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Chapter 3

Yoda's Help

"First what do you want?" Obi-Wan asked at the counter.

"Just the same," Natashia said with a half smile on her face.

"Ketchup?" Obi-Wan asked her.

"Yah," Natashia said.

"Yes," Obi-Wan said correcting her.

"Yes," she corrected.

"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan said holding their food.

Natashia looking down at the ground. Do I always have to mess everything up? She was always embarrassed about herself. She really could never do anything right. She felt stupid and hopeless.

"Yes, Master. Sorry, Master," Natashia said quickly and quiet. She spoke to Obi-Wan in some way because she saw his eyebrow move up the slightest bit. She also felt the mix of anger, love, confusion, and pain in Obi-Wan all at the same time. She knew he felt very much the same way she did at the moment.

They both sat down at a black, square table. The atmosphere was beautiful. There were pillars with green vines climbing up them. The carpet was navy blue with intricate designs on them.

Obi-Wan got out his food, and was ready to eat when he paused and looked at Natashia. She was carefully cutting her chicken into small pieces and put on in her mouth. Obi-Wan always thought she was a very polite Padawan. Maybe a little more polite than some other Jedi. Manners were always something that he never had to remind her about. She only had a problem with respecting him. No, she was really good with everyone else, but him. She did have her moments, like a few minutes before in her room, when she is nice to him and not yelling. She dunked a fry daintily in her ketchup. Obi-Wan knew that she chose to not like him for some reason. What was that reason?

"About your anger, do you fight it?" Obi-Wan asked.

Natashia looked up with her pitiful eyes and said, "Yes, Master."

"Hard?" Obi-Wan asked. He saw Natashia shrink back in her seat, finishing her food. She looked around, as if she was looking for a way out.

"Yes, Master," Natashia admitted letting her head fall towards the ground. She hated when she and her Master had these talks. She always lost.

"How hard?" Obi-Wan asked forgetting everything that had happened before. Forgetting how Natashia embraced him just a few minutes before, looking at him with eyes full of need and helplessness. He forgot everything. He felt that Jedi did not need to get all soft. Yes, they helped people, but to do so they needed to be tough, ready for anything. Now all he thought of was that she was punished. She needed to learn something from her actions.

"Hard, Master. Brutal, Master," Natashia said. She couldn't bear to think of what her Master will do to her.

"And it won't happen again?" Obi-Wan asked sternly.

"No, Master," Natashia quietly whispered. She could feel a lump in her throat begin to form.

"It better not," Obi-Wan said.

"I'll try, Master," Natashia said.

"Trying is not good enough. You need to put it into action," Obi-Wan said.

Natashia shrank back into her chair, trying to hide. To hide from all reality. To hide from her Master. To hide period. She let her fear take over in her body and soul. She wanted to just run away, but if she did she would surely be in trouble. She had no choice but to stay, and keep on getting hit by Obi-Wan.

She looked up at her Master's face. It was full of anger. She opened her mouth slowly and shut it. She was afraid she would say the wrong thing. No, she was afraid to talk to her Master, something that should never happen. But, sadly enough, she had gotten to that point. To the point where she was always afraid of her Master deep down.

"I will……….. Master," Natashia said. "I am sorry, Master."

"Sorry is not good enough," Obi-Wan said. "Natashia."

She looked down and rubbed her forehead. Her hair hid most of her face, more than usual. Her legs under the table started to shake, and her throat started to close.

"Master I-"Natashia said looking up at her Master. She froze completely, dead afraid. Obi-Wan eyes were as fiery flame, wiping in the wind. Natashia got up and started to run away. Obi-Wan was in complete shock before he started to run after her.

"Get over here right now! There is going to be big consequences for this," Obi-Wan said. He caught up with Natashia quickly and grabbed onto her arm, forcing her to stop. "What do you think you're doing?"

Natashia turned and glanced at Obi-Wan, giving him just enough time to see the tear running down her face.

"I have failed you. I need to go," she whimpered. She was so scared of what her Master might do to her. Every moment that passed by, the more frighten she became. She wanted so badly for Obi-Wan to let go of her, but wouldn't.

Obi-Wan looked at the small, frail child. He felt her shaking in his grip. He was too hard on her before, again. Her head was turned away from him, for she was weeping. Obi-Wan was too hard on her. Her very body was about collapse in with her fear.

"You have not failed me! You mean so much to me that it is unimaginable," Obi-Wan said.

Natashia turned and said," There you go again! Yelling at me one second and 'caring' about me the next!"

"You don't know what I'm- You don't know the half of me! Don't you go assuming that I hate you! I don't. My love is strong for you, but you don't see it. You ignore it!" Obi-Wan said.

"You hide it!" Natashia screamed in his face.

"I beg to differ," Obi-Wan said.

"You so hide it! Do you even listen to yourself half of the time?" Natashia said. She was now angry and scared of the situation she was in.

"Okay it's done! Go to your room; I don't want to see you for the rest of the day," Obi-Wan said. It was the only way he could stop this fighting.

"You hate me!" Natashia cried.

"Go!" Obi-Wan said.

Natashia looks at her Master in anger, and ran away in tears.

Great the second time today. Obi-Wan had gotten to the point where he had no idea what to do. He was about to go mad. I need some major help. I'll ask Master Yoda, he'll know what to do. He headed down to where Master Yoda should be. He thought about what Natashia said. The girl is right. I do hide much of my feelings.

"Something wrong is there, Obi-Wan?" Yoda asked. The little green troll sat on a rock by a fountain.

"Yes. It's my Padawan. She has problems with her anger," Obi-Wan said. She had a little more than problems with her anger though.

"Anger, to the dark side it leads. Confronted her have you?" Yoda asked.

"Yes," Obi-Wan said.

"I see bad it went," Yoda said.

"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan confessed.

"How? Why fail it did?" Yoda asked.

"I guess," Obi-Wan said. "It was mostly because of me."

"Find what you are doing wrong, you must. Correct it you must. To help your Padawan, this is the only way," Yoda said.

"But-"

"No! Over it is," Yoda said. "Hurry you must. Clouded her future is."

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