So, the drama finally continues. How will it go? How will Legolas react to Aragron and Arwen? Well, read on to find out…….

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Two weeks. For two long weeks Legolas had had to put up with the two lovers, the human and the she-elf, simpering over each other. Normally, it wouldn't bother him, but they seemed to do it EVERYWHERE!!!! Not only in the gardens, the forest, various rooms in the palace, but stupid places, like at breakfast, at fighting or shooting practice, in the stables - quite literally everywhere, all the time.

'Of course,' thought Legolas to himself, 'it has nothing to do with WHO it is. Nothing to do with the human. Nope. Not at all. Never. Well, maybe just a bit…….' He sighed mournfully to himself.

He was totally turning into a hopeless case. He was sitting with his legs up on his window-sill, facing the sunset, watching it turn from yellow slowly to gold. Soon, he heard laughter below him, and looked down to the gardens to see Estel and Arwen strolling along together hand-in-hand, giggling and chattering. Lightning bolts of hatred and jealousy coursed through Legolas's blood as he watched them. He watched as the kissed in front of the fountain, before he said goodbye to her and walked off in the direction of the front doors, as Arwen just stood there for a while looking very happy and very pleased with herself.

Legolas did for a second wonder if it was any use going to find out what Aragorn was up to, but in the end he decided he couldn't be bothered because he was feeling to depressed, and in the end seeing Estel would just upset him more, so he stayed where he was on the window sill.

He had slowly started to realise that he had feelings for the human, and although he did hate to admit it to himself, he had. During the last week he had also accepted that he was feeling jealousy towards Arwen because, where before the human had also liked him, thanks to her Legolas now knew that Estel only had feelings for her. And, obviously, all this did for Legolas was make him feel really bad, and made him hate Estel all the more.

Legolas was brought sharply out of his reverie when he heard a knocking at his door. Thinking it was one of his good friends coming over to cheer him up, he rushed over to door with a huge smile on his face.

Estel's Point of View.

After finishing with Arwen, Estel made his way up to Legolas's room. Of course he loved Arwen, but being with her the whole time did sometimes get a little frustrating for the poor human. She was lovely and pretty and everything, but Valar, was she clingy sometimes? He decided that he hadn't had enough of fighting lately, and although he was still slightly mad at Legolas for the Wine-Event, he had mostly forgiven him, and had also started noticing how annoyed the elf sometimes got when he and Arwen were around. So, Estel, thinking he was clever, decided to go and give Legolas a visit, and try and get into his 'good books' again.

Finally reaching the elf's room, he knocked on the door, and was greeted by a happy, smiling Legolas. Estels's heart leaped. But only for a second, because a moment later and the smile had faded to disappointment and then anger as his beautiful smiling face turned cold, and once again those stunning grey eyes filled with such a hard, pitiless stare.

'Oh,' the stunning elf said, rather coldly, 'What do you want?' Estel cursed himself as he entered the room and shut the door, watching Legolas go back to sit on the window sill again.

'I was just erm, wondering, cos I know that we haven't been speaking much lately, and erm….

Legolas's Point of View.

As you could probably guess, Legolas was starting to get annoyed with the human. You avoid going to see people for a reason, so when they come barging into your room, speaking (for the most part) gibberish, you do tend to get a little irritated at times. He sighed loudly as he sat down on the window sill and looked uninterestedly at the human for a while, before getting bored of trying to understand what Estel was saying and leaning back on the side of the wall, swinging his legs back up, looking out towards the forest, the warm sun warming his face. It was then that Estel faltered…

Estel's Point of View.

Aragorn realised he had been going on about nothing for the last few minutes - being in the elf's presence made him unusually nervous, but his words finally failed as Legolas leant back, with the sun of his face. The golden light lit up his features and shone in his silky hair, and, to the human, he looked like some dazzling god. His brain actually figured out that he had stopped talking, and his mouth was slightly hanging open when Legolas turned to look at him.

'Estel,' he said slowly, 'Why are you here?' It took a few seconds for the words to register in Estel's mind. He finally decided mindlessly babbling wasn't getting him anywhere.

'Urm, because, I'd like to practise fighting with you.' Direct and to the point. Legolas looked slightly unguarded for a second.

'You… what?'

'Well,' Aragorn smiled sheepishly, 'I've been spending quite a lot of time with Arwen lately-'

'I had noticed,' interjected Legolas sarcastically.

'And I haven't done anything active with her -' At this point Legolas raised an eyebrow and snorted softly.

'I must admit, it doesn't surprise me' he smirked, and Estel turned a powerful shade of red.

'Not like that!' he hissed, very embarrassed, 'Anyway, I have an urge to fight, and I think you might almost equal me.' He finished flustered and slightly arrogant. Legolas smirked again.

'Oooooohh! Fighting talk!' he said standing up, and imitating the twins, 'Alright, I will fight you.' Estel opened his mouth to speak, but Legolas raised his hand to stop him and walked over to stand right in front of Estel. Barely two inches apart he whispered;

'But. It must be a real fight - not training, and no injuries, obviously,' Estel's heart was pounding. Surely being so close to the elf couldn't be good for him? Legolas's piercing eyes burned into his own. 'What do I get if I win?'

Aragorn had not expected that question out of all.

'Urm, are you serious?'

'Of course I'm serious,' Legolas whispered dangerously, 'Do you really think I'd fight someone like you for fun?'

N-no, of course not,' Estel stuttered, 'Um, okay, what would you like to win?' Legolas smirked slightly and put his head on one side looking thoughtful. Aragorn's breathing rate increased - why was legolas acting like this? He did it on purpose - the man was sure of it.

Legolas's Point of View.

Legolas, as we all now know, liked to tease the ranger, and was extremely pleased when he found he could still elicit the same reactions out of the man. His smirk widening ,he pressed himself right up to Estel's body and traced light, dancing patterns on the human's chest with the end of his finger tips. As he expected Estel's breaths got even shorter and shallower. He watched as the human closed his eyes and swallowed hard, probably trying to calm himself down a bit, but failing miserably, because when he opened his eyes again, he groaned when he saw Legolas lick his lips as he played with the fastening of Estel's jacket.

Legolas raised his eyes to look back at the human and said grinning;

'You must not see Arwen for a whole week'

'But she leaves in a week!'

'That's too bad for you, isn't it?' he leaned round to whisper in Estel's ear.

'Take it or leave it. Your choice.' He then went over to his bed and swung himself onto it stretching himself out and looking questioningly up the man.

'Well?'

'Okay,' Estel gulped slightly, 'I agree to your terms, and I will fight.'

'Good, so now that's agreed, meet me outside the main doors at nine tomorrow morning. So, bye! And enjoy the rest of your day with that clingy wimp, won't you?' Legolas laughed softly as Aragorn frowned slightly at him and left the room, shutting the door behind him. He laid back on his bed, arms behind his head. This would be fun. How obvious was it that Legolas would win? And then Estel wouldn't be able to see Arwen, and then, who else would he have to socialise with? Just Legolas - unless he wanted boring grown-ups or annoying twins. One way ticket to success…….

He woke next morning, and after dressing to his usual stunning level, he went down to breakfast, and spent the whole meal smirking at Estel, who started to look slightly nervous. When the time came, he met the ranger as they agreed the day before, and he led him to a clearing that the elves used as a fighting ground.

'So, here we are.' he said, taking off his silvery tunic.

'What do we fight with?' asked Aragorn uncertainly.

'Our bare hands of course,' said Legolas matter-of factly. 'Poor, dear, clueless Estel,' he added in mock-sympathy. 'So, let's begin.' He then dived at Estel, who's reaction times weren't exactly perfect, and he was knocked to the floor and crushed below Legolas. He quickly recovered his senses, and soon Legolas found himself rolled over on the ground and Estel was stood up ready was Legolas's next move. Legolas jumped up from the grass in one fluid move and again advanced towards Estel. And so, the fight began……….

Despite what Legolas might have originally thought, Estel was tougher than he might have guessed, and two hours later, although slightly tired, neither were ready to give in…. Legolas might start to get annoyed soon…..

Estel's point of View

Estel had guessed that Legolas would have thought that he was weaker than he actually was, and as he wasn't giving in, and neither was Legolas, it was actually starting to become quite fun fighting like this. He had never done it this way, and it was a new experience - something new from the usual mundane practises he usually had to do. And he thought it was going very well. Until…..

'Aragorn! Aragorn!' Estel closed his eyes in horror as he realised who's voice it was, and breathed in deeply. Legolas was not going to like this at all.

Legolas's Point of View.

The elf froze as he heard the female voice calling, and watched as Estel closed his eyes in dismay. Legolas had thought it was going very well until now. He looked up as Arwen came round the corner.

'What is she doing here?' he asked Estel icily.

'I - I don't know,' the man returned pathetically. Legolas got up as from where he was straddling Estel with his arm over the ranger's neck, slightly constricting his airway, as Arwen came rushing over.

'Estel! Estel!' she shrieked, 'What was he doing to you?'

Legolas stood with his arms folded as he watched the she-elf simper over Aragron, and he heard him say;

'Nothing Arwen, we were just trying to have some fun' She suddenly turned on Legolas.

'What were you DOING TO HIM? You were HURTING HIM!'

Legolas lost it. Grabbing a smooth, sharp elven-knife from his tunic and, advancing towards Arwen, he held it out in front of him threateningly, until she reached a tree and could reverse no further. Before she could move one more muscle, Legolas had leapt forward and was holding the knife at her neck.

'What exactly is your problem?' he whispered perilously soft.

'Nothing! Nothing at all! Please, Legolas, please don't hurt me!' she squeaked back. No words were needed to know how angry he was and how much he hated Arwen. It was no normal hatred, but a pure, wholesome hatred, which even radiated form his very being.

'WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS? WHY?' Legolas suddenly yelled, 'CAN YOU NOT TELL I AM COMPLETELY FALLING FOR THIS HUMAN? I KNOW I CAN'T HAVE HIM, BECAUSE HE'S SO IN LOVE WITH A STUPID PATHETIC THING LIKE YOU, AND ALL I WANTED WAS FOR A MOMENTS WITH HIM ALONE, BUT I CAN'T! ALL BECAUSE OF YOU! I WILL DIE SOON, DO YOU KNOW THAT? MY LOVE FOR HIM WILL CONSUME ME, AND SOON ENOUGH MY HEART WILL BREAK AND THEN I WILL DIE! I HATE YOU! I HAVE NEVER EVER HATED ANYONE AS I HATE YOU! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!' he pressed forward with his knife, a completely murderous glint in his eyes.

Estel's Point of view.

Estel watched in horror as Arwen screamed and blood started to drip slowly down her chest, soon turning into a relatively steady flow. He lunged forward at Legolas screaming for help. Arwen collapsed to the ground as human and elf entered a brutal, vicious fight - Legolas because he was so angry at everything, and Estel, for his life. However, a number of elves had run at hearing Aragorn's and Arwen's screams, and soon they had Legolas under control. Estel collapsed in exhaustion as they pulled the still-fighting elf of him and started to drag him away. He rushed over to Arwen, but she was unconscious. Five other elves quickly picked her up and carried her off swiftly towards the palace for treatment.

Estel's head was spinning. What Legolas had said, how Legolas had tried to kill Arwen and how ferociously he had tried to hurt the human himself were turning around and around in his head, and deciding he could take no more, he ran to his room tears streaming down his face, collapsed onto his bed and cried himself to sleep.

A/N: So, is this the end of Aragorn and Legolas forever? Only next chapter will tell, I'm afraid…..

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