On your way to a meeting with Master Yoda in the Council room—something about your training, you presumed—you ran into Master Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan outside your destination.

"Ah! Y/N, it's nice to see you. How is your training going?" Master Qui-Gon greeted you with a kind hand on your shoulder, and you gave a respectful bow before replying, "I think my training is going quite well, Master Qui-Gon. Master Yoda says that I am particularly strong in my Force abilities." You straightened a bit as you said this, proud of your achievements. "He actually requested to see me. I'm just on my way to meet with him."

Your long time friend, Obi-Wan, joined the conversation, "Well you might have to wait a bit longer. The Council is currently meeting with a boy we picked up on a planet called Tatooine. We're waiting on their decision about whether or not Master Qui-Gon can train him." Obi-Wan smiled at you as he filled you in, happy to be back, even if just for the reason of seeing your face again. You returned his smile with your own, your own happiness for his safe return evident in your eyes, and replied, "Hmm... That sounds interesting. It must be fun for you to go out on all of those exciting missions, isn't it?"

"Well, I wouldn't say fun..." Obi-Wan was about to continue, but then the Council room doors opened, and out came a small boy with dirty blond hair and a round face, looking quite dejected. He approached Master Qui-Gon and mumbled about how the Council had decided against his training because of the fear they saw in him. Master Qui-Gon frowned in a way that made you question what he might do next. You had known him practically all your life, and his face told you that he planned on challenging the Council about this decision. You hoped he wouldn't press too hard about it, because something told you that he would eventually get his way, and that it wouldn't be a good thing...

"Who's she?" The little boy's voice called you out of your thoughts, and you turned to look at him. In reply, you bowed slightly and answered, "I am Y/N Silvenia Claros. A Jedi padawan, just like Obi-Wan. But my Master is Yoda, not Qui-Gon."

The boy's face scrunched up and he blurted, "I don't like Master Yoda very much. He won't let me be a Jedi." You smiled and placed your hands on your knees, bending slightly and coming closer to the child's eye level. You maintained a happy expression, but resolved to move past the conversation to a new one, "And who might you be?"

The boy seemed to realize his manners and bowed in response as he answered, "Hello. I'm Anakin Skywalker. I'm from Tatooine." You nodded and replied, "Well, it is very nice to meet you Anakin. I hope that we may see each other again." You smiled and Anakin grinned back in agreement. Straightening in time to see Yoda exit the Council room, you moved to approach him, but Obi-Wan blocked your path. You looked up at him, indignant that he interrupted.

"I think Master Qui-Gon would like to talk to him for a moment. So, could you spare one for me?" Obi-Wan smiled hopefully in a way that you knew you couldn't refuse. Checking to see the two Masters talking, you sighed and turned back to your friend, "Alright. What do you want to talk about?"

Obi-Wan pulled you farther away from the Masters and Anakin. You could feel the pressure of his hand through your robes and could sense that he felt uneasy about something.

"What is it? What's wrong?" You asked, your hand grasping his forearm in worry as you searched his eyes.

He was worried, that was true, but feeling your hand on his arm and hearing your concern for him, gave him a certain peace. Still, he couldn't help but glance over his shoulder before returning his gaze to you and saying, "I know that your Force senses are strong, Y/N. So, I have to ask, what do you sense about Anakin?"

You frowned, wondering why he asked, but glanced over to the boy nonetheless. After a moment, you turned back to Obi-Wan and replied, "He's scared. About a lot of things. And–And there's some anger there too. It's not much, but I sense that it could grow. He has many obstacles to face in his future. I know that much." You sighed, "But I can't tell you more than that. The future is...blurry..."

Obi-Wan nodded, seeming lost in thought. Then you noticed the two Masters winding down their conversation. You brushed past your friend, excusing yourself, "I have to go, Obi-Wan." Though as you walked away, you added over your shoulder, "But we will talk about this later," and gave him a stern look.

Unbeknownst to you, he stared after you for a moment, loving when you got motherly and worried. He admired you for that and many other things, making a fondness for his best friend grow in his chest every day. When he realized his thoughts, the padawan shook his head, knowing how dangerous those feelings could be.

Finally, you managed to approach Master Yoda as he assured Qui-Gon, "Talk about this later, we will. Allow me time with my padawan, first." Master Qui-Gon nodded and bowed out, giving you room to talk with your Master.

"About your training, this is." Yoda motioned for you to follow him. You felt slightly nervous about what he might say, but you quickly dismissed any thoughts of doubt or fear from your mind, knowing how dangerous those feelings could be.