Saga Dance Party (Obi-Wan/Luminara, Anakin/Barriss)

Obi-Wan took a deep breath, raised his hand, lowered it again, straightened his tie, and knocked on the door. In seconds, it hissed open, and Barriss was standing in the entry to the apartment she shared with her Master, Luminara.

?Oh, good afternoon, Master Kenobi,? the young woman said pleasantly. With difficulty, Obi-Wan forced his eyes away from her rather distracting attire, a black strapless cocktail dress with a skirt so short, anyone else could have worn it as a headband.

?Uh, I?m looking for Luminara,? he stammered, turning slightly red. It was amazing what an outfit could do to his normally calm, collected attitude, he reflected embarrassedly.

Barriss smiled knowingly. ?She?s around here somewhere. Why don?t you come in while you wait for her? I?m sure you?d be much more comfortable.?

?Sure,? Obi-Wan said, stepping past Barriss. ?Anakin should be here in a few minutes. When I left he said he was almost ready.?

?Oh, that?s good.? She followed him back in, letting the door close behind them. ?Master?? Barriss called. ?Hang on a second,? she added to Obi-Wan. He sank onto the couch, grateful that Barriss was gone. It was getting harder for him to concentrate with her around ? he?d never noticed before what pretty legs the slim, petite Padawan had. But then, she usually wore floor-length skirts.

Just then, Barriss re-emerged from one of the back rooms, Luminara on her heels. Obi-Wan?s jaw dropped. Luminara was drop-dead gorgeous even at her worst, with her long, slender legs and blue-eyed, olive-skinned Mirialan good looks, but tonight she was dazzingly, stunningly beautiful. Her black spaghetti-strap dress was low-cut and tight enough through the bodice to flaunt every curve, hugging her hips and flaring out into a full, short skirt that ended well above her knees.

Barriss smiled disarmingly. ?I?ll just go finish getting ready and leave you two alone,? she said, turning on her three-inch high heels and disappearing into her bedroom.

?Good evening, Master Unduli,? Obi-Wan said, jumping to his feet and executing an elegant bow.

?The same, Master Kenobi,? Luminara replied, her eyes dancing with laughter as she swept into a perfect curtsy.

?You look gorgeous,? he murmured. Wait a second, was that out loud?

?Thank you,? she answered, blushing slightly. It contrasted nicely with the black of her tattoos and the soft brown-olive of her skin. She put her hand under his chin and gently tilted his face up. ?But my eyes are up here.?
Obi-Wan turned the color of a scalded tomato, all the way to the tips of his ears. In his mind, he cursed being a redhead as he grinned sheepishly. ?Sorry.?

?It?s okay,? Luminara assured him. Looking over her shoulder into the mirror on the wall behind her, she asked, ?I wonder if maybe I overdid it??

?No!? Obi-Wan shouted. Luminara looked slightly startled. Ack! Why am I suddenly having such a hard time talking to her? Obi-Wan berated himself. ?I mean, no,? he corrected at a normal volume. ?You look amazing.?

?Are you sure?? she asked, tugging on the bottom of the skirt, which was much shorter than she was used to. ?Maybe this is too short. People my age shouldn?t wear short skirts.?

?It looks fine,? Obi-Wan assured her, straightening his tie again. ?The skirt is perfect. So is the top.? Oh, Force, why did I say that?

Luminara laughed. ?So you have pointed out.?

Let?s just get to the party before I say something else stupid, Obi-Wan thought. And before she realizes that in my mind I?m still thinking about that skirt. ?Shall we leave?? he asked formally, holding out his arm.

?Why not?? Luminara replied, taking it. ?Barriss, we?re leaving!? she called back into Barriss?s room.

?Okay, see you at the party!? Barriss?s voice answered. The two Masters walked slowly toward the cafeteria, which had been decorated for the party. All the tables had been moved somewhere else, and a DJ booth had been set up in one corner, complete with speakers and a microphone. There was a stage along the back wall. A few teenage Jed

 

I guess the Jedi really like wearing futuristic clothing .

I can so imagine Yoda and Yaddle dancing together.

 

Gee golly fiddlesticks, that was warm and fuzzy! I'm always a fan of mush, especially when it comes in the Obi/Lumi variety (and especially when it comes in the shaved Obi/Lumi variety).

One question: does the proposal mean they're leaving the order or just pulling and Ani/Padme?

 

Gee golly fiddlesticks, MsV--I'd say that was a bit more than warm and, in light of the clean-shaven Obi, there was a distinct lack of fuzziness (which I am highly okay with ). lol, Poor Obi, I know the overactive blush factor quite well .

 

Pretty good. Nice to see the Jedi having some fun.

 

Just in case anybody was interested or wanted to know, I am currently in the process of writing both a prequel and a sequel to this story, so it shouldn't be too much longer. Stay tuned if you're interested otherwise just ignore me!