A/N: Alright, this has taken a while because I've been very busy… No, not really, I actually just haven't been bothered to get up for like a really long time. But now, here I am.
Thanks for all those reviews, keep 'em coming, it'll be good to know I've kept some of my old readers with this new chap.
It was their regular meet-up place, a stingy old bar on the outskirts of the Byron System, there wasn't a Jedi for miles- there wasn't any law abiding citizen for miles, for that matter. That's what made it so perfect, no wide open, questioning eyes, or old acquaintances to tell stories to.
Of course, it was mostly a precaution; no one gave too much thought to a Jedi Master and his Padawan sitting down to a meal together. Obi-Wan was late, as always. He came in a whole 15 minutes after the arranged time, a whole 15 minutes the young boy had spent just planning what to say, panicking over every little detail, and re-arranging the napkins (that was just to fight the boredom though).
"She's pregnant," Anakin cursed himself for cracking so quickly. He'd had this whole speech prepared; a futile bid to delay his Master's reaction.
"What!" Yeah, that was the reaction he was talking about. Obi-Wan, a Jedi usually so cool, so calm and centred, suddenly looked like he'd just found out the truth about Santa Claus. He's lip trembled as he spoke, but not as much as the rest of his body. "How?"
The young apprentice rolled his eyes at the repetitiveness of it all, "that's what I said."
"You…" Obi-Wan could hardly take it all in. "I guess you're standing by her. I should have known this wouldn't work." He didn't sound angry anymore, just upset.
Suddenly Anakin felt something he hadn't felt since he'd cruiser had run over that little thing that looked like a hedgehog with no head on Ryder6. Guilt. "No, Obi, don't say that."
"Why not, Anakin." Obi sighed, placing his head between his hands, as though not being able to see his partner would somehow ease the pain of letting him go. "We were fun- but it should never have happened. The age gap, for starters…"
"I loved you Obi, I still do… I've left her for you."
Suddenly the room became silent, even the buzz from passing cruisers seemed distant and faint, like with that one sentence Anakin had scared half the galaxy off. His master didn't talk for what seemed like a life time, it killed him to see Obi-Wan like that. A mix of shock and disgust on his face.
"She's pregnant, Anakin… Don't you understand?"
"Yes, she's having a baby. I don't care. All I wanted was you; I only stayed with her for so long because I was worried someone might catch onto us. But now it's different, I want everyone to know about us…"
Obi-Wan stopped him right there. "There is no us, Anakin, not anymore. We're through." With that, the Jedi master was up, and out of the bar faster than the young Jedi could really understand what he'd just said, pushing a baffled waitress droid out of his way.
On a table in the far corner, a familiar hooded face sat, watching the scene unfold, he's mind ticking away, concocting his own special plans, and deciding how best to put them into practice.
A/N: There it was. If there's anything to it, then review, and like I said, make flames anon (I actually didn't get any for the first chap, so YAY)
