Burn

by Tariana Adren (jedi_knight_tariana@yahoo.com)

BURN
By Tariana Adren
jedi_knight_tariana@yahoo.com
Archive: m_a, please.
Category: POV, Angst, Q/O
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Happiness doesn't abound.
Spoilers: No.
Summary: Anakin ponders the relationship between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan.
Feedback: Feedback would be greatly appreciated, privately or on-list.
Disclaimer: George owns 'em.
Notes: Brought on by listening to the Cure's "Burn" one time too many.

I can hear them making love in the next room.

Obi-Wan's breathy moans are matched by Qui-Gon's lower-pitched but no less enthusiastic ones, and I can see them as clearly as I was in the room with them.

I don't need to be in the room with them to see, to almost feel the play of taut muscles under supple skin. I don't need to be in the room with them to see a large hand wrapping around the tail at the back of Obi-Wan's head. I don't need to be in the room with them to hear Obi-Wan's gasp of mingled pain and pleasure.

I don't need to be in the room with them to know they are in love.

I knew the first time I met Qui-Gon Jinn that his heart was tied to someone else's.

And I knew, when he introduced us -- "Anakin Skywalker, meet Obi-Wan Kenobi" -- who that heart belonged to.

I don't think I knew it then; I was too dazzled by all I was getting to do, to see. It was only later -- some years later, as it turns out -- that I realized I loved Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Nine years I have lived under their combined tutelage, studying, learning, growing, hoping to become the kind of Jedi they wish me to become.

Qui-Gon says my grasp and understanding of the Force are greater than his own, and Obi-Wan agrees. They both say I could be the most powerful Jedi in a thousand years; even more so than Yoda.

They caution me, however, about the dark side, and warn me not to let it get too close.

I fear it may be too late.

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