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A/N: Greetings, Star Wars fandom. I started writing this AU fic where Anakin trains Luke as a Jedi while I was waiting for a friend to return from research, and then I kind of went overboard.

-AS-

Jedi Temple

Coruscant

Luke was powerful. Extremely powerful. Anakin had known for many years that Luke was strong, but as a teenager his powers were finally showing their true potential. The whirring purr of their lightsabers filled Anakin's ears as they practiced.

As Luke lunged forward Anakin stepped to the side. "You need to practice your footwork, Luke."

"But Dad-"

Anakin shot him a sharp glare. "We're in the Jedi Temple, Luke. I am not your father here."

Anakin understood how difficult it was to distinguish work from home, especially for Luke, but here they were training. Here, Anakin was a Jedi Master first and a father second.

"Sorry, Master. I won't forget again. "

Luke stood up straight and bowed his head. Anakin smiled. The kid would forget again.

"We're going to do it again. Slowly, this time."

Some Jedi stopped to watch them. Who wouldn't? They were the only father-son who happened to be Master and Apprentice. And Anakin was a hero of the Clone Wars, the hero who discovered the hidden Sith Lord within the Senate. While Anakin enjoyed the attention, he sometimes found himself troubled. What if he had accepted Palpatine's request?

Anakin studied his son, whose face was scrunched up in concentration. He hadn't told his family about his brief descent into the Dark Side—about how Palpatine had nearly turned him while he was full of rage and anger. Even after these many years, Anakin suspected that Padme knew the truth. She knew about him slaughtering the Tusken Raiders after he had discovered Shmi dying in one of their tents. Aside from Obi-Wan, she knew him the best.

Luke, though... would he ever be like him?

"Let yourself be guided by the Force, Luke," Anakin said. "You rely too much on your physical strength, and on the things you can see."

"How can I use the Force on something if I can't see it?"

"You just have to trust your instincts."

Luke grumbled, but he closed his eyes and tried again.

Right now the Jedi Temple was their home. Padme and Leia were on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan, and what with Luke needing more Force training Anakin didn't bother going home. C-3PO was taking care of the house while the Skywalker men were on Jedi business.

As Anakin instructed Luke someone lurked into the training room. Anakin held up his mechanical hand for Luke to stop. Both of them shut off their lightsabers and placed them back on their belts. He slowly turned to face his old master.

"Obi-Wan," Anakin said, turning, "back from a meeting with the Jedi Council?"

Master Obi-Wan Kenobi leaned against a wall, watching them in silence. Anakin didn't even need to turn around to sense his presence: the Force was strong within his old master. It had not changed since Anakin left Obi-Wan's side.

"As always," Obi-Wan replied.

A beaming smile spread across Luke's face. "Master Obi-Wan! I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?"

"Good, Luke, thanks for asking. I've been busy with the Jedi Council."

Something about the way Obi-Wan spoke made Anakin believe that he was hiding something from Luke. Just as well—Anakin had heard unpleasant rumors that the Jedi Council believed that a Sith Lord still existed, despite the fact that Anakin had helped arrest Palpatine. He was in prison now, and Anakin had not bothered to visit his false friend.

"Your apprentice has grown strong in the Force, Anakin," Obi-Wan said. "You have trained him well."

"Thank you, Master." Anakin gazed at Obi-Wan steadily, trying to read his old master's face. "What are you doing here?"

"We have a task for you and your apprentice on Kashyyyk. There is an internal political dispute that requires Jedi mediators. Think you can handle it?"

Anakin and Luke glanced at each other. Luke was only fifteen, barely old enough to accompany Anakin on any possible violent mission. So far there hadn't been any particularly dangerous missions—not since the Sith had been stopped when Anakin was a younger man. Dangerous missions didn't bother Anakin—after all, he and Obi-Wan had some pretty terrifying adventures during his own training. Padme, however, forbade Anakin from taking Luke on any mission she deemed too dangerous. How could he explain that the Jedi Council could overrule her, since Luke was part of the Jedi Order. She didn't seem to think so, not when Luke hadn't yet passed his Trials.

"Kashyyyk?" Luke exclaimed. "I've never been there!"

"The Wookiees need Jedi mediators?" Anakin asked. "I've always hated politics, Obi-Wan, I don't know much about Wookiee politics."

"I'm not so sure it's all about politics," Obi-Wan replied. "The Wookie who contacted the Jedi Council seemed agitated. The Jedi Council wants you to uncover the truth."

Although Luke was practically wriggling with joy at the thought of going somewhere other than Coruscant or Tatooine, Anakin frowned. Kashyyyk was a dangerous planet. Having grown up in the city, Luke wouldn't have any idea how to navigate the treetop cities. One wrong move could send him hurtling to the misty floor, full of dangerous creatures even the Wookiees avoided. But Anakin couldn't shelter him forever, and he couldn't refuse a direct order from the Jedi Council.

Well, I could, Anakin thought, I've done it before. But one wrong move and they could take Luke away.

At first the Jedi Council had not approved of Anakin taking on his own son as his apprentice. Anakin had already broken the rules by marrying Padme in secret, and once she gave birth to twins their relationship couldn't be keep secret much longer. Save for Luke's fair hair, he looked almost exactly like his father. Some skillful negotiating on Obi-Wan's part had saved Anakin. He could continue being a Jedi Knight, but he would be indefinitely excused from the Jedi Council. Considering his deeds, it was a blessing Anakin was still a Jedi at all.

"When do we have to leave, Obi-wan?" Anakin asked.

"The shuttle leaves tonight. Earlier, if you are able."

"We'll be there."

For a moment Anakin thought that Obi-Wan was going to lecture him again, but why would he? Anakin was a much older man now, not an insolent young man who continually backtalked to his master. Luke was much politer to Anakin than Anakin had ever been to Obi-Wan.

"I trust you'll take care of the mission," Obi-Wan said. "Report to the Jedi Council once you've arrived on Kashyyyk."

Anakin nodded. "Will do. Come on, Luke. We best get going."

A/N: This was originally supposed to be a oneshot, but I think it needs to keep going. Consider this a prologue as I figure out other character POVs and other plot details. Not sure when I'll update, but I'll work out an update schedule after this really awful homework week is done.