Stop looking at me like that.
Haldir-...-
I mean it. I'm not crazy!
Haldir-...-
I don't care what they said! You can check the back yard! I didn't do anything to him!
Haldir- Riiight...that's what you said last time. You blamed it on the emu's!
So...it was them. I swear it was. Thier just waiting until we all have our gaurd down...then thier coming for us. I know it!
~~~
Akira didn't even bother to look over her shoulder. First, an arrow had just been shot between them, and then Haldir had told her to run, and she wasn't about to argue with him. She whipped her entire body around as quickly as she could, and sped off.
Her long legs moved faster then she knew they could. She slid down the hill which she and the march warden had just climbed up only minutes ago. As soon as she picked herself up, she took off again.
Awful shrieks pierced the other wise calm, crisp winter air as Akira ran. They sounded inhuman. She didn't think that even an elf could make such a sound. Her mind screamed at her not to turn around. Haldir had told her to run. If she stopped, something bad, bad as in getting an arrow shot at her, was going to happen. Her feet kept moving, the fallen leaves crunching underneath her feet. Her breathing became heavy, and she was all too aware of the sharp pain throbbing in her side. Damn. She hated running.
More screams echoed throughout the forest. She wanted to raise her hands to cover her ears, to try and block out the screaming, but she couldn't. Akira could see her breath in the air.
As thoughts ran frantically through her mind, the thought of Haldir still up there on the hill, possibly battling some awful creatures, was telling Akira to turn around.
The other, more rational part of her mind, told her to keep running, as far away as she possibly could.
Rational was never a word to describe Akira Richards.
Turning her head only slightly, the red head only saw a blur of black and gold before beginning to fall forwards. She slammed into the ground of the forest and a muffled a curse into the leaves. Why had she turned around? The young woman braced her hands on either side of her, pushing herself up so that she could begin running once again.
But something stopped her. Something made the young red head stay on the ground, afraid to turn and see what it was behind her. There was laughing. Deep, raspy, sickening laughter from behind her. There was an awful hissing. Praying that it was just a bad dream, Akira rolled herself over on her back and looked up. There stood in front of her three of the ugliest things she had ever seen in her entire life. They were kind of short, and had black leathery skin. Thinning hair was messily tossed about their heads. Their laughing allowed the young woman to see their rotting teeth.
Shakily she stood up, although fear seemed to grip her, constricting her throat, not allowing her to breath. Suddenly a thought popped into her head. Thanking the gods had decided to look out for her, and making Haldir an overcautious ass, she pulled out Vicious. Only causing the disgusting creatures, whom she could only guess were orcs, to hiss with laughter more.
"She has a sword," one said, cruel smirk on his black lips.
The other's laughed. "Come on then. Come at us if you think you can."
The three orcs were not carrying arrows, but small grimy swords of their own. Apparently the thought of Akira fighting them was absolutely hilarious, seeing as how they seemed to chuckle harder as she got into her battle stance. There were only two coherent thoughts that rang clear in the red heads mind. She was going to die, and where in the hell was Haldir? She refused to think that maybe he was killed. He was to strong for that. He couldn't be hurt, could he?
After starring at the orcs for some time longer, the young woman could not help but realize that she was all alone in this. Suddenly everything the march warden had taught her escaped her. She was going to die. These ugly little creatures were probably going to tear her limb from limb, all because she had been stupid enough to turn around.
"Well," hissed one of the larger orcs, licking his black lips. "It looks like meat is back on the menu!"
He then charged forward, laughing cruelly as he lifted his sword, prepared to slit the young girl in half. Suddenly, little bits and pieces of her lessons began flowing back into Akira's mind. And almost as if someone else was controlling her brain at the moment, the young woman lifted her sword, effectively stopping the large orcs. Snapping back into reality, the young woman's large combat boot, which she wished at that moment she would have gotten with the steel toe, slammed into his groin. Hey, he was still a guy right?
The orc hissed angrily, and backed away from the young girl. Adrenaline rushing through her veins, Akira raised her sword once again. The orcs eyes narrowed angrily on her. Oh yeah, she was going to die.
But she wasn't going down without a fight.
Vicious gleamed in the sun light as the orc once again charged towards her. Akira held it out, and shut her eyes, expecting to feel steel embedding itself in her moments later. When she didn't, she opened her eyes, only to come face to face with the orc. She held back a shriek and looked down. The orc had impaled himself on her sword.
Wow...that was convenient.
There was a kind of sickening sound as the young woman pulled her sword out, and watched the orc fall lifelessly to the ground. She wasn't dead! The red head could have jumped up and down with glee, had there not been two *other* orcs that were now looking at her like she was a happy meal on legs. They seemed even angrier then before, now that she had apparently killed their comrade. Just as they were about to attack, they were stopped, and fell dead in their tracks. Looking up, Akira saw the march warden standing behind him, his bow in his hands.
Their eyes locked immediately. Both were breathing heavily, and panting over their battles. Haldir made his way towards her slowly. He assessed her, trying to see if any harm had come. He looked down as he saw a dead orc before her feet. "Did you...?" he questioned.
She nodded, still panting heavily. "Yeah," she answered. The teenager frowned at her sword. "Ah, man," she said. "Look. First thing I kill and it gets Vicious all icky," the young woman observed starring down at the black thick substance on her sword. Looking towards the sky she said, "Sorry Sid!"
The march warden starred at the young girl. She had just been attacked by orcs, and she was apologizing to some man whom she had named her sword after? Strange girl.
"Are you all right?" Haldir questioned her. She looked up to him and nodded.
"What...were...those were orcs, weren't they?" the red head questioned.
Icy blue eyes still scanned the area, searching for any other of the foul creatures. "Yes," he answered. The march warden frowned slightly. The orcs must have been hiding out in the wood. He remembered when Orophin and Rumil had spotted many orcs coming through the wood, when the Fellowship had arrived. Around ten to fifteen had attacked him and Akira. Haldir wondered how they had managed to escape him and the rest of his men.
The young woman shuddered. "Scary little mother fuc-"
Akira suddenly found strong hands on her shoulders, pushing her behind the march warden, almost making her fall to the ground as they let go. The auburn haired teenager's angry gaze looked up to see Haldir pulling an arrowed quickly from his quiver and letting it fly. There was a screeching sound, and then a large thump as a body hit the ground.
~~~
The teenager looked up to see another orc coming towards her, and the now fallen Haldir. What happened? She decided that she didn't have time for that, and jumped up, dodging the blow from the orcs sword. Her brown eyes caught the sight of an old bow, what she could only guess used to be the orcs discarded one.
She gasped when she saw the blond elf lying on the ground. A long arrow was embedded in his chest. His breathing was shallow. Once again pulling Vicious out of its sheath, Akira narrowed his eyes angrily at the creature which had just shot the elf.
It smirked at her, revealing a row of yellow teeth. He licked his lips. "Come on girl," he hissed. "I've not tasted man flesh in weeks! Especially not the," he stopped a moment, taking in a deep breath. "Sweet flesh of elven lovers."
The young woman's eyes widened in anger. "First of all," she yelled charging towards him. "I am *not* an elf!" She lifted her sword, and the orc could only watch in surprise as she brought it down. "And second of all," Akira said watching him fall to the ground. "I am most certainly *not* his lover." With a bit of a huff, the red head turned from the dead orc and rushed to Haldir's side. "Don't be dead, don't be dead, please don't be dead..." she whispered.
Aqua eyes were revealed for only a moment as the elf's eyelids fluttered open. Akira sighed heavily in relief. He was alive. Mentally, she began thanking every God she could remember. His eyes drifted closed again, and the young woman poked him hard in the ribs. His eyelids shot open. "Ow!" he cried in surprise.
"Damn it pretty boy," the young woman cursed. "Don't do that," she said.
He glared at her. "Don't do *that*," he said, indicating the rib which she had poked.
"Then stay the hell awake," she told him irritably. She tried to asses the damage as she observed the arrow in his chest. Warily, she reached her arm out and wrapped her shaking fingers around the wood.
"What are you doing?" he asked almost breathlessly.
She rolled her eyes at the obviousness of the question. "I have to take the arrow out, don't I? I mean, I've seen enough episodes of ER to know that you can't just go around with sticks poking out of you."
He squirmed a bit out of her reach. "I am an elf. I will be fine until we get back to Lothlorien," he said, wincing a bit. Being the march warden of an army such as Lothlorien's, he had been hurt before. But never so painfully.
"I don't care if you're freaking Superman, I'm taking it out," Akira informed him. Before he could protest, the young woman yanked the arrow out of Haldir's chest, causing him to cry out a bit in surprise. He ground his teeth together. "Sorry," she said softly. "Just had to get it out of 'ya. Now, I just need something to stop the bleeding."
The young woman looked around, and the march warden was about to protest, fully prepared to march all the way back to the elven city in his pain. The sound of ripping fabric caused Haldir to look up again at the red head. "What...?" he asked. The teenager had just pulled the fabric of her long sleeved shirt, one of her favorites, off and was prepared to wrap it around his wound. The elf starred at the light blue fabric, then starred back up at her. A blush was staining her cheeks, but she spoke again.
"Uh...you're going to have to take off your shirt..."
He blinked at her. Was she serious? He was not going to remove his garments.
Sighing heavily, Akira began, "Look, I can't dress a wound that I can't see now can I? And it's not like I'm asking you to get naked," she said, her blush deepening an even darker shade of red. "Just take it off OK?"
Haldir shook his head. "No," he said. "I will be fine. Besides, the last time I followed your advice, I got shoved into the ground. I shall be all right until we reach Lothlorien," he insisted.
She glared at him. Damn stupid stubborn march warden. "Haldir," the young woman said, her voice surprisingly calm though she was still panting and her face was a deep shade of red. "The walk to the city is a few hours. And you may be an elf, but that could probably get infected or something. Plus, you're hard enough to deal with when you're not injured. So, either you take your damn shirt off, or I'll take it off for you."
~~~
Some time later, a very unhappy march warden and a very embarrassed young Akira came back to Lothlorien. The young red head looked very interesting, her light blue sweater having had an arm ripped out, and Haldir with no shirt on and a piece of fabric wrapped around his waist. Rumil noticed them when they first came in, and could tell that it must not have been an easy trip.
That was the understatement of the year.
Though Akira had finally managed to get the stubborn elf to remove his shirt, and had been able to wrap it, traveling with a half naked elf wasn't really one of the funniest things to do. Not because the elf in question didn't look quite nice half naked, but because the young woman was still, as embarrassing as it was, still rather flustered from the earlier kiss. Stupid good kissing tree huggers.
There had been a great tension between them while the red head tended to Haldir's wound. Each trying to ignore the fact that he was shirtless, and forget about earlier when he had kissed her. The march warden ignored the strange feelings he got whenever Akira's fingers brushed clumsily over his skin. What fun that had been.
"Brother?" Orophin questioned as he saw them waking in. Haldir's arm was slung loosely around the young woman's shoulders for support, leaning a portion of his body weight against her. Akira knew that the blush was probably still evident on her face, but chose to ignore it. Being all pressed up against a half naked march warden wasn't really doing wonders for her complexion.
"What happened?"
"We were attacked by a band of orcs," the captain answered wincing slightly. "We managed to kill them, but I was struck with an arrow."
Rumil walked over, and with the help of the young woman and his other brother, he and Orophin took Haldir. He leaned into his brothers, never taking his eyes off of the young woman. "Orcs? I thought we had slain them all," Rumil said.
"Perhaps some of them managed to slip through our fingers," said Orophin a bit ruefully.
"It matters not, for we have slain them now, Akira and I."
The two elves glanced at the young woman; both giving her nods of approval before turning and taking their brother back to his talan.
~~~
The young woman sighed. It had been a few days since she and Haldir had been attacked by the orcs. She was now sparring with Orophin. "Is he...how's Haldir?" she asked.
"He is healing. It is good that you pulled the arrow from him and dressed his wound. It could have easily been infected."
"You know..." she began. "He um, Haldir, he took that arrow for me," she said softly.
The elf looked at her, confusion evident. "How do you mean?" he questioned.
Sighing, Akira explained. "Well, we were standing there, and I was cursing the stupid orcs for getting Vicious all nasty looking, when all of a sudden he threw me to the ground. Next thing I know he was falling down next to me, and then there was that orc behind us."
"If you do not mind me questioning," he said softly. "What...what exactly is the relationship between you and my brother?"
"Relationship? There is no relationship," she informed him matter of factly. "I only just learned to trust the dude."
Orophin studied her for a few moments, almost skeptically, before nodding and beginning to get back to the lessons. The red head nodded her own head, trying to convince herself more then the other elf that there was nothing going on between her and the march warden. So what if they had kissed. It wasn't as if it was one of those life altering, time stopping, Fourth-of-July-fireworks kind of kisses. It was only one of those mind blowing, breath taking, fourth-of-July fireworks kisses. Exactly how a first kiss should have been. Even if it was with someone she wasn't all that fond of. She frowned. So, if she still didn't like him, then why did she want him to kiss her like that again?
~~~
Great chapter, eh?
Haldir- Stop saying eh! Your not a Canadian!
Does it look like I care?
Haldir- Shut up and answer the review things.
Gothic Flame- Ah! Math! Where? RUN! It is good you still love this story.
fanfictiongeek36- Hey HalDER! geek says that the magic 8 ball said you two were soul mates and that you and Legs were of equal hottness and she loves you!
Haldir- What's a magic 8 ball?
DOTR- Has another desperate proclomation of love for you.
Haldir- Cool. *grins cheesily*
Don't you got an answer for her?
Haldir- Um...I think that your name is cool, and your probably a great person. Thank you for reviewing this story! And while I may not be able to be your boyfriend, I'll be your microwave! (Note: His eyes could melt a frozen burrito. Therefore, he has offered to be your microwave)
Gothic Angel of Death- If you and Goth were stuck in a room and only had 5 min. to live, would you make out with or even make love?
Haldir- Well, it would depend. If I felt that we had a true connection, and knew that there no possible way that I could save the two of us, then I would do whatever Gothic wished me too.
Commodores R Ppl 2- Yep! Isn't it great? Chester Molester is the best phrase ever! I say it to everyone and they give me one of those 0___0 looks. Oh and Hal, wanna go see Hidalgo or Secret Window?
Haldir- I've seen Secret Window. I swear there are subliminal messages to eat Deritoes in that movie...*mutters about the government* Sure...I'll go see Hidalgo.
Irethwen-ElfRanger- It's fun being hopeless!
I have a challenge for everyone.
Haldir- Lord help us all.
If you tell someone (boy girl, doesn't matter) that thier eyes could melt a frozen burrioto and ask them to be your microwave and/or tell them they have pretty eyelashes, Haldir will personally deliver any message, song, or quote in the next A/N. Oh someone, make him sing! And if ya'll do, I promise I'll write two more chapters! (I'm stuck...so I need the encouragement!)
Haldir-...-
I mean it. I'm not crazy!
Haldir-...-
I don't care what they said! You can check the back yard! I didn't do anything to him!
Haldir- Riiight...that's what you said last time. You blamed it on the emu's!
So...it was them. I swear it was. Thier just waiting until we all have our gaurd down...then thier coming for us. I know it!
~~~
Akira didn't even bother to look over her shoulder. First, an arrow had just been shot between them, and then Haldir had told her to run, and she wasn't about to argue with him. She whipped her entire body around as quickly as she could, and sped off.
Her long legs moved faster then she knew they could. She slid down the hill which she and the march warden had just climbed up only minutes ago. As soon as she picked herself up, she took off again.
Awful shrieks pierced the other wise calm, crisp winter air as Akira ran. They sounded inhuman. She didn't think that even an elf could make such a sound. Her mind screamed at her not to turn around. Haldir had told her to run. If she stopped, something bad, bad as in getting an arrow shot at her, was going to happen. Her feet kept moving, the fallen leaves crunching underneath her feet. Her breathing became heavy, and she was all too aware of the sharp pain throbbing in her side. Damn. She hated running.
More screams echoed throughout the forest. She wanted to raise her hands to cover her ears, to try and block out the screaming, but she couldn't. Akira could see her breath in the air.
As thoughts ran frantically through her mind, the thought of Haldir still up there on the hill, possibly battling some awful creatures, was telling Akira to turn around.
The other, more rational part of her mind, told her to keep running, as far away as she possibly could.
Rational was never a word to describe Akira Richards.
Turning her head only slightly, the red head only saw a blur of black and gold before beginning to fall forwards. She slammed into the ground of the forest and a muffled a curse into the leaves. Why had she turned around? The young woman braced her hands on either side of her, pushing herself up so that she could begin running once again.
But something stopped her. Something made the young red head stay on the ground, afraid to turn and see what it was behind her. There was laughing. Deep, raspy, sickening laughter from behind her. There was an awful hissing. Praying that it was just a bad dream, Akira rolled herself over on her back and looked up. There stood in front of her three of the ugliest things she had ever seen in her entire life. They were kind of short, and had black leathery skin. Thinning hair was messily tossed about their heads. Their laughing allowed the young woman to see their rotting teeth.
Shakily she stood up, although fear seemed to grip her, constricting her throat, not allowing her to breath. Suddenly a thought popped into her head. Thanking the gods had decided to look out for her, and making Haldir an overcautious ass, she pulled out Vicious. Only causing the disgusting creatures, whom she could only guess were orcs, to hiss with laughter more.
"She has a sword," one said, cruel smirk on his black lips.
The other's laughed. "Come on then. Come at us if you think you can."
The three orcs were not carrying arrows, but small grimy swords of their own. Apparently the thought of Akira fighting them was absolutely hilarious, seeing as how they seemed to chuckle harder as she got into her battle stance. There were only two coherent thoughts that rang clear in the red heads mind. She was going to die, and where in the hell was Haldir? She refused to think that maybe he was killed. He was to strong for that. He couldn't be hurt, could he?
After starring at the orcs for some time longer, the young woman could not help but realize that she was all alone in this. Suddenly everything the march warden had taught her escaped her. She was going to die. These ugly little creatures were probably going to tear her limb from limb, all because she had been stupid enough to turn around.
"Well," hissed one of the larger orcs, licking his black lips. "It looks like meat is back on the menu!"
He then charged forward, laughing cruelly as he lifted his sword, prepared to slit the young girl in half. Suddenly, little bits and pieces of her lessons began flowing back into Akira's mind. And almost as if someone else was controlling her brain at the moment, the young woman lifted her sword, effectively stopping the large orcs. Snapping back into reality, the young woman's large combat boot, which she wished at that moment she would have gotten with the steel toe, slammed into his groin. Hey, he was still a guy right?
The orc hissed angrily, and backed away from the young girl. Adrenaline rushing through her veins, Akira raised her sword once again. The orcs eyes narrowed angrily on her. Oh yeah, she was going to die.
But she wasn't going down without a fight.
Vicious gleamed in the sun light as the orc once again charged towards her. Akira held it out, and shut her eyes, expecting to feel steel embedding itself in her moments later. When she didn't, she opened her eyes, only to come face to face with the orc. She held back a shriek and looked down. The orc had impaled himself on her sword.
Wow...that was convenient.
There was a kind of sickening sound as the young woman pulled her sword out, and watched the orc fall lifelessly to the ground. She wasn't dead! The red head could have jumped up and down with glee, had there not been two *other* orcs that were now looking at her like she was a happy meal on legs. They seemed even angrier then before, now that she had apparently killed their comrade. Just as they were about to attack, they were stopped, and fell dead in their tracks. Looking up, Akira saw the march warden standing behind him, his bow in his hands.
Their eyes locked immediately. Both were breathing heavily, and panting over their battles. Haldir made his way towards her slowly. He assessed her, trying to see if any harm had come. He looked down as he saw a dead orc before her feet. "Did you...?" he questioned.
She nodded, still panting heavily. "Yeah," she answered. The teenager frowned at her sword. "Ah, man," she said. "Look. First thing I kill and it gets Vicious all icky," the young woman observed starring down at the black thick substance on her sword. Looking towards the sky she said, "Sorry Sid!"
The march warden starred at the young girl. She had just been attacked by orcs, and she was apologizing to some man whom she had named her sword after? Strange girl.
"Are you all right?" Haldir questioned her. She looked up to him and nodded.
"What...were...those were orcs, weren't they?" the red head questioned.
Icy blue eyes still scanned the area, searching for any other of the foul creatures. "Yes," he answered. The march warden frowned slightly. The orcs must have been hiding out in the wood. He remembered when Orophin and Rumil had spotted many orcs coming through the wood, when the Fellowship had arrived. Around ten to fifteen had attacked him and Akira. Haldir wondered how they had managed to escape him and the rest of his men.
The young woman shuddered. "Scary little mother fuc-"
Akira suddenly found strong hands on her shoulders, pushing her behind the march warden, almost making her fall to the ground as they let go. The auburn haired teenager's angry gaze looked up to see Haldir pulling an arrowed quickly from his quiver and letting it fly. There was a screeching sound, and then a large thump as a body hit the ground.
~~~
The teenager looked up to see another orc coming towards her, and the now fallen Haldir. What happened? She decided that she didn't have time for that, and jumped up, dodging the blow from the orcs sword. Her brown eyes caught the sight of an old bow, what she could only guess used to be the orcs discarded one.
She gasped when she saw the blond elf lying on the ground. A long arrow was embedded in his chest. His breathing was shallow. Once again pulling Vicious out of its sheath, Akira narrowed his eyes angrily at the creature which had just shot the elf.
It smirked at her, revealing a row of yellow teeth. He licked his lips. "Come on girl," he hissed. "I've not tasted man flesh in weeks! Especially not the," he stopped a moment, taking in a deep breath. "Sweet flesh of elven lovers."
The young woman's eyes widened in anger. "First of all," she yelled charging towards him. "I am *not* an elf!" She lifted her sword, and the orc could only watch in surprise as she brought it down. "And second of all," Akira said watching him fall to the ground. "I am most certainly *not* his lover." With a bit of a huff, the red head turned from the dead orc and rushed to Haldir's side. "Don't be dead, don't be dead, please don't be dead..." she whispered.
Aqua eyes were revealed for only a moment as the elf's eyelids fluttered open. Akira sighed heavily in relief. He was alive. Mentally, she began thanking every God she could remember. His eyes drifted closed again, and the young woman poked him hard in the ribs. His eyelids shot open. "Ow!" he cried in surprise.
"Damn it pretty boy," the young woman cursed. "Don't do that," she said.
He glared at her. "Don't do *that*," he said, indicating the rib which she had poked.
"Then stay the hell awake," she told him irritably. She tried to asses the damage as she observed the arrow in his chest. Warily, she reached her arm out and wrapped her shaking fingers around the wood.
"What are you doing?" he asked almost breathlessly.
She rolled her eyes at the obviousness of the question. "I have to take the arrow out, don't I? I mean, I've seen enough episodes of ER to know that you can't just go around with sticks poking out of you."
He squirmed a bit out of her reach. "I am an elf. I will be fine until we get back to Lothlorien," he said, wincing a bit. Being the march warden of an army such as Lothlorien's, he had been hurt before. But never so painfully.
"I don't care if you're freaking Superman, I'm taking it out," Akira informed him. Before he could protest, the young woman yanked the arrow out of Haldir's chest, causing him to cry out a bit in surprise. He ground his teeth together. "Sorry," she said softly. "Just had to get it out of 'ya. Now, I just need something to stop the bleeding."
The young woman looked around, and the march warden was about to protest, fully prepared to march all the way back to the elven city in his pain. The sound of ripping fabric caused Haldir to look up again at the red head. "What...?" he asked. The teenager had just pulled the fabric of her long sleeved shirt, one of her favorites, off and was prepared to wrap it around his wound. The elf starred at the light blue fabric, then starred back up at her. A blush was staining her cheeks, but she spoke again.
"Uh...you're going to have to take off your shirt..."
He blinked at her. Was she serious? He was not going to remove his garments.
Sighing heavily, Akira began, "Look, I can't dress a wound that I can't see now can I? And it's not like I'm asking you to get naked," she said, her blush deepening an even darker shade of red. "Just take it off OK?"
Haldir shook his head. "No," he said. "I will be fine. Besides, the last time I followed your advice, I got shoved into the ground. I shall be all right until we reach Lothlorien," he insisted.
She glared at him. Damn stupid stubborn march warden. "Haldir," the young woman said, her voice surprisingly calm though she was still panting and her face was a deep shade of red. "The walk to the city is a few hours. And you may be an elf, but that could probably get infected or something. Plus, you're hard enough to deal with when you're not injured. So, either you take your damn shirt off, or I'll take it off for you."
~~~
Some time later, a very unhappy march warden and a very embarrassed young Akira came back to Lothlorien. The young red head looked very interesting, her light blue sweater having had an arm ripped out, and Haldir with no shirt on and a piece of fabric wrapped around his waist. Rumil noticed them when they first came in, and could tell that it must not have been an easy trip.
That was the understatement of the year.
Though Akira had finally managed to get the stubborn elf to remove his shirt, and had been able to wrap it, traveling with a half naked elf wasn't really one of the funniest things to do. Not because the elf in question didn't look quite nice half naked, but because the young woman was still, as embarrassing as it was, still rather flustered from the earlier kiss. Stupid good kissing tree huggers.
There had been a great tension between them while the red head tended to Haldir's wound. Each trying to ignore the fact that he was shirtless, and forget about earlier when he had kissed her. The march warden ignored the strange feelings he got whenever Akira's fingers brushed clumsily over his skin. What fun that had been.
"Brother?" Orophin questioned as he saw them waking in. Haldir's arm was slung loosely around the young woman's shoulders for support, leaning a portion of his body weight against her. Akira knew that the blush was probably still evident on her face, but chose to ignore it. Being all pressed up against a half naked march warden wasn't really doing wonders for her complexion.
"What happened?"
"We were attacked by a band of orcs," the captain answered wincing slightly. "We managed to kill them, but I was struck with an arrow."
Rumil walked over, and with the help of the young woman and his other brother, he and Orophin took Haldir. He leaned into his brothers, never taking his eyes off of the young woman. "Orcs? I thought we had slain them all," Rumil said.
"Perhaps some of them managed to slip through our fingers," said Orophin a bit ruefully.
"It matters not, for we have slain them now, Akira and I."
The two elves glanced at the young woman; both giving her nods of approval before turning and taking their brother back to his talan.
~~~
The young woman sighed. It had been a few days since she and Haldir had been attacked by the orcs. She was now sparring with Orophin. "Is he...how's Haldir?" she asked.
"He is healing. It is good that you pulled the arrow from him and dressed his wound. It could have easily been infected."
"You know..." she began. "He um, Haldir, he took that arrow for me," she said softly.
The elf looked at her, confusion evident. "How do you mean?" he questioned.
Sighing, Akira explained. "Well, we were standing there, and I was cursing the stupid orcs for getting Vicious all nasty looking, when all of a sudden he threw me to the ground. Next thing I know he was falling down next to me, and then there was that orc behind us."
"If you do not mind me questioning," he said softly. "What...what exactly is the relationship between you and my brother?"
"Relationship? There is no relationship," she informed him matter of factly. "I only just learned to trust the dude."
Orophin studied her for a few moments, almost skeptically, before nodding and beginning to get back to the lessons. The red head nodded her own head, trying to convince herself more then the other elf that there was nothing going on between her and the march warden. So what if they had kissed. It wasn't as if it was one of those life altering, time stopping, Fourth-of-July-fireworks kind of kisses. It was only one of those mind blowing, breath taking, fourth-of-July fireworks kisses. Exactly how a first kiss should have been. Even if it was with someone she wasn't all that fond of. She frowned. So, if she still didn't like him, then why did she want him to kiss her like that again?
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Great chapter, eh?
Haldir- Stop saying eh! Your not a Canadian!
Does it look like I care?
Haldir- Shut up and answer the review things.
Gothic Flame- Ah! Math! Where? RUN! It is good you still love this story.
fanfictiongeek36- Hey HalDER! geek says that the magic 8 ball said you two were soul mates and that you and Legs were of equal hottness and she loves you!
Haldir- What's a magic 8 ball?
DOTR- Has another desperate proclomation of love for you.
Haldir- Cool. *grins cheesily*
Don't you got an answer for her?
Haldir- Um...I think that your name is cool, and your probably a great person. Thank you for reviewing this story! And while I may not be able to be your boyfriend, I'll be your microwave! (Note: His eyes could melt a frozen burrito. Therefore, he has offered to be your microwave)
Gothic Angel of Death- If you and Goth were stuck in a room and only had 5 min. to live, would you make out with or even make love?
Haldir- Well, it would depend. If I felt that we had a true connection, and knew that there no possible way that I could save the two of us, then I would do whatever Gothic wished me too.
Commodores R Ppl 2- Yep! Isn't it great? Chester Molester is the best phrase ever! I say it to everyone and they give me one of those 0___0 looks. Oh and Hal, wanna go see Hidalgo or Secret Window?
Haldir- I've seen Secret Window. I swear there are subliminal messages to eat Deritoes in that movie...*mutters about the government* Sure...I'll go see Hidalgo.
Irethwen-ElfRanger- It's fun being hopeless!
I have a challenge for everyone.
Haldir- Lord help us all.
If you tell someone (boy girl, doesn't matter) that thier eyes could melt a frozen burrioto and ask them to be your microwave and/or tell them they have pretty eyelashes, Haldir will personally deliver any message, song, or quote in the next A/N. Oh someone, make him sing! And if ya'll do, I promise I'll write two more chapters! (I'm stuck...so I need the encouragement!)