PART 2
A/N: WOW! I'M FINALLY UPDATING! SUGOI! Ahem. Okay. Hmmmm....yeah, in case anyone is just joining our frightening little group...this *IS* rather like the Parent Trap. I didn't really think of that when I wrote it...I just wanted a way to make the two boys be always together. This seemed like a good way to do it. I didn't realize just how Parent Trap-ish it sounded until _____ pointed it out....thanks so much for doing so! *grins a big manic grin* Heh, I'm inSANE! Lol. Muah. Yeah. Anyways...I have like, 17 more pages of fanfic which are formulated into almost-chapters. I have to fill in some blanks and edit them, but think of all the practically routine updates you'll be getting! HOPEFULLY. My life is a very busy one...I'm doing the best I can. I reeeeeeaaaaally *should* be spending my time on choosing a monologue and 2 songs for my audition for my theater major in college...yeah...key word being "should." Yeah. I think I need some kind of ADD preventative drug...probably. Anyway, it's late, and my buddy Brian never called me and told me if he could come to my dance or not, and I'm feeling spurned and rather tired, and I still have French homework to finish up for Q-Tip Bitch (aka my French teacher) tomorrow morning, so I better go to bed. Yeah. Okay. Ninight!
PS- // are for thoughts, ** are for italics (b/c I don't have time to resave this on my dad's comp as html, so this'll have to do for now, I guess. And this chapter is kinda random...I get off on some tangents and kinda made some hints @ the boys starting to like each other...awww, the adorableness of shonen-ai/slash! I LOVE IT! Okay, shutting up. Ninight.
Legolas strode into the room, a scowl engraved deeply onto his face and Estel tailing closely behind him. A taller elf, one of the Mirkwood race, walked to meet the elven prince, a smile on his face.
"Ah, young master, I fear you do not take your punishment well, eh?"
"You heared about it already?!" Legolas came to a halt in front of the elf, hands on his hips. Estel screeched to a halt behind Legolas, nearly avoiding a collision with the elf.
The older elf laughed. "As your loyal guardian, I am informed of all your wrongdoings almost as soon as they happen, young master."
If anything, Legolas' scowl grew even more. "Shut up, Elrohim."
From where he was standing, Estel eyed Legolas with horrified shock and indignation. //How *dare* he treat an elder with such disrespect?!//
Elrohim, however, didn't seem at all offended. He merely laughed again. "Come, come, young master, the punishment cannot be as bad as you make it seem." His warm smile now turned to Estel. "After all, you get handsome young Estel here for a roommate; what could be more entertaining?" Estel blushed. Legolas glowered.
"Yeah, right. In both of your dreams," he scoffed, but he snuck an offhand look at Estel. The young boy *was* handsome, as much as Legolas hated to admit it. With his tangled brown locks and deep grey eyes, he was as dark as Legolas was shining bright. Legolas hadn't thought about it before, but...//we almost match each other// he thought. //Dark versus light, day and night....the day to day battle of the sun and the moon...Those *eyes*....like the deepest pools of the lake outside of Rivendell at night, the moonlight reflecting off it's surface and turning the water into pale grey mithril...that's what his eyes are like....mithril.//
"*What*?"
Startled, Legolas shook out of his reverie. "What?" he asked, confused and annoyed at being caught unawares.
"I said 'what'," Estel repeated, obviously annoyed, but at the same time, curious about something....Legolas kicked himself mentally for not knowing what was going on.
"What *what*?!" Legolas demanded.
"What?!" Estel repeated, now thoroughly lost.
"Huh?" Legolas asked, puzzled look crossing his face, wrinkling his brow and causing the bridge of his nose to wrinkle up.
//He's pretty cute when he's confused...// Estel couldn't help but think to himself. //...the way his nose wrinkles up and his eyes kinda squint a bit...arg, this situation is confusing enough without me thinking that he looks cute! Legolas is not *cute*!// But Estel had to admit to himself that the elf was more than cute; he was beautiful. As with all elves, beauty came naturally to Legolas, but even more so for him than for others. Legolas was the Golden Prince of Mirkwood, and was already one of the most beautiful elves in existance...//probably why he's so spoiled// Estel mused.
"Will you just explain what you said and have done with it?!" Legolas demanded.
"I asked what you were staring at," Estel answered frostily.
Legolas flushed slightly, a faint pink blush across his nose, making him look even more adorable than before. Estel found the effect delightful, as elves were usually much too dignified to blush. It was a new thing for him, to see the faint roses across the elf's cheeks, dusting the porcelain skin with pale pink, the averted eyes at the embarassment he felt.
"I...I was just looking at you....that's all," Legolas muttered.
Estel raised an eyebrow, surprised. //Why would you want to look at *me*?!//
"Why not?" Legolas replied, curious. Too late, Estel realized that he had spoken his thoughts aloud. Unlike elves, humans have no preoccupation about blushing, and crimson red immediately spread across Estel's entire face.
Legolas smiled, amused. "You've pinked."
"What?!" The words exploded from Estel's surprised lips. The term was new and strange to his ears.
"Your face...it's gone all pink..." Legolas tried to explain, gesturing to Estel's face. He reached out gently and touched Estel's cheeks. "You're all warm, too."
The young boy flinched at the cool touch of Legolas' hand on his face. Legolas pulled his hand back immediately as if he had been burned.
"I'm sorry," he muttered. Estel could tell he had offended him, but before he could say anything, Legolas began talking. "Lead the way, please, Elrohim."
"With pleasure, young master," the older elf said, more cheery even than usual. During the course of the little scene between the two boys, Elrohim had watched with amusement and pleasure. The two would get along perfectly; that much was apparent from the way they looked at each other. //Lord Elrond was right in giving this punishment// the elf thought as he turned to lead the boys to their room, //these two are a perfect match for each other. Sun and moon, cloud and star, however one wishes to put it, they will end up being much closer than anyone could have imagined.// Aloud, he said only "Follow me."
Casting one last look at Estel, Legolas turned to go, completely unaware that Estel had been looking back at him covertly from under shaggy brown hair. The two boys proceeded down the hall, not exactly together, but not exactly apart.
~*~ TBC~*~