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Summary: I'll never tell. I'll never tell. =P
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Day twelve, the 18th of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Menelya, the 39th of Yávie (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Today was the day of the dance, and well, the dance was nice. except for these minor, uhm. "incidents".
I woke up late this morning. I guess yesterday's worries had caused me to be extra tired. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Locked.
'Who's in here?' I asked, knocking on the door.
'It's me, Éowyn'
'How long do you need?'
'About an hour'
'Okay, thanks' I said. If she required an hour I'd better go and get breakfast first. I put on my favorite dress again, and after that I walked to the mess. Estel, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir, Éomer, Boromir and Faramir were having breakfast at a table in the back of the mess. I got some water and a bowl of cereal and sat with them.
'Hey Elvea, you're up early' Faramir said sarcastically.
'Well if it wasn't for the tiring fight of your friend and brother here, I would've gotten up a couple of hours ago' I replied. The faces of Éomer and Boromir turned to a deep shade of red. What is it with the people in this school and blushing so much?
'Uh, yeah. sorry about it' Éomer said.
'You really are sorry about everything, aren't you?'
'But we were pretty much out of line.'
'I was out of line too but I didn't apologize.' I said, thinking about my behavior towards Éomer when he tried to apologize, and my shouting in the mess last night.
'Because we don't want you to, we'll forgive you anyway' Boromir said.
'That's nice, but I still think I should also apologize or do something to have you two forgive me for a reason'
'No, don't worry about it, you don't have to-' Boromir started, but Éomer whispered something in his ear. They both grinned wickedly. Oh dear Eru, what now? 'Éomer came up with something that you could do to get forgiveness'
'And that would be?' I asked, hoping that it wouldn't be something embarrassing.
'Well, Éomer and I thought that it would be a good idea if you'd.'
'.give the both of us a kiss' Éomer finished Boromir's phrase. Hoo boy, this is bad. it's not just bad, it's EVIL! And Glorfindel isn't even around!
'You're abusing the situation, aren't you?' I asked them. Their grin grew wider and they eagerly nodded. I smiled; it was pretty funny actually. Or maybe that's just because I just came up with an Angelical Master Plan, but then more. wicked. Hey, as the Goddess of good AND Vengeance you can't be expected to be nice all the time.
'Alright then, you'll get your kiss, if that's what it takes. I'd say you should treasure the moment because it's going to be a great experience' I said, holding back a grin. Boromir and Éomer exchanged looks, kid-got-candy style. If only they knew. 'Come on, both of you, I can't kiss you if you're sitting at the other side of the table.' I added. They immediately jumped up and stood behind me at the table. Wow, that was fast.
I stood up and turned around to face the two guys. I was amazed that they weren't even arguing on who got to go first, that would be so typically them. They just stood there with half happy, half-wicked smiles on their faces, waiting for what was to come. I had a hard time holding back my laughter; the situation was getting funnier by the second.
'Close your eyes' I said to them.
'Why?' Éomer asked.
'Because I don't want to have you two fight again about who got a longer kiss or something crappy like that. Besides, if you close your eyes you can focus entirely on the kiss, you can't do that with your eyes open' I answered. Éomer shrugged.
'Sure, if you say so' Boromir said.
'Well then, close your eyes!' I was starting to get impatient, if this went on much longer I really wouldn't be able to contain my laughter and I didn't want to ruin such a perfect chance. They both closed their eyes, and I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. or actually: don't laugh until you're done. I gave them both a kiss on the cheek and then grinned widely. 'Satisfied?' I asked. They opened their eyes, disappointed looks on their faces.
'You mean that was it?' Éomer asked.
'I kissed you, right?'
'Yeah, but-'
'You didn't say what *kind* of kiss you wanted' I said, grinning even wider. The looks on their faces were a great Kodak-moment. I could hear Arwen chuckle behind me, following by everyone at the table collapsing with laughter. Isn't vengeance great?
'We were thinking of something more in the direction of.' Boromir started.
'Mouth to mouth?' I interrupted. 'No thank you, I have my dignity' I turned around and sat back down at the table. I started poking my cereal.
'Aren't you going to eat it?' Estel asked, nodding towards my bowl of cereal. I looked down at it; so far I hadn't taken a single bite.
'I'm not really hungry'
'But you have to eat something.' he went on. It's sweet of him to care and all, but I don't need it. Besides, I'm an Elf; it really doesn't matter if I don't eat for a couple of days.
'I'm just not hungry, that's all.'
'Well I think you should at least take a few bites' Arwen joined in. AAARG!!!
'I'm just not hungry okay?!' I snapped. Damn, can't they just let me not eat?
'Come on Elvea, you and I both know what happened in that shop yesterday, you should really eat something' she went on.
'That had nothing to do with this, you know that'
'What happened yesterday?' Estel asked.
'Yeah, what happened?' the others joined in.
'Nothing happened' I said and stood up. It's none of their business! I don't want the entire school to know that I have a disease!' Thank you Glorfindel by the way. I left the mess and walked into my room. I grabbed my towel, shampoo and stuff, then I walked towards the bathroom. Endomiel was also standing there, but she looked as if she. well she didn't look too happy. The door opened and I ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
'I'll be right out!' I shouted.
'There is a line you know!' Endomiel shouted back.
'Well, I won't be in long, I'm in a hurry!'
Is an hour long? Depends on how you look at it I guess. Anyway, she's an Elf, she won't miss that hour compared to eternity. I was in a hurry because I needed to go to Galadriel in about an hour and a half, to catch up on my etiquette for the dance.
Didn't I tell you? I found a note next to my bed last night that said that I had to go see Galadriel today. Back in Aman my parents always had someone to go through the rules before a dance, and apparently they had informed the school about that. It was probably Galadriel because she's a royal High- elf like myself.
I took the shower, washed my hair, brushed my teeth et cetera. the usual morning stuff. I was done after exactly an hour. I put my gown back on and left the bathroom. I had hardly taken a step out of the bathroom when Endomiel stormed in. Okay. she came out again, grabbed a towel, turned around, and got locked out by Elanor. Poor girl, now she had to wait even longer.
'That's it! I'm going to shower somewhere else!' she shouted and stormed out of the room. Well good morning miss Sunshine.
I put on my ring, left the room and walked out of the building. Several people were setting up a huge wooden dancefloor in the grass on the lawn, and some others were building a tent around it. I walked passed them to the school and headed for the staff section. Funny, this is the first time I'm going there that it's not because of Glorfindel. I found the office of Galadriel and knocked on the door.
'Come in' Galadriel said. I opened the door and entered the room. Galadriel was looking out of the window behind her desk, her back facing me. 'Good morning Elvea, I hope you are feeling well'
'Yes I'm fine, thank you' I said.
'Good. Do you think you'll be able to go to the dance tonight?'
'I hope so. I'm going to try anyway'
'Trying isn't good enough. As a princess it is your responsibility to be at the dance, in your own kingdom or not' she said sharply, turning around to face me. And I just failed test number one. damn trick-questions.
'Yes, of course. The people are depending on me' I said, repeating the words I had heard time after time. I hate to say them, but it's just what I have to be like. And I seriously hate it.
'Stand up straight, you can't go to the dance looking like a bag of potatoes' I immediately corrected my pose. 'That's better. Try to bow to a prince now, while keeping your back straight' I bowed to the "prince", in other words: I bowed towards the air. 'Good, you still remember how to bow correctly. Now what do you do when you don't want to dance?'
'A princess never refuses to dance, she is always the polite, shining middle of the dance. She will accept the dance' I said. Galadriel nodded approvingly.
'But there are exceptions, of course.'
'I may be too weary of all the dancing, or in need of something to drink. If I'm with my spouse or spouse-to-be I may also go for a stroll through the gardens in stead of dancing'
'Indeed. Are there any other men you can take a stroll with?'
'Only my father and closely related men'
'We'll see if you've been raised well enough to know the rest' Galadriel said. Man, she can be strict, but then again, this was considered important. I twiddled my thumbs.
'Is kissing dishonorable?' I promptly asked, more or less thinking out loud. Galadriel's strict face loosened and showed an understanding smile.
'Things aren't as they were 15000 years ago, so I wouldn't worry about that. As long as it doesn't go any further it is fine. Any other questions?' I shook my head. 'Good, then we'll continue'
It took about an hour before we had gone through all the other things from dancing to how to hold your drink, and all other things involved. After that I was allowed to leave. As I walked out of the school I ran into Faramir.
'Hey Elvea! Have you seen Éowyn?'
'Uh, no I haven't, why?'
'If you see her, can you tell her that I'm looking for her?'
'Yeah, sure'
'Thanks. Oh, Boromir's looking for you'
'Why?'
'I don't know, ask him'
'Okay, I'll go do that. Good luck finding Éowyn'
'Thanks' he said and ran off. He sure is in a hurry. I walked into the dormitory and went to Boromir's room. I knocked on the door. No response. Great, now I had to go looking for him. I turned around and bumped into Boromir. I guess I just found him.
'Elvea! There you are! I've been looking for you!' he exclaimed.
'I know, Faramir told me'
'Where were you?'
'In Galadriel's office'
'They're not going to kick you out of school, are they?' he asked with a worried look on his face. I smiled.
'No, don't worry you silly, I had to practice my etiquette with her'
'Oh, right. uhm, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. is. is there anything you're not allowed to do?' he suddenly asked. If this is going where I think that it's going.
'I'm not allowed to get to intimate or anything like that, if that's what you mean.'
'Uh yeah, uhm. yeah. Just so I won't do anything that might get you in trouble tonight.'
'Don't worry about it Boromir, I don't think you'll do anything tonight that would have me cross the line, you'd never go that far without my permission, right?'
'Of course not!' he said.
'Well, then I guess it's going to be okay' I smiled at him. He smiled back at me, looking as if he wanted to add something. Then he kissed me on the cheek and walked away. I reached up to touch my cheek. I felt funny, really funny. I knew exactly what he had been talking about, and I had this feeling, somewhere in-between being flattered and being uncomfortable. In other words: confused. So I did what I always did back home when I was confused and needed to think: I saddled Alka and went for a ride.
It's not that I don't like Boromir, he's a really nice guy and all, and I must confess that I'm not entirely untouched when he's around, but I don't think I'm really in love with him. Not much anyway. My feelings for Éomer are so much stronger. I think I like Boromir more as a friend and as the brother I never had than as my boyfriend. The thing is: I have feelings for them both, they are stronger for Éomer, but I don't want to hurt Boromir. How do I get myself out of this mess?
I was hardly any less confused when I returned to the school. I dismounted Alka and let her run free in the meadow. Then I went back to my room to prepare for the dance. Endomiel, Arwen, Éowyn and Rosie were already in there. Hey, that's odd. Endomiel's dress is different.
'Hey Endomiel, didn't you buy a plain red dress?' I asked.
'Yeah, I fixed it up a little.' A little? Don't you mean a lot?
'Looks good.'
'Thanks' she smiled at me. I guess we could be a little nicer to eachother, maybe even friends one day. I mean, I gave Legolas a chance too and that worked out fine, so why wouldn't this?
'Oh by the way, Éowyn' I said as I walked over to my closet, 'I ran into Faramir earlier today, he was looking for you, did he find you?'
'Uh. yeah. uh, he did' she said as her face slightly flushed.
'So what did he have to say?' I went on, taking my gown out of the closet.
'Uhm, nothing.' Éowyn's face turned really red.
'I bet he didn't.' I grinned. Well, there's a cute couple: Éowyn and Faramir.
After that we all started changing into our gowns for the dance, helping eachother with hair and make-up and such, having a lot of fun while doing so. Arwen had convinced me to put on a little make-up, so she had put on a hardly noticeable color, just enough to lighten up my face, but not enough to be recognized as make-up. Éowyn had helped me with my hair, because I didn't exactly know what to do with it.
First I had put on one of my simplest tiara's (magically transported to our school from home, you didn't actually think I brought 32 tiara's with me to school, did you?) then we started doing my hair. Éowyn had wrought in fine pieces of gold and silver mingled string horizontally through my hair. It looked really nice, as if there was a bright light surrounding my face.
About two hours had gone by when all of us were done. Estel was the first to show up and picked up Arwen, followed shortly after by Faramir. It took a couple more minutes until the next knock came. I opened the door. It was Boromir.
'You look beautiful' he said, staring at me. I smiled at him. He continued staring at me with mouth slightly opened, this amazed look on his face. Then he re-entered our world and held out his arm. 'Shall we?' he asked. I placed my hand on his arm and we started walking.
When we came outside it was already dark. The tent stood in the center of the field. We entered it and looked around. Stylish lights illuminated the tent, a band was playing music on a stage in one of the corners, in another corner stood a table with punch and some other things. The dancefloor was still practically empty, but there weren't many people yet so that made perfect sense.
'Would you like to dance with me?' Boromir asked.
'It would be an honor' I replied.
We stepped onto the dancefloor, and took the pose for dancing. We started dancing to the song. When it was over I danced with Faramir, after that with Estel, then I danced with Elladan and eventually with his twin brother Elrohir. I must say that they're all great dancers. :)
Boromir just asked me for a second dance when Endomiel and Legolas entered the tent together. Hah! I knew it! I knew it all along! They're back together, probably since they ran off into the forest after spin the bottle. ah well, good for them. Boromir and I didn't pay much attention to the couple and started dancing again. Several slow songs followed, and after a wile I lay my head to rest on Boromir's shoulder. I felt someone staring at us. I lifted up my head to so who it was. What the Mordor is Legolas doing staring at us? Right.
'Elvea, I uhm.' Boromir started. I turned my head back to him. 'Would you mind if I uhm.' he tried to say something, but I guess he couldn't find the words. In stead he slowly started moving his head towards mine.
I didn't know what to do. Did I want him to do it? Would I stop him if I didn't want him to do it? Do I love him? Would he do it if I didn't stop him? What would I do then? Would I kiss him back?
Somebody patted Boromir's shoulder. He turned around. It was Glorfindel. What now? Is he going to give me a detention for nearly being kissed or something?
'Will the Lady Elvea grant me the honor of dancing with her?' Glorfindel asked. Dancing? That's even worse than detention. With dancing I'd actually have to touch him. EEEEEEEEEEEEW!!! And I'm not supposed to refuse! Uh-oh.
'Actually we were just about to take a stroll' I answered, pulling Boromir's arm.
'I thought princesses were only allowed to take strolls with closely related men'
'I thought teachers weren't allowed to dance with students'
'There are exceptions to that rule' Glorfindel said. Did he really have to ruin my evening? Of course. I shouted at him yesterday and now he wants to get back at me.
'Like?' I said in a challenging tone.
'When you're married.'
'We're not, now if you'll excuse us.'
'Or when it's a teacher-student dance' he went on.
'Is it a teacher-student dance?' I asked Boromir. Boromir nodded. Hoo boy, what do I do now?
'Lady Elvea, will you join me now?' Glorfindel asked. I'm not allowed to say no! Damn protocol. If I punch him in the face, would he get the message? Punching isn't talking. but it would still get me in trouble.
I sighed and gave in, since I didn't really have a choice, unless someone else asked me to dance right now. Where's a knight in shining armor when you need one?
It was either dancing with Glorfindel or running away, and I'm not going to run, I have my dignity. Besides, I'm also a pretty proud person, so there was no way I was going to run. I guess that means dancing with Mr. Poncy. Glorfindel held out his hand and I placed mine in it.
'Milady, it's an honor' he said. Milady? MILADY? I am NOT his Lady!!! We took the pose to dance, and then I noticed he wore a golden ring on his left hand.
'Are you married?' I asked.
'Yeah' he said, sending me this really weird smile. 'Yes I am'
'Do you love her?'
'I loved her from the moment I first saw her' he said, sending me the weird smile again. He's creeping me out, did you know that?! Please let my knight in shining armor rescue me now.
'So where is she?'
'Are YOU married?' he asked, nodding towards the ring on my finger.
'No, I'm not. But you were telling about your wife, where is she?'
'Not too far away' Now what's that supposed to mean? Can't he just go bug his wife in stead of me? Knight in shining armor, you may show up now.
Three songs followed on which I danced with the horror named Glorfindel. Three songs too much if you ask me. Finally someone patted his shoulder. Glorfindel stepped aside, revealing Éomer. I guess Prince Charming decided to show up after all.
'If you don't mind, I'd like to dance with the Lady Elvea now' Éomer said. What's with the Lady-thing all of a sudden?
'Of course I don't mind, she's all yours now' Glorfindel said and walked away. Thankfully I flung my arms around Éomer's neck and kissed him on the cheek.
'Thank you so much' I whispered in his ear.
A slow song started playing, so he put his arms around my waist and I lay my head on his shoulder. We started dancing, not talking but just listening to eachother's breathing. A couple more slow songs followed before a faster song started playing. Éomer removed his hands from my waist and took a step back. Aw, now we have to take the boring pose.
'I hope you don't mind dancing with me' Éomer said.
'Why would I mind?'
'Well, you were pretty angry yesterday, and then that prank this morning.'
'You rescued me from Glorfindel, that's more than enough to get forgiveness' I said. Éomer smiled at me.
'At your service, milady' he said. I smiled back, no problem being *his* Lady.
'There's just one thing I don't understand.'
'What do you mean?'
'Why did you tell me to go with Boromir?'
'You already promised. I didn't want to do any more damage just because I couldn't control myself'
'It does prove you're not selfish.'
'Maybe a little bit.'
'Why?'
'I was hoping you'd be thankful if I'd rescue you from Glorfindel.'
'And what kind of reward were you hoping for?' I said teasingly. He grinned.
'In fairytales the princess always kissed the knight that rescued her'
'Too bad this is real life, don't you agree?'
'Well then why don't we make our own fairytale out of this?'
'We can't, we don't have a villain to spoil everything for us'
'Yes we do'
'Then who is it?' I asked. Éomer nodded in Glorfindel's direction. I started laughing. 'He's evil alright, but he's not keeping us apart or anything'
'Would you mind if I kiss you anyway?' Éomer didn't wait for an answer, he just moved closer and bent his head towards mine. (Yes, he's two inches taller than I am)
'Enjoying yourselves?' Estel asked, grinning widely. He had been dancing next to us with Arwen for a while, and probably found it funny to interrupt. Very funny, haha. Can you hear my laughter? No? Me neither. Éomer sent Estel a vicious death-glare. He's not going to start a scene again, is he?
'Maybe we should get something to drink' I said. Éomer nodded and sent Estel another death-glare. Then we walked over to the table with the punch. Éomer filled us both a cup. The punch tasted slightly funny, but then again, all highschool food tastes funny. I was pretty thirsty so I took another cup of punch before we went back to the dancefloor.
Another slow song started playing and once again we danced pretty close. Really close. Really really close. Ah Mordor, you get the idea. After several more slow songs I started feeling slightly funny. I think someone spiked the punch. I lay my head to rest on Éomer's shoulder. He removed one hand from my waist and slowly let it run through my hair. With every move we made the world turned slightly nicer. We started moving slower and slower, and after a wile we stood still. I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. There I went drowning again.
Éomer bent forward and softly kissed me on the lips, very swift. The world turned so much nicer. I think I was just sober enough to remember my name and to know, sort of, what I was doing.
Éomer leaned forward to kiss me a second time, but this time he didn't stop right away, because I kissed him back before he had the chance to stop. Time seemed to have stopped, everybody around us had disappeared, it was just Éomer and me, kissing in the middle of the dancefloor like there was no tomorrow.
Suddenly everything went black in front of my eyes.
~*~ Éomer's POV ~*~
There I was, in the middle of a crowded dancefloor, kissing Elvea, and she kissed back. I just couldn't stop, I can't seem to hold myself back when she's around. but that didn't matter right now. All that mattered was that she was here, with me, and we were kissing, were together. It was all I wanted ever since I met her. We kept on kissing for what seemed to be a small eternity. A small eternity in heaven. Suddenly she drew back and leaned her head against my chest.
'Man Éomer, 18 minutes! That's gotta be some kind of record!' Faramir said. I sent a puzzled look towards my best friend.
'What do you mean, 18 minutes?'
'Oh come on, you two just went at it for 18 minutes non-stop, like you'd forget something like that!' 18 minutes? It had seemed so much shorter and so much longer at the same time, I wish it had never ended.
'Hey Elvea, was my brother any good?' Éowyn asked. So typically my kid sister to ask such a question. Elvea didn't answer. Something was wrong in this picture. she hadn't moved a single muscle ever since we stopped kissing. Carefully I pulled her head back a little. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly opened. but she didn't make a sound. Panic started taking over my mind, did I do something wrong?
'Do you think she's dead?' I heard Pippin ask.
'Pippin, she's an Elf' Frodo answered. 'Elves don't just die'
Even though I knew Frodo was right I checked her pulse. I could feel her heart beat, very faint and very slow. I calmed down a little.
'Dear Eru, Éomer' Estel said with a shocked look on his face. 'When I told you to kiss her senseless I didn't literally mean it you know!'
'I'm taking her to Rían, she needs help' I said as I lifted Elvea up.
'What makes you think you're the one to take her there?' Boromir said coldly. 'After all, she's *my* date'
'Well I haven't seen you near her for at least an hour' I answered just as cold.
'Gee, I wonder why. maybe because you started dancing with her so close that I couldn't see where you ended and she begun, followed by you making out with her for at least 20 minutes!' he shouted.
'18 minutes' Faramir corrected him.
'Shut up twerp!'
'Look Boromir, there's no time for this right now, and I-'
'You're the one that made her faint! You should stay away from her or you just might manage to kill her!' Boromir shouted. Ouch, that actually hurt.
'And now you're trying to take advantage of the situation! I know what you're thinking! You're thinking: if I can get Éomer to let me take Elvea to Rían, I'll be the big hero and she'll be happy to thank you!'
'Maybe that's what *you're* thinking, but I-'
'Both of you be quiet!' Faramir interrupted.
'Well little one, if you're the wisest in all this, why don't you tell us what you think of all this'
'Just let Éomer take her to Rían before she wakes up and find out that you two are arguing over her again' Faramir responded. Boromir turned very pale and I don't think there was much color left in my face either. Elvea and angry is a lethal combination and I don't want to stick around to find out the exact meaning of mortality.
Éowyn shot Faramir an admiring look, and he put his arm around her waist. Oh dear, my kid sister and my best friend.
I ignored the others and started walking, Boromir not far behind me. Suddenly I remembered how he and Elvea had been dancing earlier tonight. They had almost kissed. almost. the only thing that stopped them was Glorfindel. And that was at the start of the dance, when she was still as sober as a person could be. Would she have done it? Would she have let Boromir kiss her? Would she have kissed him back?
And then that thing with Glorfindel. "I'd rather date Glorfindel than one of you two right now", that's what she said. Well, dancing isn't that much of a difference.
We kissed, I know that, but. she was drunk. I noticed that the punch had been spiked after my first sip and didn't drink more, but Elvea didn't seem to notice and even took a second cup. By the time we kissed she was pretty far gone, what if she didn't know what she was doing? What if she thought that I was Boromir?
The only reason I had asked her to dance was because Estel kept telling me to do so, insuring me that she didn't mind. Of course he also told me to kiss her once we were dancing, but then he interrupted, I didn't get it, did he know something I didn't? Was he trying to warn me because he found something out?
I looked down at Elvea. She looked so sweet, like she was sleeping peacefully. but she wasn't sleeping, she was out cold.
I entered Rían's office, Elvea still in my arms, Boromir right behind me. Rían didn't look surprised when she saw Elvea, and gestured me to put her on one of the empty beds. Carefully I lay her down.
'I take it she had another attack?' Rían asked. What is she talking about, attack?
'What do you mean, attack?' Boromir asked for the both of us. Rían's face suddenly showed a surprised expression.
'Didn't she tell you?'
~*~ Elvea's POV ~*~
My head ached, I had cramp all over my body, my legs seemed to have gone numb and my chest felt almost too tight to breathe. That's how I woke up.
'Elvea! You're awake!' someone to my left cheered. I turned my head to look at Boromir.
'What happened?' I asked, looking around. I was lying in a bed, in a room that started turning into my second home. I wondered where Rían was.
'You fainted' Boromir answered. 'Why didn't you tell us you were ill?' Us? I turned my head to my right. Éomer was sitting next to me bed looking at me, thoughtful look on his face. Just then, Rían walked in.
'Ah Elvea, good too see you awake. I need to talk to you. Boys, could you wait outside? Right now it's best if there's only one person at the time with her' she said. Boromir and Éomer left the room. Rían turned to me.
'Éomer told me that you only drank punch tonight, is that true?'
'Uh, yeah. why?'
'Well, I had the punch examined, and it turned out that it had been spiked with some sort of mushroom-powder and three different kinds of liquor'
'What's that got to do with me?'
'Any other person who drinks of that punch would get away with either nothing, a hangover or a slight pain in the stomach. But you are ill, and-'
'Well, are you going to tell me?'
'With your disease the drinking of such a combination, well. if you had taken more of that punch you could be in a coma right now, or even worse. I think it's better that as long as your disease last you'd only drink mineral water' Rían answered. Well, that explains why I had a hangover when Elves usually don't.
'So what's going to happen now?'
'The teachers will question the students about this tomorrow, we can't let whoever did it get away with it, can we?'
'I suppose not.'
'Indeed. Well, I think those boys might want to talk to you now, so I'll be off now.' Rían said, and then she left the room. A few moments later Boromir walked in.
'Feeling better yet?' he asked.
'A little bit.'
'Good to hear that.' he answered. A few minutes of silence followed. 'You're still in love with him, aren't you?'
I looked down at my hands, I couldn't look him in the eyes. 'I'm sorry' I whispered.
'Don't be sorry, it's okay, really'
'Is it?'
'Of course! It's not like you choose whoever you fall in love with, it just happens.'
'I'm so glad that you're not mad at me or something.'
'It would be pretty damn unfair if I was angry.' another period of silence followed. 'If. if Éomer wouldn't have been in this school, would I have had a chance?' Boromir whispered. I smiled at him.
'You'd have had the biggest chance a guy could get' I said, and I meant it. I do have more feelings for him than for all other guys except Éomer. Boromir smiled back at me.
'Éomer's a lucky man. He'd better be good to you, or he'll have to deal with me' he said and started walking away.
'Boromir, wait.' I said. He stopped walking. Carefully I got out of bed and walked over to him, my legs still a bit weak. 'Thank you' I whispered, and in an impulse I gave him a short kiss on the lips. (E/N: Anyone watches Buffy? Seen that episode where she pretends to be the robot to see if Spike told Glory about Dawn? He didn't, and as a thank you she gives him a swift kiss. This is sortta the same)
'I guess it really is an Elvish way to say thank you' Boromir whispered, then he turned around and started walking again. Okay, I didn't quite get those last words. what the Mordor did he mean by that?! I watched him as he left the room. Éomer was standing in the doorway, looking at me with an emotionless expression on his face. Had he seen me kiss Boromir? What if he thought I kissed Boromir for a different reason? Concern started spreading over his face.
'Elvea, are you okay? You look worried.'
'Uh, no, I'm fine.' I answered. He smiled at me. Oh my Goddess, that smile. I think I'm going to melt. He walked over to me.
'I'm so glad you're okay. You had me all worried, do you know that?'
'I'm sorry'
'Why would you be sorry? It's not like I mind caring about you, or being around you. you're a great person, nice, and pretty. you're a wonderful friend, and-'
'Friend?' I asked softly. He looked down at his feet.
'I'm sorry Elvea, it's just. I have too much doubts, there's this voice inside my head that keeps telling me that you're just fooling around, that you and I, that it's. that we're not real, that-' he was whispering, but I interrupted him by kissing him, and he kissed back.
'Did you feel that?' I whispered when I drew back. 'That was real. It was real to me, it meant something. did it mean something to you?'
'It meant something to me, a lot even. but that's not it. it's not that I don't want us to be, it's. maybe it's better if we'd just stay friends.' he answered, turned around and started walking away.
'So this is it?' I asked. He didn't answer and left the room. Tears started welling up in my eyes, then they slowly started coming down my face. This couldn't be real, couldn't be happening, it wasn't fair! I kicked the bed, nearly tore the pillow to pieces of anger, rage. I was so incredibly pissed I could've killed someone. slowly I came back to senses.
I wiped away my tears and held my head up high. I just stood there for a wile, up straight. Like a proud and unbreakable princess. He didn't want to be more than friends? Fine, his loss.
I told Rían that I was going back to my room and then I left the building. At first I just stood outside, staring at the stars, thinking. Then I took my decision. I was not going to let this get to me, but just get over it and move on. There are more fishes in the sea. Thinking like that I walked back to the dormitory and entered my room. All my roomies were there, sleeping. There were only two empty beds. Wait a minute, two? Where's Endomiel?
Well, it's 01:30 right now, Endomiel still isn't back, don't know where she is, but I'm going to bed.
Kisses, Elvea.
E/N: Well, finally done. sorry it took so long, but I had to start all over again three times because the computer kept deleting my file. really frustrating. next chapter will be longer, I promise. so did you like? Please review. some people stopped reviewing, are you guys still reading? I hope so, I'd hate to lose readers. anyway, I really enjoy writing this and I hope you enjoy reading this. Enough of the crappy talk, TTFN!!
Disclaimer: Me no own LotR and me no own nothing. 'tis not fair! (Life's not fair, but that's a whole different story. or actually not a story, but. alright, alright! I'll get to the story!)
Summary: I'll never tell. I'll never tell. =P
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Day twelve, the 18th of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Menelya, the 39th of Yávie (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Today was the day of the dance, and well, the dance was nice. except for these minor, uhm. "incidents".
I woke up late this morning. I guess yesterday's worries had caused me to be extra tired. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Locked.
'Who's in here?' I asked, knocking on the door.
'It's me, Éowyn'
'How long do you need?'
'About an hour'
'Okay, thanks' I said. If she required an hour I'd better go and get breakfast first. I put on my favorite dress again, and after that I walked to the mess. Estel, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir, Éomer, Boromir and Faramir were having breakfast at a table in the back of the mess. I got some water and a bowl of cereal and sat with them.
'Hey Elvea, you're up early' Faramir said sarcastically.
'Well if it wasn't for the tiring fight of your friend and brother here, I would've gotten up a couple of hours ago' I replied. The faces of Éomer and Boromir turned to a deep shade of red. What is it with the people in this school and blushing so much?
'Uh, yeah. sorry about it' Éomer said.
'You really are sorry about everything, aren't you?'
'But we were pretty much out of line.'
'I was out of line too but I didn't apologize.' I said, thinking about my behavior towards Éomer when he tried to apologize, and my shouting in the mess last night.
'Because we don't want you to, we'll forgive you anyway' Boromir said.
'That's nice, but I still think I should also apologize or do something to have you two forgive me for a reason'
'No, don't worry about it, you don't have to-' Boromir started, but Éomer whispered something in his ear. They both grinned wickedly. Oh dear Eru, what now? 'Éomer came up with something that you could do to get forgiveness'
'And that would be?' I asked, hoping that it wouldn't be something embarrassing.
'Well, Éomer and I thought that it would be a good idea if you'd.'
'.give the both of us a kiss' Éomer finished Boromir's phrase. Hoo boy, this is bad. it's not just bad, it's EVIL! And Glorfindel isn't even around!
'You're abusing the situation, aren't you?' I asked them. Their grin grew wider and they eagerly nodded. I smiled; it was pretty funny actually. Or maybe that's just because I just came up with an Angelical Master Plan, but then more. wicked. Hey, as the Goddess of good AND Vengeance you can't be expected to be nice all the time.
'Alright then, you'll get your kiss, if that's what it takes. I'd say you should treasure the moment because it's going to be a great experience' I said, holding back a grin. Boromir and Éomer exchanged looks, kid-got-candy style. If only they knew. 'Come on, both of you, I can't kiss you if you're sitting at the other side of the table.' I added. They immediately jumped up and stood behind me at the table. Wow, that was fast.
I stood up and turned around to face the two guys. I was amazed that they weren't even arguing on who got to go first, that would be so typically them. They just stood there with half happy, half-wicked smiles on their faces, waiting for what was to come. I had a hard time holding back my laughter; the situation was getting funnier by the second.
'Close your eyes' I said to them.
'Why?' Éomer asked.
'Because I don't want to have you two fight again about who got a longer kiss or something crappy like that. Besides, if you close your eyes you can focus entirely on the kiss, you can't do that with your eyes open' I answered. Éomer shrugged.
'Sure, if you say so' Boromir said.
'Well then, close your eyes!' I was starting to get impatient, if this went on much longer I really wouldn't be able to contain my laughter and I didn't want to ruin such a perfect chance. They both closed their eyes, and I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. or actually: don't laugh until you're done. I gave them both a kiss on the cheek and then grinned widely. 'Satisfied?' I asked. They opened their eyes, disappointed looks on their faces.
'You mean that was it?' Éomer asked.
'I kissed you, right?'
'Yeah, but-'
'You didn't say what *kind* of kiss you wanted' I said, grinning even wider. The looks on their faces were a great Kodak-moment. I could hear Arwen chuckle behind me, following by everyone at the table collapsing with laughter. Isn't vengeance great?
'We were thinking of something more in the direction of.' Boromir started.
'Mouth to mouth?' I interrupted. 'No thank you, I have my dignity' I turned around and sat back down at the table. I started poking my cereal.
'Aren't you going to eat it?' Estel asked, nodding towards my bowl of cereal. I looked down at it; so far I hadn't taken a single bite.
'I'm not really hungry'
'But you have to eat something.' he went on. It's sweet of him to care and all, but I don't need it. Besides, I'm an Elf; it really doesn't matter if I don't eat for a couple of days.
'I'm just not hungry, that's all.'
'Well I think you should at least take a few bites' Arwen joined in. AAARG!!!
'I'm just not hungry okay?!' I snapped. Damn, can't they just let me not eat?
'Come on Elvea, you and I both know what happened in that shop yesterday, you should really eat something' she went on.
'That had nothing to do with this, you know that'
'What happened yesterday?' Estel asked.
'Yeah, what happened?' the others joined in.
'Nothing happened' I said and stood up. It's none of their business! I don't want the entire school to know that I have a disease!' Thank you Glorfindel by the way. I left the mess and walked into my room. I grabbed my towel, shampoo and stuff, then I walked towards the bathroom. Endomiel was also standing there, but she looked as if she. well she didn't look too happy. The door opened and I ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
'I'll be right out!' I shouted.
'There is a line you know!' Endomiel shouted back.
'Well, I won't be in long, I'm in a hurry!'
Is an hour long? Depends on how you look at it I guess. Anyway, she's an Elf, she won't miss that hour compared to eternity. I was in a hurry because I needed to go to Galadriel in about an hour and a half, to catch up on my etiquette for the dance.
Didn't I tell you? I found a note next to my bed last night that said that I had to go see Galadriel today. Back in Aman my parents always had someone to go through the rules before a dance, and apparently they had informed the school about that. It was probably Galadriel because she's a royal High- elf like myself.
I took the shower, washed my hair, brushed my teeth et cetera. the usual morning stuff. I was done after exactly an hour. I put my gown back on and left the bathroom. I had hardly taken a step out of the bathroom when Endomiel stormed in. Okay. she came out again, grabbed a towel, turned around, and got locked out by Elanor. Poor girl, now she had to wait even longer.
'That's it! I'm going to shower somewhere else!' she shouted and stormed out of the room. Well good morning miss Sunshine.
I put on my ring, left the room and walked out of the building. Several people were setting up a huge wooden dancefloor in the grass on the lawn, and some others were building a tent around it. I walked passed them to the school and headed for the staff section. Funny, this is the first time I'm going there that it's not because of Glorfindel. I found the office of Galadriel and knocked on the door.
'Come in' Galadriel said. I opened the door and entered the room. Galadriel was looking out of the window behind her desk, her back facing me. 'Good morning Elvea, I hope you are feeling well'
'Yes I'm fine, thank you' I said.
'Good. Do you think you'll be able to go to the dance tonight?'
'I hope so. I'm going to try anyway'
'Trying isn't good enough. As a princess it is your responsibility to be at the dance, in your own kingdom or not' she said sharply, turning around to face me. And I just failed test number one. damn trick-questions.
'Yes, of course. The people are depending on me' I said, repeating the words I had heard time after time. I hate to say them, but it's just what I have to be like. And I seriously hate it.
'Stand up straight, you can't go to the dance looking like a bag of potatoes' I immediately corrected my pose. 'That's better. Try to bow to a prince now, while keeping your back straight' I bowed to the "prince", in other words: I bowed towards the air. 'Good, you still remember how to bow correctly. Now what do you do when you don't want to dance?'
'A princess never refuses to dance, she is always the polite, shining middle of the dance. She will accept the dance' I said. Galadriel nodded approvingly.
'But there are exceptions, of course.'
'I may be too weary of all the dancing, or in need of something to drink. If I'm with my spouse or spouse-to-be I may also go for a stroll through the gardens in stead of dancing'
'Indeed. Are there any other men you can take a stroll with?'
'Only my father and closely related men'
'We'll see if you've been raised well enough to know the rest' Galadriel said. Man, she can be strict, but then again, this was considered important. I twiddled my thumbs.
'Is kissing dishonorable?' I promptly asked, more or less thinking out loud. Galadriel's strict face loosened and showed an understanding smile.
'Things aren't as they were 15000 years ago, so I wouldn't worry about that. As long as it doesn't go any further it is fine. Any other questions?' I shook my head. 'Good, then we'll continue'
It took about an hour before we had gone through all the other things from dancing to how to hold your drink, and all other things involved. After that I was allowed to leave. As I walked out of the school I ran into Faramir.
'Hey Elvea! Have you seen Éowyn?'
'Uh, no I haven't, why?'
'If you see her, can you tell her that I'm looking for her?'
'Yeah, sure'
'Thanks. Oh, Boromir's looking for you'
'Why?'
'I don't know, ask him'
'Okay, I'll go do that. Good luck finding Éowyn'
'Thanks' he said and ran off. He sure is in a hurry. I walked into the dormitory and went to Boromir's room. I knocked on the door. No response. Great, now I had to go looking for him. I turned around and bumped into Boromir. I guess I just found him.
'Elvea! There you are! I've been looking for you!' he exclaimed.
'I know, Faramir told me'
'Where were you?'
'In Galadriel's office'
'They're not going to kick you out of school, are they?' he asked with a worried look on his face. I smiled.
'No, don't worry you silly, I had to practice my etiquette with her'
'Oh, right. uhm, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. is. is there anything you're not allowed to do?' he suddenly asked. If this is going where I think that it's going.
'I'm not allowed to get to intimate or anything like that, if that's what you mean.'
'Uh yeah, uhm. yeah. Just so I won't do anything that might get you in trouble tonight.'
'Don't worry about it Boromir, I don't think you'll do anything tonight that would have me cross the line, you'd never go that far without my permission, right?'
'Of course not!' he said.
'Well, then I guess it's going to be okay' I smiled at him. He smiled back at me, looking as if he wanted to add something. Then he kissed me on the cheek and walked away. I reached up to touch my cheek. I felt funny, really funny. I knew exactly what he had been talking about, and I had this feeling, somewhere in-between being flattered and being uncomfortable. In other words: confused. So I did what I always did back home when I was confused and needed to think: I saddled Alka and went for a ride.
It's not that I don't like Boromir, he's a really nice guy and all, and I must confess that I'm not entirely untouched when he's around, but I don't think I'm really in love with him. Not much anyway. My feelings for Éomer are so much stronger. I think I like Boromir more as a friend and as the brother I never had than as my boyfriend. The thing is: I have feelings for them both, they are stronger for Éomer, but I don't want to hurt Boromir. How do I get myself out of this mess?
I was hardly any less confused when I returned to the school. I dismounted Alka and let her run free in the meadow. Then I went back to my room to prepare for the dance. Endomiel, Arwen, Éowyn and Rosie were already in there. Hey, that's odd. Endomiel's dress is different.
'Hey Endomiel, didn't you buy a plain red dress?' I asked.
'Yeah, I fixed it up a little.' A little? Don't you mean a lot?
'Looks good.'
'Thanks' she smiled at me. I guess we could be a little nicer to eachother, maybe even friends one day. I mean, I gave Legolas a chance too and that worked out fine, so why wouldn't this?
'Oh by the way, Éowyn' I said as I walked over to my closet, 'I ran into Faramir earlier today, he was looking for you, did he find you?'
'Uh. yeah. uh, he did' she said as her face slightly flushed.
'So what did he have to say?' I went on, taking my gown out of the closet.
'Uhm, nothing.' Éowyn's face turned really red.
'I bet he didn't.' I grinned. Well, there's a cute couple: Éowyn and Faramir.
After that we all started changing into our gowns for the dance, helping eachother with hair and make-up and such, having a lot of fun while doing so. Arwen had convinced me to put on a little make-up, so she had put on a hardly noticeable color, just enough to lighten up my face, but not enough to be recognized as make-up. Éowyn had helped me with my hair, because I didn't exactly know what to do with it.
First I had put on one of my simplest tiara's (magically transported to our school from home, you didn't actually think I brought 32 tiara's with me to school, did you?) then we started doing my hair. Éowyn had wrought in fine pieces of gold and silver mingled string horizontally through my hair. It looked really nice, as if there was a bright light surrounding my face.
About two hours had gone by when all of us were done. Estel was the first to show up and picked up Arwen, followed shortly after by Faramir. It took a couple more minutes until the next knock came. I opened the door. It was Boromir.
'You look beautiful' he said, staring at me. I smiled at him. He continued staring at me with mouth slightly opened, this amazed look on his face. Then he re-entered our world and held out his arm. 'Shall we?' he asked. I placed my hand on his arm and we started walking.
When we came outside it was already dark. The tent stood in the center of the field. We entered it and looked around. Stylish lights illuminated the tent, a band was playing music on a stage in one of the corners, in another corner stood a table with punch and some other things. The dancefloor was still practically empty, but there weren't many people yet so that made perfect sense.
'Would you like to dance with me?' Boromir asked.
'It would be an honor' I replied.
We stepped onto the dancefloor, and took the pose for dancing. We started dancing to the song. When it was over I danced with Faramir, after that with Estel, then I danced with Elladan and eventually with his twin brother Elrohir. I must say that they're all great dancers. :)
Boromir just asked me for a second dance when Endomiel and Legolas entered the tent together. Hah! I knew it! I knew it all along! They're back together, probably since they ran off into the forest after spin the bottle. ah well, good for them. Boromir and I didn't pay much attention to the couple and started dancing again. Several slow songs followed, and after a wile I lay my head to rest on Boromir's shoulder. I felt someone staring at us. I lifted up my head to so who it was. What the Mordor is Legolas doing staring at us? Right.
'Elvea, I uhm.' Boromir started. I turned my head back to him. 'Would you mind if I uhm.' he tried to say something, but I guess he couldn't find the words. In stead he slowly started moving his head towards mine.
I didn't know what to do. Did I want him to do it? Would I stop him if I didn't want him to do it? Do I love him? Would he do it if I didn't stop him? What would I do then? Would I kiss him back?
Somebody patted Boromir's shoulder. He turned around. It was Glorfindel. What now? Is he going to give me a detention for nearly being kissed or something?
'Will the Lady Elvea grant me the honor of dancing with her?' Glorfindel asked. Dancing? That's even worse than detention. With dancing I'd actually have to touch him. EEEEEEEEEEEEW!!! And I'm not supposed to refuse! Uh-oh.
'Actually we were just about to take a stroll' I answered, pulling Boromir's arm.
'I thought princesses were only allowed to take strolls with closely related men'
'I thought teachers weren't allowed to dance with students'
'There are exceptions to that rule' Glorfindel said. Did he really have to ruin my evening? Of course. I shouted at him yesterday and now he wants to get back at me.
'Like?' I said in a challenging tone.
'When you're married.'
'We're not, now if you'll excuse us.'
'Or when it's a teacher-student dance' he went on.
'Is it a teacher-student dance?' I asked Boromir. Boromir nodded. Hoo boy, what do I do now?
'Lady Elvea, will you join me now?' Glorfindel asked. I'm not allowed to say no! Damn protocol. If I punch him in the face, would he get the message? Punching isn't talking. but it would still get me in trouble.
I sighed and gave in, since I didn't really have a choice, unless someone else asked me to dance right now. Where's a knight in shining armor when you need one?
It was either dancing with Glorfindel or running away, and I'm not going to run, I have my dignity. Besides, I'm also a pretty proud person, so there was no way I was going to run. I guess that means dancing with Mr. Poncy. Glorfindel held out his hand and I placed mine in it.
'Milady, it's an honor' he said. Milady? MILADY? I am NOT his Lady!!! We took the pose to dance, and then I noticed he wore a golden ring on his left hand.
'Are you married?' I asked.
'Yeah' he said, sending me this really weird smile. 'Yes I am'
'Do you love her?'
'I loved her from the moment I first saw her' he said, sending me the weird smile again. He's creeping me out, did you know that?! Please let my knight in shining armor rescue me now.
'So where is she?'
'Are YOU married?' he asked, nodding towards the ring on my finger.
'No, I'm not. But you were telling about your wife, where is she?'
'Not too far away' Now what's that supposed to mean? Can't he just go bug his wife in stead of me? Knight in shining armor, you may show up now.
Three songs followed on which I danced with the horror named Glorfindel. Three songs too much if you ask me. Finally someone patted his shoulder. Glorfindel stepped aside, revealing Éomer. I guess Prince Charming decided to show up after all.
'If you don't mind, I'd like to dance with the Lady Elvea now' Éomer said. What's with the Lady-thing all of a sudden?
'Of course I don't mind, she's all yours now' Glorfindel said and walked away. Thankfully I flung my arms around Éomer's neck and kissed him on the cheek.
'Thank you so much' I whispered in his ear.
A slow song started playing, so he put his arms around my waist and I lay my head on his shoulder. We started dancing, not talking but just listening to eachother's breathing. A couple more slow songs followed before a faster song started playing. Éomer removed his hands from my waist and took a step back. Aw, now we have to take the boring pose.
'I hope you don't mind dancing with me' Éomer said.
'Why would I mind?'
'Well, you were pretty angry yesterday, and then that prank this morning.'
'You rescued me from Glorfindel, that's more than enough to get forgiveness' I said. Éomer smiled at me.
'At your service, milady' he said. I smiled back, no problem being *his* Lady.
'There's just one thing I don't understand.'
'What do you mean?'
'Why did you tell me to go with Boromir?'
'You already promised. I didn't want to do any more damage just because I couldn't control myself'
'It does prove you're not selfish.'
'Maybe a little bit.'
'Why?'
'I was hoping you'd be thankful if I'd rescue you from Glorfindel.'
'And what kind of reward were you hoping for?' I said teasingly. He grinned.
'In fairytales the princess always kissed the knight that rescued her'
'Too bad this is real life, don't you agree?'
'Well then why don't we make our own fairytale out of this?'
'We can't, we don't have a villain to spoil everything for us'
'Yes we do'
'Then who is it?' I asked. Éomer nodded in Glorfindel's direction. I started laughing. 'He's evil alright, but he's not keeping us apart or anything'
'Would you mind if I kiss you anyway?' Éomer didn't wait for an answer, he just moved closer and bent his head towards mine. (Yes, he's two inches taller than I am)
'Enjoying yourselves?' Estel asked, grinning widely. He had been dancing next to us with Arwen for a while, and probably found it funny to interrupt. Very funny, haha. Can you hear my laughter? No? Me neither. Éomer sent Estel a vicious death-glare. He's not going to start a scene again, is he?
'Maybe we should get something to drink' I said. Éomer nodded and sent Estel another death-glare. Then we walked over to the table with the punch. Éomer filled us both a cup. The punch tasted slightly funny, but then again, all highschool food tastes funny. I was pretty thirsty so I took another cup of punch before we went back to the dancefloor.
Another slow song started playing and once again we danced pretty close. Really close. Really really close. Ah Mordor, you get the idea. After several more slow songs I started feeling slightly funny. I think someone spiked the punch. I lay my head to rest on Éomer's shoulder. He removed one hand from my waist and slowly let it run through my hair. With every move we made the world turned slightly nicer. We started moving slower and slower, and after a wile we stood still. I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. There I went drowning again.
Éomer bent forward and softly kissed me on the lips, very swift. The world turned so much nicer. I think I was just sober enough to remember my name and to know, sort of, what I was doing.
Éomer leaned forward to kiss me a second time, but this time he didn't stop right away, because I kissed him back before he had the chance to stop. Time seemed to have stopped, everybody around us had disappeared, it was just Éomer and me, kissing in the middle of the dancefloor like there was no tomorrow.
Suddenly everything went black in front of my eyes.
~*~ Éomer's POV ~*~
There I was, in the middle of a crowded dancefloor, kissing Elvea, and she kissed back. I just couldn't stop, I can't seem to hold myself back when she's around. but that didn't matter right now. All that mattered was that she was here, with me, and we were kissing, were together. It was all I wanted ever since I met her. We kept on kissing for what seemed to be a small eternity. A small eternity in heaven. Suddenly she drew back and leaned her head against my chest.
'Man Éomer, 18 minutes! That's gotta be some kind of record!' Faramir said. I sent a puzzled look towards my best friend.
'What do you mean, 18 minutes?'
'Oh come on, you two just went at it for 18 minutes non-stop, like you'd forget something like that!' 18 minutes? It had seemed so much shorter and so much longer at the same time, I wish it had never ended.
'Hey Elvea, was my brother any good?' Éowyn asked. So typically my kid sister to ask such a question. Elvea didn't answer. Something was wrong in this picture. she hadn't moved a single muscle ever since we stopped kissing. Carefully I pulled her head back a little. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly opened. but she didn't make a sound. Panic started taking over my mind, did I do something wrong?
'Do you think she's dead?' I heard Pippin ask.
'Pippin, she's an Elf' Frodo answered. 'Elves don't just die'
Even though I knew Frodo was right I checked her pulse. I could feel her heart beat, very faint and very slow. I calmed down a little.
'Dear Eru, Éomer' Estel said with a shocked look on his face. 'When I told you to kiss her senseless I didn't literally mean it you know!'
'I'm taking her to Rían, she needs help' I said as I lifted Elvea up.
'What makes you think you're the one to take her there?' Boromir said coldly. 'After all, she's *my* date'
'Well I haven't seen you near her for at least an hour' I answered just as cold.
'Gee, I wonder why. maybe because you started dancing with her so close that I couldn't see where you ended and she begun, followed by you making out with her for at least 20 minutes!' he shouted.
'18 minutes' Faramir corrected him.
'Shut up twerp!'
'Look Boromir, there's no time for this right now, and I-'
'You're the one that made her faint! You should stay away from her or you just might manage to kill her!' Boromir shouted. Ouch, that actually hurt.
'And now you're trying to take advantage of the situation! I know what you're thinking! You're thinking: if I can get Éomer to let me take Elvea to Rían, I'll be the big hero and she'll be happy to thank you!'
'Maybe that's what *you're* thinking, but I-'
'Both of you be quiet!' Faramir interrupted.
'Well little one, if you're the wisest in all this, why don't you tell us what you think of all this'
'Just let Éomer take her to Rían before she wakes up and find out that you two are arguing over her again' Faramir responded. Boromir turned very pale and I don't think there was much color left in my face either. Elvea and angry is a lethal combination and I don't want to stick around to find out the exact meaning of mortality.
Éowyn shot Faramir an admiring look, and he put his arm around her waist. Oh dear, my kid sister and my best friend.
I ignored the others and started walking, Boromir not far behind me. Suddenly I remembered how he and Elvea had been dancing earlier tonight. They had almost kissed. almost. the only thing that stopped them was Glorfindel. And that was at the start of the dance, when she was still as sober as a person could be. Would she have done it? Would she have let Boromir kiss her? Would she have kissed him back?
And then that thing with Glorfindel. "I'd rather date Glorfindel than one of you two right now", that's what she said. Well, dancing isn't that much of a difference.
We kissed, I know that, but. she was drunk. I noticed that the punch had been spiked after my first sip and didn't drink more, but Elvea didn't seem to notice and even took a second cup. By the time we kissed she was pretty far gone, what if she didn't know what she was doing? What if she thought that I was Boromir?
The only reason I had asked her to dance was because Estel kept telling me to do so, insuring me that she didn't mind. Of course he also told me to kiss her once we were dancing, but then he interrupted, I didn't get it, did he know something I didn't? Was he trying to warn me because he found something out?
I looked down at Elvea. She looked so sweet, like she was sleeping peacefully. but she wasn't sleeping, she was out cold.
I entered Rían's office, Elvea still in my arms, Boromir right behind me. Rían didn't look surprised when she saw Elvea, and gestured me to put her on one of the empty beds. Carefully I lay her down.
'I take it she had another attack?' Rían asked. What is she talking about, attack?
'What do you mean, attack?' Boromir asked for the both of us. Rían's face suddenly showed a surprised expression.
'Didn't she tell you?'
~*~ Elvea's POV ~*~
My head ached, I had cramp all over my body, my legs seemed to have gone numb and my chest felt almost too tight to breathe. That's how I woke up.
'Elvea! You're awake!' someone to my left cheered. I turned my head to look at Boromir.
'What happened?' I asked, looking around. I was lying in a bed, in a room that started turning into my second home. I wondered where Rían was.
'You fainted' Boromir answered. 'Why didn't you tell us you were ill?' Us? I turned my head to my right. Éomer was sitting next to me bed looking at me, thoughtful look on his face. Just then, Rían walked in.
'Ah Elvea, good too see you awake. I need to talk to you. Boys, could you wait outside? Right now it's best if there's only one person at the time with her' she said. Boromir and Éomer left the room. Rían turned to me.
'Éomer told me that you only drank punch tonight, is that true?'
'Uh, yeah. why?'
'Well, I had the punch examined, and it turned out that it had been spiked with some sort of mushroom-powder and three different kinds of liquor'
'What's that got to do with me?'
'Any other person who drinks of that punch would get away with either nothing, a hangover or a slight pain in the stomach. But you are ill, and-'
'Well, are you going to tell me?'
'With your disease the drinking of such a combination, well. if you had taken more of that punch you could be in a coma right now, or even worse. I think it's better that as long as your disease last you'd only drink mineral water' Rían answered. Well, that explains why I had a hangover when Elves usually don't.
'So what's going to happen now?'
'The teachers will question the students about this tomorrow, we can't let whoever did it get away with it, can we?'
'I suppose not.'
'Indeed. Well, I think those boys might want to talk to you now, so I'll be off now.' Rían said, and then she left the room. A few moments later Boromir walked in.
'Feeling better yet?' he asked.
'A little bit.'
'Good to hear that.' he answered. A few minutes of silence followed. 'You're still in love with him, aren't you?'
I looked down at my hands, I couldn't look him in the eyes. 'I'm sorry' I whispered.
'Don't be sorry, it's okay, really'
'Is it?'
'Of course! It's not like you choose whoever you fall in love with, it just happens.'
'I'm so glad that you're not mad at me or something.'
'It would be pretty damn unfair if I was angry.' another period of silence followed. 'If. if Éomer wouldn't have been in this school, would I have had a chance?' Boromir whispered. I smiled at him.
'You'd have had the biggest chance a guy could get' I said, and I meant it. I do have more feelings for him than for all other guys except Éomer. Boromir smiled back at me.
'Éomer's a lucky man. He'd better be good to you, or he'll have to deal with me' he said and started walking away.
'Boromir, wait.' I said. He stopped walking. Carefully I got out of bed and walked over to him, my legs still a bit weak. 'Thank you' I whispered, and in an impulse I gave him a short kiss on the lips. (E/N: Anyone watches Buffy? Seen that episode where she pretends to be the robot to see if Spike told Glory about Dawn? He didn't, and as a thank you she gives him a swift kiss. This is sortta the same)
'I guess it really is an Elvish way to say thank you' Boromir whispered, then he turned around and started walking again. Okay, I didn't quite get those last words. what the Mordor did he mean by that?! I watched him as he left the room. Éomer was standing in the doorway, looking at me with an emotionless expression on his face. Had he seen me kiss Boromir? What if he thought I kissed Boromir for a different reason? Concern started spreading over his face.
'Elvea, are you okay? You look worried.'
'Uh, no, I'm fine.' I answered. He smiled at me. Oh my Goddess, that smile. I think I'm going to melt. He walked over to me.
'I'm so glad you're okay. You had me all worried, do you know that?'
'I'm sorry'
'Why would you be sorry? It's not like I mind caring about you, or being around you. you're a great person, nice, and pretty. you're a wonderful friend, and-'
'Friend?' I asked softly. He looked down at his feet.
'I'm sorry Elvea, it's just. I have too much doubts, there's this voice inside my head that keeps telling me that you're just fooling around, that you and I, that it's. that we're not real, that-' he was whispering, but I interrupted him by kissing him, and he kissed back.
'Did you feel that?' I whispered when I drew back. 'That was real. It was real to me, it meant something. did it mean something to you?'
'It meant something to me, a lot even. but that's not it. it's not that I don't want us to be, it's. maybe it's better if we'd just stay friends.' he answered, turned around and started walking away.
'So this is it?' I asked. He didn't answer and left the room. Tears started welling up in my eyes, then they slowly started coming down my face. This couldn't be real, couldn't be happening, it wasn't fair! I kicked the bed, nearly tore the pillow to pieces of anger, rage. I was so incredibly pissed I could've killed someone. slowly I came back to senses.
I wiped away my tears and held my head up high. I just stood there for a wile, up straight. Like a proud and unbreakable princess. He didn't want to be more than friends? Fine, his loss.
I told Rían that I was going back to my room and then I left the building. At first I just stood outside, staring at the stars, thinking. Then I took my decision. I was not going to let this get to me, but just get over it and move on. There are more fishes in the sea. Thinking like that I walked back to the dormitory and entered my room. All my roomies were there, sleeping. There were only two empty beds. Wait a minute, two? Where's Endomiel?
Well, it's 01:30 right now, Endomiel still isn't back, don't know where she is, but I'm going to bed.
Kisses, Elvea.
E/N: Well, finally done. sorry it took so long, but I had to start all over again three times because the computer kept deleting my file. really frustrating. next chapter will be longer, I promise. so did you like? Please review. some people stopped reviewing, are you guys still reading? I hope so, I'd hate to lose readers. anyway, I really enjoy writing this and I hope you enjoy reading this. Enough of the crappy talk, TTFN!!