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
Warning: None
Nin Calan
Chapter Ten
That night...
Aragorn stood on his bedroom balcony, looking out over the land that had been his home ever since before he could remember. Imladris was beautiful during the day, but at night the city was enchanting. The moonlight bounced off the leaves of the many trees, making everything sparkle and shine. Aragorn had always felt free from the troubles of life when he stood here, looking at the calm land. But for the first time, Aragorn felt no peace.
'Legolas...' He whispered.
Aragorn tried to fight it, but a tear managed to escape and roll down his face. Soon, he was unable to control his sobs. No longer having the strength to stand, Aragorn fell down to the floor.
*****
Legolas yawned as he walked through one of the halls, heading to his room. Today had been a tiresome and perplexing day, and all he wanted to do was to soak in a hot, steaming bath, then go to sleep.
The memory of kissing Arwen was stuck in his head. He still did not know what had compelled him to kissing her, but the one thing that he did know was that his feelings for Aragorn were true. Legolas chuckled. He had spent his whole time in Imladris violently insisting that he hated the stubborn half-elf. But eventually he could no longer run away from the truth. He had fallen head-over-heels in love with Aragorn.
As Legolas turned the corner he caught sight of Arwen standing in front of his bedroom door. She was probably here for another kiss, seeing as how she didn't quite resist earlier this morning, Legolas thought. He watched Arwen as she knocked upon his door again, wait for a reply, then stomp her foot in frustration.
'Where is he?' She said to herself. Heaving a loud sigh, she turned to walk away.
'Uh oh,' Legolas whispered to himself. Arwen was walking straight towards him. Quickly, he ran back down the hall and rushed into a random room. Shutting the door behind him, he waited for Arwen to pass. He sighed in relief as she soon passed by.
Suddenly, Legolas realized that he could hear crying coming from somewhere inside the room. Glancing around, he spotted a huddled form, crying on the balcony. He walked towards the person, who Legolas guessed was male considering that the person was wearing pants, and called out softly, 'Hey...'
The person's head shot up and Legolas' eyes widened in surprise. It was Aragorn.
*****
'Aragorn?' Legolas asked, astonished. 'What…?'
Aragorn simply stared up at him, his face streamed with tears and blotchy, before suddenly jumping up and running out of the room. Legolas blinked once then ran after him.
'Aragorn! Stop!' He ordered, but Aragorn ignored him. He ran out of the room in time to see the brunette turn the corner at the end of the hall. Legolas quickly chased after him. 'Aragorn! Wait!'
Throughout the various halls the two played a frantic game of cat-and-mouse. It wasn't long before Legolas realized that Aragorn was head for the front doors. Turning the last corner, he was in time to see the half-elf run past startled guards and into the night. Legolas continued to follow him without wasting any time, but when he reached the bottom of the steps he quickly turned around. He ran up to one of the guards, took the lantern from his grasp, and continued his chase.
When Legolas reached the forest that surrounded Imladris, he bent down to find Aragorn's trail. Making a small sound of delight, he caught sight of footprints that anyone besides an elf would not be able to see. With renewed vigor he followed the footprints, careful not to steer off the trail.
Legolas was so engrossed in following the footprints he was startled when they suddenly stopped. Looking up from the ground, he found that the trail stopped at the entrance of a dark cave. Legolas shuddered; he hated caves. Elves were creatures of nature and growth—a cave was only full of darkness and emptiness.
Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself and cautiously entered the cave. One could never be too careful in times like these—orcs thrived in the dark.
One Legolas was a fare distance inside the cave he called out Aragorn's name into the darkness. Nothing but silence was his answer. He continued to call as he made his way towards the end of the seemly endless cave. Suddenly Legolas heard a noise coming from a few paces in front him. Holding the lantern farther in front of him, he carefully approached the spot where the noise had sounded. Without warning, Legolas was forced to stop because of a steep drop-off. Again he heard the noise; it was coming from below.
To be continued...
