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To answer all your questions, YES! That's exactly what's happening! (Whatever those questions are! Ha! Ha!)

Keep on suffering, guys. Didn't I promise you a load of angst?

An hour later, Legolas was instantly awakened when he felt someone touched his split lips tenderly. He looked up to see his brother gazing down at him with regret in his eyes. When he opened his mouth to speak, Keldarion hastily said, "I'm sorry, Legolas. I'm terribly sorry for hitting you."

The younger prince lay still as he let his brother tended to his still bleeding lips with a damp cloth. "What's happening, Kel? What made you react that way just now?"

Keldarion shook his head sadly. "I don't know, my brother. It is something that I can't explain. I can't understand it myself for I have never experience it before. I feel as if something is keeping hold of my emotion that I easily lost control. I would never, ever, hurt you intentionally. Please believe me…" Keldarion started to cry then.

Legolas sat up and put a calming hand on Keldarion's shoulder. "I know that, Kel. I'll never stop believing in you. You've saved my life a million times, remember? But please tell me what I can do to help you."

Brushing away his tears, Keldarion sighed. "I wish I knew."

"Has something strange happened on your journey?"

"Nothing that I know of," Keldarion answered. He stared at Legolas's lips in sorrow, "Valar! I've just marred your pretty face and father will definitely kill me!"

Legolas laughed softly. "Don't worry about this! I'll tell him I fell and hit myself against the marble floor!"

"I don't think he will buy it."

"Then I'll think of something, okay? I'm prone to troubles anyway and he'll believe anything! Now stop worrying and let me get back to sleep."

Keldarion chuckled. "Go ahead, then. I'll stay here and watch over you. My room feel so empty at a time like this."

"Watch over me? I'm not a child anymore, Kel! Sheesh!!" With a small smile playing at his injured lips, Legolas drifted back to sleep. Keldarion couldn't stop gazing down lovingly at his brother. Look at him. So trusting. I could have killed him just now for that lost of control. Today, I had hit him for the first time ever. What might I do to him next if this strange feeling does not go away?

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The next morning, Legolas's injured lips were healed, thanks to his inner healing ability and the salve that Keldarion had put on the damp cloth. Thranduil would never know what had transpired between his two sons last night. For the next several days, everything went on normally. Keldarion hadn't been affected by the wild emotion anymore. He helped his father ruled the realm; attending the weekly council, visiting his people and listening to their reports or complaints, the usual mundane chores of a crown prince.

Right now, he was in the open field, attending sword practice with his brother and several other Mirkwood warriors. He looked on intently as Legolas sparred with Linden, the commander of the royal guards. The younger prince was moving faster than eyes could follow, so skillful and nimble on his feet. But Linden was a seasoned warrior and he was not easily defeated. He gave everything he had to block the prince's charges.

Keldarion smiled proudly when he saw that Legolas managed to break through Linden's tough defenses finally. Linden had lost his sword somehow and he found himself on the ground, facing the sharp tip of Legolas's sword very near to his face. He sighed in resigned. "Ai Elbereth! I'm too old for this, my prince!"

Legolas chuckled, offering his hand to help the elder elf up. "Old? But you move like a wild colt in heat!"

Linden laughed despite himself. "I wish!"

Keldarion clasped a hand on Legolas's shoulder. "Now that you've defeated this old man here…" Linden laughed even harder to hear that. Smiling, Keldarion continued, "…how about a round with me?"

Legolas grinned. "Can we bet on something this time? How about the ivory twin blades that you got from Haldir last summer?"

Keldarion grimaced. "But I've won the blades, fair and square! Haldir lost his bet to me!"

"Then you have to work harder to defeat me, big brother!"

The elder prince couldn't help but smiled wickedly. "No sweat at all! Deal!" The brothers shook hands in agreement. The other warriors stepped aside and gave room to the two princes, shouting words of encouragements and mock insults.

Legolas made the move first, charging ahead with his raised sword. Keldarion twirled around, evading the hit and retaliated by making his own swing. And the sparring continued on, a mesmerizing spectacle to everyone looking.  Both of them were highly skilled and evenly matched, but Keldarion had the advantage of experience. He had been Legolas's mentor in the swordplay anyway. He knew all the tricks and understood all of Legolas's strengths and weaknesses.

But then, all of a sudden, Keldarion's moves became even more frenzy and faster. Legolas was startled when his brother's attacks turned very brutal and furious. His elder brother looked like a man possessed!

"Kel…?" Legolas managed to call out amid his desperate attempts to block Keldarion's wild swings. "Ease up, will you?!"

"Shut up and keep your defense!" Keldarion cried out angrily.

"What?!!!"

"No talking!" Swing! Swing! "Move your feet!"

"I am!"

"Faster!" Swing! Swing!

"Kel, stop it!!"

"Faster, brat!!!"

"Kel!!!"

Legolas stumbled and fell to the ground, Keldarion's sword pointed right at his throat. For a full agonizing moment, the two brothers stared at each other intensely, oblivious to the astounded warriors around them. Both brothers were breathing heavily. Legolas was wide eyed while Keldarion's eyes were drawn to a slit.

When awareness returned, Keldarion straightened up, looked around him and tossed the sword to the ground. He looked down at his brother before staring back at his hands in disbelief. Without saying a word, the Mirkwood crown prince turned and walked swiftly away.

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Legolas found him in the garden a while later, crying under the shade of an arbor. Keldarion looked up, not surprise that Legolas would find him here. "Go away, Legolas."

"I can't." Legolas sat down on the bench beside his brother. "What's happening, Kel? Talk to me. Please."

"I nearly killed you just now! That's what happened! Can't you see? I can't control it anymore!"

"Control what? What are you talking about?"

"This sound in my head! The beckoning voice! It keeps calling me, taking over my heart …and my soul…"

Legolas was silent for a full minute, having no idea what to say to placate his brother. "Kel, lets take this matter to father. He might know what to do."

Keldarion shook his head, standing up instantly. "No. He can't do anything."

"How do you know…?"

"Because I know, damn it! No one can help me!" Keldarion yelled. "I want you stay away from me, Legolas. I don't want to hurt you."

"I will not stay away from you and I will not let you handle whatever trouble you're having all alone!"

"Why are you being so damn stubborn?"

"Because I care for you, Kel! You're my brother!"

"Brother? You call yourself my brother when you're the reason I lost my mother? I might still have her love if you didn't kill her, tearing out of her womb!!!!"

A long silence ensued. Keldarion didn't know where those words had come from. They just exploded out of his mouth before he managed to swallow them back.

Legolas actually flinched as if he'd been punched again to hear Keldarion's painful words. For a long moment, he was incredibly stunned as he stared open mouthed at his brother. Then, without a word, Legolas spun around and ran, his form quickly disappeared from Keldarion's anguish eyes.

Oh, Legolas…forgive me…forgive me….

TBC…

P/s : Err…do I hear you guys screaming?