Two Halfs of One Warrior • Obikin/Vaderwan One-Shots

Amarilli

• Summary: Obi-Wan Kenobi is not a good man. He knows it the day he looks at Anakin and realizes his Padawan is beautiful.

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Obi-Wan Kenobi is not a good man.

After the events on Geonosis, Obi-Wan is, admittedly, a little more stressed than he usually is post-mission. He doesn’t feel like he’s cracked, but he does spend the whole first day of the journey back to the Temple hovering over Anakin until Anakin can’t take it anymore.

“I’m fine,” Anakin snarls, pulling the injured stump of his arm to his chest as though protecting it and storming off to his tiny bunk.

Anakin’s been in a foul mood the whole way. An understandable reaction to the loss of a limb, and Obi-Wan feels that failure deep in the pit of his stomach every time he so much as looks at Anakin. It isn’t guilt and it isn’t pity – Obi-Wan knows very well that neither emotion is constructive, and he releases them whenever they wash over him.

But Anakin lost an arm. There are dark rings under his eyes, and a sense of fragility wrapping around his whole being. Hurt, embarrassment, and even betrayal.

“I won’t be seeing Senator Amidala again,” Anakin tells Obi-Wan when he next emerges, though telling doesn’t really describe the defiant raise of his chin or the wobble in his voice. “I bet you’re happy about that.”

Obi-Wan… has no idea what to make of that declaration. Not that Anakin gives him time to respond, storming off in the direction of the food storage before Obi-Wan can get a word in. It is certainly true that Obi-Wan won’t miss watching Anakin make a fool of himself with his painfully awkward teenaged wooing, up to and including the borderline creepy behaviour Obi-Wan is trying to discourage without triggering Anakin’s rebellious response, but he isn’t happy that Anakin is upset. Anakin’s infatuation with Senator Amidala was as subtle as a kick to the face, but his heartbreak is nothing to laugh at.

Anakin is only young. But he’s a good looking boy, and growing increasingly handsome. He’ll have his share of lovers once he gets a handle on his unsettling intensity and obsessive behaviour. Obi-Wan worries sometimes that teaching Anakin the foibles of attachment is a lost cause, but that thought does not befit a Jedi, and especially not Anakin’s own Master.

But Force, Anakin frustrates him.

Obi-Wan exhales. He’s too agitated, so he goes to meditate, leaving his mercurial Padawan to eat his body weight in ration bars if it pleases him.

For once, meditation doesn’t help.

Because that night, for some unknown reason, Obi-Wan wakes from a dream of Anakin kissing him. A garbled and convoluted plot line clarifies into Anakin giving Obi-Wan one of his awkward would-be smoulders, which is funny until it isn’t, because it’s followed by the all-too-realistic feeling of Anakin’s lips. Such a dream would be bad enough on its own, if it were followed only by confusion and disorientation and a baffled wondering as to where that whole thing came from.

But it gets worse. It gets so much worse. Because Obi-Wan wakes up aroused.

He has an erection. A full erection, from a dream about kissing his Padawan. If the dream had lasted a few moments longer, he might have –

Obi-Wan shoves that thought aside with more force than is strictly necessary. Practically leaps out of his bunk to wash in the tiny fresher, dress, and meditate again, until he’s found some semblance of inner peace.