Hello everybody! And welcome to my first LOTR fic! Alright, before you go and read it, I have to tell you some things…

Aragorn is 19 in this fic.

Legolas is 2500 in this fic.

I wasn't sure about Legolas' age, so if you know the right one or one that sounds…better, I guess, please tell me!

Disclaimer: Sadly enough, I don't own Leggy, Aragorn, or any other LOTR character. Though how I wish I did!

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Chapter 1 – A Trouble-free Ride! Or is it?

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Legolas closed his eyes as he felt the soft touch of the wind and the warm rays of the sun on his face. He let out a sigh of content and gently stroked the mane of his majestic white horse, Zephyr, as the said horse drank from the stream that Aragorn and Legolas had found. It's not everyday we get to go on a little trip without any guards Legolas thought with a small smile.

Usually, the elven guards from Rivendell would accompany them, but for once Lord Elrond has let them go by themselves. Legolas' smile widened as he recalled the memory.

Aragorn stared in disbelief at his foster father. "You're not kidding, ada?"

Elrond raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to be?"

"Of course not!"

Elrond smiled. "Well then, you'd better go and pack, before I regain my mind." Aragorn didn't need to be told twice, and hurriedly ran to his room.

After his adopted son had gone, Elrond turned to the elf standing next to him. "And I trust that you two will come back less harmed then usual, correct?"

Legolas laughed before replying, "I would love to say yes, but trouble just seems to follow us everywhere we go!"

Elrond also laughed. "Are you sure that it is not you two that go looking for trouble, taking along any guards with you?"

At that moment, the twins, Elladan and Elrohir, walked into the room. "So, anyone care to tell us just why Estel is as happy as Legolas after he has pulled a prank?" Elladan said, jerking a thumb towards Aragorn's room.

Legolas gave the older twin a look of mock-anger before saying "Estel and I are going on a ride, with no guards."

The twins looked shocked, first at Legolas, then at their father. "Ada, you're letting them?"

"Mayhap I am."

Elrohir shook his head. "Surely you have lost you're mind!"

Elrond shrugged. "Perhaps."

Afterwards, Legolas and Aragorn were found in front of Rivendell, packed with supplies, weapons close by, and their horses by their sides. Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir were standing before them, ready to say their farewells.

The elven lord was the first to speak. "I'm trusting that you will not get into too much trouble this time?" Legolas and Aragorn had a reputation of coming back to Rivendell with injuries that need attention.

Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other and grinned. "We'll try," Aragorn said.

Elrond sighed. "Ai, I'm getting to old for this…" he murmured, before his two sons gave Legolas and Aragorn each a hug. "You'd better come back you two, or we'll have no one to torture except for ada!" Elladan said.

"And he's no fun to torture, because he can give punishments!" Elrohir quipped.

"Right. We'll be sure to come back, in one piece," Legolas promised, holding back a smile.

"Aye. We shall," Aragorn added.

Elrond smiled. "I will hold you two to that. Farewell."

Aragorn and Legolas waved and said their goodbyes, before mounting on their horses, and riding out into the distance.

Legolas snapped out of his reminiscing as a presence became known to him, along with the sound of footsteps. Immediately recognizing the presence that he felt, he relaxed and turned around, and saw his best friend, the exiled heir of Gondor, Aragorn. Or, he was better known as Estel in Imladris. Trotting along beside him was his magnificent horse, Gale. Walking up to him, he smiled and asked, "Ready to continue?"

Aragorn nodded. "Aye. The horses should be well rested now. We can go on again."

The prince of Mirkwood nodded, and walked over to Zephyr. Stroking her mane, he said, "It is time to continue on, Zephyr."

Unfortunately, Zephyr seemed to think differently. She raised her head out of the water and nickered and shook her head, as if saying, No! I'm not going anywhere yet!

Legolas gaped in disbelief as Aragorn burst out laughing. "Valar! I never thought I'd see the day Zephyr would disobey you!"

Zephyr neighed before rearing onto her back two legs, and then stomping her front two hooves into the water, drenching both elf and human in the process.

Gale neighed in what could be guessed as laughter at the spectacle, while now both Legolas and Aragorn were gaping in bewilderment, their now soaked clothes sticking to their skin. Zephyr soon joined Gale in his 'laughter' as the two drenched friends stood there.

Aragorn smiled ruefully and looked at Legolas. "Your horse is as stubborn as you! And just as mischievous!" he said, laughing.

Legolas shot Aragorn a look of mock-anger before grabbing his tunic and pulling the human into the water nearby. Aragorn came up from under the water sputtering, only to get drenched once more by a horse…this time, his own!

Now it was Legolas' turn to laugh. "It looks like Zephyr isn't the only one stubborn and mischievous!"

Aragorn mock-glared at his friend. "You're in for it now, elf!"

Legolas returned the friendly glare. "Do your worst, human!"

And so that was how anybody passing by would've seen them; a human and elf, having a water fight in a stream, while their two horses neighed in laughter on the sidelines, However, nobody passed by, leaving the water fight in peace…somewhat.

After awhile, both human and elf stood in the stream, panting slightly, and soaking wet. Aragorn looked at Legolas. "Well, I guess a change of clothes is necessary…"

Legolas laughed. "Yes, and we might as well set up camp, for it is already too late to start riding again."

At this, the two horses neighed as if in victory, and settled down at a spot not far from the two friends.

The elf smiled as he looked at the horses. "Look Estel, they are being as lazy as you!"

Aragorn looked at the Mirkwood prince. "I am not lazy!"

"Oh yes, you are! You are always the last one to get awake in the morning! Or, should I say, in the afternoon?"

"That's not true."

"You should ask your father."

Aragorn looked at Legolas questionly. "Do I really sleep that late?"

Legolas laughed. "Only sometimes, Estel."

Aragorn sighed and shook his head before going to their packs and getting out supplies for the camp.

Not long after, night fell upon the human and elf, and stars peeked out in the black velvet sky. The waxing moon was clearly visible in the night, giving light to the two friends. They had already changed into extra clothes that they had brought, and had hung the soaked clothes over a nearby tree branch. The fire that they had started crackled merrily as they finished eating their meal and settled down for the night.

Legolas picked up his bow and quiver full of arrows, along with his twin blades. "I'll go ahead and take the first watch Estel." Aragorn nodded, before lying down and falling into a world of dreams.

Legolas stood still for awhile, observing the night. Crickets chirped all around him, and the stars and moon continued to give him light. Looking around, he finally decided on a tree, and climbed about halfway, settling on a thick tree branch and continued to watch the night.

As he gazed into the distance, the elf tried to ignore a feeling in his mind, but couldn't completely. The prince of Mirkwood had a strange feeling that this wasn't going to be such a carefree ride.

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Oh my good golly gosh,

A cliffy! What to do?

I dunno but I'd be happy

If you'd all review!

Heheh. :) Like my poem? As it says, please review, as I'd love to know your opinions on my first LOTR fic!

D.D.Z.