Chapter 5: Insanity

He paced the floor until he thought a recognizable ditch could be seen. Her face was burned into his mind. The way she had looked up at him with her dark eyes, confessing her feelings like she was dirt to have felt such. It had broken his heart. And then, she kissed him. She went out on a limb and defied every rank of caste doing what she did. And then, he rejected her. He ran away as fast as he could and didn't look back.

Obi-Wan looked in his mirror again disappointed and disgusted with himself. He felt so torn because at the same time that he loved Naita, he dishonored the code. Nothing seemed to be fair or make sense anymore. Nothing except for her of course.

Three days had passed since that night and Obi-Wan could not summon the courage or trust in himself to go back though he so wanted to. He kept dressing, and undressing as he battled himself in making a decision. Obi-Wan sat down with his head in his hands and his own question came back to his mind.

What have I done with my life? All of it is in the past…

That's when he knew. He had to go after her. He had to make a decision for once in his life on his own following his heart. There wasn't a moment to be wasted. Quickly pulling on his boots, Obi-Wan jetted out the door and started back to Mos Eisley as fast as his speeder could take them. The sandy air whipped through his graying hair, and he smiled feeling apart of it.

It seemed to take forever to travel the journey to the city. Even though Obi-Wan had taken the path many times in the past few months he could have sworn this particular night it took longer. Once he arrived at the nightclub he parked the speeder and jetted around to the entrance side bursting through the door. His head frantically jotted from side to side looking for Naita. Then, there she was. Sitting at the far corner of the bar discussing something with Slaif. Obi-Wan felt himself stare at her with certain sympathy as she buried her head in her arms on the bar. He could feel that she was hurting so badly and he cursed his own actions.

Finally Obi-Wan summoned the courage to approach her and turned around the corner of the bar placing a hand on her shoulder. Slaif glared at him from the other side but said nothing. Naita looked up at him and gasped with weepy eyes totally in shock of his presence.

"Naita, I need to talk to you." He said with slight desperation
"About what Ben? Come back to make me feel more foolish?" She shot back with a malicious tone of resentment.

"Look, Im sorry I was wrong…I was just. I was…" He trailed off at the word 'afraid'.

"You were what?"

"I don't know. I was…I mean…I've never had feelings like this for anyone before." He kept his eyes on the floor as he admitted all of this. Naita's face softened and she smiled at him taking his hand.
"I know exactly what you mean."

The two went outside to Obi-Wan's speeder both laughing and feeling lighter than air. Obi-Wan couldn't keep his hands off Naita. He wanted to touch her hair and her face and her hands and her waist. He kissed her cheeks gently on both sides holding her tightly for a few moments. For the longest time the two of them just stood in each other's arms enjoying the chemicals between them. It was almost totally dark out and Naita knew she had to say something.

"Ben, it's getting late." She whispered with disappointment in her voice.
Obi-Wan looked at the sand then up into her dark eyes. He couldn't bear to be away from her for another night. The past three days were a hell he couldn't endure a second time.

"Come with me." He murmured in her ear. "Back to my home." Naita drank in his words shutting her eyes. She felt so loved and safe. She didn't want to leave him. He would protect her if they came for her, and where he lived was so remote Ginfor's men may never locate her. They would only look so long before they would give up. She was only a slave after all. Naita turned all this over in her mind trying to keep her primal instincts from clouding her judgment.

Obi-Wan's hands cradled her face and his azure eyes stared at her with adoration as she nodded her head in affirmation. This time, the ride home wasn't very long at all.