The time on Corusant was well spent in the Jedi temple, while Obi-Wan trained young master Skywalker. At first Obi-Wan felt nervous about taking on his very first padawan, but like his master before him, he knew if he used the force and believed enough, he would be able to train Anakin to be the most powerful Jedi ever.
Anakin's teachings started off simple...first he took three months in Master Yoda's class rooms, he was taught about the planets and stars that floated around them, simple survival skills, and how to handle his safety lightsaber. Obi-Wan was his mentor, that tried to focus his feelings and get him in touch with the force.
Many times it was difficult, due to the fact that Anakin was very head strong and loved to run wild...but Obi-Wan took him under his wing and before he knew it his teachings became wise and stern sounding and his lead this young boy through time.
In Obi-Wan spare time he went out with the older Jedi, mostly the ones around his age that were padawan when he was. They would go to bars, free fly...and even visit this new joint called Dex's diner, which served pretty good drinks down town.
He was starting to enjoy his new life, there seemed to be more freedom, and he loved the way Anakin's wide blue eyes lit up whenever he taught him something new...as time went on there wasn't as many questions and he knew his young padawan was on the right track.
But there was something else hidden in the back of his mind, something that made his heart ache, and caused him to toss and turn in his chambers at night.
Padme.
It had been almost a year since Obi-Wan last saw her on Naboo, the place where his heart was given out...the place of laughing, fireworks, dancing, and the place where he made love to her for the first time...
Yes, Obi-Wan was still in love.
But he had to keep his thoughts hidden, as he went on with his life...but each free moment he had, visions of her beautiful face would appear. Her snow white skin, her large oak colored eyes...her touch, her taste.
He couldn't stand it.
He dreamed about her, like he said he would. The same number of dreams...one after another, after another.
Mostly they were peaceful dreams, dreams of them holding each other, and somehow standing together on Tatooine. His arms wrapped around her waist as she leaned back...both watching the two sun set over the desert hills.
And the children...
How he wished they were true.
Other were of him, back when they first landed on Tatooine, and his master and Jar Jar went into the city for spare parts.
He dreamed of walking into Padme, the so called handmaid...and both would bump into each other.
He would say how sorry he was, and once they locked eyed they would giggle...just like what happened for real.
She smiled and said she was the one to be sorry for running into a Jedi Knight, and then ask how long he thought it would take before the ship was fixed.
"I don't know...soon I hope." With that there was a stillness, both would smile again and someone walked in and took her away, saying something about the queen needing something.
How he remembered her when she told everyone she was really the queen, on her knees in the swamp, begging for help.
How he smiled, and then knew he loved her.
He remembered while fighting Darth Maul, when he was kicked in the stomach and fell on the beam walk ways, how he hit the edge of one and hanged on for his life before jumping back up.
He saw her face, right before they threw off their robes to fight him...the worried and unease look she gave before running.
That gave him the power to jump up and fight, just like when Darth Maul threw him down again, sure he used the force, but he used something else...the thought of seeing her again.
Those dreams were nice, but there were a couple of pain, loss, and death...
Fire, smoke, screams of the fallen ones.
He was falling, then water.
Padme laying on a bed, screaming and reaching out for him.
"YOU WILL NOT TAKE HER FROM ME!" a voice would always ring, making him shoot up in bed, sweating, and reaching for the silver belt clasp Padme gave him before to remember him by.
He hoped she wasn't sharing the same dreams.
Then a little later, word came that the queen of Naboo would be attending the senate for a few days.
Obi-Wan almost died.
He would see her again.
How he waited, not being able to eat or sleep before he felt her in his arms again.
When she arrived on the docking bay, a vast number of people stood to greet her...some were the Jedi.
Obi-Wan was there.
When she walked out with her guards and handmaid, she was dressed in a black gown, with her hair styled with crystals.
She greeted everyone, and when she reached the Jedi she froze and she locked eyed with Obi-Wan.
The man she loved, the man she had been dreaming about since he left her.
Master Mace Windu greeted Padme, she thanked him and smiled and then nodded at Obi-Wan.
"Master Kenobi...it's been to long, how is Anakin?"
"Very well, my padawan is learning fast, he would very much like to see you before you leave."
She smiled.
"I would very much like that."
He took a slight bow and she smiled and thanked them again before walking off.
He loved her...oh god how he loved her.