STARS
Author: Lia
E-mail: vreader40@yahoo.com
Rating: T
Warnings: Slash, sad fic, character death implied. Han/Luke pairing.
Timeline: looong after ROTJ
Summary: Luke meditates.
Disclaimer: Luke, Han and the whole Star Wars Universe belongs to George Lucas.
Pity.
Feedback: Yes, I'll be glad and infinetely grateful if you write.
Stars
There was an old man sitting on the ground, right in the middle of the deserted park. He came every night, when the human security guards were about to leave and droids were taking their positions.
"G'night Grandpa. Don't go get yourself a cold." the guards used to say. They didn't know the man and were not curious about him - he was old, harmless and quiet, and that was all the information they needed. Let the poor old bastard spend his nights among the trees and the flowers - as long as it wasn't anything illegal whatever he did there was none of their business.
The droids knew who he was. According to the New Republic Databank, that old man was Jedi Master Luke Skywalker, brother of Senator Leia Organa, a very important person. But then, what were droids supposed to do with important people except being polite, obedient and leave them alone?
Years of training kept Luke in excellent shape despite his old age. He was flexible and agile and resiliant. In the dark, sitting straight and still in a meditation position, one could mistake him for a young Jedi Padawan exercising. A closer look would immediately shatter that illusion, though. And any Force sensitive, Jedi or not, would sense that inside the healthy looking body things were not going so well.
Luke had taken to spend more and more time meditating, especially at night, when nobody would interrupt him with everyday life duties. The park was his favorite place: it was calm and quiet and dark. As his mind drifted in complete relaxation, he could fly through the Galaxy. He could see all the places he'd been to - Tatooine, his first home, changed so little in all those years; Hoth; Dagobah, so wild and hostile now that Yoda was gone; mysterious Geonosis; Endor; Kashyyk; Corellia.
He could see Han on the day they bonded, the crooked smile and the mischievous wink he gave before saying "I love you." He never said that again and Luke never needed him to. His actions spoke of love much more effectively than mere words.
The way he kissed.
The way he used to whisper "hey, kid" every morning.
The way he used to get mad whenever Luke was hurt.
Miss you so much, damn stubborn Corellian.
Stars, red and yellow and white and blue; gigantic planets with thick stormy atmosphere, lighnings flashing; small dead planets with their secrets buried in billion-old soil; moons; steaming gas comets and dancing asteroids. And among all these there was a warm place where all good memories were kept; with a gentle nudge of the Force Luke was there in an instant.
And he saw himself, young and scared and shivering in Han's protective embrace.
I remember that, he thought. It was his first mission after the battle of Yavin, the very first time he had to kill with his own bare hands. The sheer horror of his own actions made him go into shock. But then, Han was there.
"It's not your fault, d'ya hear me?" he'd yelled, grabbing Luke's arms with bruising strenght. Then his eyes softened and Luke was surprised by a fierce, passionate kiss.
It was their first kiss, magical and sweet despite the situation they were in; after that, there were others, more gentle, more playful, slower, deeper; the first one had a special place in Luke's memories, though.
You're a romantic fool, he chided himself.
The images in his mind shifted and he saw Han smiling under the greenish light of Corellia. He reached a hand.
"Let's go home, kid." his voice was full of life and light as ever.
Yes Han, I want to go home. I want to be with you, he thought but didn't speak. Not yet.
Luke felt the presence of his lover in his heart; he could hear the jokes, the cursing, the yelling, the laughter; he could see their home in that warm, gentle place among the stars, where all good memories were kept.
"Soon" he said. "I'll be there soon."