Title: Why?
Author: Sabey
Archive: Obi-Ani.
Category: No sex (sorry guys!), A/U (for Ani/Obi romance), and major angst
Rating: G
Spoilers: AotC
Summary: Obi helps Ani after his mom dies.
Feedback: Of course at: anakins_chick457@yahoo.com
Warnings: Bring tissues

19-year-old Anakin Skywalker quietly walked through the door to the quarters he shared with his lover and former master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. He was so exhausted from protecting Senator Amidala that he almost collapsed right there, but when he thought about his dead mother, anger welled up inside him, making him feel a newfound strength. Then he felt the comforting touch of a mind on his, a touch that was so gentle and kind, and the anger drained, leaving behind sadness. Tears pooled in his eyes and he noticed that his beloved was sitting in his favorite cushioned, rocking, recliner chair, wearing his glasses and reading.

Obi-Wan saw his lover and looked him over from where he sat. The young man's eyes were glassy, red, puffy, and bloodshot, his face was blotchy, his nose was red, his shoulders were slumped, and he looked absolutely miserable. Obi-Wan took his glasses off, set his book down on the coffee table, and opened his arms, soon gaining an armful of a trembling, blonde, lover. He made him sit in his lap and made it so that Anakin's legs were draped over the chair arm. The older man stroked his hair and heard him softly crying into his chest. He had no idea of what was wrong with his angel, but he intended to find out.

"Anakin?" Obi-Wan said softly, but got no answer, so he tipped the younger man's chin up and looked into his beautiful, tear-filled eyes, gently stroking his cheek, "Baby, what's wrong?" Anakin just stared at him and Obi-Wan saw the pain in the dark blue depths. His young lover leaned into his touch and closed his eyes, sighing deeply as pain creased his forehead.

"Tell me, Darling," he coaxed and lightly planted a kiss on Anakin's lips, which he only slightly returned. Anakin sighed again and laid his head on Obi-Wan's chest, letting a few tears slip from his eyes.

"I miss my mom," Anakin whispered and turned his face into the man's tunic as he sobbed. Obi-Wan made the chair rock back and forth while he tried to soothe his bondmate.

"Shh, it's all right. You'll see her again soon. I'll tell the Council that you wish to visit her now that you're a knight. Maybe I can go to them later today," Obi-Wan said encouragingly. Anakin's sobs quieted a bit and he looked up into Obi-Wan's face with an emotion that the man couldn't recognize. It was a cross between pain and anger.

"She's *dead*, Obi-Wan. *DEAD*," Anakin said gravely and buried his face in his chest again. His lover was shocked, but he still continued to coo and stroke him.

"Oh, my love, I'm *so* sorry. I-I had no idea thatů" He didn't finish and just held his former padawan.

"I miss her so much!" Anakin cried.

"I know, Ani, I know. Just let it out. Let it aaaalll out now. It's all right. Good. I know you've been hurt, so you just cry. Just cry. That's it, Baby. That's it," Obi-Wan drawled. He could feel his beloved's pain through the Force quite clearly and it hurt him to know that he wasn`t happy. After about 45 minutes, Anakin fell asleep in Obi-Wan's arms, so the man took him to the bedroom and laid him down in their bed. He went to the 'fresher and got a warm, wet washcloth before sitting on the edge of the bed and gently washing Anakin's face. When he was done, he set the rag down on the nightstand, got under the covers next to his sweetheart, and took him into his arms, holding him close and planting light kisses on his face.

//Why, Obi-Wan? Why did she have to die? What did she ever do wrong?// he heard in his head and sighed.

//I don't know, beloved. I don't know. I wish I could tell you, though, sweet one,// Obi-Wan replied. He stroked Anakin's hair and moved him so that the young man's head was pillowed on his shoulder.

//Go to sleep, my love. We'll discuss this in the morning.//

//Okay. I love you, Obi-Wan.//

//I love you, too, Baby.// And with that, they fell asleep, and woke to many restless days ahead of them, but they knew they would be all right as long as they had each other.

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