Disclaimer: The only person who belongs to me in this fic is Hana, and
she's only a mis-spelt version of my name!
Authors note: Thank you so much to all the people who've been reviewing!
Hana was confused. When she had been at school with Legolas and Aragorn, she had hated them both. Now, she was amazingly close with Legolas, and her feelings seemed to have changed towards Aragorn. The conversation of the man and the dwarf on the previous night drifted back to her.
"You're falling in love with her," pointed out Gimli.
It wasn't possible that she loved him. Was it? She decided to go for a walk to clear her head.
But someone else seemed to have had the same idea. As she headed towards the small waterfall where she liked to sit and think, she heard the sound of a single person breathing heavily. Her elven ears also heard someone walk closer to the water. Peering out from between the trees, she saw who it was.
"Aragorn!" she exclaimed.
At hearing someone cry his name, Aragorn turned around abruptly. Unfortunately, his foot slipped and he toppled into the water, acting not at all like the ranger he was.
Hana ran over the waters edge, and knelt waiting for his head to emerge from under the water. She grew increasingly anxious, however, when time went by and still his head did not appear. Leaning out over the water, she peered, looking for any sign of Aragorn.
Suddenly, two hands jutted out from the water, grabbing Hana's waist and pulling her into the water. She screamed, which generally isn't a good plan when you're about to be submerged in water. The hands released their pressure and she was able to shoot back up to the surface, ending up right in front of a certain laughing ranger.
Hana tried very hard to glare, but failed miserably, ending up with a bemused smile on her face. Bringing up her hand to push some hair that had fallen in just the right place to obstruct her vision, she noticed that her bracelet was missing. Taking a deep breath, she dipped down into the water again to try and recover it.
Having found her jewelry, Hana's head was soon heading back up towards oxygen.
As Aragorn watched in horror, Hana's head emerged out of the water - in just the right spot to connect with an over-hanging log. Eye's rolling back into her head, Hana's body went limp and she flopped back into the water.
Without hesitating, Aragorn dived after the Mirkwood Princess, searching desperately for the unconscious body.
Re-surfacing quietly, Hana glided over the waters edge, stepping daintily out of the water. Suede was heavy at the best of times, and having it drenched in water hadn't helped matters much. Sinking to the ground, Hana folded her legs and waited patiently for the panicking ranger to come up for air.
This did not take long. Aragorn's head shattered the surface of the water, and he took a rapid gasp of air. Just after he had dived back under, he realized who the silent figure was. He swam to the shore and looked at the elven beauty, who was now blinking innocently at him. Her hair had darkened temporarily with the water, and was now almost black. Rising gracefully to her feet, she revealed the self-made puddle that she was sitting in.
"You do not resemble a princess now, Hana!" Aragorn pointed out.
Hana laughed, eyes sparkling with delight. "Good! That's my main purpose in life!"
"You're as sneaky as your brother!" Aragorn shook his head.
Hana suddenly realized that the two of them had been slowly walking towards each other. They were now standing directly opposite one another, and Hana could feel Aragorn's breath on her cheek. Neither of them said anything. She just looked into the brown eyes that belonged to the ranger.
Before he knew what he was doing, Aragorn raised one hand to the Mirkwood Princess's cheek. He gently tilted her head up towards his and greeted her soft pink lips with his own. It didn't last long, just a simple brush. Pulling back, they looked at each other.
Aragorn looked shocked at his behavior. He was, to all intents and purposes, about to apologize profusely, but before he knew it, his lips were once again on Hana's. They kissed more fiercely this time, brushing hungrily against each other. His arms encircled her waist and Hana flung her arms around his shoulder. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth, and for both of them, it was absolute bliss.
Regretfully, they pulled apart. Hana looked at the ranger, and then turned and began to walk back to Rivendell, as she had promised to meet Arwen, another classmate of long ago.
Unbeknownst to either Hana or Aragorn, there was a certain blonde elf in the treetops, watching his best friend kiss his sister. And he was not impressed.
Hana was confused. When she had been at school with Legolas and Aragorn, she had hated them both. Now, she was amazingly close with Legolas, and her feelings seemed to have changed towards Aragorn. The conversation of the man and the dwarf on the previous night drifted back to her.
"You're falling in love with her," pointed out Gimli.
It wasn't possible that she loved him. Was it? She decided to go for a walk to clear her head.
But someone else seemed to have had the same idea. As she headed towards the small waterfall where she liked to sit and think, she heard the sound of a single person breathing heavily. Her elven ears also heard someone walk closer to the water. Peering out from between the trees, she saw who it was.
"Aragorn!" she exclaimed.
At hearing someone cry his name, Aragorn turned around abruptly. Unfortunately, his foot slipped and he toppled into the water, acting not at all like the ranger he was.
Hana ran over the waters edge, and knelt waiting for his head to emerge from under the water. She grew increasingly anxious, however, when time went by and still his head did not appear. Leaning out over the water, she peered, looking for any sign of Aragorn.
Suddenly, two hands jutted out from the water, grabbing Hana's waist and pulling her into the water. She screamed, which generally isn't a good plan when you're about to be submerged in water. The hands released their pressure and she was able to shoot back up to the surface, ending up right in front of a certain laughing ranger.
Hana tried very hard to glare, but failed miserably, ending up with a bemused smile on her face. Bringing up her hand to push some hair that had fallen in just the right place to obstruct her vision, she noticed that her bracelet was missing. Taking a deep breath, she dipped down into the water again to try and recover it.
Having found her jewelry, Hana's head was soon heading back up towards oxygen.
As Aragorn watched in horror, Hana's head emerged out of the water - in just the right spot to connect with an over-hanging log. Eye's rolling back into her head, Hana's body went limp and she flopped back into the water.
Without hesitating, Aragorn dived after the Mirkwood Princess, searching desperately for the unconscious body.
Re-surfacing quietly, Hana glided over the waters edge, stepping daintily out of the water. Suede was heavy at the best of times, and having it drenched in water hadn't helped matters much. Sinking to the ground, Hana folded her legs and waited patiently for the panicking ranger to come up for air.
This did not take long. Aragorn's head shattered the surface of the water, and he took a rapid gasp of air. Just after he had dived back under, he realized who the silent figure was. He swam to the shore and looked at the elven beauty, who was now blinking innocently at him. Her hair had darkened temporarily with the water, and was now almost black. Rising gracefully to her feet, she revealed the self-made puddle that she was sitting in.
"You do not resemble a princess now, Hana!" Aragorn pointed out.
Hana laughed, eyes sparkling with delight. "Good! That's my main purpose in life!"
"You're as sneaky as your brother!" Aragorn shook his head.
Hana suddenly realized that the two of them had been slowly walking towards each other. They were now standing directly opposite one another, and Hana could feel Aragorn's breath on her cheek. Neither of them said anything. She just looked into the brown eyes that belonged to the ranger.
Before he knew what he was doing, Aragorn raised one hand to the Mirkwood Princess's cheek. He gently tilted her head up towards his and greeted her soft pink lips with his own. It didn't last long, just a simple brush. Pulling back, they looked at each other.
Aragorn looked shocked at his behavior. He was, to all intents and purposes, about to apologize profusely, but before he knew it, his lips were once again on Hana's. They kissed more fiercely this time, brushing hungrily against each other. His arms encircled her waist and Hana flung her arms around his shoulder. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth, and for both of them, it was absolute bliss.
Regretfully, they pulled apart. Hana looked at the ranger, and then turned and began to walk back to Rivendell, as she had promised to meet Arwen, another classmate of long ago.
Unbeknownst to either Hana or Aragorn, there was a certain blonde elf in the treetops, watching his best friend kiss his sister. And he was not impressed.