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

Cyberwing: My fingers!! My virgin eyes!!...I think I am going insane. Anyway, I really have nothing to say about this chapter except—nvm. Sigh, I'll just let you read this chapter.

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

Don't Love Me Too Much-ch8

Naire opened her eyes and saw the clear azure sky, birds were chirping happily at a distance. She was about to get up until she felt something warm was tightly wrapped around her waist. Her eyes followed the arm to the chest and from there to the face.

Legolas. Damn.

And she had slept with him. Just great. She could almost see a big red sigh saying 'Operation Status: Total Failure, Retreat Immediately!' in front of her.

She slowly removed his arm and flipped the grey blanket off of her before getting up. She sighed softly before she buried her face in her hands. "What was I thinking?"

Suddenly she looked up, now was not the time for being depressed over things that was already done. She needed to think of what she's going to do after this.

When Legolas woke up, he thought he was a goner. Unlike humans, elves do not 'do' it until they are married. He had tried so hard to top himself from marrying Narie, but what he did yesterday was just like buying a ticket to marriage. The situation didn't change; it was only his bride that did.

He saw Narie sat down a few feet before him, dressed in a simple brown tunic and a black dress. She got the fire going again. She had her back to him as she gently poked the fire with a stick. She had set a pot above the fire. It was only yesterday which they have met yet it seemed as if they were always together. So natural, just as if it was how things should be. He began to wonder if he really went over the edge. Legolas coughed softly.

Narie turned around and gave him a small smile, "You have awakened at the right time. You are just in time for tea."

She picked up the pot after the water was boiling. She poured the tea into two cups before she strolled over to him. She kneeled beside him and handed him a cup.

Legolas thanked her and looked into the cup. It was made from herbs no doubt. There was a nice mint scent coming from the green liquid. He took a big sip and loved it. It calmed him down.

Narie set down her cup down next to her without taking a sip. She leaned back and sat cross-legged opposite from him. She took a deep breath before she spoke, playing with the blanket, "look, I wanted to talk about—us."

She didn't even dared to look up, she was afraid that she would be controlled by hormones once again when she saw his bare-chested and knowing that he wasn't wearing underneath the grey blanket. Stupid; stupid; stupid hormones. She had read about how hormones could affect people's decisions and actions. She never realized that it would be that powerful/

Legolas continued to drink from the cup; his eyes never once looked at her. She knew he was trying to think of a way out of this.

Narie stared at him for a moment, she sighed, she should've known. There was no 'us', there never was and she doubt that there would ever be an 'us'. It was a spur of the moment thing, a decision made based on hormones and impulse. There was no love in it, but only physical attraction. She knew better that a relationship like that would never last long.

The truth had always been laid out for her; and she brought it out into the open. Legolas didn't want to take any responsibility about what happened, well, neither did she. He was good, he was real good. From the way he 'performed' last night, she knew she wasn't his first and she was positive that she wouldn't be his last. Trying to control him would be the same as trying to tame a wild horse, and that would be too tiring. At the same time, she didn't want to be tied down also.

"Go find Narie, Legolas."

Legolas looked up from his cup, confused. Why would she say such a thing? Weren't women always wanted to find a man who they can depend on or spend the rest of their lives with? Others would've died to be in her position now. For an elf that had slept with the prince, her status would rise. She could just go to his father and he would be her husband whether he was willing or not. Who would be stupid enough to give up a chance like that? Or was she naïve enough to not know that she didn't have to be a maid anymore, that she'll have a chance to become the Queen of Mirkwood.

"What?" Legolas questioned, afraid that he missed something. He watched her closely and saw a change in her. She was no longer unnerving like the night before, instead she was confident. It was as if he never knew her at all, that she was a different person from the naïve, nice, little girl from the night before. He began to question as to how many things she said last night was true. He got a feeling that she didn't want to marry him and she wasn't after fame. Then…why?

Narie looked at him, her green eyes boring into his blue ones, "You heard me. I don't want to repeat myself." Damn, the remedies should be taking effects how. She was thankful that she had made the right decision. She watched as Legolas blinked and placed his hand on his forehead, trying to stay awake.

"Why?" Legolas glared at her with disbelief and anger, he grip onto her tunic to stop himself from collapsing.

"It's for the best, Legolas. Go find her, she's heading west, she's probably already beyond The Shire by now. If that is true, it'll be difficult for you to find her, she could be anywhere." Narie reached for his hands and gently removed them from her tunic.

"Who are you?" Legolas muttered. He shook his head as his last effort to keep his mind cleared. Before his world turned black, he heard a soft voice saying, "someone you'll never see again for the rest of your life."

Narie pushed Legolas off from her, his head rested on her left shoulder just before he lost conscious. She slowly put him down then covering him with the blanket. She touched his cheek. This is it. she thought, this might be the last time she'll ever be able to see him again. She knew what they did was a mistake, but she didn't' regret it. After all, this could be a good education material that she could use to share with her friend. She kissed his forehead before she got onto her horse.

She never once looked back.

By the time Legolas woke up, it was already nighttime. The fire had already gone out and that woman was nowhere in sight. He would've thought everything was a dream if he didn't see a few pieces of paper were weighted down by a stone next to him. He picked up the letter and his had the urged to strangle that damn woman.

We have made a mistake last night,

I don't want to start a fight.

Don't bother trying to find me 'there',

It would not be able to solve our affair.

You always wanted to be free,

And I refuse to wait for thee.

Now we go our separate way,

And move on to another day.

After all, there are more than one fish.

Legolas crumbled the piece of paper and wanted to tear it to pieces. How could she write this—'poem'. He considered that if poets saw her poem, they would probably raise from the dead just to kill her. What kind of poem is this? He studied the poem again. There are four rhyming couplets except the last one. Then it clicked, the finishing line for this poem would be: the truth is, Legolas, you have been ditch. He could almost hear her laughing at the background. He shook his head, who was she? From the poem, he knew that he was tricked. But why? She wasn't like the women he had met before. She was like the weather, so unpredictable, always changing. He unfolded the crumbled paper, only to find that there was a second page. He read onward, sliding the first behind the page.

It was a map of middle earth, drawn in the simplest way, showing only the significant landscapes like the Misty Mountains and The Shire. Legolas flipped it over and saw a continuation of her 'poem'.

You don't have to worry,

You'll be fine,

For you'll soon be forgotten in my mind!

Legolas got dressed swiftly and packed up. He got onto his horse as he rode out of the valley. She didn't even made an effort to hide her tracks. It was as if she was sure that he'd head west to find Narie. The truth was, for once in her life, she was wrong. She made a big mistake; for she had gotten a man angry, a man called Legolas Greenleaf. If she thought she had seen the last of him, well, he'll just see about that.

OMG! What is going to happen next? What will Legolas do to get back to Narie, now that she dumped him? What can Narie do to escape from his pursue? Read the next chapter to find out! Now click the bottom left button and review!

GirlFromPlanetOdd: thz a lot for reviewing my story! I am glad that you like the plot and the characters.

Feanen: hehe

Eveningstar5: lol! Bingo, I live in the northern hemisphere, to be specific, I live in Canada! But now it's getting a bit windy again, so I am still alive hehe.

Hello Kitty2: I did! In fact, I got a big pot of coffee next to me right now. Lol