Hehe... i feel so evil about what I did...and what I am doing now... well, Klip and Yunda will have their day but I tell you one thing, it wouldn't be exciting to read the story if you could predict anything. Here it is, another addition!

A shout sounded down one of the many halls of the Jedi Temple. Another bounded from a Zabrakian child though a little human boy was not far behind. Kioca chased after Kala with a smile upon his lips. He had frightened her once more. It was not something that Master Bant would approve of but she wasn't around to scold the rowdy boy.

He was catching up to her fast though he slowed down. There were two reasons he did this: because he heard the mumblings of disapproving Jedi and had spotted his favorite person.

Kala knitted her brow in confusion. Usually Kioca would have her pinned to the floor but he was not by her side. Her yellow eyes flickered. She spotted him near one of the pillars watching two Jedi.

She knew who they were, though she never really talked to them. Walking up behind Kioca, she grasped his shoulder. "What are you doing?"

"Shh!" was all he replied.

They both watched the two Jedi whose conversation was more then tangible for little ears.

Anakin had now turned to gaze out the window, his arms folded across his chest. He didn't look happy. "Your asking me to do something against the Jedi code, against the Republic, against a mentor, and a friend. That's what's out of place!" He turned to glare his master down. "Why are you asking this of me?"

It was Obi-Wan's turn to set his eyes toward the outside world. He thought long and hard for his answer. In the end, his gaze was intense. "The council is asking you."

There was not another word spoken between the two. Obi-Wan had left Anakin side. Kala tugged on Kioca's sleeve as a sign to leave. She could feel the force energy flowing against them. "Let's go…"

"No! I want to see Master Skywalker!"

He pulled his arms away from the little Zabrack who in turn, stuck out her tongue. She knew he didn't see it but she would be certain to show him later.

"Master Skywalker!" Kioca came out from behind the pillar. His face was warm and bright, though the look he received was not the same. "Are you sad?"

Anakin let out a deep sigh and with it all his frustration. He rubbed his chin. "Your not supposed to be in this area. You know this don't you?"

"I was just having a bit of fun, besides no one ever catches me."

"Master Bant isn't that fun?"

Kioca rolled his blue eyes. "Not really. She talks about things I don't understand and then tells me that someday I will. I want to understand now!"

"Well, I must say that I agree with you Kioca."

"Really? How so?"

Anakin set off into a stroll. He was always looking for a way to act like a mentor; to be looked up to. Not that he was prideful but it was something that made him feel free. Was this how it felt to be a father? Being looked up to all the time? Giving advice? "I want to understand everything as well."

"You don't know everything yet? But…"

"If I knew everything I would be a Master on the Jedi council. I am on the Jedi council but not a Master. Do you understand that?"

Kioca mulled over the words. He didn't fully understand although he didn't want to look stupid in front of Anakin. Sure he was only six but he felt older then that! "Yes. At least you're on the council. Master Bant says that only the wisest of the wise are on the council. That means your wise!"

"If you're elected then you are wise."

"You weren't elected?" The boy lowered his eyes. "Elected?"

"It simply means to be appointed in a certain position because enough people decided you deserve it. If you want to be the leader then you have to have votes. If you don't have enough friends to support you then you are not the leader."

"Oh!" Kioca replied with a grin. "So you were not… elected…"

"No, but I guess that does not matter. Enough with the politics I have had enough with that subject for one day."

"That's good; cause… pol…it…ics… make my head hurt."

Anakin let out a light laugh; something Kioca had hardly heard from the Jedi in a long time. "Mine to, so what do younglings do for fun around here?"

Kioca knitted his brow. "I am not a youngling! Youngling is a baby name! I am a Jedi! Soon one day I will be a Jedi Master traveling all over the galaxy. Fighting off evil will my goal!"

"We fight off evil wherever we go, Kioca."

"So evil is everywhere?"

"Sort of, I guess. In every bit of good there is bad and in every bit of bad there is good. It just depends on which side you look at."

The boy crunched his nose. "So even if I am good I am still bad?"

Once again Anakin let loose a light laugh. His hand came up and ruffled his blond locks. "You read into things too much. Like me."

"Really?"

"You think that is a good thing; to be like me?" Anakin smiled. "Sometimes I don't think so."

"Where are you headed?"

"I am leaving the Jedi Temple, if that is what you are inquiring."

"To go where?"

Anakin tilted his head. "Who dubbed you security?"

"Me!" With a smile plastered upon his face, the boy shot down the hall. "I'll race ya to the hanger!"

Kioca was rather fast for a little guy but Anakin was not about to be beat by a six year old. Besides running was something he was good at. After years of training and battling, one grew accustomed to it. He set his walk into a run.

As Kioca tuned a corner, he smacked right dab into Master Bant. The little boy's jaw nearly dropped. He knew he wasn't supposed to be in this area let alone be running. Bowing, he could feel his cheeks burning. "Master."

"Kioca! I have been looking all over for you! I thought you had gotten lost or something." Her worry was set to cross. "Why are you here? Have you an explanation?"

The boy was dumbfounded. He couldn't tell her that he had been goofing around with Kala for his privileged would be zapped. And at six you didn't have very many. He mulled over an answer; his puppy dog face spelling out innocence.

Before he could say another word, a voice piped up. "Sorry Master Eerin, I was helping Kioca with things."

"Things, Young Skywalker?"

"Man to man stuff, very confidential. I do apologize for taking him into this wing." Anakin bowed to Bant and cast a simple glance to Kioca. The little boy was amazed at the cover and how Anakin could keep his cool. How could a man be so calm in seconds? "If you excuse me, I must be going."

Bant bowed her head in return and placed a hand on Kioca's shoulder. She was not stupid. There was something about Anakin she didn't trust and the lie didn't help as well. She sighed and took the lad with her.