Star Wars: The Clone Wars--The Chosen One

Chapter Nineteen: Jedi Training and Jealousy

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Anakin dreaded training with Obi Wan the next day, worried he'd cause a scene about what happened the day before. It was strange the way Obi Wan had reacted about it and Anakin had spent most of the day before pondering how he knew about his and Ace's second time.

Anakin didn't want anyone else to know about his and Ace's relationship because it wasn't any of their business. Besides, he knew the Jedi council would be against it and it was bad enough that Obi Wan knew.

I really hope he doesn't do anything, Anakin thought as he entered the training grounds. Alia was standing beside jedi master Plo, a lightsaber clipped to her belt. Anakin smiled at her even though he was confused on the inside.

Plo nodded a greeting to Anakin and he was relieved to find that Obi Wan was not here...yet.

"Master Plo...is Alia your new padawan?" Anakin asked curiously.

Plo nodded. "She is indeed. Very smart and strongwilled. Much like you Anakin."

"Thank you but you give me too much credit." Anakin says, shaking his head with a shy smile on his face.

The doors opened once more and Anakin looked up, his smile slowly disappearing when he saw Obi Wan stride carefully into the training grounds. Anakin met his eyes and he saw Obi Wan staring at him; he was a little surprised when he smirked at him.

"Master." Anakin said quietly.

"Anakin." Obi Wan said in an almost flat tone. "Shall we start training?"

Anakin didn't know there would be anything he hated more than feeling weak but he hated training with Obi Wan. The man was constantly making ominous threats at Ace, who hadn't even done anything to him and the crazy thing was....Anakin now knew he was jealous. But whether it was because Anakin was in a relationship with Ace or the simple fact that he was able to see past the rules and date someone, he wasn't sure.

Anakin slammed against the wall and moved to the side, dodging a punch to the face. He put enough distance between himself and Obi Wan before grabbing his lightsaber and igniting it.

The blue blade extended from the handle and he raised it up, going after Obi Wan with a flurry of moves. Obi Wan blocked all of them and caught Anakin's wrist, hooking his foot behind his ankle and pulling. Anakin fell backwards onto the ground and Obi Wan landed with him, pinning both his wrists above his head.

Anakin lay on his back, his face flushed and his breathing erratic. Obi Wan sat on top of him, pinning him to the ground and smirking. Blue eyes stared into blue eyes--one pair filled with confusion and defiance...the other filled with lust and desire.

Anakin kept his eyes trained on Obi Wan's and knew he was staring at the fading love bites on his neck. His smirk only deepened and Anakin couldn't help but fidget underneath him. Obi Wan was really starting to creep him out.

"They're fading." Obi Wan whispered. "Ace's only claim on you...it's only a matter of time before it disappears completely."

"It's not a claim." Anakin protested. "And I'm not an object to claim. Besides what's it matter to you?"

Obi Wan leaned down closer to his face and said, "Isn't it obvious?"

Anakin stared up at Obi Wan, confusion swirling in his eyes. He gasped when Obi Wan nuzzled his face in his neck, his nose and lips trailing lightly on the skin there, making him shiver. Obi Wan pulled away a little.

"I want you. All of you Anakin." Obi Wan told him.

Anakin narrowed his eyes and headbutted Obi Wan, making the man let go of one of his wrists. Anakin clenched his hand into a fist and punched him as hard as he could in the face. Obi Wan fell backwards, blood flying from his nose.

Anakin flipped to his feet, angry and yet still confused by what Obi Wan was inclining. He wanted Anakin sexually and it seemed to set him off. Anakin wasn't disgusted. No, he was far from that. He was majorly creeped out and was kind of afraid at this point.

"No." Anakin says. "No. You can NOT be serious master. You can't just threaten my boyfriend and say that it's because you like me."

Obi Wan stands up and wipes his nose with his sleeve. "Say it again."

Anakin took a step back. "Say what again?"

Obi Wan grabs his wrist tightly in his hand. "Call me master." He clarifies.

Anakin's eyes narrowed considerably and he yanked his wrist back harshly, glaring daggers at Obi Wan. "I will not do such a thing...Obi Wan." He emphasizes his name to clarify that he would not be calling him anything but his name from now on.

Obi Wan only narrows his eyes in response and glares back at him. "Really? And why not? Because you know it turns me on...or is it because you're afraid to?"

Anakin took another step back. "I'm not afraid. It's just you're being really creepy and I have a boyfriend." He paused. "Look...you do whatever it is you do and I'm gonna go."

Anakin spun on his heel and basically ran all the way to the door and into the hallway. One thing kept going through his head.

Obi Wan was fucking crazy.