//A/n// so this is really long but I'm very happy about this :)) the pictures were as close as I could get to my mental image, the top is legit spot on!// "I will not get distracted..." you mentally spoke to yourself, "I will NOT get distracted.." you said again with more determination, "I REFUSE TO BE DISTRACTED!" You mentally yelled before beginning to practice with your Master again, Mace Windu. He was a very kind Master and would often teach many things that most padawans weren't allowed to learn until they were masters themselves. And as much as you loved speaking with your Master and training with him, there was another Master on your mind... Obi Wan Kenobi. He was always on your mind whether you wanted him to be or not, he was your downfall... Literally! "Why does he have to be here?!" you saw him out of your peripheral vision, as your master swung his practice sword at you. You blocked it, trying so hard to block out the man in the corner of your eyesight. Your Master, seeing that you were distracted by something or someone else, went for a cheap blow at the legs, knocking you down. Man he is not happy with you. "What could be so distracting, (y/n)?" He spoke down at you scowling and furrowing his brows. "I'm sorry, Master. I have a lot on my mind..." you weren't lying but you weren't truthful either, he could sense it. "Well, Whatever is prohibiting you to put all your focus on me, while I am training you to be a Jedi Knight, better find it's way out of there! Got it?" He raised his voice at you. You weren't the one to cry over things like this, not anymore at least. However, it would come back and slap you on the ass later. Once again... literally.. it will slap you on the ass. You sighed and smiled nervously, "Yes, Master Windu. I'm sorry to be so easily distracted... I do not mean to upset you." "If you're so sorry, then fight for the right to be forgiven..." he raised the fake saber again. You were still on the ground when he raised his saber, "it's on... Master." You jumped up and shook off all your worries, "let's do this!" You raised your 'saber' and smiled a toothy grin, having all your focus on your Master. "Then..." he paused, "THINK FAST!" He quickly swung at your torso. You blocked it with ease. He then went for your head, blocked, then your legs, blocked again. This was a full out battle... master verses padawon. Fake saber against another fake saber. It was on and continued to go on for another twenty minutes before you underestimated your master and he pushed you back with the force. "Since when did we start doing that?!" You said as your shoes squeaked across the floor from sliding. "Learn a little, padawon!" He chuckled. This is what it was meant by he taught you things, you weren't supposed to use the force in training during saber fights yet, that was supposed to be at the start of your final year, next year... ugg... With that you smiled and used the force to pull him to you and began swinging the saber. Once again being locked into a battle of wits. Left swing, right, right swing, left, Up! Down! You battled for a while before you master spoke up, "very good, young padawon, although you still have much to learn, you'll be just as powerful as Yoda... I can see it." "Oh really?" You laughed sarcastically, "I'll be just as powerful as Master Yoda? That would be amazing and helpful, but..." you sighed, "I won't live to be 800 years old... or at least I hope not." You put your saber on the saber holder near on the near side of the wall. A new voice broke through the voices of Windu and yourself, Obi wan's voice. "Why wouldn't you want to live that long, Young (Y/n)? Don't you want to live a while?" He walked over and leaned on the wall in front of you. Your face lit up, a fire burned on your cheeks and ears, "Damn it, do not show weakness...(y/n) this isn't the worst that could happen... if I weren't already red and sweaty from the workout then I would be discovered but I am so...I'm fine." "No... not really," you smiled at the man, "why watch everyone you know and everything you love die for the price of life? To me... well... that just seems like hell. I couldn't stand to live without my friends or any other people in my life. It would kill me." You sighed and maneuvered around Obi wan, trying not to show any sign of embarrassment on your face, leaving Obi Wan leaning against the wall in a flustered mess of confusion, "Master, May I return to my chambers for the day?" You spoke fast, your embarrassed face was becoming more noticeable. "Sure thing." He spoke warmly and sighed, he was also quite exhausted from the workout. "Thank you, Master." You turned on your heel and walked out of the training room. "The coast is clear... MAKE A BREAK FOR IT!" You mentally yelled and began running to your room which was only a few minutes down the hall to the left. You didn't want Obi Wan to come after you or talk to you like he normally would, you needed to stay away from him, for your sake. Although you loved him, you could never be together, the Jedi Code strictly prohibited it. You must not get attached to those who are detachable... it was far too late for you and deep down you know it but you didn't want to admit it, not yet... Once in your room you closed the door and locked it. You were the person that never wanted to leave their bedroom door open, privacy was a big thing for you. Although the Jedi chambers weren't anything amazing, they weren't horrid either. In fact they were quite nice. It had large windows that overlooked the city where the Jedi temple was built, gorgeous view and no one could see inside unless they were literally on the glass but who would climb 37 stories to loom through your window?
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Silver walls and dark sheets that felt like silk when touched but kept warm like ton-ton fur ((Lol)). You loved your room to death, it was one of the many reasons you really liked it at the temple. You yawned a little, "What time is it?" You looked at the clock, 7:57 pm, "man... I've been training forever." You hadn't looked through your entire home, you always assumed it was empty, that no one was there, this time.. you were wrong...of course. You began walking to the bathroom which was on the other side of your bedroom, stripping clothes off as you went. Shirt in the kitchen, shoes in the living room, pants in the hallway. You always kept your underwear on no matter what, it wasn't to come off until you were in the bathroom. The door was open to your bedroom, of course you paid no attention to it since all you wanted was a warm shower and a good night's sleep, that's where you wanted to be... shower then bed. You were mumbling as you walked into the bedroom, not looking at the bed, but instead at your dresser, pulling out a fresh pair of underwear. "Man, I can't let him keep getting to me... the Jedi code forbids that I get attached to anyone who can be lost, strictly forbids it! Plus..." you paused "Obi wan is a master and he doesn't have any interest in me whatsoever! I need to forget my feelings and...whatever..." You sighed and turned around to face the bed, "Oh...my god..." your face turned bright red as you stared into the eyes of, guess who?! OBI WAN KENOBI! "Master Kenobi! What are you doing here?!" You tried to cover your body with your hands, it was far too late for any of that. He did nothing but stare longingly at your body, "Just...just call me Obi Wan, (y/n)..." he was basically drooling, "...(y/n)... wow..." he stared in awe at the beautiful woman before him, "you're so-" "Gross! I know! You're the one who walked in here!" You screeched and blushed even harder. "Let me finish..." he spoke roughly and stood up from his spot, walking towards you, "you're so.." he gently wrapped his arms around you and gently cupped you ass in his large hands, "so..." the other hand went to your upper back where your bra hooked, "so beautiful.." he took his chance and gently moved his hand from your back to your face, caressing it softly, "and sexy..." he slowly brought your face closer to his and lightly kissed you, just to test if what he was doing was okay. You retaliated by wrapping your hands around his neck and running your fingers through his blonde locks on the back of his head, deepening the kiss. After a few seconds you pulled away, both of you trying to catch your breath, "Obi Wan..."
