Rogue mystique: This is AFTER the Lord Of The Rings, just so you all know! :) I'll try to make my chappy's longer but no promises! Cheers Mia, gothic gals are always cool in middle earth, that's why I made her a Goth!

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Chapter two

    Legolas sighed hopelessly and spun around. The girl behind him was smiling innocently while rummaging through a black rucksack, obviously looking for something.

    "What are you doing?" Legolas snapped, this girl was strangely intimidating and he did not care for the fact that she wore mostly black. The girl dropped her innocent facade.

    "Looking for my Walkman, I'm sure it was in here..." Sirabi muttered.

"Walkman?" Legolas shook his head and continued walking.

    After a few seconds, a faint sound of music drifted into Legolas's sharp ears.

"What is that?" He demanded while facing Sirabi again.

    She clearly could not hear him for she was humming away to the music of Nickelback, her earphones planted firmly in her ears. Legolas listened in interest as they continued walking; Sirabi had started to sing softly.

Never made it as a wise girl,

Couldn't cut it as a poor girl stealin'

Tired of living like a blind gal,

I'm sick of sight without a sense of hearing.

And this is how, you remind me

Of what I really am,

This is how you remind me

Of what I really am...

    Sirabi stopped singing when she noticed Legolas smiling.

"What? I was just singing." Sirabi blushed at being caught singing.

"Very well, if you wish to be so bratty." Legolas muttered.

"Bite me Elf boy." Sirabi growled.

    Legolas dropped his smile and stopped walking; he was strongly reminded of Gimli before they were friends. Sirabi switched off her music as she gazed in wonder at the Lothlorien gates and the city beyond before her.

    "It's so... beautiful..." She said shyly, Legolas smiled once more.

"Yes, it is not my home but I dearly love it."

"Yes, you live in Mirkwood...Haldir lives here," Sirabi clapped a hand over her mouth. Legolas instantly strung his bow and faced Sirabi.

"How do you know of Haldir of Lorien?" He asked sharply.

    "Oh get a grip Legolas, I know a lot of things about you, Aragorn and Gimli." With that Sirabi boldly pushed Legolas's bow out of the way, he simply gaped.

    Legolas growled threateningly but stopped when he saw Lady Galadriel and his father King Thranduil waiting for him.

    "So you found our morbid visitor Legolas Greenleaf?" Galadriel smiled gently.

    Sirabi was stunned, Galadriel was beautiful, a veil of golden hair fell down her back and icy blue eyes held power and wisdom. King Thranduil looked much like Legolas, tall and fair, with long silvery blonde hair and smiling blue eyes. Though Legolas's eyes did not smile.

    "My Lady, you knew I would find her?" Legolas bowed deeply and Sirabi followed suit, she wasn't stupid, she knew who to respect.

"Of course, I called the child here, she was lonely and so terribly afraid of her home." Galadriel smiled sympathetically at Sirabi who blushed deeply.

    "My lady, I cannot say how grateful I am for you bringing me here. Though I am not sure... if this is real..." Sirabi felt tears come to her brown eyes.

    Galadriel took the hand of Sirabi and guided her into Lothlorien. Thranduil and Legolas followed with confused looks upon their faces.

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    Sirabi gazed at the beautiful halls, trees and the fair folk of Lothlorien. How she had dreamed of coming here, not to meet Legolas, but to simply see the beautiful place.

    All four of them were in a large white room, large windows brought through the rays of the sunset and a silence hung over everyone.

    "You were troubled in your home." Galadriel said softly.

Sirabi raised her eyebrows, "I'll say..." she muttered. She raised her voice slightly.

    "My father would... he would..." Sirabi collapsed into tears, distressing Legolas greatly. He did not like to see mortals cry.

"Ah! Please, make her stop!" Legolas pleaded.

    "Take her to her room Legolas, clearly she is not ready to tell us of her troubles." Galadriel sighed lightly. Legolas scowled and nudged Sirabi.

"Well I do not know what to do!" Legolas said as Thranduil glowered.

    Legolas sighed and took Sirabi's arm, he pulled her to a room across the hall from his, and he pushed her in and followed.

    "Please, stop crying, I do not like to see someone cry." Legolas asked sharply.

"Well I can't help it if my father abused my mother and I, or if he would beat our bodies blue if one pillow was out of place!" Sirabi wailed, collapsing onto her bed.

    Legolas gazed in pity and gingerly sat next to the sobbing lady. He hesitated for a moment, he had never come across a crying lady, so he simply rested a hand on Sirabi's shoulder. After a minute of Legolas whispering Elvish words to calm Sirabi down, she ceased and curled into a ball.

    "I will be back when you have rested... please do not be sad..." Legolas muttered softly while leaving the room.

    He shook his head and rested against the door, who was this lady? Why did she dress so strangely? Why was she so damn stubborn?

    Deciding he could not answer these questions, Legolas went into his room, waiting for Sirabi to finish resting. She was tiring.

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    Lady Galadriel and King Thranduil sat on a small hill just inside Lothlorien. They were discussing Legolas and Sirabi.

    "Her clothes, what will we do about that?" Thranduil asked softly.

"We will give her a maid and hope for the best. You are aware of our visitors arriving in a few days?" Galadriel smiled as if she was holding a secret.

"Whom?"

    "Why King Aragorn, Gimli and Lady Arwen of course." Galadriel said calmly.

"Legolas will be pleased, his only company is the girl and he hates her." Thranduil laughed.

"Not for long I can assure you." And with that, Galadriel got up and left. "She's upset."

    "What?" Thranduil questioned.

    Galadriel waited for a second and a high-pitched scream ripped through the air.

"It is Sirabi, come, we will aid her." Galadriel said calmly.

    Thranduil shook his head and both he and Galadriel made their way to Sirabi's room.

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    "What the hell did you do?" Sirabi screamed.

    In front of her were two Elven maids, going through her bag and taking out some items, they looked up, shocked as Sirabi screamed.

"Leave my stuff alone!" Sirabi shrieked, grabbing her bag forcefully.

    Legolas ran in, his hair slightly disheveled.

"What is going on?" He demanded.

"They were going through my stuff and… oh god, please tell me you didn't…" Sirabi picked up a C.D, or, the remains of a C.D. It was The Rasmus, her favourite band, and now it was snapped in half. 

    "Oh miss! We are sorry! We did not know that had happened." One of the maidens cried. Sirabi sighed and slumped to the ground.

"I hate Elves, oh god I hate Elves…" She muttered.

    Legolas simply stared at her. Sirabi looked up, watching the maids leave. She then looked at Legolas's shocked expression.

    "Yeah, that's right. I hate Elves, you aren't perfect, you're so freaking arrogant!" Sirabi stood up, "God why won't you just leave me alone!" She screamed at Legolas.

    As Sirabi ran away, she couldn't help but wonder if that look in Legolas's eyes had been… hurt?

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    Legolas watched her leave, and then he stooped down and picked up the broken disc. He fingered it lightly and muttered some soft Elvish words. The disc formed together and was unbroken again; he hoped this would please the lost girl.

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Rogue mystique: aaw, Legolas did something nice! By da way, I love Legolas and he will be nicer so don't worry! More coming soon!