The Untold Chronicles Of The Kenobi's Chapter 8, a star wars fanfic

I wrote most of this chapter before I wrote most of the others. These are the explanations or original ideas which I had for this story. There is an entire passage in this which I wrote on the day that obiisgod asked me to write this for her, before I had even considered what Keitha would look like, let alone the way she acted. This chapter seemed to work the best here and these scenes seemed to work better as a reflection rather than actually happening in present tense.

Now for the review responses:

Esteban T. Rodriguez: Yeah Obi gets attacked by pets. Kecil is actually a real pet, a psychopathic Brush Tail Possum. The males are quite territorial and the real Kecil has attempted to eat both the owner and her family on numerous occasions. Thanks for the review.

Jedis'Mistress: The internet… A great and wonderful tool but it does do things like that. I have this rather paranoid belief that some things like this were invented solely to annoy us to the point of brick throwing. If you get too annoyed sometime try smashing a computer keyboard. If you hit them hard against a pole with the keys facing outward all the keys fly of everywhere. It's quite fun and there is a good, no psychotic reason behind me knowing that. I needed something to enter a slight comedy to the story at this stage and Kecil seemed to be a gift from God. The real Kecil is a great inspiration for any writer, his adventures are simply legendary.

On with the show and I hope you enjoy this.

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Keitha sat on the ship privately worrying both about what she was about to face when they landed and what had happened or was happening to the person behind them going to Geonosis. A lot had happened in her life since he had entered it and she was yet to decide whether it was for the best. One thing which she had contemplated the most profoundly up until recently was what she had exactly brought to the relationship. She thought back to the second to last time she had seen him.

Keitha sat down across from Obi-Wan on the table, the first aid kit strewn out next to her. She looked at the wound on his chest and moved for the antiseptic.

"What is it?"

Keitha looked up at him, blue eyes meeting green. "Kecil is a boy and other than that I'm not quite sure what he is. We found him wondering around in a space port on a planet in the Outer Rim. I couldn't leave the cutie behind so I brought him home with me."

Obi-Wan winced as the antiseptic stung the raw tissue.

"He's very protective of me. Oh, and he's jealous of you. You stole his side of the bed last night."

Obi-Wan smiled and took Keitha's face up in his hands, looking intensely at her eyes. "I know why he'd be jealous. I'd be jealous."

He kissed her deeply and their minds raced out at met each other, communicating all that they hadn't said to each other. With his thoughts projected into hers, for the first time Keitha saw exactly what he thought of her.

Many things had happened as a result of that day. She looked next to her where her friend Aithne was sitting. The cool, calculated Jedi had forced Keitha to show her hand, to confess her soul, without knowing what her friend was going to say. But it wasn't just what she did; it was the way she had done it. It had simply just reconfirmed her reputation. Aithne had always been a bold Jedi.

"And just where were you?"

Keitha peered into her small apartment. It was dark, just like she had left it, but the voice sounded too familiar. And it was coming from in the dark. A lamp came on near a lounge chair, casting a shadow across the room but lighting up the person with an eerie glow. The person was stroking a feral animal, her beloved Kecil. If the desired affect was to freak her out and look like a scene from a crappy holodrama, then it had been easily achieved by this devil spawn in front of her.

"Kriff! Did you really have to do that?"

Keitha looked over at the person, a fellow Jedi and a friend of hers. Those two reasons and the fact that her friend would probably deal with her before she had time to do anything, were the only reasons that the intruder hadn't died yet. Or at least been threatened with death.

"You know me, nothing better to do. Now stop giving me the run around. Where were you? I'm seriously interested."

Keitha looked at her again, mouth opening. But Aithne didn't give her the chance.

"Was it something to do with the fact that Jedi Master Mace Windu came to me asking where you were? And not just you, little bratling friend of mine, but Master Obi-Wan Kenobi! Are you out of your mind girl!"

Keitha went pale. "Aithne, you can't tell anyone. Seriously. You just can't." She started crying.

Aithne swore. "What have you done? Of course I won't tell anyone! I'm insulted at such a suggestion! Who would I tell? You're my confidant. But you have to tell me, so I know what I'm protecting here."

"I love him."

It was a phrase which made the room seem to go quieter than believed possible. Jedi couldn't love like that. Attachment was forbidden. Keitha was starting to walk a dangerous path.

"He leaves tomorrow morning. He has to go to this planet which supposedly doesn't exist to find Senator Amidala's assassin. This has been going on for a month now. I had to say goodbye. There's a chance he might not come back."

The stunned silence continued across the room and the Force. Aithne looked up at her, face pale. "Kriff."

Even that slang was whispered. Aithne got up and gave her friend a quick hug. "I've gotta go. If you need anything, just call."

With that she left leaving Keitha to her own devices. Keitha sighed and walked towards the bedroom to sleep.

Although at the first instance Aithne had kept an almost uncustomary calm, the next day however, saw the return of the Aithne that Keitha knew well, the temperamental, big sister like attitudes which made her what she was.

Keitha and Aithne were sitting across from each other in one of the multiple cafés within walking distance of their apartments. It wasn't their favourite café but the food there was reasonable and they mainly wanted to talk.

"What's so wrong about loving a man?"

Aithne looked at her friend incredulously. "It's forbidden! When you come across a massive death laser with a big red button with a big sign on it saying 'Do Not Touch', would you press that button while it was pointed at you? No, you wouldn't because it's common sense. So when someone says that it's forbidden it's usually for a good reason and its common sense not to do it."

Keitha looked at her friend, eyes shinning. "How many times do I have to say it? I love him and I'll continue loving him no matter what."

Aithne sighed and Keitha saw an opening. "It's not like you always follow the rules anyway."

Aithne's face turned from a relaxed carefree expression into a glare. She snapped out. "What I do is not forbidden by the Jedi Council itself. And it also happens to have a lot less evidence. To find out what I have done in the past, someone would have to blab, and they would have to trace my steps across half of the Outer Rim. That person is not going to blab." Aithne sighed again and looked almost tiredly at her friend. "To find out what you're up to all anyone has to do is watch the both of you carefully for a period of one week. That's all I did. I was close to you for a week."

Aithne looked Keitha squarely in the eye. "Obi-Wan can only teach you about the living Force for so long. You're playing with fire here little sister. Watch out that you don't get burned. I can only look out for you for so long."

Keitha saw the hidden promise in that speech. Aithne wouldn't tell, but she was right, they needed to be more careful.

"Genosia," the pilot called back. Keitha prepared herself like the other Jedi, both mentally and physically. Today would be an important day for both the Jedi and the Republic, she could feel it. She forgot about her troubles, her worries, the past few days. They would not serve her well when they landed. For the next few moments Keitha was not in love.

There was no Keitha, there was only the Force.

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