Disclaimer: Once again, not mine but I wish it were! Hmmm, maybe for my birthday…*runs off to add LoTR Rights to b-day list*
A/N: I'm soo sorry it took me so long to update. I didn't mean for that to happen but I got majorly delayed *glares at laptop* and life got in the way *sends more glares to project-giving/essay-assigning teachers* . Thank you all for being so patient with me. *hands out Aragorn and Legolas clones to all the reviewers* Shhh, you didn't get them from me though J
I've really been stuck on this chapter and I finally decided that I couldn't do anything more with it. It's slow and a little on the boring side (for all you action lovers) but sort of necessary. I do promise the story will pick up after this and the next chapter. No further delays, onto the fic.
Chapter 2
The next morning, Elrond opened the door to his foster son's room and poked his head in. Estel was seated on the edge of the large, unmade bed with his legs dangling over the sides. Jumbled from sleep, the blankets had been pushed back towards the end of the bed. Pillows lay spread out at the head of the bed, still deflated somewhat from the pressure of bodies on top of them. Strings of ruffled, chin-length brown hair fell to the sides of Aragorn's face. Silver eyes focused completely on the elf's hair. Legolas was seated on the floor between his legs with his back against the bed. Oddly enough, the human was playing with the blonde hair. The long, silky hair shimmered and flowed over Aragorn's hands as he ran a brush through it gently. Elrond raised an eyebrow at this. The ranger shrugged while Legolas smirked.
"He likes my hair." Legolas stated smugly, starting to rise, but sitting back down at the wave of dismissal from the older elf's hand. Aragorn reached down to pinch the tip of the elf's ear but Legolas was too fast. He captured the offending hand, turned his head and kissed the palm gently before releasing it. Just as he knew it would, his action stopped Aragorn from doing anything else to him. The lord of Imladris shook his head at the younger couple's antics as he seated himself in a plush chair across from the bed. He relaxed in the high-backed chair, a smile still tugging at the corners of his mouth, threatening to break out into a grin. They settled down and waited for Elrond to begin.
"Alright. I will explain the basics and then you may ask questions" Elrond began, glancing between the elf and the human. Legolas nodded and Aragorn gave an apprehensive smile, his hands balling in the bed blankets nervously.
"It really won't be much different than a woman's pregnancy. It will last nine months, as would a normal human pregnancy. Your stomach will grow larger as the baby grows. The only true difference will be the birth."
Aragorn tensed a little but Legolas picked up on his uneasiness quickly. He reached his hand up over his shoulder and the human gripped it tightly.
"Being that you are male, it will be necessary for me to cut open your stomach to remove the baby when it comes time." Smiling to himself at the uncharacteristic look of horror on his foster son's face, he quickly reassured him. "Do not worry, I have medicines that will numb you. You will not feel a thing."
Both elves laughed at Aragorn's sigh of relief, earning them a glare from the human.
"Any questions?" Elrond inquired of the young couple.
"How far along is he?" Legolas asked curiously, standing up and seating himself on the bed next to Aragorn.
"Estel's just about two months pregnant."
Aragorn laid a hand over his stomach, softly murmuring to himself. "Wow. Two whole months and I didn't even know!" His foster father chuckled.
"Well it is not a usual occurrence in males." Elrond stood up, brushing his robes off.
"If you do not have any other questions at the moment, I have some work to get done." The couple shook their heads so Elrond turned and exited the room silently.
"So" Legolas faced Aragorn, lifting an eyebrow at him. "Still afraid?"
"You know, if you're trying to imitate my father's Look, you're not doing a very good job of it."
Aragorn laughed at the shocked and slightly indignant look on the wood-elf's face. He leaned forward, brushing his lips softly against those of his elven lover. Legolas wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer while deepening the kiss. His lips caressed the soft lips of his lover. Aragorn jumped back sharply when he felt a light blow to the back of his head. Keeping the human thoroughly distracted, Legolas had managed to cuff him around the head. Absently rubbing the back of his skull, Aragorn complained at the interruption.
"What was that for?"
Legolas just grinned innocently and stood up, straightening his clothes to make himself more presentable.
"Come. Let's have breakfast." He turned and walked across the room gracefully.
"And don't even think about it" he warned, not even turning around to face the ranger close at his back. Aragorn put down the hand he was going to use to give a tug on the prince's golden hair.
"I will get you back for that" Aragorn huffed, a frown settling momentarily upon his face at being caught before he could even do anything.
"Sure you will, human" Legolas said fondly, "Sure you will."
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A/N: I want to thank everyone who reviewed. This is my first LoTR slash fic so I was a little nervous but you were all so wonderful! I love you all so much. *gives huggles to all reviewers* Thank you thank you thank you!
Also, Rivendells Mistress, if you read this, please email me ASAP! I tried your email a bunch of times but I kept getting the mail back saying that you exceeded your storage space. I don't know if that's true or not but either way, I haven't been able to contact you for a while now (since my last email) so please contact me. I just couldn't wait any longer to put out the next chapter, I'm sorry.