Disclaimer: Middle-earth does not belong to me. None of the characters does
either. JRR Tolkien (AKA Great God, Wonderful Writer and Mr. Responsible-
for-me-being-an-outcast) is the mastermind behind this. On the request of a
few that have reviewed, I will have a few more chapters to this fic...Wish
me luck, for that wasn't the plan. Song to this fic is 'Every Breath you
Take' by Sting.
---------------------------------------Love or Lust?------------------------ ----------
----------------------------------The Day and the Night--------------------- -------
Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches with every step you take
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
******************
Legolas watched in silence as Arwen greeted him an Aragorn when they entered Imladris again. He wanted to hate Arwen but failed to do so. She was like one of his sisters and he could harbour no ill feelings towards her. By Ivanna, he could not harbour any ill feelings for Aragorn either.
He wished he could. It would have healed the ache in his heart with pain instead of letting it drown in bitterness. He stayed in the background, stroking Seere and whispering words to the proud animal.
"Legolas? Will you join me and Estel for dinner?" a soft voice asked. Legolas looked up to meet the steady gaze of Arwen. Her long dark hair and dark blue eyes glittered in the twilight. "We would appreciate it"
Legolas looked over to Elrond and knew. He was asked to chaperon them. And Arwen had chosen him because he would leave them alone. He nodded before his wits returned and he claimed his voice. "That would be me an honour, Lady Undomiel," he said slowly and bowed. But his heart still ached. He would bring Arwen and Aragorn together.
Aragorn did not seem to care much, just gave Legolas a friendly smile before taking Arwen's hand to lead her to the beautiful garden. Legolas surrendered his horse to one of the servants before walking after them, receiving a look from Elrond. Using the power of his ring, Elrond spoke to him with his thoughts.
*You will watch over them?*
Legolas smiled weakly. *Yes*, he though. *Do not fear for your daughter's honour, Lord Elrond. Aragorn is a honourable man*
*Do you truly believe that?*
The question was left unanswered as Legolas speeded up, joining Arwen an Aragorn in their talk. He did not listen to them and gracefully moved to the bridge to stand there as the two whispered words of love and promises to each other.
"I love you, Arwen"
Those words made Legolas bite his lip and fight the bitter tears. He remembered first time he and Aragorn made love. Aragorn had been eighteen and quite eager, but Legolas had showed him to slow down an enjoy it. It had been nice but he remembered very clearly the words uttered as he held the sweaty, grinning boy.
"I love you, Legolas"
And then the words of Aragorn came into his mind again.
"I chose the Night"
And forsake the day, Legolas added to himself, watching the water flow under the bridge. And forsake me.....
---------------------------------------Love or Lust?------------------------ ----------
----------------------------------The Day and the Night--------------------- -------
Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches with every step you take
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
******************
Legolas watched in silence as Arwen greeted him an Aragorn when they entered Imladris again. He wanted to hate Arwen but failed to do so. She was like one of his sisters and he could harbour no ill feelings towards her. By Ivanna, he could not harbour any ill feelings for Aragorn either.
He wished he could. It would have healed the ache in his heart with pain instead of letting it drown in bitterness. He stayed in the background, stroking Seere and whispering words to the proud animal.
"Legolas? Will you join me and Estel for dinner?" a soft voice asked. Legolas looked up to meet the steady gaze of Arwen. Her long dark hair and dark blue eyes glittered in the twilight. "We would appreciate it"
Legolas looked over to Elrond and knew. He was asked to chaperon them. And Arwen had chosen him because he would leave them alone. He nodded before his wits returned and he claimed his voice. "That would be me an honour, Lady Undomiel," he said slowly and bowed. But his heart still ached. He would bring Arwen and Aragorn together.
Aragorn did not seem to care much, just gave Legolas a friendly smile before taking Arwen's hand to lead her to the beautiful garden. Legolas surrendered his horse to one of the servants before walking after them, receiving a look from Elrond. Using the power of his ring, Elrond spoke to him with his thoughts.
*You will watch over them?*
Legolas smiled weakly. *Yes*, he though. *Do not fear for your daughter's honour, Lord Elrond. Aragorn is a honourable man*
*Do you truly believe that?*
The question was left unanswered as Legolas speeded up, joining Arwen an Aragorn in their talk. He did not listen to them and gracefully moved to the bridge to stand there as the two whispered words of love and promises to each other.
"I love you, Arwen"
Those words made Legolas bite his lip and fight the bitter tears. He remembered first time he and Aragorn made love. Aragorn had been eighteen and quite eager, but Legolas had showed him to slow down an enjoy it. It had been nice but he remembered very clearly the words uttered as he held the sweaty, grinning boy.
"I love you, Legolas"
And then the words of Aragorn came into his mind again.
"I chose the Night"
And forsake the day, Legolas added to himself, watching the water flow under the bridge. And forsake me.....