Date: Wed, 19 Jun 2002 23:06:11 -0700
From: mistress_n9@juno.com
Subject: So My Heart Flies 1

Disclaimer: I do not know (nor am I affiliated) with Hayden Christensen
nor Nickolas Gene Carter. The idea of a Jedi is from the mind of a
genius which I am not. If it is illegal in your area to view homosexual
material (or if you don't like it or Alt. Universe), then please leave
so we can all get on with our lives.

From the Desk of Nimm: *sigh* Yes, I am back. I am hoping that this
will be a good one. *puts on helmet and climbs into a starship* I
dedicate this to Joe-darling. We rode the waves together and I am
forever grateful for what you've done.

So My Heart Flies
Locked Journal I: An Introduction

Page 1:
I, Nimm, am about to take you on a journey through the pages of time
and dimension. What you will read might disturb you or perhaps even
shock you beyond belief. But I can assure you that you might need a box
of tissues when I am done with my series.

In the beginning, in a world far away from ours and yet so close, there
was a tradition. Any child who had shown signs of a fierce and palpable
battle aura had been sent to the rather desolate of life planet of
Desmondi where they were to be trained of martial arts throughout the
universe. These children were the Jedi. As they grew, so did their
powers and they became known and revered throughout the universe.

Strong and silent warriors that protect when called to arms. However,
as glamorous as they describe that life, the Jedi themselves can tell
a different story.

One such story had been scribed and locked in this journal / book by a
Jedi whose heart broke at the story and felt that future generations
needed to know.

It is the story of one such Jedi who took a chance and fell in love.
Jedi Knight Hayden Christensen had been the best of the best but his
love for the Prince Nickolas of Shmitau.

Chapter 1:
It was a rather shy day upon the city of Rorunia when it started. He,
Prince Nickolas was awaiting in his suite richly garbed as he should
be for his guest. There had already been at least two attempts on his
life. His family had agreed to assign him a Jedi guard to protect him.

He was rather antsy for Nickolas had never had a guard before. Decoys,
plenty but an actual guard to protect him? He envied his sister who
was lucky enough to be female and easily concealed among her handmaidens
and whatnot.

But Nickolas' only wish was that this new guard would be his friend.
For he didn't have many.

Hayden rose through the floors in the elevator, looking skyward, just
thinking if what he will protect would be a spoiled brat. He had heard
many a story about Jedi forced to protect shealtered and guarded little
children who had no respect for anyone.

But he was ready for he had been training since birth. Some of the other
jedi had joked that he had still trained when he was still in his mum's
womb. Hayden knew that he was the youngest of the Jedi Knights and that
the others just hated him for that fact.

As the blue sun set on the backdrop of the golden sky, Hayden finally
the floor the Prince stayed on. He pulled down his cloak hood to reveal
his light brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He walked solemnly towards
the suite and pushed the buzzer.

"May I ask who it is?" a voice rang through the intercom.

"Jedi Knight Hayden Christensen." he replied with no feeling in his
voice.

The door slid open as a handmaiden moved towards the bedrooms. "Your
highness, Sir Hayden has arrived." she announced.

A tall, blonde man, dressed in the finest clothes came out with his head
held high and his shoulders squared. His eyes held a storm of curiosity
and secrets. Hayden bowed, his eyes never left the Prince's face.
"Your Highness."

"You are to escort me back to Shmitau. Am I correct?" he asked.

"That is correct." Hayden was the true master of masking his feelings
for if he wasn't, he would've knocked the Prince to the floor already
and do things that were running through his mind that weren't all that
innocent.

"Well, I just need to finish packing." Nick walked into his bedroom and
Hayden followed him. He watched as Nickolas walked gracefully back and
forth, packing colorful cloak after colorful cloak. He paused. "You're
staring at me."

"Forgive me, Prince." Hayden replied, not leaving his gaze. Nickolas
shrugged it off and continued to pack, shutting the suitcase. Hayden
grabbed the handle and walked, following Nickolas' lead.

They walked out and to the starship that took the Prince from place to
place. When they sat down in Nickolas' private quarters, their eyes
met again. Nickolas, hid his blush and turned away. "So Hayden, how
long had you trained as a Jedi?"

"Since birth. But so many have said I started even when I was in my
mother's womb." Hayden stared off into space. "I never even met my mum
for I was taken in early."

"I was taken away from my mother as well. My sister and I lived off in
Akanei, training to be heirs of the throne." Nickolas replied. He smiled.
"It was the most happiest place in my childhood."

Hayden smiled. "I would like to hear more about it." Nick smiled back at
him as well, both shared a warm moment.

"And I would like to know more about you, Sir Hayden." the Prince
offered.

"You may call me Hayden." the Jedi blushed for the lightest shade of
pink rose to his cheeks.

"And you may call me Nick." He began to stare around the cabin, thinking
of why he didn't bring his notepad to write. "Do you write, Hayden?"

Jedi are not permitted to feel, Nick, Hayden wanted to say but when he
looked at Nick, he replied, "I do. I like to write about life."

"So do I. Have you any works that you may show me?" he asked, curiosity
piqued. "I will show you mine when we land on Akanei. It's mostly of
how I'm feeling or what is happening around me. To take a different
view of life."

"That is how I write as well. Are you hungry?" he asked. Nick nodded.
They stood and walked all over their part of the ship before asking
where food was being held hostage.

"In the Kitchen, your highness." replied a handmaiden.

The two men looked at each other and laughed before making their way to
the kitchen to get snacks. They sat down and ate in silence. "Do you
like music?"

"Yes. It's good for the soul." Hayden replied.

They finished their snacks and fell back into comfortable silence. Nick
stood up to find his sister and Hayden stood up as well. The ship rocked
because of turbulence and threw Nick into Hayden's arms. They looked
deep into each others eyes before pulling apart. "Um...I'm going to my
sister's room." Nick said through a dry mouth. "I shall see you when we
land."

"Right." He watched as Nick retreated to his sister's quarters for the
rest of the trip.


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