Okay, I guess, here goes the PG-rating. I changed it to PG-13, just in case.

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The sun shines on my closed eyes. 'Mmm .' I stretch on the bench in the gardens where I fell asleep after the archery-lesson. It's warm and I don't want to open my eyes. I'm just languishing around on the bench like a cat in the summer-like sun.

Suddenly I hear a noise like breaking twigs and my eyes flutter open. Elrohir is standing nearby leant against a tree and watches me. At first he doesn't even notice that I opened my eyes, obviously because he is daydreaming. I consider him until he will see it. The dark hair on the pale skin and the grey eyes under a fringe of long black lashes . I definitely wouldn't say no to some 'quality time' with him !

'Haldir ! You are awake !', he splutters when he finally notices.

'Mmm .', I stretch luxuriously again, before sitting up. Elrohir hurries over and sits down next to me.

'I - I, you know, I didn't wanna spy on you or something. I just came here to say I'm sorry for trying to shoot you, but you were asleep. And I thought, I'd just be waiting a while if you'd be waking. - So, now that you are awake : I'm sorry for trying to shoot you, really. I wasn't thinking about it.'

'It's okay. Happens all the time that somebody wants to shoot me. That's the risk if you're archer .'

'No, really. I brought you something .'

I reaches down into a leather bag he is carrying around and shows nearly ten arrows to me. Beautiful arrows. Slim, faultless wood with carvings all over, shining, sharp heads and feathers in all colours of the rainbow on their tails.

'I made them for you.'

'Hell no! Those are nearly too beautiful to shoot an orc with them ! You keep them and have them for the lessons, then we can at least admire them.'

'You don't want them? But I want you to have them. Otherwise I go and break them.'

'Well, in that case. If you really want me to shoot orcs with those beauties.'

'It's all right if they just save your life !' He looks right at me with those light gray eyes and smiles.

What ? Wait a second ! He is trying on me ? It should be the other way around ! But, okay. Obviously it's working better if he has the feeling to conquer me . so let it be.

'Well, my life is of no value for you. Elladan and you wanted me to be chucked out of here even though you know I have nowhere to go.'

'I didn't. It was elladans fault that they wanted you out of rivendell. They already prepared to make you leave, force you if you refused .'

'But . but then . why am I still here ?' Sudden realization in my eyes and a smile from elrohir. 'You . you helped me ? But why ?'

'I don't know. I just didn't want you leaving. You belong here .'

Oh, right. He makes me stay here, he gives me the come hither smiles : I'm the victim here ! Oh my god. Well, lord elrond won't care which way around we were hitting on eachother, the fact that we could be together will knock him of his elven-feet.

'. and you are to beautiful to be killed by orcs somewhere out there .'

An embarrassed smile, he gets up and runs away. I'm smiling as well. So I am beautiful in his eyes. Well, well, well, what do you know.

I decide to go and ask arwen for advice. Because it's time for lunch, practically everybody will be in the halls. And, of course, glorfindel, aragorn and arwen are sitting at the table in the halls, munching some elven-food.

'Haldir ! What was it like ?', asks glorfindel curiously when I sit down next to him.

I start telling the story and arwen smiles.

'What ?'

'Oh nothing.'

'WHAT ???'

'Well, so you just figured it out yourself. That he won't give in to anything unless he wants you anyway. And then he is the hunter and you are the prey, my dear haldir. So, take or leave it.'

'So, he likes me ?'

'Seems so,' said glorfindel.

'Hey, you're not jealous, are you ?'

'You'd give in to me everytime I wanted you to.' He wears cute smile and flutters his golden lashes. 'Don't you think so?'

'Right.' Would I ? He's beautiful, really gorgeous and the day was a disaster, I'd deserve some relaxation. I watch him, the shining golden hair in long non-braided ripples falling over his midnight blue robes and those pretty dark eyes . Would I ?

Before I can say or do anything he slips his arms around my waist and kisses me rather passionately. And worst of all, I'm kissing him back. My, my, I have no pride at all. And I'm feeling dizzy . hmm, of course, I knew before that I like glorfindel's sweet lips on mine. Not because I love him, but because he's a natural as far as kissing is concerned. And other non-PG rated things, too. I feel a hot bloodrush all through my body. Couldn't we just be alone for a while, in his room or mine .? Well, but only few people know about this. That nobody would withstand him, does not mean that he's taking those chances. Otherwise, he would probably be the 'most-wanted-as-my-partner'-elf of middle earth.

'Right ?'

'You jerk. What do you want me to do ? Surrender to you right here ?'

'I warned you. You could have agreed. Now I had to prove my point .'

Another chaste kiss. Arwen smiles.

'Hey, think about legolas and elrohir, guys. What if they see this ?'

'We're friends.' Arwen arches an eyebrow and I add : 'Close friends, then.'

'Well, looks like you'll get your revenge then. Even if it's not the way you thought .'

Yeah, but I still want the night with glorfindel. The thing with elrohir will still take a while and glorfindel and I do already share some pleasant memories.

'Okay, I got to go, there's still some work to be done .', I say and wink at glorfindel. Of course I would. Let's go.

'You say it. Lord elrond expects the daily report of what's going on around here ,' he lies and leaves with me. I don't care about talking him on the way to his room and I got my hands under his shirt before we can open the door.

'Hey, hey, not out here,' he smiles. 'And I didn't really think you'd give in again. - Great that you do, though.'

I push him into the room and slam the door shut. He finds himself pressed to the wall, my hands still roaming around under his clothes.

'Shut up and kiss me, what do think ?'

He smiles. 'You want me bad, hm ?'

Damn skippy I want him! But at least he's doing my bidding and kisses me while gently opening the win-red robe and leaving it to fall to the floor. God, I'm going to be tired tomorrow .!