Warning: I don't know what's gotten into me, but this chappie is slightly more…. Sexually charge then any of my others. It's nothing too graphic, but there's a lot of openness and innuendoes. I really don't know why, but I wanted to be dirty today.
Apathy Is Easier Then Empathy
Reviewing the story in his mind, Obi-Wan still couldn't accept it. It was strange, it was irritating and infuriating, and he couldn't wrap his thoughts around it in a logical manner.
Familiar blue eyes continued to watch him curiously. "So you're a friend of my dad's?"
"Yes," Obi-Wan said. He was sure that he was scaring the child, the way he was staring at him, but he couldn't help it. The resemblance was eerie. "A friend."
"I don't know how long he'll be gone, but you can wait with me if you want."
Obi-Wan had intended to find Xanatos at his apartment that night, preferably alone, but instead he had walked in to find a young child.
"Hi?" The boy, he couldn't have been more then nine, had said nervously. Obi-Wan couldn't blame him, if he was alone and a strange man walked in he'd be nervous too.
"Hi," he had responded in confusion.
They had stared at each other for several moments before the boy spoke again.
"Who are you?" He had large blue eyes that Obi-Wan had seen many times, but this child had a different aura in his. An innocent one.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi," The Jedi had answered. "What are you doing here?"
The story that had followed put Obi-Wan into his present dumbfounded state.
"Alright, I'll wait with you," Obi-Wan said uncomfortably, sitting down next to the boy. He was driven to stay half by his need to confront Xanatos, and half by his curiosity with this boy who claimed to be his lover's illegitimate child. Besides, kids shouldn't be home alone on Coruscant, no matter the district.
"Do you like holovids?" The boy asked grabbing up his pack.
"I do," Obi-Wan replied. "Where are you usually? I haven't seen you here before."
"Telos. Look, I have the new one with Ghony Qiara."
Obi-Wan could see that he wasn't going to get many answers from him, and relented to watching holovids with unnecessary violence and actors he couldn't name. But the smiling boy knew enough for both of them, and Obi-Wan was content to just be the seemingly lonely child's companion.
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The door slid shut behind him, and Xanatos sauntered into the dark room. The only light in his sitting room came from the blue glow of a holovid; however, the glow outlined one more shape then he expected to see.
"Obi-Wan," He said, surprised.
The Jedi was lying sprawled across the rest couch, Xanatos's young child asleep on his chest. Obi-Wan was glaring up at him.
"I see that you've met my son," Xanatos said, smirking and lifting the boy off. "I also see that he took a liking to you."
"He's a good kid," Obi-Wan said. "Far too good to be left alone for hours at a time."
Xanatos shrugged and carried the boy to the guestroom, laying him down on the sleepcouch. He closed the door behind him and returned to the living room.
"I can't be expected to watch him all the time."
Obi-Wan felt his mouth drop open shock. "Did you really just say that? He's your son, and he lives on Telos, whereas you spend most of your time here. You should want to be around him, especially since, and of course, this is solely based on my assumption, but I doubt that you ever go out of your way to go see him."
Xanatos lifted an eyebrow and crossed his arms in indignation. "Then I should move to Telos to be with him all the time, is that what you think?"
Sighing, Obi-Wan glared at his lover. "That's not what I meant, and you know it. Where does this insatiable need to twist what people say come from?"
"I wasn't twisting anything. You obviously think I need to spend more time with him, but once again that's just your preaching. I'm sure that you don't want to mess with him being here all the time, and you don't want me to go there. I know this because you and I have a similar problem: we're selfish."
"My entire life is devoted to helping others," Obi-Wan snapped.
"Yes, but rarely at your own expense. Is heroism still valiant when it's performed for personal gain?"
"Stop it," Obi-Wan ordered. "I'm not going to play your head games."
Xanatos smiled suggestively. "You know that you love my head games."
"And now you're trying to distract me," Obi-Wan accused.
"What are you really angry about?" Xanatos demanded. "That I'm not a good father, or is it that you're afraid there's someone on Telos more important to me then you?"
"He's your son, he's allowed to be important. He has more of a right then me."
Xanatos walked forward and cupped Obi-Wan's cheek, all the while smiling wickedly. "I wasn't talking about him, I was talking about his mother."
Obi-Wan felt his face redden. "That's not what this is about."
"Oh no? You wouldn't want me to go spend time with him on Telos because it would put me directly in the path of my ex-lover, and you know it."
"It just doesn't seem right," Obi-Wan said softly. "I think that he misses you."
Xanatos waved his hand dismissively. "He hardly knows me."
"And that's your excuse?" Obi-Wan scoffed. "It seems redundant with the problem."
"I'm trying to keep you happy here," Xanatos snapped.
Obi-Wan shook his head, but he leaned in close to Xanatos. "You're trying to keep you happy; you were right on one front, we are selfish. But you're a little worse then I am."
"Maybe," Xanatos smiled before closing the gap, pressing his lips against Obi-Wan's.
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Obi-Wan struggled to keep his eyes open as Xanatos's even breathing tried to pull him into sleep. His head was resting on the older man's bare chest, and his body heat tied with exhaustion from previous excursions was making Obi-Wan very tired.
"I've got to go," he mumbled sleepily, lifting himself on to his elbows.
"Stay," Xanatos ordered, pushing him back down. "You've still got time to get back to the temple before the great Qui-Gon Jinn notices your absence.
Obi-Wan didn't like the mockery and scorn in Xanatos's voice, but he complied anyway. There were just some things about the dark Jedi that he'd have to accept.
Xanatos mumbled incoherently, but Obi-Wan felt the vibrations in his chest.
"What was that?"
Sighing, Xanatos was staring at the wall when he answered. "I'll try to get him out here more. I need to be a better father."
Obi-Wan sat up, smiling triumphantly. "So what you're saying is, I was right?"
Xanatos rolled his eyes. "No."
Ignoring him, Obi-Wan pulled himself up so that he was propped on his elbows over Xanatos. "Which would make you… let's see… wrong."
"I never said that."
"But you implied it. Ow," Obi-Wan said the last part in protest to Xanatos's sudden tug on his Padawan braid.
"Keep it up," Xanatos threatened. "How will you explain having you braid yanked out to Qui-Gon?"
Obi-Wan glared at him. "Don't worry I've already practiced my 'I was being sweet and innocent and he took advantage of me' speech. Besides, you shouldn't test me. I know things about you that are better kept secret."
Xanatos raised an eyebrow. "I could just kill you."
"I don't think you've said that to me since I was thirteen. Oh the memories," Obi-Wan responded sarcastically. His eyes than drifted away from Xanatos's face. "Back then I never would have believed that I'd be here, with you, especially not like this."
Xanatos shrugged. "I would have."
"Really?" Obi-Wan asked skeptically.
The older man nodded solemnly. "The thought that I'd like to have you occurred to me back then, and when you were unconscious on Bandomeer…"
Obi-Wan hit his arm. "Stop being creepy."
"Desperation causes men to act irresponsibly," Xanatos finished through his laughter.
"I'll leave," Obi-Wan threatened.
"I didn't think I'd ever have you alone again, what was I supposed to do?"
Obi-Wan pulled away from Xanatos's grasp, but the dark Jedi grabbed him again. "I'm done, I promise."
Rolling his eyes, the young Jedi returned to his former position. "You just love to get under my skin."
"And you love to have me under your skin," Xanatos placed his hand on the back of Obi-Wan's neck and pulled him down so that their lips could meet. The kiss was soft and comforting, at least until Obi-Wan bit him.
"Sith!" Xanatos swore as he jerked his head away. He gingerly touched his bleeding lip. "What was that for?"
"That was for thirteen-year-old me."
"I didn't actually do anything!"
"I don't know that."
Xanatos glared at him. "I'm never kissing you again."
Obi-Wan laughed. "I'd like to see you attempt that. You have no self-control."
"I don't need self-control, we don't need kissing for sex."
"Okay, okay," Obi-Wan surrendered. "I shouldn't have bit you."
"I don't believe you," Xanatos said, clearly wanting Obi-Wan to take the apology further.
"I am sorry, see?" Obi-Wan bent down and licked the dripping blood off Xanatos's chin, then off his lower lip. He kissed him chastely. "You'll heal, no harm done."
Xanatos ran his hand down Obi-Wan's spine, making the younger man shiver. "I can think of something more useful you could do with that tongue."
"Really?" Obi-Wan asked innocently before starting to kiss Xanatos's neck. He was suddenly happy that he had decided to stay, and that he still had at least two hours before needing to head back to the temple.
"Daddy?"
The voice pulled Obi-Wan out of his lust-filled thoughts and he quickly detangled himself from Xanatos, grabbing the blanket off the end of the sleepcouch and pulling it up around him.
"I had a nightmare," the small voice confessed as he climbed on to the sleepcouch. The young child then looked at Obi-Wan. "Did you have a nightmare too?"
Obi-Wan glared at Xanatos as soon as he heard the stifled laughter. "You could say that," he told the boy.
"He's my new friend," the child told his father, pointing to Obi-Wan.
"I'm glad," Xanatos patted the now wide area in-between them.
Obi-Wan lay for another hour with them before he left. Being a Jedi met everything to him, but upon leaving the sleeping Xanatos, his arms wrapped around his son, he realized with a pang of heartache exactly what the lifestyle was forcing him to miss.
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A/N: I hope you guys liked it, please review!