DISCLAIMER: All LOTR shaznack owned by Tolkien, not me. Rated 'R' for suicide/rape plot devices and angsty stuffs. Language is.. tempered, don't worry about this. `` means elvish, --- signals a song or something, [words] mean thinking. Read and REVIEW. Thanks... and don't forget to Enjoy.
A/N: Since I don't know elvish, I use Itallian. Deal. Oh, and thanks for the beautiful review, Gin Werdo!! I really appreciated those comments. I'm glad there's people who enjoy this. Ok, ok, I know: "Shut up and write, Terry." I'll go do just that... Enjoy.
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"Aragorn!!" hissed Elesen, "Why must we wait?"
"To be sure, now hush."
"This is quite interesting, eh Pip?"
"Sure is Merry!" The two hobbits grinned from ear to ear, and chuckled to themselves. All was fun and games with them, and this was obviously a game. The sound of a crashing glass was heard, and all four of them gasped and pressed to listen.
{Room.}
``Oops...`` said Legolas as he looked at the shattered glass on the floor. ``Was that of any importance?``
``No.. I only had water in there.``
``Sorry again,`` Legolas mumbled. He stood up from his seat on the side of the unkempt bed, and offered his hand to her. ``Shall we continue?`` he said softly. Taking his hand, with a grin she replied.
``We shall.`` He led her to the door, and placed her before him. Torrent backed up and hit the wooden-door hard as if to sound like she was thrown against it. "You're evil, Legolas Greenleaf," Torrent said in a plaintive voice.
"I cannot help it if that is what I truly am." Legolas held her fast against the door with his hands pinning her arms to it. He loudly kissed her, and couldn't help but smile when he heard sounds of disgust from behind the door. [The exact reason why I moved towards the door...] he thought. The two became a bit lost and gave up 'acting' after a bit. Hungrilly chasing eachothers mouths, the two were entwining themselves with one another, ignoring the fuming sounds of Elesen outside. Many times Elesen tried to open the door, and many times all three had to hold the strongheaded elf back. When the sound of clothes being torn off was heard, Aragorn finally caved in. The four ran into the room to find a shirtless Legolas pulling on Torrent's white tunic. The two currently had their mouth's locked together, and took no notice of the four people who gawked at them. When Legolas was almost done with the ties of the white tunic of his partner, Elesen practically flew at Legolas. Preparing to hit him square in the face, Elesen pulled back his fist, but was stopped when Torrent stood in his way.
"What are you all doing in here?" she said, with a mask of wonder on her face.
"N-n-nothing!! We swear it!" yelled Pippin, who was dragged out of the room with Merry.
"So Aragorn wasn't enough Legolas? You're now trying to seduce her?" yelled an upset and enraged Elesen.
"From my point of view, Elesen, not only did I try, but succeeded," Legolas said smugly. Elesen's face turned from anger to disbelief. Turning to Torrent he spoke.
"Is this true? Did he?" A light blush passed over her face, as she nodded in reply. Elesen merely stared at Torrent, incredulous to Legolas' claim. Aragorn in return stared at Legolas in wonder. A thoughtfull expression passed over Torrent's face as she bit her lower lip and did something none of them expected. Grabbing Legolas' hand, she pulled him out of the room, and the two ran down the stair well, and out the hall. Aragorn and Elesen looked at eachother, nodded, and ran after them, practically tripping eachother as the flew down the stairs.
Legolas moved faster to run by her side, and smiled. "Quite a game we have here!" he said lifting up his hand that was being gripped by her. Torrent glanced at him and beamed. Looking back swiftly, she yelled to him.
"It will be a bit more interesting if we run faster, though!" Aragorn and Elesen were hot on their trail. The two laughed and ran faster throught to halls, almost hitting the people who stopped and stared at the two, for Legolas had no shirt, and Torrent's was half off. [How do I get into these situations?] thought Torrent with a laugh, as she called out to Bliss.
[Is this what you had in mind for me?]
\\ No, not really. \\
[Well, it would surely seem like it. I normally wouldn't do this!]
\\ Maybe I did push him. \\
[What? How?]
\\ Come now! You're tempting to anyone who lays eyes upon you. He was holding back, until I nagged him to go forth. \\
[Why did you 'nag' him?]
\\ I like to see you happy, and if him doing that would have made you blissful, so be it. \\
The two slowed down and stopped in a field. It was around 2:00pm by now, and it was quite bright outside. The sun danced upon the archer's bare back and hair, warming him slightly, and making his flaxen-hair shimmer with gold. Both elves ducked down in the grass, wary of whether or not Aragorn and Elesen would find them. Playfully, Torrent pushed the crouching form of Legolas against the ground. He laughed, and yanked her down to the floor with him. Both laid back and laughed for a bit at the whole scenario, just waiting to be found. ``So why did you run, Wind?``
``I didn't want to see anyone get hit, or Aragorn try to touch you,`` said she with a smile.
``Hey!``
`` I knew a prince couldn't be rude, let alone take it.``
``Oh really?`` he said challengingly as he leaned over her. Before she had a chance to answer, Legolas had his mouth upon hers. The elf below him reached up and cupped his face with slender hands. Legolas leaned into the touch a bit, and his hands travelled back down to shirt he was working on earlier. When Legolas did finally manage to remove it, he wrapped his arms about her and drew her towards him, pressing their slightly sweaty chests, due to the sun, together. "Siete sicuri?" (Are you sure?) he asked. Her reply: a nod, and Legolas took no other time to go on. One arm held her, and the other fumbled with the ties of her leggings. Near them, the grass rustled, and both froze in place, horror reflecting in their eyes. Legolas laid very still upon her, barely daring to breathe.
**Elesen's POV**
I thought I had heard something in the grass moving ahead of us, and I urged Aragorn to move forward to inspect it with me. What I found disgusted me. Legolas, who still wore no shirt, had just finished untying her leggings and was now working on bringing them down. He succeeded in managing to put his hand down them and it would appear he was groping at her. Torrent, who laid below him, also had no shirt, and had her hands upon his backside. Worse yet, she was trying to pull off his leggings. The two were obviously oblivious to my presence, until Aragorn came up, and spoke.
"Find th---" he was cut off mid-sentence by the sight before him. I was too: and I couldn't imagine why. The blonde elven whore before me slowly stood, still clutching at his almost-newly-claimed prize, and turned his head towards us. A smirk slowly appeared as he spoke with a silkened-tongue.
"You've found us..." Fuming, I respond, not adhering to any opposition Aragorn was giving to me, if any.
"It would appear to be so."
"Elesen... Why must you always ruin my fun?"
"I'll pretend that was rhetorical, Legolas... Please, remove your hands from her."
Aragorn spoke, but in elvish. I didn't know what he was saying, which bothered me. "Che cosa state facendo, Legolas?" (What are you doing, Legolas?) Wonder was in his voice, along with slight disgust and disbelief.
"Spiacente, Aragorn, ma..." (Sorry, Aragorn, but...)
"Ma che cosa, Legolas?" (But what, Legolas?) Aragorn sounded angry now. He clenched and unclenched his fists, while boring holes into the blonde elf before him. I stood and tried to guess at what they were saying.
"La sensibilità non è reciproca. Quello è tutto che possa dire. " (The feeling is not mutual. That is all I can say.)
Then, Aragorn said one word that I knew quite well. "Whore."
"Grazie Aragorn, ma non mi vedo come che cosa avete appena riferito me ad essere. " (Thank you Aragorn, but I do not see myself as what you have just reffered me to being.) Legolas whispered to Torrent, as she grabbed her shirt and slid it on. Hand in hand they began to walk off, away from Aragorn and I. I was still angry at Legolas, and Aragorn was angry at Torrent. He kept muttering something about her being a 'deceitful temptress' and a 'liar'. Both of us covet something we cannot have, no matter what we do, probably the reason why I hate Legolas so much. Aragorn and I head back towards the building, and it surprises me when he doesn't follow Legolas.
"Aragorn, what just happened? I am still confused.."
"I do not know Elesen, but I think I have a pretty good understanding of it all."
"Do you think Legolas even cares for her? Were they serious?" I ask timidly to myself, not expecting Aragorn to answer, nor hear.
Aragorn sighs, and looks at me. He is troubled, and I can tell by just looking at him. "Legolas cares for everyone, but he does not show emotion freely. If they were both serious and devoting themselves to one another, I cannot say. Elves tend to use eachother now and then. I think you've had that experience before, Elesen." We both walk back in silence. It has been three hours since we first started to follow them, and the sun has sunken since then. Although not as bright as it once was, the sun still beats down with a slight heat, causing my to sweat. The image of the two upon eachother, in close contact, still lingers on my mind, and my stomach lurches. Everyone seems to use everything to their own benefit. I still won't trust in the blonde archer, so help me, even if he does care. His stunt with Aragorn proved me further, and .... wait. Akward. I do not remember, but that slipped my mind during this whole event in the fields. Odd.. I wonder how Aragorn feels...
A/N: Since I don't know elvish, I use Itallian. Deal. Oh, and thanks for the beautiful review, Gin Werdo!! I really appreciated those comments. I'm glad there's people who enjoy this. Ok, ok, I know: "Shut up and write, Terry." I'll go do just that... Enjoy.
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"Aragorn!!" hissed Elesen, "Why must we wait?"
"To be sure, now hush."
"This is quite interesting, eh Pip?"
"Sure is Merry!" The two hobbits grinned from ear to ear, and chuckled to themselves. All was fun and games with them, and this was obviously a game. The sound of a crashing glass was heard, and all four of them gasped and pressed to listen.
{Room.}
``Oops...`` said Legolas as he looked at the shattered glass on the floor. ``Was that of any importance?``
``No.. I only had water in there.``
``Sorry again,`` Legolas mumbled. He stood up from his seat on the side of the unkempt bed, and offered his hand to her. ``Shall we continue?`` he said softly. Taking his hand, with a grin she replied.
``We shall.`` He led her to the door, and placed her before him. Torrent backed up and hit the wooden-door hard as if to sound like she was thrown against it. "You're evil, Legolas Greenleaf," Torrent said in a plaintive voice.
"I cannot help it if that is what I truly am." Legolas held her fast against the door with his hands pinning her arms to it. He loudly kissed her, and couldn't help but smile when he heard sounds of disgust from behind the door. [The exact reason why I moved towards the door...] he thought. The two became a bit lost and gave up 'acting' after a bit. Hungrilly chasing eachothers mouths, the two were entwining themselves with one another, ignoring the fuming sounds of Elesen outside. Many times Elesen tried to open the door, and many times all three had to hold the strongheaded elf back. When the sound of clothes being torn off was heard, Aragorn finally caved in. The four ran into the room to find a shirtless Legolas pulling on Torrent's white tunic. The two currently had their mouth's locked together, and took no notice of the four people who gawked at them. When Legolas was almost done with the ties of the white tunic of his partner, Elesen practically flew at Legolas. Preparing to hit him square in the face, Elesen pulled back his fist, but was stopped when Torrent stood in his way.
"What are you all doing in here?" she said, with a mask of wonder on her face.
"N-n-nothing!! We swear it!" yelled Pippin, who was dragged out of the room with Merry.
"So Aragorn wasn't enough Legolas? You're now trying to seduce her?" yelled an upset and enraged Elesen.
"From my point of view, Elesen, not only did I try, but succeeded," Legolas said smugly. Elesen's face turned from anger to disbelief. Turning to Torrent he spoke.
"Is this true? Did he?" A light blush passed over her face, as she nodded in reply. Elesen merely stared at Torrent, incredulous to Legolas' claim. Aragorn in return stared at Legolas in wonder. A thoughtfull expression passed over Torrent's face as she bit her lower lip and did something none of them expected. Grabbing Legolas' hand, she pulled him out of the room, and the two ran down the stair well, and out the hall. Aragorn and Elesen looked at eachother, nodded, and ran after them, practically tripping eachother as the flew down the stairs.
Legolas moved faster to run by her side, and smiled. "Quite a game we have here!" he said lifting up his hand that was being gripped by her. Torrent glanced at him and beamed. Looking back swiftly, she yelled to him.
"It will be a bit more interesting if we run faster, though!" Aragorn and Elesen were hot on their trail. The two laughed and ran faster throught to halls, almost hitting the people who stopped and stared at the two, for Legolas had no shirt, and Torrent's was half off. [How do I get into these situations?] thought Torrent with a laugh, as she called out to Bliss.
[Is this what you had in mind for me?]
\\ No, not really. \\
[Well, it would surely seem like it. I normally wouldn't do this!]
\\ Maybe I did push him. \\
[What? How?]
\\ Come now! You're tempting to anyone who lays eyes upon you. He was holding back, until I nagged him to go forth. \\
[Why did you 'nag' him?]
\\ I like to see you happy, and if him doing that would have made you blissful, so be it. \\
The two slowed down and stopped in a field. It was around 2:00pm by now, and it was quite bright outside. The sun danced upon the archer's bare back and hair, warming him slightly, and making his flaxen-hair shimmer with gold. Both elves ducked down in the grass, wary of whether or not Aragorn and Elesen would find them. Playfully, Torrent pushed the crouching form of Legolas against the ground. He laughed, and yanked her down to the floor with him. Both laid back and laughed for a bit at the whole scenario, just waiting to be found. ``So why did you run, Wind?``
``I didn't want to see anyone get hit, or Aragorn try to touch you,`` said she with a smile.
``Hey!``
`` I knew a prince couldn't be rude, let alone take it.``
``Oh really?`` he said challengingly as he leaned over her. Before she had a chance to answer, Legolas had his mouth upon hers. The elf below him reached up and cupped his face with slender hands. Legolas leaned into the touch a bit, and his hands travelled back down to shirt he was working on earlier. When Legolas did finally manage to remove it, he wrapped his arms about her and drew her towards him, pressing their slightly sweaty chests, due to the sun, together. "Siete sicuri?" (Are you sure?) he asked. Her reply: a nod, and Legolas took no other time to go on. One arm held her, and the other fumbled with the ties of her leggings. Near them, the grass rustled, and both froze in place, horror reflecting in their eyes. Legolas laid very still upon her, barely daring to breathe.
**Elesen's POV**
I thought I had heard something in the grass moving ahead of us, and I urged Aragorn to move forward to inspect it with me. What I found disgusted me. Legolas, who still wore no shirt, had just finished untying her leggings and was now working on bringing them down. He succeeded in managing to put his hand down them and it would appear he was groping at her. Torrent, who laid below him, also had no shirt, and had her hands upon his backside. Worse yet, she was trying to pull off his leggings. The two were obviously oblivious to my presence, until Aragorn came up, and spoke.
"Find th---" he was cut off mid-sentence by the sight before him. I was too: and I couldn't imagine why. The blonde elven whore before me slowly stood, still clutching at his almost-newly-claimed prize, and turned his head towards us. A smirk slowly appeared as he spoke with a silkened-tongue.
"You've found us..." Fuming, I respond, not adhering to any opposition Aragorn was giving to me, if any.
"It would appear to be so."
"Elesen... Why must you always ruin my fun?"
"I'll pretend that was rhetorical, Legolas... Please, remove your hands from her."
Aragorn spoke, but in elvish. I didn't know what he was saying, which bothered me. "Che cosa state facendo, Legolas?" (What are you doing, Legolas?) Wonder was in his voice, along with slight disgust and disbelief.
"Spiacente, Aragorn, ma..." (Sorry, Aragorn, but...)
"Ma che cosa, Legolas?" (But what, Legolas?) Aragorn sounded angry now. He clenched and unclenched his fists, while boring holes into the blonde elf before him. I stood and tried to guess at what they were saying.
"La sensibilità non è reciproca. Quello è tutto che possa dire. " (The feeling is not mutual. That is all I can say.)
Then, Aragorn said one word that I knew quite well. "Whore."
"Grazie Aragorn, ma non mi vedo come che cosa avete appena riferito me ad essere. " (Thank you Aragorn, but I do not see myself as what you have just reffered me to being.) Legolas whispered to Torrent, as she grabbed her shirt and slid it on. Hand in hand they began to walk off, away from Aragorn and I. I was still angry at Legolas, and Aragorn was angry at Torrent. He kept muttering something about her being a 'deceitful temptress' and a 'liar'. Both of us covet something we cannot have, no matter what we do, probably the reason why I hate Legolas so much. Aragorn and I head back towards the building, and it surprises me when he doesn't follow Legolas.
"Aragorn, what just happened? I am still confused.."
"I do not know Elesen, but I think I have a pretty good understanding of it all."
"Do you think Legolas even cares for her? Were they serious?" I ask timidly to myself, not expecting Aragorn to answer, nor hear.
Aragorn sighs, and looks at me. He is troubled, and I can tell by just looking at him. "Legolas cares for everyone, but he does not show emotion freely. If they were both serious and devoting themselves to one another, I cannot say. Elves tend to use eachother now and then. I think you've had that experience before, Elesen." We both walk back in silence. It has been three hours since we first started to follow them, and the sun has sunken since then. Although not as bright as it once was, the sun still beats down with a slight heat, causing my to sweat. The image of the two upon eachother, in close contact, still lingers on my mind, and my stomach lurches. Everyone seems to use everything to their own benefit. I still won't trust in the blonde archer, so help me, even if he does care. His stunt with Aragorn proved me further, and .... wait. Akward. I do not remember, but that slipped my mind during this whole event in the fields. Odd.. I wonder how Aragorn feels...