Chapter 9
Obi-Wan POV
I was so tired, but I couldn't sleep. I kept seeing Satine sleeping right before I left her. She looked so peaceful, so tiny in that big bed all by herself. I hated leaving her alone, but she didn't listen when I told her leaving the order was what was best for both of us. When we were running from the insurgents that threatened her, we had to hide what we felt around Qui-Gon. He had been good friends with Satine's father, and had been around so much when she was a little girl; she'd taken to calling him 'uncle' Qui-Gon.
And he looked at her like a daughter.
I remember one day we were running in particular.
"Obi-wan."
"Ugh"
"Obi-wan wake up."
"Ugh."
"Come on Obi wake up."
"Don't call me that." My voice was muffled by my sleeping bag.
"OI! KENOBI!WAKE THE FUCK UP!WE GOTTA GO!"
"Satine…."
"Yes, Uncle Qui-Gon?"
"Please don't yell at my padawan. That's my job."
"Awww, but it's fun…."
"Satine Marie….."
"Ok, ok, no need to use my middle name, uncle Qui-Gon."
"Then listen when I tell you something."
"Alright, but don't give HIM anymore ammo with which to embarrass me."
My master now turned his attention to me.
"Obi-wan, Satine is right. We do have to leave. NOW."
I groaned. "Why?"
"Because the Force said so," my master said, using his favorite phrase.
"Oh. Let's go then."
"Finally! Took you long enough."
"Shut up Satine."
"Obi-Wan!"
"My humblest apologies, princess. I meant no disrespect."
"Right."
"Satine…."
"Apology accepted padawan Kenobi."
"That's better."
"Can we go?"
"Of course."
Satine ran ahead of us and my master and I started talking.
"Is she retarded?"
"OBI-WAN!"
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Satine stared into the fire, her eyes fathomless.
"I only wanted to protect you."
"Protect me? You murdered that man, obi-wan. How is that supposed to help me? Knowing that it's my fault that man's family will never see him again. Knowing that I may as well have shoved your lightsaber into his heart?"
"He was a bounty hunter, Satine. He didn't HAVE a family."
"He was a sentient being, Obi-wan. And YOU killed him! How do you know what he had if you didn't know him? Who'm I kidding? Honestly. Trying to convince a JEDI that murder is wrong."
She stood up and started to walk away, but I grabbed her arm.
"Where are you going?"
"To find Qui-Gon."
"He told you to stay here."
"I don't care."
"Satine, please don't make this harder than it already is."
"Fine."
"Thank you."
"I'm not doing this for you, Kenobi. Qui-Gon doesn't need anything else to worry about."
"You really care that much about him?"
She nodded, and I couldn't help myself. I kissed her. She just sat there, not moving, and I slowly pulled my mouth away, ready for the slap I knew I deserved. Then she said something that shocked me.
"Why did you stop?"
I looked down at her.
"You didn't kiss me back."
She looked down, a blush coloring her face. Then it hit me.
"You've never been kissed, have you?"
Still looking down, she shook her head.
I raised her head.
"That's not a bad thing."
She looked up at me, then leaned forward until our lips met again.
Forgetting she didn't know what she was doing, I licked her bottom lip for entrance. She pulled away.
"What were you doing that for?"
I shook my head and pulled her back in. Thinking she knew what she was doing, she licked mybottom lip, which made me instinctively open my mouth. Her lips parted in a small o, and I took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, groaning with pleasure as I did so. Soon I realized we both needed air, and pulled away.
"Now why did we stop?"
I laughed at her.
"Did you want to learn more?"
She nodded solemnly and I pulled her onto my lap, still laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"You are."
"Why?"
"Because you ask too many questions."
"Oh. Then I'll stop."
"Awww, don't do that."
"Why?"
I laughed again.
"Because it's adorable."
"I am NOT adorable!"
"Calm down. You're going to tell all the bounty hunters on this planet where we are."
She rolled her eyes.
"Kiss me again."
"What was that?"
I froze. I hadn't sensed my master coming back. Satine had distracted me.
"I said, 'missed me again.' Obi-wan threw a rock at me."
"Obi-wan, don't throw rocks."
"Yes, master."
Satine grinned, though whether it was from me getting in trouble for something I hadn't done, or the look on my face when I noticed my master, I had no idea.
"Alright then, let's get dinner started."
"I'll do it, uncle Qui-Gon. You can't cook."
I smiled. Oh, how I missed them. I couldn't stay awake anymore. It wouldn't help Satine anyway. I sighed and fell asleep.