Chapter 10;The end is only ever the beginning
Author:Hyyp chick
Pairing:obi/ani
Rating:NC-17
Disclaimer:I don't own star wars
Summary:Here it is then, last in the series, and that's all the summising you're getting!

Obi-wan woke in the lavishly soft bed and found himself cocooned in the thick, plush quilting he had carefully placed over himself the night before. He immediately covered his face from the brilliant sunshine streaming in through the thin constraints of curtaining until his eyes adjusted to their state of awakening and the sudden onslaught of light.

A look to his left determined that it was early morning at the week's end and a look to his right confirmed that Anakin was already up. He'd probably gotten cold when Obi-wan had stolen the covers but hadn't had the heart to wake him up and demand them back.

He heard laughing emanating from the garden and hauled himself from his comfortable slumber to view its source. He pulled aside the curtains and blinked copiously in the blinding light. He loved this world. The house he currently resided in was a stone mansion on a hill set in acres of carefully constructed landscape dazzling with colour from the flora that adorned it. As he looked from the bedroom window the left and far sides of the garden were enclosed by a small wood, and a set of steps to the right led a path into a fallow pasture that itself stopped abruptly at a cliff's edge giving way to the gentle crashing waves of the sea. It was a scene of serenity and he was glad they had chosen it.

The source of the laughter became apparent when Obi-wan drew his attention to the fountain that sat at the crossroads of the paths. Anakin was sat on the edge with his fingers dipped in the water daring his two eight year old children to come closer. With much nervous giggling they timidly approached their father until they got close enough and then Anakin would splash the water from the fountain at them and they would run away laughing, only to turn around and repeat the charade again.

Anakin looked up at the window. Obi-wan knew he should really keep up his shielding, just in case he ever needed it again, but for now there was no-one to shield against. Only Anakin, and he knew his every thought anyway with or without the use of the Force. He stepped away from the window and made the bed before perching on Anakin's side of it. He'd had a dream last night. A recollection really. It wasn't often that he allowed himself to think back of Coruscant but this morning that day filled his head like it happened yesterday. Inexplicably he waved open Anakin's bedside draw with the Force and removed his lightsaber from its depths. He held it in his hands for a moment before igniting the blade and moving it gently through the air, closing his eyes and letting the humming fill his senses. Then he sighed deeply, opened his eyes and deactivated the beam. It looked beautiful. How could it not when created by Anakin's hand?

But it was this blade that had mercilessly slaughtered the Jedi Order. All bar the few on out of world missions and their own clone troops had seen to them. Obi-wan had been tortured in the dark for goodness knows how many days, weeks, and then forced to watch this blade murder in his name. Obi-wan caught himself doing it again. Projecting Anakin's actions onto his weapon. It was really the only way he could accept what had happened and forgive. To believe Anakin capable of such an atrocity would break his heart. It pained him to think back on it even after all this time, like he could hear every single strangled cry of each Jedi that this blade had run through.

The door opened and made Obi-wan jump and drop the 'saber to the floor.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you" Anakin apologised with a beaming smile.

"What are you taking so long about anyway?"

"Nothing" Obi-wan replied shortly, chewing on his bottom lip, an unequivocal sign he was hiding something.

Anakin walked around the bed to face Obi-wan but accidentally kicked the hilt of his 'saber that lay discarded on the floor as he did so. His smile faded and he bent down to retrieve the offending article. He held it in his gloved right hand and smoothed his left up the cold metal paying it the up most attention before settling his fingers back on the grip of the hilt and returning it to the dusty draw Obi-wan had stolen it from.

"I am sorry Anakin" Obi-wan apologised, fiddling with his fingers and avoiding Anakin's stare.

Anakin bent down to Obi-wan's level and cradled the older man's hands with his much larger ones. He forced Obi-wan to look him in the eye.

"I know how much it still hurts. I don't expect you to ever forgive me for it" He whispered sincerely.

Obi-wan removed his hands from inside Anakin's and reversed the hold to cup Anakin's in his own.

"I have forgiven you Anakin, it was a long time ago. I love you" He leaned forward and kissed Anakin's forehead tenderly.

"Are you coming to breakfast?" Anakin asked, the shy smile returning to his gentle face.

Obi-wan took Anakin's hand and allowed himself to be led downstairs and into the kitchen. Luke and Leia were sat opposite each other waiting impatiently to start the meal Anakin had laid out for them. Obi-wan chuckled to himself.

"What's wrong Obi-wan?" Leia asked innocently.

"You two are far too much like your father, like a bit of patience would kill you. Eat, please, before you waste away to nothing in front of my very eyes".

Obi-wan planted a chaste kiss to Anakin's soft lips before taking his seat next to Leia, Anakin next to Luke. As they filled their plates with various offerings they watched Luke retrieve an apple from a dish next to Obi-wan using the Force.

//You used to chide me for such blatant frivolous use of the Force// Anakin teased Obi-wan.

//and you used to do it simply to provoke a reaction from me// Obi-wan replied knowingly.

//It worked// Anakin smirked. "You're getting good at that" He said turning to praise his son. The boy grinned back, warm in his father's approval.

Obi-wan had remembered seeing Anakin enter the room, his tunic sleeve torn and blood pouring from a gash to his forehead. He had been crying. Obi-wan had looked up at him as he knelt beside his Master and saw the boy Qui-Gon had found on Tatooine, masquerading as a grown man, masked by tears and a tremendous suffering. He had lifted his hand up and touched Anakin's cheek to wipe away the salty droplets from his skin. Then his body had failed him again and his eyes closed into darkness. He woke in the Coruscant medi-centre, a medical droid at his side checking his vitals.

"Welcome back, Master Kenobi" She had greeted in the sickly sweet voice they programmed droids with.

He had called for Anakin and the twins. She waved her hand in the direction of the two cots that lay beside him and through a lot of medical jargon she had informed him that they were ok. Anakin had left a message for him and gone, a couple of days ago. The message was vague, an all encompassing sorry, I still love you, if you want me you know where to find me, please find my children a good home type of thing. Then it was back to the realm of unconsciousness for a few more days.

When he came to, again, Bail Organa was sat by his bedside. He greeted Obi-wan warmly and quickly informed him that he was Chancellor Organa now. Obi-wan couldn't speak he only listened. Chancellor Organa had began by informing Obi-wan that the war was over, the separatists had been hunted down and killed, the droids had been deactivated and the clones returned to Kamino. Palpatine had been revealed as a Sith Lord, but Anakin had discovered this truth and killed him, saving Obi-wan and the two John Doe children that had been held captive with him in Palpatine's lair. The senate wanted to thank Anakin personally for his commitment to the cause but unfortunately couldn't find him anywhere after he had brought the trio to the medi-centre. Obi-wan had muttered something about leaving the boy alone, he had been through enough. Then Bail's tone had changed and become grave and solemn. Tactfully he recounted for Obi-wan the fate that beheld the rest of the Jedi. Bar the younglings and young Padawan's the Jedi Order had been ruthlessly massacred. Obi-wan became visibly upset recounting the holo-pad image in his head, Bail of course thought he was hearing this story for the first time and gave him a moment to take it in. Then he continued by apologising because they had no idea who was responsible for the purge, the security recordings had been taken out in the resulting fire, but it was reasonable to conclude that it had been of Palpatine's doing and he was dead, so justice was served as much as they could expect it to be. Tears had run down Obi-wan's cheek and he turned away from Bail Organa and back to his fitful darkness.

"Obi-wan?"

Anakin was calling his name and he returned his thoughts to the present sharply. The glowing smile in Anakin's eyes meant Obi-wan had shielded his recollection successfully.

"What? Sorry"

"Luke was just asking if we could all go to the woods to collect berries today?" Anakin summised.

Obi-wan looked over at the small child waiting on tender hooks for an answer.

"I think it's a splendid idea. Then when we return I shall make pie" Obi-wan enthused.

"With custard?" Leia inquired eagerly, her eyes lighting up with the anticipation.

Anakin caught Obi-wan in a sultry stare as they shared a filthy memory.

"Of course with custard, where would the three of you be without custard?" Obi-wan replied. "But you'll have to wait until I am changed, I can't very well go berry picking in sleep pants can I?"

"Can we go out and play until Obi-wan is ready Dad?" Luke pleaded with Anakin, using his own eyes against him.

"Alright, go on" Anakin agreed and the children jumped from the table and rushed to the door.

"But stay in the garden, no going into the field, i'll know if you do" Anakin warned.

"We know Dad" Leia replied rolling her eyes and pushing her brother out of the door. And he always did.

Obi-wan popped the last bit of bread and jam into his mouth and stood from the table.

"I need to use the 'fresher before we go anywhere" He informed Anakin who had stood in perfect tandem with him.

"I'll help you" Anakin offered with a seductive glint.

Obi-wan stood under the 'fresher letting the searing water cascade over his sensitive skin as Anakin spooned his body into Obi-wan's back, his cheek nuzzling into his lover's neck, his battle worn palms lathering a foam over his chest.

When Obi-wan had been able to sustain a long period of consciousness broken only by intentional bouts of sleep he had been released from the medi-centre, with the children he had fought for the right to keep. A specially designed sling allowed Jedi Master General Kenobi to carry two tots simultaneously whilst still retaining use of his hands. Stepping out onto the streets of Coruscant he had made what felt like an impulsive decision but in truth it wasn't his decision at all.

You can't just walk away from the source of your very existence, it's like trying to breath without oxygen, you will fail and die. Obi-wan didn't want to die, he'd gone through so much to live, and now wasn't the time to start getting all morally judgmental and Jedi-like when he had been the one who had taught Anakin how good it was to be un-Jedi-like in the first place. Somewhere down the line all of this was his fault. And if he was honest, really really honest he just couldn't let Anakin go, not for anything.

Mind made up he headed for a the public transportation docking bays and got the first transport that would take him to Tatooine.

Nervously he had approached the Lars' farm. Owen had answered the door.

"What do you want?" he had asked defensively, blocking the doorway.

"To see Anakin" Obi-wan had replied, emboldened.

"He doesn't want to see you" Owen stated firmly.

"I very much doubt that" Obi-wan countered assuredly.

"Look, when he arrived here he was a broken man, he's better off without your lot" Owen hissed in a low tone.

"I don't know why you are whispering, Anakin already knows I am here" Obi-wan mocked loftily. "Now if it is not too much trouble I would like to get these children out of this bastard heat" He swore barging Owen out of the doorway.

Everyone was sat in the lounge and proceeded to glower up at Obi-wan upon his entry. Except Anakin. He didn't look up from the floor. Obi-wan removed the children from the sling and gave one each to Shmi and Beru. Anakin glanced sidelong at them and couldn't prevent a proud smile escaping his dishevelled features. Then the guilt flooded his aura as he felt Obi-wan's stare bore into his back.

"You are allowed to love your children Anakin" He reproved with the air of a Jedi Master, "We need to talk".

Anakin glanced over his shoulder to make eye contact with Obi-wan.

"Thank you for taking care of them" He said, indebted.

"What else would you have me do?" Obi-wan snapped curtly.

Anakin diverted his gaze and drew his attention to the women with the babes in their arms.

"Mom, meet Luke, and Leia" He introduced gesturing to each in turn. "Your grandchildren. Now if you wouldn't mind taking care of them for a while I must talk with Obi-wan".

He didn't wait for an answer and promptly followed his Master out of the door.

"So is there anywhere we can get a drink round here?" Obi-wan questioned casually.

"The Cantina, back at the spaceport" Anakin replied.

"You have a speeder?" Obi-wan queried.

Anakin nodded and wordlessly they got into the transport and headed to Mos Eisley in silence. Once inside the bar Anakin bought the drinks and they chose a table in the far corner away from the lively jazz band.

"Do you come here often?" Obi-wan mused sipping on a luminous green liquid that burned his whole mouth.

"You don't need to chat me up, I'm your already" Anakin jibed.

Obi-wan had noted the humour with an appreciative smile but from there on in the conversation turned decidedly serious. They had stayed in the Cantina until late after the suns had set, leaving eventually to find Obi-wan lodgings knowing full well he wouldn't be welcome back at the ranch. Anakin had stayed at the inn with him that night, talking and drinking, eventually falling asleep in a chair. The following morning he had headed home to check on the twins but had returned to Obi-wan a few hours later. For little over a week the two Jedi had couped themselves up in that room sorting through their lives. At the end of which Obi-wan had opened his arms to Anakin and they had made heartfelt love, letting go of their emotions, and both had been saturated in their own hurt filled tears when they were fully sated.

The water had ceased and Anakin was planting needy kisses into the nape of his neck. Obi-wan grinned, eyes closed, and reached his hand back to entwine his fingers in those damp honey locks. He could feel Anakin's passion digging into his lower back.

"I am too old to have sex in the 'fresher like a hormonal Padawan, Anakin"

Anakin beamed at his Master's continuing sense of propriety.

"The bedroom it is then" He teased, leaping from the cubicle to drip water all over the floor as he recovered a towel for his modesty. Obi-wan followed suit.

"The children?" Obi-wan checked, entering the room.

"Playing, tinkering with that speeder again if I'm not mistaken" Anakin replied hurriedly, running strong fingers over every inch of Obi-wan's torso whilst snatching desirous kisses from his lover's mouth. Obi-wan gave in to the boy and returned the kisses eagerly, locking lips in a frenzy of lust, tongues playfully tangling together as hands swept down backs and up into sodden tussles of hair. Obi-wan groaned under the pleasure of Anakin. Anakin forced his assault more vehemently, wrong footing Obi-wan so he crashed onto the bed, his younger counterpart straddling him with an erotically feral aggression.

Obi-wan crawled into the middle of the bed, Anakin's weight baring down on him as he ran his swollen lips through Obi-wan's beard to take his earlobe between his teeth, grazing masterfully on it before wetting his erogenic collarbone with pliant brushes of his mouth. Deep, gargled noises escaped Obi-wan's throat as Anakin began to move his body against that of the other causing a brilliant friction between their skin. Obi-wan hastily removed the towels that encased them to feel Anakin's writhe against him more deliciously.

Anakin continued his offensive of the muscular form beneath him, sweeping gentle kisses and ardent bites across the well defined pectorals, taking time to sensuously arouse each of Obi-wan's nipples, Obi-wan wantonly tearing at his back and arching into every contact with Anakin's electric foray.

Slipping his palm between their rousing bodies Obi-wan clasped Anakin's heavily stimulated cock, first caressing the tip and then smoothing down its length, stroking it firmly in time with Anakin's writhing. Anakin lifted his weight from Obi-wan, supporting himself on his forearms, his chest and back taut with the strain, enabling Obi-wan to quicken the pace of his actions, his movements now freer and more animated than before. Anakin thrust into his fervent grip, his eyes cavorting lewdly with Obi-wan's impassioned gaze. Then his eyes closed and his lips pursed as indecipherable curses spilled from them amidst the breathless panting and satisfied moans. Hot, sticky cum dribbled indecently onto obi-wan's already perspiring stomach.

"Anakin! You are making a mess" Obi-wan chided mockingly.

"Sorry Master" Anakin apologised with a curl of his lip and a raised eyebrow. Without a further second Anakin slipped lower down Obi-wan and obligingly began to lick his spill from Obi-wan's burning skin.

Obi-wan loved it when he still called him Master even though it had been near on twelve years since Anakin had actually been his Padawan. Watching this great knight lap at him like a kitten was an incredible turn on for the Jedi Master and he had no complaints when Anakin finally sealed his fiery lips around his painfully aroused erection. Anakin performed expertly for his lover, doing all the things that Obi-wan liked him to do. From running his mouth over the tip to swallowing his full length down his throat. Twisting his supple, agile tongue over the throbbing swell of flesh whilst dancing his digits lightly over the creases between his legs and down to the gateway of his sinfully unbridled passion.

Anakin pushed a finger inside the man and slid it in slowly much to the delirium of Obi-wan. A firmly applied prod to the prostate and Obi-wan was lost in a psychedelic ecstasy of orgasm. Anakin drank his rewards, he was never one to waste, and dismounted his charge with a wry smirk and a fully rejuvenated erection.

Anakin gathered Obi-wan into his arms and managed to haul himself and his lover to their feet. He bent slightly to kiss Obi-wan's breathlessly sweet lips before releasing him from the hold and throwing him against the dresser unit. Obi-wan clung to its frame for dear life as he watched Anakin enter him from behind in the large mirror that rested on the table top. Anakin nuzzled his head beside Obi-wan's so he could watch himself too. The sex was torrid and aggressive and Anakin sank his teeth into Obi-wan's neck, stifling a frantic scream as he came. His dark sultry eyes smiling into the mirror as the erotic image imprinted on his mind.

Anakin began to re-dress almost immediately as Obi-wan collapsed lazily on to the bed.

"Come on you, we have berries to pick" Anakin urged thumping Obi-wan's leg.

"You promised me custard".

"I promised your daughter custard, and I do not have your stamina. Give me a minute" Obi-wan begged with a smile.

Anakin playfully whipped him with his top before pulling it on.

"Alright, old one, I'll be downstairs with the younger fraternity of this family"

Anakin disappeared with a boyish grin plastered all over his face. Obi-wan relaxed letting the warmth of the sun radiate over his body and was thankful for the second time that day that they had come here.

Back on Tatooine Anakin and Obi-wan had pledged their undying love for each other and agreed to leave the past where it belonged and start afresh. Bail Organa was in charge of the republic and doing a good job of restoring the democracy within, and nobody suspected Anakin in the travesty that had befallen the Jedi, it was time for Kenobi and Skywalker to kick back and chill out.

They had collected the children from Anakin's now forgiving Mother (Although Anakin had his suspicions that she was only willing to accept Obi-wan so he would let her continue to see Luke and Leia, but it was a level of tolerance and they could deal with that)and headed into space.

Obi-wan had found this planet on the holonet, Far into the outer rim with no involvement in the clone wars and none of the hectic buzz of Coruscant or aridity of Tatooine. It was a lush planet rich in water and green rolling landscapes, woodlands, and an endless variety of flora and fauna. It was perfect. They had sold the starship for this house on the hill betwixt the woods and the sea and Anakin had done up a speeder he had found lying in the shed. The locals were friendly and accepting and their close kept communities meant that the Jedi were just a fairytale told by pilots from off world, the stuff of legends not your next door neighbours. Luke and Leia had settled into the school and easily made friends. Anakin had been offered a job fixing just about anything that can break which kept him amused and brought the money in, and Obi-wan spent a few hours of the week working in the local archives centre.It was a life far removed from their hero worshipped Jedi days but a life with infinitely more pleasure and peace.

Obi-wan dressed quickly and headed downstairs to the awaiting trio. Nothing could be more fulfilling than picking berries in the woods with his family. It is what he had lived for.