Title: Regret

Summery: When you lose a friend to death, it is tragic, but what if you lost them a long time before that, and you never got the chance to say "I'm sorry." Could you live with that?

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, but I'm guessing you all already knew that.

Note: I know I just posted this story, but I felt like writing another chapter, so here it is. And thanks to:

Jambaby1963- haha, I can picture Aragorn doing that too.

Joha- Your welcome, and thanks for the support about Aragorn' character.

Vana Everyoung- Are teenagers really that easy to read? lol, anyways, thanks for the support.

Ryoko- Yep, you're point is very clear, so here it is.

Kelly L. K - Thanks, I hope you like this one too.

Erestor & Nurnoleiel - The next few will be longer, and I hope I keep your interests.

Goma-Ryu- You're right something does have to happen to one of them. *evil laugh* just wait an see.

Pellawethiel - Aragorn was kinda mean wasn't he? Ah well, keep reading Please.

"…" - Who isn't a Aragorn and Legolas fan? Haha. Thank you for the A.

Chapter two

Reluctantly, Aragorn made his way down the narrow passage, through the ebony arch, and into the study of his father, Lord Elrond, who sat patiently, waiting for the young ranger to join him. The expression on the elder's face was unreadable, and Aragorn shuddered at the thought of what was about to unfold within these walls.

"Estel," Elrond began, as he gestured with his hand for the man to sit down in the seat beside him, next to the stone fireplace. "I was wondering where you were, for I did not see you at Legolas' parting."

Aragorn did as he was ushered to do, and took the seat that his father had waved to. The memory of his confrontation with the prince was still fresh, and the words he had spoke to him were still repeating themselves in his mind. Though two hours had gone by since the elf's leaving, Aragorn still held to his pride, and did not regret, not seeing his friend off. However the knowledge that he had spoke so cruelly, haunted him, even if it had been deserved.

"I was occupied, but not to worry, I said my farewells to the prince."

Elrond shook his head slightly, he knew that there was more to this then met the eye, for the friendship between the man and the elven prince, had become too strong, too fast, and for Aragorn to not have seen Legolas off, meant that something had stopped him from doing so. However, he never pried, or at least, he tried not to anymore, after all, Estel was no longer a boy, he was a man now, and a ranger at that.

"Very well, if you wish not to tell me, then I will wait until you are ready." the elf lord began again, causing the human to sigh. How did Elrond always know when he wasn't speaking the entire truth? "However, that is not what I wish to speak with you about my son. What I am interested in, is your relationship with Arwen."

"Oh Valar, here it comes" Aragorn thought to himself.

"I don't know what Legolas said to you, but I assure you, my love for the Evenstar is pure, and genuine. I love her more than life itself," the man started, only to be greeted with a half smile from the elf before him, causing him to pause, and let Elrond respond.

"Legolas? No, he said nothing to me. I heard the news from Arwen herself. And fear not my boy, for I hold no grudge against you. After all, who could blame you, she is my daughter, and it seems that she feels the exact same way for you."

The elf's words were spoken out of love, and acceptance, not out of anger, or rejection, as Aragorn had thought they would. However that was not what caused his jaw to drop. What shocked the ranger, was that it had been Arwen who had informed Elrond. Not Legolas.

"Arwen told you?" was all the human could manage to say, bewilderment had enveloped his mind, and he could not understand why he was not so angry with her, as he had been with Legolas when he thought it to have been him.

Elrond smiled, "yes, she did. She sent a message for me, after a little bit of coaxing from the Lady Galadriel of course. But not to worry, nobody blames you, nor looks down upon either of you for this. Nobody decides who they fall in love with, and no one can hold you responsible for it."

It made sense, after all, Arwen never kept anything from her grandmother, and Aragorn could not blame her for informing someone about the love between them. After all, he had. He had told Legolas about it only days after the two had met. Which he guessed was why, when Elrohir, had mentioned to him that Elrond wished to see him, with regards to the Evenstar, his immediate thought was that Legolas had betrayed his confidence.

"What have I done?" Aragorn exclaimed, as the memory of his conversation with Legolas resurfaced once again, and bit at him hard. How could he have acted the way he had? And why had he not trusted the elf when he swore to him that he was innocent? His fear of losing his family, and Arwen had caused him to act irrationally, and now there was nothing he could do.

"What troubles you my son?" Elrond answered. However, he already had an idea of what was troubling both the mind, and conscience of the ranger.

"I behaved foolishly. I misdirected my discomfort, and took it out upon the undeserving prince."

Taking a step closer to the man, Elrond out stretched his hand, and patted Aragorn on the shoulder, "Legolas is wise, he will hold no grudge. Whatever misunderstanding that erupted between you, will surely be forgotten in time," he assured, only to earn himself a groan from the human.

"By him perhaps, but not by me," Aragorn began with a shake of his head. "Forgive me father, and though I am truly grateful for your acceptance, I must take leave for a time."

There was no need for Aragorn to have said anything, for the elven ruler had already expected him to leave right away, and seek out the party of elves making for Mirkwood. "No need for apologies, just don't get into any trouble."

His jest went unheard, for the man was already out the door, running down the hallway, and outside towards the stables. He knew that Legolas and the others had a large head start on him, and it would take hateful riding, and determination to catch up. However that did not hinder him, for Aragorn could not stand the thought of letting Legolas leave on the terms they had.

He had to find him, and set things strait with the fair-haired prince, once and for all. He was confident that the elf would be overjoyed to learn that Aragorn did not despise him, for Elrond was correct. Legolas was not the type to hold a grudge. He was kind, sincere, and loyal, but most of all, he was Aragorn's friend, and the man would not rest until Legolas knew that.

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To Be Continued…

So how did you like the second chapter? I know that they are short, but there's still a ways to go yet. So if you have any questions, comments, suggestions, or predictions, just let me know, by reviewing. Thanks. And the next chapter will be up soon. I promise.