Title: Coil 3/?
Chapter Title: The Friends
Author: Haunting Shinigami
E-mail: Mystique002@aol.com
Characters: Merry, Pippin
Warnings: Slashy, Fluff, Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Merry and Pippin have a picnic, and the subject of Merry's silence is brought Up. Complete: 3/?
Disclaimer: I do not own them, I only molest them for my own sick pleasures. A/n: Thanks for the reviews! If you want me to keep going, please review. I like ideas So those are welcome to! Thanks to Raz and Cali.for being Raz and Cali.
The day was quieter then they had expected it to be. But, it was sunny none- the-less and they had promised each other a picnic outside. Or more, Pippin had forced a promise between them to get Merry outside. He had been hesitant to go anywhere near the battle fields since he had awakened. They both were, but this time Pip was determined to be the support for Merry. Merry had been there through out the quest for him, now it was his turn.
Behind the fortress was a small garden, consisting mostly of hedges and trees, but they had decided on that place considering that the spring sun was becoming fierce and the trees would give them a pleasant shade. Pippin wanted this to be a wonderful time for Merry; he deserved it.
They sat under a great willow tree, the wind making the branches sway lightly. Merry sat quietly listening to Pippin tell tales about older times. About the time that they stole vegetables from Old Magot in the warm September sun. And the time that they went to the Green Dragon and flirted with the Hardbottle lasses ("We were quite drunk if I remember right...") And as Merry listened he got homesick more and more. He thought about the way the Shire got when everyone was in bed. When the fire flies came out and he and Pip seemed to be the only ones in the world...
Their lunch had been long since completed and the tales were running short. But Merry kept quiet and listened. Loving the way Pippin moved his hands to the stories. And how he always seemed to have something more up his sleeve.
He stopped after telling the story about hiding Sam's scythe. Just stopped and looked at Merry fondly. The wind slowly blowing his hair to cover his hazel eyes.
The earth was moist, almost as moist as the air and when the first rain drop hit the tree branches, that's when Merry noticed something.
Pippin was shaking.
Merry went to grab Pip's shoulder but Pippin instead took his hand and laced his fingers between Merry's. The rain was starting to come steadily down now.
Pippin looked up, eyes wet from near crying. "Why won't you talk to me...I thought that we were friends? I thought..."
Merry lifted his chin and shook his head. If only he could see...that now he couldn't talk, he was afraid that if he did...all that would come was madness. Not now Peregrin...
Not now.
But when? When could he allow himself to let go? Let go of the things that he had seen and done. Let go of everything and find Pippin there to hold on to. But right now, Pippin wasn't stable enough to hold him and still support his own troubles and wounds.
Not now, but it had to be soon.
"Don't do that to me! Don't just shake your head! Why aren't you talking? Was it something I did? Merry? Why?"
'Because I don't want to burden you anymore Pip.'
Merry smiled and placed a finger on Pippin's lips. Quieting him for a moment. The rain was falling hard now and even under the cover of the willow's branches they were getting rather wet.
Merry leaned into Pippin's ear, and let his lips lightly brush them. He felt Pippin's wet cheeks against his own.
"Not you."
He whispered into Pippin's ear. He drew back and looked into his eyes. Confusion ringing clear.
"Then what?"
Merry looked at him. Nary giving any sign as to what or why. But instead kissed Pippin's forehead.
"Damn Brandybucks." Pippin cursed back.
Merry pulled at Pippin's hand which was still grasped in his own and made a gesture towards the fortress.
"I suppose we should be getting back."
He nodded.
Pippin grabbed the basket with the reminder of the food and Merry grabbed the blanket which he rapped around Pippin.
"Oh no you don't. Your not going to get wet without me and I'm not staying warm without you."
Under the tree they rapped each other up in the blanket, keeping each other warm with their body heat.
And as the emerged from under the tree the rain died down. But instead of removing the blanket they each drifted closer together. Not for warmth, but for each other.
End Part 3
HS: Next chapter will be about Sam. How do like is so far? Remember if I don't get suggestions then I won't be able to continue it all that well. So please R&R!
Chapter Title: The Friends
Author: Haunting Shinigami
E-mail: Mystique002@aol.com
Characters: Merry, Pippin
Warnings: Slashy, Fluff, Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Merry and Pippin have a picnic, and the subject of Merry's silence is brought Up. Complete: 3/?
Disclaimer: I do not own them, I only molest them for my own sick pleasures. A/n: Thanks for the reviews! If you want me to keep going, please review. I like ideas So those are welcome to! Thanks to Raz and Cali.for being Raz and Cali.
The day was quieter then they had expected it to be. But, it was sunny none- the-less and they had promised each other a picnic outside. Or more, Pippin had forced a promise between them to get Merry outside. He had been hesitant to go anywhere near the battle fields since he had awakened. They both were, but this time Pip was determined to be the support for Merry. Merry had been there through out the quest for him, now it was his turn.
Behind the fortress was a small garden, consisting mostly of hedges and trees, but they had decided on that place considering that the spring sun was becoming fierce and the trees would give them a pleasant shade. Pippin wanted this to be a wonderful time for Merry; he deserved it.
They sat under a great willow tree, the wind making the branches sway lightly. Merry sat quietly listening to Pippin tell tales about older times. About the time that they stole vegetables from Old Magot in the warm September sun. And the time that they went to the Green Dragon and flirted with the Hardbottle lasses ("We were quite drunk if I remember right...") And as Merry listened he got homesick more and more. He thought about the way the Shire got when everyone was in bed. When the fire flies came out and he and Pip seemed to be the only ones in the world...
Their lunch had been long since completed and the tales were running short. But Merry kept quiet and listened. Loving the way Pippin moved his hands to the stories. And how he always seemed to have something more up his sleeve.
He stopped after telling the story about hiding Sam's scythe. Just stopped and looked at Merry fondly. The wind slowly blowing his hair to cover his hazel eyes.
The earth was moist, almost as moist as the air and when the first rain drop hit the tree branches, that's when Merry noticed something.
Pippin was shaking.
Merry went to grab Pip's shoulder but Pippin instead took his hand and laced his fingers between Merry's. The rain was starting to come steadily down now.
Pippin looked up, eyes wet from near crying. "Why won't you talk to me...I thought that we were friends? I thought..."
Merry lifted his chin and shook his head. If only he could see...that now he couldn't talk, he was afraid that if he did...all that would come was madness. Not now Peregrin...
Not now.
But when? When could he allow himself to let go? Let go of the things that he had seen and done. Let go of everything and find Pippin there to hold on to. But right now, Pippin wasn't stable enough to hold him and still support his own troubles and wounds.
Not now, but it had to be soon.
"Don't do that to me! Don't just shake your head! Why aren't you talking? Was it something I did? Merry? Why?"
'Because I don't want to burden you anymore Pip.'
Merry smiled and placed a finger on Pippin's lips. Quieting him for a moment. The rain was falling hard now and even under the cover of the willow's branches they were getting rather wet.
Merry leaned into Pippin's ear, and let his lips lightly brush them. He felt Pippin's wet cheeks against his own.
"Not you."
He whispered into Pippin's ear. He drew back and looked into his eyes. Confusion ringing clear.
"Then what?"
Merry looked at him. Nary giving any sign as to what or why. But instead kissed Pippin's forehead.
"Damn Brandybucks." Pippin cursed back.
Merry pulled at Pippin's hand which was still grasped in his own and made a gesture towards the fortress.
"I suppose we should be getting back."
He nodded.
Pippin grabbed the basket with the reminder of the food and Merry grabbed the blanket which he rapped around Pippin.
"Oh no you don't. Your not going to get wet without me and I'm not staying warm without you."
Under the tree they rapped each other up in the blanket, keeping each other warm with their body heat.
And as the emerged from under the tree the rain died down. But instead of removing the blanket they each drifted closer together. Not for warmth, but for each other.
End Part 3
HS: Next chapter will be about Sam. How do like is so far? Remember if I don't get suggestions then I won't be able to continue it all that well. So please R&R!