Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Tolkien. I just like to play with them.

Summary: Aragorn and Legolas meet for the first time, but they aren't too happy about it.

Pairing(s): Aragorn/Legolas

Warnings: None

Nin Calan

Chapter Seven

Two days later...

Lord Elrond sighed as he looked out of the large window of his study. He stood with his hands clasped loosely behind his back, deep in thought about his son and his betrothed. It has been almost a week since he, along with King Thranduil, had locked their sons in one of the kitchen cellar, and yet, there still was no sign of a friendship between the two.

'It seems that locking them together was futile. There is no point in making them suffer longer than they have to,' he stated to himself. With that said he left his study in search of Thranduil.

Elrond finally found him conversing with Lord Glorfindel in the gardens.

'Thranduil, I think that we need to discuss about our sons,' Elrond said as he neared them

'What about them?' Thranduil inquired.

'It has been nearly a week since we first locked them in the cellar, but their hatred for each other has not grown any less.'

'I agree with you, but they will eventually tolerate each other. I am sure that once they are married friendship will bloom and hopefully grow into love.'

Elrond shook his head and sighed. 'I am afraid that our hopes for them were set to high, my friend.'

'You have given up already, Elrond.'

'No, but I will not force my son to marry someone that he hates.'

'Then what do you propose?' Thranduil asked.

Elrond thought for a moment then replied, 'Break off the arrangement.'

'We can not do that. What about the alliance between Mirkwood and Imladris? The evil has grown ever darker since we first arranged our sons'' betrothal.'

'Yes, I know, but I do not want my youngest son to live a life of misery.'

'His life will become even more miserable if the Dark Lord is allowed to rule over Middle-Earth.'

'The Dark Lord will not gain control of Middle-Earth id our sons our not married. Imladris and Mirkwood can still fight side by side in an alliance.' He paused to gather his thoughts and then continued. 'I am sorry my friend, but I will not force my son to marry Legolas any longer. I am no longer taking part of the arrangement. Now, if you excuse me, I have to go free Aragorn and Legolas.'

Elrond walked away, leaving a frowning King Thranduil behind.

*****

'Ninety-nine flasks of wine on the wall. Ninety-nine flasks of wine. Take one off and pass it around. Ninety-eight flasks of wine on the wall,' Legolas sang. 'Ninety-eight flasks of wine on the wall. Ninety-eight flasks of wine. Take one off and pass it around. Ninety-seven flasks of wine on the wall. Ninety-seven flasks-'

'Shut up!'

Legolas stopped singing abruptly and stared open-mouthed at an irate Aragorn. 'What did I do?' he inquired.

'You were singing!' Aragorn replied.

'What is wrong with my singing?'

'Nothing. That bloody awful song was becoming annoying.'

'Well excuse me. I just happen to like that song.'

Aragorn scoffed. 'You would.'

'What is that supposed to mean?'

'Nothing!'

'I does not matter any way. I can sing if I want to and you can not stop.'

'Go ahead and sing that song again and you will soon find out exactly just what I can do to stop you.'

'Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh. Was that a threat? Oh, I'm so terrified that I think I might wet my breeches," Legolas exclaimed.

'Fine, keep laughing. You will regret it if you sing that song again.'

'Sure.' Legolas's voice was dripping with sarcasm. There was silence for a few moments and then Legolas began to sing where he left off. 'Ninety-seven flasks of wine on the-'

He was abruptly cut off when Aragorn's mouth suddenly pressed against his lips. Completely caught of guard, he stared into Aragorn's open eyes. Without realizing what he was doing, Legolas closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss. Aragorn's tongue pressed against his lips, seeking entrance. Legolas opened mouth, letting the tongue explore every crevice and dent. His own tongue entered Aragorn's mouth, and suddenly the two tongues were dueling in a passionate kiss.

Aragorn brought his hands up to caress the elf's blond tresses. Legolas's arms slowly encircled Aragorn's waist, pulling their bodies closer together. Both young immortals forgot that they were enemies and surrendered in the sweet ecstasy of their kiss.

*****

Aragorn had his hands still tangled in Legolas hair, and Legolas was rubbing his hands up and down the half-elf's strong back when realization of what they were doing finally stuck. They immediately broke apart and glared at each other in disgust.

Legolas used his sleeve to wipe his mouth and he shouted, 'How dare you! You have no right to kiss me!'

'Well, it seemed to me that you were quite enjoying it.'

'I did not enjoy it! I could never enjoy kissing you.'

Aragorn smirked and advanced towards the blond elf. 'Oh really?' He walked closer and closer to Legolas until the elf was forced to back up against the door. Aragorn placed his hands on the wall on either side of Legolas head, trapping him. 'Tell me again that you do not enjoy kissing me. Come on, you have my complete attention.'

'I...I...' Legolas stammered.

Aragorn lifted a corner of his mouth as he taunted, 'You can not even say it, so how can you hate it. Just admit that you find me irresistible. I know that you want to touch me and kiss my whole body.'

Legolas stared up at Aragorn's face in surprise. 'I certainly do not.'

Aragorn brought his head closer to Legolas's, acting as if he was about to kiss the elf. When his lips almost brushed against Legolas's mouth he suddenly pulled back and smirked.

'Your heart was racing, was it not?'

'It was not,' Legolas weakly protested.

Aragorn chuckled and leaned back down for a kiss; a real one this time. He almost reached his target when there was a knock on the cellar door. He cursed under his breath and moved away from the shaking Legolas. The pair heard the door being unlocked and watched as it was opened, allowing Lord Elrond entrance into the cellar.

Before Legolas or Aragorn could speak Elrond stated, 'I am here to let you go. I have come to realize that it is futile to force the two of you into liking each other. I also have decided to call off the arrangement. You are no longer betrothed to one another.' He turned and left the cellar, leaving the door open.

The two young immortals glanced at the door, at each other, and then back to the door in shock. Legolas shrugged and headed to the door, followed by Aragorn. Once they were in the kitchen Aragorn exclaimed, 'Finally, I am free from you. You can go home and I will never have to see you again.'

'Praise the Valar,' Legolas replied. With a final glare at the blond elf, Aragorn walked out of the kitchen. Legolas glared at the half-elf's back until he was out of sight. His glare instantly faded and his face became downcast. He had actually started to like Aragorn.

Too be continued...