A/N: So two things. One: I made a mistake. Master not Mistress. It actually made a lot of sense in my head to call her Mistress but obviously not to anyone else. So I changed it. Two: Since my brilliant idea of writing the Prologue, I have become stuck for a plot line. The romance is not enough, they need to be doing something...really must work on that.

Much love to wolfbow and Relyan. Thanks guys for my nice reviews, made me very happy. And wolfbow, thanks for pointing out about the whole Master!Mistress thing in a pleasent, unpatronising way. It's changed now, as are some spelling errors.

No love to Elise however. I made a mistake ok? Sheesh, remind me to point out all your imperfections if you ever leave a signed in review.

Chapter One - Jealousy.

The lightsaber's whistled through the sweaty air, buzzing as they clashed against one another, the blue and green forming a blinding flash for a moment.

A turn, fancy foot work, sweaty hands, a laugh and a cry.

"You're peeking Obi-Wan Kenobi!" Ariana cried, tearing the blindfold from her eyes and looking to her friend with an amused smile.

"I certainly was not. I do not need to peek to beat you at duelling," Obi-Wan replied coolly, also pulling off his navy blindfold and flashing a small, rare smile.

"It doesn't matter anyway," Ariana said, pushing a button which made the green tube of light disappear back into the handle of her lightsaber. "You're better than me and we both know it."

"If you feel I am superior then I will be," Obi-Wan replied wisely, mimicking Ariana by sucking the blue laser back into his handle expertly and hooking it onto his belt.

"I know," Ariana sighed, pushing stray hairs from her eyes and wiping her forehead with the blindfold. "I know exactly what Master will say too."

"Must try harder Ariana," the two Padawan's said in bored unison. Ariana walked to Obi-Wan's side and the pair started to leave the training hall together.

Ariana and Obi-Wan Kenobi were now eighteen and twenty respectively, the latter almost a fully trained Jedi Knight.

"I'm not going to become a Knight till I'm about thirty, you do know that don't you?" Ariana said to her friend, swinging her arms by her sides absently.

"If you're going to expect the worst then the worst is what you'll get," Obi-Wan said in his usual mild yet slightly patronising voice.

Ariana pulled a face, turning her head so Obi-Wan couldn't see but he knew his friend all too well.

"You show your immaturity which shows you are not ready for the Jedi Knight title," Obi-Wan added, making Ariana cease her face pulling immediately.

She furrowed her brow. She was not immature.

Ariana opened her mouth to speak but Obi-Wan was saved as the pair of Padawan's came face to face with their Master, Qui-Gon Jinn whom both, of course, admired deeply and would only show up most respect to – which meant no bickering.

"Master," Obi-Wan said, nodding his head in respect as the three halted to a stop in the beige coloured corridor situated inside the Jedi training academy.

"Master Qui-Gon, we have finished our training for this evening," Ariana said, smiling widely at her Master.

"Very good my young Padawan's. Onto dinner, both of you," Qui-Gon said, matching Ariana's smile. Qui-Gon Jinn was an asset to the Force, his tough exterior held a kind and soft personality underneath.

The two Padawan's followed onto the eating hall where they would meet up with fellow Apprentices training within the academy.

"Do you think Master Qui-Gon will put you through to the trials soon? I bet he will," Ariana chirped, picking at her sleeve.

"Master will when he believes the time is right," Obi-Wan replied sagely. "Although I predict sooner rather than later."

"You are incredibly gifted Obi-Wan. When I think about how much better you are than, I feel something...inside," Ariana admitted, not meeting his eye.

"That's jealousy Ariana," Obi-Wan said, somewhat accusingly. "You can feel jealousy? Toward myself?"

"I don't know!" Ariana said shrilly, worrying what effect her words would make between them. "I don't know jealously. But it makes me feel odd knowing you're better."

Obi-Wan remained silent, unsure what to say to such a revelation from his fellow Padawan. He didn't know what jealousy exactly was either but Master Qui-Gon had once explained to him about human emotions and the effects they cause.

"Maybe you should speak with Master," Obi-Wan said finally, still not making eye contact with her. "Tell him of your feelings."

"I can't do that Obi-Wan!" Ariana replied quickly. "Let's just forget I said a thing."

Obi-Wan did not reply, instead he kept his thoughts to himself. To be honest, Obi-Wan was completely at loss what to say.