Disclaimer: All the unknown characters are mine! Legolas isn't! I wish! In all early chapters only Elvish is spoken unless noted. Elvish speech is in ' '. Common speech in " ". In future chapters slash, rape and possible torture etc.

Shadows of the past

Chapter 4 - Just good friends?

Legolas began to snigger at the situation they were in. Lenwer just smiled as his cheeks began to turn a rosy red.

'Am I interrupting anything?' Teased the youth.

'Hmm. it seems youths these days can't keep their hands off of each other. And old noble Elves. such as myself are left with no fun!' Khimar stood with his hands on his hips and the water bottles were at his feet.

'WE are not youths Khimar!' Legolas giggled.

'Really now' Khimar sarcastically answered.

'Really!' Cried Legolas.

Lenwer was a little embarrassed at the situation and kept silent. He did not realize that he still had his arms around Legolas' waist.

'Well are you going to stay like that all day, or are you coming with me to Rivendell?' Questioned Khimar with a grin on his face.

'You don't have to tell me what you were up to. that's your own business.' Khimar turned and smiled, he laughed inwardly. He knew how awkward he had just made Legolas and especially Lenwer feel, and he found it very amusing.

Finally Lenwer spoke 'We were up to nothing!'

'Hmm' Replied Khimar.

'What does hmm mean?' Lenwer questioned.

'Oh nothing.' Khimar began to walk off in the direction of the Misty Mountains. Picking up on the way the water flasks, which were at his feet, and placed them into his small personal bag.

He swung his arms as he walked and began to sing a happy tune.

Legolas smiled and shook his head 'Sometimes he really acts a lot older than he actually is.'

'Then why were you so reluctant to let him come?' Lenwer questioned.

Legolas' face straightened and turned to face Lenwer's. 'I sensed that something bad would happen to him in coming.' He fell silent for a moment then he continued. 'I have visions Lenwer. sometimes of the past the present and in this case the future. It is a gene, which is passed on through generations, but it missed my mother but it came to me. It is considered a blessing, but those whom have this ability see it as a misfortune. It is my gift and it is my curse. I fear he may. die.' At this last part Lenwer could hardly hear him for Legolas only whispered it.

An expression of utter amazement fell on Lenwer's face. 'Legolas how.?' Khimar asked but did not know what to say.

'You mean how do I know?' Lenwer nodded. 'I don't know. It just happens with no warning. I have no control over it.'

'Does your family know Legolas?'

'No!' He said looking away.

'But Legolas.'

'I don't want them to. Anyway the visions usually don't come true for me. Legolas hoped that Lenwer could not tell that he had just lied to him.

All his visions came true, so far. He hoped this one wouldn't though. Legolas believed that he would be able to stop it.

'Anyway I know how to prevent it! So come on let us catch up with him before we loose him!' Legolas suggested.

Lenwer remained silent. Why would Legolas want to hide this from his family? He mused.

'Uh. Lenwer can you let go of me please?'

A pink flush came to Lenwer's face as he had forgotten that he had such a tight grip on Legolas' waist.

'Sorry!' Lenwer said as he reluctantly let go.

He sat and watched Legolas get off his lap and straighten out his garments, and rearrange his hair. Then he walked over to the base of the tree and gathered his belongings. He picked up Lenwer's bag too.

Lenwer watched in amazement at the grace at which Legolas moved. He sat silently and stared.

Legolas began to walk away, and he flung Lenwer's pack at Lenwer's feet.

'Are you coming?' Legolas questioned.

Lenwer woke from his daze picked up his pack before he ran towards Legolas he rubbed his lower left part of his back, which had been irritating him for a while now.

'Yes!' He replied. He now wished Khimar was still safe at home. Why had he been so foolish enough to convince Legolas into letting him come?

Lenwer and Legolas both ran to catch up with Khimar, whom was strolling happily through the tall grass, singing in fair Elven tongue.

To be continued.