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My first try at a Star Wars fic, other than my SPN crossover. And hey, this will be Het.

Chapter 1

Obi-Wan Kenobi stepped out onto the landing platform and took a look around the planet he hadn't stepped foot on in years, not since he'd been sent away when no Master had chosen him. And yet he felt no hatred at that thought, after all if he had been Chosen he never would have met the man who had become his Master, his Father. The planet was as he remembered, loud and busy, speeders and ships going all directions at high speeds. He sighed and ran a hand through his short auburn hair before fixing his clothes and picking up his bag to follow the others away from the ship. He knew who had killed his Master, he just didn't know the pretender's name or where exactly to find him, just that he was here, on Coruscant. The Force had led him this far and would lead him to his goal, he believed that totally. He raised his hood and smirked, eyes flashing yellow. Yes, the pretender who dared to call himself Darth Sidious would soon learn not to cross the real Sith.

Finding employment was rather easy even if it was a job his Master would not have approved of. After all, working security in the Senate ran the risk of bringing him into meetings with the Jedi, perhaps even ones who would remember him as a child. And if they did well all it would do was show them he had managed to move on and make a life for himself outside the Order. Although part of him wouldn't mind seeing Master Yoda again, he had done everything he could for him all those years ago and he had always felt cared for when with the diminutive Master. But if anyone was going to work out what he now was it was Yoda and he couldn't risk that. He personally didn't have anything against the Order and didn't want to come into conflict with them.

Working at the Senate was actually sort of fun and he heard a lot of gossip. It also gave him a reason to be just about anywhere, had to keep the Senators safe after all. Wouldn't look good if any of them were killed. It was also a job where he could work his way up the ladder. Being head of security would be really helpful after all. But for now he was just one of the lowly guards. Rising through the ranks too quickly would bring attention he didn't need.

Obi-Wan put a hand out to steady the person who had run into him and looked down to see a young boy with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. It was rare to find children in the corridors and he frowned in concern, especially when he saw the tears in the child's eyes. What really shocked him though was the incredible Force presence the boy had. He knelt down and gently wiped the tears away. "There, there, no harm done." He soothed and the boy sniffled. "Are you lost?" He got a head shake in response. "Well then where are you headed?"

"See Padme."

Obi-Wan frowned, that name wasn't familiar. "Does she work here?"

"For Queen Amidala."

"Ah, so you arrived with the Naboo delegation?" He asked gently and the boy nodded. "Come along then, let's get you back to them. What is your name?"

"Anakin Skywalker sir."

"No need for the sir, I'm just a guard. Obi-Wan Kenobi is my name." He shook the child's hand and got a small smile. "There you go. Want to tell me why you were crying?"

"They said I'm too old to be a Jedi." He answered and Obi-Wan had to shield his reaction from the boy. How could the Order not see the boys' potential and the risk of not taking him in? Why….a Sith might just stumble upon the boy and take him under his wing.

"I reached thirteen without being chosen as a Padawan so I was sent away." He told Anakin whose eyes widened in shock. "Didn't know that could happen?"

"No si…Mr. Kenobi. Master Qui-Gon said he would train my when he freed me."

"You were a slave?" Obi-Wan asked as he started walking towards where the Naboo delegation was staying and Anakin nodded. "What planet?"

"Tatooine. He tried to free my mother too but Watto wouldn't."

"I'm sorry to hear that Anakin. I think that the Order is stuck in the past, when they could afford to send children away but in the last several centuries their numbers have dwindled because of it. They don't care that they destroy the hopes and dreams of the children they cast aside but you're not alone Anakin. You have this Padme person right?" He asked and Anakin nodded. "And you can ask any of the guards to call me if you need help or someone to talk to."

"I wouldn't be a bother?"

"Not at all." Obi-Wan smiled at him and rang the buzzer, inkling his head to the handmaiden who answered. "Just returning young Master Skywalker." He informed her and she smiled at the boy.

"Thank you sir. I'm sorry Anakin but Padme hasn't come back yet. But you must be hungry, I'll find you some lunch." She ushered him into the apartment and Anakin turned around.

"Thank you Mr. Kenobi!"

"I hope to see you again Anakin." With that Obi-Wan left them and headed back to his post, mentally wondering over the idiocy of the Council. But their idiocy could give him something he was missing. He longed to have the sort of relationship with a student that he and his Master had enjoyed. Perhaps Anakin would be that student. He seemed a good boy and his darker emotions could be cultivated nicely to make him a well-balanced Sith, not a rage consumed monster.

Obi-Wan froze in shock as a familiar figure walked towards him. For a second he lost his composure, consumed by uncertainty and anger before he took a deep breath and calmed himself. "Master Jinn." He inclined his head and went to move on but the Jedi put a hand on his arm and Obi-Wan tensed.

"Do I know you?"

"You probably don't remember me. After all it's been years since you told me you wouldn't take me as your Padawan." He answered, happy to see the reaction of shock that caused.

Qui-Gon frowned as he studied the young man. And then it hit him, the young initiate Yoda had pushed him towards for months and he had turned down. "Kenobi?" He asked and the young man….security guard from his uniform, nodded.

"If you're looking for Anakin he's in her Majesty's apartment being consoled. Good day Master Jinn."

"Do you hate me?" The quiet answer made him turn and look at the aging master.

"No. You crushed a child's dreams and I am no longer a child. I have a home and a secure job despite the Order's actions." Obi-Wan stated before walking away. He hid his trembling hands in his pockets as he walked. That had been an unexpected shock.

"Mr. Kenobi!" An excited voice called and Obi-Wan turned, smiling at Anakin as he ran closer, his pack over his shoulder.

"Feeling better?"

"Yep. We're going to Naboo!"

"Oh?" He'd heard part of the Queen's impassioned speech to the Senate and had gotten the feeling she wouldn't wait around for action, especially with the vote of no-confidence.

"Anakin." A calm female voice called and Obi-Wan looked down the hall to see a young handmaiden approaching but there was something….oh, that was a nice little trick and probably very handy.

"Padme! Come meet Mr. Kenobi!" Anakin called happy that two of his friends would get to meet. Obi-Wan gave a small bow to the young woman.

"Mr. Kenobi." Padme extended her hand and he took it gently yet firmly.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi M'Lady. It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Thank you, its Padme please. I am just a Handmaiden. We need to get going Anakin, we can't keep the Queen waiting."

"Bye Mr. Kenobi."

"Goodbye Anakin, Padme. I hope to see you both one day. And remember what I told you Anakin, if you need someone to talk too." The boy nodded as they left and Obi-Wan found himself watching them both, wondering how Anakin would react to knowing his friend was actually the Queen.

TBC….

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