Again, the good stuff doesnt start until later.
Also, I don't own anything but my dear Jane.
Chapter 2.
If there is one thing that I learned about Aragorn that day, it's that he is not a fan of screamo. Not that I expected him to be, I always figured it'd be Gimli who was the hardcore rocker of the Fellowship. Anyways, when I tried to play the guy some The Devil Wears Prada, it took all I could do to keep him from hacking my speakers apart with his sword. After that, I figured we were done with music for the day. Poor man was mumbling about the speakers being evil for hours.
Third note to self- Aragorn digs the classics.
I wonder if Elrond likes music?
"Hey Elronnnnndd?" I poked my head into his study early the next morning. Surprisingly, I was still in Middle Earth, not that I was complaining. He was sitting down, reading a book that looked suspiciously like the Twilight book I brought. The one that mysteriously disappeared. He quickly slammed the book shut and threw it under the table. I could've sworn there was a tear in his eye.
I'll let it slide this time. Pansy.
"You do understand that it is customary to knock first, Jane." Ahhhh. There's the meaner Elrond fanfic girls know and love.
"Yeah, but whatever." I skipped into the room and plopped down with my speakers, which were playing Billie Holliday's, I'll Be Seeing You. "I'm upset."
"Why?" He asked, doing the ever-popular eyebrow raise. How does he do that?
"You guys don't have any cool holidays. Like today! Today's Valentine's day in my world, and normally I'd be getting a bunch of cool junk. Like candy or those cool metal roses you can get at Rennaissance festivals, or heck, real flowers are cool too! And I'm just oober homesick and Estel is hogging my ipad to play Cut the Rope." That is true. The little stinker is hooked on that game, and he stayed up all night playing it. He's lucky I have a solar powered charger.
"Ah, perhaps you will receive a gift?" He gave me a smile, the kind of smile that hints that he knows something. Suspicious. "The day is still young."
"You're up to something." I glared at the elf. It's really weird how quickly I've gotten close to these people. "I can dig it." I smiled and skipped out of the room.
I was skipping down the hall to my favorite garden. The reason it's my favorite is because no one ever goes there, so I'm free to dance and sing as terribly as I want and still retain my dignity. Unfortunately, someone was already there.
"Ello!" I said in my fake british accent. Maybe I can convince this person to leave. The man turned around, and I gasped. "Legolas!"
"Forgive me, have we met?" He gave me a friendly smile that I couldn't return. My mouth was stuck hanging open.
"No, sorry. Lucky guess." I tried to blow it off, not knowing what else to do.
"Ahhhh, so you're Miss Miller! Estel told me there was an odd woman wandering around here." Odd woman? Oh, that terd is never gonna hear an end to this.
I bowed, since a curtsey is harder to pull off than it looks. "The one and only." It's tiring trying to be confident around all of these famous people.
"Well," Legolas bowed back, and gave a small laugh. "A pleasure to meet you. What brings you to this garden?"
"I can't dance, so I figured I'd dance alone here." Hey, honesty is the best policy. I suddenly became very curious, so before he could reply I blasted some screamo to see his reaction.
He took it better than I thought. Darn elves. No fun.
"What was that?" He asked, as if nothing strange had happened. I frowned.
"Well you're no fun." I turned to walk away but the pooper followed me. "Ahem." I turned to him once I reached my bedroom. "I'm afraid our adventure ends here. I've gotta get this dancing beast outta me fast before I explode."
Elves have nice laughs. You never hear then laugh in the movies. Legolas just shook his head as he laughed at what I guessed was the "dancing beast" comment. "I have a feeling that we shall be friends. Until then." He bowed and walked away, still laughing.
I turned to open my door when Aragorn came running up.
"Jane, may I borrow you for a moment?"
He took my arm and dragged me down the hall without waiting for a response. What people don't realize is that Aragorn wasn't always a stressed out guy. Back in the day, he was actually pretty pumped for life. Damn Isildur. It's all his fault.
He stopped outside a door and turned to me. "You told me that today was Valentines day, and I felt sorry that you had no one to valentine you," Poor Aragorn, I can never explain things correctly. "So I took it upon myself to do so." He opened the door, and I about burst into tears.
I always wondered if this world had pianos, and here, standing in front of me, was the most beautiful grand piano I've ever seen.
"Oh my gosh..." I walked up to the instrument and stroked the keys. "How did you get this?"
"Elrond had it, and after you mentioned that you played, we decided that this would be a good hobby for you while you're here." He slowly walked up behind me, and he smiled. "Do you like it?"
I sat down at the bench and played a little tune I made up a few years back. "I love it..." I jumped up and gave him a big hug. "You really didn't have to, thank you so much." Tears were welling up in my eyes. I had always wanted a grand piano, but they're so darned expensive..
"Of course I had to!" He pulled away first. Note to self number four- Middle Earthians don't hug freely. Especially Haldir. "I nearly killed you, remember?
"Don't remind me." I rolled my eyes playfully and sat back down at the piano.
Two weeks passed by, and I was still in Middle Earth. I spent a lot of time with Aragorn, I even started to teach him piano. Legolas hung around a lot, too. I forgot that he and Aragorn knew each other before the Fellowship. Legolas is a lot more like he is in the book than the movie. He's always singing, cracking jokes, and he'll even assist Elladan and Elrohir in a prank now and then. He's really beautiful, too. Like if Edward Cullen bit Orlando Bloom.
Minus the sparkles. Thank goodness. Great hair, though.
Well, tomorrow would be the day that Aragorn turns twenty. The day he finds out about his heritage and therefor becomes sad and unhappy Aragorn. But hey, he meets Arwen soon!
"Legolassssss." I slammed down on the piano keys and laid my head against the piano.
Legolas was sitting nearby, reading the final Harry Potter book. (It was a big hit with the elves. I can't wait to show Gandalf.) "Yes?" He asked, not looking up from the book.
I played a few random keys and rested my head on my free hand. "How old are you?"
He looked up at me with a slight smile. "Guess."
Sigh. He always makes me guess and I'm never right. "Ummm..." I tried to think of the numbers I'd already guessed. This whole thing had been going on since I met him. Let's see... 500, 755, 890, 1111, 1234, ect... Always too young. "1345?" I looked up at him hopefully.
Silence.
"Am I right?"
"Older."
"Dangit."
One thing that you'd never know fron the movies is that our dearest elvin prince has a beautiful voice. I taught him a few songs from our world, mainly songs like Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright, a couple of songs by Enya, you know. The kind of stuff that Lord of the Ringers would like.
Aragorn's voice is nice, but all of this is rather unimportant.
My soon to be ranger walked into my room later that evening with a big smile plastered on his face. I'll be missing that after tomorrow.
"Jane," He was also way cleaner back in the day. FYI. "Can you believe that tomorrow is the day? Time has flown by considerably fast, hasn't it?" He plopped himself down on a love seat and commenced playing Cut the Rope on my ipad again.
"Yeahhh," I tried to act excited, but it's hard to be happy when Mr. Elrond is going to be ruining your dear friend's life here in 24 short hours.
"I am ready to begin living life fully," He said, looking off into the distance and smiling as if remembering a fond memory. "I can't begin to tell you how beautiful it shall be. One day I shall take a wife, have children, and live in a home of our own. "
My heart was practically breaking at seeing him so happy about his future. Oh Aragorn, if only you knew... I'd have you stay Estel for forever.
"And where will you have this home?" I gave him a small smile, not ready for him to finish. He looked so peaceful here in this moment.
Aragorn pondered this for a moment, but looked up at me and smiled brightly, as if he had planned his life fully and was impatient to get it going. "I've always been here, I do not see a reason to leave. But, if I had to choose another home, it would surely be in Gondor."
That last bit surprised me a bit, but I kept on smiling. "What excites you the most about the future?"
Estel answered without a second thought. "Being able to come home every day to the peace of my own home and the love of my family. I will undoubtedly be a soldier, it has been planned since my birth. But, I've always craved a simple life. I seek no glory in battle- no honor in death on the battlefield. All that I have ever wanted is a home life, to have the family I never had as a child." He looked to me as he snapped out of his daydreaming. "Jane, you know my future, don't you? You said so yourself. I don't aske that you ruin my story for me, but please tell me, is it a happy one?"
I avoided his eyes, not wanting him to see the tears in my own. If only I could tell him it would be.
"You have an amazing life, Estel." True, excitement follows that man wherever he goes.
Estel smiled, and relaxed back into his chair some more. "Then I shall rest easy in these future days, knowing I have the reassurance of a friend."
We sat together in silence, both in our own thoughts, until it came time for us to retire. It wasn't insomnia that kept me up that night, but it was worry for my best friend. He doesn't want anything he's going to get.
