The Bond Shield

by Bleudiablo ( bleudiablo@yahoo.co.uk )

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Catergory: AU, Non-Q/O, Obi/Xanatos

Rating NC-17

Summary : When Ben Lars is sold as a slave to Xanatos Chirya, the pair discover a hidden bond between them and learn that the Jedi order kept it from them.

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Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Obi, Qui, Yoda and the others. I own the plot and don't make any money from this. But please send me feedback.

Notes:
[......] Soulbond telepathy
//.....// Chica telepathy
*....* training bond telepathy

Obi-Wan Kenobi cursed Qui-Gon Jinn, Master Yoda and the entire Jedi society for the fiftieth time since he had been caught. Master Yoda had trained him, and got others to train him but by his thirteenth birthday no-one had claimed him as a Padawan and even after all the effort he had put in Master Yoda hadn't wanted him. At thirteen he had the same level training that most Padawans didn't have until they sixteen/seventeen but what did that matter in the Agricrops.

Now at seventeen he was a thief for hire. After spending three weeks at the Agricrops he had got the first transport off planet and to Telos where he had set up his headquarters. He could steal pretty much anything he wanted, using the force however he wanted. He had even built himself another lightsaber, carefully disguising it as a specialised blaster which was why it was still hung on his belt.

Not that it made much difference with him handcuffed in an X-shape to the wall, up for sale as slave. Another hand ran up his legs and he cursed Qui-Gon Jinn, Master Yoda and all the Jedi again, this time adding Lucious Braham's name to the list, the little prat of a man who had double crossed him and sold him to the slaver.

He could use the force to escape but not with all the people and guards around, he could feel the snipers who had guns trained on him, ready to kill him or knock him out, depending on how much trouble he caused. So he just sighed and put himself into a higher state of meditation, hoping that if he was killed then he would at least have the decency to come back as a ghost and haunt Qui-Gon Jinn.

Xanatos walked through the slave hall, he didn't really need any slaves but the force had told him that he had to come. He had been through the pens and stalls but nothing had caught his eye or force sense, the only place left was the hall. The rarer slaves were kept in the hall, strung up on the walls for people to touch and examine. He felt a concentration of the force and quickly located it to a humanoid teenager on the opposite wall. A quick probe revealed powerful shields and lightsaber crystals in the blaster but not a Jedi, like himself the humanoid was surrounded by light and dark force.

Aquamarine eyes opened slowly, staring at him, meeting his eyes, a curious look in them and Yes this was the reason he was here. The slave master appeared by his side, years of experience almost allowing him to smell a sale. "Sor Chirya, you have spotted something you want?"

"Yes," he replied not turning to look at the slave master, reluctant to loose eye contact with the youth. "Him." He pointed at the young man who was at that moment being mauled by a young woman.

"Sor Chirya he's dangerous, I"m sure there are more suitable slaves if you tell me what skills you would like." Xanatos could feel the Slave Master's fear and alarm about him buying the youth.

"Him, I want him."

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the slave master motion to two of his helpers, he didn't need to see the slave master to know that he was scared, he could feel it in the force. Two men approached the youth hesitantly, stun rods out and looks of fear they were trying to hide on their faces. Whatever they expecting him to do, it obviously wasn't to step away from the frame, roll his shoulders, stretch in a way that only someone with Jedi training could then walk to Xani's side, never loosing eye contact until he had to so he could take his place just to Xani's right and behind him.

On the way back through the pens he stopped suddenly when he spotted a familiar face, only Force enhanced reflexes stopping his new acquisition from walking into his back. His master was stood staring at him, obviously working undercover as he was dressed in leather and it was the only way you could shoe horn his master out of Jedi robes.

He smiled pleasantly at the Jedi Master but knew the older man would be able to feel his hate and anger through the force.it took him a few seconds to realise he wasn't alone in his hate and anger, his new slave's own hate and anger was aimed at the Jedi. Interesting, he thought and carried on walking, the teenager at his back. He could feel the younger man's force sense sweep out around them, looking for threats, glad the younger man didn't sense him as a threat.

It was a quite journey home, the two men just sat in his car, facing each other with small smiles on their faces. Xani hoped the reason the younger man was being so quiet was because like him, he could feel the rightness of them in the force.

Xani led them to his sitting room and they took seats opposite each other.

"Who are you?" The blue eyed boy asked once they were alone again after a servant had bought them drinks.

"Xanatos Chirya," he answered and started slightly when the teenager slithered to the ground, holding his stomach as he burst out laughing. The only reason he didn't get angry was because he could tell it was hysterical laughing rather than funny laughing.

It took a few minutes for the boy to pull himself back together so that he could sit back up and meet Xani's eyes without a relapse.

"What is so funny and what is your name?"

"Ex-initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi but you can call me Ben and it's the fact that we could form our very own club, the promising initiates that Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn screwed over. He was my last chance to be a Jedi, to be more than a gardener and he rejected me, a bond had started to form between us with no help on our sides ..." and he slammed up mental shields so thick that a herd of wild banthas couldn't have broken down.

Xani could still feel scar from where he had ripped out his own training bond and automatically reached out to Ben, surrounding his shields, finding the weak spot where bonds were formed. Master Yoda had always called it the 'sticky" place on his shields, he plunged into the weak spot. A bond sprang to life between them, the two men stared at each other in confusion, they hadn't formed it, it had already been there. Suddenly something broke, their minds were flooded with memories, the bond sprung to full life and they remembered.

11 years earlier ...

Xanatos walked through his favourite garden at the temple, he had a free hour before his next class and knew the garden would help him relax. He was a class rotation, catching up on his mandatory school work that he couldn't do on the move with his Master. He had been Qui-Gon Jinn's Padawan for seven years now and knew that he was starting to have problems with his Master.

He stopped when he heard a voice, frowning in anger, he had come here to be on his own and was upset about someone else finding his private place violated. He knew that other people had to go there but it was the first time he had been there at the same time as anyone else and it was annoying.

The voice sounded young and was obviously talking to an animal as he heard no reply, it was someone strong in the force. Xani looked past a tree and saw a young initiate by the pond. He looked about six/seven, dark blonde hair with red highlights cut into an initiate style and wearing initiate robes or nearly wearing them. The boy was only actually wearing leggings and an inner tunic, his outer tunic, boots , socks and belt were all in a pile on the ground and by the looks of it he had been paddling in the pond.

Now he was sat talking to a Chica, Xani was amazed, Chica rarely allowed humanoids near them never mind touch them. That was one the reasons he liked the garden so much, he was allowed to touch the Chica, they liked him but kept the garden empty most the time. Because so few people were allowed to touch them and they scared so many, very few people went there. From what he could hear the young boy was telling the Chica about his day while stroking the animal's neck, back and wings.

He used the most subtle probe he knew to see if the boy had any bonds, it was unusual for such a young initiate to be out on their own.

Obviously it wasn't subtle enough, the blonde head flicked up and aquamarine eyes met his, "Hi I"m Obi-Wan, this is Robi, who are you?"

"Xani," he told the boy and walked over to the pair, stroking the Chica. Obi-Wan's face broke out into a face splitting smile and Xani couldn't help but smile back at the boy who looked ridiculously happy about Xani stroking the Chica. "How do you know his name is Robi?"

"It isn't but that's the closest Basic word, his real name is ..."

Xani blinked, the sound that had come out of Obi-Wan's mouth, had sounded like nothing he had ever heard before, it sounded more like an animal's call. "how do you know?"

"Robi told me," he explained and Xani felt him reaching out to form a friendship bond. He had had only a few of these bonds as an initiate, finding revulsion at the bond, at another child in his mind. The bonds had only ever formed when he knew someone very well and had formed on its own. But he found himself reaching for the young mind, finding the 'sticky" patch at the same time as Obi-Wan did. They touched and twirled together, the bond formed then kept forming, before either of them could react the bond strengthened then got deeper. The force swirled violently around them for nearly a minute before it suddenly settled and it went perfectly quiet.

[What happened?] Obi-Wan asked, automatically using mind contact, even though he would have never used it before, normal friendship bonds didn't allow telepathy.

[The bond isn't a friendship bond, it's stronger, deeper, a soulbond.]

The bombarge of emotions he received were confusing, confusion about how it happened, happiness at finding a soulmate, concern about his teacher's reaction and the need for physical contact. It was natural to pull Obi-Wan onto his knee and reassure him over the bond that everything would be okay.

He could hear something strange in the corner of his mind, like an animal calling to him, [What is that?] he asked, indicating the sounds he could hear.

[Robi.] Obi-Wan replied, Xani felt one of the boy's internal shields drop and a filter take its place, then suddenly there was another voice in his head.

//Obi what happened? Seen him before, nice, he friend...// It was a ramble of thoughts and questions that Obi-Wan was doing his best to answer and assure. He looked down at the Chica sat between them and realised the young boy had a bond with the Chica. Just like he did with his other friends Obi-Wan had formed a friendship bond with it. He had not only formed a bond but formed a filter to allow him to understand the animal, his bondmate was amazing.

[You're a padawan,] Obi-Wan said and tugged on Xani's braid.

[Yes.]

[Who's your Master?]

He felt a tug on his training bond and dropped his shields, *Padawan what just happened and where are you?*

Xani knew that his training bond with his master was strong and not many master/padawan bonds were strong enough for full telepathy. He had seen this as a good sign and had hoped to deepen the bond after his knighting but now he could nothing in his future except Obi-Wan. *I"m in the Chica garden and I formed a bond.*

*Stay there,* he was ordered and Xani agreed, he had no intention of moving from his spot with Obi-Wan's comforting weight on his knee.

[That was your master?]

[Yes.]

Obi-Wan's happiness flittered through the bond and they spent a peaceful few minutes until his master arrived. Thoughts, questions and answers flew across their bond as they learned about each other.

Xani felt his master arrive and probe the bond then shields slam up around them, cutting off there bonds but the one they had between them. [What's going on?] Obi-Wan asked and Xani could feel his fear.

[I don't know,] he replied and held the younger boy tighter, comforting his bondmate to the best of his ability. He had feeling he had done something very wrong but didn't know what it was, he had a bad feeling that it was about the bond and his serene master was pissed.

He stood up, holding Obi-Wan on his hip, his bondmate held to his neck with one strong arm and the other cradled Robi between them. They faced his master and Xani felt Obi-Wan's amazement at the sight of the tall Master. His master was very impressive with his long, thick brown hair and beard, so very tall, especially to Obi-Wan's small size.

"Healers now," Qui-Gon ordered, nearly snarling and marched them out of the garden, the Chica leaving after a verbal order from Obi-Wan, surprising Qui-Gon. An hour later they were left alone in an examination room, his master's shields still surrounded them, cutting them off from everyone but each other. The bond and their minds had been poked and prodded, leaving them both feeling tired, battered and irritated.

[Xani what is going on?]

[I don't know but I think we need to hear the conversation they're having.]

He felt Obi-Wan's agreement as the boy jumped from his place on Xani's knee. As soon as the healers and his Master had left, Obi-Wan had moved from his bed to the safety of Xani's arms. Obi pulled a seat to the console and kneeled on it to work at the terminal, Xani watched the boy's hands fly over the keyboard and in less than minute he could hear familiar voices, his master, Master Yoda and the head healer, Master Roche.

"It's definitely a soul bond Master Yoda," Master Roche said and Xani got the impression from Obi-Wan that this was a recording of the conversation from the beginning.

"Definite are you?" Master Yoda asked.

"Yes, they formed a soul bond when trying to form a friendship bond, it is very unusual. The bond is developed and stable but still young."

"Xani is too angry to have such a young and impressionable bondmate, he is also at to vital stage in his training to have such a young bondmate." Xani grimaced at his Master's comment but felt unbelievably happy at Obi-Wan's automatic response to comfort him.

"Not foresee this did I, separate them we should."

Xani felt Obi's anger and outrage join his own at that suggestion, the door slid open. Obi slammed the system off, pushed the chair away and almost flew back to his bed. Xani guessed the rest of the conversation was about how to separate them, he knew that soulbonds couldn't be broken, even by death, one soulmate would follow the other into death. The three masters looked at them but it Master Yoda who spoke first, "Come with us you will."

Present ...

Xani remembered the dual pain of the council diving into their minds simultaneously, building shields strong enough to block the new bond, shields only the powerful mind of the council could build strong enough. He remembered screaming in pain, at their intrusion and suddenly loosing contact with his new bondmate.

"They said I had Tolian Flu," Obi-Wan said and Xani realised that at some point while they had been reliving their memories, the boy, his bondmate had moved into his arms, was sat in his lap and he was holding the young man tightly. "I was in the healer's wing for ten days, in and out of consciousness, lots of pain."

[They told me a training accident, i was doing unsupervised training in the Chica garden and cracked open my skull. They not only blocked our bond but some memories.] Xani used the more personal telepathy the bond allowed.

[Master Yoda took a special interest in me after the flu, accelerated my training, spent more time with me, I wasn't allowed to go anywhere on my own, I was watched all the time, I had no idea what I had done to deserve such treatment. The day you and Qui-Gon fought then you left him, I went on a sudden three week trip to Dagobah, I didn't even find out what had happened until I got back and a friend told me.] Xani could feel Obi-Wan's pain at the duplicity of Master Yoda. A person, a Jedi, he had trusted had lied to him for years, cut him off from a bond that the force had formed. [No wonder he never wanted to take me as his third padawan, the bond we had started to form wasn't even with him, somehow it was with you. The bond felt like a very, very, very, very, very weak version of this, he recognised it as what it was and slammed up his shields.]

[Qui-Gon Jinn is a cold freak who didn't deserve you,] he said burying his face in the short hair that had darkened to light brown with age but still had red highlights and smelled like the slave pens. [You are beautiful and strong my Obi-Wan but now I think it is time for a bath then bed.]

Obi-Wan agreed and stood up, rolling his shoulders then reaching out for Xani's hand at the same time as he accessed the older man's memories to find out where the bathroom was. Xani felt pleasure race through his body at the obvious ease at which the bond was reasserting itself. If the bond had been seriously damaged or stunted by the council's interference, nothing would have stopped him from storming the temple and killing everyone of the council.

[Thank you.]

[For what my Obi-Wan?]

[Taking such offence on our behalf.]

[You are more than welcome my Obi-Wan.] He squeezed his bondmate's hand and allowed Obi-Wan to take charge, sensing that the younger man needed to be in charge.

Obi-Wan led the way to his private bedroom and filled the bath adding relaxing and soothing oils, both of them needing soothing and calming.

Obi-Wan peeled off layers of leather, revealing a lean and well toned body, with faint scars covering his body, the type that all Jedi had. He obviously still did katas, kept in good shape and was very beautiful. Xani could feel Obi-Wan's nervousness over the bond but Obi-Wan didn't stop. He undressed Xani, stroking calloused fingers over his body as it was revealed, admiration and lust coming over the bond. Xani fought his erection at just having a naked Obi-Wan near him but only half managed settling at half hard.

Obi-Wan said nothing just smiled shyly and led the older man into bath, arranging them so he could sit between Xani's knees, leaning on his chest and pulling his arms around Obi-Wan's chest. The physical contact made the bond strengthen rapidly by the second and the need to consummate it started to increase slowly.

[What did you do after arriving at the Agricrops?] He asked interested in what his bondmate had gone through to get away and to Telos.

[I was there three weeks and got the first transport off planet that I could-]

[I know it was the middle of nowhere but were you really so cut of from the universe that there was only a transport every three weeks,] he joked.

Obi laughed but he guessed that something else had happened, [It was ridiculous, transports are normally every four to five days, it was just one thing after another. The first time, I had my bag packed, taken everything that could be useful or I could sell, I was on the ship in hiding, ready to leave and the ship's thrusters broke for some unknown reason. For some reason I was drafted in to help fix it and was then detained by the manager, quizzing me on my skills so I missed that one and the next one while he was doing it.]

[Next was the paint that fell on my head, I got on the next one, only to get off again before it left to save a little girl who tried to get on, the effort would have killed her so I got off to save her. Fourth attempt, I got the little girl on and fifth time lucky I managed to leave and come here, I haven't left since.]

Obi-Wan snuggled further into his bondmate, holding Xani's arms tighter around him, not that Xani could hold him much tighter. He knew he was already holding him tight enough to nearly cut off the circulation of blood to Obi-Wan's lower body but Obi-Wan wasn't complaining.

[It was the force, finally bringing us back together.]

[Probably,] Obi-Wan replied and wriggled again, Xani moaned lightly and lost the fight against his erection, hardening against his bondmate's arse.

Obi-Wan turned over and straddled Xani's thighs, erections banging against each other, making both bondmates moan. Xani felt a confliction of emotions over the bond, passion, lust and nervousness. [What's wrong?]

[I"ve never... never had....]

[Sex,] he offered kindly. he felt anger from Obi-Wan over the bond and held the younger man tight when he tried to get away. Obi-Wan was struggling but not really trying to escape and he finally settled back down, leaning forward with his forehead against Xani's shoulder. He put one finger under Obi-Wan's chin and lifted his head until he could meet blue eyes, [I"m sorry.]

[I know and I have had sex, the first time was actually the pilot on the ship here, she found me and said I had to work my way in her bed. I"ve just never been with a man before, I"ve never even been attracted to a man before.]

Obi-Wan leaned forward and kissed him, Xani tasted the firm lips, brushing his tongue over the soft lips and easily gaining access. He wasted no time diving in tasting every corner thoroughly, the younger man tasted like forests, strawberries and something uniquely Obi-Wan Kenobi. He was biting Obi-Wan's lip, getting a moan from the younger man, when he realised what his bondmate had said.

He pushed Obi-Wan back and felt confusion from the younger man, [I need to know if you're really attracted to me or if it's just the bond?] he said out loud and to Obi-Wan's mind to enforce the question.

Obi-Wan sighed. "I have never been attracted to a man before but I was to you, from the first second I opened my eyes and met yours. With women their was a bit of lust but it normally felt like I was forcing myself. Kissing has never felt so good or tasted so right."

Xani could feel the sincerity through the bond, Obi-Wan was telling the truth, [I think we should move this to the bedroom.]

He scooped the smaller man into his arms and stepped out of the bath, straight to his bed, laying Obi-Wan down and allowing himself a few seconds of just looking at the beautiful body spread out in front of him like a buffet dinner.

[Just relax my Obi-Wan.]

Obi-Wan just smiled, put his arms above his head and sank into the bed, Xani couldn't believe it, all of this was his. He started at the young man's feet, licking and nibbling on them, sucking his toes until Obi-Wan was begging, moaning and whimpering. A guy really could develop a foot fetish when the body they were attached to reacted like this.

He couldn't bear to take his mouth off the delicious skin, Obi-Wan tasted like sugared Tatri root, one of his favourite candies, he wondered how long he could just taste Obi-Wan for. He looked up from sucking the young man's ankle bone, Obi-Wan was using strong stomach muscles to hold his head up so he could see what Xani was doing. His cock was hard, Xani could only see the underside from where it was almost parallel to the young man's stomach but he could see it leaking constantly. There were tears on the young man's face, the ramble of moans and pleadings in his head formed a stilted sentence, [Please Xani, more Please.]

Xani smiled and sent a burst of love as he worked his way up Obi's leg, reluctant to loose the wonderful taste of Obi's skin. He nibbled Obi's inner thigh and the younger man got even more incoherent if that was possible. After giving the young man's balls a thorough tongue bath, he took Obi's erection in his mouth, just sucking the head. Obi lasted less than thirty seconds before coming in hot spurts, shouting his name and his mental ramble coming to a total stop, laving only silence and Obi's hard breathing.

Obi's back arched then he collapsed against the bed, Xani crawled up his side and cradled the small body to his side. "Bastard," Obi mumbled but Xani could feel the affection underneath the word.

"Thank you but my parents were married."

Obi chuckled, "You do realise that I"m only seventeen, I"m a walking bag of hormones and you were down there teasing me, I didn't know my feet were such an erotic zone."

Xani moaned and pulled Obi tighter, "You"ve given me a foot fetish."

"I"m glad but maybe I should give you something to solve this not so small problem you have," Obi purred in his ear as he grabbed Xani's erection.

Xani moaned and thrust into his hand, "Fuck, I want to fuck you love," he mumbled.

[Please,] Obi moaned into his mind, squeezing Xani's erection tight, the first of many, obviously designed to drive the older man mad.

[Lie on your front, oh god.. we have to do it.. harder please.. that way first.. God.. next time face to face.]

["kay,] Obi said and rolled onto his front, Xani moaned at the loss of warmth on his cock but smiled at the thought of the virgin arse.

Xani grabbed some oil from the bedside drawers and took care to carefully prepare his bondmate, first one finger then two and finally three, all the time keeping his presence in the younger man's mind, filling it with calm.

Obi thrust back onto the three fingers, moaning and whining, "Please Xani," he moaned out loud, trying to push further back onto the older man's digits.

[Now my Obi, now,] he promised and covered his erection in oil as quick as he could so he didn't come. Xani pulled his fingers out and in one quick movement thrust his cock in up to his balls. Both men moaned, groaned and screamed.

[Please,] Obi whined and Xani couldn't help but react to that. He thrust into his bondmate, deep, fast and hard. Pleasure bounced back and forth along the bond, magnifying, making him feel like he was both penetrating and being penetrated.

He wrapped the force around his mate's erection and squeezed, Obi screamed and came, powerful internal muscles pushed Xani over the edge. He collapsed forward, covering the small man and not moving for what seemed like hours but was in fact only minutes. He rolled to his side and pulled Obi into his body nuzzling the side of his neck, quickly following him into sleep.

Qui-Gon Jinn felt the anger being directed at him and swung his eyes around to pin point the source. He felt shock roll through him at the sight of his former padawan and a boy stood behind him, not more than eighteen, he guessed, a slave he had seen earlier on the wall.

Xanatos smiled at him and they walked off, both radiating hate, anger and hurt at him.

"That is Sor Chirya, we have an appointment to see him this evening Sor Jinsa," his assistant said from behind him.

Qui-Gon turned and looked at the annoying man he had found to help him. Alnar Somit was an annoying whelp of a man, that he had found on Telos, he knew everyone or knew someone who knew someone and would do anything for credits.

"I doubt he will know where your cargo is but but he has numerous dealings with the Hiac Quarter, a group I have had never had any luck penetrating."

Qui-Gon nodded, "Does he often take slaves?"

"Yes but they don't often stay slaves, he treats them more like servants." The small man frowned, "But I never expected Lars to walk out under his own steam as a slave."

"Lars?" He asked, realising Somit must be talking about the boy, an obvious force user that his former padawan would no doubt destroy.

"Benjamin Larson, more commonly known as Lars. Thief and business man, he made some enemies and got sold to the slavers. He tried to escape, took down four helpers and three guards before being stunned by a sniper. No-one knows his exact age or history, just if you want something stolen, he can do it."

Qui-Gon let it filter through his mind as they left, their was something familiar about the boy, he just couldn't think what.

An alarm woke Xani, he looked up at the clock and sighed, he had an appointment but really didn't want to get up. Obi-wan was using him as armatures, his face buried in his neck and the bond singing between them in contentment. Obi had obviously got up and some point and cleaned them off as he didn't sticky.

[What is that Xani?] an amused voice asked voice asked.

He stroked down the tanned back, [My alarm I have an appointment, it shouldn't take long, nothing more than an hour. You can stay in bed, give me a good reason to hurry it up.]

[ "Kay.] Obi-wan moved up to kiss him on the lips then rolled off.

[I love you my Obi-wan,] Xani said as he got up, stroking a finger along one of Obi's red and ravaged lips, thinking that they definitely needed kissing again and again and again.

Obi smiled,, [They definitely need kissing again but not now, now you need to get dressed because no-one but me sees you naked, then you go down to this meeting before coming back to bed. You still have a lot to teach me and I am your most devoted student.]

Xani chuckled and pulled his hand back, he dressed quickly then gave one last wistful look at the beautiful body on his bed. Obi was already drifting back to sleep but was awake enough to give his bondmate a small smile.

A servant told Xani that his guests were in the sitting room, he let his force sense stretch out to gently the probe the pair and recoiled in shock, it was a familiar signature, his master.

Obi was happy, he couldn't remember the last time he had been this happy and content, probably not since they had cut off his bond. Another reason to hate the Jedi, keeping him from his bondmate, not only separating them but shielding a soul bond, a bond that could only form with the permission of the force.

Living on Telos, he had of course heard of Xanatos Chirya and had found it very strange that he had no memory of the older Jedi's face, it was obvious now that they had been kept apart. Not many people on the planet knew that Xani had been Jedi, it was something his bondmate had kept private.

He suddenly realised that Jinn probably would have taken him as his padawan if he hadn't been linked to Xani. If he hadn't been Obi-wan Kenobi, the boy who even through thick shields was still linked to his previous padawan, a young man who had turned.

Panic and shock along their bond jerked him from his contemplative state and into a sitting position. It took him only seconds to realise what was wrong with his bondmate, Master Qui-Gon Jinn was in the house.

[Xani stay calm,] he ordered along the bond, [You are going to go into that room, like the calm, cool and collected business man that you are, recite the bloody code if you have to but stay calm and I"ll be down as quick as I can.]

He radiated as much calm to other man as he could, fighting his own panic at the same time as trying to help Xani. He pulled on some of his bondmate's sleep pants, turning up the bottoms so he wasn't walking on them and ran down to the sitting room, all the time trying to pull on a light tunic.

Outside the sitting room, he gave up with tunic, put a sleepy look on his face and walked in, rolling his hips and swaggering slightly as he let the bond lead him to Xani, ignoring everyone else in the room.

He felt passion and lust roll through the bond as he settled on the sofa with his head on Xani's knee, hugging a muscular thigh.

[Where did you learn to walk like that?] Xani demanded.

[A friend taught me, introduce me don't just sit there like an idiot.] He opened his eyes and gave the other two men small smiles, knowing full well that even through the panic, he still had the look of someone who had been well fucked.

"Sor Jinsa, Somit this is my companion Benjamin Larson, how may I help you?"

"A shipment of Dioma serum that my boss purchased never reached him, I was assigned to track it and have been doing so for six days so far. The last I heard it was here, on Telos," Master Jinn explained to them, looking everywhere but at the bondmates.

"How large a shipment?" Xani asked.

"Five thousand vials."

Obi-wan let out an impressed whistle. Dioma was a very popular stimulant, chemically engineered not to be addictive or dangerous and damaging. Unfortunately there was one group or people it was very dangerous for, force sensitives, it dimmed their connection with the force temporarily, taken in large enough doses it could cut Jedi off completely from the force. Long term use could make the temporary dimming or cut off permanent.

But it wasn't cheap, five thousand vials would buy a small planet.

"That is a lot Sor Jinsa, difficult to misplace."

"Sor Chirya I did not loose it, I only have to find it," Master Jinn snapped, amusing both bondmates, Jedi Masters didn't often snap at people.

"I haven't heard anything about a batch of Dioma that large but I will enquire about it, I trust there is a reward for its recovery?" Xani asked and both of them felt the displeasure rolling off the Jedi Master, he really needed to work on his shields, Obi-wan thought.

"Of course there is," Somit answered when Master JInn said nothing but stare at the pair, "Thank you for your assistance, you can contact us here."

Xani took the chip but didn't stand when the others did, he had no intention of disturbing his bondmate, Obi-Wan was very happy where he was.

"Somit go ahead, I"ll be with you soon." Both bondmates felt the force order in the statement so weren't surprised when he left without a word. As soon as the door had shut, Master Jinn spun around and stomped to stand in front of them, "I"m disappointed in you Xanatos."

"That is a familiar feeling master, what else do you want?"

"The boy, he's force sensitive, you can't keep him as a slave."

"I introduced him as my companion, he is not a slave and never will be again but he is mine."

Master Jinn kneeled down and reached out to touch Obi's shoulder, the younger man knew that he wouldn't have let the man touch him but before he had to move, his bondmate's hand shot out and grabbed the Jedi Master's wrist.

"Master he may not be a slave but like I said, he is mine, you may not touch him," Xani growled protectively and gathered Obi to him using the force. Obi settled himself between Xani's legs and leaned back against his shoulder, looking up to stare at Master Jinn.

The Master stared at them, Obi wondered if he had guessed who his last padawan's companion was yet.

"Ben can you talk?"

"Of course Master Jinn."

The Jedi Master managed to control his facial reaction but not his surprise through the force. "You know who I am?"

"Master Qui-Gon Jinn, Jedi Master."

"You don't have to stay here, I can take you away from him."

Obi-Wan met Jinn's eyes and stared at him, when he spoke his voice was the coldest he had ever managed and he had managed to scare some of the scariest people on the planet. "Master Jinn I wouldn't leave with you Xani was the type of person who beat me with a stick every night just to get his kicks, my pride only allows me to be rejected once. But as Xani is not a bad person and I know he would never hurt me, there is more chance of Master Yoda wearing a pink robe to a council meeting and singing a duet with chancellor Palpentine than me leaving Xani."

Master Jinn gave them one last stare, this time one of confusion, stood up and left without another world.

[You would really never leave me?] Xani asked him, stroking fingers down his bare sides.

[Never,] Obi confirmed and turned his head to kiss his bondmate.

Xani caught his mouth in a rough kiss, biting and sucking at the still red lips, making both men glad of Jedi training which meant they didn't have to breathe for a very long time.

When they finally broke apart to breathe, Obi met his bondmate's eyes, [I think my Obi it is time to continue your lessons in the bedroom, then you can tell about this walk.]

Obi nodded and flooded his bondmate's mind with images of the two of them together, he wanted Xani inside him again.

Xani just groaned and flattened Obi against the floor, [Maybe lessons on the floor instead.]

Obi's chuckle was cut off when his mouth was taken again by Xani's. Not that Obi was complaining, he would happily die with that mouth meeting his.

Qui-Gon retreated to his cabin after checking on his cargo, he had recovered all five thousand vials and was on his way back to Coruscant with them. The vials had belonged to a Hutt in the Outer Rim and had gone missing, the real Sor Jinsa had enquired about them to him while he was undercover for another mission and after a quick meeting with Council, he had taken Jinsa's place.

Five years ago, it wouldn't have bothered the council as much but in the past few years the effect of Dioma on a force sensitive had become better known. Already falling numbers of Jedi had been cut down even more, three padawans, four knights and six masters had all returned permanently cut off from the force and another hundred damaged to some degree,

In the end it had been Xanatos who had found it and sent it to him, Somit had sent the reward and he had pleased to follow the money straight out of Xani's account and into a charity account.

He thought back back to that only meeting they had had, the first time he had seen his last padawan in ten years and Xani's companion, Benjamin. The boy seemed familiar but he couldn't think where from.

A few minutes later he was in the Jedi records and inputting the name: Benjamin Larson. It took only a few seconds for the computer to find a match, as he read, he had to grip the seat so not to punch something, the screen being his first option.

"Benjamin Larson, found at the age of six months on Tatooine with older brother. Parents dead after raid. Older brother shows no sign of force sensitive. Benjamin very high rating. Taken to temple on Corsecant. Renamed: Obi-Wan Kenobi."

It was all he could manage before images started flashing through his mind, a small blonde boy trying too hard at his fights, hoping to be picked as a padawan. A boy who four years earlier had done everything short of begging to be his third padawan. the boy he had rejected because of bond he knew nothing about.

After they had put the shields up to block the bond, Xani had worsened so fast he had had trouble controlling the teen. Qui-Gon had quickly realised that he'd been wrong, that the bond probably would have saved them both. But it was too late and Xani had been too far gone.

Now the pair were bonded anyway, away from the Jedi but by recent events he guessed not totally turned to the dark.

End