Note: All questions will be answered in time! I may make this A/L after all. If I mess up the Japanese words, well…I'm using an online translator for them. Only the unknown characters are mine, with the exception of one of them. The rest are all J.R.R. Tolkien's creation. = Different language (other than English and Elvish), " " = Basic English, and ' ' = Elvish. Tell me if you want me to continue. Translations at the bottom, again. Sorry! I didn't mean to use so much Japanese, but I wanted to work in more of the plot. I promise to ease off it in the next chapter. Gomen nesai!

I Don't Know You

Part 3

Aragorn, Frodo, and Gimli jumped to their feet simultaneously, to find the source of the singing.

Aragorn led the way, following the pure, sweet voice that echoed around them. He took them out to the street, and paused for a few moments, listening. Then he turned towards the building that was behind the inn.

Gimli was right behind him. The crazy elf was here… somewhere, and the dwarf was determined to find Legolas. And his heart was relieved. The blond friend, whom he had teased and bantered with, was alive.

Frodo's eyes glowed with hope, as he ran after Gimli, into the blue building. The Hobbit was overjoyed to know that Legolas lived. Frodo had been terrified that he was gone, gone forever. But the proof that he was alive could be heard growing more intense.

Aragorn was beyond relieved. The one who meant so much to him was alive. Alive, and somewhere in this building. Maybe now he'd have the chance again… The chance to tell Legolas of his true feelings.

The three stopped, when Aragorn opened a door. All three stared in disbelief at the sight before them.

A graceful figure sat surrounded by numerous children. Long, beautiful blond hair hung down past his waist in a low ponytail. It was draped over one of his shoulders, as he continued to sing. He wore the same blue tunic, green shirt, and black leggings that he had on earlier. A light shone on him, making him look ethereal. Blue eyes looked at the children kindly, as his voice sung the last notes sweetly, before it faded away.

The children applauded and pleaded for more.

It was his ears and face that drew the attention of the strangers now.

Pointed ears… that familiar profile…

Aragorn gasped, "Legolas?"

Gimli's mouth dropped open. "Crazy elf?"

The figure glanced over and saw them standing in the doorway. Miat frowned slightly, before a smile lit on his face.

"You… want… hear?" he asked carefully.

Aragorn entered the room, and walked over to the elf. He knelt down and gazed directly into the face of Legolas Greenleaf.

"Legolas, don't you know me?" he asked.

Miat frowned, not understanding. "Who?" he questioned, confusion showing in his blue eyes. Miat gestured to himself. "My… name… Miataru."

Aragorn shook his head. "You are Legolas Greenleaf."

Gimli was stunned. "Legolas, don't you know us?"

Frodo looked at Legolas. "You don't remember us?" Tears shone in his eyes.

Miat shook his head. Ware nakare nou temae.

"You do know us, Legolas," Aragorn insisted.

Miat shook his head again and stood.

Aragorn stood as well, and grabbed the elf by the shoulders.

Miat froze as he looked into the grey eyes of the Man who held him. A strange feeling was in the elf as he gazed at the human. And the feeling slightly scared him.

Miat jerked away, and Aragorn gripped him tighter.

"Why are you acting like this?" Aragorn demanded harshly.

Houmen ware! Miat said, tension on his face and fear in his eyes. He repeated what he had said earlier. Ware nakare nou temae!

Shira had seen the strangers enter the building, and now stood in the doorway. He had removed his hood as well, and his dark hair showed.

"Release him at once!" Shira exclaimed, using the basic tongue so that the other human would understand him.

A soft groan escaped from Miat, as the elf suddenly winced and brought a hand up to his forehead.

Aragorn released the elf, who hissed softly in pain.

Shira walked over to Miat, and spoke quietly with him. Nani haran maro, Miat? Betsu henzutsuu?

Sayou, Miat whispered. Sono kushin kujou ware mada.

Aragorn was concerned, as he watched the elf that he knew was Legolas, sway slightly. It was all the human could do to keep from running over to the elf.

Shira supported Miat, as he looked at Aragorn, Frodo, and Gimli. "Miat suffers from frequent headaches, when he is agitated," he explained stiffly. The figure then turned to one of the children. Fecchi Tsuku naishi Shiyuu, douzo.

The child nodded and stood, before running out of the room.

"Will… Miat be all right?" Aragorn questioned. He hated using the false name that Legolas was answering to.

Shira turned his attention to the other children, and told them that it was time for them to return home. All of the children left slowly.

Shira assisted Miat back to where he'd been sitting, and sat his friend down. He took out a small vial of clear liquid and handed it to Miat.

Miat was relieved to recognize the potion that always cleared up his headaches. He opened it and drank it, ignoring the bitter flavor.

Shira knelt beside him, fixing a neutral look on the humans, before turning back to Miat. He sighed, Kono beki mibae maro naze yosomonos kan tonda sasae korede, Miat.

The pain was beginning to recede in Miat's head. Ware nou. Ashikarazu, ware hoshii sono youji tame raivu.

Shira could say nothing to Miat's reasoning, but he was angry at the strangers. Why did they have to come here, he thought bitterly. All of the plans had been set in motion, and the appearance of these three strangers could ruin everything.

Arigatou, Shira, Miat said quietly, thanking his friend for helping him. He looked over at Aragorn and the others.

Aragorn had listened carefully to what the two had been saying, translating it as best as he could silently. But he got the feeling that the other person was angry at 'Miat' for bringing them there. And Aragorn was suspicious of the potion that Legolas had just taken. It might be a cure for his headaches, but it also might be something more.

Frodo couldn't believe that Legolas did not know them. The Hobbit was close to tears, for now he understood what Galadriel had meant when she had said, 'Legolas is alive… but he does not exist.' Those words had made most believe that Legolas's spirit was with his dead relatives. Including Legolas's own father. Frodo didn't understand how Legolas could just forget them.

Gimli was equally suspicious of this turn of events. Elves rarely had amnesia, with such a profound loss of memory. This 'Miat' did not know them at all. Legolas knew who they were, so what could have made him forget them all of a sudden, the dwarf wondered.

Miat looked over at the three, who looked… sad. It made him unhappy to see them so sad, but he did not know them at all. The elf was confused, as he sat beside Shira. But that one particular human had insisted that he knew them. And deep inside of Miat, pain was in his heart as he watched the one who had grabbed him.

Shira was plotting to get these strangers out of town as quickly as possible. He saw Miat looking at them, with a strange expression on the elf's face. If Miat began to regain his memories, all would be lost. And Shira vowed that that would not happen.

Two strangers entered the room, then, and walked over to Miat and Shira. They wore different robes that the one that Shira was wearing, and the one that Miat had been wearing earlier. Their robes were black, instead of brown.

Shira quickly explained to Tsuku and Shiyuu about the strangers and what he had seen.

Aragorn felt someone watching him, and glanced over to see Miat looking at him. Their eyes met, and Aragorn thought he saw a brief flicker of recognition in them. But it died away.

Miat heard two voices inside of his head, part of a memory.

'I'm tired of losing friends, Legolas. Walk beside me always,' the voice whispered.

Merry laughter sounded. 'I'm Immortal, Aragorn, so I shall stay at your side,' a second, more gentle-sounding voice said. 'We shall always be friends.'

Both spoke in a language that was unfamiliar to Miat, yet he somehow understood it.

Agony seared through his head, and Miat cried out in pain, as it grew more intense. He didn't know why he got these headaches. The elf had been having them for as long as he could remember.

Shira, Shiyuu, and Tsuku immediately turned to the elf, who had gone white and he now had his face pressed against his hands.

At a nod from Shira, Shiyuu picked Miat up, and carried the elf out of the room, to take him back to his sleeping room. The blond elf was in no condition to walk or protest being carried, as he trembled in pain. Shiyuu gently whispered words of comfort to his ailing friend.

Tsuku and Shira turned to the three strangers.

"Stay away from Miat," Shira said coldly. "Strangers are not welcome in our town, but we have made an exception, for a child travels with you. But as soon as the storm passes, you are to leave and not return."

Aragorn snapped, "He is not Miat. His true name is Legolas Greenleaf, and he belongs in his real home."

"He is Miat now," Tsuku told them icily. "Do not interfere in what you do not understand. Everyone here is Immortal, and has blue eyes. If the child with you wanted to stay, he could. But you and the other could not."

Aragorn prevented Frodo from blurting out that he was not a child. He glared silently at the two who stood looking at them. Evil radiated off of them, Aragorn thought. And if they believed that the heir of Isildur would give up so easily, they were sadly mistaken.

Frodo was aghast. What were these strange humans up to, the Hobbit wondered. And what did Legolas have to do with it?

Gimli growled, low in his throat. He didn't like the sound of whatever these weird humans were planning, and he really didn't like the fact that Legolas was part of it.

To be continued

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Ware nakare nou temae = I do not know you.

Houmen ware = Release me!

Nani haran maro, Miat = What troubles you, Miat?

Betsu henzutsuu = Another migraine headache?

Sayou = Yes.

Sono kushin kujou ware mada yori = The pain troubles me worse now.

Fecchi Tsuku naishi Shiyuu, douzo = Fetch Tsuku or Shiyuu, please.

Kono beki mibae maro naze yosomonos kan tonda sasae korede, Miat = This should show you why strangers can absolutely not stay here, Miat.

Ware nou. Ashikarazu hoshii sono youji tame raivu = I know. But… I wanted the child to live.

Arigatou, Shiranai = Thank you, Shiranai.

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