Jedi Padawan Izuku Midoriya, publicly known as Hiashi. From a young age he's been trained in the Jedi arts and is making his Master's proud. When he is tasked with protecting Kyoka Jirou will he be able to adhere to his teachings? Or will she draw o...
It was the first day of College for Kyoka. She woke up, did her routine, and got dressed. She did a few twirls in front of a mirror. Skirts weren't her thing but it was the school uniform after all. "I wonder if Hiashi will like it?" was her thoughts. Her cheeks flared slightly and her heart quickened. She was a girl after all. "My lady! Are you ready for day one of college!?" Called Ashoka. "Coming Ashoka!" She responded. She grabbed her bag and went out the door.
She had no make up and let her hair down so she felt more free than usual. Now she was a girl going to school, not a senator's duaghter going to a business meeting.
"Oh, you look absolutely gorgeous, Kyoka. Shall I get anything before we leave?" Ashoka queried. "No, we can leave. C'mon, don't wanna be late on our first day."
One car ride and hall exploration later.
Ashoka and Kyoka took up residence at the back of the class. It was quite busy. It was filled with future leaders. All of them too arrogant to have bodyguards. "Speaking of bodyguards, where is Hiashi?" Kyoka asked. "You called for me?" Answered a chilling voice. Kyoka shrieked and said, "What the kriff!?" Ashoka was holding her stomach and laughing. "Did I mention he's very quiet." She stated. "Who are you!?" Exclaimed a blue haired student. "No-one important. Back to your earlier conversations."
"He asked you a question, commoner." Said a pink cheek lass. "Jedi Padawan, Hiashi of Temple A3. Her Guardian. Any problem with that?"
"Oh. Apologies. I am Tenya Iida, the Next Duke of West Haron Cal. This is my wife Ochako Uraraka. Pleased to make your acquaintance." He said apologetically. "Political marriage?" Izuku asked. "Yeah heh." Iida replied sadly titling his head down.
Everyone carried on their conversations. "Hiashi, try being a bit more.... I dunno, friendlier. Just a tad." Ashoka pleaded. "Not gonna happen."
Soon there after a blonde with blood red irises arrived with an armoured my behind him. Izuku recognized his friend, Jango Fett. Jango was dismissed by his employer and headed towards izuku at the back.
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"Jango." Izuku said softly. "Good to see you two Hiashi." He replied in his rustic voice. "How's the kid." "With his mother. Boba misses you." "Ha. Wanna get a drink?" "Sure."
"Wait. Arent you supposed to be my bodyguard?" "You have Ahsoka for that." Izuku said confidently. "Damn straight." Upon hearing this he grabbed her by the cheek. "What did I say about using strong language, little soka." "Ow owow. You said not to. Let go." She whined. Izuku did as told and left with a now helmet less Jango Fett. "So you work for the big guys now old chap?" He asked his friend. "Yeah. The Gov gave me the task of guarding Lord Bakugo. The arrogant sunnava bantha is a pain in my beskar." Jango grimaced. "That's what you get for taking the crappy jobs." "So what's your gig here?" "Same as you. Bodyguard for lady Jiro." "Ah, that's a fine piece a work your protecting." "You think I don't know that?" "Sucks to be a Jedi." He laughed. "Yeah. How's Boba." "He's okay. The little punk is excited about his up and coming siblings." "Twins?" "Yeah. "
They continued chatting until they got to the cafeteria. They got some spotchka and sat at a table. "How long have you been working?" Jango queried. "Two days. I'm being assigned as her Guardian..... For possibly the rest of my life." "What! Why!?" "She's of great political importance. She's an excellent diplomat. Has royal blood. Great work ethic and is super smart." "Fair enough." "Yeah. If she gets married well that's a different situation." "I see."
They spent the morning talking about life and their work. Eventually it was lunch time and a school's worth of future nobles flooded the cafeteria. "I got to get to my charge. I'll talk to you later my friend." Fett said replacing his helmet. Izuku did the same to his hood. "Sure thing."
Izuku was about to get up when he was joined by Ashoka and Kyoka. "Senator. How was your morning session?" He asked. "Why so curious?" "No reason. Just curious." "Maybe you'd know if you were there." "Are you upset that I left you?" "What if I am Freckles?"
"Alright you too calm down." Ashoka said confidently. Kyoka rolled her eyes and began eating along with Ashoka. "You're not eating?" Kyoka asked with her mouth full. "No. I'm not much of an eater." "What a shame."
Izuku noticed she was eating ramen. "Allow me." Using he force, he took the chop sticks from her and began floating them in the air. "Take this as my apology for leaving you." He concentrated and levitated them downwards, grabbing some noodles in the process. He raised it her mouth and she went along with it. "Ha. Hiashi feeding a girl. I should tell Barriss and Anakin. "Do. Not. Tell. Moth- I mean Master Offee or Skywalker." He seethed. Izuku continued feeding Kyoka until the plate was empty. He used the force to clean the area and move the trays to their designated area.
"Thank you Master Jedi." "It was my pleasure."
Izuku then noticed a spot on her lips. He took a napkin, stretched over Ahsoka and whipped the stain from her mouth. "Hey! That's my job." Ahsoka argued. "Then learn to do it." Izuku retorted. "Thanks Freckles." Kyoka told her Guardian. "Seriously. Freckles?" "Okay then. Green eyes." "No." "Tall, dark and scary?" "Double no." "Oh! Mr Spoon feeder." "Y'know what. Call me Freckles."
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Posted 13/2/2021
Sorry for the wait. Was play KOTOR and forgot to write this
