Before I began, like usual, I would like to thank my reviewer(s), so TailsEponineRox, thank you very much for your review. Thanks also for spending your valuable time to read this fic. And thanks for saying that the last chapter (chapter 9) is the best one. I myself really like that chapter, too. It's nice to know somebody else likes it, too. Cheers:D
Sorry it took such a long time for me to update. It's just that I had this thing with my classmates and all seniors and alumni would come and we had to do all we can to impress them. But the thing is over now and it is time for more chapters. By the way, I'm more than a half way finished!
10
Padme tried to gather her Force with all her might the next morning. This day it was stronger than the day before. And at night she gradually gathered her own self; the used-to-be Padme. But it was far from being successful when it came to erase the tears in her eyes, or at least to make them fall.
Padme's pregnancy had reached the period of 8 months; it was merely a month away. And if you looked at her and Obi Wan, at their closeness and togetherness, you'll know that their friendship should last longer than merely a month. And at the dinner table, Obi Wan saw Organa looking back at him with loath in his eyes.
"Ben," called Padme suddenly. It was night already and she looked so drowned in her thoughts that it surprised him when she named him.
"Love can make you do anything, don't you think so?"
He didn't know what to answer.
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The following night, at the usual place where they should meet, Obi Wan found no Padme there. He decided to wait for her. He knew she would come. He placed himself at where Padme usually sat. He looked up as she did, and his mind wandered as hers did. All he could only see were the stars. They shone dazzlingly against the dark blue sky. He thought, which star is she always gazing at? He asked them one by one, is it you? Or is it you? Then he saw the brightest star of all. Ah, it must be you, he said as he spoke more to himself rather than the brightest star. Because her eyes sparkle so brightly, and I assumed it must be you she's always looking at. Because those hazel eyes of her see you and reflect you and that's why they shine so brightly.
"Which one?" a female voice from behind him prevented him from pondering much longer. Padme walked to his side and asked him once again, "The star, you're staring at?"
She tried seeking for it by herself. She looked at the night sky and her head went here and there, trying to figure out which one. He made it easier for her by answering, "The one you're looking at."
The faded smile flashed for a mere second accompanied with a sigh. "Hmm.. Interesting," she spoke out at last.
"What is?"
"With all those differences and quarrels, we're looking at the same star after all."
And the childish game was played once more. But now, he was the one who started. He observed her meticulously; she was looking at the brightest star. And she knew it, her senses told her so. Her senses told her also to look back into his eyes, and so she did.
This time there was neither winner nor loser. When she looked back at him, he did not yield. And so they were staring one another. And none of them would know how time passed, because none of them were looking at nothing other than the eyes of the person in front of them. When Obi Wan looked deeply into Padme's eyes, he no longer saw the brightest star reflected in it. He saw him.
It startled him when her look suddenly averted. They moved away to some inches beside his right ear. He turned his back to see what she sighted: Organa standing with his back glowing with lights from the inside chamber.
"Dinner's served," was all he uttered before he retreated.
Smirking at his conduct, Obi Wan turned to Padme again and said, "I think I make him jealous."
Padme gave out her own smirk before she replied, "More reason for us to see each other."
Then, she went in to have her dinner. She wouldn't know, but Obi Wan's eyes followed her every single movement, until the flock of her dress disappeared into the room.
And in that moment a slight of thought entered his mind, perhaps Anakin was not to be blame. Perhaps he was right to fall in love with her. Perhaps Organa and anyone else were right to fall in love with her.
A rustle of sound startled him and he looked around to see who it was. "Master Yoda?" as the little figure slowly came out of the shadows.
"Sense me you did not," he said. Obi Wan did not answer.
"Careful, young Jedi. Careful," he added before he left Obi Wan alone with his anxiety into the room Padme just went into.
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In the morning Padme waited for her mentor at the usual meeting point. He was late. Thus, she felt quite relieved when finally she heard footsteps striding from behind.
"Ben?"
No Ben this time, for it was Yoda, who explained to her, that from now on, he would be her mentor as long as it may seem.
Anger, disappointment, confusion; all of her feelings emerged inside her. But she had to wipe them out. It was time to concentrate and start her lesson.