Time: Long Time, No Type!!!
A/N: Hey guys! Guess what...I'm home ;v; I have been for a few weeks,
and I have to go back, but not for another two months or so, so I'm going
to try to really make
this happen...I just saw the story sitting on my desktop and a pile
of reviews ^_^ And I decided that I should update...and guess what! I DID!!!!
WOOOOO!!!!!!
*ehem* Back to the story 9_9;;...if I could remember where I left off
T_T...*cries*...
*returns three hours later* ^_^ I've remembered! Okay, so NOW we'll
get on with it!
Legolas paced the stone corridors that Gondor provided,
expelling himself from joy. She would fight. Rachel had secured in her
mind that the Fellowship would
live and had, in her dreams, told Legolas this. But a looming, stormy
doubt lingered in his mind...what of Holly and Rachel? What if the stories
no longer held true?
His hands fell to his sides and Legolas watched the sun set from a
terrace high above the training combatants. Children donned oversized,
heavy armor; Frail old men
creaked into fighting stances. It was a lost hope...but then again...
Helm's Deep had proven successful.
"Let us hope that the sun will rise..."
~*~
Rachel stuck her nose outside the door and peered in each direction. She didn't want to be caught leaving her quarters at three in the morning. She wanted to watch the moon and speak with the stars...yeah...the Silmarillion said elves could do that...
Rachel tripped and looked down at Pippin, sprawled across the floor. She chuckled at the expression on his face and helped him to his feet.
"I'm sorry, Pip! I should have watched where I was going."
"Don't worry about it! I'm fine. And what're YOU doin' out this early?" Pippin asked, skipping alongside Rachel as she walked down the corridor, smiling. He smirked and a mischievous chuckle escaped his lips. "You wouldn't be visiting a certain elf, would you? And here I was this entire time, thinkin' my Rachel was an innocent!" he said, jokingly dismayed. When Rachel pushed him playfully, he laughed and pretended to be knocked back uncontrollably against a wall. They came upon a row of courtyards and strode in, battling each other with invisible swords. Both were laughing quietly when a rustle in the trees caught their attention. Pippin, having noticed who was there from a small hole in the greenery at his eye level pushed Rachel forward and winked when she looked at him questioningly. She smiled and watched him shuffle backward. He loved her as much as Merry loved Holly...but just like Holly, Rachel was a no touch item and the hobbits had finally decided to help out the lusty couples, despite the fact that they'd be giving up on a few fantasies. (A/N: where is was never said out right, it's been implied throughout the entire story that Merry and Pippin had crushes for the girls...just so fill you in since it's been so long...) Pippin turned the corner and left the lovers behind him. Walking to his room, Pippin laughed and jumped around a bit. He felt great.
~*~
Legolas stood watching the stars, speaking to them. A tear trickled down his face as he could almost see Rachel's death in the upcoming battle. He heard screams, felt orc breath on his neck, orc blood upon his face and hands. He could hear himself screaming, slashing, cutting, dodging, crying...It was enough to break the elf's heart. As he felt it begin to rip, the seering pain bleeding through his chest and the strength of Elethain leave him, a hand grasped his and he was immediately snapped out of his deathly trance. Rachel stood beside him, never even suspecting that he had almost...actually allowed his heart to...
"Beautiful, aren't they?" she said, looking up with a soft smile. Legolas nodded, his tear suspended on his cheek, as if asking him whether or not to fall.
"Yes, they are..." He was, of course, not talking about the stars...He was carressing her lips and eyes and neck and jaw and forehead with his eyes. His hand went slack on her's and she looked at him, somewhat worried. Seeing a tear upon his face, she decided that it wasn't something to have him dwell over...she could find it within him without having to ask question aloud. She pushed her cheek against his, wiping the cheek away as she nuzzled it lovignly. Legolas was lost in the moments and his eyelids slid almost closed as he purred with a strong, steady throat. Rachel looked up at him and smiled, hugging him closely.
"I'm glad you have found me," Legolas said, pained by his weakness against his heart and depression. He looked at his bride and could hardly believe that it had happened. He should be happy for the time he had with her...which would be all the time the earth could provide him.
"If I recall..." Rachel started, in a more teasing tone, "you helped tie me up when we met. So really, you found me." She smiled deviously and poked his chest. Legolas smirked and titled his head toward her ear. Rachel could feel the heat of his breath on her neck and the moisture of his words against her earlobe:
"I wasn't alive until you..."
Legolas barely kissed Rachel's earlobe before she
turned and kissed his lips, wanting to taste the honeysuckle of his mouth.
A subtle kiss, it seemed to match the silk of the moonlight that lay upon
the courtyard. However, the wanning moon was dispersing and the sunrise
shone shone over the far off mountains in the once-black-now-purple sky,
setting an orange hue to work. And even upon the rise of the sun and the
soldiers of Gondor, the elves had not broken their lover's embrace.
A/N: What do you think? XD Pretty good, ne? I liked it ^^;;;