(Dedicated to Obigurl2002 who gave me the idea. Thanks!)

Blades hissed as they hit each other, dark blue against sky blue. The light saber duel that was happening in the training room was watched with memorized eyes. Everyone was amazed at the two teenagers skill in dueling. People crowded around the viewing area above, trying to get a good place. Today, even the Jedi Council was watching. Not that the duelers had been told that. Their masters didn’t even know. The two fighters were two padawans the council held great interest in.

One was Anakin Skywalker, a nineteen year old who had come to the order when he was nine. Because of that, many people watched his training with great interest. It was not often that a child older then six months to a year had been aloud to train. Then Anakin was no ordinary child. His midi-chorian count was amazingly high, causing many to believe he was the chosen one.

He was quite tall, already the height of Qui-gon Jinn, his master. He normally wore black, which accented his short spiky blonde hair and blue eyes. Many of the girls at the temple were infatuated with him. The fact that he knew it was not lost on his master, as he tried to keep Anakin’s ego from becoming too big.

Of course, his opponent was not one of the girls. In fact, Anakin thought her more his younger sister (though was only four months younger) then a love interest. Kali was not as tall as he was, but still was considered tall among the girls of the temple. She had long strawberry blonde hair that she wore in a braid around her head while she was dueling to make sure it did not get caught in the fight. Her Greenish-blue eyes stared at him in determination, as she planed her next attack. Her clothes were also black, although she did not were the traditional Jedi tops, but a tight fitting shirt.

She was quite attractive, and many of the male padawans (and a few of the knights) often became infatuated with her much to the aspiration of her master, Obi-wan Kenobi. He, like most of the men, realized her beauty, but thought it was quite over done with the men who would try to get her attention. It was said that her heart already was already lost to someone, and very few knew who he was or how much he saw her every day. He had no idea, but many of the young boys in the temple often fantasized that it was they who owned her heart. Many though, guessed it may be Obi-wan, despite their master and apprentice relationship, or Anakin, which even more people thought was possible. Many were looking forward to Anakin and Kali as a couple. The only ones who didn’t were the four involved.

Anakin had a dream of marring Padme Amidala, the young senator from Naboo, since she had introduced herself as a handmaiden on the planet of Tatooine. He had no romantic interest in the girl he saw as his sister. Kali had helped him get over the pain he had felt at losing his mother. She had told him what had happened to her and she understood him. Very little people do. Kali, Obi-wan and Qui-gon were the only ones he know of that understood him. Sure, Kali’s friends liked him, but that doesn’t mean they understood him.

Concentrate on the mission at hand, young padawan. Keep your mind in the here and now. Anakin refocused and thrust his light saber at Kali. She easily pared his attempts at an attack.

Kali thrust her blade him barley missing him. Had he not been blocking he would have been burned, and ultimately killed. Still, Ani was letting her seem like she was winning, He could fight harder. Somehow, he could tell something was suppressing her force use, not letting her use all that she could. Then he caught sight of the necklace she wore. It was the last thing she held onto from her life before the Jedi. One thing she had her real father had given her.

It was a blue gem that seemed to shine different shades as her mood changed. If one knew what the colors meant, you could judge her moods with out difficulty. However, something else had an aura around it. It seemed dark, everything against what Kali was. Every once in awhile Anakin would wonder if that was the suppressant. If she was being held back by her father’s gift

Anakin started doing what he planed as soon as it came to his mind. He lunged right with his saber and used the force to unlock the necklaces she had on her and them sent them flying to his master. Kali never knew what happened.

Nevertheless, Anakin, and indeed all the force sensitive in the area, did. Her force signature suddenly became a lot clearer. It surprised Anakin that she could be that strong in the force. He had not realized that the necklace would be that powerful. Her presence in the force made him wonder if he really was the one with the highest midi-clarion count. She was so powerful it shocked him.

In fact, it made him loose his focus and she quickly won, although she made it look like he had tripped and that was why she won, not because he had less skill. Kali was like that. She never wanted to be the best. She rather be an equal to someone then beat them. She hated to hurt anyone, be it physically or emotionally so she always made it a softer loss.

He stood up and bowed her and she did the same. They then stood up and walked toward their masters together. Kali walked up to Qui-gon and hugged him. Over the years, she had gotten used to calling him dad, as he always had been her father in a way. Anakin smiled at the two. They were really close.

"How did we do?" She asked walking toward her own master, Obi-wan Kenobi.

"Fine." Qui-gon replied. "Both of you are improving, thou there is some points you need to improve on. Anakin, you relay on your self too much and you don’t use the Force. You would be able to see her movements before she made them if you would just use the Force."

" I know. I lost my center twice today. I don’t know why though."

"You’ll get better at it. A lot Jedi have trouble with finding their centers for a while, some even after Knighthood."

"What should I work on?" Kali asked, by bow standing by her master. The two were holding hands, which was normal for them, but not for most padawan-master groups.

"Well, for one, don’t let Ani hit you so often." Obi-wan said, as he noticed the large burn mark on her right shoulder. Usually they had the sabers down so they would only siege the clothing, not burn though and then burn the person.

"He didn’t hit me that much. I just have sensitive skin" Obi-wan raised an eyebrow at the remark but remained silent.

"Your skills are improving greatly, Kali, but you still need to focus on the present. Even Master Yoda says so, and he is the best swordsmen."

"Thanks for the advice Dad." Qui-gon just smiled at his daughter.

"Your welcome. Now both of you have the rest of the afternoon off but you are to meet us back here in the temple for some remote training before we have dinner."

"Alright. Me and Jacen are going to go to this new parts store near the Senate building."

"I’m going to spend some time with Ade and Janna." She walked off to where her two friends were patiently waiting for her.

"Hi."

"Hi. Good job today. I’m sure Obi-wan was happy about it."

"I guess he was, Ade."

"Have you told him how you feel about him. Kal?" Janna asked while pulling her long blond hair into a braid.

"No, and I never will. He doesn’t need to know at all. Besides, if he did he probably say something about it being against the code."

"You shouldn’t hide this Kal. It is not healthy. One day it is going to come out and you’ll not be able to stop it from hurting anyone. At least talk to master Yoda."

"Why?"

"Because maybe he’ll be able to help you."

"Maybe later. Right now I want to go see this holo-vid you two won’t shut up about."

"Oh, yeah. Velvet Goldmine. The actor in it reminds me of Obi-wan. He’s Ewan McGregor. Really cute."

"You would think that Janna." Kali said, laughing

Tattoine

The man stared at the two gravestones that stood beside his home. One of them marked his mother’s grave. The other the child she died giving birth to. He had died three days after her. She was too old for having children, yet she wanted another.

"Owen, are you alright?" came the voice of the man’s stepmother.

"Yes, Shmi. Just remembering how it was when she was here. She was so kind. You remind me of her sometimes." Shmi smiled at the now thirty-eight year old man.

"I am honored that you see me like Mari Lars. She was a great woman. She often helped me with Anakin when he was younger. She spoke of you and your brother often. She loved both of you so much."

"I know. I hoped she knows how much I love her. I miss her so much sometimes."

"A mother always knows her children feelings. She knows you love her." The women placed a hand on Owen’s shoulder and looked at the two graves. She read what was placed on the one.

Mari Lana Kenobi-Lars.

May she ever rest in peace

Beloved wife and mother.

Ferla de emor.

"What does Ferla de emor mean?"

"It was something my brother said to put there. It is from a planet system called Kauri. It means the rose of the dessert."

"Why do your father and you not speak of him?"

"Mother sent him to be a Jedi. Father doesn’t like the Jedi therefore forbid his name to be spoken. I never knew my brother well so I have nothing to say."

"What was his name?"

"Obi-wan. Why?"

"Remember how I told you about how Ani got freed and went to coruscant to become a Jedi?"

"Yes…a little." Owen looked at the women strangely.

"Well the Jedi who freed him was Qui-gon Jinn. While he stayed at my home, he told me about his apprentice and niece. His Apprentice was a Obi-wan Kenobi."

"He was on Tattoine and didn’t even stop and see us!"

"First of all he was near Mos Espa. Second, Your father was not very subtle about his feelings towards your brother. Would you allow him on the homestead yourself." Owen felt slightly guilty because he knew he would be just like his father. He would never be able to welcome his brother into his home. Beru, his girlfriend, would. She was so kind to others.

"Your are right, Shmi. Thank you for talking with me."

"You are welcome Owen. Now I must go and gather those mushrooms."

Courscant.

Obi-wan sat in the meditation gardens. He thoughts wondered around the day’s events. Mostly they seemed to dwell on his apprentice, despite his efforts not to. Lately he seemed to think about her all the time, and not always in the Master padawan way he was supposed to. He didn’t understand his feelings.

Like most of the men in the temple, he had noticed she was no longer a little girl. She had grown up from being the ugly duckling that people saw into a beautiful woman. He just learned over the years to ignore his attraction to her. However, in the last two years, he was slowly loosing his grip on that.

There were many times where he would be with her, training or just talking, where it would become too close to them kissing. Then he would have to break away. Most often saying he needed to see to something.

"Master? Is there something wrong?" came the angelic voice he had come to love. Kida was his world in a way. She had helped him though the pain after Qui-gon choice Anakin as his padawan. She had shown him that it wasn’t because he was not a good Jedi that Qui-gon chose Ani, but because he was ready. She had helped him though many things over the years. Ani and him were friends because of her.

"No, Kali." There was nothing wrong except the fact that he felt like he was missing something when she wasn’t around. It must have been because they had known each other for a long time.

"That’s good. You looked sad. Mind if I sit down?"

"No, go ahead." Kali sat down, spreading her skirt around her. It was not often that she wore dresses but sometimes she did. Padme had sent her some dresses over the years. The one she wore today was blue-white (a/n Think Leia’s outfit in A new hope at the very end only blue) and it fit her well. Around her waist was a silver belt that looked more decoration then an actual belt, but it held her light saber. The neckline of the dress was testing the line that the Jedi allowed when it came to low necklines.

"You testing the limits there girl." Obi-wan warned her. She smiled back.

"That is the purpose. See if I can have any effect on those stuffy masters." Obi-wan didn’t admit that she was having an effect on him. Although she knew she had an affect on the other men in the temple, somehow she never noticed that he was affected as well.

"I see. And why would you want to do that?" She laughed and looked into his deep blue-green eyes. For a second no one said anything.

"Because that would be fun." She said. She tried to make it seem as nothing had happened, but both of them knew something it. She turned onto her side and played in the water of the small waterway that was built into the majestic garden.

"Master have you ever been in love before?"

"Why the change of subject?" she looked at him and shrugged.

"My friends were talking about it today. How do you know when you are in love?"

"I don’t know. I thought I was in love once, but then after a couple years went by I realized I was too young to find true love despite the fact that it hurt when she died."

"Was it that girl who you left the order for?"

"Yes." Kali was silent for a while.

" Janna says that when you meet the person your destined for it feels like you have found the missing part of your soul and you are finally complete. That’s her theory anyway."

"She may be right. However, a Jedi is not allowed to love. It is forbidden, you know that."

"Yes, but what if you feel the force is wishing you to love someone. It wants you to love that person but you can’t because of the code. " She stared up into his blue-green eyes with her piercing green ones.

Some had said that Obi-wan Kenobi had no emotion. Kali knew better. If anyone wanted to see the emotion that Obi-wan had, all they had to do was look into those expressive eyes. She always loved looking into them when she was younger. She remembered him coming to see her and smiling. She loved his smile more then any thing else…. well almost. She loved HIM more then anything else.

"I don’t know. Master Yoda may though." His voice was a whisper now. He looked down at the grass that separated them. Focusing, he tried to put his attention on something other then the green eyes that that hypnotized him. However, it was to no avail. As soon as he lifted his gaze, he was caught in them again. AS soon as she noticed, she looked over at the stream and then back at him.

"Maybe." She closed her eyes for a second. When she opened them, again she found herself gazing directly into his eyes, for he unnoticeably had gotten closer to her.

Then he kissed her. Nether had expected that to happen though they both wanted it happen. Kali wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. They both were out of breath when the kiss stopped. They were about to kiss again when the com-link that Obi-wan carried bleeped.

Obi-wan swore under his breath as he sat up to answer it. He never noticed Kali getting up and moving away, still stunned by the event that had just happened.

"Hello?"

"Master Obi-wan? See you, the council wants. You padawan, you must bring. Mission, we have for you." The aged troll paused for a second.

"Wear lipstick now, you do?

"Why would you say that, master Yoda?"

"Green color on your lips, you have. Kissing, you have been. Glad I am that you like a girl. Worried I had become. Afraid you were becoming a monk I was.

Kali rushed to her bedroom and through herself down on the bed. She didn’t understand what had just happened. She never thought he would have feelings toward her…. he did didn’t he. She closed her eyes and tried to meditate, finding her center quickly.

That’s when she saw it.

It was one of those visions that she hated happening. They almost always came true. This time it was Ani that had the cursed place of being in her visions. She saw him standing beside Padme looking down with tears in his eyes. A baby boy and two girls played on the ground before them. Then a dark robed man came in the picture and with his light saber killed Ani, Padme, and the three children. She opened her eyes with start. The one girl was her own child. A set of names came to her mind, yet she didn’t understand them. Luke, Leia and Mara were the names she associated with the three children she saw. Another name, Lana, hang in the background. She hoped what she saw wouldn’t come true. It confused her.

Especially since Mara had the same aura her father did. Same as Obi-wan did. id that mean that Obi-wan was Mara’s father? That would mean…no it was impossible. It was forbidden for Jedi to love. It would never happen. Besides, no Jedi Master would look at a Jedi Padawan that way.

"Kal?"

"IN here Master!"

"We have a council meeting. We need to go now." He paused for a sec and then turned back to her. "You may want to change your outfit before we go."

"Alright." As soon as he left, she changed her clothes from the Aldrrani dress to the more traditional outfit. Unlike most Jedi, she did not like the loose form of the traditional tops so instead wore a black tank top. Then of course there was her clock, which was the traditional brown, despite the fact she rather have black.

She walked out following her master, pushing the long strands of her blond hair behind her. The length of her hair was nearly to her knees and was the one thing she was proud of. That and her jade colored eyes. Anakin always told her that those reminded him of the tranquil oceans of Mealier. She always blushed when he said that. She supposed their constant flirting was what started the rumors about them. Love was one of the codes that were not readily enforced but it was pounded into your head though.

When they arrived at the council chambers, Qui-gon and Anakin, who were also called to see the council, greeted them. About five minutes after they arrived, Mace walked out of the room and motioned them to enter. They followed him back in and walked to the center as he walked to his seat and sat down. Kali noticed that the Chancellor was also present in the room

"Do you four remember Padmé Amidala?" Mace asked once he was seated. The four nodded so Mace continued. "Lady Amidala is now a senator for the planet of Naboo, replacing Chancellor Palpatine." Mace motioned to the chancellor before continuing. "The senator has recently been the target of several death threats and even one attempted assassination which killed her decoy, Cordé Larna. The Chancellor believes it would be beneficial if we had a set of Jedi Knights guard the Senator. You may be wondering why I asked all of you up here if only two were needed. The first reason is that one of you is needed to protect the senator, in which your padawan will accompany. Another is to go undercover and protect her as well, so it is not obvious that the Jedi are always protecting her. Qui-gon and Anakin, you have been chosen to be the visible Jedi. Obi-wan you are to be the one undercover. Kali is also undercover, only she will go as a handmaiden to the lady, because there are many places where only ladies may go into, such as the restroom and Lady Amidala’s bedroom." Mace looked at the Chancellor and nodded for him to continue the instructions.

The man moved to the circle and handed Kali a dress that was typical of Amidala’s handmaidens. It matched the dress the senator herself wore that day.

"Padawan Jinn," He continued. "The Senator wants to see you immediately if it is not minded by the council to discuss with you something she has not given to say. " Mace nodded his consent and kali bowed and left the room, wondering what Padmé wanted to say to her, and why she wouldn’t tell the Chancellor what it was.

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