A/N: Ok I don't know about all the details so if I have something messed up oh well call it authors discretion. *smirks* This is currently a Legolas/Haldir bit, but later all there will be a developing of other pairings that I will not revel but with the ending of this one I think you'll understand. ^_~ So enjoy and of course let me know what you think.

Moments

By: Jaya

1 Warriors Meeting

The happening of this part of the tale actually took place many years past, before the time of the growing of the shadow when there were other less dire things to worry the minds of the races of middle earth. So it was in this time that Celeborn of the Elves traveled from his home in the golden wood, leaving Galadriel behind to look after it's hidden realm. Taking only a few of his people with him, one of whom happened to be Haldir and his brother, Rumil. They had traveled together across the distance between the lofty heights of Lothlorien, to it's darker cousin of Mirkwood.

Relations between the two brothers were not the best, and so it had been decided that perhaps talks help to settle their differences. So it was at the edges of Mirkwood that they were met by the welcoming party greeted them. Though all had been discretely armed courteously none had been drawn as they reveled themselves from the shadows of the wood. Nor for a moment were any words exchanged. It was perhaps however the youngest of the party who seemed to step forward with more authority then the others.

Haldir was silent upon his horse, though he did not miss the slow circle that his brothers eyes made across those of who had stepped forth. Nor the purposed silence of Celeborn who sat upon his own horse silent and proud. Finally it was the golden haired elf that spoke, and Haldir found his eyes drawn back to the young elf and for a moment their gazes met. It was but a moment, but enough for something to pass between the two. Both warriors in their blood though different in age yet a warrior will know a warrior in his heart for they alike in their ways as they are different in the same breath fickle but loyal and steady as the ties of the sea.

"I am Legolas son of Thanduil, I presume..." It was impossible to tell what color his deep eyes were in the shadows that played about them at the insistent prodding of the breezes as they played tug of war through the trees; he met Celeborn gaze with a quiet one of his own. "That you are Celeborn Lord of Lothlorien." He spoke quietly like the winds, yet his voice was perfectly clear to all those present.

"I am and these are my companions Haldir and Rumil." Was Celeborn's reply.

Legolas nodded a half smile playing across his features. "Then I bid you welcome to the Realms of Mirkwood, and my father sends his regrets that he could not meet you himself, however he was some what.. delayed and asked that I might provide for your needs for the time being."

"I thank you, for your welcome Prince Legolas." Celeborn bowed his head ever so slightly. "For in truth we are weary and a place to rest would be a great comfort."

"As would a decent meal and a hot bath." Rumil added earning himself a flashed of a grin from Legolas before he turned from them.

"Follow me and you shall see that everything can be had should you desire it."

Blinking Haldir drew his gaze away from the fair Prince of the dark wood, slightly surprised as the thoughts that had wandered through his mind. It had indeed been long since such things had come to him, and he was not sure they all together suited him well. But there was no denying the beauty of the blond haired elf that lead the way swiftly through the wood ahead of them following some path that even Haldir's keen eyes could not see upon the forest floor. However sooner then he would have liked they reached their destination.

Leaving the horses behind with the assurance that they would be well cared for it was a simple matter of following their young host into the halls of Mirkwood. It was found that rooms had been repaired for each of them, adjoining each other should there been the need to travel between rooms. Though Lord Celeborn were far more the graces of the three, Haldir and Rumil found that their own were not much less spacious in their accommodations.

"I trust that these will do fine."

"More then so." Celeborn said with a smile.

Legolas turned with a smile to Rumil. "Would you like me to see that the bath water is drawn now or later?" He asked a slightly mischievous glint in his eyes that cause the other elf the laugh.

"Thank you." he said with a slight bow. "But I think I shall wait till I have had something eat." Rumil replied graciously, though he did not miss the smile that touched even Celeborn's normally placid features.

"And you?" Haldir found the disconcerting gaze of the young Prince upon him this time. "Is there something you might require?"

"I should like to see more of your realm while I am here." Haldir said with a half smile. "It would be an honor if you might show me around sometime?"

"The honor would be mine." Legolas nodded his head slightly. "The moon will be full in a few days hens, how does that suit you?"

"I look forward to it."

"As do I." With that the young Prince bowed the half bow. "If that is all I will have your meals brought in soon, tonight you will rest and tomorrow will bring what tomorrow may bring."

So Prince Legolas left the three guests alone in their room, soon Haldir and Rumil retired to their rooms leaving Celeborn along with his thoughts. It had been a long trip, however the two brothers were not tired so for a time they talked. Of the golden wood, and of things they had scene so far upon their journey, at least until Rumil brought up their gracious host. Or at least the host that they had met so far.

Rumil chuckled quietly as he watched his brother who was sitting on the floor next to the bed toying with his fork. The empty plate sat on the small dark blue rug next to him. "I saw you watching the young Prince, he is fine is he not?"

"Aye, that he is." Haldir glanced back at his brother. "But it is nothing."

"How can you be so sure?" Rumil rolled over to put his chin in his elbows watching his brothers face from the side. "It has been long since you have enjoyed the touch of another my brother. Perhaps you think the none notice but I have not missed your solace."

Haldir did not jump as his brothers soft touch upon his shoulder nor did he respond to it for there was not much to say. Why do you do so? It was a question he had often asked himself of late, and of old though both were irrelevant. "Everything comes with a price..." He said at last with a sigh.

"I know what hurt you." Rumil's voice was soft, and worried. "Do not think that I do not know for I am not your brother for nothing. A brother should know his own and I know you. Though you will not speak of it to me." It was Rumil's turn to sigh. "I wish that you would put it behind you and move on, it does you no good to dwell on what you can not change my brother."

"You think I do not know this?"

"I think you know it but you do not listen to it."

"Perhaps you are right."

"I am."