Starlight

Chapter Two

The two of them sat together, staring up at the stars. Kate had her arm wrapped around Ewan's bare back. With her free hand, she adjusted her shirt as she watched her lover stare hopefully at the dark sky. He leaned his head onto her shoulder and Kate smiled. She had just thought of something kind of ironic. "Ewan," she said, "I don't know anything about you but your name."

Ewan smiled and laughed softly with her. He asked, "What do you want to know?"

Kate looked down at the way his skinny, little legs barely took up any space in his plaid boxer shorts. She said, "Do you have a last name?"

"McGregor."

"Mmmm." If she had been looking at his face, she would've seen the heartbrokenness that spread across it when she didn't reply. "And do you really ride a motorcycle?"

"Yes," Ewan laughed.

"So what do you do for a living, then?"

"I'm an actor," he replied softly.

If he had been watching her face instead of the moon, he might of realized the hint of disgust that faded her smile into a grimace. "An actor that rides a motorcycle?" she asked curiously.

"Yep."

There was a bit of silence until Kate asked awkwardly, "What kind of accent do you have? It's not English is it?"

"Scottish."

"Aren't those the guys that wear the skirts?" Kate asked quickly. She hadn't meant for it to sound insulting.

This time, Ewan turned his head to look directly at her. "They're kilts," he murmured.

"Sorry."

The two of them turned their attention back to the sky. Strangely, both of them were thinking about Ewan. After Ewan sighed, the silence was broken. Kate asked, "Do you have a family?" She heard Ewan gulp.

"Yes?" he replied as his voice cracked.

Kate pulled away from him and slid her arm off of his back. "You do, do you?"

Ewan's heart seemed to be battling against lies as he searched for the right words to say. "It's not..."

"Do you have a wife?"

"Yes."

Kate huffed out her frustration. "Do you have children?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"Two," his voice was a terrified whisper. He could sense a slap coming his way.

"Ewan McGregor!" she scolded. "How dare you even think about touching me!"

"But I--" Her normally soft hand slapped him hard across the face. He could feel his cheek stinging, so he reached his hand up to touch it. "Ow," he complained.

Kate stood up angrily and realized she had been sitting on Ewan's vest. She picked it up and chucked it and him and heard him cry out again. "I'll leave you to find the rest of your clothes," she huffed.

Ewan stood up as well and stumbled over the bumpy sand. He grabbed her shoulders, "Kate you don't understand!"

"What don't I understand?" Kate asked him.

Ewan had no idea. "I... I..."

Kate slapped him again. This time, she stomped away without taking one look back. She left Ewan, feeling his left cheek, in the middle of the beach, in his boxer shorts.

Now that he was alone, Ewan sat down in the sand and thought. He started thinking about how the mention of his wife was getting him into trouble lately. He remembered the last time he was on the set of Star Wars 2 and he had mentioned he was going home to his wife...

"You have a wife?" Natalie blurted.

"Well, yes," Ewan said stupidly as he realized Natalie was thinking about when they made-out behind the camera van.

"You have a wife?" Natalie asked again. Hayden watched the two of them with a smile. When they were in costume, he couldn't help but picture them as Obi-Wan and Padme.

"Yes, I do, Natalie. Is there anything wrong with that?" Ewan asked sternly. He was eyeing Nat as if they had a secret. Hayden smiled again. Ewan's funny accent made him pronounce anything as en-uh-thing.

Natalie just stared at him angrily. Ewan raised his eyebrows and carelessly walked away. Hayden was shocked when he saw Natalie follow him on his way out.

When Ewan realized it, he turned around. "What--" he began, but he stopped short when Natalie slapped him. He stared at her blankly, waiting for an answer.

"Just giving you what you deserve," Nat said.

Ewan snarled at her as she walked away. Hayden crouched with his head barely peeking out from behind the wall. He was too afraid to ask Ewan what that was about. He had never seen his closest friend act that strangely before...

I know this is really short but I just wanted to write one more chapter before I go on vaccation. It was written really quickly too, so please don't mind any mistakes.