In the sith family au can we have obiwan’s first date with satine be interrupted by his family’s arrival with tahl gushing at how cute his date is and when obiwan is gonna provide her grand babies. With quigon being scared of tahl’s threats from the subsequent trip on their ship of castrating him if he hurts obiwan and doesn’t apologize. Oh and anakin sneaks onto the ship for some payback on obiwan for threatening him when he was younger.
Sorry for the late upload. O.o
Qui-Gon was beyond excited. Only a couple of hours and he would see his son again. He would finally be able to see the man his boy had become with his own eyes and if he was lucky and Obi-Wan willed it, he may even had a chance of redeeming himself for what he had done.
“You better not make any more mistakes,” Tahl’s voice was cold as ice and the tall man did not need to turn around to know that her eyes were glowing yellow. “If you hurt him again, I will hurt you.”
“As you should,” he said. He could feel her brief surprise at his statement, but he would stand with it. It was his fault that their boy had ran away, away from him and all the pain he had suffered. It was his fault that a mother had lost her son.
“I am glad we are clear on that matter,” she finally said and turned to walk out of the cockpit again. The door behind her shut, leaving Qui-Gon to his own.
“Obi-Wan,” he whispered, for no one specifically.
Meanwhile, a certain blond Sith was hiding in the storage room. It had been a close call, but in the end he had managed to get on board without anyone noticing. His father may have told him to stay behind, but he would not back down, not when his chance for revenge was finally upon him.
“They seem to have a huge celebration,” Tahl commented. Her ire had cooled down again and the merry sound of a festival and happy people, seemed to work wonders for her own mood as well.
“I wonder what it is about,” said Qui-Gon. It was just their luck. During such festivities, a lot of people from other worlds and planets came to visit. They would not stand out, not tonight. It was the perfect opportunity for them to find Obi-Wan, who undoubtedly was among the celebrating people.
“Can you feel him?” Tahl asked, she was impatient.
“No, there are too many people. Besides, he must have gotten a lot better at shielding.” His wife hummed in agreement. “I suggest that we just start looking. If we don’t find him tonight, we will find him tomorrow,” he added.
“Then let’s go,” Tahl had grabbed her husband’s hand and was dragging him through the busy streets. To any outsider, they would have looked like any other couple, enjoying the evening.
“Qui-Gon,” the honey skinned Sith suddenly exclaimed. She was looking through colorful dressed people and the tall male struggled to follow her gaze. “There!”
“Where?” he narrowed his eyes and tried to find the familiar head of red hair in the moving crowd.
“He is dancing,” she whispered in awe and finally, Qui-Gon could see him too.
Blue-green eyes were shimmering in the colorful light of the lanterns. his well trained body was moving to the rhythmic beat and the beautiful voice of the female singer. A huge smile was plastered on his bearded features and he seemed to be truly enjoying himself.
“It’s him,” Qui-Gon whispered. It was one thing to saw a photograph of your long lost son, but another thing to see him with your own eyes. The feeling was magnificent and for one moment, the Sith couple watched the man dance with a blond female, who was fanciful dressed.
“What are we waiting for?” Tahl asked impatiently and she was only stopped by Qui-Gon’s large hand taking her wrist. Her questioning eyes landed on him.
“No Tahl,” he shook his head. “Look at them, truly look at them.” It was not hard to see the love between Obi-Wan and his partner and it was even easier to feel it in the Force.
A sad smile appeared on Qui-Gon’s bearded features and he wiped at his eyes. His wife squeezed his hand in comfort, having understood his sudden emotional outburst. They had missed a lot of his life and now their little boy was an adult, an independent one at that.
“We should interrupt them later,” Qui-Gon whispered, as if he feared that he would he heard y the ginger haired Sith. “Let them have this dance.” Tahl agreed.
Meanwhile was Anakin Skywalker grinning in absolute delight. He had planned starting with his ‘brother’s pet’ and then moving on to the real deal, but now that he had discovered that the damn man was in love… the possibilities were endless. Whatever he did to the blond female, it would undoubtedly hurt the ginger haired man. What a nice turn of events. The Force was truly with him tonight.
“Oh, you poor man,” Satine said in sympathy, her fingers running over freckled cheeks.
Obi-Wan was sitting on the ground, against a huge tree. His left leg was bend, while his other one was completely lying on the floor. His date was sitting sideways between his legs, with her own thrown over his right leg. She was leaning against his chest, with his arms wrapped lovingly around her.
“I learned to live with it… I found people, who made me forget what happened.”
“Still, it must have hard,” she could not imagine her in the same position, abandoned by her own father. She shook her head to get that thought out of her mind.
Blue eyes met blue-green ones and the female gasped at the pure love she found in those ever changing orbs. In the end, she did not know, who moved first, but the result stayed the same. Their lips met in a sweet and lasting kiss.
“I don’t want to interrupt them,” Tahl stated while watching the interaction between her son and his ‘friend’. They truly made a cute couple and in the privacy of her own mind, she could already see a couple of beautiful grandchildren in her arms. And there was just no way that her grandchildren would turn ugly, not with two such handsome people.
The long haired man at her side had just opened his mouth to retort, when he was interrupted by the scream of a child. The two Sith stood wide alert, their gazes torn from the still kissing couple. Tahl and Qui-Gon exchanged a look and as one, they darted into the direction, where the scream had come from.
Obi-Wan pulled away from his partner’s sweet lips abruptly and with wide eyes. He gasped out a startled, “Nox,” and looked at his date. “He is in danger.”
Satine blinked first in confusion, then it turned to understanding. “Go,” of course she was disappointed to be interrupted, but the Rancor was important to her partner.
“Thank you,” he kissed her lips again and was gone in a fog of black and green in the next moment, leaving the blonde behind. She hurried to get to her feet, intending to follow as best as she could.
Obi-Wan reappeared near the location, where he could feel his pet, only to find Nox cowering on the ground, clearly hurt and a tall man hovering above him, intending to deal the deadly blow. Rage flowed through his veins and before his brain had caught up with his body, he had Force thrown the stranger away with a little bit of Force lightning.
In the next moment, he had he Rancor in his embrace, shrinking him with the aid of Sith magic, so that he could comfortable hold him in one arm, healing him, while fighting. If the latter was necessary after his first strike that is.
“Qui-Gon!” a frightened female yelled and Obi-Wan froze. He recognized this voice.
Golden eyes finally took in the whole scene. A couple of children were nearby, clearly afraid of what was going on. He knew those children, they always played with Nox. The Rancor had taken a liking to them as well.
There were two more people in the clearing. One was on the ground, moaning in pain, his limbs twitching from the lightning attack and the other one trying to heal him. Only now did he recognize them as his parents.
Satine chose this moment to make an appearance as well…