Please don't hate me for the long wait for the next chapter! Writers block had captured my mind and refused to let go, but anyway here it is. There should be no long waits since I have written the whole story now; all you need to do is wait for the rest of the chapters. Though I think there is only one person interested since there is only one person reviewing. Ho hum, oh well. Anyway, enjoy.
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With the sun beaming down upon the metal buildings, one had to admit that it was a sight to behold; a silver wonderland, but there was one who could care less about the scene. Klip mulled over thoughts that made his stomach sick. He knew there were expected duties of a Jedi but this one he did not want to go through.
Over the span of time since he and Yunda expressed their love for each other, he had grown more attached to the padawan. He saw her mostly everyday and never grew tired of her face. Every moment was wonderful though it would all change. How could he tell her? How could he make himself go through with it? Oh well, he would soon have to deal with it and the sudden sight of the library made his stomach turn.
Yunda was always in their right after the morning meal. What she was doing he had no clue. All he knew was that she had a love for reading and history.
His feet glided along the smooth floor but came to a halt by a leather chair. There was Yunda, gazing at a hologram of a planet. It was spinning slowly before her while it read off some information. He did not want to bother her; he would have gladly sat back and watched from a distance but he had to speak with her.
Before he could take another step, her dark eyes averted upward and locked with him. Her smile made him feel awful inside, though he tried to hide his problem. In seconds her face was a sea of questions. "What's wrong?"
There was no one else around in the secluded corner she had chosen and she he sat down in a chair across from her. It was so hard to form words and for him that was usually not a problem. Now leaning forward, Klip rested his elbows in his thighs. "Yunda..."
"Yes?"
"I have something very important to tell you."
"Well then tell me." With her head tilted to the side, she sat Indian style; trying to hide a smile. "It can't be that bad."
"My master has been assigned an assignment to the outer rim and of course, I must go with him."
"There is more… isn't there."
Now Klip wanted to find a group of Sand people and let them kill him. She was such a smart girl but there was just an innocent air about her; something he loved yet at the moment would crush. "It is an assignment that will take me away from the temple for a long while." He paused. "Years..."
"Well, that is big news."
His hand reached across the small table and grasped hers; making the hologram flicker. "Yunda, maybe this is a good thing. Nothing could ever describe my feelings yet it is my understanding that all this; us; is not the way of a Jedi. One day, someone will find out."
"You think this is for the best?"
There was a long pause as Klip thought. Was there anything that could be better then spending time with her? "What I am saying is that we should be mature about the situation… Yes, for the time being." His next pause made him nervous but it broke the mood a bit. "Do you hate me?"
A smile broke out on Yunda's face though tears were joining. She couldn't live without him! Oh how she wanted to protest but maybe he was right. After their talk she would go to her room and think; long and hard. "No. You are more mature then I will ever be. I hope you'll send…"
He cut her off, while his head shook. "No Yunda, not even messages. This is a time we should cool it for a bit. If anything was said and taken out of context it would mean great trouble."
"Oh… then it's over." Yunda stood to her feet, trying in vain to fight back her tears. "I won't keep you from achieving you goals in life. Good bye Klip."
He wanted to jump up and grab her; stop her from leaving this way but he couldn't. It was not his pride but a pair of two Jedi who were walking by. Damn them, he thought, but maybe it were better if he hadn't run after her and swept her away… just maybe…
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With the sun beaming down upon the metal buildings, one had to admit that it was a sight to behold; a silver wonderland, but there was one who could care less about the scene. Klip mulled over thoughts that made his stomach sick. He knew there were expected duties of a Jedi but this one he did not want to go through.
Over the span of time since he and Yunda expressed their love for each other, he had grown more attached to the padawan. He saw her mostly everyday and never grew tired of her face. Every moment was wonderful though it would all change. How could he tell her? How could he make himself go through with it? Oh well, he would soon have to deal with it and the sudden sight of the library made his stomach turn.
Yunda was always in their right after the morning meal. What she was doing he had no clue. All he knew was that she had a love for reading and history.
His feet glided along the smooth floor but came to a halt by a leather chair. There was Yunda, gazing at a hologram of a planet. It was spinning slowly before her while it read off some information. He did not want to bother her; he would have gladly sat back and watched from a distance but he had to speak with her.
Before he could take another step, her dark eyes averted upward and locked with him. Her smile made him feel awful inside, though he tried to hide his problem. In seconds her face was a sea of questions. "What's wrong?"
There was no one else around in the secluded corner she had chosen and she he sat down in a chair across from her. It was so hard to form words and for him that was usually not a problem. Now leaning forward, Klip rested his elbows in his thighs. "Yunda..."
"Yes?"
"I have something very important to tell you."
"Well then tell me." With her head tilted to the side, she sat Indian style; trying to hide a smile. "It can't be that bad."
"My master has been assigned an assignment to the outer rim and of course, I must go with him."
"There is more… isn't there."
Now Klip wanted to find a group of Sand people and let them kill him. She was such a smart girl but there was just an innocent air about her; something he loved yet at the moment would crush. "It is an assignment that will take me away from the temple for a long while." He paused. "Years..."
"Well, that is big news."
His hand reached across the small table and grasped hers; making the hologram flicker. "Yunda, maybe this is a good thing. Nothing could ever describe my feelings yet it is my understanding that all this; us; is not the way of a Jedi. One day, someone will find out."
"You think this is for the best?"
There was a long pause as Klip thought. Was there anything that could be better then spending time with her? "What I am saying is that we should be mature about the situation… Yes, for the time being." His next pause made him nervous but it broke the mood a bit. "Do you hate me?"
A smile broke out on Yunda's face though tears were joining. She couldn't live without him! Oh how she wanted to protest but maybe he was right. After their talk she would go to her room and think; long and hard. "No. You are more mature then I will ever be. I hope you'll send…"
He cut her off, while his head shook. "No Yunda, not even messages. This is a time we should cool it for a bit. If anything was said and taken out of context it would mean great trouble."
"Oh… then it's over." Yunda stood to her feet, trying in vain to fight back her tears. "I won't keep you from achieving you goals in life. Good bye Klip."
He wanted to jump up and grab her; stop her from leaving this way but he couldn't. It was not his pride but a pair of two Jedi who were walking by. Damn them, he thought, but maybe it were better if he hadn't run after her and swept her away… just maybe…