A/N: Hey everyone, I'm sorry that it took so long to update, but you know how life goes, family shows up so you've got to spend time with them then you get sick then you have school work and exams and all of that fun crap. Okay so NECESSARY INFORMATION: Amara has been in Mirkwood for three weeks now, that's including the time she was unconscious in the Healing Halls. Well I hope you all like this new chapter.
Now On With The Story!
When Amara woke up the next morning she was anything but comfortable. Before even opening her eyes she felt the crick in her neck and strain in her back, she sighed and was thankful that at least her pillow was nice and firm, she liked this one much better than the one on her bed. Amara tried to roll over into a more comfortable position only to fall hard onto the floor, landing with a loud crash on her side. Groaning in pain Amara sat up and rubbed her back.
"Are you okay?" A groggy voice from above asked her.
"Nooooo…." She groaned looking up to where the voice came from. Her eyes immediately locked with blue eyes glazed with sleep and worry. Her eyes roamed the face trying to put a name to it and she suddenly remembered where she was. She must have fallen asleep in her chair at sometime during the night while talking with Legolas. "I think I may have bruised something." Amara said before collapsing onto her back and throwing her arm over her eyes.
"Oh, okay then." Legolas said before rolling over.
Lifting her arm slightly Amara glared at the blond lump, sat up slightly and gabbed a seat cushion from her chair and chucked it at him, hitting him upside his head.
"Hey!" he cried indignantly, "What was that for?"
"For being a crappy Prince." Amara said throwing her arm back over her eyes while she tried to repress a smile.
"And how pray tell have I been a crappy Prince?" Legolas asked now awake and sitting up against his head board.
"I'm a damsel in distress and rather than springing into action you roll over and go back to sleep." Amara answered still not removing her arm from her eyes.
As Amara lay there on the floor, Legolas watched her, a small smile on his lips. She was in the same dress she had been in the day before; it was wrinkled and bunched around her knees from the fall. Her hair was knotted and fanned around her head. "If you were truly a damsel in distress you wouldn't have been able to throw that cushion with such great aim." He said grabbing a pillow from behind him.
"Damn you and your logic." Amara said as she rolled onto her side and brought herself into a fetal position. He almost felt bad about what he was about to do 'but, fair is fair' Legolas thought as brought his arm back and threw the pillow right at her.
Almost as soon as the pillow connected with her head Amara shot up and glared at Legolas. If looks could kill Legolas would have been six feet under. Amara didn't say anything she just stood up flipped her knotted hair and stormed out of the room. Legolas, who had been near laughing before, was now feeling horrible; believing he had upset her Legolas brought his legs over to the side of the bed and reached for his crutches. As soon as he had stood up, Amara was back in the room. "Amara I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." Legolas lay there shocked on his back, listening to the ringing laughter coming from Amara. She had actually hit him with a pillow. This meant war.
"Legolas?" Amara managed to get out through her bursts of laughter. Not getting a reply she walked over to Legolas standing next to his unmoving body. "Legolas?" She leaned over him trying to get a better look at his face, when she was suddenly grabbed around the waist, and thrown down onto the bed, where Legolas then began to mercilessly tickle her. Amara soon began to fight back, grabbing for any reachable skin to tickle. Soon the two were rolling around in an all out tickle war. Completely forgetting about his injuries Legolas tried to use his legs to flip Amara over, in the process he hit his shin against Amara's leg. He cried out in pain causing Amara to quickly jump back and hit her back on the wall next to the bed. Legolas quickly brought his leg in and hugged it trying to ebb the pain. Amara, forgetting her own pain was soon next to Legolas grabbing his leg from him and straightening it out. She began to gently massage it. The pain was quickly diminishing under Amara's gentle hands. As Legolas' breath began to even out again Amara put his leg back down onto the bed and lay back against the wall. The two sat in silence for a while before Legolas could take it no longer.
"I won." Amara stared at Legolas for a moment before snorting in a very unladylike manner. "You wish." The two stared at each other for a moment, both straight faced, before breaking into laughter. When the laughter died down Amara slid off the bed and began to leave the room.
"Where are you going now? You're not going to get another pillow are you?" Legolas asked.
Amara chuckled. "I'm going to take a bath and get some new clothes. Don't worry though I'll be back." She answered as she made her way out the door.
As Amara left Legolas' room she saw Wilya walking in her direction. Wilya smiled and waved to Amara. Waving back Amara walked toward her. "Good morning." She said smiling.
"Good morning Amara. Were you just coming out of Legolas' room?" Wilya asked taking in Amara's stale and rumpled appearance.
Amara blushed, noting Wilya's gaze. "Umm… yes, I was. I'm on my way to take a bath."
"Oh well then it's good that I caught you. I was actually on my way to bring you these." Wilya said motioning to the clothes in her arms.
"You really shouldn't have." Amara said as she took the offered clothes.
"It was nothing really, and they should fit this time I had the seamstress let them out some." Wilya said. "Well while you're getting ready I guess I'll go visit with Legolas." With that Amara headed off to her room, which had an adjoining bathroom.
Wilya watched Amara walk into her room with a calculating stare, 'Did they…? No, Legolas would never.' Walking into her brother-in-law's healing room she looked around and saw no sign of Legolas other than the rumpled bedding, which only added to her suspicions. She nearly thought that Legolas had snuck out when she heard the sound of running water coming from the other side of a thick wooden door. Knocking on the door she waited to hear a splash and a muffled 'enter' before opening the door.
"Wilya." Legolas said, sounding surprised and a bit disappointed.
"You were expecting the Eru?" she said closing the door behind her.
"Very funny Wilya. What are you doing here?" Legolas asked.
Wilya laughed. "I saw Amara leaving your room." Wilya stated looking around the bathroom, giving Legolas some sort of privacy. "She looked quite rumpled" Wilya looked over at Legolas to gauge his reaction to the implied question; she noted his cheeks turned pink.
Legolas sank into the water, "Oh?"
"Yes, in fact it looked as though she had slept in her clothes." Wilya stated, pausing to wait for any reply from Legolas. Not receiving any she decided to give up beating around the bush and straight out ask him. "You didn't… sleep, with her did you?"
Legolas turned toward Wilya quickly causing water to splash around him. His face was fiercely red and he could barely form a coherent sentence as he stuttered out a reply. "Amara?...Me?...you think?...it can't be…. NO!" He finally managed to spit out.
"Okay, Okay, I believe you. I'm sorry it's just, well… you know." Wilya said her own face turning pink as she played with her skirts.
"No I don't know." Legolas said feeling defensive all of a sudden.
"Well, it's just, I don't know, maybe I'm being dumb, but I could have sworn that you, well, liked her." Wilya ended bringing her eyes to meet his.
"Well I don't, and even if I did you know very well that I would never jump into bed with her. I never have before." Legolas said
"I know I'm sorry." Wilya said. "Can you forgive me?"
Legolas looked over at Wilya and cocked a half-smile. "Of course. Is there anything else you needed?"
"Yes actually, since you're getting out today, we were going to have a picnic in the southern gardens today, can you make it?" Wilya asked.
"Certainly," Legolas answered.
"Alright, see you then." With that Wilya gave Legolas a kiss on his head and left to finish her duties for the day.
When Wilya was completely out of the room Legolas let out a sigh and began to wash. He couldn't believe that Wilya had really thought he would have bedded Amara, 'not only has she only been in Mirkwood for three weeks but she thinks she is from a different dimension or something, besides,' he thought, 'I've never bedded anyone.' As Legolas washed he found that he couldn't stop thinking about what Wilya had said. She had really thought he liked Amara as more than, a friend, an acquaintance? He wasn't sure what she was, the night before, they had talked for hours, about, well in all honesty about nothing. At the time it seemed to be important and interesting, but thinking back, he couldn't remember one poignant thing that had been said, that was odd, he never had meaningless conversations, there was always a point to the talks he had with others. He had thought that pointless talks would feel, just that, pointless, but he had to say it had been fun, in fact it had been one of the most fun conversations he had ever had.
The water had cooled and was beginning to get uncomfortable when Legolas decided to get out of the tub. Legolas got his crutched and deciding that it would be too much hassle to try and keep a towel up on his crutches Legolas forwent a towel and made his was straight into the other room. He opened the door he did not expect to find Amara sitting in the chair she had been in last night. She had obviously heard the door look open and turned her head, only to quickly turn her head in the other direction.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry." Amara stuttered as she stood and turned to face the other direction turning a magnificent shade of crimson.
Covering as much of himself as he could Legolas turned the same shade of bright red as Amara and quickly grabbed a pair of leggings on the bureau next to him and quickly put them back on. "Uhh… Am...Amara what are you doing here?" He stuttered pulling a tunic on over his head.
Amara looked over her shoulder to see Legolas, leaning on one crutch and pulling a shirt on over his head. She couldn't help but notice his nicely chiseled abs. Noting that she was staring Amara turned an even deeper shade of red and quickly turned back to face the wall. "I-I'm sorry, Wilya told me that I should just wait for you in here. She didn't say where you were-I didn't think you'd be-well I mean I should have-it's the obvious thing to think- not that I thought you'd be-not that I'd ever think of you as being-" Amara stopped, hearing a melodious laughter behind her. She turned around, still blushing to stare disbelievingly at Legolas.
Legolas was almost doubled over in laughter; his laughter was so loud that it took him a moment to notice that Amara had stopped talking. Legolas tried to gain control of his laughter only to lose all control as soon as he glanced back up at Amara's red face. "I'm sorry but…ha-ha…you just…sorry." Legolas laughed. As his laughter died down Legolas was finally able to form a semi-coherent sentence. "I'm sorry but, you were rambling and it was just…so funny."
"I'm glad my discomfort amuses you." Amara said crossing her arms over her chest and glaring. The more Legolas laughed the angrier it made Amara. She tapped her foot impatiently waiting for him to say something other than "I'm sorry" which seemed to be the only sentence he was capable of forming. Finally fed up with it Amara picked up a pillow from his bed and without any hint of playfulness she threw the pillow as hard as she could directly at Legolas' head. Unfortunately because he was shaking while laughing Amara missed him by about an inch and ended up knocking over a vase instead. Not caring that she had missed her intended target Amara gave one last glare to Legolas and stormed out of the room and down the hall.
The Smashing of the vase beside him startled Legolas. His head snapped up to stare at Amara; she was glaring at him icily. He was speechless; he hadn't known that his laughing would have upset her so. He was about to apologize again, but before he could even open his mouth Amara had stormed out of the room. He stared after her for a moment before gripping his crutches and following after her. "Amara! Amara wait!" She wasn't listening to him and she was increasing her speed as he tried to catch up. "Amara please! I'm sorry! Wait!" Rather than stopping or even slowing down, Amara broke out into an all out run. Legolas attempted to do the same, but he tripped on his crutches and fell face first onto the hard stone floor. Legolas lifted his head just in time to see Amara go around the corner up the hall. Pounding a fist into the ground Legolas pulled himself back up onto his crutches and hobbled back to his room.
A/N: Sorry this chapter was kind of short but hopefully I'll be updating again soon. As always read and review please. Love you all! Mwah!
