In the two weeks that had passed, Dormé couldn't help but notice Obi-Wan look at her with such curiosity. True, she didn't mind it, she'd held affections for the man for well over four years. It was the way he blushed when she caught him looking that made her wonder. He was leaving in three days and she felt near heartbroken that she wouldn't be seeing the man for another four months.

In two weeks Obi-Wan still hadn't figured out where Dormé stood in his family. They were close, yes, but he couldn't see her as a sister as he had Padmé for nearly fifteen years. What was odder, every time she caught him looking at her, he would blush. He blushed the way Anakin did when Padmé teased him playfully. Dormé was the mouse and his affections would one day become the cat, seeking her every hour of the day.

Creeping through the door so as not to wake Anakin or the twins in their afternoon nap-as Padmé was at her office in Theed-Dormé slipped into the sunshine. The gentle warmth soothing her neck from daily chores felt amazing.

She sat in the secret garden under a terrace, sunlight peeking out in efforts to hold her once more, and read her latest romance novel. Who would have thought Dormé liked those sort of books? Well, she could blame Sola for that one.

"Interesting reading material." Came a teasing Coruscanti accent.

"Obi-Wan!" Dormé stammered in surprise.

"Sorry to scare you, but I enjoy my fun." Obi-Wan said with only a hint of guilt.

"Oh really, you enjoy creeping up on innocent women and scaring them half to death?" she teased.

Obi-Wan blushed.

"Would you like to correct me, Master Kenobi?" she continued.

"I wouldn't call you innocent after that remark." Obi-Wan said, continuing in their banter.

"I still say you enjoy yourself to much." Dormé giggled

"And in what way ought I to take that?" Obi-Wan countered, daring her to continue.

"Any old way you like." And with that, Dormé went back to her book.

It wasn't until late at night, when everyone else was asleep, that the two were alone again.

"Master Kenobi, would you like to accompany me on a walk?" Dormé asked.

"Indeed, the weather is quite lovely this time of year." Obi-Wan picked up his cloak, as it was chili outside, but not so much that one couldn't enjoy a walk like their's.

"I'd say it's lovely always." Dormé said as they slipped out the door.

They traveled along a lesser taken path, both literally and figuratively. A budding romance was not like theirs. In a quiet banter they walked on, until Dormé stopped.

"Under the stars it doesn't seem so quiet anymore." She commented.

Obi-Wan stared at her for a good long while before speaking. "Dormé?"

She didn't have a moment to reply as Obi-Wan kissed her gently.

And for the last two days, as they became comfortable with eachother, they both knew a separation was in order. Obi-Wan needed to leave back for Coruscant.

And watching his ship leave, it did not break her heart because Obi-Wan made it strong.

Short as well, but hey, it's something, and it's something good. Thank Shakespere for my inspiration, though Hamlet is an odd source for romantic inspiration. By the way, 80 and growing visitors today and not one review? Odd