The Line

by VenusJay

Anakin Skywalker is the Chosen One but that doesn't mean he is perfect and it doesn't mean his Master has an easy job. Sometimes Obi Wan despairs of the reckless youth and they both feel lost. When Anakin has his braid cut off in disgrace, it changes their relationship, perhaps for the better. Stories of their entwined lives and the fight against growing darkness.

3. Teenagers

"Now, the hydraulic mechanisms can be tricky when you first start out. The trick is to-,"

"Bring it right to the tension, I know, master," Anakin rolled his eyes and followed it up with a cheeky grin that usually got him out of trouble. Obi Wan gave him a stern look regardless.

"Anakin, how can you learn if you refuse to be taught anything?"

Anakin laughed with the carefree sigh of youth and leaned in towards the Jedi master crammed beside him in the open topped ship.

"I've been doing this for years!"

"Flying or being stubborn," he raised an eyebrow at his young padawan.

"You don't trust me," Anakin said mockingly with just a touch of paranoia.

"Not in this, I don't. Anakin this ship is much more advanced than anything you've flown before. Far more powerful and you must be responsible when-"

Anakin pressed the power button on the control pad and the ship thrummed with energy.

"Anakin Skywalker, listen to me when-"

He revved the engine with a smirk that infuriated Obi Wan. He was glad that there were few others around them in this stretch of the city. He had almost shrivelled in on himself in embarassment when they had arrived to find another master guiding their padawan through flight trials in this district and Master Kenobi had been glad that the ship was under his control. Anakin's eyes being much more focused on the young lady practicing that they ever would have been on the open sky.

Obi Wan opened his mouth to speak again and gave an exasperated sigh as Anakin revved the engine again but held back a laugh when their was the blissful silence of the engine cutting out.

"I believe that's enough for today," he said quietly. Inwardly he relished the chastised look to Anakin's features given how cheeky he had grown of late. He hopped up onto the front of the ship and using the force he slid his young Padawan along the seat to the passenger side in an uncoordinated manner that left him in a gangly heap. His cry of indignation was drowned out by the revving of the engine as he started the ship once more, smoothly pulling into the sky.