Disclaimer- I don't own anything except the effects of the Elvin maturing process, those I made up. Whoa it's been a very, very long time since I updated. Sorry about that. As I said there will be a sex scene in this, but a stupid and pathetically written one. Just so you're warned. All elvish is in italics, translations at the bottom.

"Arwen?" Aragorn asked, confused. Where was he? The room was dark and mysterious; a shrouded fog swirled around his ankles as he searched the face of the girl in front of him.

"Aragorn," she answered her voice low and eager.

"Where are we?" He started to question, but she put a finger to his lips and slipped her hand in his. She smiled at him, and he couldn't help but grin in return. She led him over to a bed which seemed to magically appear in the corner of the room. The silk sheets seemed so inviting to Aragorn as he sat down with Arwen. She ran her hand over the frame of his face and he shivered at her touch. His skin tingled where her hands had been and his body silently begged for more contact between them. Her fingers fluttered to his briefly as he closed his eyes, savoring her touch. In the back of his mind, Aragorn knew this was wrong; he just couldn't remember why and didn't care much as it were. He grabbed her roughly, pressing her mouth to his. She responded fiercely, her tongue probing the inside of his mouth. Aragorn could not help it, he moaned aloud at the pleasure of her touch. Arwen seemed to take this moan as a signal to move foreword. She slipped off her dress without a word and Aragorn traced her curves with his eyes. He did not hesitate to remove his pants and shirt so that they were now both in their undergarments. Arwen shyly gazed at him as she unhooked her bra, and then slipped off her underwear. Aragorn nodded at her body approvingly and removed the rest of his clothing as well. The two seemed to melt into each other. She called out his name in ecstasy and pleasure; it seemed to egg him on.

"Aragorn!" she cried out again. They were amazing together. "Aragorn! Aragorn!"

"Aragorn!" Aragorn woke up from his dream, panting, and drenched in sweat.

"Aragorn are you alright?" Arwen asked, looking over him. "You were moaning in your sleep."

"I am….fine" Aragorn said breathlessly, "Arwen would you kindly step out of my room?" Arwen looked taken aback but respectively started to walk out.

"Meet Legolas and I in the dining hall when you are decent," she called before she left.

"Oh Valar," Aragorn moaned after she left. His sheets were soaked, he knew what had happened.

"I guess Arwen and Legolas aren't the only ones growing up." Aragorn said, removing his wet sheets and throwing them away. He then changed into cleaner clothes and sat crossed legged on the floor, thinking about his dream last night until there was a knock on his door.

"Aragorn?" Legolas asked softly, coming in to sit beside him.

"Hmm?" Aragorn murmured a dreamy smile on his face.

"You've been up here for hours, what have you been doing all morning?" Aragorn was silent for a moment but eventually told his best friend all about his strange dream. Legolas seemed speechless.

"Arwen?" he said finally.

"I know, it's crazy!" Aragorn said, jumping up and pacing.

"Not really," Legolas said, "a persons most futile desires are usually reflected in their subconscious."

"Are you saying I might like Arwen? Maybe more then a friend?" Aragorn asked, dismayed.

"Aragorn? Legolas?" Arwen's voice floated down the hallway.

"She's going to find me!" Aragorn cried.

"And in your own room, imagine that." Legolas said in fake wonderment. Aragorn dove into his closet just as Arwen came through the doorway.

"Honestly Aragorn I came up here hours ago- Legolas Greenleaf!" Arwen screeched.

"Yes?" he asked, wincing.

"Where is Aragorn?" she demanded.

"I have no idea," Legolas answered

"Then what are you doing in his room?" she asked tiredly.

"…..Looking for Aragorn" Legolas nodded.

"Well, tell me if you see him" Arwen gazed at him suspiciously and then left.

"What was that?" Legolas demanded once he could no longer hear Arwen's soft footsteps.

"What?" Aragorn asked, dusting himself off.

"Since when do you dive into your closet when you hear Arwen coming?"

"Since I had that dream! Do you realize how awkward it will be when I face her now? How hard it will be to have a normal conversation, how hard it will be—"

"Not to picture her naked?" Legolas grinned.

"Sadly, yes," Aragorn answered ruefully.

"Um, I was just joking" Legolas grimaced

"What am I going to do?" Aragorn asked helplessly.

"Come to my archery lesson with me of course." Legolas said simply.

"What if I see Arwen?"

"What if you don't?" Legolas shot back.

"I can't seem to argue with that logic," Aragorn said, getting up. "Besides, I'm a ranger. I can't let a silly girl scare me out of my adventures."

"You are not a ranger!" Legolas accused, "Stop pretending to be one!"

"It is a birth right to be a ranger, and I was born with that right!" Aragorn said.

"Says who?" Asked Legolas as they grabbed their bows and made their way towards the archery field.

"Says me!" Aragorn answered forcefully.

"Try to be realistic mellon, you will never be a ranger." Legolas said doubtfully.

"Aragorn son of Arathorn!" A high-pitched scream spread over the archery field. Aragorn winced as Arwen made her way over to him.

"Why Arwen, what a lovely surprise!" Aragorn said, avoiding her eyes. Legolas looked up from his target and grinned.

"Arwen!" Legolas called happily.

"Don't you 'Arwen' me! I told you to tell me if you found him! And you!" She turned suddenly to Aragorn, "have been avoiding me all day! I was so excited for the three of us to be able to spend time together! We never see each other anymore! What with Legolas living all the way in Mirkwood, me in Lorien and you here with Ada

"Talking about me?" an amused voice asked from behind.

"Ada"Arwen called, surprised. Lord Elrond and king Thandruil had indeed appeared upon the archery field. Legolas gave a slight nod pf respect as Aragorn smiled at his adoptive father.

"Children, we have guests." Thandruil stepped aside to reveal two wizards standing behind him.

"Mithandir!" Legolas said happily, stepping forward recklessly to give him a hug. Arwen swept forward gracefully to give Gandalf and his alley, a wizard called Sarumon, each a kiss on the cheek. Aragorn shook each of their hands.

"Mr. Greenleaf, do I not also receive a hug?" Sarumon asked in his great, booming voice. Legolas eyed him warily. He had met Sarumon on several occasions, and did not trust him. Infact, at times, Legolas downright feared him. Out of respect Legolas hugged Sarumon briefly, but could not help cringing noticibly when making contact. A moment later, Legolas' father took him aside to speak with him.

"I have never been so shamed," his father said angrily.

"Father-"

"How could you embrace a respected wizard like Gandalf so openly like that?! Aragorn shook his hand, Arwen kissed his cheek, and you hugged him!

"He is my friend!" Legolas protested.

"Then you just ignore Sarumon, and when you do finally notice him, you cringe! Oh Valar, you insulted Sarumon the white! My son, a representative of our land! You will have to be punished."

"Ada" Legolas protested

"You are to be confined to your room for the rest of the night."

"But father—"

"Dina,"his father said sternly, "Auta" Legolas slowly went off towards his room.

"There is to be a banquet tonight," Lord Elrond was saying.

"Legolas will not be attending," Thandruil said firmly.

"What?" Aragorn exclaimed.

"No," Arwen moaned, "Please let him come."

"No!" The king said firmly "Now go and get ready." Arwen and Aragorn exchanged upset glances which turned to smiles a moment later with the anticipation of the party.

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Ada Daddy

Dina Be silent

Auta go