Hey guys!!! I just want to say that this is actually my first ever fan fiction. I just haven't typed it up and posted it because I couldn't find it in the mess that I like to call my room. Now I call it, "THE ROOM" duhn, duhn, duhn, duh..

The rating is PG for implied sex and homosexuality (or if you want it straight out, Merry and Pippin end up gay together and sleep with each other).

Disclaimer: I do not own any character or setting or dialogue from the Lord of the rings or the following fiction although I wish that I did, oh well, life seldom goes how we wish it would.

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It was nightfall, and Merry and Pippin lay on the grass under a giant oak tree. Pippin sighed to himself; they had been captured by orcs for three nights now. He wondered if he and Merry would ever escape. Pippin raised himself as best he could to take a look around him.

Menacing shadows flickered on the faces of misshapen orcs that sat around the fire, to his left the trees of Fangorn forest stood impregnable. Pippin looked beside him at the sleeping form of Merry that was haloed by the firelight. Merry's hair was haloed with the light and his face looked peaceful in the moonlight. He was curled up in a ball, using his Lorien cloak as a pillow.

He breathed steadily, in a rhythmic motion. As Pippin looked at his best friend, he felt soothed by the sound, but there was another feeling underneath that one.it was unexplainable. He searched for a name to give it, but he just couldn't put his finger on it.

He decided not to worry about it. But as he lay down to go back to sleep, he felt bewildered by that feeling, and somewhere deep inside him he wished to feel it again.

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The next morning, Merry awoke early, rubbing his eyes and he gently shook Pippin awake. Pippin yawned and stretched as far as his bond would allow. The orcs around them lay still.

"Pippin! Shh! Come with me! I have a plan." Merry hissed as he crawled over to the nearest orc. The orc held a jagged knife in his hand.

Merry gently cut his bonds on the wicked edge and rolled over to help Pippin free. Pippin whispered his thanks. Still trying to be silent, they half crouched, half crawled across the grass; slowly they made their way towards the forest of Fangorn.

An orc grunted and stirred; Merry and Pippin froze like cornered rabbits. But there was no shout of alarm, so they bolted for the forest edge.

It was like walking into oblivion after a tunnel of bright light.

"Argh! Pippin, I can't see a thing! Where are you?" Merry waved his arms wildly around in every direction.

"Ow.you dolt, I am right here." Pippin exclaimed as Merry clobbered him in the side of the head.

"Sorry Pippin. You alright?" Asked Merry as he took Pippins hand to avoid another accident.

Pippin nodded unable to speak, because the feeling from last night was back. It was like a strange tingle in his chest and a bubble in his throat. He cleared his throat and led Merry through the forest.

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Merry and Pippin stumbled through the forest for hours.

Merry sank down to the ground and said, "I am tired, where do we sleep at?"

Pippin looked around, he did not want to sleep on the ground where any predator could sneak up on them. A tree was much safer.

"Well, Merry. What about sleeping in a tree?" Merry looked around and pointed, "How about that one?"

He had chosen a tree that was tall and moss covered and had old broken branches, but it looked sturdy enough.

Pippin nodded like the brainless-yet cute hobbit he is and helped Merry climb up the tree.

A/N: I know that this was short but I am Leaving to go to a youth camp tomorrow so I am trying to add chapters to my stories quick!!!!