Love \Love\ (luv), n. to be lustful; a feeling of strong attachment induced by that which delights or commands admiration; kindness or devotion to another; affection; tenderness.

When Siri blinked her eyes she still couldn't get used to the fact that there was no difference. No light, no dark, just nothing…except when she saw Obi-Wan. She didn't know if it was the Living Force or just the fact that she loved him gave her a sense as to where he was, but there was a kind of glow around him. He was a bright blue like his lightsaber; she wished she could read the expression on his face. He sat next to her on the edge of the sleep couch his shoulder touching hers. Neither of them said anything, though it was evident that they wanted too. When Obi-Wan shifted his body it made Siri shiver, he stood up and took her hand to help her to her feet.

"We should probably get back to the Temple before our Masters come looking for us." Siri could hear the slight sound of hurt in his voice but knew for sure when she heard him sniffle.

When she was standing next to him she reached out for his face, this time he didn't help her. She could feel the tears that had soaked his cheeks on her fingers. She ran her other hand through his short ginger hair. "What's the matter?" She asked softly. When he didn't answer she pulled herself closer and locked her arms around him. "It's ok, you can tell me." She reassured him.

"It's a combination of things." He said plainly.

"What things?" She rested her head on his shoulder as she gently rocked on the balls of her feet; he fell in sync with her and produced a slow dance motion.

"You, what happened to you, the fact that we just broke a Jedi code and I don't even care, or that I have to hide this from Qui-Gon, it just all doesn't seem right…except when I'm with you, when you're in my arms I could throw everything I worked so hard for away just for one more blissful second with you." Siri could hear the tears in his voice as he buried his head in her neck holding her so tight she thought that her oxygen supply was going to be threatened. "I can't leave the Order again it almost killed me the last time, and I couldn't bare the fact that you might leave I won't let you. We can't destroy our lives this way."

"We can work around it; see each other when ever we can. It could be our romantic secret." She smiled.

"Jedi aren't meant to have secrets." He corrected her.

"Everyone has secrets Obi-Wan, even Qui-Gon and Master Yoda do." When he didn't say anything more about it Siri thought it best to change the topic. "We need to go."

Obi-Wan released her and wiped away tears.

"Hold my hand." Siri reached out and he took it holding on tightly.

"Do you need anything from in here?" He asked quietly.

Siri shook her head and griped his hand with both of hers as they started for the door. When they got close to it Obi-Wan switched hands with his left and put his right on her shoulder to guide her in front of him so she didn't hit the paneling.

She now held both his hands one in each as they walked the corridors of the Cruiser and entered the Jedi Temple. Though she couldn't see she knew that people were staring. Younglings and other Padawans whispering and pointing at the newly blinded Siri. She could hardly contain the gut feeling to break down right there, but she wouldn't give them that pleasure she wouldn't let this stop her from her duty, from being Obi-Wan's sparring partner and friend and new found lover.

It took what felt like a lifetime to reach the quarters she shared with Adi, when she did she invited Obi-Wan in with her after she knew that Adi wasn't home. They sat down on the couch in the living area and relaxed.

Siri let out a sigh and leaned against the back of the sofa and Obi-Wan did the same. He reached over and took her hand in his.

"Adi and Qui-Gon must still be with the Council." He said looking around the room. He hadn't been in here for years, not since he was eleven or so. Eight years…Obi-Wan had always been friends with Siri but as he got older his feelings for her were changing and he thought it best to be around her with other company if he could help it. What he didn't count on was developing a relationship with Garen a boy close to his age that he'd known most of his Jedi life, which stretched to close to infancy. He was told he had a brother but never knew him, he wondered sometimes what he looked like and if he had the same respect for following the rules as he. His mind was wandering something that didn't happen very often.

"Your mind is restless. I can feel it, what's wrong?" Siri moved closer to him then placed her head on his chest. He held her in his arms.

"It's a lot of things, just the wheels turning in my head like they do from time to time." He brushed off.

"The wheels never turn in your head. Your mind is always steady."

To get out of the conversation Obi-Wan released Siri and got up off of the sofa. "I should get going…are you going to be ok here?" He asked to be polite.

Siri was hurt by what he was doing but didn't show it. "Yeah, like the back of my hand." She showed a fake smile.

"I'll stop by later tonight. You should try to get some sleep." He made repeated fist with both his hands. He was kicking himself for leaving like this. Leaving her here alone.

"I will thanks."

"Alright then…um I'll see you later." He moved as quickly and quietly to the door to avoid her from stopping him. To his relieve he made it, the door opened and closed. He got a few steps away from the her quarters and leaned against the wall running his hand through his short hair and let out a sigh. He needed to try not let this get to him, this infatuation…no, not infatuation…love. He was truly in love, and he didn't know what to do about it. But he needed to find out fast, if he had to leave Siri he wanted to do it sooner then later. This way the hurt wouldn't be so much even though it would be great.