ANYWAY, R&R. PEACE YO
Oh...and I changed the "Frodo-san" thing, LOL. I'm an idiot.
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"Mr. Frodo....?" Samwise asked, staring towards Frodo infront of the fire.
"Hai, dear Sam?" Frodo replied, still with his head down.
Sam looked at Frodo's face, reading his mind and knowing he was deep in thought. Sam pulled his knees up to his chest, hugged them, and thought, If only it were Frodo is these arms of mine...He sighed. He finally looked back up and found the concerned eyes of Frodo on his own eyes.
"Well friend," Frodo smiled a bit. "What's wrong?"
Sam smiled. "Nothing Frodo. I wanted to see if you were alright," he wouldn't dare say how he thought about Frodo, or how beautiful his master was when he looked in the fire.
"Thank you...I'm glad you asked!" Sam blushed at Frodo's words. "Because...having to be in this horrible land made me think. It made me think back. Back to the Shire...Old Bilbo...Merry, Pippin! Good old Gandalf....But if any of them had to be here, I'd have chosen you...and I'm glad you're here...You mean much to me. You're like a piece of my heart...of my love for the Shire and our old lazy days."
Sam winced with silent tears of joy. "That makes me so glad, sir! To tell the truth...I miss the Shire so much...and to be here with you, makes me comfortable. It's almost better than a good smoke of pipweed...which we haven't in a while...and I miss those days. We'll be back at wonderful Bag End soon! I know we will be!"
Frodo smiled, but Sam could tell that it was a faked one. Sam's own smile faded as Frodo turned around to catch some sleep.
"Sleep well, dear Sam!" "You also, Mr. Frodo..."
Sam listened to Frodo's breathing deep into the night. Ever since that day Gandalf had them set out for Rivendell, he knew well that he wouldn't be seeing his own home for quite a while. Frodo made him miss it more. He couldn't stand all these pained expressions Frodo made...and it made himself hurt more. What hurt him more...was the fact that he loved Frodo...and he was scared to show any sign. This feeling had longed inside him more and more since leaving the Shire. This unbelieveable pain... he thought, it hurts my heart so much...because I have no way to let Mr. Frodo know...I'm aching so much.... He silently wept.
Frodo then had turned in his sleep, facing Sam's direction. Sam wipes his sad eyes and smiled at his masters face. His face was like an angel. Frodo was his angel...his own, who would be there for him. Samwise dreamt of Frodo with visible wings. Wings made of such a pure thing...like a flower. Wings made of flower petals, that is what Frodo was carried by. If he were to fly, he'd create such a garden, a rain of petals. An impossible dream...he thought.
Sam leaned over and watched Frodo dream. He wished that it could stay like that forever. But that cursed Ring...that ring which would possibly end their lives. That ring that made Frodo feel the way he did. Sam felt his eye twitch a bit. He turned his eyes toward the flames of the fire...and was reminded of Mount Doom. "Mount Doom..." he said silently. "That hellish castle of evil, of where the ring was born. I truly hate it!" He looked down at his sweet master sleeping. "Why did you come to him?!"
Just as Sam said that...Frodo moved his body so to reveal the ring. It glared at Sam, and he was being pulled forward. This feeling...this trickery...I can't give into it! But...that ring...if I were to take it...and get rid of it, Frodo would be ok. I could even take it, and go myself, as to protect Frodo. Sam tilted forward more...his hand slid from his side, to freely in the air...heading to Frodo's chest where the ring lay. Sam looked to the other side and closed his eyes as if he were in pain.
He lightly opened one eye onto Frodo, still reaching for the ring. Frodo! Oh please, Mr. Frodo! Don't wake up! He quickly moved to snatch the ring but Frodo sat up in a jolt of fear, his eyes in tears.
"OH SAMWISE...! OH DEAR SAMWISE!..." he wrapped his arms around Sam's chest and cried into it. "Sam...this dream I had...I...."
He pulled away from his grasp onto Sam. "Sam...." Frodo's eyes were filled with uncontrollable tears. Sam saw such a look in his eyes...a look, like he was hoping for a sanctuary that would not come.
"Sam...I don't understand...why...?"
"Mr. Frodo! I can explain I..."
Frodo stood up and grabbed his cloak. "Sam...I can't stay with you...I can't let you full under this rings trickery. Don't you see?!"
"But Frodo! PLEASE MASTER! I need to protect you! I have to protect you! You cannot wander Mordor alone!" Sam ran to get his cloak and bags...
"SAM! I'm going! Don't follow me!"
Sam's eyes filled with tears and he yelled, "Why Frodo?! I don't want you to leave! Let me protect you..!"
"Sam...I love you too much. I can't let you die for me..." Frodo's eyes began to tear up...and found the only thing left to do was turn and run.
"Frodo...." Sam dropped to his knees. He was stunned...with the words Sam....I love you too much running through his mind and heart.
Sam laid down on the ground and began to cry..."my sweet Frodo...."