Okay, wow. I'm way late. Anyways, I still got it! Don't own Star Wars, and this is Obi-Tine.

Summary: Obi-Wan may have been a Jedi, but that didn't mean he didn't have a huge crush on the Duchess of Mandalore.

Rating: K+

Genre: Romance


Obi-Wan slowly shuffled forward, not sure of whether to alert the Duchess to his presence or not. In one hand, the Padawan held a multi-layered flower, red as blood, which was attached to a thorny stem. With his other hand, he scratched nervously at the back of his neck.

Before he could make a decision, the Duchess turned around. She seemed only a little surprised at seeing him. "Hello, Obi-Wan."

The way she said his name was warm and soft and inviting. Obi could have listened to her voice all day.

Saltine waved a hand in front of his face. "Obi-Wan?"

The nervous man snapped out of his daydream. "Huh? Oh. Right. Sorry." He felt his cheeks growing hot. "Um, I, uh, wanted to give you this." He presented the rose, which the Duchess seemed surprised at.

"Thank you." She lifted out of his hand, delicately holding it by the base of the petals. "I'll find a vase to put this in." She walked away, looking for a glass. Obi-Wan hurried out, thankful that it was over.

On his way out, he bumped into his master, who raised an eyebrow.

"It was just a rose," Obi-Wan muttered.

"I know, my Padawan. I know."


Wee, Obi-Tine! Man, I might need to start writing some fluff for them. (Obi-Tine fluff...) Anyways, REVIEW! Please! I need reviews desperately!