Joint creation of Anakin McFly, Elalipa and Zansetsu.
Disclaimer: We wants it. We needs it. We must have the preciousss. But we don't owns it. *sssobsss* Any references Final Fantasy VIII was intentional, and we disclaim it. Happy?
Warning: This chapter contains nudity. But I assure you; there is absolutely no reason to change any rating. We just tell you that some guy is naked or has no clothes on. We don't say anything else. You don't even see him. We're just leaving it to your imagination to run wild. This is a warning to all Aragorn and Legolas fangirls.
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CHAPTER THREE: "The Black Sea"
"It'll be alright," Aragorn muttered to himself, looking at the crystal clear river Anduin. "It'll be alright, its just water..."
Slowly he placed the towel and the shampoo on the ground, and started to strip until he stood naked before the rushing waters.
Aragorn was scared. For a moment he thought of turning back. but then he also thought of what Legolas would do to him. And he thought of the woman in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Aragorn overcame his hydrophobia...
And dived.
The waters of Anduin turned black.
Downstream, a little boy threw a causal glance out of his window at the River. One could not imagine the extent of his horror to see the beautiful body of water he saw everyday all BLACK. And of course, as a little git, he knew of no other reaction then calling for his mom.
"Mummy! Mummy! Come look! The river turned black!"
"Later, honey," said Mum, who was always busy, replied absent- mindedly.
And when 'later' came....
*SPANK!* *SPANK!* came the loud noises of the mother spanking the kid.
The poor little boy sobbed pitifully, not knowing what he had done to deserve his punishment.
"I told you many times before, never bathe in River Anduin! Now look at what you've done!"
*SPANK!* *SPANK!* *SPANK!* After a few rounds of spanking for the little git, the mother sent the poor boy to bed without his meal.
"Sob...sob...sob..." The boy sobbed pathetically. "But... *hiccup*...I'm *hiccup* in-... *hiccup* -nocent... *hiccup* sob..."
Moral of this sidetrack: To a mother, no one is dirtier than her own little boy.
"Ah..." Aragorn gave a contented sigh. It felt so good to have years of sweat and dirt washed off him in one go.
He was enjoying it all when suddenly, he felt someone jumping into the river behind him.
His body tensed reflexively. He was, after all, stark naked.
"Aragorn!"
Hearing his name being called out in a familiar voice, which he could identify as Legolas, he relaxed.
He turned.
"Oh my..." Aragorn's jaw dropped. He uttered a whole string of words that expressed shock with negative connotations. They are not appropriate to be recorded here as it may offend some people, and it would definitely up the rating.
Legolas frowned.
"Someone pinch me. Tell me this is not real... OW!!!" Aragorn struggled to get away from Legolas who suddenly decided to pinch him.
"What the hell did you do that for?" Aragorn screamed as he rubbed his swollen cheek.
"You told me to pinch you." Legolas replied.
"You didn't have to take that literally..." Aragorn muttered under his breath.
Legolas, who had sharp (and pointy) ears, picked that up but chose to ignore it. He gave a careless shrug of his shoulder and surveyed the environmental impact of Aragorn's bath on the River Anduin.
(According to various myths and legends, Aragon's bath turned the River Anduin black and salty because of all his sweat and dirt. That's why in years to come, the river ended in "the Black Sea".)
Aragorn, however, had not yet recovered from the shock of seeing Legolas.
"What...did...you...do...to your HAIR?"
"I dyed it. And I got a new hairdo. You like it?"
Aragorn's mouth was hanging open.
"It's a new kind of dye. You know, waterproof. The latest elf technology." Legolas took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Aragorn just stared.
"What're you looking so surprised for?" Legolas asked. "It's the new elf look. Trust me. Soon others will have it too." He paused, thinking for a while. "I'm going to start a gang. And everybody in it will look like me."
"WHAT?" Aragorn finally managed to splutter.
The elf ignored him, lost in his daydreams.
"And guess who else I saw at the saloon changing their hairdo?"
"Who?" asked Aragorn. He had a sinking feeling, a premonition that he would get experience an even greater feeling of shock.
He was right.
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