Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. If they were, I would not need the disclaimer.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. My break is over and school has caught up and I am in deep …s#@%. But don't worry. I will update fast. I'll try to do it at most every four days.

I have already decided to put Glory's part in this story. It's not yet in this chappie but I'm working on it.

Thank you for your feedback and your suggestions on what to do. I really appreciate the reviewers, especially those who gave me ideas on what to do. Thank you very much. I would also like to thank the reviewer who, although not a slash fan, read my story anyway. I respect the fact that you were very nice about telling me your opinion and I am glad that you liked the story. I think I may write a het story just for you. (If I can). Thank you very much.

To the other reviewers, I am also thankful for your reviews. And to those who are reading, even though they are not leaving reviews. I hope you like the story.

There. On with the story.

"Have you seen Haldir?" Orophin asked a fellow elf. His brother did not come back to the talan last night and he was worried. It was possible that Haldir found a willing elf maiden and decided to stay with her but Orophin could not take the chance. Haldir always informed them of his plans, especially when he was on duty, and he has not yet been officially relieved yet. It was unlike him to just disappear.

"No. Sorry."

Rumil ran towards him. "Nobody has seen him all night, Orophin. I asked all the maidens." His worry increased at Rumil's words. Orophin decided to tell the Lady. As he ran to Lady Galadriel's house, Rumil trailed behind him, equally worried.

Lady Galadriel sighed as she watched the vision in her mirror. It has happened. She did not know what next to do, for her visions had been limited. What now? She had done what she needed to do. She had brought them together. She still did not know if it was a wise decision. But who can stop what was meant to happen?

Her thoughts were disrupted when Rumil and Orophin burst into the room, looking worried.

"My lady, forgive our rude entrance, but Haldir has been missing and no one has seen him all night and we are worried…" Orophin began when Lady Galadriel interrupted him.

"Breathe, son. And slow down."

Orophin and Rumil took a deep breath, and said, in unison. "Haldir, he is missing."

Oh dear. /Should I tell them? How?/ Lady Galadriel smiled. "Haldir is fine. He is safe. He is still with Lord Glorfindel."

"He was with the lord all night?" Rumil asked.

"Er, yes. They explored much of the woods and strayed far. They fell asleep, I believe, in one of the spots they visited. Do not worry, they are unharmed." Lady Galadriel tried to find the best way to tell the truth without actually telling the truth.

"Oh. I see. Thank you, my lady. Sorry to have bothered you." With that, the two left. Lady Galadriel sighed and closed her eyes. Haldir will have to be the one to tell his brothers. If he ever decides to let them know.

Haldir stirred, and groaned as his muscles protested. He was sore all over, for they had done things he never even thought possible.

"Good morning." Glorfindel whispered in his ear as he turned towards him. The eldar's arms were around him and Haldir's head rested on the other's chest. He lifted his head to look at his male lover and smiled.

"I think it's noon." Haldir told him.

"Actually, it's afternoon." Glorfindel corrected, glancing about the area. Haldir groaned.

"How am I going to explain my absence to my brothers and the Galadhrim?" he moaned.

"Well," Glorfindel tightened his arms around the younger elf, pulling him nearer "you can tell them something got into you. And it made you horribly…weak." He laughed when Haldir gave him an indignant look. But the younger elf laughed too.

"We have to get up. Lord Elrond will also wish to know where you have been all night."

"I'll tell him that I got into something." He reached for the archer again. Haldir stopped him.

"Stop it. I have duties, my lord."

"My lord? I think you should call me Glorfindel now."

"I… the others will wonder. My lord will have to do."

"You didn't seem to have any problem screaming my name, March Warden. They could have heard." Glorfindel didn't like what Haldir's words implied.

"That… was different. It will be hard to explain to them about this. I'd rather people do not ask." Haldir kept his head bowed. He was still confused. He did not need anybody asking him questions he could not answer. And he did not know how to take what was happening to him. He was never in a position where others dominated him. He wouldn't let them. But now, he more than begged for Glorfindel to take him. Haldir needed to sort things out.

"Very well. If you wish to keep this secret, then I respect that." Glorfindel sighed.

Both elves dressed in silence. One was confused. The other? Somewhere between perplexed, intrigued, and determined.

"Haldir, I want this again."

Haldir stopped moving and looked at Glorfindel.

"If you wish it, I want us to have this again." The eldar continued.

Haldir wanted to say no. He didn't know where this was going. He did not like the feelings the eldar evoked in him. They scare him, and he does not frighten easily. Yet he could not say no.

"Yes, I wish it as well." he all but whispered.

For the next days of the Rivendell elves' stay in Lothlorien, Glorfindel spent every moment he can steal with Haldir. They stayed for over seven weeks, since Elrond decided to spend more time with his daughter, and the twins to spend more time with their grandparents. Every night, Glorfindel and Haldir would meet and make love all night. In the morning, they would slip back into their places and acted like nothing happened. When others were around, they kept their hands off each other. And kept their distance from each other. No one noticed anything. But if any elf were to look closely, they would have seen the heated looks, gazes filled with promises of what was to come that night. But nobody ever looked closely, for they had no reason to. Nobody ever knew of their secret meetings, save for the Lady who never said anything, and her husband who said even less. All that the others knew was that Haldir stopped having midnight trysts with maidens. But they pegged this down to him maturing, of getting over that phase in his life.

Haldir's confusion grew as his feelings became stronger. Yet he did not realize any of it as love. He never realized, until it was too late. Too late to stop the feelings, because he had already fallen before he even realized he was falling. It was then that his suffering began. For he loved Glorfindel, while the eldar only wanted him. Oh, Glorfindel made sweet, tender love to him, sometimes so tender Haldir almost cried, but it was not love, that he knew. It will never be love. While for the March Warden, it will always be love.

It was that love that made him accept Glorfindel's offer. The eldar was to go back to Rivendell with Lord Elrond, and Haldir feared to lose him. So he agreed to what Glorfindel offered, because at least, he can keep the eldar.

It was their last night together, for the Imladris elves were to leave the next morning. As Haldir and Glorfindel lay entwined, waiting for their heartbeats to return to normal, Glorfindel turned to look at Haldir.

"We are leaving tomorrow." he said.

"I know." Haldir fought to keep his tears from falling. He could not let Glorfindel see him cry. He could not. He does NOT cry. /I do not cry./ He reminded himself. But he felt his eyes sting. /I cannot cry. Not with him. Not when he can see. I cannot./ Because then Glorfindel will know of his love, and Haldir cannot allow that to happen. So he schooled his features into an unemotional mask.

"This does not have to end, Haldir." the eldar told him.

"How? You will leave." he pointed out uselessly.

"I will come back." Glorfindel told him.

"When?" Haldir felt hope rising within him. Perhaps Glorfindel feels something for him after all.

"When it is needed. Or you may come to Imladris when it is needed. With the rising darkness, there will often be visits between our lands. Then we can…see each other."

Haldir's hope was crushed at Glorfindel's words. Momentary and fleeting affairs. That was what he was referring to. /What did you expect? That he will come back for you and stay forever? He does not love you!!!/

"I see." Haldir was surprised his voice did not break.

"I do not have other lovers, Haldir. You are the only one. And I am in no hurry to get another one. I will wait for the time when we are together again." Glorfindel leaned forward and kissed the younger elf.

"And I will not have any other, Glorfindel. I promise that. I will wait for you as well." Haldir whispered. He didn't know if he had gone crazy. He even wondered where the hell his pride had gone. All he was sure of was that he loved Glorfindel, and will never take another lover again. If this was the only way he can have the eldar, so be it.

Glorfindel smiled. He kissed Haldir, even as his hands began to roam the other's body. Slowly, the kiss deepened. Glorfindel's hands wandered further. He left Haldir's lips as his mouth followed the trail of his hands. Haldir groaned when he felt Glorfindel stroking him. He almost screamed when Glorfindel took him deep inside his mouth. Glorfindel teased, nipped and sucked until Haldir came. After the younger elf was spent, he kissed his way up back to Haldir's lips. Once again, he awakened Haldir's desire. But this time, he joined his body with his lover. One last time that night, they reached oblivion.

They kept true to their word. Over the years, they came together whenever they could. Haldir's brothers were a little slow in figuring out what was happening to their brother, until one night when they had gotten him drunk and he began to pore out his feelings for a certain eldar, among other things. It was an understatement to say Rumil and Orophin were shocked to find out their brother had a male lover, much less be in love with him. Eventually, they got over it and even helped Haldir make arrangements so they can cover for his duty whenever Glorfindel was in Lothlorien. Orophin was worried at first, and a little disapproving of the eldar. But he relented as well because he has never seen Haldir as happy as he was when the march warden was with Glorfindel. Something in Haldir's eyes seemed to shine whenever he was with his lover. And that was enough to convince Orophin.

During the first times they met after their first parting, Haldir and Glorfindel's lovemaking was fierce. Eventually, they mellowed down. Then they began spending nights just talking. That was when they began to truly know each other. And Haldir became more in love with the eldar. And continued to fall, still hoping that one day Glorfindel will feel the same way for him. Will he ever…?

A sad look came over Haldir's eyes as the question came to his mind yet again, reminding him of his place in his relationship with Glorfindel. He sighed. A bitter smile appeared on his lips. Why was it that whenever he took a trip down memory lane, it always came to end with that question left hanging to linger in his mind and torture his already suffering heart?

/I must love making myself suffer./ He thought.

"I think I see someone." said Orophin. Haldir snapped out his thoughts to look out the distant horizon.

"No. Those are men." said Rumil as he also peered at the faraway riders. "False alarm."

Haldir closed his eyes. He was slightly disappointed.

Though he did not want to, his mind went back to the question. Will Glorfindel ever…? He cannot even finish the question. Deep inside, he already knew the answer. But his heart refused to give up hope. Yet he knew that it was futile. He remembered the night so clearly, when he learned something about his lover that had hurt him more than he cared to admit, and killed his most foolish dreams. Glorfindel was always so secretive when it came to matters of the heart. But that night, that night so long ago, Haldir saw the elven lord in a vulnerable state. He had wanted to wrap his arms around Glorfindel. To give him comfort. To stop the pain. Instead, pain was inflicted upon him, though unwittingly.

Forever.

It was a long time.

And Glorfindel apparently meant every word.

TBC

A/N Pls. Review again. THANK YOU!!!!! PLEASE ANSWER: Did you get confused with the switch from past to present? Because Haldir is doing a little remembering. Can you see which is when? If not, please tell me so I can improve it. (Like put flashback and end flashback. Hehe) There will be more switches and if you don't tell me I won't be able to improve. THANK YOU. I hope I am not being overly demanding.