Woo Hoo me so happy for the great reviews from Katherine and everybody else. I'm stricken by wonder that people actually like my writing, anyways I know the stories getting a little weird, but it's gonna get even weirder. Hope you like my little love scene in this chapter. I'll post the 4th chapter soon then if you peoples like this chapter.

Close your Eyes Chapter 3

Legolas looked about making sure there was no one around, he could not see any danger and the air was fresh and sweet smelling. No Orc would come through here. The gentle sound of the hidden spring filled the elves pointed ears. Legolas began unbraiding his hair slowly cringing as pieces came out from the sticky black blood that had clung to him for so long. He threw off his tattered tunic and walked into the spring. The cool clear water rushed over his face washing his porcelain skin clean, the water changed to a deep lilac color as he scrubbed at his scalp, the blood was thick in his golden locks and he was determined to restore its natural beauty.

Aragorn traveled lightly into the forest at the edge of Helm's Deep, the trees were tall and old, not like the forest they had searched for the hobbits in. this forest had an ivy shimmer to it. Its leaves were clean and beautiful like no other of middle earth had made their way through here. Aragorn enjoyed the beauty of the sweet smelling woods it reminded him of when he saw Legolas ride into Rivendale, when he saw the fair elf he was over come with awe and stricken by his beauty. After Elrond had told Aragorn he for bayed Arwen to be with him and he was sending her to travel with her kin, Aragorn had only thought of her as a dream spirit for that is only when he saw her.

Legolas let his feet down into the cool water as he lay across a warm stone at the spring's base. "Aragorn…" he said aloud, Legolas wondered about his rugged human and where he was. Though he had let his senses fall a bit for if he had looked in the distance he would have seen Aragorn leading his horse towards the spring.

Aragorn stopped and stared, Legolas was washing his arm under the spring still red and bruised it would heal soon, Legolas cringed at the stinging the cold water bit at his wound but he endured it. Aragorn tied the horse to a tree and made his way over to the elf. Legolas looked up as he felt eyes on him; Aragorn smiled slightly, Legolas did the same. "Why did you not tell me you were going out?" Aragorn asked sitting down and removing his boots. Legolas smiled deeper not looking at Aragorn as he washed his arm pressing a leaf into his wound. He winced a little and Aragorn came to sit next to him. He put one arm around the frail elf; Legolas looked back a little before going back to his leaf curing.

Aragorn placed his hand over Legolas' and slowly and gently helped Legolas press the leaf's skin into his own. Aragorn's tunic was warm against Legolas' bare back he liked the way the leather felt against him. He pulled his arm in and discarded the leaf. Aragorn began to stroke the elf's damp hair, Legolas gasped quietly inside himself and pulled away, settling over in some lush grasses, Aragorn looked at Legolas. "Why do you reject me Legolas?" Legolas smiled shaking his head rubbing his arm, "I would never do such things." He said. Aragorn sat next to Legolas then, "I care too much for you." Legolas said not looking up.

Aragorn smiled to himself, Legolas pulled a wooden comb from a satchel he had been carrying and began to pull it through his tangled hair, "Let me help." Aragorn said taking the comb and guiding it gently through the fair elves sun shine hair. Legolas wondered why he felt so far away from Aragorn, so far from his only love. He wondered why he had worried more for Haldir than Aragorn, he wondered if his love had changed. Aragorn teased the soft hair with the comb, making beautiful braids and fashioning them together with great perfection. Legolas turned to Aragorn suddenly, grasping the ranger's hand.

He pulled Aragorn's hand up to his face, and closed his eyes as Aragorn pulled him close, Legolas fell against his chest inhaling the deep smell of leather and sweet grass. His hair cascaded over his shoulders and Aragorn stroked it gently. "Estel…"Legolas said silently, "I love you." Aragorn's eyes went into a soft comforting daze, as he held close to Legolas. He was overjoyed by this feeling it felt like forever since they had embraced each other. Legolas' heart panged painfully as his longing for comfort came to him, he looked up at Aragorn, a hair fell across his eyes and the human's finger traced it away over the graceful pointed ears.

Legolas' eyes sparkled with a new shine Aragorn had never seen, "Close your eyes." Legolas said, Aragorn did slowly, Legolas inched his way forward closing his own white lids as he kissed Aragorn. The scratch of the ranger's fuzzed face did not matter to the Elf he missed it; Legolas brought this arm up to slide through Aragorn's hair. The kiss broke out into short passionate locks as the Aragorn slowly laid the fragile elf down upon the grass, Legolas eyes opened as Aragorn pulled back to look at him. Slowly he nodded, and Aragorn nuzzled into the crook of Legolas' neck kissing and teasing at the elf's skin ever so gently, he was almost afraid to apply any pressure for he thought he might shatter the beautiful Elf.

Aragorn let his hand trail down Legolas' side as he nipped at his skin gently. Legolas let his head back and closed his eyes, Aragorn's touch excited his senses his body felt like a wild fire. Every touch, every kiss was savored. Legolas pulled at Aragorn's Tunic, the ranger laughed lightly at the insistent elf and removed it, Legolas felt the strength of his lover's chest as it pressed against his own, a bronzed body against his own milk white frame. Their lips lingered against each others imprinting the memory upon each other of the way they may never get to be this close for some time to come again.

The horses whinnied lightly and the kiss was broken, "Maybe we should go back, Theoden will be looking for you." Legolas said, "Like he can't run his country on his own." Aragorn stated, Legolas smiled, "No he can't you are the one who suggested everything to him, if it weren't for you surviving that fall we wouldn't have known of the invasion." Aragorn lightly kissed Legolas' bottom lip, "Let's not talk of such things." Legolas eyes held a warm look to them, "Legolas! Where are you?" Legolas and Aragorn's eyes widened as they heard Haldir's voice, Haldir stepped into the clearing and smiled as he saw Aragorn and Legolas scrambling for their clothes.

 "Have I interrupted your little love charade?" Legolas gave an embarrassed grin, "you do show up at the most unexpected times you realize?" he said, Aragorn's face was painted a blush red as the elves laughed, "Oh well its not like I haven't seen the likes of you unclothes my Mirkwood prince." Aragorn looked at Legolas, who blushed. "Haldir!" he squeaked, "Must you?" Haldir leaned against a nearby tree, "I believe I must always find something to bother the both of you with, since I didn't die I get to bother you and your pet human." Aragorn went to say something but couldn't think of a good come back. Legolas laughed, "There's a good man always doing what you're told." Aragorn groaned going for his boots, "Oh the both of you can shut up." He said mockingly. Legolas and Haldir laughed.

 (Back at Helm's deep)

Eowyn paced about cleaning up beds from injured and some that were now dead, 'I am a shield maiden why must I be plagued with this unknown wanting for a disturbed man?' she wondered to herself and hated the fact that Aragorn was in the arms of an elf, a female elf she could compete with but this? This Legolas that he desired most? It sickened her even thinking of it, how the elf always seemed to matter more to him than anything. Even if middle earth were destroyed she knew he would worry more for the elf than any other. "My dear lady your mind is clouded with thoughts." Eowyn looked up from the bed she was cleaning at Gandalf, "Do not mock me sir because you have power beyond my own." She stammered, Gandalf smiled bowing his head lightly, "Oh but on the contrary my dear, Hell hath not fury as that of a woman scorned." Eowyn gave a brash look and stormed out of the room once again, Gandalf wondered why he wasn't very good with women.