Obi-wan must teach an abused padawan to trust him
AU: Pre clone war Obi-Wan is a Jedi Master, there is no Anakin, and Qui-Gon is dead
Rating: R for sexual content and mention of child molestation
Disclaimer: Naovi Redsun and Dal Bantalian are my creations. Everyone else belongs to George Lucas
Chapter 26
Obi-Wan was immediately taken to the med wing upon their arrival on Coruscant. Naovi, after being allowed a bath and fresh clothes, was brought before the council. She gave them her account of the events that had happened on Hoth. She told them of Bantalian's manipulation of her mind, the image of what her life could be like if she gave up being a Jedi, if she turned to the dark side. She then proceeded to tell them of the battle and her triumph over her former master.
"After that, I got Obi-Wan to the ship and tended his wounds to the best of my ability." She left out the part about keeping Obi-Wan warm by having sex with him.
"So it would seem that though your feelings for Obi-Wan clouded your mind for a moment, you were able to see past them and make the right choice," Master Windu mused.
"It was the only choice I could make," Naovi said sadly.
"Feelings, you still have for your master," Master Yoda said.
"I cannot help what I feel. No matter what path I have chosen it will not change the fact that I am in love with Obi-Wan. However, I will yield to the council's ruling on the situation." Yoda and Windu exchanged a look.
"Very well Naovi," Master Windu said. "You may return to your quarters while the council dicusses the situation." Naovi bowed and left the council room. She went to her room and sat on the floor. Her mind was spinning a mile a minute. What would the council decide? Would they make her a master? She was only seventeen. Would they allow her and Obi-Wan to see each other? If they did not she did not think she could bear it. She supposed they could see each other secretly. Obi-Wan was not as prone to go against the council but in this case she had the feeling he would make an exception. But could she ask him to do that? Considering, she had been so reluctant to even enter such a relationship, it seemed somewhat unfair. She could not think of this now, if she did she would go crazy. She sat up straight and rested her hands on her knees. She needed to meditate to get herself calm and relaxed. She closed her eyes and let her mind drift to a higher state of being. She calmed her mind and let the force flow through her. She did not know how much time had gone by when the door signal rang. She stood up and went to the door. She opened the door and looked around in confusion as she saw no one standing there. A sharp poke to her shins had her looking down.
"Oh, Master Yoda," she said a bit embarrassed.
"Young Redsun," Yoda said slightly less than amused. "May I enter?"
"Of course," she said standing aside and allowing the short Jedi master enter. The Master walked slowy into the room and Naovi followed.
"Come to bring the council's decision, I have." Naovi felt her heart drop into her knees. She squatted down so that she was on the same level as Yoda.
"What is the council's decision, Master?" she said trying to keep her voice steady and failing miserably.
"Decided we have to grant the title of Master on you." Naovi felt a rush of pride shoot through her.
"Thank you Master. I am honored."
"The youngest ever, to be granted that title you are, young Redsun. However, earned it we feel you have."
"Thank you Master," she said. She dreaded asking her next question but knew that she had to.
"What has the council decided about myself and Obi-Wan?"
Obi-Wan was going crazy. He'd been trapped in the med-wing since they got back to Coruscant. He had not seen Naovi in hours. He hated waited. What was the council going to do? He didn't know what he would do if the council forbade them to be together. He scarcely dare to believe it when Naovi had told him that she loved him. He could not lose her now. He didn't care what it took. If they had to conduct a secret affair under the council's nose he would do it, but he would not let them take her from him. He jumped to his feet as the door opened and she entered. He could not tell from her expression whether or not she had good news.
"What has happened?" he demanded.
"Hello, it's nice to see you too," she said with a smirk.
"Naovi," he said warningly.
"The council have granted me the title of Master," she said. He was surprised. She had certainly earned it but he was surprised. The council did not tend to grant the title to one so young. Of course, Naovi had gone through more than anyone had at her age.
"That's wonderful," he said. "Congratulations."
"Thank you, Master."
"I mean it. I'm very proud of you, Naovi. You have learned so much in such a short time. Being your master has been a privilege and an honor. I know you will do well." She smiled. He truly meant what he said. Even before his feelings for her had escalated into something more he had felt the pride of a master with a very gifted student.
"That means so much to me, Obi-Wan."
"What does the council say about us?" he said slowly. She looked at the floor.
"They have gone over both of our accounts of what happened on Java Cruz and on Hoth. The fears they initially had, which mirrored my own, was that my feelings for you would cloud my judgement and lead me down the dark path. However, after facing the temptation and coming out on the other side, they believe that our love for each other may be a good thing." Obi-Wan felt a huge weight lift from his stomach.
"They will let us be together?" he said moving to take her in his arms.
"Not so fast," she said holding up her hand. "They have some stipulations." Obi-Wan sighed. He knew this would not be so easy.
"What stipulations?" Naovi stepped away and looked at her feet.
"Well," she said. "it is strictly forbidden for a Padawan and a Master to have such a relationship and the council is unwilling to bend on that rule."
"But as you are now a Master and no longer my Padawan the rule does not really apply to us."
"A point which I made very clear to Master Yoda and for which I recieved a sharp jab in the knee by his walking stick. Master Yoda then informed me that the council is aware that I am no longer a Padawan as they were the ones who made me a Master in the first place. He then informed me that due to the fact that you and I were having relations when I was still your padawan..."
"As part of the Sava Duez!" he protested.
"They know of our antics on Hoth."
"How do they know about that?"
"Apparently we were broadcasting," Naovi said her face turning red. "The point is that the council cannot simply turn a blind eye like they do when Jedi visit pleasure houses. For a master and his former padawan to have a relationship they must show the council that it is not a mere dalliance. That we really are in love and not just victims of lust. They require a more formal show of our commitment to each other."
"Naovi," Obi-Wan said rubbing his temples, "I am not sure I understand you."
"I know," she said rubbing her hands on her trousers. "I'm fumbling around and not explaining myself very well. The point I'm trying to make is...Obi-Wan will you marry me?" Obi-Wan's eyes widened.
"The council wants us to marry?" She nodded.
"A formal ceremony that is legally binding. To show the council that we are serious about each other. I'm afraid they're quite unmovable on this subect. Of course I completely understand if you did not want to." Obi-Wan stepped toward her and took her hands in his.
"Naovi, look at me." She raised her head and met his eyes.
"Nothing would make me happier than to be your husband." Naovi smiled.
"Oh Force," she said her face turning red again. "I love you Obi-Wan."
"And I love you, Naovi." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her long and hard. He would have gone further but she pulled away.
"I'm afraid the council has one more condition. One that I'm sure you're going to hate." Obi-Wan thought about it a moment and cringed.
"They don't want us having sex until we're married, right?"
"Yeah," she said. "Also, they want us to wait to get married until I turn eighteen." Obi-Wan did a quick calculation in his head.
"That's not for a month!" he shouted. "They want us to abstain for a month?" Naovi gave him a look.
"Well, if I'm not worth waiting a month for..." she said turning to leave. He quickly grabbed her and pulled her close.
"No, no, no," he said feeling guilty. For heavens sake he was a Jedi not some lustful teenager, patience was supposed to be a virtue. "You are most definitely worth waiting for," he said kissing the top of her head. She snuggled close and buried her face in his chest.
"A month will go by in no time. We'll both be busy. I'm leaving in a few days to go play bodyguard to a spoiled princess, and I'm sure the council will have something for you to do"
"I'm sure," he said.
"And if you get lonely at night you could always find a pleasure worker to keep you company," she said with a chuckle.
"I will not need to seek the service of any pleasure workers because I will need only the memory of your face to keep me company. You are right. Waiting a month will be completely worth it if it means I get to have you for the rest of my life."
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too," he said.
We're almost there, just hang on tight