Disclaimer: They belong to the mighty Lucas, long may his
imagination fuel ours. :-)
Summary: Should probably read 'Darkness Between' for this to
make much sense. Follow up story/continuation. What happens
after TPM in a world where Qui-Gon was saved by Obi-Wan. AU
world.
Warning: A little sap, but not too sticky sweet.
Qui-Gon opened his eyes and met those of his love. Obi-Wan
turned on his side and their bodies met. Only his thin clothes
and the sheet that covered the younger man separated them. He
wanted nothing more than to wrap the young man in his arms and
kiss him thoroughly, but he held back. He saw the look of
desire in Obi-Wan's eyes and smiled. "Patience, pretty one." He
motioned behind Obi-Wan and the younger man looked over his
shoulder and smiled at Anakin. "Anie, thank you for help."
"Is he okay now?"
Obi-Wan nodded and smiled his crooked smile. "Yes, you've
helped save me, thank you."
"Will you do me a favor, Anie?" The young boy nodded. "Go and
tell Master Windu that all is well. We will meet them in the
council when Obi-Wan is feeling up to it."
"Yes, Master." The young boy smiled and pulled the heavy door
open, he pulled it closed just as Qui-Gon leaned down to meet
Obi- Wan's mouth.
Obi-Wan submitted to the fierce kiss for a long moment before
he pulled back. "You're alive." The tear ran down his cheek and
Qui- Gon caught with his finger and brushed it away.
"Yes, my padawan, you brought me back."
"I can't believe it." Obi-Wan sat up and the sheet slipped down
his nude frame. "Master, where are my clothes?"
"It's easier to take care of you this way." He watched the
younger man try to stand up, his legs weak beneath him. "Here,
let me help, you've been unconscious for a week." He slid his
arm around Obi-Wan and the sheet fell away. The color rose in
his cheeks and Obi-Wan clutched at the fallen garment. "I have
seen you naked as the day you were born a thousand times, why
is this different?"
"I don't know, but it is, somehow." Obi-Wan sat down and draped
the sheet across his lap. "What's changed, master?"
"Love, young one."
"I'm frightened."
Qui-Gon knelt down on the floor and spread Obi-Wan's thighs and
scooted close. "Of me?"
"No, master." Timidly he let his fingers rise and trace the
graying beard. "I could never fear you, but what happened... I
fear I've lost a bit of myself."
Qui-Gon let his hands fall to the slim hips. "You brought me
back across, Obi-Wan. Now I will help you." He stood and lifted
Obi- Wan's face. "I love you."
"And I you, master."
"You should rest, I will inform the council of our intentions."
"Might I ask what our intentions are?"
"You'll see, just wait for me."
Obi-wan sat dazed and confused, but didn't move. He waited
patiently for his master, his love to return.
Qui-Gon met Anakin as he came out of the council chamber.
"Master Windu said that he would see you, when you're ready."
"I'm ready now."
"Where's Obi-Wan?"
"Resting, I have plans for us all, just wait in your rooms."
"Yes, Master sir."
Qui-Gon turned and entered the council meeting room. Windu was
on his feet and smiling as he approached. "You were successful,
that's wonderful news. Everything is well, I take it."
"He is awake, but he needs to recuperate. I thought maybe an
extended leave on Naboo."
"Hmmm, you might do well to make it an unknown planet, Naboo is
still in the midst of righting it's self."
"I know and I think our presence there will be a positive
thing. That and I can take Anakin with me as well."
"Yes, the Queen was taken with him. Fine, go, heal yourselves."
Qui-Gon bowed. "Thank you."
Qui-Gon pushed open the door to find Obi-Wan waiting right
where he had left him. He could feel the nervousness and
anxiety that ran through his body. "Do not worry yourself,
we're going to Naboo to rest and reenergize."
"Naboo?"
"Yes, it's beautiful there and I think some time in the
wilderness would do us both good. That is after you rest at the
palace."
"Palace, sounds so much like pampering. I'm not use to that
master."
"I know, but you'll indulge me a little, if I want to pamper
you, yes?"
"Yes," The younger man stood up and allowed Qui-Gon's arms to
encircle him. "This one time." He leaned heavily against the
older man.
"What's wrong?"
"I feel weak and light headed."
"Lack of food, I'll get you something from the kitchen."
"Master," Obi-Wan smiled as the taller man turned back to him.
"May I do something?"
"What is that?"
Obi-Wan dropped the sheet and stepped close. "Kiss you?" He
blushed. "Is that allowed now?"
"My love, as allowed as your meditation. Just watch yourself in
public. It would not do for us to be seen acting in an indecent
manner."
"Yes, master."
"Obi-Wan."
"Yes, Master."
"My name is Qui-Gon, in our private quarters, I would like it
very much if you would use it."
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