Temple Diaries (Chapter 1)

She regarded his naked body laying there in the healing ward.

"Really Master Kenobi," Barriss Offee, healer, said looking up at the master. "You could've been a little easier on him."

Anakin had his eyes closed and was laying very still. If she hadn't been able to use the force, she would've thought him asleep.

"I did what I had to do," Obi-wan said looking at the healer. "He needs to learn what it will be like if he gets captured."

Barriss shook her head in agreement. It was something many of the jedi masters had begun doing. There was a war brewing and many padawans needed to be prepared more thoroughly. This wouldn't be the life they learned about in the temple. It was a completly different game.

"I'll heal him. He'll be as good as new," Barriss said and then entered the area where Anakin was resting. She rubbed her hands together to warm them and then began pressing them to his naked flesh.

Anakin started at Barriss' touch. It felt strange to have someone caring for you when you had just been tortured. "Thank you," he managed to say, but did not open his eyes to see her. He enjoyed her touch and the healing warmth it brought.

Barriss concentrated on the various areas where she could feel, through the force, Anakin was suffering. Master Kenobi had done a number on Anakin's hands. She took the right one in her hands and began to concentrate the force on the flesh and bones. The tendons and cartiledge. She could see it all as though it were there in front of her eyes. She used the force to bind these pieces back together again.

Anakin gripped her hand softly. He had always had a special relationship with Barriss. She was his age and they had both been in several classes together. Their masters were both esteemed members of the council. She knew just what to do to make sure he was in good health. She also knew just how to cheer him when his spirits were low.

Barriss returned the squeeze and then moved around the exam table to the left hand. She once again plied the force to the hand, returning it to perfect condition. She moved on to his face. First touching the bridge of his nose and letting the force flow from her and into Anakin. She felt all the cartiledge and bone return to their pre-torture form. Her hands flowed down to his lips, healing the cuts and abrasions which were there. She could feel his lips curl in smile under her fingers.

"Rest," Barriss instructed a smile forming on her face. She moved her hands further down his body now, stopping at the stomach and mending the bruising she found there. She kneeded the skin, warming it and using the force to see if there was internal damage. Her eyes fluttered shut as though she was peering through her mind's eye. She could see no damage internally, only the bruising. It was easy enough to fix. She tended to the bruising helping blood flow away from the area, leaving little more then a slight yellow tinge to the skin.

Barriss opened her eyes and looked at Anakin. His eyes were still closed and she could see his chest rising and falling. He was well aware of her being there. She moved her hands further down, checking his thigh. And then she felt the damage he had suffered in the groin.

Although she was healer, sometimes with members of the opposite sex she knew, Barriss had a hard time regarding them as patients only. This was one of those times. She knew something had happened to cause trauma to that particular part of Anakin, but she was not sure she was the right person to take care of mending the damage.

"It's okay," Anakin murmured. He had felt her stop and hesitate. "It doesn't bother me."

Barriss felt her cheeks flush. She had not been mindful of the feelings she was letting slip out through the force. It was hard when she was healing because so much of her mind was concentrated on using the force to mend damage to the patient's body. There was little else of the mind dedicated to stopping eratic thoughts from escaping.

"Sorry," Barriss said trying to act nonchelant. "I'm just not used to this whole boy/girl thing since we've all gotten a little more mature."

Anakin chuckled in his throat. It wasn't a vocal laugh, but he knew it would help to ease the tension between the two of them. "I understand," he said trying to reassure her more. "It won't bite you."

Barriss laughed. She truly let out a giggle like she was some amorous school girl. Her hand clamped over her mouth and her eyes bugled. She hadn't meant to make such a noise and during a healing. It wasn't very professional.

Barriss moved her hands towards the inflicted area. She touched very gently and closed her eyes making sure to visualize the areas which might need repair. She was lost in the deep currents of the force.

Anakin felt his skin prickle with her touch. He had goosebumps which rose on every inch of his skin. It was unusual the feeling he was having. As though all the blood in his body had drained and now he was ice cold. He shifted slightly.

Barriss continued to move her warm hands around his member, fixing the pained areas she had found through her mind's eye. Anakin's skin warmed under her touch. She could feel the skin of his thighs prickling in goosebumps. Barriss opened her violet eyes and looked at Anakin. He was still, the rising and falling of his chest the same as it had been. Barriss shook her head and closed her eyes again. She must be thinking things that weren't happening.

Anakin tried not smile. He had felt her eyes upon him and remained silent. Now she had returned to her healing. The warmth from her hands began to spread througout his body. He felt it in his thighs, stomach and finally in his face. His breathing faltering a little as the feeling rose through his throat.

"Barriss," Anakin whispered so only she could hear it. He knew, just on the other side of the two way mirror, Obi-wan was standing and watching. Anakin didn't want him to hear.

Barriss released him and moved up towards his head. "Yes?" she asked just as quietly.

"Please suggest to Master Kenobi that he should go and take a rest while you finish your job," Anakin said, not opening his eyes and barely moving his lips. He needed to be alone with her and not have any prying eyes.

Barriss nodded and released Anakin. She walked to the doorway of the small treatment room. Master Kenobi was seated in a chair against the opposite wall, watching his padawan through the two way window.

"I will be awhile longer," Barriss addressed Obi-wan. "Perhaps you should get some rest and I will comm you when I am finished."

"Thank you Padawan Offee," Obi-wan said and stood. He bowed to her, which she returned, and then exited the small waiting area. Barriss waited to make sure he was not returning. She then made her way back into the small cubical with Anakin. He had not moved, but his eyes were open and looking at Barriss. Taking in every lithe movement the healer made.

"Can you make the window opaque so no one will be able to see us?" Anakin asked his voice breathless as though he had run along way. He could barely contain his excitement. It was extremely hard since he was laying there on the table naked. Luckily, his erection was not pronounced, yet.

"I can," Barriss said and reached for the controls. The two way window turned a frosted white color and Barriss toggled the switch for the door. It swished shut. "What is this about?"

Anakin sat up. He could tell she was confused by everything he had asked her to do. He just had to. There was a drive in him. Something about her at that moment made him want her much more. Lunging off the table, he swept her up in his arms and kissed her deeply. Barriss' body protested at first, trying to fight him off and then she relented. He was so much more powerful then she was and her body was begging for more.

Anakin could feel the roughness of her jedi tunic rubbing against his naked loins. His bulge growing and pressing against her stomach as he kissed her even more deeply. His tongue pushed her lips aside and explored deeply into her mouth. Wanting to taste everything about her. Barriss let out a small yelp of protest.

Anakin did not listen and kissed her even more roughly.

"Anakin," Barriss finally said and pushed him away. "This isn't right."

"What is not right about it?" Anakin asked and held her around her narrow waist. "What is not right about it? We are both jedi, it doesn't have to mean we will become 'attached.' Just let the feelings come to you."

Anakin hefted her easily onto the table he had previously occupied and took her face in his hands. His lips found hers and he kissed her passionatly. Wanting to take in every minute of their rendevous. Barriss settled her hands on his naked chest and leaned into the kiss. It was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted.

"This is right," Anakin said parting lips with her and focusing his blue eyes on her violet eyes. He felt as though he could see into her very being. "It will make things better between us."

Barriss could do nothing, but nod. She didn't know what to say to him. He seemed so carnal, so unable to control himself. Here he stood naked in front of her and he wanted her to enjoy the pleasures he could give her as a man. She was so confused. She could feel tears beginning to well in her eyes. Barriss wasn't sure why they were there.

"Barriss," Anakin said and looked at her. "It's okay! We aren't doing anything that is not natural."

Barriss still couldn't stop the tears and they spilled down her cheeks. Anakin leaned in again and kissed the path of the tears.

"I don't want you to be upset," he finally said and took his hands completly from her body. "It shouldn't be this way."

Barriss wiped her eyes and stared at a patch of wall just to the right of Anakin. She didn't want to risk looking him in the eyes. She knew her body would betray her and all he would have to do was ask. She was afraid he could sense the dicotomy inside her. Wanting to be with him, but hating herself for the thought.

"So what do we do?" Barriss asked in a whisper, afraid her normal voice would shatter the room.

Anakin shrugged. He wasn't sure, but he thought she was tempted. Tempted to take the pleasures he knew he could give her. His mind focused harder to try and sense what she was feeling. He couldn't. She was very good at shielding herself from others' probes.

"You tell me," Anakin finally said, breaking the silence between them. His eyes never left her. Although she stared off to his right, he felt the need to continue to look upon her. Noting that breaking contact would give her the upper hand. "What do you want?"

Barriss swallowed hard. The tracks of the tears she had cried now just damp lines on her face. He was offering himself. Should she take what he was offering?

Anakin lunged at her, she was unable to react because he was quick. He pushed her back onto the medical bed and without discussion, forced his mouth upon hers. He held her wrists above her head pinning her beneath him. Anakin would not take no for answer. He had decided himself. Anakin didn't need to ever wait for an answer from a woman. He would take what he wanted and leave her.

Barriss gasped for air as Anakin continued to pin her under him. Feeling the fear wash over her, as she thought she would not be able to breathe. She tried to fight him off, but he was strong. He was using the force in a way that frightened her.

Pushing her legs apart, Anakin forced his way between her thighs, sparing nothing to shove his fingers into her. Barriss gasped at the searing pain, but calmed her mind, trying to push the pain away. She looked into Anakin's eyes. They were fierce, almost a yellow color.

"Anakin stop!" Barriss whispered rather loudly. "You're hurting me."

Anakin didn't listen or didn't care. Barriss couldn't tell which. He only continued a fierce rhythm as he pushed his fingers into her again and again. Barriss felt the tears welling in her eyes. She needed to be somewhere else. To escape in her mind and not witness what he was doing.

"I will not stop," Anakin finally rumbled as he leaned his head close to her's, their foreheads touching. "You will give me what I've asked for or you will be punished."

Anakin didn't know what was driving him. Perhaps the cowardice he had show during his torture made him need to act out. To be in control of her and what she would do with her body.

"What do you want?" Barriss asked trying to avoid eye contact with him. She didn't want to see into a soul which was tortured. A soul that was full of the darkside.

Anakin said nothing, but pushed her skirt up around her waist, exposing her skin. His erection was prominant now. The fear in her eyes driving his sexual desire.

He moved to be on top of her, pushing her legs further apart to gain entry. He plowed into Barriss and she gasped. The pain was intense, but the look in Anakin's eyes was of pure pleasure. He rammed her harder and harder.

Barriss eyes welled with tears again. She wanted to beg him to stop, but bit her lip. The sooner he was finished with his own pleasure, the sooner she could get away.

Anakin dove into Barriss again and again with no regard for her or the tears he saw in her eyes. He wanted her. The carnality of the situation proved too much for him and found himself calling out in orgasmic pleasure. Sweat dripping from his nose. He dismounted her.

Without a word, Anakin grabbed a medical robe from the closet and left the room. Leaving Barriss behind sprawled on the table, tears streaming down her face.