FLIP OF A COIN_

Sajana ran her hands through her soft, blonde hair with a sigh. She had finally straightened herself out, taking in what Obi-Wan was trying to tell her. It wasn't her fault. So she agreed to go through with it. So what? She had the power to tell Obi-Wan to stop, but she didn't. Sajana didn't pipe a word. Sajana slowly stood up, quietly made her way back to their room, where she saw Obi-Wan curled up on his side, an arm under his head. There were tears slowly rolling down his face. Sajana frowned and made her way over to the bed, softly sitting on it. She brushed her hand across his face gently.

Obi-Wan opened his eyes, looking up at seeing Sajana sitting above him. Obi-Wan was silent., an angry Force flowing through his Signature. He was stressed at what had just happened.

"Obi," Sajana said quietly and softly, "I'm sorry."

Obi-Wan scowled, sitting up to roll over on to his other side. "For what?" he snapped. Obi-Wan froze, feeling Sajana's small, warm hand on his bare shoulder as he put pressure on his arm that held him up.

"For all the negative things that I was saying," she sighed. "Obi, you're right. It wasn't my fault. I was the one who went through with it. I'm sorry for all the thi-"

"Don't say you're sorry, Sajana," Obi-Wan said bitterly, roughly shrugging her hand off his shoulder. "Go ahead and think what you want. I'm not stopping you from doing so." Obi-Wan sat up and ran his hands through his burnt auburn hair in frustration. He grew tense when he felt both Sajana's hands touch his shoulders gently.

"Obi, please. I'm sorry." she muttered, narrowing her eyes as Obi-Wan stood up abruptly, going over to the window, a hand on his hip and a hand on the back of his neck.

Obi-Wan let silence take the better of him.

"Obi-Wan, come lay back down." Sajana said gently.

"No," Obi-Wan hissed, turning around to face her, his fists balled up tight, his knuckles white. "I'm done with you tonight, Sajana. You can sleep by yourself." With that being said, Obi-Wan walked out of the room.

"Obi-Wan!" Sajana called after him. She was alone in their room, darkness surrounding her. She felt Obi-Wan's frustration as he cursed at himself on the couch in the livingroom. Sajana wanted to comfort him, hold him. Sajana laid down, looking out the window as the rain continued to pour down.

"Damn it, Obi-Wan!" Obi-Wan growled, slamming his fist down on the soft surface below him before burying his face into a pillow, clutching it tightly in his grasp, tears streaming down his face. "It's not her fault. It's my kriffing fault!" Obi-Wan threw the pillow harshly, only to have it land on a chair roughly, making the recliner rock back-and-fourth. Obi-Wan ran a hand through is hair as he leaned back in the couch, feeling the tears angrily fall down his face as he shut his eyes tightly. He looked at the time. 1:35 AM. Lovely, he thought bitterly. Just kriffing lovely. With a frustrated growl, Obi-Wan threw himself down on to his back on the couch, looking up at the dark ceiling. Obi-Wan closed his eyes, an arm behind his head and an arm on his chest, hoping for some kind of peaceful sleep to take him in. Ten minuttes had gone by and he was still awake, able to hear the muffled traffic outside. With a forced, calm sigh, Obi-Wan slipped into a light sleep.

Sajana heard silence fill the apartment. He's finally asleep. Sajana thought and sat up slowly, silent on her feet as she walked to the livingroom and saw Obi-Wan on his side, breathing easily with a pillow clutched tightly in his hand. Sajana summoned the Force as she pulled a light blanket to her hand. She covered him up with the blanket, seeing him shift a little under the new warmth that was on top of him. He seemed to settle more. She let out a silent sigh, gently brushing her hand across his face, bending down to kiss his forehead. With a small wave of her hand, all the lights were off. With one last look at Obi-Wan, Sajana made her way back to the room, leaving the door open a crack.

Obi-Wan's turn to get P.O'd! But sweet ending(: Review, please!