To apologize for the shortness of the last chapter I have written a really long one! However I am not sure if it is good for I was never good at writing long conversations, so I hope you like it! Elvish speech is in ' ' and thoughts are in . Enjoy! (I just realized that I haven't put in a disclaimer yet so here it is!)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters they belong to J.R.R Tolkien!

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With a groan Elrohir blinked trying to register where he was. This was hard for his head was throbbing painfully. He could tell that there was someone lying next to him, but he really didn't care until he realized that he wasn't wearing anything.

Who have I been sleeping with? he wondered, but his heart skipped a beat when Legolas sat up, clutching his head n pain.

'What's going on?' he asked Elrohir groggily.

'I'm not sure,' he murmured, still in a daze.

'What do you mean your not sure?' he shrieked upon finding that he was naked too.

'Well I have an idea…' admitted Elrohir but Legolas interrupted him.

'Well you'd better have an idea because I don't' like what this looks like!'

'Don't blame me!' shouted Elrohir, despite the pain in his head. 'You got me drunk remember?'

'We were drunk?' asked Legolas, looking confused.

'Yes,' breathed Elrohir.

'Well that still didn't give you the right to do that to me,' said Legolas coldly, pulling on his shirt.

'Who says I did anything to you?' asked Elrohir, making Legolas stare at him.

'What?'

'You don't remember much do you? So how can you automatically assume that it was my doing?'

Legolas gaped at him before saying, 'There is no point in arguing what is done is done. It's probably better that we don't remember anyway.

'Yes,' said Elrohir, and his head agreed while his heart did not.

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The two elves walked back through the dew soaked grass, arriving in Rivendell just as the sun was appearing over the horizon.

Elrohir left Legolas right away seeking the solitude of his room, to think over the nights events, or what he could remember anyway.

Oh I forgot, I can never find solitude, he thought bitterly as Elladan's heavy breathing weighed upon his aching head. He lay face down upon his bed sobbing knowing that last night meant nothing to Legolas. However it had meant the world to him.

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Meanwhile Legolas silently entered the chambers belonging to the Mirkwood elves. His father sat slumped in an armchair, a glass of wine in his hand. Snorting in disgust he went to his room and paled when he saw the state it was in. Furniture was strewn about, the window hangings were torn and on the bed lay…

'Glorfindel,' he whispered rushing over to his friend. 'What have I done?' he sobbed, staring into those blank, depthless, unseeing eyes. 'What have I done?'

' 'Tis not your doing Legolas,' said Glorfindel weakly.

'You are alright!' said Legolas in relief but then he said, 'He beat you didn't he?'

'Better me than a Rivendell elf.'

'That is what you say? How do you think this makes me feel? Someone else getting hurt on my account? I can't bear that thought.'

'I'm fine honest, now tell me how was it?'

'How was what?' asked Legolas, his migraine returning.

'You know,' said Glorfindel slyly, wincing as he sat up.

Legolas blushed and said, 'I don't remember much.'

Glorfindel raised an eyebrow and Legolas smiled.

'Alright I do remember.'

'So?'

'Well, it was nice.'

'Nice?'

'Fine amazing. Elrohir is more talented then he thinks.'

'Did you tell him this?'

'No,'

'Ai Legolas you know nothing.'

'And what precisely is that suppost to mean?'

'Imagine you are him. After what you said what would you think he is thinking?'

Legolas screwed up his face in concentration.

'Well if I know you as well as I think I know you let your surprise and anger get the best of you correct?'

'Yeah,' said Legolas, wondering what Glorfinel was trying to say.

'And how would that make you feel?'

'Used.'

'I think you've got it now.'

'No I don't, what are you trying to say?'

'You care about him don't you?'

'This isn't getting us anywhere…'

'Just answer the question Legolas!'

'No….no last night was nothing to me.'

'Yet amazing.'

'Yes.'

'An act of lust then?'

'No.'

'What then? What was it to you? I couldn't have been nothing or we wouldn't be here discussing this!'

Legolas cringed under the look that Glorfindel was giving him and finally said, 'I care for him but I just…just don't' want to see him hurt, by myself or otherwise.'

'See was that so bad?' smiled Glorfindel as Legolas scowled. 'Now go and talk to him.'

'I can't face him after I yelled at him like that!'

'But you must Legolas for many reasons, but mostly for your sake, his, and yours together.'

Legolas stared at him before throwing his arms around him.

'Thanks,' he whispered in his ear before running off to find Elrohir.