Here ya go guys! :D We're going to try to update As soon as we can, but AJSK has exams coming up, so hold on with us. Jedi Kay-Kenobi also has A LOT of exams in May and June and so the following update will take a long while, sorry.
Sam stood proud, "For we are as stealthful as the night, and silent as the shadows that surround you. You can never escape us! For we shall find a way!" His glowing eyes couldn't have gotten any brighter, and it brought great joy to Obi-Wan's heart.
He was about to ask Anakin where Sam's brother was, when he saw him on his comlink at the back of the room. He slowly walked over so that the Knight wouldn't figure out that someone was listening in on his conversation.
"I know Padmé; I'm just going to be a little late tonight. No there are no new scars... Well maybe one... No! It's not that big! I swear! I know you could. I'm not lying. I'll be there around six tonight alright? O.K., love ya."
Anakin turned off his comm. link, a huge grin plastered on his face... until he realized Obi-Wan was standing there with his arms folded across his chest, and everyone else in the council chambers standing, staring at him in bewilderment. "Care to explain, Padawan?"
Anakin's face couldn't have gotten any more red.
"I'm not your Padawan anymore, Master."
"You still refer to me as Master though. Now Care to explain about the Comlink, Padawan?" The Jedi Master was starting to get annoyed at the young man.
"Well, you see the transmitter in the Comm. link sends the message without the use of wires through the air and takes it to the other Comm. link-"
"I KNOW HOW A COMM. LINK WORKS!" Obi-Wan interrupted furiously, his eyes blazing, daring Anakin to contradict him. "DON'T TRY AND INSULT MY INTELLIGENCE, PADAWAN!"
All the colour in Anakin's face drained from imp leaving him a pale white sheet. Angering is Master's never ended well for him. He swallowed the lump in his throat. 'Looks lie I will have more than one tiny little injury after this,'
"Well...You see...Umm...The Senator invited me to dinner tonight...And she wanted to catch up on what was happening...So...That's what that was about..." Anakin looked at his Master's face. It was getting angrier and angrier by the word that he had spoken.
His eyes widened in absolute terror. 'I'm so dead,'
"So," Obi-Wan began, adopting a mocking tone, and trying to keep his face casual by averting his gaze from Anakin, but failing and still holding a deadly expression and harsh glare. "The 'Love ya' part doesn't necessarily mean anything?"
He knew downright it did, and he was going to coax it out of his former Padawan.
"Umm...When I was guarding her back on Naboo, we had code words and phrases... Love ya means that the area is secure." He managed to say. 'Please let him buy it, please let him buy it, PLEASE let him buy it.' He prayed to his so-called-Father, the Force.
Sadly, it didn't work.
"Did you really think I'd buy that for a second?" He asked skeptically, raising an eye brow. Everyone was watching the spectacle with wide eyes full of interest. The room was deathly silent.
"Erm... Kind of..."
"Spit. It. Out." Was all Obi-Wan said.
'Oh, Force! That's his deadly tone! I'm truly, inevitably, and utterly screwed,'
"Can we do this in a more private room, Master?" Anakin pleaded, not really wanting the others to see what was about to happen. Obi-Wan's lectures were not something that you wanted other people to hear.
Obi-Wan contemplated doing it here, to embarrass the disobedient Padawan, but he didn't want him to hate him, especially after all of this that had brought them closer together. Besides, Obi-Wan was too nice a guy.
"Fine," He said curtly, before banging the doors open and exiting the chambers, Anakin in tow.
Everyone stood there, shell shocked. Even Siri was too stunned at the moment to move from Obi-Wan's council chair she had so happily perched onto.
Obi-Wan dragged Anakin to his chambers then threw him onto the bed. "Now what in Sith Spit is going on?"
"Well...Um...It's kinda a long story."
"Well... You remember the, err... time we... all got captured on Geonosis... And you were tied to that pole, whilst me and Padmé-"
"Oh! We're on a first name basis with each other now!" Obi-Wan said with mock delight, as he raised both of his eye brows in is reference to Anakin and the Senator.
"-Well, let me finish, Master," Obi-Wan was silent. "Me and Padmé were in the chariot, about to be brought in, you now before you gave me that REALLY disapproving look and then mocked my ability of getting caught by quoting 'Good job'. Well, we kind of... umm... err... kissed..."
Obi-Wan remained silent. It was scaring Anakin more than a rampage would have. Finally the Jedi Master spoke. "So, you have been keeping a secret relationship behind the Temple and my own back."Suddenly he wasn't so calm. "THAT IS THE MOST RECKLESS AIR HEADED STUNT THAT YOU HAVE PULLED SO FAR!"
Anakin cringed with every shout, wishing for the lecture to be over. Unfortunately for him, it wasn't'.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?" Obi-Wan roared, his yell as if that of a thunderstorm, his temper raising as the rains fell from the heavens and purple lighting flashed violently. Never before had he been so angry or let his emotions get the better of him. "THIS IS MORE RECLESS THEN THE TIME YOU CHARGED DOOKU! THE TIME YOU JUMPED RIGHT FROM THE TWILIGHT INTO THAT SKY STATION TO RESCUE R2! ITS - ITS... MAD!"
Then again, was he to really judge? He had hidden feelings too. Hidden feelings he had only just acted on. Still though. He had placed his trust in Anakin. And he betrayed that trust.
"You betrayed my trust," The Jedi Master stated more calmly than before, hurt shining in his eyes.
Anakin's face instantly dropped. He had disappointed the one man in his life that he looked to as a father. Anakin reverted into the only defense mechanism that he had left, hiding.
"I'm sorry, Master." The light in Anakin's eyes was gone.
Obi-Wan's eyes - that were downcast - flickered to meet his. They still shone with a deep hurt, like Anakin had stabbed him in the heart with his own saber. And it hurt. Bad.
"I'm in no place to scold you though," He began in a low tone, disgrace dripping off it like venom. "For I have let my personal feelings for Siri - Master Tachi, get in the way."
Anakin looked at him, wide eyed, wondering where his Master was getting at.
"But allowing this to happen has made me a hypocrite. I tried to shield you from this. From my previous mistakes. I'm supposed to protect you from them. I've failed you my former Padawan." Anakin could hear the choking on his Master's words, and it was greatly upsetting. Yet he'd made a revelation today: His Master did have emotions.
Before Obi-Wan could react, Anakin had him in a tight embrace. The older Master remembered that the last time Anakin had done this; it had been when the boy was ten. Although emotions weren't allowed for Jedi, friendship was.
"You aren't a failure, Master. I was YEARS behind the other Padawans, but you helped me advance. Now I'm way before them, because of you! When I was Knighted, I felt...alone. I had no one else around me, to help me or guide me. I'm still glad that they send us on tons of missions together. So, NO! You are NOT a failure. You're my Master."
Obi-Wan, suffice to say, was shocked at the tight embrace he found himself captive in.
It took a few seconds, but Obi-Wan slowly wrapped his arms around his former Padawan and returned the embrace, patting him on the back in a brotherly gesture.
"Thank you, Anakin." He whispered. The two stayed like that for several minutes, feeling their bond deepen through the Force. This was a new chapter for them. They shared a deep bond of brotherhood now. "But, it's not my place to decide what happens to you know, Padawan. The council heard your conversation with Padmé. All of them. They must decide you fate."
Anakin's smile faded into a somber expression, as he cast his sapphire gaze downwards to the ground in shame. "But since I have allowed the same thing to happen to me," Obi-Wan continued. He placed a reassuring hand on the younger man's shoulder and nudged him slightly. "We'll face it together."
Anakin lifted is head and met his Master's gaze. The smile returned. "Together," He replied, nodding, face set into a stern expression.
Then his face became downcast. "They're going to kick me out of the Order. I just pulled the greatest Prank in the History of EVER and now they have an excuse to kick me out!"
"If it comes to that, I'll either defend you or go with you," Obi-Wan declared evenly, his face a stone mask of determination.
"Thanks, Dad." He nudged him playfully. "Come on! Time to go terrorize the Council!" The light in his eyes returned, and was brighter than ever.
Obi-Wan's own eyes brightened to match that of the stars of the galaxy. He felt like he was a reckless and impudent Padawan again.
"Lead the way, son!" He declared brightly, giving his "Son" and huge grin.
Anakin ran ahead of the older Master, teasing him with his younger abilities. Obi-Wan wouldn't have any of it. Before Anakin could blink, The Negotiator was a hundred yards before him and soon at the door of the Council room. Anakin eventually caught up.
"Show off." He playfully glared.
"You started it." Obi-Wan pointed out. He opened the doors to the Council Chambers to find it almost completely cleaned. The Padawans were assisting the kinder Members of the Council with cleaning up, while Mace, Yoda, and Ki-Audi-Mundi were nowhere to be found. The only thing that still showed chaos was Adi chasing Siri around the room still.
"Master! It was just a joke! Get over it!" The petite blonde continued to argue as they ran in circles.
"A joke that had Kit hanging on for dear life at the edge of the Temple and me in an embarrassment!" The older Master bellowed, still clearly furious with her former Padawan. Her hand had inched towards her lightsaber hilt.
"Oh, no, Master! C'mon! Why bring the lightsaber into this! It's supposed to be used for defense!" Siri complained, as she still evaded her Master. The blonde Jedi night whizzed around the room in one final circuit, before charging towards Obi-Wan.
"Help me, Master Jedi!" She begged in a mocking damsel in distress voice, hiding behind Obi-Wan's firm body and clinging to his arm.
Obi-Wan stopped Adi from killing his love. "I was equally apart of this. Don't blame Siri, It was my idea to do this in the first place." He lied.
Adi just gave him one of her famous 'not amused' stares. "When you and Siri were younger, you would always take the blame for her mistakes. What makes me think that you actually did this yourself now?"
Panic rose in Obi-Wan. "You remember Qui-Gon used to call me impudent. I was the reckless one who most likely influenced Siri somewhere along the way," He answered levelly.
"Oh?" Adi asked in a questioning tone, her eye brows rising at this revelation. "And are you saying that you were the one who corrupted my former Padawan?"
Obi-Wan felt Siri cringe against him. He received a nudge in the back of his mind from Siri. 'You're screwed,'
He replied to her mental statement with, 'Well and truly,'
"Hmm..." The Tholothian Master pondered this for a second. "Good job, Kenobi." To Obi-Wan's surprise, she bowed. "Siri a needs someone like you. And I approve."
It took him a second to realize that she had just read his mind. "You're not mad?"
"At you, no. At Siri, only a little."
Obi-Wan incoherently with relief, his body relaxing as he did so. Siri peeked out from behind his back and gazed at her Master.
"Really?" She whispered, surprised.
"Yeah," Adi replied, smiling. "But we shall be having a conversation later about spreading false rumours, Padawan." With that, the Jedi Master turned on her heel, and strode off, offering her aid to the Padawans and masters cleaning up who accepted gratefully.
Obi-Wan pulled Siri around him and into his arms gently, holding her close to his frame and burying his face in her blonde tresses, unafraid of the other's staring. "I love you so much," He whispered to her softly, planting a soft kiss to her head for good measure before nuzzling her tenderly.
She cuddled into his chest and listened to his heart beat, synchronicity hers with his. She sighed with as relief washed over her. She didn't have to hide her feelings about him any longer.
Obi-Wan could hear Anakin near him, humming the same taunt. "Obi and Siri sitting by a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
Obi-Wan turned his gaze to Anakin who was standing beside him, arms folded across his chest and an arrogant smirk across his face.
"Anakin and Padmé sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G," He repeated to the Knight, only altering from himself and Siri to Anakin and Padmé. "First comes love, then comes marriage, then the -~"
"Okay, Master, you've had your fun!" Anakin blurted, face beetroot red and eyes glistening with embarrassment. Obi-Wan's glimmered with humour, and he traded a grin with Anakin before turning back and nuzzling Siri once more, his arms wrapping around her tighter, bringing her closer to him to the point where he couldn't bring her anymore closer. After twenty years of hiding their feelings, they could now express them freely and openly without fear.
"I really want to go over to Adi and say that those weren't rumors... You with me?" Siri asked as her bright blue eyes met his.
Obi-Wan just shook his head with laughter bubbling up inside of him.
Finally he let the laughter out in a light chuckle. "Alright then," He conceded, "But don't push her too far," He warned.
Siri pouted, "But that's no fun!" She moaned.
"Well, if it keeps you out of trouble, then I don't care if it's not fun or not." He kissed her lightly on her succulent lips then let her run over to her Master.
"Come on, Old Woman! Master Yoda can lift that chair better than you!" Siri yelled on her way there.
"What! I'd like to see him try!" Adi yelled, stomping over to the chair and trying to pry it off the ground with her bare hands.
"Hump!" The diminutive Jedi Master humped as he hobbled over to the struggling Jedi Master. "Lift that with one finger, I could,"
"Oh yeah?" Adi asked skeptically, planting her hands firmly on her hips.
"Hmm!" The green being replied, nodding his head once. He approached the chair, but before he proceeded to attempt the lift, he turned to the waiting Master. "Lift it with my pinkie, I could!" He declared.
Adi gave him a not so believable glare. The small Jedi's eyes gleamed, and he stuck his pinkie under the chair and...
struggled to lift it, but saw the chair unhinging its self from the ground.
Siri began literally rolling on the floor, laughing. "Hey, Master! You got beat by someone that isn't much older than you and not much taller than you too!"
Obi-Wan closed his eyes and held his temples. The girl really didn't know when to stop.
He marched over to her and helped her up off the floor, only she fell into his arms from all the laughing, and would have doubled over had it not been for Obi-Wan's arms that were snaked around her and locked firmly in place. The Jedi Knight was in a uncontrollable fit of laughter and looked as if she wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
"I'll... I'll just... take her out of here to my room so she can have some time alone to cool down."
"Ooooooooooohhhhhhh!" Ahsoka and Anakin teased in unison, gazing at the normally serene Jedi Master. "Planning on spending some quality time with Tachi are you, Kenobi?" Ahsoka jived, nudging Anakin in the ribs with her elbow softly, making him squirm slightly but prod her back with his own.
"Shut up," He mouthed to the both of them, before turning around and dragging a still laughing Siri out of the council chambers.
He still could hear Anakin's deep Cat-Call echoing from the room. Deciding to deal with him later, he dragged the still laughing Siri to his room.
"Obi..." More laughing. "What's up?"
He stared at her, watching as she still laughed hysterically. How could someone laugh for this long! It had been a five minute trip to his room from having to drag her! Her face was crimson red and was turning a slight shade of purple from the lack of oxygen she was allowing her lungs to breathe.
"You NEED to calm down," He stated, folding his arms and giving her a concerned look.
"I'm fine." She managed to say through more laughing.
He instantly knew what was wrong. Laughing gas. One of the Pranksters must have thought it was funny to add more to the Master Prank.
But why wasn't anyone else affected? Maybe it was when Siri had gone after her Master.
"Siri," He began gently, slowly approaching her, arms outstretched and hands resting upon her shoulders. She shook under them from the laughter, and Obi-Wan felt himself applying pressure on her shoulders to keep her still. "Please keep still, and calm down," He strained. He really didn't want to go through with this. He felt a headache coming on, and he resisted rubbing his temples.
She embraced him and tried to do as she was told. After a few minutes, she was silent. Fearing the worst, Obi-Wan quickly let go, to find that he couldn't due to the clinging woman in his arms. Satisfied that she was alright, he laid her down on the bed, following after her. They lay together, in each other's embrace for a bit before the questions came up.
"How did this happen?" Siri asked as she nuzzled his arm.
Obi-Wan didn't respond right away. He looked tenderly at her with warmth and love adorning his azure eyes. He'd loved her for so long.
"How did I get dragged into all of this?" He asked, not too sure what she meant. She could be asking about the whole master prank or them. "Or us?"
"I know how 'us' happened." She said. "But how did any of this happen. It just is awesome that we were able to pull off the Master Prank. It was too easy though. They have to be planning something." He could nearly hear it but he thought she mumbled that she was scared.
He moved his hand that had lay upon her arm and stroked her hair softly, weaving his fingers through the blonde locks that felt like silk against his skin.
"It did seem too easy," He agreed, a deep frown appearing on his forehead. "But even if they are planning something, how could they be prepared for this? And how could they -"
"What?" Siri lifted her head, a concerned expression on her face, her hand lying on his shoulder softly.
"Master's Yoda, Mace and Mundi left didn't they,"
"So?" Siri replied, not sounding too bothered.
Obi-Wan stared at her, everything forming in his mind. "With them gone, they can plan and execute whatever it is they have planned!" He exclaimed urgently. He shot up out of the bed and grabbed Siri's hand, pulling her up with him. "We have to warn everyone before-" He was cut off as the door slid open.
"Don't move traitors!" Mace's voice called.
Both Obi-Wan and Siri ignited their lightsabers, ready for battle.
"Uh uh uh, Kenobi." He heard Mace's mocking voice. "I wouldn't do that if I was you."
"And why's that?" The now-furious Jedi Master asked.
"Because," Mace said, stifling a laugh. "We have your former Padawan. Or should we say, 'sonny dearest'."
Mace then dragged a furious Anakin from behind the wall outside Obi-Wan's room. The Jedi Knight was thrashing in Mace's iron grip on his arm and cursing at the Korun Master in Huttesse. He also seemed to be trying to break out of his cuffs with brute strength.
"Anakin!" The Jedi Master cried, horrified. He then glared daggers at Mace, his eyes flashing like a lightning strike. "You're making a good Sith, Mace!"
Mace smirked.
"Sith?" A female voice called out from nowhere.
"Oh no..." Mace moaned. That's when Shaak Ti came bursting in again, screaming, "Sith! He's escaped! Sith!" Mace was ready this time, and clashed his purple lightsaber with Shaak's blue.
Obi-Wan and Siri dashed forwards as Mace was forced back, leaving an opening or the couple to escape through. The blocked and parried Yoda's and Ki's blows and grabbed Anakin, using a Force induced run to gain speed. Before long they were retreating shadows into the sanguine halls the sun emitted through the windows.
"When did Anakin become your son, Obi?" Siri asked, very perplexed.
"I guess since he was nine. We just made it official this morning though."
"Can you run any faster? We got to get to My-I mean Padmé's Apartment! She'll keep us safe!" Anakin was able to say as they ran, well, in Anakin's case, dragged.
"Aright!" Obi-Wan said, as his eyes locked onto a speeder in the hanger like an avian oculus.
They Force leapt into the speeder, the screams and shouts of the pursuing Master's pushing them further with the added adrenaline pumping through their bodies.
Obi-Wan set the ignition in the speeder on and floored it, the speeder zooming towards the hanger opening.
"Shut the hanger doors!" Ki screamed at a Temple guard. "NOW!"
The guard obeyed without question and eased at the lever. The doors began to slowly close.
"HEY!" A familiar female voice called out. Anakin glanced back to see Ahsoka, desperately chasing after them.
"Obi-Wan! Cut the speed!" Anakin yelled over the roar of the engines.
"We'll be captured if we do!" He retorted.
"We can't leave Ahsoka!" Anakin argued. "Please dad,"
Obi-Wan sighed and cut the speed. Ahsoka dashed towards them and summer salted into the seat next to Anakin.
"Thanks," She wheezed, her breaths harsh as she puffed for air.
"No problem, Snips,"
Obi-Wan wasted no time flooring it once more. The speeder shot out the hanger doors right before closing as if it was a ship going into light speed.