Lasciste Esso Bruciarsi

By: X8DramaQueen8X

Rated: PG-13

Summary: Based on Usher's "Burn". Legolas leaves the love of his life before he leaves for the Fellowship's journey, but what will he do once he realizes he made a huge mistake?

Chapter 1- Burning Me to Hold On

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkien's characters. I never did. I never will. I don't own Usher's song "Burn" or Usher. I never did. I never will.

GOD DAMN IT!

Oh yeah, please don't flame me. Just review.

And I had to change a few lyrics to make it not sound creepy, so don't get on my case about that, okay?

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A/N:

First thing you've got to understand- I'm not one of those Tolkien people who know everything about every culture of Middle-earth and can recite the book off-hand. I take my basic knowledge from the movie, so I don't know that much. I just like to write.

I'll be back later- I'm going to go cry because I don't own Legolas.

But I will!! Muahaha! ::shakes pair of handcuffs in the air::

I'll be back later, but in the meantime, read this and I hope you enjoy it!

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He took her by the wrist and dragged her down into the garden. She had an ill feeling- she somehow knew the news he had to tell her would not be good.

"Legolas, what on Middle-earth is happening?" asked Idril, her azure eyes baring his soul as she looked at him.

"Girl, you have got to understand why," he said, and she now knew that something was wrong. He never began speaking with little disclaimers unless something was ill.

"Understand what, meleth?" Idril questioned, and Legolas wished that she had not said that- meleth, her love. It was bringing back too much and would hinder what he had to do.

He held her hand, intertwining their fingers. "See it's burning me to hold onto this, but I know it's something I've got to do. That doesn't mean I want to-"

"Legolas…" whispered Idril, but Legolas brushed her lips with a gentle finger to silence her. She quivered, wanting to feel something other than his fingertip on her mouth.

"Let me get this out, or I'll never be able to say it," he sighed. She nodded shakily "What I'm trying to say is, 'I love you,' it's just-"

"Just?" asked Idril, shocked, tears already streaming down her face. "What's just? Legolas, what is going on?"

Legolas ran his mouth from her temple to her chin, then up to kiss her tears away. "My time here with you, I feel like it is coming to an end, and it's better for me to let it go now than hold on and hurt you. I've got to let it burn."

Idril couldn't speak. Today was one instance in which she could not see through him. She was unsure whether he was saying this because tomorrow he was leaving to destroy Sauron's Ring or he really wanted to leave her.

"It was simply a dream, Idril, nothing more," he said, sliding his fingertips down her soft cheek. "I never truly loved you."

Legolas did not notice, but Idril became pale and trembled slightly in his arms. Her heart began breaking and another tear found its way out of her eye.

"It's going to burn for me to say this, but it's coming from my heart. It's been a long time coming, but we're done, we've been fell apart," he said.

"That's not true," she said, fighting back tears, but she couldn't let him see her like that. "I really want to work this out, but I don't think you're gonna change."

"I do, but you don't think it's best we go our separate ways," he said solemnly. "Tell me why I should stay in this relationship when I'm hurting, baby."

"Because I'm in love with you," she said. She wasn't sure what this feeling was. Normally, her being an elf, she felt warm and contented even in the snow. Now she shivered with a surge of ice almost at her skin, but she thought she was ill, since she had never before felt cold.

"I am not happy, baby," he murmured. "Plus there's so many other things I've got to deal with, as I'm leaving with the Fellowship at dawn. I think that you should let it burn."

She didn't move as he leaned forward and took her lips for his own, if it was only a moment.

When he pulled away, she stared at him. "If you never truly loved me," she whispered, "then why did you just kiss me?"

He sighed, got up, and walked away.

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