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I'm oozing out of bed. I'm a bit sluggish this morning, because the little incident with glorfindel drained most of the energy that was left in me. Well, I guess it was worth it.

Oh my god, is my first thought when I'm facing my reflection. My eyes are shadowed pitch-black and my hair is standing on and like silver wire. And the sun is setting. Now I really gotta run. I run to the bathroom and back, put on the robes I find on the floor and set of at breakneck speed to reach the garden as quick as possible.

Elladan and elrohir are already waiting and so is lord elrond. Bloody hell, what is he doing here at this time in the morning ? Without is obligatory visit in the beauty-parlor, obviously. God, he looks better than me?

'Haldir, good morning.'There's really someone dead. You can't get that expression only because of wanting to kill the archery-teacher.

' 'Morning ,' I say stifling a yawn.

'I see, you are already neglecting your duty as a teacher.'

'I'm sorry, lord elrond. It won't happen again.' I taped this sentence a long, long time ago and it's gushing out my mouth automatically every time I'm late.

'I hope so. And the next time you show up here, dress in your own robes, please .'

I look down. I'm wearing glorfindel's f**king 'I'm-an-important-person'- uniform. Is this embarrassing ? Yes, yes, YES, I hope for the floor to open up and swallow me but nothing happens.

'Yes, sir.' I'm blushing for the first time in a half millenium. All that starts well, ends well. If this starts like it begun, please tell me now, so I can be the target in todays' archery lesson.

'That would be all.' He has no other sentence to dismiss faulty little elves like me. It sounds so 'lord-of-you' like.

'Thank you. Let's start todays' lesson, boys.'

'Oh, yes, did I mention it? I'm going to monitor this lesson to see that you are doing proper work ,' he says with that jerky grin of his spreading wider than ever.

'If you think that it's necessary, my lord, I'll be pleased with you watching.'

'Monitoring.'

'Whatever. Let's get to it.'

The lesson is not good. Elladan is working hard to show that I'm a sub- standard archer who is not capable of teaching knowledge to other people, or willingly refuses to. I feel very much like shooting him but while lord elrond is around that is not an option. Elrohir tries the simple opposite and asks questions he knows I can answer and make it sound good. In the end of the lesson, we and up shooting the target again and elrohirs arrows, again, soar way up to the sky, not because he's tense but because he makes them. I'm walking over, standing behind him, holding his wrist.

'What are you doing ?'

'Do you love him ?'

'Do I love who ?'

'Glorfindel.' He looks around and his flickering eyes meet mine.

'A long, long time ago I did. But we're merely good friends now.'

'I saw you. Yesterday, in the corridor to his room.' He puts an arrow to the string, lets go and hits the target.

'And ?' Oh holy sh*t ! It was a good advice that I just didn't take . arwen asked what would happen if he saw us.

'You looked in love .'

'We're not. If we were, why shouldn't I tell you ? It was a bad day and I thought I deserved some fun.'

'It's nothing serious ?' Another arrow.

'No. We're friends , that's all.'

'Hm.'

'Do you think, you can handle the bow alone or do you still need my ~embrace~ to hit the target ?'

'I would prefer it.'

'Really ?' Woo, we're getting somewhere. He's shifting from one foot to the other, just like someone who is on the brink to ask a question which might embarrass him.

'Really really.You know, I was wondering if you . oh no . nothing .?'

'If I'd what ? Come on .'

'No.'

'Pretty please ?' I flutter my eyelashes glorfindel-style. But the effect is not what I hoped it would be.

'No.'

'I'm not going to wait till kingdom come. It's now or never.'

'Oh, well. I was wondering if you wouldn't like to get some horses after this lesson and just ride somewhere for the afternoon.'

'Sure I'd like to. I just need to put something else on . and do something about those shades below my eyes.'

'No. Put something else on but leave the shades. They're sexy.' He says without so much as looking at me.

What ? I let go of his wrist, shocked. I didn't expect that compliment. Then he turns around, smiles at me and shoots his next arrow straight into the black eye of the target.

'Thank you ,' I manage to say. 'Well, I still have the lesson to get over with.'

'Don't worry .'

He turns around and walks over to elladan. 'I'm so tired of this. My concentration is all gone. I'd like to do something fun, wouldn't you ?', he nearly-yells, so that lord elrond who is sitting under the trees, will hear it for sure.

'Yeah, of course. Who asked for these dumb lessons, you or me ?'

Lord elrond strides out of the shadows and stops facing me.

'You heard it, the boys are bored. You will resume the lesson tomorrow morning.'

'Yes, sir.'

I practically run back to my room. Should this be a date ? Really ? Wow. My first date in what? 400 years ? If I exclude glorfindel, anyway. I'm not ~dating~ him.

Which robes should I wear? My god, I'm just like arwen who hasn't anything to wear in front of a full-to-bursting wardrobe. Finally I close my eyes and choose my accident my favorite clothes, simple blue ones with just a hint of silver embroidered. I put them on and try to walk to the stables. This doesn't mean anything to me, does it ?

When I reach my destination, elrohir is already waiting for me with his hazel-brown mare esteriƩl. I don't have an own horse because my faithful stallion was shot under me by orcs on the way to rivendell. Elrohir chose a silky white mare with a dark gray mane and big black eyes for me. She is pawing the ground impatiently waiting for me get a move on.

'Well, haldir, let's see if you are as skilled on horse back as you are with your bow ,' elrohir says with a smile.

'You bet .' Of course I am. I'm a natural in every kind of things. I just need to prove my point, I guess.