Disclaimer: I don't own anything that belongs to Tolken. See, pretty self-explanatory.

Cyberwing: EXPLAINATION CORNER: I am back to the start. First of all, fanfiction, by definition means fake stories made by fans; simple as that. People have a problem about me not reading the book before I start writing. Seriously, with my turtle-like reading speed, it will at least take me half a year before I am able to finish those books. By that time, all the inspiration I got for this story would've died. I am an impulsive person and like to do things right away. I am sorry but you will have to live with it. If you don't like my story, then please don't read it.

I will say it one more time, like what I have said in CHAPTER ONE; I will be changing a lot, and I mean a lot of stuff so the story can flow better and that includes landscape, personality, etc, etc. I think this should be the last time that I need to emphasize this. Sigh, me and my b-tching. Sorry, need to vent off my frustration.

I decided to change the ratings, since there's going to be a lot of cussing, and a bit of minor seductions and dirty themes, nothing graphic. But it's no big deal considering how Hollywood has already got us exposed to every violence, sex, and drugs there are.

I don't know how long it takes to travel in Middle Earth. I am estimating that it takes about five months to get from Mirkwood to Rivendell and about three month to get to Lorien. These are the average time it takes for normal people to reach their destination. But then again, none of the characters in my story are cough normal cough now is it?

Also, since I have no idea how the age system works for the Elves. I am making them parallel with mortals, except they age by a hundred instead. For example, two thousand years old an elf would be twenty for a mortal.

"" Dialogue & thoughts (don't ask, the italic doesn't work for some damn reason)

Don't Love Me Too Much-ch5

Six months later:

Legolas had left Lorien for about a month now. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.

When he finally caught up with Ellandan and Elrohir, they already near the border of Lorien. It had been three months after they had left Mirkwood did they reach Lorien. It didn't take long before he found out that his fiancée fled.

It was extremely queer. Last month, Ellandan and Elrohir had looked at him in a strange manner. It was as if they knew something he didn't. It annoyed him to no end. Haldir, who couldn't stand the noise level created by the suicidal twins and Legolas, kicked all of them out of his quarters. Actually, to be precise, Haldir didn't even move, he just glared but that was all it took. His glare clearly delivered his message 'leave now before I kick your butts. HARD!' The suicidal twins went through the trapdoor and climbed down the tree, fearing for their lives. It made Legolas to shake his head, he began to question as to why the suicidal twins were so afraid of Haldir, yet not of him, when obviously that HE was the one with the higher rank. Even so he picked up his pack and left also. There was no point in staying when your friend was glaring daggers at your back.

Legolas walked pointlessly around the woods, planning on whether he should stay the night with some women, but quickly remembered that he wasn't in a mortal village. This was the place where The Lady lives. He sighed; he'll have a difficult time sleeping. After all, he might be fine sleeping without being near a woman; but he definitely had problems sleeping near men. They snores.

He was walking among the trees when he heard a group of women talking. As always, their topic revolved around him, that was the way things should be. He was 'overhearing', not ears-dropping mind you, no Legolas would never do something like that. After all, he was a handsome, powerful, prince. He had a reputation to keep up!

Even so, he was curious as to what the ladies thought about him.

"Why, it's the Prince who is eavesdropping."

Legolas looked up and saw a stunning she-elf standing in front of him. She had a long brown hair up in a ponytail. From her look, she should have been about the same age as him. However, her pair of brown eyes told another story. She had eyes of an adult, an adult that had been through too much pain. What could've caused a young female like her to look that mature remained unknown to him. After all, not a lot can be known just by looking at her appearance.

She was wearing a simple white dress that reached her ankle. No, it wouldn't even be called a dress; it was an undergarment to be precise. Even worse was how the 'dress' was designed; it took all of Legolas' will-power to keep his jaws slammed shut. No, he wasn't going to let his jaws hang loose and start to drool. Once again, that would go against his 'handsome, powerful, prince' morals.

Even Lily would never wear something like that. Her 'dress' had a low-neck line, revealing part of her cleavage. Due to its thin fabric, he practically saw her naked, seeing every curves and all of her body. He thanked Valar that she didn't reveal any parts that shouldn't be revealed, or he would have a nosebleed right now. From head to toe, there was only one way to describe her- she looked precisely like how a cliché paramour should look. How she would even dare to wear something like this in Lorien was an enigma. (A/N: Remember: medieval time she's walking in her undergarments she's an elf)

"I wasn't." He argued, finally finding his tongue.

"Really?" she walked to him; her bare feet made no sound on the soft grass. She leaned onto him, playing with his tunic. "I feel so sorry for you, Prince."

"Call me Legolas." He said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He doubted even god could turn down an offer like this. Guess he has a place to stay for the night after all.

"Legolas," she whispered in his left ear, sending shivers down his spine, "It wasn't fair. I can't understand why Narie would runaway from you—when you are so perfect."

Legolas felt as if a cold bucket of water had just poured down onto him. He pushed her a bit away from him, "what?"

The women blinked, then she put her index finger on her lower lip like she was thinking, "you mean you didn't hear about what happened to your fiancée? She left, not long after receiving the news about her engagement with you. That was about—six months ago. Almost everyone heard about it, but you don't have to worry about her anymore. Even though she left, you still have me." She wrapped her arms around his neck, moving closer for a kiss.

"Coire."

Legolas jerked and saw Haldir. He swallowed; there was fire in Haldir's eyes, Legolas felt goosebumps appearing as he saw the way Haldir looked at him. Haldir looked like a wild beast that was going to kill whoever that got in his way. What was worst? Legolas doubted that Haldir, in his anger, would even recognize him, that he was once his best buddy, Legolas.

Haldir was always the calm one. Nothing could ever provoke him, or so it seemed. Therefore, he was always able to come up with the best solution to a dilemma with the shortest time. His calmness was the major factor as to why he was chosen to become the March Warden of Lorien in the first place. It earned him the reputation 'Ice'. However, with this Coire woman, Haldir lost his cool in less than a second!

Legolas would have laughed and enjoyed the show if only his friend there didn't have all that killer intention directed toward him. To Legolas' disappointment, it didn't take long before Haldir return back to his cold self.

Legolas let go of the woman; she was looking elsewhere, just anywhere where she couldn't see Haldir. She bit her lower lip, she looked as if she had just broken her mother's favorite vase and was caught right then and there. Her eyes had changed, instead of showing great maturity, now it showed fear...

"H—Haldir?" she said nervously, "Wh—what are you doing here?"

Was it only Legolas or did Haldir's expression just turned colder?

Haldir and Legolas looked at each other for a moment. How did I get myself into this? Legolas felt like rolling his eyes, and I didn't even touch her yet. Will you stop looking at me like you are about to eat me alive? I didn't touch your girl! On the other hand, I do enjoy watching him being all-jealous about me. After all, I'm so good looking.

Then Legolas stole a quick glace at the woman, I am sorry Coire, I'll just have to break your heart. Although you are deeply in love with me, I cannot be with you since Haldir is in love with you. You see, one of his 'I'm a handsome, powerful prince' moral was: never touch a friend's wife. Legolas felt melancholy as he realize he'd have to tell her the truth. He was so into his world that he didn't even felt the tension had risen in the air.

However, it was broken by a soft sneeze.

Haldir broke his glare with Legolas and turned to Coire, "Damn it, how many times I told you not to wear something so inappropriate? Is it that difficult for you to put on a cloak before you come out?"

Watching Haldir as he approached, Coire intuitively moved back. Damn it Coire, she thought to herself, why is it so hard to talk back? Get yourself together girl! Remember he has no right to barge into your business. Who does he think he is?

"Ho—how I want to dress has nothing to—ahh!" She gave a surprise cry when Haldir hauled her over his shoulder. She started to hit him on the back and screamed for help. Once again, Haldir gave Legolas his infamous death glares, warning him to keep his mouth shut before he left with that girl on his shoulder.

To Legolas' interpretation; however, the message changed to 'she's my property. If I found you lay a finger on her again, I will kick your ass! VERY HARD!'

"Put me down you pig!", Coire pounded Haldir on the back. She got even angrier when she saw how comfortable he felt. He looked as if she was giving him a good massage. She resorted to kicking.

"Careful!" Haldir warned, as he lifted her higher so she can only kick him in the chest and not somewhere else where it would really hurt. "I should be the one punishing you."

"Where are you taking me?!" Coire demanded before finally giving in. She placed her elbow on his shoulder and rested her head on her hand. She fought so many times before with him already, for some unknown reason, Haldir could counter them with no effort whatsoever. Also, he always showed up out of nowhere whenever she was doing something 'inappropriate' as he would say. What does this conclude about Haldir? He had issues—serious issues. He needs to find himself a woman.

"You're going to be sick if you stay here," Haldir said calmly, "I'm taking you back to your place."

"I can walk!"

"You are not even wear any shoes! Again! How many times do I—"

Legolas raised his eyebrows as he watch the two people went out of view. He shook his head. They were probably the weirdest couple in the history of Middle Earth, if they ended up as a couple that is. Haldir may not want to admit it, but from what Legolas can see, Haldir had fallen into a perilous trap- a trap called love.

Legolas snapped back to reality. What should he do now that his fiancée had fled? Legolas sighed, he'll just have to look for her himself. She just have to create another reason for me to hate her, as if the ones before aren't convincing enough.

Therefore, now he was on a journey to find his fiancée. So there he was now, riding on the great plains, near the Gap of Rohan. Why do things have to be so complicated when they can be made simpler?

So what is Coire's background that caused her to dress like that? Why was Haldir so protective over Coire? Does Narie know Coire? Also, when will Legolas and Narie meet? Where is Narie at this time? What will happen when they actually meet? hint hint All will be revealed in the next chapter. Thank you for reading this story! Please review so I'll know what you think about it.

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