The Lure of the Jedi

Disclaimer: I have no ownership over any Star Wars characters, or their bodies. If I did, well, that would be interesting. However, I don't, so I have to make do with this.


Anakin awoke to the sound of running water. He noticed that Obi-wan was no longer in the bed. Anakin immediately realized that it was the shower that was running. Anakin also knew (from experience) that there was only one reason for a guy to take a shower in the middle of the night. Anakin sighed. Obi-wan had been acting strangely for the past few days. And that talk this afternoon. There had been no reason for that! Anakin had tried hi hardest to fend off the woman’s attentions and had eventually succeeded. His train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the shower turning off. He laid still and closed his eyes. A few minutes later, he felt Obi-wan slide into bed next to him.
“Where were you, Master?” asked Anakin.
“I was meditating,” replied Obi-wan slowly.
“In a cold shower?” Anakin opened his eyes and looked over at Obi-wan.
“Anakin, I can explain…”
“Please do, Master. You’ve been acting strangely lately.”
“Yes, Anakin, I know I have. And I’m sorry. But I’m not sure that I can explain it in words.”
“Well, how can you explain it, Master?”
“Like this.” Obi-wan quickly leaned over and kissed Anakin. Anakin pulled back very quickly.
“Uh, Master…”
“For the love of the Force, Anakin, you can call me Obi-wan!”
“In light of what just happened, Master, I’m not sure I’m quite comfortable with that.”
“Yes, of course, I understand.”
“No, Master, I don’t think you do. You just…you just kissed me!”
“Yes.”
“I think I’m going to need some time to try to process this. I’m going back to sleep.”
Obi-wan sighed and rolled over, away from Anakin. He soon heard the boys breathing slow into the rhythm of sleep. Obi-wan forced himself to relax and he, too, soon fell asleep.
A little while later, Anakin awoke in a cold sweat. He tried not to think about the dream he had just had. Obi-wan had…well, Anakin didn’t want think about that. And what was worse, he had let Obi-wan…and now the physical after affects just made everything worse. Anakin carefully slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
Anakin sighed as the cold water hit his body. The streams of icy water felt good against his warm, flushed skin. *It’s not like I have a problem with sex* thought Anakin. *I mean, come on, I’m married. But that’s Padmé. I love her and, well, she’s a woman. Obi-wan is like my father. I can’t…it’s just wrong. I’m sleeping on the couch for the rest of the night.* This decided, and his “problem” solved, Anakin got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, grabbed his sleep clothes and headed for the bedroom. He was a few steps into the room when he heard a voice from the bed.
“Where were you Anakin?”
“I was…meditating,” replied Anakin sarcastically.
“In a cold shower?” replied Obi-wan in a biting tone.

A/N: Well, I hope that I will have time to write more soon. Maybe if you all review...I'll write faster.