Tayrym has dreamed of becoming a Galactic Defender since meeting the infamous Bryce when he was just a boy. Finally an adult and awaiting the day cycle he is set to leave for training, Tayrym learns his long-time crush shares his affections. Now, he’s unsure whether he wants to leave, which dream matters more.
With the threat of being sent away for his sexuality haunting him, Guri keeps his feelings for his former classmate to himself. Even with a new progressive ruler on Hemera, he still hides his attraction to the young man. But when he catches the other shadowing him, Guri decides to take a chance. The only problem is, the man of his desire is leaving the planet soon. Possibly forever.
With obstacle after obstacle in their path, will Tayrym and Guri ever have a chance to be happy together? Or are they destined to fulfill their dreams light years apart?
With the threat of being sent away for his sexuality haunting him, Guri keeps his feelings for his former classmate to himself. Even with a new progressive ruler on Hemera, he still hides his attraction to the young man. But when he catches the other shadowing him, Guri decides to take a chance. The only problem is, the man of his desire is leaving the planet soon. Possibly forever.
With obstacle after obstacle in their path, will Tayrym and Guri ever have a chance to be happy together? Or are they destined to fulfill their dreams light years apart?
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CHAPTER 1-1
Tayrym groaned at the sudden burst of light
in his face. He put his arm over his eyes before turning over in bed.
“Oh no, you don’t. It’s time to get up.”
What was his best friend, Gwenodyn, doing in
his room? “Go away.”
“No.” She yanked the blankets off him.
In a panic, he grabbed one of them back and
covered his waist, not remembering if he’d worn anything to bed. Peeking under
the blanket, he sighed with relief when he saw the elastic waist of his night
shorts. Thank the universe!
“We don’t have school today.” Gwenodyn
tugged on his wrist. “I thought we could hang out, since you’ll be leaving for
Defender training soon.”
“How did you get in here?” His mom never
would have let a girl in his room before he’d become an adult. Not that it
would have mattered.
“Your mom was leaving for the market. She
let me in and told me to wake you up.”
Market? It was that close to full sun
already? “Cosmos! I’m late!” He scrambled off his bed and searched for a pair
of pants and shirt to wear.
“Late?” She rushed out of his path and
stood in the doorway. “For what?”
“My morning run.” He pulled the clothing
over his night shorts, not wanting to waste any more time.
“Since when do you run?” Gwenodyn glared at
him with her hands on her hips.
“I started two weeks ago.” He hoped that
was enough of an explanation to get her out of the way so he could leave. Sure,
she was his best friend, but there were some aspects of his life he kept secret
even from her.
“Oh, to get ready for your Defender
training?” Her lower lip stuck out as she moved to the side.
“Sure.” He didn’t want to tell her the true
reason or listen to her whine about how much she’d miss him when he left. Not
this morning.
She jumped in front of him. “You lie.”
Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath.
“Stay out of my head, Gwen. Isn’t it unethical for Mingots to read minds
without permission?”
“I don’t have to read your mind to know
you’re lying.” She poked him in the chest. “You won’t look at me when you’re
fibbing. Plus, you’re flinging your thoughts at me, so it’s hard not to know
what you’re thinking. I can’t block you.”
Tayrym sat on his bed and cupped his face
in his hands. He’d hoped to get off planet before telling anyone his secret, to
go somewhere where he’d be accepted as normal rather than an outcast.
Gwenodyn sat next to him. She wrapped an
arm around him and leaned her head on his shoulder. “C’mon, Scrym. You know you
can tell me anything.”
Scrym, the nickname she’d come up with when
they were both much younger. One only she was allowed to call him. They’d known
each other for so long. Yet, he still kept part of him from her.
“I was going for a run.” He rested his head
on hers, hoping she wouldn’t leave when he told her the truth. “To the Defender
barracks. There’re a few guys who play kickball there.”
“And you play with them?” She turned and
scrunched her eyebrows. “What’s wrong with that?”
“I don’t play.” He ran his palms across his
lap. “I go to watch.”
“Oh, I get it.” She nudged him, a weird
smile plastered on her face. “Is there one you think is cute?”
His insides seemed to disappear, leaving
him empty, hollow. She knew? How? “Uh....”
She rubbed his back. “I’ve known for over a
Galactic year. It’s why I stopped insisting we were going to get married someday.”
That long? She’d known for over one
rotation and was still his friend? He released a heavy breath. Why had he
doubted their friendship? Why hadn’t he told her earlier? “Yes. There’s a guy I
like to watch. But he probably isn’t like me, in that he likes women, not guys.
I’m probably wasting my time admiring him from a distance.” Those who’d
admitted to being attracted to someone of the same sex on Hemera were shunned,
forced out of the kingdom and never seen again.
“Only one way to find out.” Gwenodyn jumped
to her feet and tugged on his hand. “I’ll go with you and read his mind.”
He froze. “But you can’t.” Did he really
want these two parts of his life to collide? His mind said no, but his gut,
unlike every other time he’d gone to watch, gave no objection. Yet, he couldn’t
ask her to do something unethical just for him. “It’s not right.”
“If he’s blasting his thoughts around the
way you sometimes do, I won’t be doing anything wrong.” She tugged on him
again. “C’mon. Let’s go.”
“Okay.” He stood and gave his best friend a
shy smile. “Thank you. For this. And for not leaving me when you realized we’d
never get married.”
She cupped his cheek. “I was sad at first,
but I can’t make you someone you’re not.”
“But you’re royalty now.” He leaned into
her palm. “What would your new parents say if they learned I’m attracted to
guys?”
She grinned and shook her head. “Hemera’s
changed from when we were little kids. Lalia lived on Terra for many years. And
Bryce was a Defender. Your homosexuality is not a big deal to them.”
Tayrym drew back. “You told them?”
“No.” She pushed him out of his room then
shoved some naip into his hand. “They know one of my friends is a homosexual,
but not which one. And they don’t care.”
“Oh. Okay.” Though Gwenodyn didn’t have any
really close friends other than him. He still couldn’t believe she knew, the
royal family knew, and yet he hadn’t been sent away. He doubted his own mother
would be so understanding. She kept telling him he needed to find a good girl
to settle down with instead of chasing his dreams of becoming a Defender.
“Let’s go, already.” Gwenodyn waited for
him at the front door with his boots in her hands. “You don’t want to miss him,
do you?”
He didn’t talk on the way to the barracks,
and she didn’t ask any questions. But once the playing field came into view,
Tayrym slowed down. “Let’s watch from over here.” He guided her to a patch of
trees near the end of the field where his crush played. The spot he normally
watched from.
There were five players again, the sixth
guy only showing up occasionally. The missing player and another on the field
were both teachers at his school. The guy he had a crush on, Guri, played on
the same team as the teachers. He used to go to school with Tayrym, but within
days of Tayrym admitting to himself he had a crush on Guri, his classmate
stopped attending school. It wasn’t until two weeks ago, when he’d wandered
around the Defender barracks that he saw him again.
“This isn’t going to work.” Gwenodyn left
the trees and headed toward benches at the edge of the field.
“No.”
She didn’t respond to his whispered
objection. He stumbled after her, hoping she didn’t embarrass him, make it
impossible for him to ever come back and watch. Though he hadn’t yet told her
which guy he liked.
She sat on the very front bench and leaned
forward, examining all the players. “So, let me figure out which one you have
the hots for.”
Gwenodyn might as well have thrown him onto
the field with that statement. He wanted to run and hide. Thank goodness most
of the players were at the other end.
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