At last, the long awaited part 7!!
~evil laughter~
I do not own these characters. I merely pick them up, dump them into a jar, shake it up, and see what happens. Like any good scientist, I record the results.
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"Aragorn. In esta Aragorn." (Aragorn. His name was Aragorn)
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"Aragorn!?!"
For his part, Aragorn was shocked. He had never met Orlando as anyone other then Viggo, and Orlando didn't seem to be the type of person who would love someone who was obviously fictional, but how else could he love Aragorn? When Orlando drew away from his hand, however, Aragorn stopped him, turning the younger man's head until they were looking into each other's eyes. Aragorn's voice sounded harsh, even to his ears.
"How could you love Aragorn?"
Aragorn returned back to English as he asked Orlando this question. Orlando seemed hesitant to respond.
"I-I do. I-I don't know how to explain it to you...it's just, I-I..."
Aragorn's voice softened considerably; he hadn't meant to sound so cold.
"Orlando, I don't think you're crazy, it's just that I'm sure I would have remembered meeting you, and I don't."
Orlando's couldn't think straight, as he tried to comprehend what Viggo was saying.
'He would have remembered me, what does he mean, unless he's Aragorn, he couldn't be, Aragorn's dead, or is he, could Aragorn still be alive? How, why? Wouldn't he be dead now, his quests finished? He'd be disgusted with me, to die he would have learned that I loved him, he'd hate me now...'
"Orlando?"
Orlando looked up into Viggo's eyes again, his gaze haven fallen as his mind spun. 'Aragorn' he reminded himself. 'Aragorn, not Viggo.'
"Would you have remembered Legolas?"
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Short, I know, but if I get 10 more reviews, I'll put the next part up as soon as I see that I have 10 more reviews. Understood? Less then 10, and I'll put the next part up when I feel like it, or when I remember.