I am not really sure if this is going to be a one shot and it will be in different points of view. I am probably not going to write more than two or three chapters but it depends if people want me to so... please leave comments and reviews...thanks, purple5901.

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Legolas's POV:

I knew that she was beautiful from the minute I set eyes on her, when we were just little elflings, but now she is breathtaking. I realize this one morning as she walks down the hallway to the door of the castle, the wind blowing her fiery red hair backwards.

"Legolas!" someone calls. I turn to find that it is my father. "There you are Legolas. Your mother wishes for a word with you."

I turn back to the entrance and see that Tauriel has gone. With a sigh, I walk towards my mother's room. I knock on the door and wait until I hear her soft voice reply 'come', before entering. I find her sitting on her dressing table stool, her music box playing in the background.

"Legolas, my dear boy come," she said, motioning for me to sit on her perfectly made bed. I obeyed and she sat beside me.

"I have noticed, Legolas, that you have feeling for the young chief of guards," she tells me. I sit there frozen for a second before responding.

"No, I haven't" I squeak. My mother laughs gently.

"I see it in your face, my child. You must go to her before you lose her," she says and ushers me out the door. I go back to the entrance of the castle.

"Shut the doors for the night," I tell the guards.

"But what about Tauriel?" one of them says as I go to turn away.

"What about her?" I ask.

"She headed out a while ago and she still has not returned," they say. I walk out o the door and down into the wood.

I knew exactly where she will be.

I find her practicing with her sword in her usual clearing. I walk silently up behind her, drawing my sword out of its sheath. Just as she turns to strike, I raise my sword, making hers clash with mine in a loud crash.

"What are you doing here prince?" she asks me.

"Looking for you," I tell her "someone could get hurt when you wave your sword about."

"Isn't that the intention when someone waves a sword?" she says, with one of those looks on her face. She moved her sword and attempts to strike me. It ends up in an all out duel.

We eventually stop when I catch her on the arm, cutting into the flesh. She gasps and drops her sword, tending to the blood running down her arm.

"I am sorry Tauriel. Here," I say, handing her a cloth to bandage her arm. She wraps it around the cut and ties it tightly. She then sits on a log. I go and sit next to her.

"I love the night. All the stars come out," she says suddenly.

"Me too" I reply, leaning closer to her to point at a particularly bright one. "That one is really bright"

I look at her to find her staring at it with a small smile on her face and I can't resist anymore. I take hold of her chin gently and turn her face towards mine. I waste no time and press my lips to hers. I can feel her tense up in shock but she soon relaxes into the kiss. We only break apart when we need air.

"You know we never finished our duel," she says with a smile and jumps up and grabs her sword off the floor. I unsheathe mine and we continue fighting.

Our swords bang together, in the shape of an 'X'. Her face is only centimeters away from mine and I lean in and kiss her again, more passionately than before. I press my tongue at her lips, asking for entrance and she accepts when she parts her lips and our tongue meet.

We break away when we need air again.

"We should get back to the castle before they lock us out," I say.

"Again" she replied and laughs and with that, we walk back to the castle.