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Somos lo que somos, basta de historia y de cuentos by monchy (R)
Fandom: STAR WARS
Pairing: Anakin/Obi-Wan
Length: ~84,000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monchy
Author Website: Fic Master List
Why this must be read:
In the aftermath of The Phantom Menace Obi-Wan does his part in getting Anakin accepted into the Order, but then refuses to become his Master and walks away. This AU takes place ten years after these events as Anakin and Obi-Wan come face to face once again and are forced to work together as they try to get over the bitterness and what-ifs of the past and maybe forge some kind of future together.monchy is a wonderful storyteller and this piece with its angst and its emotional core is some of her best work.
"Anakin Skywalker", he pronounced his name easily, rolling it in his tongue as an unpronounceable sin, "sincerely, I wasn't expecting to have the... pleasure of seeing you again", even if he couldn't see his face, he was able to feel a half smile curving his lips/luscious lips, he thought.
"Obi-wan Kenobi", Anakin stood up, turning around to face the other knight, "I guess I could say the same", Anakin was slightly taller than him, which didn't have to be a disadvantage, although it couldn't be nice either. He wore black robes, pretty strange in a jedi, who usually chose light attires, such as Obi-wan. Anakin was, as a general impression, intimidating.
"You've grown up", at some other time Obi-wan would have regretted such a stupid comment, but right now he was too worried analyzing the boy. He was attractive, athletic, perfect he could say. He had an aura of mystery and danger around him, which went with the reputation he had around the Temple. His smile was arrogant, perfectly curved in a pair of lips that, indeed, were luscious.
"That's what time tends to do to people", his voice sounded a bit disdainful, as if he was hiding a maquiavelic laugh behind each comment.
"I guess–"
"We are ready to leave", Obi-wan nodded to the droid that would pilot the ship. He had gotten Mace to give him that caprice so he could avoid piloting a ship in which he didn't feel secure. He smiled to himself knowingly; after all, all he had to do to get something from Mace was caress that little spot of his scalp.
"I could have piloted it myself", Anakin sounded upset, a bit childish in that whiny tone. Obi-wan offered him a smirk.
"I don't doubt it, still, I considered more comfortable to have a pilot", another reason for that action had been to annoy the boy whose liking for flying at high speed was known in the entire galaxy.
"I wonder how you got it", but he knew, he just wanted to know how much Obi-wan was willing to concede, "it's kind of hard to get this kind of... favors?"
"Favors. Indeed, it was a personal favor from Mace", it seemed Obi-wan had nothing to hide, which only made everything more interesting.
"Incredible, I personally consider master Windu very inaccessible", Anakin smiled watching Obi-wan clutch a sit strongly when the ship left the platform, entering open space immediately, "although you probably have your own tricks", Obi-wan repressed a laugh. The kid was arrogant and, in other circumstances, he could have liked him. Anyway, it was a refreshing change from the naive youngsters he used to get. A challenge, that would be Anakin.
"Yes, my own tricks", he nodded.
"Take your seats, please" interrupted the pilot droid, "we will be entering hyperspace in a few minutes", both obeyed the order silently, sitting one in front of the other.
"I've heard a lot about you in this past years", Obi-wan noticed Anakin's right hand covered by a leather glove and remembered the story about the Geonosis battle in which he hadn't participated. If his memory was correct the boy had lost the arm at Dooku's hands, "an imprudence?", he whispered pointing at the arm with his head.
"A lesson", answered Anakin closing the gloved hand strongly. A robotic arm, just as Obi-wan had thought, "there is also much talking about you in the Temple, still, it all seems pretty contradictory", Anakin decided time hadn't changed Obi-wan. The only noticeable difference was his beard which made him look a bit older than he was, although he suspected he wore it precisely because of that. His eyes, too, looked more tired.
"Not everything is true, not everything is a lie, I wonder how good a judge you will be, Anakin Skywalker"
"We'll see, right, Obi-wan Kenobi?"
Somos lo que somos, basta de historia y de cuentos
Pairing: Anakin/Obi-Wan
Length: ~84,000
Author on LJ:
monchyAuthor Website: Fic Master List
Why this must be read:
In the aftermath of The Phantom Menace Obi-Wan does his part in getting Anakin accepted into the Order, but then refuses to become his Master and walks away. This AU takes place ten years after these events as Anakin and Obi-Wan come face to face once again and are forced to work together as they try to get over the bitterness and what-ifs of the past and maybe forge some kind of future together.
monchy is a wonderful storyteller and this piece with its angst and its emotional core is some of her best work. "Anakin Skywalker", he pronounced his name easily, rolling it in his tongue as an unpronounceable sin, "sincerely, I wasn't expecting to have the... pleasure of seeing you again", even if he couldn't see his face, he was able to feel a half smile curving his lips/luscious lips, he thought.
"Obi-wan Kenobi", Anakin stood up, turning around to face the other knight, "I guess I could say the same", Anakin was slightly taller than him, which didn't have to be a disadvantage, although it couldn't be nice either. He wore black robes, pretty strange in a jedi, who usually chose light attires, such as Obi-wan. Anakin was, as a general impression, intimidating.
"You've grown up", at some other time Obi-wan would have regretted such a stupid comment, but right now he was too worried analyzing the boy. He was attractive, athletic, perfect he could say. He had an aura of mystery and danger around him, which went with the reputation he had around the Temple. His smile was arrogant, perfectly curved in a pair of lips that, indeed, were luscious.
"That's what time tends to do to people", his voice sounded a bit disdainful, as if he was hiding a maquiavelic laugh behind each comment.
"I guess–"
"We are ready to leave", Obi-wan nodded to the droid that would pilot the ship. He had gotten Mace to give him that caprice so he could avoid piloting a ship in which he didn't feel secure. He smiled to himself knowingly; after all, all he had to do to get something from Mace was caress that little spot of his scalp.
"I could have piloted it myself", Anakin sounded upset, a bit childish in that whiny tone. Obi-wan offered him a smirk.
"I don't doubt it, still, I considered more comfortable to have a pilot", another reason for that action had been to annoy the boy whose liking for flying at high speed was known in the entire galaxy.
"I wonder how you got it", but he knew, he just wanted to know how much Obi-wan was willing to concede, "it's kind of hard to get this kind of... favors?"
"Favors. Indeed, it was a personal favor from Mace", it seemed Obi-wan had nothing to hide, which only made everything more interesting.
"Incredible, I personally consider master Windu very inaccessible", Anakin smiled watching Obi-wan clutch a sit strongly when the ship left the platform, entering open space immediately, "although you probably have your own tricks", Obi-wan repressed a laugh. The kid was arrogant and, in other circumstances, he could have liked him. Anyway, it was a refreshing change from the naive youngsters he used to get. A challenge, that would be Anakin.
"Yes, my own tricks", he nodded.
"Take your seats, please" interrupted the pilot droid, "we will be entering hyperspace in a few minutes", both obeyed the order silently, sitting one in front of the other.
"I've heard a lot about you in this past years", Obi-wan noticed Anakin's right hand covered by a leather glove and remembered the story about the Geonosis battle in which he hadn't participated. If his memory was correct the boy had lost the arm at Dooku's hands, "an imprudence?", he whispered pointing at the arm with his head.
"A lesson", answered Anakin closing the gloved hand strongly. A robotic arm, just as Obi-wan had thought, "there is also much talking about you in the Temple, still, it all seems pretty contradictory", Anakin decided time hadn't changed Obi-wan. The only noticeable difference was his beard which made him look a bit older than he was, although he suspected he wore it precisely because of that. His eyes, too, looked more tired.
"Not everything is true, not everything is a lie, I wonder how good a judge you will be, Anakin Skywalker"
"We'll see, right, Obi-wan Kenobi?"
Somos lo que somos, basta de historia y de cuentos