Note: None of these are my original characters except for Legolas's dead
girlfriend! Shounen ai between Legolas/Aragorn!
In Health
Part 4
A.J. Matthews
Legolas awoke very early the next morning, shortly before dawn. His fever had gone way down, and he felt normal again. He sat up and looked around.
Legolas then saw the blanket which covered him, and Aragorn's cloak and sighed quietly.
The graceful elf stood, and picked up the blanket and cloak.
Legolas walked over to Frodo, who shivered slightly and gently placed the blanket over him. He then looked for Aragorn.
It didn't take him too long to see the figure sitting up next to the fire. Legolas made his way over there carrying Aragorn's cloak.
Aragorn looked up to see who it was. He relaxed slightly to see that it was Legolas.
"You're awake, then. Are you feeling better?" Aragorn asked quietly.
"Much, thanks to you. Here," Legolas said. He handed Aragorn his cloak.
Aragorn took it and noticed that Legolas still did not wear his own shirt or cloak.
Aragorn questioned, "Aren't you cold?"
Legolas shook his head. "Elves rarely feel hot or cold."
"Take a seat and keep me company if you cannot sleep, Legolas," Aragorn offered.
Legolas nodded and sat beside his friend. "The stars are clear and strong," he mused as he looked up at the fading night sky.
"Indeed," Aragorn said. He was busy looking at Legolas. He could not keep his eyes off of the elf.
Legolas had a hard time keeping his eyes off of Aragorn as well. "How long will we walk tomorrow?" Legolas asked, to break the silence.
"About twelve hours. Can you handle it?" Aragorn regretted those words when he saw Legolas tense.
"I am well for the most part and I know my own limits, Aragorn. I can easily keep up," Legolas said, a little testily. "After all, I am much older than you."
Aragorn sighed. "I didn't mean that the way it sounded, Legolas. Can you blame a friend for being worried?"
Legolas relented a little. "I do not like being treated like a child, Aragorn. Especially by you, when you know that I am over three thousand years old."
"It's hard to tell, Legolas," Aragorn admitted. "Though you may be much older, you seem innocent and young. You certainly don't look as old as you are."
Legolas nodded. "But, please remember that I can take care of myself, Aragorn. I believe today's battle proves that."
Aragorn smiled. "Which part? Where you were getting shaken like a leaf by whatever that thing was?"
Legolas frowned slightly. "I did kill it," he protested.
"I know, Legolas. I was just teasing you," Aragorn said.
"Oh." Legolas grew silent again.
The silence stretched out for a few moments. Each were thinking of the kisses they'd shared.
"Aragorn, I feel I need to apologize," Legolas said in a low voice, a little uncertain.
"For what, Legolas?" Aragorn inquired.
"For kissing you like that," Legolas whispered, blushing a little. "Wine does have strange effects on elves."
"They certainly do," Aragorn said. "But tis all right, Legolas." Legolas's apology hurt, for he'd enjoyed the kisses and thought the elf had as well. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?" Aragorn asked suddenly.
"I have had a few relationships, before, Aragorn," Legolas told him. "Though I currently do not have one."
Aragorn nodded. "Do you think you will ever marry, Legolas?"
Legolas was surprised to hear that question. "I've never really thought about it before, Aragorn." He frowned and thought for a few moments.
Aragorn watched the elf carefully.
"I suppose I would, if I genuinely loved the one I was to marry. But I do not see that happening any time soon, Aragorn. My heart still hurts from the loss of my last love," Legolas murmured.
"What happened to your love?" Aragorn asked, his eyes full of compassion.
"The orcs killed her," Legolas said solemnly. "They attacked her scouting party and killed her and everyone who was with her. I was going to ask her to marry me, when she returned."
Aragorn placed a hand on Legolas's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Legolas, for your loss."
"Twas two hundred years ago, Aragorn. I am all right now." Legolas looked at Aragorn, licking his lips slightly.
Aragorn surprised himself by kissing Legolas's warm, moist lips softly. Legolas closed his eyes as he responded sweetly, and felt Aragorn's arms go around him. The kiss deepened as their tongues entered each other's mouth.
Aragorn tilted Legolas's face towards him and kissed him again. Legolas moaned softly as his hands pulled Aragorn closer to him. The man leaned Legolas back on the ground, as Legolas began to remove his shirt.
The elf froze, however when he saw Lady Arwen's necklace.
"Aragorn," he whispered, his voice sad and broken.
Aragorn looked at Legolas and saw the one that he loved gazing at Arwen's necklace.
He sighed softly. He could see that Legolas was confused, torn between desire and love, as well as his morals.
"Legolas," Aragorn murmured in the elf's ear. "When we have finished this quest, I shall tell Arwen that I am in love with another."
"Who?" Legolas asked, trembling slightly.
"You, Legolas." Aragorn's grey eyes met Legolas's green ones.
The blond elf gazed up at him. "But she loves you-" Legolas was cut off by another kiss.
"And I love you."
Legolas was filled with joy to hear those words come from Aragorn's lips.
'I love you, too, Estel,' Legolas whispered in Elvish.
"I know."
They kissed again, harder this time.
What Legolas and Aragorn didn't know was that eyes were upon them.
The hobbits, Gimli, and Boromir watched them discreetly.
"Close your eyes, young ones," Boromir hissed. "You shouldn't be watching this."
"Neither should you," Frodo hissed back. "Stop whispering."
"You stop whispering," Gimli muttered as he spied on the two lying on the ground.
"Oh my god!" Pippin exclaimed softly. He and Merry grinned at each other and turned back to watch Legolas and Aragorn making out.
Merry cheered loudly, but Sam cut him off.
"Merry, be quiet. Legolas will hear us," he hissed in Merry's ears.
All continued watching.
Legolas had already removed Aragorn's shirt by now.
Their lips were still locked together.
Boromir covered Frodo's eyes, as well as Sam's. Gimli did the same to the other hobbits.
"Hey!" Frodo protested loudly.
Legolas looked at Aragorn and chuckled softly. 'We're being watched, Aragorn,' he murmured softly.
'Who is it, Legolas?' Aragorn whispered, grinning slightly.
'Everyone else in the Company. I wouldn't mind if it was just Boromir and Gimli but the hobbits are too young to be watching this."
Aragorn nodded in agreement. 'We'll finish this later, my love,' he said in fluent Elvish.
Legolas smiled at him before sitting up.
"What are they saying?" Pippin asked.
"Can't hear from here! Wish we had another elf who could hear them," Gimli muttered.
Frodo looked at him in surprise. "I thought you disliked elves."
"I do," Gimli said, turning red slightly.
Frodo grinned at him.
"I can't see," Merry protested.
"Me, neither," Sam complained.
Gimli was still covering their eyes.
"Is there a problem?" Legolas asked the group, who hid behind a bush.
They were all surprised and fell over.
"Did you find the intruders, Legolas?" Aragorn asked, grinning.
"Yes, but they are no intruders," Legolas told him.
"I suggest all of you go back to bed," Aragorn said firmly. "You only have two hours worth of sleep before it's time to get up and eat."
The hobbits, Boromir, and Gimli sheepishly returned to bed.
Legolas and Aragorn sat beside the fire again, with one difference this time.
They held hands.
To be continued
In Health
Part 4
A.J. Matthews
Legolas awoke very early the next morning, shortly before dawn. His fever had gone way down, and he felt normal again. He sat up and looked around.
Legolas then saw the blanket which covered him, and Aragorn's cloak and sighed quietly.
The graceful elf stood, and picked up the blanket and cloak.
Legolas walked over to Frodo, who shivered slightly and gently placed the blanket over him. He then looked for Aragorn.
It didn't take him too long to see the figure sitting up next to the fire. Legolas made his way over there carrying Aragorn's cloak.
Aragorn looked up to see who it was. He relaxed slightly to see that it was Legolas.
"You're awake, then. Are you feeling better?" Aragorn asked quietly.
"Much, thanks to you. Here," Legolas said. He handed Aragorn his cloak.
Aragorn took it and noticed that Legolas still did not wear his own shirt or cloak.
Aragorn questioned, "Aren't you cold?"
Legolas shook his head. "Elves rarely feel hot or cold."
"Take a seat and keep me company if you cannot sleep, Legolas," Aragorn offered.
Legolas nodded and sat beside his friend. "The stars are clear and strong," he mused as he looked up at the fading night sky.
"Indeed," Aragorn said. He was busy looking at Legolas. He could not keep his eyes off of the elf.
Legolas had a hard time keeping his eyes off of Aragorn as well. "How long will we walk tomorrow?" Legolas asked, to break the silence.
"About twelve hours. Can you handle it?" Aragorn regretted those words when he saw Legolas tense.
"I am well for the most part and I know my own limits, Aragorn. I can easily keep up," Legolas said, a little testily. "After all, I am much older than you."
Aragorn sighed. "I didn't mean that the way it sounded, Legolas. Can you blame a friend for being worried?"
Legolas relented a little. "I do not like being treated like a child, Aragorn. Especially by you, when you know that I am over three thousand years old."
"It's hard to tell, Legolas," Aragorn admitted. "Though you may be much older, you seem innocent and young. You certainly don't look as old as you are."
Legolas nodded. "But, please remember that I can take care of myself, Aragorn. I believe today's battle proves that."
Aragorn smiled. "Which part? Where you were getting shaken like a leaf by whatever that thing was?"
Legolas frowned slightly. "I did kill it," he protested.
"I know, Legolas. I was just teasing you," Aragorn said.
"Oh." Legolas grew silent again.
The silence stretched out for a few moments. Each were thinking of the kisses they'd shared.
"Aragorn, I feel I need to apologize," Legolas said in a low voice, a little uncertain.
"For what, Legolas?" Aragorn inquired.
"For kissing you like that," Legolas whispered, blushing a little. "Wine does have strange effects on elves."
"They certainly do," Aragorn said. "But tis all right, Legolas." Legolas's apology hurt, for he'd enjoyed the kisses and thought the elf had as well. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?" Aragorn asked suddenly.
"I have had a few relationships, before, Aragorn," Legolas told him. "Though I currently do not have one."
Aragorn nodded. "Do you think you will ever marry, Legolas?"
Legolas was surprised to hear that question. "I've never really thought about it before, Aragorn." He frowned and thought for a few moments.
Aragorn watched the elf carefully.
"I suppose I would, if I genuinely loved the one I was to marry. But I do not see that happening any time soon, Aragorn. My heart still hurts from the loss of my last love," Legolas murmured.
"What happened to your love?" Aragorn asked, his eyes full of compassion.
"The orcs killed her," Legolas said solemnly. "They attacked her scouting party and killed her and everyone who was with her. I was going to ask her to marry me, when she returned."
Aragorn placed a hand on Legolas's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Legolas, for your loss."
"Twas two hundred years ago, Aragorn. I am all right now." Legolas looked at Aragorn, licking his lips slightly.
Aragorn surprised himself by kissing Legolas's warm, moist lips softly. Legolas closed his eyes as he responded sweetly, and felt Aragorn's arms go around him. The kiss deepened as their tongues entered each other's mouth.
Aragorn tilted Legolas's face towards him and kissed him again. Legolas moaned softly as his hands pulled Aragorn closer to him. The man leaned Legolas back on the ground, as Legolas began to remove his shirt.
The elf froze, however when he saw Lady Arwen's necklace.
"Aragorn," he whispered, his voice sad and broken.
Aragorn looked at Legolas and saw the one that he loved gazing at Arwen's necklace.
He sighed softly. He could see that Legolas was confused, torn between desire and love, as well as his morals.
"Legolas," Aragorn murmured in the elf's ear. "When we have finished this quest, I shall tell Arwen that I am in love with another."
"Who?" Legolas asked, trembling slightly.
"You, Legolas." Aragorn's grey eyes met Legolas's green ones.
The blond elf gazed up at him. "But she loves you-" Legolas was cut off by another kiss.
"And I love you."
Legolas was filled with joy to hear those words come from Aragorn's lips.
'I love you, too, Estel,' Legolas whispered in Elvish.
"I know."
They kissed again, harder this time.
What Legolas and Aragorn didn't know was that eyes were upon them.
The hobbits, Gimli, and Boromir watched them discreetly.
"Close your eyes, young ones," Boromir hissed. "You shouldn't be watching this."
"Neither should you," Frodo hissed back. "Stop whispering."
"You stop whispering," Gimli muttered as he spied on the two lying on the ground.
"Oh my god!" Pippin exclaimed softly. He and Merry grinned at each other and turned back to watch Legolas and Aragorn making out.
Merry cheered loudly, but Sam cut him off.
"Merry, be quiet. Legolas will hear us," he hissed in Merry's ears.
All continued watching.
Legolas had already removed Aragorn's shirt by now.
Their lips were still locked together.
Boromir covered Frodo's eyes, as well as Sam's. Gimli did the same to the other hobbits.
"Hey!" Frodo protested loudly.
Legolas looked at Aragorn and chuckled softly. 'We're being watched, Aragorn,' he murmured softly.
'Who is it, Legolas?' Aragorn whispered, grinning slightly.
'Everyone else in the Company. I wouldn't mind if it was just Boromir and Gimli but the hobbits are too young to be watching this."
Aragorn nodded in agreement. 'We'll finish this later, my love,' he said in fluent Elvish.
Legolas smiled at him before sitting up.
"What are they saying?" Pippin asked.
"Can't hear from here! Wish we had another elf who could hear them," Gimli muttered.
Frodo looked at him in surprise. "I thought you disliked elves."
"I do," Gimli said, turning red slightly.
Frodo grinned at him.
"I can't see," Merry protested.
"Me, neither," Sam complained.
Gimli was still covering their eyes.
"Is there a problem?" Legolas asked the group, who hid behind a bush.
They were all surprised and fell over.
"Did you find the intruders, Legolas?" Aragorn asked, grinning.
"Yes, but they are no intruders," Legolas told him.
"I suggest all of you go back to bed," Aragorn said firmly. "You only have two hours worth of sleep before it's time to get up and eat."
The hobbits, Boromir, and Gimli sheepishly returned to bed.
Legolas and Aragorn sat beside the fire again, with one difference this time.
They held hands.
To be continued