This is a story that I had started working on last year, but was on temporary hiatus due to me working on my Naruto crossover. Me publishing this DOES NOT mean that I am ready to start updating 'Wandering Paths' on a regular basis again.

My computer (a.k.a. my mom's, though I use it more) has a bunch of crap on it and some of it needs to be gotten rid of. Therefore, I am posting this, so that more space can be freed on the computer.

I think it is not ready to be read yet, so please hang in there if it is not very good.

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or Star Wars, 'cause they belong to Takahashi Rumiko and George Lucas/LucasFilm

"speaking"

'thinking'

"Huttese"

Ages:

Anakin – 9

Kagome – 12

Padmé – 14

Qui-Gon – 60 (doesn't look it, does he?)

Obi-Wan – 25

Jar Jar – 20

Chapter I: Disturbances in the Force

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A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

Episode I: The Phantom Menace

Turmoil has engulfed the Galactic Republic. The taxation of trade routes to outlaying star systems is in dispute.

Hoping to resolve the matter with a blockade of deadly battleships, the greedy Trade Federation has stopped all shipping to the planet of Naboo.

While the congress of the Republic endlessly debates this alarming chain of events, the Supreme Chancellor has secretly dispatched two Jedi Knights, the guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, to settle the conflict…

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It was a normal day on Tatooine. Or, at least, it seemed to be normal. As usual, the two suns that the little red planet circled had risen high into the sky. They had very simple names that were easy to remember: Tatoo I and Tatoo II. People went about their daily lives. The people who did not live in the larger cities in the northern hemisphere continued to farm moisture for the planet, and the people in the cities, such as Mos Espa and Mos Eisley, went about their business, like selling, buying, or, most notably, gambling.

Suddenly, out of the pale blue sky lit by its twin suns, came a long, silver cruiser spaceship. Anyone seeing it, which they hadn't, would have wondered what had brought the people on board to such an out-of-the-way planet such as Tatooine. Tatooine was all desert, despite having unique rock formations. It was hot and bleak, as it had always been for the past for the past few millenniums. Anyone looking at it could hardly imagine that once-upon-a-time, Tatooine had been a lush, jungle-infested planet covered by oceans, and the only intelligent inhabitants being the Jawas and the Ghorfas, also known as Sandpeople to the native humans.

The cruiser was small compared to the huge Republic warships that roamed the galaxy in times of turmoil and battle. It was, as mentioned, long and silver, more chrome than anything else. It had viewing windows at the top where it bulged upwards a little, and twin engines sticking out on either side of it. As it neared the red dusty ground, it extended little legs to land on. Slowly, it settled on the legs with an audible 'clunk', and dust flew all around. And it was because of the arrival of this strange little cruiser that the day was not quite as normal as it usually was.

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A tall, middle-aged man with long, graying brown hair and blue eyes entered one of the control rooms on the silver ship. He was wearing a long grey poncho over his other clothes, concealing the fact that he was a Jedi. Successfully locating his apprentice, the man, called Qui-Gon Jinn, approached him. The Padawan learner, known as Obi-Wan Kenobi, was currently checking on the cables in the control room.

"The hyper-drive generator's gone, Master. We'll need a new one," said Obi-Wan, seeing his master enter.

Obi-Wan was about twenty-five years of age, and was a few inches shorter than his master. His eyes were blue-grey, and his hair was reddish-blonde. Like most Human Padawan learners, his hair was short with a small ponytail on the back of his head, with a long braid coming down from behind his ear.

"That'll complicate things," said Qui-Gon, sighing.

Then he looked around and said, "Be wary. I sense a disturbance in the force."

"I sense it also, Master," said Obi-Wan, nodding. "But…"

"What is it?" asked Qui-Gon.

"There is something else, Master. It feels like another disturbance, but I can't tell if it is actually one or not."

"Does it feel like it's playing hide-and-seek with you?" asked Qui-Gon.

"Yes. Do you sense it also, Master?"

"I do. Remember, don't let them send any transmissions," said Qui-Gon, before leaving.

'Them' referred to the Queen of Naboo and her followers, who were currently on the run from the Trade Federation in the little silver ship. Naboo was one of the planets under the control of the Republic, but the leaders of the Trade Federation had tried to make Queen Amidala, ruler of Naboo, sign a treaty that would make her powerless, and let them gain control instead. Luckily, Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi, along with the 'help' of a native inhabitant named Jar Jar Binks, freed Queen Amidala and some of her followers, and escaped here to Tatooine. It was the perfect place to hide, since Tatooine was so far away and almost utterly unknown, or forgotten.

Obi-Wan watched his master leave and wondered what he should do in the meantime. His master had been wearing an overcoat to hide his Jedi clothing, so Obi-Wan assumed Qui-Gon had decided to go into the nearby city of Mos Espa.

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Qui-Gon had decided to take Jar Jar with him, as well as the little droid who had saved their lives during the onslaught from the Trade Federation. The droid was called R2-D2. The three of them were setting out to Mos Espa, hoping to find replacement parts for the ship.

"Dis sun doin' murder ta mesa skin," said Jar Jar in his funny Gungan accent.

The Gungans were one of the natives to the planet Naboo, where it was covered by jungles and lots of water. They lived in large cities underwater, though they did require oxygen to live. Jar Jar appeared to be descended from some sort of amphibian, with large, googly eyes and huge earflaps that could have been gills millions of years before. No wonder his poor skin was being harmed by the suns of the binary star system.

"Wait!" came a familiar voice behind them.

Qui-Gon and Jar Jar turned around to see Captain Panaka, leader of the Royal Naboo Security Forces, accompanied by what appeared to one of the Queen's handmaidens, though she wasn't wearing her orange and yellow robes.

"Wait. Her Highness commands that you take her handmaiden with you," said Panaka, drawing level with Qui-Gon.

"No more commands from Her Highness today, Captain. The spaceport isn't going to be very pleasant," said Qui-Gon, turning to leave.

"The queen wishes it; she's curious about the planet," said Panaka with finality.

Qui-Gon exhaled and said, "This is not a good idea. Stay close to me," he added to the handmaiden.

He turned and began walking towards the spaceport again, this time with the handmaiden following him. R2 beeped as he began following the handmaiden, and Panaka turned and began walking back to Her Highness's ship.

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Once they reached the spaceport, various races and species could be seen, which was normal for a spaceport. Cruisers of all sorts flew in the air.

"…Moisture farms, for the most part. Some indigenous tribes, and scavengers. A few spaceports like this one are havens for those who don't wish to be found," explained Qui-Gon.

"Like us," said the handmaiden, who had introduced herself as Padmé and was walking beside him.

"Dissen berry berry bad," said Jar Jar, and then promptly stepped into some dung of some sort.

"Oooh! Icky, icky goo!" he exclaimed, wiping his foot on the dirt.

They walked up the street, and looked around. A giant reptile, known as a dewback, walked behind them.

"We'll try one of the smaller dealers," said Qui-Gon, nodding and turning towards a shop near them.

Inside the dark shop, a bell tinkled, notifying the owner that a customer had entered. The owner, who had been dozing behind the counter, was called Watto, and was a Toydarian. The Toydarians were a race from the planet Toydaria (1), which was close to the planet Nal Hutta, a planet controlled by the Hutts.

Watto had a short, stubble-covered trunk similar to an elephant's, with small, protruding tusks, one of them broken, sticking out from his lower jaw. He had three fingers on each hand, and his long legs ended in webbed feet with three toes. One of the legs was lame, though it wasn't very noticeable. His skin was greyish-blue. It too was covered with stubble, but not as much as his trunk. On his upper back was a pair of delicate-looking wings, which Watto used most of the time. His eyes were orange with oval-shaped pupils.

When Watto heard the door tinkle, he said, "Huta ya nolia (good day to you, [usually to a stranger])!"

Opening his wings, he flew over in front of Qui-Gon.

"Hi chuba da naga (what do you want)?" he asked in Huttese (2).

"I need parts for a J-Type 327 Nubian," said Qui-Gon.

"Ah, yes! Nubian! We have lots of that," said Watto eagerly, and turned around to shout behind him.

"Peedunkee (boy)! Naba de unko (get in here, now)!" he yelled over his shoulder, and a young boy with sandy-blonde hair came running in.

"Coona tee-tocky malia (what took you so long)?" asked Watto angrily as the boy came running up to the counter.

"Mel tassa cho-passa (I was cleaning the fan switches)–" began the boy, trying to explain.

"Chut-chut (never mind)! Ganda doe wallya (watch the store)! Me dwano no bata (I've got some selling to do here)! Chik na di kato (where is the girl)?"

"You sent her out for something," said the boy in Galactic Basic (3), climbing up on the counter.

"Tagwa (yes), tagwa! So," said Watto, turning back to Qui-Gon, "let me take a-thee out back. We'll find what you need."

Watto laughed to himself as Qui-Gon and R2 followed him to the scrap-yard out behind the store. The Jedi had to take something out of Jar Jar's hands along the way and reprimand him. Once Qui-Gon had his back turned, Jar Jar stuck out his long tongue and waggled his hands at his earflaps. Then the Gungan strode over to another part of the shop with his funny gait and examined a folded-up droid.

Padmé was looking all around the shop, when the boy, who had been staring at her, suddenly spoke up.

"Are you an angel?" asked the boy.

Padmé looked at him, surprised, and said, "What?"

"An angel. I've heard the deep-space pilots talk about them. They're the most beautiful creatures in the universe. They live on the Moons of Iego, I think," said the boy.

"You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much?" said Padmé, smiling at him.

"I listen to all the traders and star pilots who come through here. I'm a pilot, you know, and someday, I'm gonna fly away from this place," said the boy, cleaning a piece of droid parts.

"You're a pilot?" asked Padmé.

"Mm-hm. All my life," replied the boy.

"How long have you been here?"

"Since I was very little. Three, I think. My mom and I were sold to Gardulla the Hutt, but she lost us betting on the podraces."

"You're a slave?" asked Padmé, frowning as if she couldn't comprehend such a thing.

"I'm a person, and my name is Anakin!" said the boy angrily.

"I'm sorry. I don't fully understand. This is a strange place to me," said Padmé, looking around.

The sound of Jar Jar investigating the folded-up droid caught their attention. The Gungan touched the droid's large lens that served as a sort of nose, and then yelped in surprise as the droid suddenly unfolded and sprang up. Jar Jar started to chase it around the shop without much success at capturing it. He finally had it around its 'neck', and it kicked him between the legs, which didn't have much effect (4).

"Hey! Hit the nose!" said Anakin, speaking as if it were perfectly obvious.

"Ohh!" said Jar Jar in realization, letting go of the droid and then poking it in the nose lens again.

It folded up as if it had never come to life in the first place. Jar Jar leaned over it to make sure it was deactivated.

Suddenly, the bell at the entrance of the store rang and a young, feminine voice said, "Oh, we have costumers?"

Anakin and Padmé turned to see a young girl a little older than Anakin standing just inside the doorway, holding some wrapped up packages.

She was a strange-looking girl, with funny, downward-slanted eyes that were a light blue in color, and tannish skin that looked like her natural skin color. She was most likely a Near-Human (5), because she had pointed ears. Her hair was black with blue highlights in the sun, boyishly short and pulled back in a tiny ponytail at the base of her neck. Her clothes were like a boy's, similar to Anakin's.

"Huta ya nolia!" said the girl, bowing deeply to the Queen's handmaiden, who understood Huttese.

"Watto is gonna yell at you. Even I think you took too long," muttered Anakin.

"Oi (hey)! Haggling is not as easy as it sounds! It took me forever to get one vendor to drop his prices," said the girl, and then turned to Padmé.

"I'm Kagome, and I work here along with Anakin. Watto usually sends me out to get supplies for him, since I'm such a good haggler," the blue-eyed girl said, smiling brightly at Padmé.

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Out in the scrap-yard, Watto was speaking to Qui-Gon as they walked down the path in among the heaps of metal.

"A T-14 hyperdrive generator… you be in luck. I'm the only one hereabouts who has one, but you might as well buy a new ship. It would be cheaper, I think," said Watto, laughing a little.

"Saying of which, how's a-thee going to pay for all this?" he asked.

"I have twenty thousand Republic dataries," said Qui-Gon.

"Republic credits? Republic credits are no good out here, I need something more real," said Watto, rubbing a couple of fingers together to signify 'money'.

"I don't have anything else…but credits will do fine," said Qui-Gon, waving his left hand at Watto.

"No, they won't," said Watto.

"Credits will do fine," repeated Qui-Gon, waving his hand again.

"No! They won't! What, you think you're some kind of Jedi, waving your hand around like that? I'm a Toydarian; mind tricks don't work on me, only money," said Watto angrily. "No money, no parts, no deal! And no one else has a T-4 hyperdrive, I can promise you that!"

Qui-Gon smiled his thanks, though it was forced. He turned around and left Watto, R2-D2 at his heels.

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"I wouldn't have lasted long…if I wasn't so good at building things. And Kagome is the best haggler Watto has ever seen, though he won't admit it," said Anakin scornfully to Padmé.

Kagome was behind the counter checking something, and Jar Jar was busy trying to prevent a stack of parts that he had taken out from falling. He was doing quite a good job at juggling them. Suddenly, Qui-Gon strode into the shop and appeared somewhat mad.

"We're leaving. Jar Jar," said Qui-Gon, calling to the young Gungan.

There was a bigger crash as Jar Jar tried to disentangle himself from some droid parts. Padmé was walking backwards, towards the door.

"I'm glad to have met you, Anakin, Kagome," she said, smiling.

"I was glad to meet you, too!" Anakin called after her.

"We will meet again! I can feel it!" Kagome added.

Anyone else would have passed this off, thinking that it wouldn't happen. But Kagome's predictions always seemed to come true.

Jar Jar and R2 left the shop as well, though Jar Jar seemed to have a little trouble discerning which direction Qui-Gon and Padmé had gone. Watto flew up beside Anakin and sighed.

"Ootmians (outworlders)! Tinka me chasa hopoe ma booty na nolia (they think we know nothing)!" he said with disgust.

"Bulova numa toffa (they seemed nice to me)," said Anakin innocently.

"Fweepa niaga (clean the racks). Tolpy da bunky dunko (then you can go home)," said Watto, and Anakin ran to the back with a happy 'yippee!'.

Watto turned his bulbous eyes on Kagome, who waited for him to speak.

"Coona tee-tocky malia, chik (what took you so long, girl)?" he asked in that strange, gravelly voice of his.

"One vendor was being unreasonable," said Kagome, gesturing to the packages on the counter.

Watto flew over and began to sort through them.

"You're lucky you're so good at haggling. Otherwise, I would take Sebulba up at his offer and sell you to him," said Watto.

Kagome felt a shiver go down her spine. She loathed Sebulba; he was such a cheater at the podraces, and he wanted Kagome because of her 'gifts'.

Watto noticed her just standing there.

"What are you waiting for, koochoo (stupid)? Clean up the mess that ootmian (outworlder) made!" snapped Watto, and Kagome scrambled to clean up the scattered droid parts that Jar Jar had disrupted.

Watto stared out the door where Qui-Gon and the others had gone, his eyes narrowed.

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Back at the silver Nubian ship, Obi-Wan was speaking to Qui-Gon through his com-link.

"…And you're sure there's nothing left on board?" came Qui-Gon's voice from the link.

"A few containers of supplies, the queen's wardrobe, maybe, but not enough for you to barter with. Not in the amount you're talking about," replied Obi-Wan.

"Alright. I'm sure another solution will present itself. I'll check back later."

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Author's Notes

(1) Wow, who would've guessed?

(2) Huttese is the language they speak on Tatooine as well as on the surrounding planet systems. It is the second most-spoken language in the galaxy after Galactic Basic because of the Hutts' criminal influence

(3) 'Galactic Basic' is what they call English, and is the most common language spoken

(4) LOL ^o^

(5) A 'Near-Human' is a member of a species that is very closely related to humans biologically, but usually has some differences in appearance

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It sure is a lot shorter than my other story's chapters, huh? This was around nine pages, while I usually try to type around thirty for each chapter.

I did some research for this AND had to watch the same parts of the movie over and over on YouTube. Sigh… Anyway I hope you liked it, 'cause there's more to come! ^_^