Lothlórien:

Legolas' POV

The happiest day of my life swiftly turned into a nightmare, a Balrog of Morgoth the enemy descended upon us, and we were forced to flee, Mithrandir was lost. Lost in the depths of Moria.

I had never known death so near.In Mirkwood, many would die fighting the beasts of Dol Guldur, but I did not know these warriors, and their unfortunate deaths did not really affect me. I could not weep for Gandalf, for I did not understand. How could one so strong give in to the shadow?

...Estel stood, sword unsheathed, looking at the ground, we were the only two not hysterical with tears, even Boromir didn't hide his grief. After getting the others up on their feet, for we needed to get going, we entered the woods of Laurelindorenan. I felt more at ease there, especially compared to the evil of Khazad-Dûm, as I had dwelt in Lórien for scores of years in my youth. Only when out of the danger of the Moria goblins, did Aragorn finally break down, he knew Gandalf better than any of us. He did not cry, he did not yell, he just stopped still in the woods, and stared, at nothing in particular, he just stared. The hobbits tried to comfort him, they tugged on his cloak, and cried up at him, concerned. Boromir went up and talked to him, but he did not answer. Gimli stood, head bowed, not saying a word.

I slowly walked up to Aragorn, i could feel his sadness, his pain, it was overwhelming. I choked back a sob, his grief reaching my soul. I put my hand on his arm, and whispered in his ear, "come Estel, my love, we must reach the city of trees, I feel your pain like you cannot imagine, but we mustn't linger." He turned his head, and the expression in his eyes was heartbreaking. "I know, i know,don't leave me Legolas, don't ever leave me," he brought me into his strong embrace, and didn't let go for quite some time, i inhaled his musty scent and rubbed my hands in soothing motions on the tense muscles of his back. He took my hand like a small Elfling, and I heard the hobbits whisper together, I smiled, let them gossip, I squeezed Aragorn's hand, his small smile reached his eyes, andI knew everything would be alright. We would be alright.

Before we reached Caras Galadhon, we met Haldir and his brothers, he put up a great show of not letting us past, then winked at me, "Haldir, come on, just let us see the Lady, i'm sure she would not be pleased at you delaying us." "Oh all right, Prince Legolas, I was only playing." As we were led into the heart of Lothlórien, I heard the others gasp at it's beauty, ai, it was beautiful. I sighed. Mirkwood would be also, but for the dark forces at work there, I longed daily for it to be fresh and green again, i wanted Estel to see it, i wanted to lie in the forest, alongside the river, without being in danger, i wanted Elflings to grow up in peace, but when will the darkness pass? Would it even be in Estel's lifetime?

I shook my head, dispelling the unwanted thoughts, and turned my attention to the present, standing on a platform on the Lord and Lady's Talan in the heart of Caras Galadhon.

I bowed to the Lord and Lady of Lórien, and greeted them, the lady smiled at me, "just Celeborn and Galadriel thankyou Legolas, you are kin, and a prince yourself, how many times do I have to remind you?" She smiled. We were invited to stay and rest, I accepted eagerly, I was weary, and so were the others. Also I was glad of a chance to bathe, I had not done so properly since Rivendell, how disgusting!

After eating, the hobbits settled down, and Gimli and Boromir went off by themselves. I was about to go over to Estel, when a very annoying elf, barely grown, popped up and invited me to join the Lórien elves for a drink. I had to be diplomatic, and spend at least a few hours with them, otherwise my father would kill me. I shot a veryapologetic look at Aragorn, thentrudged (and if you were thinking elves can't trudge, i was doing a good job of it anyway!)after the elf into the city.

Later on, when the Lórien elves had drunk themselves into a stupor, I managed to escape. I smirked, it was good for them they didn't have a war on their doorstep. If any elf in my kingdom relaxed, there would be a massacre.

I walked back to the company, only to find them all asleep. Estel was quite a way from the others, curled up next to a tree. Quietly, I lay down next to him, put my arms around his neck, and snuggled closer to the sleeping form, preparing to sleep. I drifted into elvish dreams, but I could feel someone looking at me, I woke up to find Aragorn wide awake, staring at me, "hello," he said, laughing, "what a nice surprise!"


Aragorn's POV

I kept thinking about it, how he sacrificed himself, why? It keeps going around and around in my head. I could've saved him, I could've helped fight the Balrog, I shouldn't have left him to fight it alone. I despaired. I could not replace him, where will we go now, which path will we take? I was ever comforted by Legolas next to me, I didn't think he understood, he did not seem upset, just confused, but he held my hand, and squeezed it every so often.

In Lórien, to my disappointment, Legolas was taken off, not willingly, to see his fellow kindred. Wondering when he'd get back, I talked to the hobbits about Gandalf's fireworks, and then went after Boromir, who was upset, at first I felt sorry for him, but then decided he deserved it. After tiring of waiting for my love, I curled up next to a tree, and fell asleep.

Soon, I felt warmth next to me, and arms around my neck, instantly I was awake. Legolas was lying, cuddled up to me, with the cutest expression on his face, he looked so innocent, but also slightly scary, as elves sleep with their eyes open. That is a good thing though, because I got to stare at the eyes I love so much, so blue, so amazing. Ahem, the eyes just moved, ahh, "hello," was the only thing I could thing of to say, "what a nice surprise!" He blushed, and I kissed his nose lightly, "you escaped then."

"Yes, it was murder!" he replied, "curse elves for being able to drink so much!"

"I take it you weren't too keen on attending that particular 'do', then." I smirked. "Nay, Estel, I wished to be with you, but that stupid imbecile elfling had to come and INSIST!" I chuckled at Legolas getting angry, "father would've gotten angry if he heard i'd declined though." I had never met Thranduil, but if Legolas thought he was scary, he must be bad, for Legolas could be very scary! Anyway, I had had enough of talking, there I was with the most beautiful elf ever in my arms, and I was talking to him! Suddenly, I rolled ontop of the prince, and started kissing him. I felt him gasp, and start responding. When we stopped for air, Legolas whispered, "Estel, my hair's getting dirty!" He was lying on the floor without a pillow, I couldn't have my favourite head of hair getting muddy, so I rolled over again, and pulled him ontop of me.

"Thankyou." I heard, as he started to kiss my neck and shoulders, I shut my eyes, and ran my fingers through his hair. Perfect bliss! After about an hour of kissing, talking, and rolling around, Legolas curled up ontop of me, laid his head on my chest, I put my arms around him, and we fell asleep...

"Aragorn, Aragorn...Strider!" I heard a high pitched voice in my head, I groaned and opened my eyes, and I saw...blonde, "ahh" my mind cried, "i'm blind!" Then the blonde thing moved to reveal a face, Legolas, I sighed in relief, and kissed the beauty. "Ahem," there was the squeaky voice again, I have to ask Elrond if it's normal to hear voices. Then a small figure tapped Legolas' shoulder, a very red Sam appeared past the mass of blonde I had been seeing, "excuse me Mr Strider, but an nice elf wanted to know if we will attend a meeting concerning our journey." I nodded in his general direction, distracted. Sam ran off, embarrassed.

I sat up, or tried to, before remembering that I had a full grown elf on my chest, "excuse me, Legolas, can I get up please." He jumped up, and helped me up, I had a very sore back due to not having a pillow, Legolas looked comfortable enough! We went to wash, and had a water fight that ended in me being pushed into the pool. Elves can be evil buggers! Dripping wet, I stomped back to the hobbits, who giggled at their fearsome, heroic, brave leader soaking wet, with green, slimy looking weeds wrapped around his legs, and an interesting mix of hair and twigs all over his face. I bent down to remove some leeches from my toes. Boromir laughed at me, and I growled at him. I am so not in the mood for this!

An irritatingly emaculate looking Legolas skipped over, and jumped on my back, demanding a piggy back, I dropped him, sulking, and he pouted. I pouted back, and we had a pouting match, which he won, of course. He's so cute! I jumped on him, and smeared some mud on his cheeks and forehead. Take that! Mwahahaha! The horrified look on his newly dirty face was priceless!

But of course the little git got his revenge, he began to wriggle underneath me, causing ahem.. an uncontrollable reaction shall we say.. i glared at him, and he smirked. So i thought fine! andprepared to ravage him right there, until Gimli ran up, put an axe to my head, and demanded to know what I was doing. Hmm... Enough to put anyone off!