A Love Story
Disclaimer: Believe me, I own absolutely nothing.
Author's Note: Like I said before, it is a Slash. Aragorn/Legolas. Obviously don't read if you don't like slashes. And please review!! Need to know there is SOMEBODY reading this! =) Cheers! Pretty much has nothing to do with the storyline of the book BTW. In the books, Aragorn does have a longer life expectancy because he has elvish blood in him...
Summary: Before Shakespeare fell in love; before Romeo found his Juliet there was a man and his elf. The greatest love story never told.
'//' means flashback for those who are unfamiliar.
To Fantasia: Yeah, things would get complicated that's the point. You might not know my writing style but hey, who could blame you? But I like angst, I enjoy making our beloved elf and man suffer both mentally and emotionally immensely. I have been told several times that I am evil but I must be doing something right because the peeps keep on reading *cheesy grin*.
I follow neither the movie nor book, as this is an AU, like "The Hardest Thing."
And I'm glad you like this chapter and it was you intrigued, it's what I was going for. =) Hope you stick around to see how things will turn out for our long suffering lovers! ;-)
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Estel could not help but steal glances at the blonde beauty while he conversed with the Evenstar, he found any and every movement of his completely mesmerizing. From the way he stirred his soup, the way he licked his lips, the way he nonchalantly blew stray strands of his hair out of his face. Every single simple movement easily captivated the young human despite his mental shame. Why couldn't he concentrate on the stunning Arwen who stood before him? Why did Legolas have to be so perfect? Why couldn't Arwen be more like Legolas? Why couldn't Legolas be female?
[[ "Games, changes and fears
When will they go from here?
When will they stop?
I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together
But we're not
I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you," ]]
Meanwhile, Lord Elrond looked on analyzing the situation at hand. There was no mistake Legolas was unmistakably the one. All they needed now was for Estel to realize it. He glanced quickly at his daughter equally enthralled by Estel as he was to Legolas, he silently pitied her, for the anguish and sorrow she would later go through but he knew the lessons she would learn would be invaluable to help her grow.
[[ "I may appear to be free
But I'm just a prisoner of your love
And I may seem all right and smile when you leave
But my smiles are just a front
I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you" ]]
Legolas tried to ignore Estel and Arwen but it was hard, too hard. He couldn't help but look over now and then his heart tore a little more each time he saw them to share a private joke or laugh quietly. He noticed how good the two looked with each other, how they complimented one another. Legolas couldn't take it and finally looked away, Arwen did not even have to raise an eyebrow and she already had Estel hooked. He had lost.
[[ "Here is my confession
May I be your possession
I need your touch
Your love, kisses and such
With all my might I try
But this I can't deny" ]]
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"I hope we can still be simply friends."
Legolas nodded hoping his face didn't show how much those few words hurt. "I would love nothing more."
Only Estel and Legolas stood outside Rivendell, the others were still inside joining in with the festivities completely oblivious to the fact that the guest of honour who was the whole reason for this feast had snuck out early. He couldn't tolerate it, to be in the presence of both Arwen and Estel, both of them looking so happy and complete he refused to drag them down with his own pain and sorrows.
He had thought himself successful in leaving with no one noticing but apparently someone did, that someone was Estel and now, here they stood facing one another in a somewhat awkward silence when Estel muttered his testimony and what else could Legolas do but agree?
It was Estel's turn to nod sadly; they clasped their hands upon one another's shoulders the formal way of bidding farewell. Then without another word Legolas mounted his horse then both the elf and the man turned and headed towards their home. Both not daring to look back, both feared that their emotions would overrule their mentality, so with heavy hearts the two walked on with no second glances. The same few words echoing throughout their own minds.
// '.simply friends.'
'.nothing more.' //
[[ "I try to say goodbye and I choke
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not here.." ]] *
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* "I Try - Macy Gray"
Disclaimer: Believe me, I own absolutely nothing.
Author's Note: Like I said before, it is a Slash. Aragorn/Legolas. Obviously don't read if you don't like slashes. And please review!! Need to know there is SOMEBODY reading this! =) Cheers! Pretty much has nothing to do with the storyline of the book BTW. In the books, Aragorn does have a longer life expectancy because he has elvish blood in him...
Summary: Before Shakespeare fell in love; before Romeo found his Juliet there was a man and his elf. The greatest love story never told.
'//' means flashback for those who are unfamiliar.
To Fantasia: Yeah, things would get complicated that's the point. You might not know my writing style but hey, who could blame you? But I like angst, I enjoy making our beloved elf and man suffer both mentally and emotionally immensely. I have been told several times that I am evil but I must be doing something right because the peeps keep on reading *cheesy grin*.
I follow neither the movie nor book, as this is an AU, like "The Hardest Thing."
And I'm glad you like this chapter and it was you intrigued, it's what I was going for. =) Hope you stick around to see how things will turn out for our long suffering lovers! ;-)
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Estel could not help but steal glances at the blonde beauty while he conversed with the Evenstar, he found any and every movement of his completely mesmerizing. From the way he stirred his soup, the way he licked his lips, the way he nonchalantly blew stray strands of his hair out of his face. Every single simple movement easily captivated the young human despite his mental shame. Why couldn't he concentrate on the stunning Arwen who stood before him? Why did Legolas have to be so perfect? Why couldn't Arwen be more like Legolas? Why couldn't Legolas be female?
[[ "Games, changes and fears
When will they go from here?
When will they stop?
I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together
But we're not
I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you," ]]
Meanwhile, Lord Elrond looked on analyzing the situation at hand. There was no mistake Legolas was unmistakably the one. All they needed now was for Estel to realize it. He glanced quickly at his daughter equally enthralled by Estel as he was to Legolas, he silently pitied her, for the anguish and sorrow she would later go through but he knew the lessons she would learn would be invaluable to help her grow.
[[ "I may appear to be free
But I'm just a prisoner of your love
And I may seem all right and smile when you leave
But my smiles are just a front
I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you" ]]
Legolas tried to ignore Estel and Arwen but it was hard, too hard. He couldn't help but look over now and then his heart tore a little more each time he saw them to share a private joke or laugh quietly. He noticed how good the two looked with each other, how they complimented one another. Legolas couldn't take it and finally looked away, Arwen did not even have to raise an eyebrow and she already had Estel hooked. He had lost.
[[ "Here is my confession
May I be your possession
I need your touch
Your love, kisses and such
With all my might I try
But this I can't deny" ]]
***********************
"I hope we can still be simply friends."
Legolas nodded hoping his face didn't show how much those few words hurt. "I would love nothing more."
Only Estel and Legolas stood outside Rivendell, the others were still inside joining in with the festivities completely oblivious to the fact that the guest of honour who was the whole reason for this feast had snuck out early. He couldn't tolerate it, to be in the presence of both Arwen and Estel, both of them looking so happy and complete he refused to drag them down with his own pain and sorrows.
He had thought himself successful in leaving with no one noticing but apparently someone did, that someone was Estel and now, here they stood facing one another in a somewhat awkward silence when Estel muttered his testimony and what else could Legolas do but agree?
It was Estel's turn to nod sadly; they clasped their hands upon one another's shoulders the formal way of bidding farewell. Then without another word Legolas mounted his horse then both the elf and the man turned and headed towards their home. Both not daring to look back, both feared that their emotions would overrule their mentality, so with heavy hearts the two walked on with no second glances. The same few words echoing throughout their own minds.
// '.simply friends.'
'.nothing more.' //
[[ "I try to say goodbye and I choke
Try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it, it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not here.." ]] *
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* "I Try - Macy Gray"