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A/N: Read and review!! Thankies!
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To say Aragorn was furious would have been a tremendous understatement. Both Gimli and Theoden raised eyebrows when they watched the man heatedly sharpen his sword against a rock, but wisely the two beings said nothing. One may have even expected smoke to come pouring out of his ears. He scowled menacingly at an invisible foe and finally, utterly frustrated, he threw Anduril down and stalked off. The dwarf turned to Rohan's king who stared back blankly. Neither wanted to follow the man. Even weapon less, he could be extremely dangerous. Wordlessly, they both decided to let the man cool down before he was approached.
Aragorn was so lost in his violent thoughts he didn't even notice the elf that sat perched on the edge of one of Theoden's many railings. The very elf who was the very center of Aragorn's vicious mental images, but it seemed this very elf was too distracted by his own issues at hand. The man was the first to notice as he rounded the corner. His first instinct was to lunge blindly at the Guardian, but logic finally kicked in. Firstly, Haldir had his weapons; secondly, all though Aragorn thought himself a formidable warrior, he had heard the excellence in combat this particular elf had, as well as thousands of years of experience. As much as the man hated to admit it, he was sure at this time Haldir would beat him. So instead he decided he would just walk by him, ignoring the arrogant Guardian. He would be dealt with later.
Fortunately, or possibly unfortunately, Haldir had different ideas he too had noticed the man the same time the said human noticed him, but the elf decided not to show it. He wasn't close enough to be a direct threat. Besides, the elf had a few words he'd like to say to the future king of Gondor. The Guardian's timing was exceptional as the man moved closer, almost passing Haldir completely, but the elf whipped out one of his many knives. Before Aragorn could blink, it was held threateningly at his throat.
"You wish to kill me?" The man asked coolly, trying to show the elf that he was not caught off-guard.
"Nay, I just wish to speak with you."
"You normally draw your weapons at such occasions?"
"Only for you." Haldir smirked Aragorn returned the gesture sarcastically. "Besides, I would never pass the opportunity to scare you."
"You did not scare me." The man answered hastily, refusing to let Haldir win this round. "You merely-" the elf raised an eyebrow. "-Surprised me."
Haldir nodded, obviously not believing him. "Of course. Not everyone can have the reflex of elves."
Aragorn scowled darkly. "What is it you wish to speak about?" He didn't want any soldiers walking passed, seeing the elf once again getting the best of him. He wanted this over fast.
"You are willing to listen?"
"Does not look like I have much of a choice."
Haldir nodded again, his elvish arrogance faded as an indescribable seriousness took over as he returned his knife to his belt. "Stay away from Legolas." He stated simply.
Aragorn rubbed a hand across his throat but still remained in eye contact with the elf. "What Legolas and I do in our time is our business."
"I smelt your scent on him. It is my business."
"You do not own him."
"I am doing this for him."
"Liar!" The man raised his voice louder then he had intended.
"Liar?" "Your elvish pride can not stand the fact Legolas does not return your feelings of affection and adoration. You cannot -will not- fathom the fact that he will never love you."
Haldir's eyes sparked for a moment with emotion, with pain, and Aragorn knew he had hit a sensitive spot on the seemingly untouchable Guardian. The elf blinked, stifling the little emotion that he foolishly let show.
"Your beliefs and opinions are both naïve and childish. You think this has anything to do with love?"
"Yes." The man answered defiantly
"Then you are a bigger fool than I ever thought."
"Speak your point."
"You will only cause Legolas more grief, perhaps even death, and I will not let a human take the life of an immortal elf by their own selfishness."
Aragorn swallowed hard but he did not back down. "He will not die of grief."
"Enlighten me."
"I love him."
"That is not enough."
"Not enough?"
"You are betrothed to another."
"I will not marry her."
"You think it is that simple." It was more of a statement then a question, but Aragorn answered anyway.
"Yes."
"You do not seem to understand. Your affection for Legolas has both blinded your logic and judgment. You can not love Legolas."
"What do you mean?"
"Whether you like it or not man, you will marry the Evenstar. Your fate has been sealed. Gondor will never stand for their king to love a male, immortal elf."
Aragorn licked his lips, the elf was right. "I never wanted to rule Gondor."
"Like I said, your fate has been sealed."
"I make my own destiny."
"So what will you do?"
"I will leave with Legolas."
"You choose exile?"
"If I must."
"What then? You both live happily ever after?"
Aragorn was hesitant to answer; Haldir seemed to know something he did not. "Perhaps."
"You seem to be forgetting, you are mortal. You, unlike Legolas, will die, and what will become of him? Banished from his homeland for you." The man mentally kicked himself for being so stupid for forgetting such a significant issue. "Shall he join you in the after life? In grief? You wish to bind Legolas to you even in passing?"
"No!" Haldir blinked emotionlessly as the man he stood before exploded. "Never! I wish not to harm, Legolas."
"Then let him go. You can still save him. Let him live."
Aragorn was at a loss. As much as his stubborn mind refused to believe it, the Guardian had a line of reasoning. "I can not lose him, not again." He shook his head almost sadly.
"Then you have sentenced him to death."
The man could not help but think how those words seemed so familiar; it had been the same words Legolas had said to him about Arwen. Could he bring both elves to death for him? Seeing that Aragorn seemed to understand the issue at hand, Haldir began to walk away.
"You love him don't you?"
The Guardian did not turn around.
"It matters not."
"It does." Aragorn insisted.
"Aye," Haldir almost whispered, closing his eyes. "I do." He then continued to walk away as the man watched him go, both their hearts torn and bleeding, seemingly by the same elf who lay nearby, dreamlessly asleep.
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A/N: Unlike Aragorn's fate, Haldir's has yet to be sealed!! Votes are still being counted!! He can still be saved/killed! But at the moment, it seems all of you pretty much want our favorite Guardian to live, live LIVE!! \(^- ^)/ All making really good points. Besides him being really, really sexah and how discriminating it was for him to die in FOTR. And I wouldn't want you to hate me *rubs chin thoughtfully* If the deciding chapter is not up next it will definitely be up in the chapter after next ^-^ Keep reading and reviewing!!
A/N: Read and review!! Thankies!
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To say Aragorn was furious would have been a tremendous understatement. Both Gimli and Theoden raised eyebrows when they watched the man heatedly sharpen his sword against a rock, but wisely the two beings said nothing. One may have even expected smoke to come pouring out of his ears. He scowled menacingly at an invisible foe and finally, utterly frustrated, he threw Anduril down and stalked off. The dwarf turned to Rohan's king who stared back blankly. Neither wanted to follow the man. Even weapon less, he could be extremely dangerous. Wordlessly, they both decided to let the man cool down before he was approached.
Aragorn was so lost in his violent thoughts he didn't even notice the elf that sat perched on the edge of one of Theoden's many railings. The very elf who was the very center of Aragorn's vicious mental images, but it seemed this very elf was too distracted by his own issues at hand. The man was the first to notice as he rounded the corner. His first instinct was to lunge blindly at the Guardian, but logic finally kicked in. Firstly, Haldir had his weapons; secondly, all though Aragorn thought himself a formidable warrior, he had heard the excellence in combat this particular elf had, as well as thousands of years of experience. As much as the man hated to admit it, he was sure at this time Haldir would beat him. So instead he decided he would just walk by him, ignoring the arrogant Guardian. He would be dealt with later.
Fortunately, or possibly unfortunately, Haldir had different ideas he too had noticed the man the same time the said human noticed him, but the elf decided not to show it. He wasn't close enough to be a direct threat. Besides, the elf had a few words he'd like to say to the future king of Gondor. The Guardian's timing was exceptional as the man moved closer, almost passing Haldir completely, but the elf whipped out one of his many knives. Before Aragorn could blink, it was held threateningly at his throat.
"You wish to kill me?" The man asked coolly, trying to show the elf that he was not caught off-guard.
"Nay, I just wish to speak with you."
"You normally draw your weapons at such occasions?"
"Only for you." Haldir smirked Aragorn returned the gesture sarcastically. "Besides, I would never pass the opportunity to scare you."
"You did not scare me." The man answered hastily, refusing to let Haldir win this round. "You merely-" the elf raised an eyebrow. "-Surprised me."
Haldir nodded, obviously not believing him. "Of course. Not everyone can have the reflex of elves."
Aragorn scowled darkly. "What is it you wish to speak about?" He didn't want any soldiers walking passed, seeing the elf once again getting the best of him. He wanted this over fast.
"You are willing to listen?"
"Does not look like I have much of a choice."
Haldir nodded again, his elvish arrogance faded as an indescribable seriousness took over as he returned his knife to his belt. "Stay away from Legolas." He stated simply.
Aragorn rubbed a hand across his throat but still remained in eye contact with the elf. "What Legolas and I do in our time is our business."
"I smelt your scent on him. It is my business."
"You do not own him."
"I am doing this for him."
"Liar!" The man raised his voice louder then he had intended.
"Liar?" "Your elvish pride can not stand the fact Legolas does not return your feelings of affection and adoration. You cannot -will not- fathom the fact that he will never love you."
Haldir's eyes sparked for a moment with emotion, with pain, and Aragorn knew he had hit a sensitive spot on the seemingly untouchable Guardian. The elf blinked, stifling the little emotion that he foolishly let show.
"Your beliefs and opinions are both naïve and childish. You think this has anything to do with love?"
"Yes." The man answered defiantly
"Then you are a bigger fool than I ever thought."
"Speak your point."
"You will only cause Legolas more grief, perhaps even death, and I will not let a human take the life of an immortal elf by their own selfishness."
Aragorn swallowed hard but he did not back down. "He will not die of grief."
"Enlighten me."
"I love him."
"That is not enough."
"Not enough?"
"You are betrothed to another."
"I will not marry her."
"You think it is that simple." It was more of a statement then a question, but Aragorn answered anyway.
"Yes."
"You do not seem to understand. Your affection for Legolas has both blinded your logic and judgment. You can not love Legolas."
"What do you mean?"
"Whether you like it or not man, you will marry the Evenstar. Your fate has been sealed. Gondor will never stand for their king to love a male, immortal elf."
Aragorn licked his lips, the elf was right. "I never wanted to rule Gondor."
"Like I said, your fate has been sealed."
"I make my own destiny."
"So what will you do?"
"I will leave with Legolas."
"You choose exile?"
"If I must."
"What then? You both live happily ever after?"
Aragorn was hesitant to answer; Haldir seemed to know something he did not. "Perhaps."
"You seem to be forgetting, you are mortal. You, unlike Legolas, will die, and what will become of him? Banished from his homeland for you." The man mentally kicked himself for being so stupid for forgetting such a significant issue. "Shall he join you in the after life? In grief? You wish to bind Legolas to you even in passing?"
"No!" Haldir blinked emotionlessly as the man he stood before exploded. "Never! I wish not to harm, Legolas."
"Then let him go. You can still save him. Let him live."
Aragorn was at a loss. As much as his stubborn mind refused to believe it, the Guardian had a line of reasoning. "I can not lose him, not again." He shook his head almost sadly.
"Then you have sentenced him to death."
The man could not help but think how those words seemed so familiar; it had been the same words Legolas had said to him about Arwen. Could he bring both elves to death for him? Seeing that Aragorn seemed to understand the issue at hand, Haldir began to walk away.
"You love him don't you?"
The Guardian did not turn around.
"It matters not."
"It does." Aragorn insisted.
"Aye," Haldir almost whispered, closing his eyes. "I do." He then continued to walk away as the man watched him go, both their hearts torn and bleeding, seemingly by the same elf who lay nearby, dreamlessly asleep.
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A/N: Unlike Aragorn's fate, Haldir's has yet to be sealed!! Votes are still being counted!! He can still be saved/killed! But at the moment, it seems all of you pretty much want our favorite Guardian to live, live LIVE!! \(^- ^)/ All making really good points. Besides him being really, really sexah and how discriminating it was for him to die in FOTR. And I wouldn't want you to hate me *rubs chin thoughtfully* If the deciding chapter is not up next it will definitely be up in the chapter after next ^-^ Keep reading and reviewing!!