AN: I wrote a song for this one. Maybe one of these days I'll record it so you can all hear it, but right now I'm too lazy. xD Alright. This is the next chappie!
To See the Lights All Faded.
Chapter Two: Elf-Rider, Star-Knight.
With one swift movement, the door to Legolas' room swung open. A woman's voice was quite loud, pouring through the walls into Elrohir's room. With the urgency to tell Legolas to shut his new girlfriend up, he had barged in. Not only was he shocked by the scene, but quite amused all the same.
There, on Legolas bed, sat Artemis. No Legolas in sight, the drawers were pulled open, closet door swung open. And, as if on cue, Artemis looked up, shutting her mouth to stop the song she was singing, scurrying under the covers of the large bed.
"I wasn't here! I didn't like that shirt Legolas wore last week!" She blinked a moment, trying to make it inevident that the tee-shirt she had on was a few sizes too big for her small frame. An I-told-you-so grin spread across Elrohir's face.
"If you're going to sneak into my house, at least have the decency to let me hear what in the world you were singing to wake me up!" He hurried over, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and reaching across, pulling Artemis' guitar case over the bed easily. She never went anywhere without it, so it wasn't hard for the young man to guess it was there.
Artemis turned a light shade of pink, not wanting to sing this particular song. She opened the case slowly, pretending to tune the instrument a bit. After tweaking with the strings, her slender hand set itself onto the strings, thinking a moment.
Well? Go on, Artemis. I wanna hear this. I don't have all day though." Elrohir showed a hint of sarcasm in his voice with the all day comment, but didn't pursue it any further. Artemis cleared her throat, beginning a song quietly.
'Elf-Rider,
Won't you show me.
Star-Knight,
Can't you help me.
Tell me,
what you're hiding away.
Show me,
that's what I must say.
Lore master,
Don't let him keeping it his own.
Oh let him,
show me what's beyond.
One in two,
two in one and the same.
Tell me,
what you're hiding away.'
As she finished, Artemis quickly put the guitar back, getting up and hurrying to the closet.
"I'll put the shirt back and go. Just don't tell Legolas I was here, alright?" Without an answer, she disappeared into the walk-in closet, only to come back out with a white tanktop on instead of the baggy tee-shirt. Elrohir hadn't really been listening, a bit in shock by the song.
"Eh.. Artemis? What in the world was that all about?! Are you stalking me or something?! Honestly! That was a little too.. odd. You haven't been talking to Elladan, have you?!" His eyes narrowed, awaiting his answers. Artemis bit down her bottom lip.
"Elrohir. The name. Its Elvish. So is Elladan. I looked it up, half expecting to find some Transylvanian translation. Instead, I got Tolkien's Elvish out of it. Not to mention a whole list of books mentioning all three of you. Lets see.. The trilogy, The Hobbit, Unfinished Tales, The Silmarillion, Tolkien's Complete Letters, Treason of Isengard. Need I go on? Your parents must have been big time Lord of the Rings fans."
Elrohir blinked, glad the woman wasn't onto the fact that they were the Elves in those books. As if the pointy ears weren't enough to give it away, they were mentioned more than enough times by Tolkien. It had all been his fault too. He had this obsession with war and ended up fighting beside the great writer and sharing a few stories.. a few more than necessary.
"Yeah. Big time fans. Honestly.. who names their kid Elrohir? I mean.. It means Star-Knight and Elf-Rider? Pretty weird. And Elladan. Now that's a weird one. Elf-Man. HA! Doesn't suit him at all. A man of many crafts.. lore-master.. riiiight. And Legolas. That's the worst of them all. Greenleaf. What a weird name for a kid." Elrohir seemed to feel a sharp pain twisting in his chest as each insult to himself and his kinsmen came out of his mouth.
"Don't feel bad. I mean, who names their kid after the goddess of something.." She shrugged.
"It's the hunt. Artemis was goddess of the hunt." He shrugged. "I'll give you a more suiting name. Hmm.. Mithanduial? No.. Tinuviel. Works more than well enough if you read those god-forsaken books. She sang.. and she was part Maia. And she was beautiful beyond words." He paused. "Lets think up another name." With a playful grin, his comments ended.
Artemis frowned, rolling her eyes. She picked up all her stuff, getting ready to head out the door again.
"Tinuviel works fine then, Elrohir. I'll see you, the Lore Master, and the Greenleaf later. Perhaps I'll come over for dinner? Seems intruding enough. Then I'll rummage your closet and fall asleep in Elladan's bed. Yes. Seems quite suitable to leave the Lore Master to his books and the couch all night." She shrugged, headed out the door. Elrohir followed only had way down the hall before he turned to his room and stopped in the doorway.
"Of course, Luthien Tinuviel. I'll see you this evening. Fair thee well. And if you run into any mortals, don't fall in love. They'll be your love and your doom. You'll be forced to share mortality with a man with an odd name." He smirked as Artemis walked out the door, cutting off his comment just barely.