Legolas Speaks-

                I leaned back against the cool dew kissed grass and laid my blond head upon a soft spot. The sky was decorated with quiet twinkling stars that opened in the darkness. The silence was calming to me, although a part of me was wondering if Aragorn was looking for me. I wanted go back to see him but I did not wish to do so until I have made up my mind.

                Gimli had mentioned that Boromir had been trying to wipe out the dwarves for a while and he deserved this plague. I don't really believe that was true… and I rendered the little guy a bit strange. Whatever happened, people don't deserve to die.

                The sound of firm footsteps against the soft grass rang in my ears but I made no attempt to heed it. I was almost sure it was Aragorn, and I wanted him to join me. I began to undo my braids in patience, waiting for him to approach. "Sit down Estel… the stars are gorgeous tonight." A slight cough was what I got in return. "Boromir?" I breathed in surprise, "I'm sorry I thought you were…"

                "…Aragorn, I know." He finished for me. He looked into my eyes for a moment and then paused. With obvious effort he spoke, "I was wondering if we could talk…"

                "Um… sure, I guess." I said as I sat up, "What would you like to talk about?"

                "I know that Aragorn doesn't trust me, and that's fine."

                "He does trust you… it's just it takes him a while to forgive, I guess."

                "Do you trust me?"

                "I… Yes, I do."

                "That day… when I tried to force you to wed me… I don't know what I was thinking. I had almost no control over what I was doing…"

                "Look for get it… Aragorn and I are both fine… let's not talk about it anymore."

                "No, no it isn't." Boromir muttered. He looked down and muttered something else I didn't catch. As he looked back up at me, there was a weird twinge in his eye. I scooted back from him looking everywhere else but at him.  "Do I make you nervous?" He whispered to me calmly.

                "No… I just…" I said quietly, "Is that why you came to talk to me?" I began to stand up but to my surprise he grasped my wrist. I quickly pulled away disliking being touched by him, plus it seemed to hurt.

                "I came to apologize… and to ask that you don't let what happened before stop you from helping my people… they…" He went on, ignoring me.

                "I would never do that. If I didn't want to help, I would not have come." I said sharply, disliking the fact that he would even consider I would. He looked at me and nodded.

                "I know, for you have a good heart."

                "Thank you."

                A gentle rustle came from the bushes…

Aragorn Speaks-

                "We have to get going really soon." I started to say before Legolas hugged me gently, laying his head upon my shoulder. I stroked his hair, surprised. I kissed him on his forehead and pulled him close. Boromir merely nodded as he strolled back to our campsite, leaving me and Legolas alone.

                "We're alone… for once." I said as slid my arms around my lover's thin waist. Our lips met again and again as I carefully massaged his tongue with content at how good it tasted. My hands streaked down his back as I nibbled on his pale throat. A sweet moan left those beautiful lips as he surrendered to me letting me lower him to the ground. The gorgeous elf was still nervous, I could tell; so I kept my touches gentle, not wanting to hurt him.

                "Are you sure…" I whispered, not wanting him to feel pressured. He smiled and nodded to me. His soft fingers slipped to my shirt and began to undo the strings on them. I let him indulge himself, arousing my desire. His beautiful blue eyes sparkled as he ran gentle fingers down my firm chest.

                "I love you." I whispered softly as I began to undo his leggings. A groan escaped him as my hands drifted to his gently curved hips. He was so beautiful.

Legolas Speaks-

                Nothing had ever felt so good to me as lying together with Aragorn. He was amazing… something that once gave me so much pain now brought me joy beyond anything so I had ever come to know. I felt him cradling me against him whispering to me how much he loved me. I hoped I had pleased him, for I had never done this willingly before.

                "I love you so much." I breathed as I snuggled against him. He tilted my face towards him and gave me another kiss.

                "You make me very happy."

                "I'm glad." I whispered gently.

Aragorn Speaks-

                Legolas's soft body fitted so perfectly against mine. He had given himself to me so fully that I could no longer believe I had once been without him. It was well worth the wait. I wouldn't trade a moment of it for anything in the world.

                "What did he want to talk to you about?" I said as I sensed something was lingering on my lover's mind.

                "He was just apologizing again… He yearns for you to trust him." The elven beauty stirred slightly in my arms, gazing at me.

                "It's just a bit strange… running into him all of a sudden."

                "It's fate." My lover told me as he fingered my hair. I smiled, for he seemed so innocent and young when he spoke of these things. He had so much purity and goodness in him, despite everything he had gone through.

                "The same fate that brought you to me…" He whispered once more, this time with notes of deep passion, "And allowed us to be together."

                I kissed him again, taking my time to show him how much he meant to me. We silently dressed ourselves, each knowing that we would have the rest of our lives together.

                I opened my mouth to speak to Legolas but frowned when I noticed that he was bleeding slightly. "Did I hurt…" I began but he shook his head.

                "No… it wasn't you, I am sure."

                "Then what is it from?" I asked, taking his wrist into my hands.

                "I can't be sure… my own clumsiness, I suppose." The pretty elf dismissed as he cleaned off the blood. I frowned, for I knew that was not the case. But it was not serious so I did not pursue any further.

Boromir Speaks-

                I was jealous of their closeness… this I could not deny. I could not tell them what I wanted Legolas to do, for it was too much at this point. I did not know if he was willing to make this sacrifice, for it could put his life in danger. But if all goes well, he should be okay after what I do. I would never tell Aragorn this, of course. Not until it is done anyway.

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Kinda short… sorry I didn't update for a while. Finals n stuff.

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