Ok, reeeeeeeally short chapter coming up! So I've put up four as well. But review both please! And I may put up 5 a day or two early if you do…
Can't talk much, else ff.net might take it down for being in Chat Format, or whatever they call it! :P
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~Lainfaer~
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SEP – I'm in a good mood too. I like being happy! *joins in dance* Yeah, what happened to her was sad, but at least he saved Leggy! Hope I updated quickly enough, and thanks for reviewing. ^_^
MoroTheWolfGod – Here's more, just like you asked. Hope you enjoy it, and thanks for reviewing. ^_^
laegoleaf – Poor Hally. I'm sure Leggy will look after him. ^_^
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Kyma – I lurve reuniting old friends. I might kill him off, I might not! *grins evilly and cackles in faraway corner. Faraway else Kyma might kill me*
Everyone found the bit 'bout his mum sad. Guess it was! I'm being stupid today, don't ask! Saying loads of random useless things.
Normal day then…
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Elerrina – Eww, Orc rape…let's not go there…
I saw Haldir as quite a cold character, and he's very strong, mentally I mean. So I guessed something major must have happened to him quite young in life. Agree?
Aragorn doesn't do pressuring. He's a nice, patient, smelly human! Just kidding. Well, when you actually think about the smelly part…
Yep, you said it again! Nice chapter. Thanks very much. *bows enthusiastically* Don't let it go to my head though! ^_^
Thanks for reviewing. Hey, another long reply!
Haldir's Heart and Soul - I'm first in the queue for giving him hugs and kisses! And lots of them…
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Starlit Hope – Hurt, pain? Nah, not yet. But I'm a-workin' on it! ^_-
I like putting small comments like Pippin's in there. Brightens the unhappy atmosphere a little, yes? Need anymore tissues? I think I'll stock up, just in case! Thanks for reviewing. ^_^
seeing-spots – You liked it? Good, good, that's what I like to hear! Thanks for reviewing. ^_^
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Chapter 3: Loving you is enchanting.
The next day, Legolas went in search of Haldir again. He was determined that he would not let go of the Elf that now meant so much to him.
It was hard to love again, such as he had Astalder, but he knew Haldir would never treat him the way he had. Haldir would always go with him, take it at his own pace. He would not be forceful, or unkind as Astalder had been.
He came to the tree in which Haldirs' flet nestled, and peered up into it. There was no sound from up above. He shrugged to himself, then proceeded to climb the rope ladder leading up into it.
He poked his head up through the hole that was the main entrance onto the flet and looked around. There was no one in sight. He lifted himself onto the platform and had a walk round.
Haldir's flet was immaculately tidy. Everything seemed to have its place, and there was not a speck of dust to be seen anywhere. Legolas cringed as he remembered what his own room back in Mirkwood was like. Exceedingly messy. His bed was never made, unless a maid did it for him, and his clothes would be chucked all over the place. Especially his clothes he wore for riding and archery. If he was ever late in, and there was an important dinner that night, he would have to get changed really fast, and so would just fling his clothes in random directions.
He came to the writing desk, and found it littered with papers. Feeling rather guilty as he did so, he took a peek at one letter. It was one he had sent Haldir about ten years after leaving Imladris. He recognised his writing, and when he saw the other piece, his own signature. He smiled, remembering when he had written it. It was full of things he had been doing since leaving Imladris. He saw his plea for Haldir to visit Mirkwood, and noted it was signed, 'love your dear friend, Legolas'.
He heard someone coming up the ladder. He placed the letter back down, and waited at the top. He looked down, and saw a head of silver hair heading his way. He grinned, knowing it to be Haldir. He sat down in a nearby chair, and waited.
Haldir pulled himself up onto the flet and grinned back at Legolas. "Morning."
"Morning. Where've you been?"
"Seeing Orophin. He wanted to show me something." He walked over to a stand with a pitcher of water. "Drink?" Legolas nodded and stood.
"Your flet's tidy."
"And that is a big deal because…?"
"Just saying. Think of it as a compliment." He smiled, taking the glass of water held out to him. "Thanks. My room has never been as tidy as this. Except when it wasn't actually mine." Haldir laughed.
"Really?"
"Really. I just can never be bothered to tidy up. There's no point. I know where everything is if it's messy. I know where I've chucked things. The maids don't like it though. They scream blue murder when they go in to try and find one particular thing."
"I bet they do. If it is anything like Rumils' flet, then I am starting to worry."
"Why, is it really messy?"
"Naturally. He is famed for the messiness of his flet." They both laughed. Legolas looked at Haldir as he took a sip of water. He placed his glass down and stepped closer.
"How are you feeling today Haldir? After yesterday I mean?"
Haldir placed his glass down too. "Better, thanks."
"I thought it was my fault, for talking about death and everything. I'm sorry if it was me that triggered it all off."
"Don't be silly! Of course it wasn't your fault. Just me being sentimental."
"Good." He looked at the floor. "Haldir, yesterday, I didn't have the chance to tell you how…why, I kissed you like that. I want you to understand; it wasn't just a one-off thing. I really think…no, I know…I know that I…well, I really do…like you, you know?" He looked back up. "As in…I love you." He bit his lip, and realised he was wringing his hands in nervousness. He looked back at the floor, and the butterflies he had felt earlier had increased ten-fold in his stomach.
Haldir placed his finger under the Princes' chin and lifted his face back up to look at him. He smiled warmly, and stepped closer, bringing his other hand up to stroke Legolas' chin softly. "And I you," he echoed in a whisper.
Legolas' blue eyes were wide with disbelief as Haldir leant forward and caught his lips in a delicate kiss. Yesterday had been different; they had not admitted to each other how they had felt, but now they had, and it felt so… unique. He responded willingly, his hands coming up to lay lazily on Haldirs' shoulders. He felt Haldirs' arms slip round his waist and hold him tightly against the older Elfs' body. He stepped forward eagerly, wanting to feel Haldir closer to him.
The kiss deepened, each wanting this desperately. Legolas' hands tangled in Haldirs' silvery hair, Haldirs' grip around him tightening as he did so.
They broke apart to gaze into each other's eyes for a split second, then kissed again, all the time moving back slowly towards the bed in the far corner of the flet. Haldir nudged Legolas down onto it with his knees and straddled him. He pulled away and looked down at the Prince beneath him. ""Legolas, are you sure about this?"
"I'm sure," Legolas replied breathlessly. "Please Haldir…I need this, as I know you do." He reached up to the Marchwarden, and Haldir placed a gentle, yet passionate kiss upon Legolas' mouth. He then travelled down, over the delicate skin of Legolas' neck, and leaving a trail of butterfly kisses along his collarbone. He started undoing the laces of Legolas' tunic, and grinned when this produced a low moan from the Prince. His hands travelled down, over the ivory coloured skin of Legolas' chest, and finally came to rest upon his abdomen. All the while, he was placing feathery kisses along Legolas' jaw and neckline, readying him for the next part.
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"Gods Haldir, I love you so much."
"I could say exactly the same for you." He propped himself up on one elbow, and gazed down at his lover. Legolas grinned sleepily up at him. He raised a hand up to caress Haldirs' cheek, receiving a kiss on the palm. He yawned and stretched out beneath him, shutting his eyes.
"Tired?"
"Hmm."
"I'll take that as a yes." Legolas yawned again.
"Whatever you say melamin."
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So, please review this chapter, then go and read 4! Pretty please with half-naked Legolas on top? And I'm not saying whereabouts he is wearing clothes…
Heeheehee…
~Lainfaer~