In this fanfiction Ki'ara and Anakin are fourteen.
A NIGHT ON THE TOWN
Ki'ara grinned at Anakin around the mouthful of food.
"C'mon Ani, if they don't know about it how can we get into trouble? We go out after they go to sleep and come back before they wake up, it'll be easy." She said. Anakin finally nodded that he would go.
"What are you two talking about?" Someone asked. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon joined them.
"Just classes and homework assignments, master." She lied glibly. He stared at her knowing she was lying, he opened his mouth as if to aks her something, and then on reflection decided he didn't want to know.
"Are you both ready to start?" Qui-Gon asked them.
"Yes, master." They both answered together. The four made their way to one of the gyms.
"Just run from one end of the room to the other, as fast as you can." Obi-Wan was saying to his apprentice.
"Is there something wrong? Have you ever done this exercise?" He asked when he saw the look on her face, she should know how it was done most jedi initiates knew how to do this from an early age.
"I can run fine master. It's just that…well…I have a little difficulty stopping that's all." She blushed as she said it.
"That's why we're here." Was all he said.
Then both Anakin and she started. Ki'ara pushing herself with the force and streaked past Anakin a few time. The fourth time she passed him they could hear her feet sliding as she tried to stop, then she bounced of the wall. She picked herself up of the floor and gave Obi-Wan a look that clearly said I told you so. They continued like that for the rest of the morning, before they both had to go to classes.
That evening they sat around the table for dinner, there was a great deal of ragging.
"….and you bounced of the wall so many times I'm surprised that the wall didn't get a Ki'ara shaped dent in it." Anakin laughed.
"At least I can run faster than you can." She retorted good-naturedly. They started clearing the table, and then she and Anakin started their homework that Master Windu had given them. A few hours later the four went to bed.
They met in the main room, dressed in ordinary tunics, and they snuck out of the temple together and hailed a passing speeder cab.
"Aren't you two a little young to be out this late on your own?" The driver said.
"We are not too young; in fact we have already paid you for this journey." Ki'ara passed her hand in front of his face.
"You are not to young, thank you for paying in advance." He repeated obediently. It was the same at the night club the entered, although they still got strange looks from some of the patrons.
"I'm not so sure about this, how often have you done this before?" Anakin asked uneasily.
"Never, and that's the point Ani how often do you think we'll get this chance?" She said, waving to the bartender. He passed her over a glass filled with some bright red liquid. She gulped the whole thing down in one go, and started coughing, when she had recovered, she asked for another one. Anakin asked for a bilaberry juice, and watched his friend as she downed her third drink.
"Be careful you don't know what that stuff does!" He said sharply. She giggled.
"Oh come on Ani learn to have a little fun." She said, grabbing his arm and dancing around him. She grabbed another drink from the bar and swigged it down, then she ran across the room and did the same to a customer. Anakin sighed, rolling his eyes he went after her. It took him a long time to persuade her to leave with him and it didn't help that the patron she was dancing with kept butting in, but finally Anakin got her out the door and into a cab. It was only as they were approaching the temple that he noticed their money pouch, which he had been carrying was missing.
Qui-Gon awoke to a pounding on the door, he stumbled toward it and found that Obi-Wan had already answered it, outside the door stood a angry looking man, Anakin who looked like he wanted to die and a very drunk Ki'ara. The cabdriver explained that they had no credits to pay and Qui-Gon gave him what he was owed. Ki'ara was now snorting with laughter at Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. Anakin came into the room, he turned to his mentor.
"I'm sorry master, we shouldn't have broken the rules." He mumbled. They turned at the sound of a crash and saw that Obi-Wan was trying to get his apprentice of the floor and into her room.
"We shall talk about this in the morning, padawan." Qui-Gon said shortly.
She awoke to find herself at home in bed. How in the sith did I get here. She thought. She climbed slowly out of bed and almost instantly the room started spinning, and a wave a nausea washed over she dashed for the bathroom just in time to empty the contents of her stomach. Obi-Wan entered the room. She turned to face him, which caused her to feel even worse. He seemed to take pity on her, after a moment as he handed her a piece of paper to wipe her mouth.
"Did you have fun last night?" He asked sarcastically. She shook her head.
"I don't know master; I cannot remember what I did." She said honestly.
"Come into the kitchen when you're finished, padawan." He said.