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A Dalliance In London (COMPLETED)	By : pensfan100 Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 5958 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: A Dalliance In London
Characters: Hayden Christensen and Natalie Portman
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't know them, this is fiction. They belong to themselves.

Chapter One

A few hours earlier the pub had been quiet, the barkeep friendly. It had been the perfect place to talk, catch up on lives, laugh about coworkers’ antics, and drink the dark ale, Guinness. Now, it shrieked with deafening noises, howls over lost games of darts, guffaws over off color tales, shrill squeals of the latest gossip. Packed in almost shoulder-to-shoulder they kept cramming through the door, ready to blow off steam at the end of the workweek. In spite of the chaos, it shouted of fun and friendliness.

“Thank heavens we got here before the crowd did!” Natalie raised her voice to Hayden sitting across from her. “This booth is small, but at least we laid claim to it!”

Hayden laughed, looking around at the revelers. “I don’t think we could leave if we tried. We’re the proverbial sardines in a can!”

As always, his humor was infectious and Natalie giggled at the thought. Cramped into a corner, the booth was small, but for the duration of their time in the pub, it was theirs. At the beginning, they had nursed the large mugs of Guinness, knowing of its reputation for potency, while they caught up on each other’s lives. It had been almost a year since they had talked and with pick up shooting scheduled for the following Monday, this was the perfect opportunity. Running into each other at awards shows or calling to wish one another happy birthday wasn’t the same as coworker talk. Their time together would be short, so they made the most of it after running into each other at the hotel while checking in. A hug and a joke later, they had thrown their luggage into their rooms and trotted off to find a pub where they could sit and chat. Too soon, they would be with the rest of the cast and crew and with the way George worked, it would be ‘faster, but more intense’ and finished in a few days. Natalie would be gone and Hayden would linger with Ewan for another week and a half.

Natalie frowned into her mug. If the truth was told, she preferred the last movie, mainly because of the time she had spent with Hayden. He had seemed so shy when they’d first met and at first, it put her off. In her mind she wondered if he thought he was too cool for her. But, after the first run through for his screen test, she knew he was completely professional and intense about his work. The first time he had looked at her as Anakin with that dark, intrusive gaze she had felt a thrill of excitement rush through her. He portrayed a beguiling darkness to perfection an was was easy for her to see how Padme could fall for such a man. In time, he opened up and turned out to be witty, funny, smart and too sweet for words. Far too handsome for his own good, too, she mused to herself as her eyes swept over him while he looked around at the crowd. He seemed oblivious to his looks and she liked that.

I like his hair, she thought, swallowing a mouthful of Guinness. It’s wavy and thick. The kind you want to run your fingers through. And those eyes. How can he look at you as if he can see right into you? He’s so good at that onscreen. Hmm. And his lips. Nice and full. Very kissable. I think I’m getting drunk.

“Phew!” Natalie set the mug down and licked her lips.

“What’s wrong?” Hayden tilted his head, his blue eyes puzzled but briefly dipped to focus on her lips.

“I think they’re right about this stuff. This is my second one and even though it’s been a while I think it’s beginning to make me woozy.”

Hayden laughed, nodding in agreement. “I know what you mean. This is my third and it’s giving me a major buzz.”

Laughing, Natalie’s deep brown eyes twinkled at him. The short new haircut on her had been a surprise, but Hayden couldn’t think of her as anything but breathtaking. The flirty bangs drew his eyes to hers. Dressed in a black mini skirt and red tank top, she could stop traffic. Small in size, but a dynamo in heart, he admired her self-assured air. She loved humor and he found it too easy to get her to let loose with that tinkling laugh of hers. If the truth was known, he had sath hih his friends in a dark theater in Toronto and exchanged appreciative comments about her when his class had gone to see The Phantom Menace. Three years later, when his buddies found out that he had won the part and would be romancing her onscreen he had received teasing phone calls about the fact that he was going to get to kiss her and they wanted him to be sure to let them know how good she was at it.

Like I would have kissed and told them, he scoffed to himself. Kissing onscreen was nothing like it appeared. It was choreographed like a dance. Still, he had managed to do more takes than was needed. He had loved looking into her eyes deeply and creating that tiny shiver of nerves she always got when he moved in for the kiss. It may have only been acting, but he loved it.

“Ok, so you still haven’t told me,” Natalie’s voice interrupted his reverie.

“What?” Hayden’s eyebrows rose in question.

“How old were you when you had your first real kiss and who was she?” Natalie huffed, rolling her eyes at his forgetfulness.

“Oh.” Frowning, he searched his fuzzy memory. “You know, I think I’d better stop after this Guinness. I’m feeling pretty good, and too talkative and you’re going to find out way too much about me because you’re going to use it to your advantage.”

“Tsk, tsk,” Natalie clucked, shaking her head in pity. “I’m just as tipsy as you are, so it’s all fair. Now spill.”

Hayden heaved a sigh. “You first.”

“No way. I asked you.”

“Well,” he sat back and crossed his arms. “I’m not saying a word until I hear yours.”

“Fine,” she surrendered far too easily. “It’s not like it’s a big deal. I was 14. His name was Tyler and he kissed me after a school dance. I had a crush on him for weeks.”

“Tongue?”

“What?NataNatalie sat up, eyes popping wide.

“You heard me. Tongue?”

“Of course not!”

“Then it wasn’t a real kiss,” Hayden nixed the information with a wave of his hand. “I want to know your first ‘real’ one.”

Natalie exhaled and pouted a moment, thinking hard. Did she dare tell him something that personal? Well, if she did, he had to dish on his, so…

“Ok. I was 18,” she confessed, her cheeks reddening under his eager stare. “I was already at Harvard. I guess you couly hey he was my first real boyfriend and his name was Ryan. We dated a couple of months.”

“And?” Hayden prompted leaning across the table to hear better.

She bit her lip and considered what to say. “It was after a concert on campus. He took me to hear Ravel’s Bolero.”

“Ha!” Hayden laughed, drumming his hands on the table. “Bolero? He used Bolero to get to first base?”

“Shut up!” Natalie’s whole face flushed in embarrassment. “Forget it.”

Immediately, Hayden shut up and wiped the grin off his face. “No, I’m sorry. I won’t laugh.”

Considering him with cautious eyes, she watched for any smirk to lighten his face. When none did, she continued.

“We walked back to my apartment. My roommates were there so we stood outside the door and that’s when he kissed me goodnight.”

Now he smirked. “Hey!” she complained, swatting at his arm. “I walked on a cloud for days!”

“Ok, sorry, sorry.”

“Humph!” She stuck her tongue out. “Ok, Mr. Sarcasm, what was your first?”

A reminiscent smile touched his mouth as he traveled back to that day. Natalie frowned, not liking the warmth in what he remembered, then frowned again at the fact she didn’t like his memory and she didn’t even know yet what it was!

“I was 16. She lived about two hours away and I used to visit her on Saturdays. I would take a train to her house and we would spend the day together. I kissed her in the woods. I had backed her up against a tree and kissed her for a long, long time.”

If he had slapped her he couldn’t have shocked her more. Mouth hanging open satchatched him remember, mortified that a jealous tinge crawled into her brain. Whoever she had been and whatever had transpired, it certainly left an impression on him…a very good impression. Trying to get her mind around it proved difficult, especially picturing him pushing a girl against a tree and holding her there with his body while he tongued her senseless. Something stirred in Natalie’s abdomen and flipped. Something she didn’t want to examine.

“Oh, sure, you did,” she snorted, eyeing him in disbelief, hoping she sounded normal.

Hayden shook himself from his reverie. “It was fantastic. We must have stayed there for an hour. The week leading towards the next Saturday was the slowest ever.” A grimace wrinkled his nose. “Then I got a part from an audition the week before and I had to spend the next Saturday sing ing a TV movie.”

Natalie choked on her ale and peered at him over her mug. “What happened then?”

A casual shrug lifted Hayden’s shoulders and he lifted his mug. “She couldn’t wait to try it again and found a new boyfriend at her school on Sunday.”

Too dumbfounded to speak Natalie gawked at him as he drained his glass. “You know, I think I’ll have one more for the ro Wan Want one more?”

Natalie nodded, not trusting her voice. While he waded through the throng, she emplemplated the image of him making out as a 16 year old. It didn’t match the man today…or did it? By the time Hayden squeezed back through the crowd with their drinks she had chosen to pursue the questions. She wanted to know more and the thought was disturbingly exciting.

Plopping into the seat across from her he slid her mug across the table. “This is absolutely the last one,” he nodded with a grin. “I love your company, but if I keep buying drinks to spend time with you I’ll be face down on this table.”

Natalie forced a weak smile as she debated how to ask. Under the table she kicked her shoes off and settled her feet on top of his. At the familiar touch, Hayden lifted an enquiring brow, hiding the confused skip of his heart. She pinned him with a sinful glint and laid the challenge before him.

“Tell me about your first time.”
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