Sequel or Prequel? : first Fan Fic hope you guys like it !!!

Autor(s): Satine SkyWalker {Padme's Dreams@yahoo.com} & Raven Williams [BonosRadiantMascara@u2fan.net]

Rating: PG or PG-13

Characters: Obi Wan Kenobi And Satine SkyWalker

Category: Drama, Humor, PWP, Romance,Seduction

Status: (1/?)

Disclaimer: Sadly as it seems we don't own Obi-Wan Kenobi. If we did, you guys would never see him again but you would hear him....(Evil Smiles) But me Satine Skywalker, I own the chick. The chick is mine!! All mine!!!! Lucas please don't sue us!!! We're just playing with him! Really! :)

Summary: Obi Wan Kenobi was sent in a mission to find a bounty hunter who stole a really important disk from the rebels so he sets off to catch this bounty hunter only to reveal someone that haunted his life and dreams ...

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Obi- Wan chases the slippery bounty hunter through the undergrounds of Coruscant. They'd started fighting in a little hole-in-the-wall cantina, but then the bounty hunter took off on foot down the dark, dank alleyways. //Force, this one's fast!// Obi thought to himself as the bounty hunter rounded a sharp corner. The bounty hunter slammed into a group of drugged pedestrians, losing the plate that covered her chest. Obi- Wan stops chasing her, out of breath and curious. //I'm getting way too old for this game of cat-and-mouse.// He picks up the plate of chest armor. Its hard inside held the vague scent of a female. Obi stares at the plate, puzzled. A female bounty hunter? Grinning to himself, Obi-Wan started searching for the bounty hunter. Mabye he could get some of his questions answered.

After a while, Obi-Wan gave up. It was impossible. He'd need backup to look for the mysterious female bounty hunter. He picks up his comlink and turns it on. "Anakin. I need..." Obi began, but stopped short. In the background of the recieving end of the comlink were loud moans and grunts. He didn't even want to imagine what Anakin was doing. Shaking his head, Obi-Wan switched the comlink off and clipped it to his belt again. He looks around the semi-crowded alleyway. He sighs to himself and looks up at the Coruscant skies. The highways and the skyscrapers clouded much of the views, but it was a beautiful sight nonetheless. The skies were slowly fading from its usual deep blue into a fiery scarlet trailed by deep hues of orange and yellow as the sun dipped down into the horizon. Following the outline of a skyscraper all the way to the bottom, he spotted her. The mysterious female bounty hunter. Sitting on a bench, she finished her work, then placed the computer aside, taking a deep breath and letting it out. Looking up, she made eye contact with Obi-Wan. //Oh perfect...// she thought as he made his way toward her. Instead of coming up with wisecracks or running away, she unbuttoned the snaps of her leather pants, spreading her legs wide. Obi-Wan nearly tripped over himself. Of all the things for a bounty hunter to pull, he hadn't expected this. Stopping in front of her, he tried to speak, but nothing came out. "Bantha got your tongue?" she half purred at him. "Um... uh, I..." he stumbled over his words like a babbling moron. Kicking his shin softly, the bounty hunter purred "Spit it out, Jedi. I haven't all day."

Obi-Wan knew he needed the disk that she'd stolen earlier, but he couldn't bring himself to mention it. He just kept on staring at the open zipper of her tight leather combat pants. Her body was very firm, athleticly fit. The sheen of her leather pants nearly made Obi-Wan dizzy. Saying nothing, Obi-Wan reached for her helmet and pulled it off. He couldn't believe it.

"Satine?" he gasped. Satine was his ex-girlfriend. She smirked up at him, keeping her slouched, seductive form. "In the flesh," She purred, "I believe you want this?" She held up the stolen disk between two fingers. Obi reached for it, but Satine was quicker. She stuck the disk into the open leather pants. Right down the front until the disk was resting between her legs. "Oops," she purred dangerously, "I've dropped it. You want to get that for me?" Obi-Wan was becoming enraged with himself. Part of him wanted to just rip her tight clothes off and part of him wanted to kill her. //Forget Jedi ways// he thought to himself as he shoved his hand down the front of a very shocked Satine's pants. He pulled the disk out and threw it over his shoulder. He pulled Satine up by the collar of her jacket. //Oh, Sith. Here it comes...// she thought. Instead of striking her as she had expected, Obi-Wan brought her face close to his and trapped her lips in a kiss. Satine struggled against him, but after a few seconds stopped. Instead of struggling she kneed Obi-Wan right between his sinewy legs. Obi-Wan broke the kiss with a groan of pain. He released Satine as she laughed at him. His face changed from pain to anger. "You leave me no choice, Satine." he growled angrily. Satine backed away from him slowly, a tauntaun-caught-in-the-headlights expression on her face. Slowly, Obi-Wan sauntered dangerously towards Satine. Satine snatched her helmet from the bench and turned to run from Obi-Wan. She ran, looking back at him. She turned her head and smashed face to chest into Obi-Wan. He didn't even stumble. Satine fell hard on her backside. Her face was as white as the snow on Hoth. Slowly, she crawled away from Obi-Wan, reaching for her blaster. Obi-Wan smirked at her. Quicker than light, he snatched the blaster from her hand and sat on her hips, pinning her in place. "You can run," he purred huskily in his sexy accent, "but you can't hide." His hand caressed the side of her face. Satine closed her eyes. Memories of Obi-Wan flooded her mind. Memories of his touch and the way he used to caress her thigh whenever he wanted her in the morning. Reality eventually punched her in the face and Satine remembered the way he'd left her. It had been a bright afternoon. Birds were singing, the sun shone like a diamond in the sky. Instead of waking up to Obi-Wan sleeping peacefully beside her, there had been a note pinned to his pillow. "I can't stay." was all it said. She'd searched for him, but no matter what she did, he was always one step ahead of her. Eventually, Satine grew to loathe Obi-Wan. She wanted to help defeat the Jedi. Possibly even rid the universe of Obi-Wan.

Obi's finger trailed right to Satine's lips as she glared hatefully at him. He smiled at her lustily. His forefinger traced her lower lip when she bit him hard. Obi-Wan drew back sharply. Satine squirmed against him, wanting to be let go. Obi-Wan grabbed both of Satine's flailing fists easily. "What in Sith is wrong with you, Satine?" he growled. Eyes flashing, Satine responded. "Why?" she screamed at him. "Why what?"he purred. "Why did you leave me? Was I not good enough for you? Did I not deserve a proper goodbye instead of a fucking note?" she yelled at Obi. She struggled some more. "Let me go! Let me go you Jedi asshole!!!" she screamed as Obi-Wan's hand clamped roughly on her mouth. She struggled against him, trying to bend her knees. He searched her eyes and saw pain. Pain that he had caused. Tears began to slowly cloud her eyes. Pity overwhelming him, Obi-Wan released her mouth. He turned his face. He knew he should tell her, but he couldn't. Obi-Wan got off of Satine's hips, deep in thought. Happy to be free, Satine stood up but didn't leave. "Why did you leave me?" she whispered softly. "Why?" she screamed. Obi-Wan whirled around to face her. "Because I love you! I love you and I was too much of a coward to tell you!" he screamed back at her, nearly at tears himself. Slowly, the puzzle pieces that were strewn apart in Satine's mind were coming together. All those times he'd wanted to say something to her but never did were beginning to make sense.

Obi-Wan fiddled with something in his pocket. "I've held this since the last time I saw you," he smiled softly, remembering when he last saw her, which was when she was sleeping. He slowly drew his hand out of his pocket. In the palm of his hand was a small black box. Satine gazed curiously at the small box. By this time, tears streaked Obi-Wan's cheeks. He tried to hide them by quickly swiping at them, but it was no use. Silently, he opened the box. Inside was a sparkling teardrop diamond set in a gold band. The diamond shone brightly, small flecks of scarlet and deep blue playing on the inside lid of the box. Obi-Wan took a step towards Satine. She stared at the ring, then at him. Satine stepped into Obi-Wan's arms, sobbing softly. Obi closed his arms around her. Satine rubbed her face against the rough fabric of his tunic. He smelled so good. Just the way she remembered. His free hand wandered to her silky hair. "Oh Gods," she sobbed into his shoulder. He quickly kissed her forehead. Satine looked up at him, her tears clouding her view of Obi's handsome face. She closed her eyes and slowly opened them. Obi took the ring from the box and put it on Satine's finger. "Satine," Obi began. "I was a fool. After I left you, I couldn't bring myself to see anyone else." Obi lifted Satine's face and gazed deeply into her eyes, searching her soul. He dropped to his knees and hugged Satine around the middle. Satine tangled her hands in Obi-Wan's golden blond hair. "Please," Obi-Wan choked through his tears, "stay with me. I need you." Satine slowly dropped to her knees beside Obi. She softly kissed him. "I will love you until my dying day." she sobbed. Obi kissed her tears away. Kissing Obi, Satine leaned back, slowly lying down in the dirty alley, dragging Obi-Wan with her. Obi crushed his lips onto Satine's in a passionate kiss.

Obi-Wan broke the kiss. "Satine," he purred, smiling at her,"We're in the dirt, and people are staring at us." Satine opened her eyes. She looked around. Sure enough, there was a ring of people watching them. There was an old woman crying, and several couples kissing, declaring love for each other. Obi and Satine smiled and Obi-Wan rose, dusted himself and held out a hand for Satine. She took his hand and Obi gently lifted her out of the dirt. She dusts herself off and the crowd that had gathered around them seemed to hold their breaths. Obi pulls her near and picks her up, kissing her, then walks away, Satine in his arms. The crowd began clapping. Obi's hand wandered to her tickle spot and squeezed. Satine let out a loud, sharp squeak and nearly fell out of his arms. She pulls hard on a lock of Obi-Wan's hair, regaining her balance. Obi yelped in pain. "I'm sorry, did that hurt?" Satine growled, yanking harder on the lock of hair this time. Obi glared at Satine sternly. "You never changed did you?" he snapped. Satine laughed and snuggled closer to his chest. "Nope. Wanna find out if anything else has changed?" she purrs, smiling at him like a cheshire cat. Obi stops walking and stares blankly at Satine. Before he could say anything, Satine kissed him. "Keep walking, tiger." she

purred.

...:::Two Hours Later:::...

"Oh Force! Obi!" Satine moans. "Satine..." Obi grunted, "Stop moving..." Satine looks at Obi-Wan. "Why?" she asked. Obi-Wan looked at her. "Because if you keep moving, I'll never finish this foot massage." Satine wiggled her toes. "But it tickles and feels good at the same time!!" she squealed. Obi-Wan finally finished the massage. Satine lay panting from laughter next to Obi. Smiling lasciviously, Obi-Wan rolls on top of her. Satine cocks and eyebrow. "And now for your lightsaber training..." he purrs. Satine giggles as Obi-Wan licks a trail to her belly button.

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