The Lure of the Jedi

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Only George Lucas does. Oh well, it’s not our fault that we want to have a little fun with them. Ok, it is. Well, the plot is mine. Yeah, that’s it.

When Anakin and Obi-wan returned to their rooms the next night, Obi-wan quickly shut the door.
“Anakin, we need to have a little talk.”
Anakin sighed inwardly. Obi-wan’s “little talks” were always extremely long and usually very uncomfortable. “Please, Master, not again.”
“Anakin, you have been a full Jedi Knight for two years. You don’t have to call me master all the time anymore.
“What else am I supposed to call you?”
“Obi-wan.”
“If you would like, Master.”
Obi-wan shook his head.
“Anyway, Anakin, I couldn’t help but notice the way you looked at our assigned assistant this morning.”
“She was pretty,” Anakin said while he thought, *she reminded me of Padmé.*
“Yes, but you didn’t have to act on it!”
Anakin looked hurt. “I didn’t! She advanced on me and I turned her down!”
Obi-wan sighed while he rubbed his forehead. “Yes, Anakin, I understand. But you shouldn’t have encouraged her.”
“I didn’t!” Anakin replied. The hurt creeping into his voice made it come out a little higher than he meant.
“Yes, I’m sorry. However, you must understand that you’ve grown into an attractive young man and women are bound to notice you. You simply have to choose not to notice them back.”
“So I’m now supposed to ignore any women we meet, is that it, Master?” replied Anakin, choosing to ignore Obi-wan’s comment about the young man he had become.
“No! Of course not! Oh…you know very well what I meant!” Obi-wan mentally berated himself for rising to Anakin’s bait. “Just, please, practice more restraint in the future.”
“Yes, Master.”
Obi-wan nodded and sat down on the couch. Anakin sat down as well.
“Master, may I ask you a question?”
Obi-wan nodded tiredly as he leaned back and closed his eyes.
“Why aren’t male Jedi allowed to have female Padawans and the other way around?
“Because the last time that happened, the two Jedi in question ended up leaving the order and eloping.”
"And they aren't worried about people of the same gender ending up together?"
"Apparently not." Obi-wan wondered if Anakin was getting suspicous of his feelings.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes before Obi-wan spoke again.
“Anakin, it’s not as if you are the first Jedi to have these feelings.”
Anakin groaned.
“Including me”
“You, Master?” Anakin said in a tone of mock shock.
“Yes even, stop snickering, even me. You may not know, no you definitely wouldn’t know, that I was a somewhat troublesome Padawan myself.”
“Were you, Master?” asked Anakin in a slightly bored tone as his eyes closed.
“Yes. And one misdeed that Qui-gon covered up for me was when I slept with a woman on one of our missions.”
Anakin’s eyes snapped open.
“You, Master? You’ve…had sex?” Anakin asked in shock.
“Yes. And I was treated to a great deal of meditation on what I’d done and a very long and disturbing lecture from Qui-gon.”
“If it was Qui-gon, it couldn’t have been that bad.”
“Oh, but it was. He told me about a woman that he met while he was a Padawan. When he said that he couldn’t sleep with her, she decided to show him some new uses for his lightsaber.
Anakin wrinkled his nose.
“That is disgusting!”
“Yes, and he went into a great amount of detail. So you are getting of easy.”
Anakin nodded in agreement. Obi-wan all of the sudden became keenly aware of the closeness of Anakin’s body.
“Anakin, why don’t you go get ready for bed? I’ll be in in a minute.”
Anakin nodded and entered the bedroom.
Obi-wan tried composing himself before following Anakin into the bedroom. He had been hoping that the talk would provide him with an opportunity to tell Anakin about his feelings. He hadn’t been able to work up the courage, however. Nor could he tell Anakin that he had been jealous of the way their assistant looked at him. Obi-wan sighed. It was useless to meditate at this point in time. He entered the bedroom and paused at the sight of the bed. Anakin was shirtless as usual, but the covers stopped at his waist. The dim light through the window picked out all of the definition on Anakin’s upper body. Obi-wan forced himself to tear his eyes away from Anakin. He stripped off his shirts and slid into the bed. Soon he fell asleep.

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