A/N: Ooh now this gets a bit more intersting. i think. ^^; Hope y'all like! Suggestions, etc. are appreciated! (but no flames, please... they make me sad and Legolas mad. Grr!) ^_~
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It took me only twelve days to arrive back to Rivendell; I was nearly as exhausted as the horse, and I was the one riding! I had had almost no sleep - I stayed awake most of the nights, wondering what Arwen had to tell me. Was it good or bad? A part of me did not want to know...
"Legolas!" she almost flew at me as soon as I came into view.
"Arwen," I smiled tiredly, jumping off the horse and hugging her.
"I am glad you are here so quickly," she smiled, holding my hand and leading me to stand with her near a small grove of trees; away from anyone who might be trying to listen in. "I had a dream, and in it, Aragorn called for me - us. Almost a fortnight ago I received word from a messenger that he was returning to Rivendell, but it was not a happy message. He said he would come quick as he could, and so he should be here in only sunrises."
I took a moment to let her words sink in - there were enough of them - before I took a deep breath and let myself wonder if Aragorn was in danger
*
At sunrise, Arwen and I sat patiently waiting for Aragorn. We chose to sit looking to the west - with the sun on our backs - to make it easier to see, on top of a treeless hill that most ignored because it was so far away from the center of Rivendell. We sat and waited all day, neither of us saying anything. We did not even bother to go back to eat, we just kept sitting and waiting in silence. At sunset we slowly walked back to our quarters - all the time glancing over our shoulders to see if he was to appear as if from nowhere - ate little, and then went to sleep.
*
The next day, I had asked for Arwen to wake me as the sun was rising, but when she finally came and shook me from sleep.
"Oh, Legolas, awaken!" I heard her cry.
"My Lady?" My eyes opened and I sat up in bed, the blankets falling off my half-naked body.
"Word has been sent ahead," she half-smiled. "Aragorn is on his way. He shall be here by the noon hour!"
*
It seemed as if we waited near to forever before, at long last, Aragorn was spotted on his horse with two men on either side walking, and they seemed to be supporting him so he would not fall.
Arwen said nothing, just ran swiftly towards him, and I saw him raise his head and smile weakly to her.
As she approached, he stopped the horse and jumped off to greet her in a hug.
I stood on my spot up the path and watched...
As he let go of Arwen and fell to the ground.
*
Over the day, Aragorn spent most of it lying in a bed, with Arwen by his side. I stayed away, hoping to not get involved in anything concerning him. I was already in enough pain, and if anything should happen to him...
"Dammit all!" I cried aloud to the trees around me. They almost seemed to sense me anger and upset, and I thought they shrank away from me. I tried to push thoughts of him from my mind, but I gave up, for it was no use.
"I did not mean it..." I apologized to the trees, but they looked unforgiving.
Sighing, I played with the ends of my hair. I stared long and hard at a tree that looked worth climbing in to sleep, but I wondered why bother sleeping? What was the point of it all? I would not be able to rest with all these thoughts.
The sun set and the sky grew dark - so dark I could not see the hand in front of my face - and here I was, alone, among the trees somewhere in Rivendell.
Things were getting confusing. I wanted my old life back, the one I had before I loved him. It was easier then. I could smile with no falsities. I could be with others and not have to pray that they would not talk to me. I could enjoy the things around me without wondering what shall happen next.
In the near silence, I knew what was going to happen next, for humans are not silent as Elves are. I stood stock still as I heard someone come from behind me, but closed my eyes to stop the tears from falling down my cheeks.
"I'm... sorry."
*
I do not know how he found me in the pitch-blackness of a forest, but he came to see me. I do not know how he knew I did not want to see him, but he came anyway. I do not know how I ended up giving in to my feelings and now I stand here, my arms wrapped around his neck, my lips on his. I do not know if any of this makes sense - it happened too fast. All I know is that I do not care.
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A/N: oke that was a bit rushed, but there will be a bit more in the next chapter... any questions can go to nekkid_legolas@hotmail.com if you have any suggestions or ideas, you can post 'em with a review (if you want to) until the next chapter, ja!
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It took me only twelve days to arrive back to Rivendell; I was nearly as exhausted as the horse, and I was the one riding! I had had almost no sleep - I stayed awake most of the nights, wondering what Arwen had to tell me. Was it good or bad? A part of me did not want to know...
"Legolas!" she almost flew at me as soon as I came into view.
"Arwen," I smiled tiredly, jumping off the horse and hugging her.
"I am glad you are here so quickly," she smiled, holding my hand and leading me to stand with her near a small grove of trees; away from anyone who might be trying to listen in. "I had a dream, and in it, Aragorn called for me - us. Almost a fortnight ago I received word from a messenger that he was returning to Rivendell, but it was not a happy message. He said he would come quick as he could, and so he should be here in only sunrises."
I took a moment to let her words sink in - there were enough of them - before I took a deep breath and let myself wonder if Aragorn was in danger
*
At sunrise, Arwen and I sat patiently waiting for Aragorn. We chose to sit looking to the west - with the sun on our backs - to make it easier to see, on top of a treeless hill that most ignored because it was so far away from the center of Rivendell. We sat and waited all day, neither of us saying anything. We did not even bother to go back to eat, we just kept sitting and waiting in silence. At sunset we slowly walked back to our quarters - all the time glancing over our shoulders to see if he was to appear as if from nowhere - ate little, and then went to sleep.
*
The next day, I had asked for Arwen to wake me as the sun was rising, but when she finally came and shook me from sleep.
"Oh, Legolas, awaken!" I heard her cry.
"My Lady?" My eyes opened and I sat up in bed, the blankets falling off my half-naked body.
"Word has been sent ahead," she half-smiled. "Aragorn is on his way. He shall be here by the noon hour!"
*
It seemed as if we waited near to forever before, at long last, Aragorn was spotted on his horse with two men on either side walking, and they seemed to be supporting him so he would not fall.
Arwen said nothing, just ran swiftly towards him, and I saw him raise his head and smile weakly to her.
As she approached, he stopped the horse and jumped off to greet her in a hug.
I stood on my spot up the path and watched...
As he let go of Arwen and fell to the ground.
*
Over the day, Aragorn spent most of it lying in a bed, with Arwen by his side. I stayed away, hoping to not get involved in anything concerning him. I was already in enough pain, and if anything should happen to him...
"Dammit all!" I cried aloud to the trees around me. They almost seemed to sense me anger and upset, and I thought they shrank away from me. I tried to push thoughts of him from my mind, but I gave up, for it was no use.
"I did not mean it..." I apologized to the trees, but they looked unforgiving.
Sighing, I played with the ends of my hair. I stared long and hard at a tree that looked worth climbing in to sleep, but I wondered why bother sleeping? What was the point of it all? I would not be able to rest with all these thoughts.
The sun set and the sky grew dark - so dark I could not see the hand in front of my face - and here I was, alone, among the trees somewhere in Rivendell.
Things were getting confusing. I wanted my old life back, the one I had before I loved him. It was easier then. I could smile with no falsities. I could be with others and not have to pray that they would not talk to me. I could enjoy the things around me without wondering what shall happen next.
In the near silence, I knew what was going to happen next, for humans are not silent as Elves are. I stood stock still as I heard someone come from behind me, but closed my eyes to stop the tears from falling down my cheeks.
"I'm... sorry."
*
I do not know how he found me in the pitch-blackness of a forest, but he came to see me. I do not know how he knew I did not want to see him, but he came anyway. I do not know how I ended up giving in to my feelings and now I stand here, my arms wrapped around his neck, my lips on his. I do not know if any of this makes sense - it happened too fast. All I know is that I do not care.
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A/N: oke that was a bit rushed, but there will be a bit more in the next chapter... any questions can go to nekkid_legolas@hotmail.com if you have any suggestions or ideas, you can post 'em with a review (if you want to) until the next chapter, ja!