E/N: Hello everybody. I finally found the time and inspiration to write
more, so I got started. I hope you didn't wait too long for this update, if
you think you did: I'm very, very sorry.
Love, peace and a paperclip
-xxx- Elvy
To Telpenaurel Manbelth (did I spell it right?): Vla is a milk-product, half liquid. Just put it in the line of milk-vla-custard-pudding (some puddings are milk-based), then you'll know. Does this answer your question?
Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing. Nada. Niente. Niets. Niks. Niechts. Absolutely nothing besides Elvea. So there. =P
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Chapter 13 - Reasons why you should not let Éomer openly declare that you and he are having a relationship
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Day sixteen, the 22nd of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Isilya, the 43rd of Yávië (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Today was, if possible the strangest day ever. Well since I arrived here in Imladris anyway. After I woke up next to Éomer, I looked on the alarm clock next to Éowyn's bed. 8 o'clock. Oops... but I was happy anyway. Today was my two-day anniversary with Éomer. Yay! What?! Two days is a long time for us. It should be in the Imladris book of Records. Anyway, as I was saying, I woke up happy. Really happy. Really really happy. Really really really happy. Really really really really happy. Really really really really really- okay, you get the point.
'We should be getting dressed, or we'll be late' I said to Éomer.
'What are you waiting for then?' he replied as he put on his clothes.
'You'
'I'm here'
'Very funny. Move it' I walked to the closet and picked out a gown, then I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. Quickly I got changed into the blue-green gown I had picked. I picked up my ring from the bathroom shelf and put it on. I turned invisible right away. No wait, that's a different story. Hey have I told you about that time yet when I found the engagement ring of my twin sister? (The Goddess of Evil, remember?)
Anyway, it was a couple of thousand years ago, when I still lived in the Heavens with daddy Eru. I was up there *trying* to do a good job doing good things, but *someone* *cough*Raukotári*cough* was ruining almost all of my efforts. Of course it didn't help that she was in a... lustingship with some stupid Dark Lord *cough*Sauron*cough*. Well anyway, somewhere during that... lustingship he proposed to her. She told him to "make her something of great evil". A little while later he returned with this big badass engagement ring *cough*the One Ring*cough*, that held the power to take control over all of Middle-earth.
During one of their "meaningful moments" after the engagement was settled, I mysteriously found the Ring between my sheets. Why those little dirty- never mind. Then, a plan of revenge started taking shape in my mind. I put a spell on the Ring, so that it would always fall into the right hands and would eventually be destroyed. Have been waiting over an age for that to happen now...
Anyway, I put that spell on the Ring and returned it to my sis. She took it without questioning. She's not the brightest crayon in the box, you see. It wasn't that much later (1000 years or so) when some mortal guy *cough*Isildur*cough* (no I don't have smoker's cough!) cut it off her finger. The idiot didn't destroy it though, but lost it and got killed in stead. The stupid tacky gold Ring still hasn't been found. Ah well. So that's the story about my sis, Sauron and their silly Diabolical Ring of Doom (tm). Don't believe anyone would ever pay serious attention to a silly item like that.
Back to today. I had put on my gown and my ring and got out of the bathroom. I got my box of jewelry and took out the circlet. All because a certain poncy elf-git whose name I'm not going to mention threatened to inform my grandfather about me not wearing it otherwise. Stupid Glorfindel. I put it on and made sure part of my hair fell over it so that it wouldn't be noticed too soon.
'What's that?' Éomer asked.
'It's a circlet, smartass'
'I figured that part out. Why are you wearing it?'
'Because I'm descendant of Ingwë blabla and I'm supposed to be wearing it at all times'
'It matches with your eyes' Éomer said as he touched the emerald of the circlet, which hung right in-between my eyebrows. 'But your eyes are prettier' he let his finger run down from the emerald over my nose, over my lips and then his hand found my chin. He tilted my head up towards his. Typical guy move. Ah heck, like I care. We kissed for a moment, then left the room to get breakfast.
'Congratulations!' I said as we walked through the hallway.
'With what?' Éomer halted.
'With our two-day anniversary!' he smiled and shook his head.
'Silly girl'
'I'm not silly! Besides, two days is a huge achievement for a couple like us...'
'True...' a grin crept up his face. Something tells me I'm about to end up in some seriously weird situation. 'Two days is a lot for us indeed. It should be celebrated' he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I knew he was gonna do something stupid! In the middle of a hallway! WTM?! Hallway?! The idiot! I drew back.
'You moron! We're in the middle of a h-' he kissed me again. Idiot. Stupid guy. Moron. Guy. All the same, really. Hey this is actually kinda good... why was I complaining again? This time he was the first to draw back. 'We should celebrate this big' he said. 'It's a very important day after all' he grinned again. He's sexy when he does that. I think I already mentioned that once. Ah whatever. I'll just mention it again. He's sexy when he does that. Suddenly he lifted me up and started carrying me to the mess.
'Hey! Put me down! I can walk by myself you know!' I protested.
'I know you can' he replied dryly as he continued walking. I ruffled with my fists on his chest to get him to put me down. Of course it didn't work. He's a guy. He'll just laugh and ignore it. You know, sometimes I really wonder why daddy Eru created guys... We entered the mess. Some people frowned at us. Great. He just ruined the whole 'secret' part of our secret relationship. But the worst part was yet to come. He didn't put me down either. In stead he started walking to the back of the mess. There's a stage in the back of the mess. There's a microphone on that stage. I have a bad feeling about this. I told you it means trouble when he grins! But it's still sexy. I really have to stop saying that.
He stepped onto the stage and walked to the microphone. I prayed that the thing wouldn't work. Finally he put me down. I tried to sneak away. He took my hand and pulled me back to him. Drat. He took the microphone from its standard. I begged my father not to let the thing work. But when he's mad at me, he knows no mercy. The thing *did* work.
'May I have your attention for a moment?' Éomer asked. All faces turned to us. 'Thank you. I have an important announcement to make' he paused for a moment. 'I want to tell everybody that from now on the prettiest girl in school is taken. By me. And uhm... she's standing right next to me. Elvea, I love you' he said, then he kissed me right there on stage. So much for secrecy.
The people in the mess cheered, whistled and applauded for us. Then Éomer drew back and we stepped down from the stage. Finally the people turned back to their own business. We walked to the table where the others sat. I sat down next to Boromir, and Éomer sat down on my other side. He put his arm around my shoulder and kissed me on my cheek. Okay... cut the sticky stuff... everybody congratulated us. Everybody, except Boromir. Éomer gave me a second kiss on the cheek. Boromir stood up and left the table. Endomiel, who was sitting next to him, glared at me as if she held me responsible for Boromir's behavior.
'So... back together huh?' Pippin said. We nodded.
'Was about time too... I started to fear I'd have to lend a hand' Arwen added.
'We feared that too' Éomer joked.
'So... Éomer. What in Eru's name happened last night that got you two back together? I mean, we heard, well let's call it "sounds" from your part of the room, Éowyn was annoyed, Glorfindel was even more annoyed... what on earth happened in that bed last night?' Endomiel grinned. Our faces flushed.
'Well, uhm... to be honest, uhm...' he stuttered, 'not much, actually.' Éowyn snickered.
'Yeah right' she said.
'Come on, give us the story' Estel nagged. 'We all know about the "sounds", then we have Éowyn and Glorfindel as special witnesses, you two woke up really late this morning so whatever you two did must have been exhausting...' Éomer's face flushed again, he looked down at the table.
'I'm serious guys, not much...'
'Oh come on! You can't tell me that you two spent all night together in one bed, a one person bed at that, and that nothing happened!' Faramir exclaimed.
'I didn't say nothing... just not much, and certainly not the level of things you guys seem to suspect...'
'Well I sure hope that's true, Éomer,' Legolas said, absentmindedly stroking the bracelet, 'because Elvea is a princess of the highest stance possible. That means that honor is her most valuable possession. She's not supposed to-'
'Did you really think I didn't know that?' Éomer interrupted. 'Frankly I don't care about that. I love her, want to be with her. I don't care if I have to wait'
'So you never have any sexual thoughts about her, never have any fantasies involving her?' Legolas went on. Hello, over here! I really don't want to know! Plus I feel a serious fight coming up. If my sister would be here she'd probably be behind this somehow.
'No! I don't mind that she can't!'
'That wasn't my question'
'Look, Legolas. Maybe this is a bit hard for a guy like you to understand, but a guy and a girl can have a relationship without sex'
'Are you suggesting something?'
'No, I'm just insulted that you seem to think sex is the only reason why I'm interested in Elvy!'
'But it is one of the reasons. That's what you just said...'
'YES!!! NO!!! WHY ARE YOU SO EAGER ON THIS SUBJECT ANYWAY?!'
'I care about Elvea. To me it's as if she's my little sister,' -little sister? Sorry? I'm sooooooo much older than he is!- 'and I know, better than anyone else here, what kind of life she lives and what is expected of her. She was there when I really needed a friend...'
'She wasn't just there as a friend' Endomiel mumbled. I don't think anyone else heard though. Except maybe Legolas, since he sat next to her on her other side.
'...and she's been really helpful. I just don't want her to get hurt, that's all'
'And you're saying that I'm not a friend of yours?! Glad to know what you really think of me! I can't believe you really-'
'Shut up you two!' I interrupted Éomer and Legolas. 'I'm sick and tired of this nonsense! Why does it seem as if every time I enter the mess people start arguing about me?! Grow up!' I walked out of the mess, seriously annoyed. I went into the room, slammed the door and sat down on my bed. I was in a seriously murderous mood, ready to kill the first person that walked through the door. That first person happened to be Éomer...
I leaped up from the bed towards him, arms stretched out, ready to kill. My hands hit him against the chest, but instead of the resistance I had expected I caught him off guard and caused him to lose his balance. He fell backwards, and I, still at full speed from the leap, fell right on top of him. Ouch.
'Okay, this is not quite the welcome I'd expected' Éomer said with a dumb- stricken look on his face. I grinned. 'What?'
'You look like an idiot' I said.
'Thank you very much, I love you too'
'Of course you do! Everybody loves me!' I joked. 'Okay, so maybe not everybody...'
'Glorfindel...'
'Vebor...'
'The dwarves...'
'Endomiel...'
'Endomiel?'
'I think she still suspects something about me and Legolas... so silly...'
'Oh. Well, what I'm saying is...' Éomer said as he pulled my head down.
'PRINCESS AURË AND PRINCE ÉADIG, IN MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW!!!' Elrond's voice boomed through the speakers. Uh-oh... I guess the people in the mess weren't the only ones who could hear the speech... yep, dad's very mad at me. The microphone was linked with every speaker in school.
I pushed myself up from Éomer and held out my hand to help him up. He ignored it and got up by himself. 'Princesses shouldn't help others up' he said, 'they're not supposed to'
'I'm sorry, *Elrond*'
'Hey! It's just not done, okay'
'Since when do you care?'
'Shut up!' he took my hand and dragged me out of the room. Funny that guys always use the same tactics when they lose a fight, isn't it?
We walked out of the dormitory, to the staff section (which I know pretty well by now, thanks to a particular poncy Elf-git...), praying that dear Elrond wouldn't decapitate us right away. We entered his office, but it was empty. Where did he go? Maybe we would get away with it easily after all...
'So you two decided to show up anyway' we turned around. Elrond, face type thunderstorm. Forget about getting away easily. 'Sit' he commanded in a voice that left no room for arguing. We sat down in the two chairs that were placed in front of his desk. Elrond walked further into the room, followed by Mithrandir and Galadriel. The principal AND the student counselor? Uh-oh... 'IRRESPONSIBLE AND IMMATURE BEHAVIOR!!!' Elrond boomed with a volume that made me suspect the whole school would be able to enjoy his lecture with us. 'What in Eru's name made you think you can just act like that whenever you want?! I'm your year's supervisor and I'm supposed to see to it that you freshmen won't break down the school! And what do you two do?! MAKE A MESS OF IT ALL!!!'
'...not only that, but also...' twenty minutes gone and Elrond was still lecturing. Inner sigh. Elrond was pacing in front of us, in the meantime continuing to lecture. Behind him on the side of the desk sat Galadriel, watching Elrond with a smirk on her face. Gee, *someone* doesn't agree with Elrond... she turned her head to me and sent me a wink that said as much as "don't worry, he just has a bug up his ass, that's all". In a corner of the room stood Mithrandir, thoughtful look in his face, but somehow his face was still unreadable.
Myself, I was sitting up straight in the chair with a "guilty" look on my face, ever so often nodding my had as if agreeing with Elrond, and thus making it seem as if I was actually listening. Sideways I glanced at Éomer. He was sitting half turned to me, staring at me with this dreamy look on his face. I tried not to laugh. I couldn't entirely suppress a grin though.
'ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ANYTHING I'M SAYING?!!!' Elrond suddenly shouted at Éomer. He didn't respond, didn't even blink. In stead, he just kept staring. 'WELL, ARE YOU?!!!' Elrond yelled. Éomer turned his head to face him, confused look on his face.
'I'm sorry sir, did you say something?' he asked. He is so dead. I don't think I mentioned it yet, but during his lecture Elrond's face had turned incredibly red of anger. Right now you could deepen that shade of red a hundred times. His head seriously looked as if it was about to explode. Elrond exhaled loudly, and his face turned slightly less red. 'Dismissed' he hissed infuriately. Dismissed? That's it? Oh well...
Slowly Éomer and I stood up, silently wondering if it was some kind of trick. Nothing happened. We took some steps, still nothing happened. We left the office. Elrond's head exploded. Yeah, we wish! No, it didn't happen. Only in my imagination. I wish I had that power back. To make anything real that appears in my imagination if I want to, I mean. Éomer wrapped his arm around me from behind me and pulled me closer to him.
'I'm hungry' he whispered in my ear.
'So what's that got to do with me?' I replied dryly.
'Well, I was thinking about my favorite, Elvea and whipped cream, just like last night'
'That only happened in your dreams Éomer'
'Was worth a try...' *sigh* guys...
'You're such a perv'
'I'm a guy'
'That's no excuse!'
'Yes it is!'
'Is not!'
'Is too!'
'Is not!'
'Is too!'
'Is not!'
'Is too!'
'I'm hungry'
'Huh?'
'I said I'm hungry. Because of you and Legolas, oh and Elrond, I missed breakfast'
'Sorry'
'My stomach is still empty'
'We can still get breakfast...'
'Kitchen's closed, Éomer'
'So?' he replied. I sighed. Some people... he took my hand and we walked to the mess. When we came there, it was completely empty. Figures. Class had started twenty-five minutes ago. Éomer walked to the kitchen doors. I remained in the doorway of the mess, unsure whether to follow him or not. He turned around.
'Aren't you coming with me?'
'I uhm...'
'You were the hungry one. Come on!' he said. I didn't move. 'Do I have to carry you or something? Come here'
'Don't command me. I'm not your pet, nor a servant'
'I'm doing this for you, remember?' he walked back to me and lifted me up. 'You know, I'm starting to suspect that you're not just my girl because you're in love with me'
'Oh really?'
'Yes. I'm beginning to suspect that you just need someone to carry you around'
'And how lucky I am for finding someone too' I grinned. He smiled and shook his head.
'Silly Elf'
'I'm not silly!'
'You're pretty when you're angry'
'Put me down'
'Just a moment' Éomer walked into the kitchen, then put me down. 'There you go. Aren't I the perfect boyfriend? I always do what you tell me to' he grinned boyishly. Shoot me if I say it's sexy.
'Very funny Éomer, now let's go' I said. Instead of listening he went searching through the kitchen. 'Come on, let's get out of here before we get caught. I don't want another lecture from Elrond. One lecture in the morning is bad enough'
'Just a sec' he replied as he continued searching the shelves and opening drawers.
'Just forget about it okay? We're wasting time, come on!'
'May I ask what you are doing here in the first place?' someone behind me asked. See?! I knew this would happen!!! We turned around to face a kitchen employee with his arms folded over each other and one hell of an angry look on his face.
'Well, uhm, sir... you see, it's like this...' Éomer started to explain.
'The only thing I see, young man, is that you two are skipping class and are present at a place you shouldn't be at all. Now move it before I get one of my superiors!'
'But sir-'
'I said move!' the guy shouted. Without further comments we left the kitchen.
'That was close' Éomer sighed.
'Yeah, brilliant move Éomer. Now I still don't have anything in my stomach'
'Not yet...' he got something out of his pocket. A banana.
'Where did you get that?'
'The kitchen...' he grinned. 'You want it?'
'Of course you idiot'
'Now, now... I don't think that was nice at all. Say please'
'Please'
'Puppy eye me' he commanded. I made puppy eyes. 'Pout' I pouted. 'Damn it's not working Elvy. Try a kiss...'
'I'll get you for this blackmail, Éadig, I'll stalk you in your worst nightmares, I'll always be there when you sleep...' I tried to sound scary.
'Would you mind if I wrap my arm around you then?' he grinned. *sigh* Guys...
'Just give me the banana okay?'
'On your knees'
'Sadist'
'This banana suddenly seems so tasty... I think I'll just eat it myself...'
'Okay, okay... I take that back! Can I have it, please?' I made puppy eyes again and stepped closer to him. I looked up to meet his eyes. 'Please?' I leaned in to kiss him. He bent his head down. I snatched the banana from his hand and stepped back. 'You didn't think it'd actually work, now did you?'
'You'll never know if you don't try it...'
'And you just keep trying...'
'I have nothing better to do anyway'
'Oh thank you very much!'
'No, no! I didn't mean it like that, honest!'
'Yeah right'
'Just eat the stupid banana okay?'
'Whatever.' I took the peel off the banana and shoved it into Éomer's hands.
'What am I supposed to do with this?' he asked.
'Throw it away...' I replied dryly. Duh. I broke off a piece of the banana and put it in my mouth. Éomer watched me intently as I ate. When I had eaten about half of the banana, he asked one of those typical guy- questions.
'Aren't you supposed to just stick it into your mouth?' he asked.
'Why are you asking? I always eat bananas like this' I replied innocently.
'Oh, uhm... no reason... just wondering...' his face flushed. 'But it sure would look sex-' I shoved the rest of the banana in his face.
'Perv'
'I can't help it! You shouldn't eat things like those with a guy around!'
'You nicked that thing for me. You chose the type of food' I pointed out to him.
'Silence, Elf. Don't point out plot-holes in my master plan'
'You don't have a master plan Éomer'
'Silence Elf. Don't point out that I don't have a master plan'
'Mani'oio...'
'Huh? What?'
'Mani'oio. Whatever in Elvish'
'Oh. Sure. Whatever turns you on...' he responded. I smacked my forehead.
'Well anyway, we should get to class' I changed the subject.
'What, looking like this?'
'What about your looks?'
'Don't play stupid Elvy. The banana'
'Oh, the banana... I'll fix that...'
'As long as I don't end up with another butterfly on my face...' he mumbled. We walked to my room. I opened the door and stepped over random piles of junk owned by Endomiel. 'It really amazes me every time what a terrible mess this room is' Éomer stated.
'Oh no, Endomiel just cleaned it'
'She *cleaned* it? It looks like a bloody bomb fell on the place!'
'So?'
'If this is the way Elves clean then I pray for what'll happen to my face'
'Don't worry. It can't get worse anyway'
'I love you too'
'I know' I walked into the bathroom, grabbed a piece of cloth, made it wet and went back into the room. 'Close your eyes' I said to Éomer. He closed his eyes as I wiped the remains of the banana off his face. I put the piece of cloth with the rest of the laundry. 'We really have to get to class now'
'What class do we have anyway?'
'Archery' I looked at the clock. 'Or what's left of it' we walked to the gym, as we didn't need to get changed for archery. When we entered the gym, the whole class looked at us in amusement.
'You two should really behave more responsible...' Vebor imitated Elrond's voice. 'And listen to his lectures better' the class laughed. Something tells me they heard the lecture.
'Vebor, be quiet. I'd like to know where these two have been the past ten minutes, seeing as the lecture ended ten minutes ago...' Glorfindel said sharply.
'Well, uh... sir, you see, it's like this... I went up that stage because I was happy. Then Elvy attacked me and Elrond wasn't happy so he lectured us. After that we left, but Elvy hadn't had breakfast so we went to the kitchen but it was closed. So we went in anyway, but then this bloke sent us away and I nicked a banana, and Elvy was eating it but it got all over my face-'
'It got all over YOUR face? That's gonna be an interesting story...' Glorfindel remarked. 'Continue...'
'Well she shoved it in my face because she was sexy so we went to her room so she could wipe my face clean, but a bomb had fallen on it because Endomiel had cleaned it' Éomer rattled. 'And then I had to close my eyes and we went to class'
'That's the most interesting excuse I've ever heard in my entire carrier, my compliments. Well, because it's so original I'll let you get away with it this time, but next time if you're thirty-five minutes late you'll be in detention for an entire week. That goes for all of you' Glorfindel said. What, no detention? I must have heard wrongly...
'Honestly Éomer, you really don't think anyone believes a story like that, do you? I mean, even I can come up with a better excuse when I'm ten minutes late for making out somewhere' Faramir said to Éomer.
'Well you have to admit it was creative' Legolas said.
'Either way, he sounded like a retard' Faramir replied.
'Thank you very much guys, I feel so loved'
'Do you think his brain got damaged somehow? Like, by radiation from the microphone? As if we even like him!' Estel joked. We all started laughing. Except Éomer, he didn't look too happy with the remark. I wrapped my arm around him.
'Don't worry, I still love you' I said. He turned his head to me and smiled. I leaned in to kiss him. Who cares about a teacher around anyway? We started kissing.
'Oh for Eru's sake would those two just get a room?!' Boromir exclaimed.
'No Boromir, you don't get it, they're in a hurry' Estel commented.
'Exactly!' Boromir replied. Meanwhile we continued kissing. Éomer drew back.
'You know,' he said, 'the whole getting-a-room idea doesn't sound bad at all... how about if we...?'
'We're not gonna do that Éomer' I replied with a sigh. Trust any guy to take out all the romance of a relationship. Suddenly Éomer fell forward, right on top of me. Or actually, his face was right in-between my bre- OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD!!! This is so embarrassing!!!
'Looks like she's right Éomer, you're not getting a room. She wants you to start right here' Endomiel remarked. Everyone started laughing. Even before I could push Éomer off of me, Glorfindel already stood next to us.
'What's the meaning of this?' he asked. I pushed Éomer off.
'Nothing. We fell.' I said quickly.
'And you landed in that position?' he raised an eyebrow.
'Yes we did'
'It's true sir, we did. Somebody pushed me' Éomer joined in. Everyone smirked at us, in a way that said as much as "yeah sure".
'Somebody pushed you?' Glorfindel asked.
'Yes sir, someone pushed me' Éomer answered.
'Did anyone here push Prince Éadig and thus making him fall on top of Princess Aurë?' Glorfindel asked the class. Everyone shook his or her head innocently. Yeah, like they're gonna admit it if they did so. 'Well, then I have only one solution; Prince Éadig, I want an essay of a thousand words by tomorrow, on how you came to fall and how you ended in that position' Éomer opened his mouth to argue about it. 'No arguing, do it. Princess Aurë, you can come back this afternoon for a detention.' WHAT?! That's not fair! I didn't do anything wrong!
'But Glo- I mean, sir! I didn't-'
'You can explain what you did or didn't do to me this afternoon Princess' Glorfindel cut me off. 'Class, archery's over for today. Follow me to the stables'
'I was pushed, I swear!' Éomer told me for the ten millionth time as we walked to the stables.
'Yes Éomer, I know. I believe you'
'Good. Okay. Just to be sure' *sigh number Daddy Eru knows how many today...*
After going to the stables and listening to Glorfindel's seemingly endless yaddering on how to ride a horse properly, we had our first break. As usual, the group sat down on the lawn. I wasn't really hungry, so I just nested myself against Éomer's chest and closed my eyes. Ah yes, a boyfriend makes a good pillow indeed. Not like there's any other use for them anyway.
'You smell good' Éomer said at a certain point during the break.
'Hmmm?' I replied sleepily. I think it was the disease again, but I had no further problems with it at that time.
'You smell like... like hunny!'
'Hunny?'
'Yeah, like hunny. That's a good thing'
'Oh'
'I mean it. Hunny's sweet, and tasty... and it's gold just like your hair...'
'And it's sticky'
'Yes, and sticky... hey, wait! I didn't mean to say that!'
'Whatever'
'Anyway, you smell like hunny'
'I feel so complimented' I said sarcastically.
'Hey! I'm trying to give you a compliment here!'
'Well it's obviously not working, is it?'
'Oh by the light of the Silmarils! Why are you ALWAYS so much trouble?!'
'Oh, so I'm trouble?!' I shouted as I sat up straight.
'Yes! No! I mean-'
'I don't even want to hear it anymore'
'Elvy, listen! I was only saying that you smell like hunny!'
'Oh yeah?! Well you smell like... like... YOU SMELL LIKE HERBS!!!'
'Huh?'
'You heard me!'
'I don't get it. Herbs are good, right? I mean, they heal and all, and most of them smell good too...'
'Shut up!'
'Whatever' he shrugged.
'Don't you whatever me!'
'Whatever' he shrugged again.
'AAAAAAAAAARG!!! OH YOU STUPID IMBECIL OF A MORON!!! I AM SO GONNA KILL YOU!!!' I screamed outrageous. Then I kissed him.
'I thought you said you were gonna kill me?' he said.
'Kiss... kill... not much of a difference...'
'You know something?'
'What?'
'You taste like hunny too' Éomer grinned. I really was gonna kill him for that remark, but the grin stopped me. Damn I'm so defenseless against him when he does that. Anyone, help me! Wait a second... I don't want to be rescued from him! Alright, shoo! Get lost! I don't need a second knight in shining armor to save me.
Shortly after that, the break ended. With a sigh we got up and went to get our books, and then to class. First up was maths. Can anything be more boring that arranging a couple of numbers and letters so that it still doesn't make sense to anyone except your teacher? I don't think so. Even though Celeborn does his very best to make me get it, to me it will always be just a silly bunch of numbers, seemingly arranged at random.
After Maths, we had Quenya. It's so boring to have to learn a language you already speak. Elrond then gave us an unexpected test, to see if we paid enough attention during class and stuff. I got an A+ for the test. Well, what did you expect when they're still teaching you to say things like "Hello, how are you?" in your native tongue?! Anyway, we had a test and after that we had another break. We all walked outside and sat down on the lawn, as usual.
'So, what did you get for the test?' Éomer asked me as he leaned back against a tree. I lay back against his chest.
'An A+, and you?' I replied as I closed my eyes and listened to his heartbeat.
'I had a... you had an A+?!' he asked in disbelief.
'It's my native speech, remember?' I smiled.
'You know, intelligence really turns me on' I opened my eyes to see him grin. Even before I could reply, Endomiel replied to his words.
'You must have a terrible problem masturbating, then' she grinned triumphantly. Some of the guys spat out their drinks to this. I felt a smirk creeping onto my face.
'No, no, Endomiel, you have it all wrong!' Legolas said in a patronizing tone. 'As great as we are, a guy doesn't think of himself when doing such thing'
'Shut up Legolas you're ruining my funny moment'
'That's what the girlfriends are for, for the turn-on I mean' as Legolas grinned widely, Endomiel's grin faded and made place for a disgusted look, then was replaced for a sly smile.
'But I don't have to worry about you doing that, right?' she said.
'Seven steps of the fantasy, girl' he replied.
'What the hell does that mean?' she asked confused. I'd like to know too, to be honest.
'Every guy has his fantasies, right?' he started to explain. Several guys nodded in agreement. Éomer was one of them. I raised my eyebrow at him.
'What?!' he replied.
'Well, they come in steps' Legolas went on. 'Usually the first step is befriending the girl, and the second step is kissing her. Then the third step would be...'
'Okay, I get the idea' Endomiel sighed and rolled her eyes. Then her eyes widened in realization of something. 'Wait a minute... AND YOURS COUNTS SEVEN STEPS?!!!' she exclaimed.
'I, uh... just take smaller steps...' Legolas said with a reddened cheeks. The guys snickered and he glared at them. The rest of the break wasn't very interesting though. Éomer tried to convince me to eat something again, I refused. Since he kept nagging I kissed him to shut him up and, surprise, surprise, it worked. After the break we had Art class, and then Geology. Geology wasn't very interesting. In Art class we had to draw a flower with just a pencil, and make it look as lively as possible. Éomer drew a really nice one, then he gave it to me. So happy =) and then it was time for yet another break.
Éomer and I went to my room to get away from the others, seeing as they were continuously teasing us. Truly, some people just don't know when to stop. We started kissing, but Éomer was messing up my hair, so I stepped back and walked to my closet to get my hairbrush. As I picked it up, Éomer wrapped his arms around me from behind.
'Aníron lle' he whispered in my ear. For half a moment my heart stood still, then I realized what had been said. Total shock took over, and I dropped the bow I was holding. Glorfindel's lips brushed over my ear as he repeated the words. I pulled myself away and turned to face him, at a total loss of words. He looked at me; bright blue eyes wide open, silently questioning me what he'd done wrong. 'Elvy?' Éomer whispered. I blinked. I had dropped my hairbrush, and had torn myself from his grip. I had backed away from him, and had pressed myself against the door of the room. 'What's wrong, Elvy?'
I looked at him, opened my mouth to speak. Words seemed to be stuck in my throat, refusing to come out. He looked back at me, not knowing what to do, thoroughly confused. He stepped closer to me.
'Was it what I said, Elvy? Did I scare you? It was an impulse, I didn't mean to-'
'Glorfindel, I...' I fell silent, realizing what I'd just said. Éomer's eyes widened.
'Glorfindel? Elvy, what's going on?'
'It's not what you think Éomer!'
'How do you know what I'm thinking?'
'You're thinking that I cheated on you with him!'
'I wasn't thinking that! I just wondered why in Eru's name you'd say his name instead of mine! But now that you mention it, it sounds very likely...'
'Éomer, I...'
'Well? I'd like an explanation...'
'I...' how could I explain to him what I'd seen?
'I'm waiting...' he said, losing his patience and temper. I sank to the floor. 'I need you to explain Elvea. I need an explanation or I'm forced to believe that something's going on between you and him'
'There's nothing between me and him!' I shouted. Just the idea, eeew!!!
'Then why did you say his name?' his eyes were filled with pain. I wanted to explain everything to him, tell him everything, even who I really was, but I didn't know how...
'I...'
'I'm right, aren't I?'
'No!'
'Do you have any idea what this looks like, Elvea?' the second time that he didn't use the nickname, and it really hurt me. 'Do you even realize how hard it is to believe this?' I didn't answer and looked down. 'It starts making sense now. You have a relationship with a teacher. But because that isn't allowed, you try to keep it secret. To still be with him without getting suspicions, there are the detentions. Also, you danced with him at the party. THREE SONGS!!! Then the whole thing with Glorfindel last night, he was there just to make sure I didn't touch his girl in a way he doesn't like. Jealous Lover Syndrome! Just like this morning when I fell on top of you!'
'I HATE HIM!!!'
'It doesn't sound very believable...'
'You have to believe me...'
'He was flirting with you at the dance'
'This is ridiculous! It's not true, you and I both know it!'
'Isn't it?'
'I can't believe you don't trust me!'
'I trusted you. But this is just... it's just a little too suspicious...'
'Is that the way you feel about it?'
'I... Elvea, I want to believe you, but... I... but... do I even mean anything to you? Anything at all? Or am I just there to cover up for all the detentions, that it doesn't make people suspicious?'
'How can you say that? How can you even suspect me of doing that? Of using you? How can you even think it?! You know what? If you don't trust me, fine.'
'But Elvy...'
'Oh, so now it's Elvy again?'
'Elvea... Elvy... I...'
'You know something? This whole thing, this you-and-me thing I mean, it's not working. WHY DON'T WE JUST BREAK UP?!!!' I shouted hoarsely, holding back tears. I didn't want to lose him, but somehow this whole situation wasn't mine to control. It was as if I was some kind of actress, forced to say here lines, whether she likes them or not. He took a step towards me, and another one, and put me back on my feet. I pushed him away. The pain in his eyes faded and turned to anger. He pushed me aside and opened the door to leave. Holding the door, he turned to me.
'You're right. WHY DON'T WE JUST BREAK UP?!!!' he screamed. We started kissing like there was no tomorrow. We stumbled back into the room and fell onto one of the beds. 'I'm sorry for being so stupid' he whispered in- between kisses.
'It's okay' I replied. We continued kissing.
'OH MY GOD!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!!!' Arwen screamed as she walked into the room.
'We're breaking up, can't you see?' Éomer said as he turned his head to face her for a moment. Then we resumed kissing.
'Riiiiiiiight...' Arwen replied. 'Come on guys, we'll just leave these two alone to... well, continue whatever activity they were planning on doing' I turned my face a bit to see who she was talking to. I could see her, Estel, and some others (I think maybe Legolas and Endomiel, but I'm not sure) leave the room, or got shoved aside. She closed the door behind her. A kiss in my neck pulled my attention back to Éomer.
'Don't do that' I giggled.
'Why not?'
'We're breaking up, remember?'
'Oh, right. Ah hell, skip that part. Let's kiss and make up'
'We just kissed'
'So?' he grinned.
'You're hopeless'
'I know' he grinned. I messed up his hair for good sport. 'Hey, stop that!'
'No'
'Do I have to tickle you?'
'NO!' my eyes widened. Not the tickling! He bent his head down.
'Then stay away from the hair'
'Blackmail! My boyfriend is blackmailing me!' I laughed. We spent the rest of the break in our room, without further interruptions, then went to class. It was a new class, Physics, taught by an Elf named Eledhwen. I wonder if her parents had trouble coming up with her name...?
'Hello class, I'm Eledhwen Tarelda, but I believe it is a custom here to use only the first name. I'll try to remember all your names the best I can, and I hope this will be a pleasant year' she said, then went over the list of names once and started telling about Physics in general, and what we could expect this year. All in all another boring class, and thank goodness also the last of the day.
After class I walked to the staff section for my detention. To my surprise, Glorfindel wasn't in his office, and he had left a note, apologizing for not being there. It said that he had an important meeting and that he couldn't come, and that Éomer and I were lucky and didn't have to do our assignments. Yay! Signed, Glorfindel Cúthalion. Who the hell gave him the name Cúthalion? Someone who found him resembling Beleg Cúthalion, apparently. Anyway, I left the building and found Éomer sitting on the lawn, writing something. I looked over his shoulder, found out that it was the essay, picked it up and tore it to pieces.
'Good news, Éadig. We don't have to do our assignment. Glorfindel left a note.' I said.
'Thanks for telling me, Aurë' he replied. I stuck out my tongue for no reason at all. 'I'll get you for that, you'd better run for it!' he jumped up, and I ran towards the dormitory. As I opened the door and fled inside, I could hear people whispering to each other, it sounded as if something was going on. Two familiar voices, belonging to Legolas and Endomiel. Éomer slowed down and followed me as I entered the hallway to see what was wrong.
'I just want to know, Endy...' Legolas whispered. Éomer opened his mouth to ask something, but I gestured for him to be quiet.
'It's just not working Leg! You're too... too... pushy! YOU'RE THE KING OF ALL PERVES!!!' Endomiel shouted. Legolas looked really hurt at that.
'Is that it?' he whispered hoarsely.
'And that bracelet! Why don't you just take it off? It's only a gift from Elvea anyway, it has no special value, right? Right?!' she asked, then saw Éomer and me. 'Speaking of the devil...'
'Endomiel, is there anything I can... can I help out here?' I asked, moving towards her.
'Get lost, Elvea! You've done enough damage!' she hissed.
'You don't have to take your anger out on her' Legolas defended me.
'See what I mean?! You're doing it again! Defending the poor princess! She gave you a bracelet! What's next Legolas, A RING?!!!' Endomiel screamed. 'WHY DON'T YOU JUST RUN OFF WITH HER AND GET MARRIED?!!!'
'FINE! I JUST MIGHT DO THAT!!!' he screamed back.
'Minor detail: MY girlfriend' Éomer interfered.
'Stay out of it, Éomer' Legolas said as he shortly glanced at him. He turned his attention back to Endomiel. Both of them were standing in the doorway of their rooms. I moved to leave the hallway, knowing that I was only a hinder now. Éomer followed. 'Is that why you can't say it? Is that your reason to not say the words, Endy?' I heard Legolas whisper. I stopped, but didn't turn around. Endomiel didn't reply. 'Why can't you just say it?' I turned around, looked at Endomiel.
She was biting her lip, arguing with herself over something, and she looked as if she was about to cry. I wanted to help her, but she had made it clear that she didn't want my help. Legolas had walked over to her, was now standing in front of her, looking sad and silently begging for an answer. A minute passed, and still she didn't reply. I turned away again and resumed walking. I opened the door of the hallway, about to leave, when suddenly, she responded to Legolas' words.
'I HATE YOU!!!' she screamed. I spun around in shock-amazement.
'FINE!!! IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN HAVE IT!!!' Legolas screamed back at her and slammed the door in her face. He looked at us for a moment, then looked away. Once again I turned around, and I left the hallway.
'Man that was one hell of a fight' Éomer stated.
'You can say that again'
'Good thing we never fight like that'
'Indeed'
'Do you think they're gonna break up?'
'I think they just broke up' I said as I sat down on the lawn, next to Arwen who was already sitting there with Estel and the others.
'Who broke up with whom?' she asked.
'Endomiel and Legolas' Éomer answered as he sat down at my other side.
'Really?! When?!' Éowyn asked.
'About half a minute ago' I answered.
'How do you know that?' Faramir asked.
'She shouted "I hate you" at him. Pretty obvious...'
'Ouch...' Frodo said.
'Looks like love's not easy on them...' Arwen said.
'They'll be okay. I'm sure they're just fine tomorrow. That's how it usually goes with them' Boromir stated matter-of-factly.
'I wouldn't be too sure Boromir. It sounded pretty bad' Éomer said.
'Oh'
'How intelligent you sound when doing that, bro' Faramir teased his brother.
'I know. I'm brilliant' Boromir replied. All of us suddenly started coughing like maniacs. 'Thanks guys'
'You're welcome...' Estel grinned. Teasing each other like that, time flew by. An hour gone in a couple of minutes. Then Legolas sat down with us, smiling happily.
'Hey guys' he said. We all greeted him as he sat down in-between Éowyn and Boromir. 'Nice dress, Éowyn'
'Uh, yeah, uh... thanks Legolas... I guess...' she replied.
'It matches with your eyes' Legolas went on. 'Only your eyes are more beautiful...' what do you mean, flirting?! He moved closer to her.
'Back off, Casanova!' Faramir said to Legolas.
'Like you care, Faramir'
'Guys... chill, okay?' Estel interrupted them.
'He started it' Faramir glared at Legolas. I sighed. There you go thinking that at 16(00) they'd grown out of such childish things...
'Sure Faramir, I started it. And you're a saint!' Legolas replied.
'Yes'
'Oh really? Well then I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell Éowyn about-'
'You wouldn't!'
'Wouldn't I?'
'Would you two just quit it?!' Estel interrupted for the second time.
'Hey, I didn't start it...' Legolas said defensively.
'Neither of you di- was that a raindrop on my nose?' Estel said.
'How should we know what landed on your nose?!' Boromir exclaimed. Before Estel could reply to that, it started raining as if every sea of this world was falling from the sky at this very moment. We all ran into the dormitory, but couldn't prevent from getting pretty wet. I opened the door to my room to put on something else. I screamed as I saw what had happened to my part of the room.
'Elvy, what's wrong?!' Éomer asked as he came rushing over from his own room, fresh shirt only half put on. Charming. Although the state of dress he was in distracted me for a moment, I soon got back to ice-cold reality. I pointed into the room, to what once had been my bed.
The bed, or actually the loose pieces of wood that had once been my bed, and the various pieces of bed-sheet were neatly piled into a heap in my corner of the room. The walls in the corner had been painted under with various insults, of which "DIE BITCH!!! DIE!!!" was the only nice one, and the only one I'm willing to write down. The rest of the "surprises" I'm not even going to mention, I don't want to be reminded of them.
'There's a... there's a uhm... there's a note on your be- on the pile' Éomer sought for words. Still in shock I walked to the pile and picked up the note. Here's the note:
*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*
So, what do you think of my surprise? Do you like it? I hope so, I worked hard on it, you little slut. Of course a filthy whore like you doesn't deserve a gift of any kind, but still, this seems fitting. Enjoy.
Oh, right. You want to know why. Don't go all melodramatic "Why? Why?" on me, will you? You didn't really expect you could simply get away with stealing him from me, now did you? Don't think nobody saw the two of you last Valanya, because I did. And that was just one of the two you were with that day! Little stinking slut. Petty thief of affection. May you choke on the love you stole.
*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*
It didn't make sense to me. Who would do something like this? In a school like this?! I looked around the room. The window was closed, and the door had been locked, I had unlocked it myself just moments ago. Then it had to be one of my roomies. But who? The two guys the person had mentioned, Boromir and Éomer. It had to be them. But that didn't make sense. Boromir and I just talked things out. And with Éomer I simply didn't get the chance...
It couldn't be Arwen. She was gonna marry Estel, had no room in her heart for another guy. Besides, she's my cousin (okay, only very distant, but still...) and she's not the type to do a crazy thing like this... Nor could it be Éowyn. One of the guys was her brother, and she already had Faramir. It wasn't Rosie either, that's for sure. She has Sam, and I don't see her falling for a guy twice her height either... Elanor is head over heels for Glorfindel, so she's out of the picture too, leaving only room for... Endomiel. But that didn't make sense either. Sure, she hated me, and suspected me of being with Legolas, but everyone knows that's total nonsense. But she had been alone in the room for a while... So she had a motive. But Legolas wasn't one of the guys referred to, I hadn't even been *near* him last Valanya. Who did it?
'Elvy?' Éomer's voice disturbed my thoughts. 'Are you ok?'
'Uh, yeah... I'm fine... I guess...'
'Let's get Elrond. He'll know what to do' Éomer proposed. Leaving the room, I could see numerous people trying to get a peak into the room, curious on what had happened, no doubt. We didn't have to search long for Elrond. In fact, he was already on his was to the room, having heard rumors. Quickly we explained the situation and he went into the room to have a look. He came out again almost directly, the look on his face saying that he had seen more than enough.
'Well, I can't promise anything, but I will see to it that everyone will do their very best in finding out what sick mind did this. Do you have any idea who it could've been?' Elrond asked. I bit my lip. Should I say Endomiel? I wasn't sure if... 'Remember, you're not ACCUSING anyone, just giving possibilities...' Elrond said as if he had read my mind.
'Well, the window was closed, and the door locked, so unless someone has managed to get a spare key or something, it was one of my roomies...' I answered.
'That is very ill news. Let's hope that it's not a roomy. That would be most tragic... well, I'm gonna get someone to clean up the mess now, so let me know if you find out any news' Elrond said.
'Will I be able to sleep in my own bed tonight?' I asked.
'I wouldn't count on it, princess. We'll have to arrange something. Perhaps- '
'She can spend the night in my room!' Éomer suddenly exclaimed in a bright moment. I nudged him. 'What?! Always look on the bright side of life, right? And take the gifts that are given to you!' he replied. Elrond smiled.
'I'll go find a supervisor then, along with someone to investigate and to clean up and... dear heavens, I really must be off now!' before we could ask another question, he was gone.
'Looks like Lady Luck is smiling at us. Two nights in a row, not bad...' Éomer grinned. I sighed.
'Do you ever think of anything else?'
'Well...' his grin widened.
'DON'T ANSWER THAT!!!'
'Sort out your priorities girl... honestly. First you ask a question, then you don't want the answer... and it's becoming a habit too!' he smiled whilst shaking his head.
'Ugh. Fine. I will. As soon as you stop telling me what to do'
'Hey, you need someone to look after you...'
'Well in that case I'll go find someone *older* than I am. I mean, what use have I for someone nearly 1600 years younger than myself?' I stuck out my tongue to him.
'Is that an invitation?' he moved to kiss me.
'Who said I never get my questions answered?' I wrestled myself out of his arms and walked to the mess. I got a plate of food and sat down at a table in a corner, far away from the rest of the people. I didn't really feel like talking to anyone right now, seeing as they'd probably only want to talk to me about one thing. I took three bites of my food, then realized I couldn't get a single bite through my throat and left the mess. I went outside to sit down on the lawn somewhere, but it was still raining so I went back in right away. I sighed. What to do now? I walked to my room, where several special staff-members were now busy.
'Sorry, but no one's allowed in, unless this room's yours. Go find something better to do' one of the elves said, obviously annoyed. Probably because I was person number I-don't-even-want-to-know how many to stop by.
'I'm sorry sir, I just want to know if any of my other belongings are damaged' I replied cautiously.
'Oh, you're the victim. Well, come in' he answered. Victim. Great. Make me feel even worse. I entered the room. 'Well, your bed is beyond hope, so are the clothes that were on it. But that was only a t-shirt or something, if I remember correctly'
'My nightgown'
'Right. Well, most of your wardrobe is still in one piece, except for this one blue dress, there wasn't much left of it. Torn to pieces, if you catch my drift...'
'Was it... was it a dark blue or a light blue dress?'
'Light. Somewhere in-between sky blue and baby blue. Seemed to have had a wide skirt. But if you want details, ask him' he waved vaguely in the direction of another Elf.
'Uhm, no, uhm... no. Thank you. That won't be necessary. I just need some things, then I'll uhm... I'll be off again' I stammered. The Elf nodded and went back to work. My favorite dress the only one to get ruined... it must be someone I know, then. I walked to my, now "creatively decorated", closet and took out some things, i.e. a towel, a nightgown and something to wear tomorrow. I took my shampoo and other belongings out of the bathroom and walked to the room across the hallway. I knocked on the door. Well, "knocked".
'Door's open' came the response from the inside. I opened the door with my elbow and walked in. 'Elvea!' Legolas said in surprise. 'What are you doing here?!'
'Oh, you know about the little incident in my room right? Well, I'm staying here tonight'
'Lucky Éomer' he winked at me.
'Shut up and be so kind as to help me with this' I nodded to the huge pile in my hands.
'Geez, I thought you said spending one night here, not moving in!' he took some of the items from the pile. 'Nice dress' he commented on my knee-long nightgown.
'It's my sleeping-garment, you idiot'
'That's what I said. Nice' *sigh*
'So where do I put these?'
'Oh, you can put them on the desk'
'Where? In-between the laundry or on top of the- what is it anyway?'
'On second thought, this chair will do fine' he pulled out a chair from underneath the desk. I walked to the chair to put my stuff down even as someone else opened the door.
'Hey Legolas have you seen... I suppose asking if you've seen Elvea would be a stupid question...' Éomer said. I put my belongings on the chair, careful as to make sure that nothing would simply fall off.
'Him again' I said.
'Her again' he replied.
'Did I miss anything?' Legolas asked.
'No' Éomer and I said in unison.
'Okaaaay...' Legolas said, looking at us as if we'd just said something weird, then simply left the room. I turned to Éomer.
'Do you understand the guy?' I asked. He shook his head.
'Do you?'
'I don't think I ever will...' I sighed again.
'Something wrong?'
'Just tired, that's all...'
'It's half past nine! How can you be tired?'
'Little sleep, tiring day, even more tiring boyfriend...'
'Oh thank you very much!'
'You're welcome anytime'
'Bloody sadist'
'Silly boyfriend'
'Tease'
'Guy'
'What do you mean, "guy"?! Is that some kind of insult?!'
'Duh'
'I always feel so loved around you'
'Then I must be doing something terribly wrong...' I grinned.
'I just remembered something...'
'Shock and amaze me'
'I still need to tickle you to death!' he said as he attacked my sides. I tried to step away, but he was faster and wrapped his arms around me. 'Gotcha'
'What about tickling me to death?'
'Yeah, yeah... later...' we started kissing. (Is it just me or are we doing that a lot today?) Not long though, only an hour or so, because then the Hobbits and Legolas walked in.
'Are we interrupting anything?' Sam asked.
'Don't worry. We have plenty of time to catch up tonight' Éomer grinned.
'I doubt it young man' Glorfindel said as he entered the room. Oh no! Not him again! Please, anyone but him! Father, spare me! No? Ugh. Fine then. Continue your lessons on how I should not hate him. Just don't blame me when I get so annoyed that I kill him. 'Now get changed everyone and go to sleep. Lord Elrond wishes for the princess to get a good night sleep' I picked up some things from the pile and walked into the bathroom. Quickly I got changed and brushed my teeth, then left the bathroom again, placing my stuff back on the pile as the guys went into the bathroom. 'I'm sorry to hear about what happened' Glorfindel said to me.
'Sure you are'
'No, I mean it...'
'Whatever'
'Is there any way that I can stop this endless arguing between us?'
'How about you drop dead?' I said dryly.
'Is that your final answer?'
'Is ice frozen water?'
'I'm only trying to make this whole thing between you and me better you know'
'Well it's obviously not working'
'It would save us both a lot of trouble. Not the mention the time you could spend with Éomer instead of me because you don't get daily detentions anymore' he sighed. Stupid- he does have a point...
'Whatever. I'll consider it' I answered. That's when the guys came back out of the bathroom. That was fast...
'Alright then children, off to bed' Glorfindel said. Excuse me?! Children?! As if he's all that old himself. Not more than 400 years older than I am, if not less. And that's only the years that I've been in *this* body. In truth, I'm older than everybody in this silly world. Hell, I'm older than this silly world itself.
Éomer let himself fall backwards onto his bed. I stared at him. Man he looks good! Does he always sleep in just his boxers? Don't stare, it's rude! But it looks so good... don't stare. Don't stare. Don't forget to breathe. Good girl. That's it. Keep breathing... stop staring!!! I said: don't stare! Thank goodness it's not his birthday suit. Although... stop it, you perv! You're just as bad as he is! Hey, being bad can be a good thing right? STOP STARING!!!
'Princess, is something wrong?' Glorfindel asked.
'Hmmm, what? Oh, uh, no! Of course not! There's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine. Perfectly good. Nothing bad at all, no sir. No pervy thoughts, absolutely none. I'm alright. In the good sense of the word. Is there even a bad sense of the word? Hmmm? Oh right! Off to bed!' I answered. Glorfindel raised his eyebrow.
'Are you sure?'
'As sure as can be. Absolutely sure. 100% positive. No doubts at all. Perfectly fine. Absolutely not confused. Not one single bit. And no pervy thoughts, of course' I lay down next to Éomer. Glorfindel switched off the lights.
'And keep it quiet this time'
'Yes sir' Éomer replied. 'Stupid git' he muttered under his breath.
'I heard that'
'I don't care'
'Quiet you'
'Whatever' he wrapped his arm around me. 'Goodnight Elvy'
'Goodnight' I said. Moments later, I could hear the soft, shallow breathing next to me. And he wasn't tired. Sure. Silly mortals. Really, sometimes... just about then I drifted off into Elven sleep. In the dream realm, I came across the strange Elf again, Melandune.
'I heard what happened' she said.
'Like all others'
'I guess so... do you know who did it?'
'No. Do you?'
'I have suspicions... just remember one thing: it's not always the person who's most likely to have done it. In fact, it's usually the person that you least suspect...' she vanished. Okay, so it was some sort of hint. But I still have no idea. That's when I woke up. I looked around. Glorfindel looked up from the book he was reading.
'Already awake?'
'I guess so...'
'It's 6.30... maybe you should get some more sleep...'
'I don't think I can sleep any longer'
'Who can't do what any longer?' Éomer asked as he woke up.
'I can't sleep anymore'
'Oh. Well, I'm awake now, so if you don't mind, I'm gonna hit the shower'
'Sure, go ahead' he got up and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. He's still there now, but he just turned the water off. I guess I'll be getting up too then...
Kisses, Elvy.
E/N: Phew, that's done, finally. Took me ages, sorry about that. Well, as usual reviews are welcome blablabla. By the way, we still need more characters, so send me the first and last name, species and gender and I'll put the character in. Okay, thanks!
Love, peace and a paperclip
-xxx- Elvy
To Telpenaurel Manbelth (did I spell it right?): Vla is a milk-product, half liquid. Just put it in the line of milk-vla-custard-pudding (some puddings are milk-based), then you'll know. Does this answer your question?
Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing. Nada. Niente. Niets. Niks. Niechts. Absolutely nothing besides Elvea. So there. =P
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Chapter 13 - Reasons why you should not let Éomer openly declare that you and he are having a relationship
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Day sixteen, the 22nd of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Isilya, the 43rd of Yávië (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Today was, if possible the strangest day ever. Well since I arrived here in Imladris anyway. After I woke up next to Éomer, I looked on the alarm clock next to Éowyn's bed. 8 o'clock. Oops... but I was happy anyway. Today was my two-day anniversary with Éomer. Yay! What?! Two days is a long time for us. It should be in the Imladris book of Records. Anyway, as I was saying, I woke up happy. Really happy. Really really happy. Really really really happy. Really really really really happy. Really really really really really- okay, you get the point.
'We should be getting dressed, or we'll be late' I said to Éomer.
'What are you waiting for then?' he replied as he put on his clothes.
'You'
'I'm here'
'Very funny. Move it' I walked to the closet and picked out a gown, then I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. Quickly I got changed into the blue-green gown I had picked. I picked up my ring from the bathroom shelf and put it on. I turned invisible right away. No wait, that's a different story. Hey have I told you about that time yet when I found the engagement ring of my twin sister? (The Goddess of Evil, remember?)
Anyway, it was a couple of thousand years ago, when I still lived in the Heavens with daddy Eru. I was up there *trying* to do a good job doing good things, but *someone* *cough*Raukotári*cough* was ruining almost all of my efforts. Of course it didn't help that she was in a... lustingship with some stupid Dark Lord *cough*Sauron*cough*. Well anyway, somewhere during that... lustingship he proposed to her. She told him to "make her something of great evil". A little while later he returned with this big badass engagement ring *cough*the One Ring*cough*, that held the power to take control over all of Middle-earth.
During one of their "meaningful moments" after the engagement was settled, I mysteriously found the Ring between my sheets. Why those little dirty- never mind. Then, a plan of revenge started taking shape in my mind. I put a spell on the Ring, so that it would always fall into the right hands and would eventually be destroyed. Have been waiting over an age for that to happen now...
Anyway, I put that spell on the Ring and returned it to my sis. She took it without questioning. She's not the brightest crayon in the box, you see. It wasn't that much later (1000 years or so) when some mortal guy *cough*Isildur*cough* (no I don't have smoker's cough!) cut it off her finger. The idiot didn't destroy it though, but lost it and got killed in stead. The stupid tacky gold Ring still hasn't been found. Ah well. So that's the story about my sis, Sauron and their silly Diabolical Ring of Doom (tm). Don't believe anyone would ever pay serious attention to a silly item like that.
Back to today. I had put on my gown and my ring and got out of the bathroom. I got my box of jewelry and took out the circlet. All because a certain poncy elf-git whose name I'm not going to mention threatened to inform my grandfather about me not wearing it otherwise. Stupid Glorfindel. I put it on and made sure part of my hair fell over it so that it wouldn't be noticed too soon.
'What's that?' Éomer asked.
'It's a circlet, smartass'
'I figured that part out. Why are you wearing it?'
'Because I'm descendant of Ingwë blabla and I'm supposed to be wearing it at all times'
'It matches with your eyes' Éomer said as he touched the emerald of the circlet, which hung right in-between my eyebrows. 'But your eyes are prettier' he let his finger run down from the emerald over my nose, over my lips and then his hand found my chin. He tilted my head up towards his. Typical guy move. Ah heck, like I care. We kissed for a moment, then left the room to get breakfast.
'Congratulations!' I said as we walked through the hallway.
'With what?' Éomer halted.
'With our two-day anniversary!' he smiled and shook his head.
'Silly girl'
'I'm not silly! Besides, two days is a huge achievement for a couple like us...'
'True...' a grin crept up his face. Something tells me I'm about to end up in some seriously weird situation. 'Two days is a lot for us indeed. It should be celebrated' he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I knew he was gonna do something stupid! In the middle of a hallway! WTM?! Hallway?! The idiot! I drew back.
'You moron! We're in the middle of a h-' he kissed me again. Idiot. Stupid guy. Moron. Guy. All the same, really. Hey this is actually kinda good... why was I complaining again? This time he was the first to draw back. 'We should celebrate this big' he said. 'It's a very important day after all' he grinned again. He's sexy when he does that. I think I already mentioned that once. Ah whatever. I'll just mention it again. He's sexy when he does that. Suddenly he lifted me up and started carrying me to the mess.
'Hey! Put me down! I can walk by myself you know!' I protested.
'I know you can' he replied dryly as he continued walking. I ruffled with my fists on his chest to get him to put me down. Of course it didn't work. He's a guy. He'll just laugh and ignore it. You know, sometimes I really wonder why daddy Eru created guys... We entered the mess. Some people frowned at us. Great. He just ruined the whole 'secret' part of our secret relationship. But the worst part was yet to come. He didn't put me down either. In stead he started walking to the back of the mess. There's a stage in the back of the mess. There's a microphone on that stage. I have a bad feeling about this. I told you it means trouble when he grins! But it's still sexy. I really have to stop saying that.
He stepped onto the stage and walked to the microphone. I prayed that the thing wouldn't work. Finally he put me down. I tried to sneak away. He took my hand and pulled me back to him. Drat. He took the microphone from its standard. I begged my father not to let the thing work. But when he's mad at me, he knows no mercy. The thing *did* work.
'May I have your attention for a moment?' Éomer asked. All faces turned to us. 'Thank you. I have an important announcement to make' he paused for a moment. 'I want to tell everybody that from now on the prettiest girl in school is taken. By me. And uhm... she's standing right next to me. Elvea, I love you' he said, then he kissed me right there on stage. So much for secrecy.
The people in the mess cheered, whistled and applauded for us. Then Éomer drew back and we stepped down from the stage. Finally the people turned back to their own business. We walked to the table where the others sat. I sat down next to Boromir, and Éomer sat down on my other side. He put his arm around my shoulder and kissed me on my cheek. Okay... cut the sticky stuff... everybody congratulated us. Everybody, except Boromir. Éomer gave me a second kiss on the cheek. Boromir stood up and left the table. Endomiel, who was sitting next to him, glared at me as if she held me responsible for Boromir's behavior.
'So... back together huh?' Pippin said. We nodded.
'Was about time too... I started to fear I'd have to lend a hand' Arwen added.
'We feared that too' Éomer joked.
'So... Éomer. What in Eru's name happened last night that got you two back together? I mean, we heard, well let's call it "sounds" from your part of the room, Éowyn was annoyed, Glorfindel was even more annoyed... what on earth happened in that bed last night?' Endomiel grinned. Our faces flushed.
'Well, uhm... to be honest, uhm...' he stuttered, 'not much, actually.' Éowyn snickered.
'Yeah right' she said.
'Come on, give us the story' Estel nagged. 'We all know about the "sounds", then we have Éowyn and Glorfindel as special witnesses, you two woke up really late this morning so whatever you two did must have been exhausting...' Éomer's face flushed again, he looked down at the table.
'I'm serious guys, not much...'
'Oh come on! You can't tell me that you two spent all night together in one bed, a one person bed at that, and that nothing happened!' Faramir exclaimed.
'I didn't say nothing... just not much, and certainly not the level of things you guys seem to suspect...'
'Well I sure hope that's true, Éomer,' Legolas said, absentmindedly stroking the bracelet, 'because Elvea is a princess of the highest stance possible. That means that honor is her most valuable possession. She's not supposed to-'
'Did you really think I didn't know that?' Éomer interrupted. 'Frankly I don't care about that. I love her, want to be with her. I don't care if I have to wait'
'So you never have any sexual thoughts about her, never have any fantasies involving her?' Legolas went on. Hello, over here! I really don't want to know! Plus I feel a serious fight coming up. If my sister would be here she'd probably be behind this somehow.
'No! I don't mind that she can't!'
'That wasn't my question'
'Look, Legolas. Maybe this is a bit hard for a guy like you to understand, but a guy and a girl can have a relationship without sex'
'Are you suggesting something?'
'No, I'm just insulted that you seem to think sex is the only reason why I'm interested in Elvy!'
'But it is one of the reasons. That's what you just said...'
'YES!!! NO!!! WHY ARE YOU SO EAGER ON THIS SUBJECT ANYWAY?!'
'I care about Elvea. To me it's as if she's my little sister,' -little sister? Sorry? I'm sooooooo much older than he is!- 'and I know, better than anyone else here, what kind of life she lives and what is expected of her. She was there when I really needed a friend...'
'She wasn't just there as a friend' Endomiel mumbled. I don't think anyone else heard though. Except maybe Legolas, since he sat next to her on her other side.
'...and she's been really helpful. I just don't want her to get hurt, that's all'
'And you're saying that I'm not a friend of yours?! Glad to know what you really think of me! I can't believe you really-'
'Shut up you two!' I interrupted Éomer and Legolas. 'I'm sick and tired of this nonsense! Why does it seem as if every time I enter the mess people start arguing about me?! Grow up!' I walked out of the mess, seriously annoyed. I went into the room, slammed the door and sat down on my bed. I was in a seriously murderous mood, ready to kill the first person that walked through the door. That first person happened to be Éomer...
I leaped up from the bed towards him, arms stretched out, ready to kill. My hands hit him against the chest, but instead of the resistance I had expected I caught him off guard and caused him to lose his balance. He fell backwards, and I, still at full speed from the leap, fell right on top of him. Ouch.
'Okay, this is not quite the welcome I'd expected' Éomer said with a dumb- stricken look on his face. I grinned. 'What?'
'You look like an idiot' I said.
'Thank you very much, I love you too'
'Of course you do! Everybody loves me!' I joked. 'Okay, so maybe not everybody...'
'Glorfindel...'
'Vebor...'
'The dwarves...'
'Endomiel...'
'Endomiel?'
'I think she still suspects something about me and Legolas... so silly...'
'Oh. Well, what I'm saying is...' Éomer said as he pulled my head down.
'PRINCESS AURË AND PRINCE ÉADIG, IN MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW!!!' Elrond's voice boomed through the speakers. Uh-oh... I guess the people in the mess weren't the only ones who could hear the speech... yep, dad's very mad at me. The microphone was linked with every speaker in school.
I pushed myself up from Éomer and held out my hand to help him up. He ignored it and got up by himself. 'Princesses shouldn't help others up' he said, 'they're not supposed to'
'I'm sorry, *Elrond*'
'Hey! It's just not done, okay'
'Since when do you care?'
'Shut up!' he took my hand and dragged me out of the room. Funny that guys always use the same tactics when they lose a fight, isn't it?
We walked out of the dormitory, to the staff section (which I know pretty well by now, thanks to a particular poncy Elf-git...), praying that dear Elrond wouldn't decapitate us right away. We entered his office, but it was empty. Where did he go? Maybe we would get away with it easily after all...
'So you two decided to show up anyway' we turned around. Elrond, face type thunderstorm. Forget about getting away easily. 'Sit' he commanded in a voice that left no room for arguing. We sat down in the two chairs that were placed in front of his desk. Elrond walked further into the room, followed by Mithrandir and Galadriel. The principal AND the student counselor? Uh-oh... 'IRRESPONSIBLE AND IMMATURE BEHAVIOR!!!' Elrond boomed with a volume that made me suspect the whole school would be able to enjoy his lecture with us. 'What in Eru's name made you think you can just act like that whenever you want?! I'm your year's supervisor and I'm supposed to see to it that you freshmen won't break down the school! And what do you two do?! MAKE A MESS OF IT ALL!!!'
'...not only that, but also...' twenty minutes gone and Elrond was still lecturing. Inner sigh. Elrond was pacing in front of us, in the meantime continuing to lecture. Behind him on the side of the desk sat Galadriel, watching Elrond with a smirk on her face. Gee, *someone* doesn't agree with Elrond... she turned her head to me and sent me a wink that said as much as "don't worry, he just has a bug up his ass, that's all". In a corner of the room stood Mithrandir, thoughtful look in his face, but somehow his face was still unreadable.
Myself, I was sitting up straight in the chair with a "guilty" look on my face, ever so often nodding my had as if agreeing with Elrond, and thus making it seem as if I was actually listening. Sideways I glanced at Éomer. He was sitting half turned to me, staring at me with this dreamy look on his face. I tried not to laugh. I couldn't entirely suppress a grin though.
'ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ANYTHING I'M SAYING?!!!' Elrond suddenly shouted at Éomer. He didn't respond, didn't even blink. In stead, he just kept staring. 'WELL, ARE YOU?!!!' Elrond yelled. Éomer turned his head to face him, confused look on his face.
'I'm sorry sir, did you say something?' he asked. He is so dead. I don't think I mentioned it yet, but during his lecture Elrond's face had turned incredibly red of anger. Right now you could deepen that shade of red a hundred times. His head seriously looked as if it was about to explode. Elrond exhaled loudly, and his face turned slightly less red. 'Dismissed' he hissed infuriately. Dismissed? That's it? Oh well...
Slowly Éomer and I stood up, silently wondering if it was some kind of trick. Nothing happened. We took some steps, still nothing happened. We left the office. Elrond's head exploded. Yeah, we wish! No, it didn't happen. Only in my imagination. I wish I had that power back. To make anything real that appears in my imagination if I want to, I mean. Éomer wrapped his arm around me from behind me and pulled me closer to him.
'I'm hungry' he whispered in my ear.
'So what's that got to do with me?' I replied dryly.
'Well, I was thinking about my favorite, Elvea and whipped cream, just like last night'
'That only happened in your dreams Éomer'
'Was worth a try...' *sigh* guys...
'You're such a perv'
'I'm a guy'
'That's no excuse!'
'Yes it is!'
'Is not!'
'Is too!'
'Is not!'
'Is too!'
'Is not!'
'Is too!'
'I'm hungry'
'Huh?'
'I said I'm hungry. Because of you and Legolas, oh and Elrond, I missed breakfast'
'Sorry'
'My stomach is still empty'
'We can still get breakfast...'
'Kitchen's closed, Éomer'
'So?' he replied. I sighed. Some people... he took my hand and we walked to the mess. When we came there, it was completely empty. Figures. Class had started twenty-five minutes ago. Éomer walked to the kitchen doors. I remained in the doorway of the mess, unsure whether to follow him or not. He turned around.
'Aren't you coming with me?'
'I uhm...'
'You were the hungry one. Come on!' he said. I didn't move. 'Do I have to carry you or something? Come here'
'Don't command me. I'm not your pet, nor a servant'
'I'm doing this for you, remember?' he walked back to me and lifted me up. 'You know, I'm starting to suspect that you're not just my girl because you're in love with me'
'Oh really?'
'Yes. I'm beginning to suspect that you just need someone to carry you around'
'And how lucky I am for finding someone too' I grinned. He smiled and shook his head.
'Silly Elf'
'I'm not silly!'
'You're pretty when you're angry'
'Put me down'
'Just a moment' Éomer walked into the kitchen, then put me down. 'There you go. Aren't I the perfect boyfriend? I always do what you tell me to' he grinned boyishly. Shoot me if I say it's sexy.
'Very funny Éomer, now let's go' I said. Instead of listening he went searching through the kitchen. 'Come on, let's get out of here before we get caught. I don't want another lecture from Elrond. One lecture in the morning is bad enough'
'Just a sec' he replied as he continued searching the shelves and opening drawers.
'Just forget about it okay? We're wasting time, come on!'
'May I ask what you are doing here in the first place?' someone behind me asked. See?! I knew this would happen!!! We turned around to face a kitchen employee with his arms folded over each other and one hell of an angry look on his face.
'Well, uhm, sir... you see, it's like this...' Éomer started to explain.
'The only thing I see, young man, is that you two are skipping class and are present at a place you shouldn't be at all. Now move it before I get one of my superiors!'
'But sir-'
'I said move!' the guy shouted. Without further comments we left the kitchen.
'That was close' Éomer sighed.
'Yeah, brilliant move Éomer. Now I still don't have anything in my stomach'
'Not yet...' he got something out of his pocket. A banana.
'Where did you get that?'
'The kitchen...' he grinned. 'You want it?'
'Of course you idiot'
'Now, now... I don't think that was nice at all. Say please'
'Please'
'Puppy eye me' he commanded. I made puppy eyes. 'Pout' I pouted. 'Damn it's not working Elvy. Try a kiss...'
'I'll get you for this blackmail, Éadig, I'll stalk you in your worst nightmares, I'll always be there when you sleep...' I tried to sound scary.
'Would you mind if I wrap my arm around you then?' he grinned. *sigh* Guys...
'Just give me the banana okay?'
'On your knees'
'Sadist'
'This banana suddenly seems so tasty... I think I'll just eat it myself...'
'Okay, okay... I take that back! Can I have it, please?' I made puppy eyes again and stepped closer to him. I looked up to meet his eyes. 'Please?' I leaned in to kiss him. He bent his head down. I snatched the banana from his hand and stepped back. 'You didn't think it'd actually work, now did you?'
'You'll never know if you don't try it...'
'And you just keep trying...'
'I have nothing better to do anyway'
'Oh thank you very much!'
'No, no! I didn't mean it like that, honest!'
'Yeah right'
'Just eat the stupid banana okay?'
'Whatever.' I took the peel off the banana and shoved it into Éomer's hands.
'What am I supposed to do with this?' he asked.
'Throw it away...' I replied dryly. Duh. I broke off a piece of the banana and put it in my mouth. Éomer watched me intently as I ate. When I had eaten about half of the banana, he asked one of those typical guy- questions.
'Aren't you supposed to just stick it into your mouth?' he asked.
'Why are you asking? I always eat bananas like this' I replied innocently.
'Oh, uhm... no reason... just wondering...' his face flushed. 'But it sure would look sex-' I shoved the rest of the banana in his face.
'Perv'
'I can't help it! You shouldn't eat things like those with a guy around!'
'You nicked that thing for me. You chose the type of food' I pointed out to him.
'Silence, Elf. Don't point out plot-holes in my master plan'
'You don't have a master plan Éomer'
'Silence Elf. Don't point out that I don't have a master plan'
'Mani'oio...'
'Huh? What?'
'Mani'oio. Whatever in Elvish'
'Oh. Sure. Whatever turns you on...' he responded. I smacked my forehead.
'Well anyway, we should get to class' I changed the subject.
'What, looking like this?'
'What about your looks?'
'Don't play stupid Elvy. The banana'
'Oh, the banana... I'll fix that...'
'As long as I don't end up with another butterfly on my face...' he mumbled. We walked to my room. I opened the door and stepped over random piles of junk owned by Endomiel. 'It really amazes me every time what a terrible mess this room is' Éomer stated.
'Oh no, Endomiel just cleaned it'
'She *cleaned* it? It looks like a bloody bomb fell on the place!'
'So?'
'If this is the way Elves clean then I pray for what'll happen to my face'
'Don't worry. It can't get worse anyway'
'I love you too'
'I know' I walked into the bathroom, grabbed a piece of cloth, made it wet and went back into the room. 'Close your eyes' I said to Éomer. He closed his eyes as I wiped the remains of the banana off his face. I put the piece of cloth with the rest of the laundry. 'We really have to get to class now'
'What class do we have anyway?'
'Archery' I looked at the clock. 'Or what's left of it' we walked to the gym, as we didn't need to get changed for archery. When we entered the gym, the whole class looked at us in amusement.
'You two should really behave more responsible...' Vebor imitated Elrond's voice. 'And listen to his lectures better' the class laughed. Something tells me they heard the lecture.
'Vebor, be quiet. I'd like to know where these two have been the past ten minutes, seeing as the lecture ended ten minutes ago...' Glorfindel said sharply.
'Well, uh... sir, you see, it's like this... I went up that stage because I was happy. Then Elvy attacked me and Elrond wasn't happy so he lectured us. After that we left, but Elvy hadn't had breakfast so we went to the kitchen but it was closed. So we went in anyway, but then this bloke sent us away and I nicked a banana, and Elvy was eating it but it got all over my face-'
'It got all over YOUR face? That's gonna be an interesting story...' Glorfindel remarked. 'Continue...'
'Well she shoved it in my face because she was sexy so we went to her room so she could wipe my face clean, but a bomb had fallen on it because Endomiel had cleaned it' Éomer rattled. 'And then I had to close my eyes and we went to class'
'That's the most interesting excuse I've ever heard in my entire carrier, my compliments. Well, because it's so original I'll let you get away with it this time, but next time if you're thirty-five minutes late you'll be in detention for an entire week. That goes for all of you' Glorfindel said. What, no detention? I must have heard wrongly...
'Honestly Éomer, you really don't think anyone believes a story like that, do you? I mean, even I can come up with a better excuse when I'm ten minutes late for making out somewhere' Faramir said to Éomer.
'Well you have to admit it was creative' Legolas said.
'Either way, he sounded like a retard' Faramir replied.
'Thank you very much guys, I feel so loved'
'Do you think his brain got damaged somehow? Like, by radiation from the microphone? As if we even like him!' Estel joked. We all started laughing. Except Éomer, he didn't look too happy with the remark. I wrapped my arm around him.
'Don't worry, I still love you' I said. He turned his head to me and smiled. I leaned in to kiss him. Who cares about a teacher around anyway? We started kissing.
'Oh for Eru's sake would those two just get a room?!' Boromir exclaimed.
'No Boromir, you don't get it, they're in a hurry' Estel commented.
'Exactly!' Boromir replied. Meanwhile we continued kissing. Éomer drew back.
'You know,' he said, 'the whole getting-a-room idea doesn't sound bad at all... how about if we...?'
'We're not gonna do that Éomer' I replied with a sigh. Trust any guy to take out all the romance of a relationship. Suddenly Éomer fell forward, right on top of me. Or actually, his face was right in-between my bre- OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD!!! This is so embarrassing!!!
'Looks like she's right Éomer, you're not getting a room. She wants you to start right here' Endomiel remarked. Everyone started laughing. Even before I could push Éomer off of me, Glorfindel already stood next to us.
'What's the meaning of this?' he asked. I pushed Éomer off.
'Nothing. We fell.' I said quickly.
'And you landed in that position?' he raised an eyebrow.
'Yes we did'
'It's true sir, we did. Somebody pushed me' Éomer joined in. Everyone smirked at us, in a way that said as much as "yeah sure".
'Somebody pushed you?' Glorfindel asked.
'Yes sir, someone pushed me' Éomer answered.
'Did anyone here push Prince Éadig and thus making him fall on top of Princess Aurë?' Glorfindel asked the class. Everyone shook his or her head innocently. Yeah, like they're gonna admit it if they did so. 'Well, then I have only one solution; Prince Éadig, I want an essay of a thousand words by tomorrow, on how you came to fall and how you ended in that position' Éomer opened his mouth to argue about it. 'No arguing, do it. Princess Aurë, you can come back this afternoon for a detention.' WHAT?! That's not fair! I didn't do anything wrong!
'But Glo- I mean, sir! I didn't-'
'You can explain what you did or didn't do to me this afternoon Princess' Glorfindel cut me off. 'Class, archery's over for today. Follow me to the stables'
'I was pushed, I swear!' Éomer told me for the ten millionth time as we walked to the stables.
'Yes Éomer, I know. I believe you'
'Good. Okay. Just to be sure' *sigh number Daddy Eru knows how many today...*
After going to the stables and listening to Glorfindel's seemingly endless yaddering on how to ride a horse properly, we had our first break. As usual, the group sat down on the lawn. I wasn't really hungry, so I just nested myself against Éomer's chest and closed my eyes. Ah yes, a boyfriend makes a good pillow indeed. Not like there's any other use for them anyway.
'You smell good' Éomer said at a certain point during the break.
'Hmmm?' I replied sleepily. I think it was the disease again, but I had no further problems with it at that time.
'You smell like... like hunny!'
'Hunny?'
'Yeah, like hunny. That's a good thing'
'Oh'
'I mean it. Hunny's sweet, and tasty... and it's gold just like your hair...'
'And it's sticky'
'Yes, and sticky... hey, wait! I didn't mean to say that!'
'Whatever'
'Anyway, you smell like hunny'
'I feel so complimented' I said sarcastically.
'Hey! I'm trying to give you a compliment here!'
'Well it's obviously not working, is it?'
'Oh by the light of the Silmarils! Why are you ALWAYS so much trouble?!'
'Oh, so I'm trouble?!' I shouted as I sat up straight.
'Yes! No! I mean-'
'I don't even want to hear it anymore'
'Elvy, listen! I was only saying that you smell like hunny!'
'Oh yeah?! Well you smell like... like... YOU SMELL LIKE HERBS!!!'
'Huh?'
'You heard me!'
'I don't get it. Herbs are good, right? I mean, they heal and all, and most of them smell good too...'
'Shut up!'
'Whatever' he shrugged.
'Don't you whatever me!'
'Whatever' he shrugged again.
'AAAAAAAAAARG!!! OH YOU STUPID IMBECIL OF A MORON!!! I AM SO GONNA KILL YOU!!!' I screamed outrageous. Then I kissed him.
'I thought you said you were gonna kill me?' he said.
'Kiss... kill... not much of a difference...'
'You know something?'
'What?'
'You taste like hunny too' Éomer grinned. I really was gonna kill him for that remark, but the grin stopped me. Damn I'm so defenseless against him when he does that. Anyone, help me! Wait a second... I don't want to be rescued from him! Alright, shoo! Get lost! I don't need a second knight in shining armor to save me.
Shortly after that, the break ended. With a sigh we got up and went to get our books, and then to class. First up was maths. Can anything be more boring that arranging a couple of numbers and letters so that it still doesn't make sense to anyone except your teacher? I don't think so. Even though Celeborn does his very best to make me get it, to me it will always be just a silly bunch of numbers, seemingly arranged at random.
After Maths, we had Quenya. It's so boring to have to learn a language you already speak. Elrond then gave us an unexpected test, to see if we paid enough attention during class and stuff. I got an A+ for the test. Well, what did you expect when they're still teaching you to say things like "Hello, how are you?" in your native tongue?! Anyway, we had a test and after that we had another break. We all walked outside and sat down on the lawn, as usual.
'So, what did you get for the test?' Éomer asked me as he leaned back against a tree. I lay back against his chest.
'An A+, and you?' I replied as I closed my eyes and listened to his heartbeat.
'I had a... you had an A+?!' he asked in disbelief.
'It's my native speech, remember?' I smiled.
'You know, intelligence really turns me on' I opened my eyes to see him grin. Even before I could reply, Endomiel replied to his words.
'You must have a terrible problem masturbating, then' she grinned triumphantly. Some of the guys spat out their drinks to this. I felt a smirk creeping onto my face.
'No, no, Endomiel, you have it all wrong!' Legolas said in a patronizing tone. 'As great as we are, a guy doesn't think of himself when doing such thing'
'Shut up Legolas you're ruining my funny moment'
'That's what the girlfriends are for, for the turn-on I mean' as Legolas grinned widely, Endomiel's grin faded and made place for a disgusted look, then was replaced for a sly smile.
'But I don't have to worry about you doing that, right?' she said.
'Seven steps of the fantasy, girl' he replied.
'What the hell does that mean?' she asked confused. I'd like to know too, to be honest.
'Every guy has his fantasies, right?' he started to explain. Several guys nodded in agreement. Éomer was one of them. I raised my eyebrow at him.
'What?!' he replied.
'Well, they come in steps' Legolas went on. 'Usually the first step is befriending the girl, and the second step is kissing her. Then the third step would be...'
'Okay, I get the idea' Endomiel sighed and rolled her eyes. Then her eyes widened in realization of something. 'Wait a minute... AND YOURS COUNTS SEVEN STEPS?!!!' she exclaimed.
'I, uh... just take smaller steps...' Legolas said with a reddened cheeks. The guys snickered and he glared at them. The rest of the break wasn't very interesting though. Éomer tried to convince me to eat something again, I refused. Since he kept nagging I kissed him to shut him up and, surprise, surprise, it worked. After the break we had Art class, and then Geology. Geology wasn't very interesting. In Art class we had to draw a flower with just a pencil, and make it look as lively as possible. Éomer drew a really nice one, then he gave it to me. So happy =) and then it was time for yet another break.
Éomer and I went to my room to get away from the others, seeing as they were continuously teasing us. Truly, some people just don't know when to stop. We started kissing, but Éomer was messing up my hair, so I stepped back and walked to my closet to get my hairbrush. As I picked it up, Éomer wrapped his arms around me from behind.
'Aníron lle' he whispered in my ear. For half a moment my heart stood still, then I realized what had been said. Total shock took over, and I dropped the bow I was holding. Glorfindel's lips brushed over my ear as he repeated the words. I pulled myself away and turned to face him, at a total loss of words. He looked at me; bright blue eyes wide open, silently questioning me what he'd done wrong. 'Elvy?' Éomer whispered. I blinked. I had dropped my hairbrush, and had torn myself from his grip. I had backed away from him, and had pressed myself against the door of the room. 'What's wrong, Elvy?'
I looked at him, opened my mouth to speak. Words seemed to be stuck in my throat, refusing to come out. He looked back at me, not knowing what to do, thoroughly confused. He stepped closer to me.
'Was it what I said, Elvy? Did I scare you? It was an impulse, I didn't mean to-'
'Glorfindel, I...' I fell silent, realizing what I'd just said. Éomer's eyes widened.
'Glorfindel? Elvy, what's going on?'
'It's not what you think Éomer!'
'How do you know what I'm thinking?'
'You're thinking that I cheated on you with him!'
'I wasn't thinking that! I just wondered why in Eru's name you'd say his name instead of mine! But now that you mention it, it sounds very likely...'
'Éomer, I...'
'Well? I'd like an explanation...'
'I...' how could I explain to him what I'd seen?
'I'm waiting...' he said, losing his patience and temper. I sank to the floor. 'I need you to explain Elvea. I need an explanation or I'm forced to believe that something's going on between you and him'
'There's nothing between me and him!' I shouted. Just the idea, eeew!!!
'Then why did you say his name?' his eyes were filled with pain. I wanted to explain everything to him, tell him everything, even who I really was, but I didn't know how...
'I...'
'I'm right, aren't I?'
'No!'
'Do you have any idea what this looks like, Elvea?' the second time that he didn't use the nickname, and it really hurt me. 'Do you even realize how hard it is to believe this?' I didn't answer and looked down. 'It starts making sense now. You have a relationship with a teacher. But because that isn't allowed, you try to keep it secret. To still be with him without getting suspicions, there are the detentions. Also, you danced with him at the party. THREE SONGS!!! Then the whole thing with Glorfindel last night, he was there just to make sure I didn't touch his girl in a way he doesn't like. Jealous Lover Syndrome! Just like this morning when I fell on top of you!'
'I HATE HIM!!!'
'It doesn't sound very believable...'
'You have to believe me...'
'He was flirting with you at the dance'
'This is ridiculous! It's not true, you and I both know it!'
'Isn't it?'
'I can't believe you don't trust me!'
'I trusted you. But this is just... it's just a little too suspicious...'
'Is that the way you feel about it?'
'I... Elvea, I want to believe you, but... I... but... do I even mean anything to you? Anything at all? Or am I just there to cover up for all the detentions, that it doesn't make people suspicious?'
'How can you say that? How can you even suspect me of doing that? Of using you? How can you even think it?! You know what? If you don't trust me, fine.'
'But Elvy...'
'Oh, so now it's Elvy again?'
'Elvea... Elvy... I...'
'You know something? This whole thing, this you-and-me thing I mean, it's not working. WHY DON'T WE JUST BREAK UP?!!!' I shouted hoarsely, holding back tears. I didn't want to lose him, but somehow this whole situation wasn't mine to control. It was as if I was some kind of actress, forced to say here lines, whether she likes them or not. He took a step towards me, and another one, and put me back on my feet. I pushed him away. The pain in his eyes faded and turned to anger. He pushed me aside and opened the door to leave. Holding the door, he turned to me.
'You're right. WHY DON'T WE JUST BREAK UP?!!!' he screamed. We started kissing like there was no tomorrow. We stumbled back into the room and fell onto one of the beds. 'I'm sorry for being so stupid' he whispered in- between kisses.
'It's okay' I replied. We continued kissing.
'OH MY GOD!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!!!' Arwen screamed as she walked into the room.
'We're breaking up, can't you see?' Éomer said as he turned his head to face her for a moment. Then we resumed kissing.
'Riiiiiiiight...' Arwen replied. 'Come on guys, we'll just leave these two alone to... well, continue whatever activity they were planning on doing' I turned my face a bit to see who she was talking to. I could see her, Estel, and some others (I think maybe Legolas and Endomiel, but I'm not sure) leave the room, or got shoved aside. She closed the door behind her. A kiss in my neck pulled my attention back to Éomer.
'Don't do that' I giggled.
'Why not?'
'We're breaking up, remember?'
'Oh, right. Ah hell, skip that part. Let's kiss and make up'
'We just kissed'
'So?' he grinned.
'You're hopeless'
'I know' he grinned. I messed up his hair for good sport. 'Hey, stop that!'
'No'
'Do I have to tickle you?'
'NO!' my eyes widened. Not the tickling! He bent his head down.
'Then stay away from the hair'
'Blackmail! My boyfriend is blackmailing me!' I laughed. We spent the rest of the break in our room, without further interruptions, then went to class. It was a new class, Physics, taught by an Elf named Eledhwen. I wonder if her parents had trouble coming up with her name...?
'Hello class, I'm Eledhwen Tarelda, but I believe it is a custom here to use only the first name. I'll try to remember all your names the best I can, and I hope this will be a pleasant year' she said, then went over the list of names once and started telling about Physics in general, and what we could expect this year. All in all another boring class, and thank goodness also the last of the day.
After class I walked to the staff section for my detention. To my surprise, Glorfindel wasn't in his office, and he had left a note, apologizing for not being there. It said that he had an important meeting and that he couldn't come, and that Éomer and I were lucky and didn't have to do our assignments. Yay! Signed, Glorfindel Cúthalion. Who the hell gave him the name Cúthalion? Someone who found him resembling Beleg Cúthalion, apparently. Anyway, I left the building and found Éomer sitting on the lawn, writing something. I looked over his shoulder, found out that it was the essay, picked it up and tore it to pieces.
'Good news, Éadig. We don't have to do our assignment. Glorfindel left a note.' I said.
'Thanks for telling me, Aurë' he replied. I stuck out my tongue for no reason at all. 'I'll get you for that, you'd better run for it!' he jumped up, and I ran towards the dormitory. As I opened the door and fled inside, I could hear people whispering to each other, it sounded as if something was going on. Two familiar voices, belonging to Legolas and Endomiel. Éomer slowed down and followed me as I entered the hallway to see what was wrong.
'I just want to know, Endy...' Legolas whispered. Éomer opened his mouth to ask something, but I gestured for him to be quiet.
'It's just not working Leg! You're too... too... pushy! YOU'RE THE KING OF ALL PERVES!!!' Endomiel shouted. Legolas looked really hurt at that.
'Is that it?' he whispered hoarsely.
'And that bracelet! Why don't you just take it off? It's only a gift from Elvea anyway, it has no special value, right? Right?!' she asked, then saw Éomer and me. 'Speaking of the devil...'
'Endomiel, is there anything I can... can I help out here?' I asked, moving towards her.
'Get lost, Elvea! You've done enough damage!' she hissed.
'You don't have to take your anger out on her' Legolas defended me.
'See what I mean?! You're doing it again! Defending the poor princess! She gave you a bracelet! What's next Legolas, A RING?!!!' Endomiel screamed. 'WHY DON'T YOU JUST RUN OFF WITH HER AND GET MARRIED?!!!'
'FINE! I JUST MIGHT DO THAT!!!' he screamed back.
'Minor detail: MY girlfriend' Éomer interfered.
'Stay out of it, Éomer' Legolas said as he shortly glanced at him. He turned his attention back to Endomiel. Both of them were standing in the doorway of their rooms. I moved to leave the hallway, knowing that I was only a hinder now. Éomer followed. 'Is that why you can't say it? Is that your reason to not say the words, Endy?' I heard Legolas whisper. I stopped, but didn't turn around. Endomiel didn't reply. 'Why can't you just say it?' I turned around, looked at Endomiel.
She was biting her lip, arguing with herself over something, and she looked as if she was about to cry. I wanted to help her, but she had made it clear that she didn't want my help. Legolas had walked over to her, was now standing in front of her, looking sad and silently begging for an answer. A minute passed, and still she didn't reply. I turned away again and resumed walking. I opened the door of the hallway, about to leave, when suddenly, she responded to Legolas' words.
'I HATE YOU!!!' she screamed. I spun around in shock-amazement.
'FINE!!! IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN HAVE IT!!!' Legolas screamed back at her and slammed the door in her face. He looked at us for a moment, then looked away. Once again I turned around, and I left the hallway.
'Man that was one hell of a fight' Éomer stated.
'You can say that again'
'Good thing we never fight like that'
'Indeed'
'Do you think they're gonna break up?'
'I think they just broke up' I said as I sat down on the lawn, next to Arwen who was already sitting there with Estel and the others.
'Who broke up with whom?' she asked.
'Endomiel and Legolas' Éomer answered as he sat down at my other side.
'Really?! When?!' Éowyn asked.
'About half a minute ago' I answered.
'How do you know that?' Faramir asked.
'She shouted "I hate you" at him. Pretty obvious...'
'Ouch...' Frodo said.
'Looks like love's not easy on them...' Arwen said.
'They'll be okay. I'm sure they're just fine tomorrow. That's how it usually goes with them' Boromir stated matter-of-factly.
'I wouldn't be too sure Boromir. It sounded pretty bad' Éomer said.
'Oh'
'How intelligent you sound when doing that, bro' Faramir teased his brother.
'I know. I'm brilliant' Boromir replied. All of us suddenly started coughing like maniacs. 'Thanks guys'
'You're welcome...' Estel grinned. Teasing each other like that, time flew by. An hour gone in a couple of minutes. Then Legolas sat down with us, smiling happily.
'Hey guys' he said. We all greeted him as he sat down in-between Éowyn and Boromir. 'Nice dress, Éowyn'
'Uh, yeah, uh... thanks Legolas... I guess...' she replied.
'It matches with your eyes' Legolas went on. 'Only your eyes are more beautiful...' what do you mean, flirting?! He moved closer to her.
'Back off, Casanova!' Faramir said to Legolas.
'Like you care, Faramir'
'Guys... chill, okay?' Estel interrupted them.
'He started it' Faramir glared at Legolas. I sighed. There you go thinking that at 16(00) they'd grown out of such childish things...
'Sure Faramir, I started it. And you're a saint!' Legolas replied.
'Yes'
'Oh really? Well then I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell Éowyn about-'
'You wouldn't!'
'Wouldn't I?'
'Would you two just quit it?!' Estel interrupted for the second time.
'Hey, I didn't start it...' Legolas said defensively.
'Neither of you di- was that a raindrop on my nose?' Estel said.
'How should we know what landed on your nose?!' Boromir exclaimed. Before Estel could reply to that, it started raining as if every sea of this world was falling from the sky at this very moment. We all ran into the dormitory, but couldn't prevent from getting pretty wet. I opened the door to my room to put on something else. I screamed as I saw what had happened to my part of the room.
'Elvy, what's wrong?!' Éomer asked as he came rushing over from his own room, fresh shirt only half put on. Charming. Although the state of dress he was in distracted me for a moment, I soon got back to ice-cold reality. I pointed into the room, to what once had been my bed.
The bed, or actually the loose pieces of wood that had once been my bed, and the various pieces of bed-sheet were neatly piled into a heap in my corner of the room. The walls in the corner had been painted under with various insults, of which "DIE BITCH!!! DIE!!!" was the only nice one, and the only one I'm willing to write down. The rest of the "surprises" I'm not even going to mention, I don't want to be reminded of them.
'There's a... there's a uhm... there's a note on your be- on the pile' Éomer sought for words. Still in shock I walked to the pile and picked up the note. Here's the note:
*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*
So, what do you think of my surprise? Do you like it? I hope so, I worked hard on it, you little slut. Of course a filthy whore like you doesn't deserve a gift of any kind, but still, this seems fitting. Enjoy.
Oh, right. You want to know why. Don't go all melodramatic "Why? Why?" on me, will you? You didn't really expect you could simply get away with stealing him from me, now did you? Don't think nobody saw the two of you last Valanya, because I did. And that was just one of the two you were with that day! Little stinking slut. Petty thief of affection. May you choke on the love you stole.
*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*
It didn't make sense to me. Who would do something like this? In a school like this?! I looked around the room. The window was closed, and the door had been locked, I had unlocked it myself just moments ago. Then it had to be one of my roomies. But who? The two guys the person had mentioned, Boromir and Éomer. It had to be them. But that didn't make sense. Boromir and I just talked things out. And with Éomer I simply didn't get the chance...
It couldn't be Arwen. She was gonna marry Estel, had no room in her heart for another guy. Besides, she's my cousin (okay, only very distant, but still...) and she's not the type to do a crazy thing like this... Nor could it be Éowyn. One of the guys was her brother, and she already had Faramir. It wasn't Rosie either, that's for sure. She has Sam, and I don't see her falling for a guy twice her height either... Elanor is head over heels for Glorfindel, so she's out of the picture too, leaving only room for... Endomiel. But that didn't make sense either. Sure, she hated me, and suspected me of being with Legolas, but everyone knows that's total nonsense. But she had been alone in the room for a while... So she had a motive. But Legolas wasn't one of the guys referred to, I hadn't even been *near* him last Valanya. Who did it?
'Elvy?' Éomer's voice disturbed my thoughts. 'Are you ok?'
'Uh, yeah... I'm fine... I guess...'
'Let's get Elrond. He'll know what to do' Éomer proposed. Leaving the room, I could see numerous people trying to get a peak into the room, curious on what had happened, no doubt. We didn't have to search long for Elrond. In fact, he was already on his was to the room, having heard rumors. Quickly we explained the situation and he went into the room to have a look. He came out again almost directly, the look on his face saying that he had seen more than enough.
'Well, I can't promise anything, but I will see to it that everyone will do their very best in finding out what sick mind did this. Do you have any idea who it could've been?' Elrond asked. I bit my lip. Should I say Endomiel? I wasn't sure if... 'Remember, you're not ACCUSING anyone, just giving possibilities...' Elrond said as if he had read my mind.
'Well, the window was closed, and the door locked, so unless someone has managed to get a spare key or something, it was one of my roomies...' I answered.
'That is very ill news. Let's hope that it's not a roomy. That would be most tragic... well, I'm gonna get someone to clean up the mess now, so let me know if you find out any news' Elrond said.
'Will I be able to sleep in my own bed tonight?' I asked.
'I wouldn't count on it, princess. We'll have to arrange something. Perhaps- '
'She can spend the night in my room!' Éomer suddenly exclaimed in a bright moment. I nudged him. 'What?! Always look on the bright side of life, right? And take the gifts that are given to you!' he replied. Elrond smiled.
'I'll go find a supervisor then, along with someone to investigate and to clean up and... dear heavens, I really must be off now!' before we could ask another question, he was gone.
'Looks like Lady Luck is smiling at us. Two nights in a row, not bad...' Éomer grinned. I sighed.
'Do you ever think of anything else?'
'Well...' his grin widened.
'DON'T ANSWER THAT!!!'
'Sort out your priorities girl... honestly. First you ask a question, then you don't want the answer... and it's becoming a habit too!' he smiled whilst shaking his head.
'Ugh. Fine. I will. As soon as you stop telling me what to do'
'Hey, you need someone to look after you...'
'Well in that case I'll go find someone *older* than I am. I mean, what use have I for someone nearly 1600 years younger than myself?' I stuck out my tongue to him.
'Is that an invitation?' he moved to kiss me.
'Who said I never get my questions answered?' I wrestled myself out of his arms and walked to the mess. I got a plate of food and sat down at a table in a corner, far away from the rest of the people. I didn't really feel like talking to anyone right now, seeing as they'd probably only want to talk to me about one thing. I took three bites of my food, then realized I couldn't get a single bite through my throat and left the mess. I went outside to sit down on the lawn somewhere, but it was still raining so I went back in right away. I sighed. What to do now? I walked to my room, where several special staff-members were now busy.
'Sorry, but no one's allowed in, unless this room's yours. Go find something better to do' one of the elves said, obviously annoyed. Probably because I was person number I-don't-even-want-to-know how many to stop by.
'I'm sorry sir, I just want to know if any of my other belongings are damaged' I replied cautiously.
'Oh, you're the victim. Well, come in' he answered. Victim. Great. Make me feel even worse. I entered the room. 'Well, your bed is beyond hope, so are the clothes that were on it. But that was only a t-shirt or something, if I remember correctly'
'My nightgown'
'Right. Well, most of your wardrobe is still in one piece, except for this one blue dress, there wasn't much left of it. Torn to pieces, if you catch my drift...'
'Was it... was it a dark blue or a light blue dress?'
'Light. Somewhere in-between sky blue and baby blue. Seemed to have had a wide skirt. But if you want details, ask him' he waved vaguely in the direction of another Elf.
'Uhm, no, uhm... no. Thank you. That won't be necessary. I just need some things, then I'll uhm... I'll be off again' I stammered. The Elf nodded and went back to work. My favorite dress the only one to get ruined... it must be someone I know, then. I walked to my, now "creatively decorated", closet and took out some things, i.e. a towel, a nightgown and something to wear tomorrow. I took my shampoo and other belongings out of the bathroom and walked to the room across the hallway. I knocked on the door. Well, "knocked".
'Door's open' came the response from the inside. I opened the door with my elbow and walked in. 'Elvea!' Legolas said in surprise. 'What are you doing here?!'
'Oh, you know about the little incident in my room right? Well, I'm staying here tonight'
'Lucky Éomer' he winked at me.
'Shut up and be so kind as to help me with this' I nodded to the huge pile in my hands.
'Geez, I thought you said spending one night here, not moving in!' he took some of the items from the pile. 'Nice dress' he commented on my knee-long nightgown.
'It's my sleeping-garment, you idiot'
'That's what I said. Nice' *sigh*
'So where do I put these?'
'Oh, you can put them on the desk'
'Where? In-between the laundry or on top of the- what is it anyway?'
'On second thought, this chair will do fine' he pulled out a chair from underneath the desk. I walked to the chair to put my stuff down even as someone else opened the door.
'Hey Legolas have you seen... I suppose asking if you've seen Elvea would be a stupid question...' Éomer said. I put my belongings on the chair, careful as to make sure that nothing would simply fall off.
'Him again' I said.
'Her again' he replied.
'Did I miss anything?' Legolas asked.
'No' Éomer and I said in unison.
'Okaaaay...' Legolas said, looking at us as if we'd just said something weird, then simply left the room. I turned to Éomer.
'Do you understand the guy?' I asked. He shook his head.
'Do you?'
'I don't think I ever will...' I sighed again.
'Something wrong?'
'Just tired, that's all...'
'It's half past nine! How can you be tired?'
'Little sleep, tiring day, even more tiring boyfriend...'
'Oh thank you very much!'
'You're welcome anytime'
'Bloody sadist'
'Silly boyfriend'
'Tease'
'Guy'
'What do you mean, "guy"?! Is that some kind of insult?!'
'Duh'
'I always feel so loved around you'
'Then I must be doing something terribly wrong...' I grinned.
'I just remembered something...'
'Shock and amaze me'
'I still need to tickle you to death!' he said as he attacked my sides. I tried to step away, but he was faster and wrapped his arms around me. 'Gotcha'
'What about tickling me to death?'
'Yeah, yeah... later...' we started kissing. (Is it just me or are we doing that a lot today?) Not long though, only an hour or so, because then the Hobbits and Legolas walked in.
'Are we interrupting anything?' Sam asked.
'Don't worry. We have plenty of time to catch up tonight' Éomer grinned.
'I doubt it young man' Glorfindel said as he entered the room. Oh no! Not him again! Please, anyone but him! Father, spare me! No? Ugh. Fine then. Continue your lessons on how I should not hate him. Just don't blame me when I get so annoyed that I kill him. 'Now get changed everyone and go to sleep. Lord Elrond wishes for the princess to get a good night sleep' I picked up some things from the pile and walked into the bathroom. Quickly I got changed and brushed my teeth, then left the bathroom again, placing my stuff back on the pile as the guys went into the bathroom. 'I'm sorry to hear about what happened' Glorfindel said to me.
'Sure you are'
'No, I mean it...'
'Whatever'
'Is there any way that I can stop this endless arguing between us?'
'How about you drop dead?' I said dryly.
'Is that your final answer?'
'Is ice frozen water?'
'I'm only trying to make this whole thing between you and me better you know'
'Well it's obviously not working'
'It would save us both a lot of trouble. Not the mention the time you could spend with Éomer instead of me because you don't get daily detentions anymore' he sighed. Stupid- he does have a point...
'Whatever. I'll consider it' I answered. That's when the guys came back out of the bathroom. That was fast...
'Alright then children, off to bed' Glorfindel said. Excuse me?! Children?! As if he's all that old himself. Not more than 400 years older than I am, if not less. And that's only the years that I've been in *this* body. In truth, I'm older than everybody in this silly world. Hell, I'm older than this silly world itself.
Éomer let himself fall backwards onto his bed. I stared at him. Man he looks good! Does he always sleep in just his boxers? Don't stare, it's rude! But it looks so good... don't stare. Don't stare. Don't forget to breathe. Good girl. That's it. Keep breathing... stop staring!!! I said: don't stare! Thank goodness it's not his birthday suit. Although... stop it, you perv! You're just as bad as he is! Hey, being bad can be a good thing right? STOP STARING!!!
'Princess, is something wrong?' Glorfindel asked.
'Hmmm, what? Oh, uh, no! Of course not! There's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine. Perfectly good. Nothing bad at all, no sir. No pervy thoughts, absolutely none. I'm alright. In the good sense of the word. Is there even a bad sense of the word? Hmmm? Oh right! Off to bed!' I answered. Glorfindel raised his eyebrow.
'Are you sure?'
'As sure as can be. Absolutely sure. 100% positive. No doubts at all. Perfectly fine. Absolutely not confused. Not one single bit. And no pervy thoughts, of course' I lay down next to Éomer. Glorfindel switched off the lights.
'And keep it quiet this time'
'Yes sir' Éomer replied. 'Stupid git' he muttered under his breath.
'I heard that'
'I don't care'
'Quiet you'
'Whatever' he wrapped his arm around me. 'Goodnight Elvy'
'Goodnight' I said. Moments later, I could hear the soft, shallow breathing next to me. And he wasn't tired. Sure. Silly mortals. Really, sometimes... just about then I drifted off into Elven sleep. In the dream realm, I came across the strange Elf again, Melandune.
'I heard what happened' she said.
'Like all others'
'I guess so... do you know who did it?'
'No. Do you?'
'I have suspicions... just remember one thing: it's not always the person who's most likely to have done it. In fact, it's usually the person that you least suspect...' she vanished. Okay, so it was some sort of hint. But I still have no idea. That's when I woke up. I looked around. Glorfindel looked up from the book he was reading.
'Already awake?'
'I guess so...'
'It's 6.30... maybe you should get some more sleep...'
'I don't think I can sleep any longer'
'Who can't do what any longer?' Éomer asked as he woke up.
'I can't sleep anymore'
'Oh. Well, I'm awake now, so if you don't mind, I'm gonna hit the shower'
'Sure, go ahead' he got up and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. He's still there now, but he just turned the water off. I guess I'll be getting up too then...
Kisses, Elvy.
E/N: Phew, that's done, finally. Took me ages, sorry about that. Well, as usual reviews are welcome blablabla. By the way, we still need more characters, so send me the first and last name, species and gender and I'll put the character in. Okay, thanks!