Artist: Blue
Album: Unknown
Title: Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word == The song that is used! Sorry for taking so long to update! Be patient with me!!! ^-^ Thanks to the reviewers!! Enjoy!
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Aragorn was so caught up in his own thoughts he didn't even notice the thick, tree root which protruded from the earth. Caught off guard, Aragorn was meant to have fallen, hard and fast to the ground if a pair of slender yet strong arms did not catch him, the future king stumbled awkwardly into the body of Legolas who patiently waited for him to gain his footing. Suddenly realising that the Prince was the one who caught him Aragorn frowned and pushed him away.
"I do not need your help" he spat.
The elf just raised an unconcern eyebrow. "Then you should watch where you are going." He answered coolly before turning his back on the scowling human.
At the beginning of this journey Aragorn would had given anything for the beautiful elf to catch him in his arms but now, knowing the truth Aragorn wished Legolas to stay as far away as possible. He couldn't bear to look at the stunning elf let alone have him touch him, to catch him, to save him. It tore at his already broken heart.
Meanwhile the rest of the fellowship looked at each other, confused, unsure of how to register the incident that had just happened. Legolas was far up ahead, scouting, and far behind was the fuming Aragorn, both of them separated by the rest of the members of the fellowship. The tension between man and elf seemed to have built up exceedingly ever since the visit to Lothlorien. What could have happened?
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Aragorn stood alone, in the middle of a forest, distancing himself from the beings he was suppose to watch over as they peacefully slept on, he closed his eyes trying to clear his cluttered mind. However a twig snapping, interrupted his train of thought, he opened his eyes only to be met by sapphire ones.
"I thought the purpose of a watch was to watch."
"I am watching." The man replied.
"So you say."
Aragorn swallowed hard, here he stood inches away from the creature that he both loved and hated, if leaned slightly forward their lips would meet. Mentally he shook his head; he would have none of this.
"What are you doing here?" Aragorn finally said, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Did I interrupt something?"
"No."
Legolas didn't reply, his blue eyes trailed from Aragorn's face to the Evenstar that hung loosely around his neck.
"She has given up her immortality." He said softly. Dumbfounded Aragorn merely nodded. "Then you have sentenced her to death."
Aragorn's eyes widened. "What?" Was all that he managed to say.
Legolas's eyes looked back up at Aragorn. "Then you have sentenced her to death." He repeated slightly louder then before.
"Why do you say such a thing?"
Legolas merely shrugged. "Tis true. She will die"
"It was her own choice." Aragorn began.
"Her judgement was clouded." Legolas interrupted.
"By what?"
"Her love for you." Legolas unnecessarily pointed out. "And if you truly loved her, you would not allow her to have such a fate."
"You speak, as if a mortal life is not good enough for one of your kind."
Legolas stared dully into Aragorn's eyes and shrugged again. "Perhaps."
Then suddenly something inside of Aragorn snapped, he had had enough and he charged at the unsuspecting elf. Caught off-guard Legolas was brought down by a much heavier Aragorn, the Prince winced as he felt the full weight of the human fall on top of him, his wince was however, cut short as he felt a small, sharp blade pressed against his throat.
"How dare you." Aragorn barely breathed. "How dare you speak as if you are superior to men."
Legolas's face, like always betrayed no emotion as he swiftly flipped over pulling Aragorn down and rolling on top of him while pulling the blade out of his grasps and it was Aragorn's turn to be pinned with a knife to his throat.
"I do and say anything I want, King of Gondor." Legolas replied calmly.
His voice seem to mock the already enraged Aragorn and ignoring the fact that a sharp instrument was held against his throat he lunged at Legolas whose elven reflexes saved Aragorn from killing himself. Caught once again off-guard Legolas gasped as he felt two strong hands constricting around his throat, instinctively he kneed his attacker hard in the torso. Knocking the wind out of Aragorn, the king rolled off as Legolas sat up, rubbing his throat and scowling at the breathless man.
"You are foolish, Aragorn." He finally said in between gasps. "You could have killed yourself."
"What would you care?" Aragorn questioned, trying to breathe properly.
Legolas narrowed his eyes as he got up to his feet. "Stupid human."
Aragorn closed his eyes as he heard the distinctive rustling sound, which indicated that the elf has left. Sighing, he sat up and looked at the direction Legolas had stalked off too. Once again left alone with only his thoughts, Aragorn did something he hadn't done for a long, long time; he began to sing, softly into the night air
"What I got to do to make you love me?
What I got to do to make you care?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
And I wake to find that you're not there?
What I got to go to make you want me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I say when it's all over?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation.
And it's getting more and more absurd.
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over?
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
What do I do to make you want me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I say when it's all over?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation.
And it's getting more and more absurd.
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over?
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
What I got to do to make you love me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
What have I got to do?
What have I got to do?
When sorry seems to be the hardest word."
A single tear fell from the normally, calm, bright eyes of Aragorn. The pain ran deeper then he wished to believe. 'If he only knew.' He thought sadly. 'If he only knew how I truly felt.'
Album: Unknown
Title: Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word == The song that is used! Sorry for taking so long to update! Be patient with me!!! ^-^ Thanks to the reviewers!! Enjoy!
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Aragorn was so caught up in his own thoughts he didn't even notice the thick, tree root which protruded from the earth. Caught off guard, Aragorn was meant to have fallen, hard and fast to the ground if a pair of slender yet strong arms did not catch him, the future king stumbled awkwardly into the body of Legolas who patiently waited for him to gain his footing. Suddenly realising that the Prince was the one who caught him Aragorn frowned and pushed him away.
"I do not need your help" he spat.
The elf just raised an unconcern eyebrow. "Then you should watch where you are going." He answered coolly before turning his back on the scowling human.
At the beginning of this journey Aragorn would had given anything for the beautiful elf to catch him in his arms but now, knowing the truth Aragorn wished Legolas to stay as far away as possible. He couldn't bear to look at the stunning elf let alone have him touch him, to catch him, to save him. It tore at his already broken heart.
Meanwhile the rest of the fellowship looked at each other, confused, unsure of how to register the incident that had just happened. Legolas was far up ahead, scouting, and far behind was the fuming Aragorn, both of them separated by the rest of the members of the fellowship. The tension between man and elf seemed to have built up exceedingly ever since the visit to Lothlorien. What could have happened?
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Aragorn stood alone, in the middle of a forest, distancing himself from the beings he was suppose to watch over as they peacefully slept on, he closed his eyes trying to clear his cluttered mind. However a twig snapping, interrupted his train of thought, he opened his eyes only to be met by sapphire ones.
"I thought the purpose of a watch was to watch."
"I am watching." The man replied.
"So you say."
Aragorn swallowed hard, here he stood inches away from the creature that he both loved and hated, if leaned slightly forward their lips would meet. Mentally he shook his head; he would have none of this.
"What are you doing here?" Aragorn finally said, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Did I interrupt something?"
"No."
Legolas didn't reply, his blue eyes trailed from Aragorn's face to the Evenstar that hung loosely around his neck.
"She has given up her immortality." He said softly. Dumbfounded Aragorn merely nodded. "Then you have sentenced her to death."
Aragorn's eyes widened. "What?" Was all that he managed to say.
Legolas's eyes looked back up at Aragorn. "Then you have sentenced her to death." He repeated slightly louder then before.
"Why do you say such a thing?"
Legolas merely shrugged. "Tis true. She will die"
"It was her own choice." Aragorn began.
"Her judgement was clouded." Legolas interrupted.
"By what?"
"Her love for you." Legolas unnecessarily pointed out. "And if you truly loved her, you would not allow her to have such a fate."
"You speak, as if a mortal life is not good enough for one of your kind."
Legolas stared dully into Aragorn's eyes and shrugged again. "Perhaps."
Then suddenly something inside of Aragorn snapped, he had had enough and he charged at the unsuspecting elf. Caught off-guard Legolas was brought down by a much heavier Aragorn, the Prince winced as he felt the full weight of the human fall on top of him, his wince was however, cut short as he felt a small, sharp blade pressed against his throat.
"How dare you." Aragorn barely breathed. "How dare you speak as if you are superior to men."
Legolas's face, like always betrayed no emotion as he swiftly flipped over pulling Aragorn down and rolling on top of him while pulling the blade out of his grasps and it was Aragorn's turn to be pinned with a knife to his throat.
"I do and say anything I want, King of Gondor." Legolas replied calmly.
His voice seem to mock the already enraged Aragorn and ignoring the fact that a sharp instrument was held against his throat he lunged at Legolas whose elven reflexes saved Aragorn from killing himself. Caught once again off-guard Legolas gasped as he felt two strong hands constricting around his throat, instinctively he kneed his attacker hard in the torso. Knocking the wind out of Aragorn, the king rolled off as Legolas sat up, rubbing his throat and scowling at the breathless man.
"You are foolish, Aragorn." He finally said in between gasps. "You could have killed yourself."
"What would you care?" Aragorn questioned, trying to breathe properly.
Legolas narrowed his eyes as he got up to his feet. "Stupid human."
Aragorn closed his eyes as he heard the distinctive rustling sound, which indicated that the elf has left. Sighing, he sat up and looked at the direction Legolas had stalked off too. Once again left alone with only his thoughts, Aragorn did something he hadn't done for a long, long time; he began to sing, softly into the night air
"What I got to do to make you love me?
What I got to do to make you care?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
And I wake to find that you're not there?
What I got to go to make you want me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I say when it's all over?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation.
And it's getting more and more absurd.
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over?
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
What do I do to make you want me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I say when it's all over?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word.
It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation.
And it's getting more and more absurd.
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over?
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word.
What I got to do to make you love me?
What I got to do to be heard?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
What have I got to do?
What have I got to do?
When sorry seems to be the hardest word."
A single tear fell from the normally, calm, bright eyes of Aragorn. The pain ran deeper then he wished to believe. 'If he only knew.' He thought sadly. 'If he only knew how I truly felt.'