Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, as you know!! Pairing: Legolas/Aragorn,

Summary: Legolas meets Aragorn in Mirkwood as Aragorn is travelling the beautiful country.

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Legolas Greenleaf:

"Legolas! Oh, Legolas! Come here son!" yelled my father. I stood in bedroom looking out of the window. I turned around and went out to my father. What the bloody hell does he want now! I'm sick to death of him calling me.

I walked slowly down to my father. "About time Legolas!" exclaimed my father when I finally arrived. I waved to him sarcastically. "Son. I would like you to meet Aragorn, Son of Arathron. He is visiting Mirkwood for a couple of weeks," said my father. I shook Aragorn's dirty hand. It was filthy. I wiped my hand on my clothes. I made a face at my father, but he wasn't paying any attention. "Legolas. Why don't you show Aragorn to his room?" asked my father. "But father I was going to find Haldir and going to practice my archery," I whined. "Legolas!" my father said sharply, "You can find Haldir tomorrow." I rolled my eyes and led Aragorn to his room.

Aragorn (Son of Arathorn) The beautiful elf led me to my room. He was tall and elegant. But his attitude stank. If only he wasn't so stubborn. "Here it is," he said rudely. "Thank you Legolas," I said. But Legolas just turned and walked away. I was so tired that decided to have a sleep.

He crept over me. He long blonde hair brushed against my chest. I held him ever so tight. "...Aragorn...I... love... you," breathed the elf. All I could do is moan. I pushed his head up and looked into his big beautiful blue eyes. They sparkled so much...

I suddenly woke up. It shouldn't be this way, I thought. Why Legolas is too rude to like me. He only loves himself...

Legolas Greenleaf: I went back up to my room. The man was asleep in the room below me. He was nice. I wish I could turn back time and be nice to him. I was so rude, but my father had been calling me non-stop all morning. I decided to apologize to the man. He was sort of cute I guess you could say. I walked down to his room. I knocked on he door. "Come in," said a husky Gondorian voice. I opened the door. "I didn't disturb you did I?" I asked. "No. I woke up a while ago," said Aragorn. "I'm really Aragorn for being so rude to you. Please forgive me. My father has been annoying me all morning and the last time he called me I was about to explode," I explained. "No need to worry, Legolas. I accept your apology," he said. I breathed a sigh of relief!

Aragorn (Son of Arathorn) Maybe Legolas felt guilty after he was so rude. I didn't want him to feel bad. I've heard of his father before. He is a pain sometimes. His father expects a lot from him.

But anyhow. Right now Legolas is sitting in my room looking through some of my books I've written. They're tales about my journeys to different parts of Middle-Earth. He looked impressed. "Is Mirkwood your last stop?" he asked. "No. I'm going to the Shire, Hobbiton," I said, "I know a hobbit there. His name is Frodo Baggins."

I put down the piece of paper and went over to Legolas. He placed down his book and looked up at me. I leaned forward towards him and kissed his lips. Legolas kissed me back. It was really passionate. He started to unbutton his elf tunic outfit. I suddenly stopped. "I'm sorry. I can't do this."