Wow...195 reviews. I feel so happy! We took our three hour long Algebra test today. I failed with flying colors! As always, thank you to I's loverly beta for doing that betaing thingie that you do. Ya'll know how I complain about how being a redneck sucks for computer purposes. Well, this is how much of I redneck I really am. There was a cow in the baseball field of our school. My History teacher and a dude from my class had to chase it out. Are there cow's around your school that try to get into it? I swear...as soon as we turn our backs on them, their going to take over!
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Rumil smiled charmingly at the elfin woman at his side. Haldir resisted rolling his eyes at the sight. Watching his brother and Lathline was almost sickening.
"Oh Rumil," she said, laughing softly. "You truly are quite the charmer."
"Please," Haldir muttered underneath his breath. Rumil glared at his brother, and then turned his attention back to the woman sitting near him. The march warden really needed to get out of there. He could go see Akira. It's not as if he really wanted to see her or anything. No he was just bored. And he had no one better to, 'hang out' with as she had put. Yes. It was simply that. Nothing more. Maybe she would rub his shoulders again.
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The Lord and the Lady of the Golden Wood were sitting in the middle of the garden. Golden rays of sun shimmered on the ground, making lovely patterns around the array of flowers which surrounded them. The glory of Lothlorien would never be surpassed.
"She can no longer stay here," Celeborn said. His voice was calm and collected, though the pain that he wore on his face betrayed his emotionless tone.
Galadriel starred off into nothing, turning her eyes to her husband for one moment before looking away once again. "She has brought danger here, my love. Evil is hanging over our wood. It is weighing on the heart of everyone here. Shadow is now glooming over us. The thick gloom of this new darkness is hanging heavily over us all. Will you allow it to stay until it consumes both her and all of the elves here?
"You know what I speak of is true. The longer Akira is here, the closer darkness will come. We were not certain before, but know there is no doubt in my heart that it was she who brought Akira here. She who despises us and seeks power, who sent her evil spells centuries and worlds beyond her own so that she may seek her revenge. Thawen is coming. You have seen it, have you not?"
"Yes," Galadriel answered softly. "And no. My dear husband, Lord of the Galadrhim, would you abandon one of innocence to the shadows of evil, even if she could be saved?"
"Saved?" the Lord echoed somewhat sadly. "How can she be saved from her own destiny? Are you forgetting that it was her sister who was supposed to be the warrior of light? Our savior has long been lost to us. Now the bringer of our doom may be upon us, and you wish to harbor her here."
The Lady and Lord of Lothlorien were sitting atop a platform, statues which held torches of brightly glowing fire around their chairs. Celeborn laced his fingers with those of the woman sitting next to him.
"I know you wish to save her," he said softly, turning to look into her clear eyes. "To save her from this dark fate, save her soul from the shadow which it was meant to fall into. But you can not. Even you, the powerful Lady Galadriel, can not change destiny. Akira's heart may be pure now, but it will be corrupted. It is something that we can not stop. Her powers are great, as were her sisters. She does not carry innocence and light inside of her, love. Only hatred and a powerful darkness which once released, will be our fate as well. If she stays here, Thawen will find her."
"And what if she leaves?" Galadirel said, meeting her husbands gaze. "If we send her away on her own? I will not leave her to her fate out in the cold. Should we make her leave this place, Thawen will still find her, and she will still fall, and then what would you do? Would you join the forces of the elves? Would you kill one whom you may have saved?"
Celeborn sighed softly. He tore his gaze away from the lovely face of his wife and turned to the beauty of his land. Letting Akira stay there was putting them all at risk, but letting her go on her own was as if they were handing her to evil on a silver platter. There was nothing he could do. He would not take the life of one who was still pure, but he knew in his heart that soon she would no longer be innocent.
"What then, would you do?" he questioned his wife.
Galadriel looked at him, her eyes holding worry and concern that he had never seen in her eyes before. "I do not know. It would have been better if she had never come to this world. How we did not see this earlier I do not know. Thawen slipped away out of our memories, something which we should not have allowed to happen. And with the war impending, other troubles have slipped completely from our minds.
"Had it been the other, her sister, the one who carried light and good inside of her, things would be different now. We could tell her of her destiny. Train her in the art of our ways, preparing her to destroy this shadow which hangs over us.
Akira came to me once, telling me she was having dreams. The destruction of our lands is what she dreamt, my Lord. She questioned if she was evil, if she had brought pain to our lands. I could not tell her the truth. I could not tell her that she was indeed bringer of evil and doom to us. And that in the future she may even lead to our complete destruction. How could I tell her that it was her sibling, and not her who is the one who was supposed to save us?"
"You could not," Celeborn agreed. "I have spoken with Lord Elrond of Rivendell, and he does not have an answer either. I fear we are all at a loss of what to do. Maybe if we do send her away, somewhere that Thawen may not think to look, we could be out of danger. Are we even aware if she knows that Akira has come to this world?"
The woman shook her head. "I know only what I have seen," she whispered.
"And what have you seen?"
"I've seen destruction of Middle Earth should the young ring bearer fail, and I have seen our own deaths should Akira fall into darkness. Yet, I have seen our fates should she remain pure. We will live in our Undying Lands in peace, as we have always wished to do."
The Lord's _expression changed, to what the woman could not be sure as she watched him close his eyes for a few moments. "Love can save all," Galadriel whispered, holding his hand tighter in her own. "If she her heart could be set free of all the pain and grief with one act of love, one pure feeling, I believe that she could use her power to save herself."
Akira ran. Her legs carried her back to her talan like there was a band of ravenous orcs behind her, which she had experienced first hand. She really *was* evil. She knew it. She knew Galadriel had been lying. It was all to good to be true.
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The elf sat on the mat, frowning slightly. He had come to Akira's talan, and found it empty. So of course he had done the logical thing and had been waiting around for her to come back. His ears picked up the sound of sobbing and footsteps. He looked up to see Akira standing in the doorway, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. When she saw him, something sparked in her eyes. The march warden thought that she would probably yell at him, or possibly throw something at him, but she did neither. She ran to the mat, dropped on her knees, and threw her arms around his neck.
And, as most men are, Haldir was at a complete loss when it came to dealing with sobbing women. So he merely sat there, letting Akira cry into his shoulder. He found himself lifting his hands and running them through her hair, trying to sooth her a bit.
"...Akira?" he asked softly. He placed his hand underneath her chin, lifting her face so she could meet his gaze. His blue eyes were soft as they starred into her blotchy chocolate ones.
"I lied to you," she whispered softly. "I...I d-did have a sister. She died. I'm not supposed to be here. She is. I've know it all along. I'm sorry for yelling at you the other day. You didn't do anything wrong. I knew Galadriel was lying but I didn't want it to be true..." she began, going fifty miles a second and losing the elf at every turn. Placing a finger on her lips, he stopped her from talking.
"Akira, tell me what happened," he said softly. "Start from the beginning. Tell me about your sister."
~* She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with a linen and lace
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born *~
"OK..." she began somewhat nervously. No one had ever asked about Alana before. No one had really cared enough. "Alana. She was my twin sister. We were...inseperable. She was my best friend. We were always together, always doing the same things, going the same places. The only thing that was different about us was our fingerprints and the fact that she had brown hair, got it from my mom."
~* Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel *~
"When we were about...ten years old, our mother was diagnosed with leukemia; it's like cancer in the blood. It was really hard on all of us. We were twelve when she died. And that's when our father started beating us."
~* Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late *~
"Alana, well, she always got the worst of the beating. I guess it was because she looked more like our mother. God, our dad hated her after she died. He said she was worthless, leaving him with the two of us and no way to handle it. He put Alana in the hospital I don't know how many times. But no body cared. Not enough to do anything anyway. My dad had a way of being able to play the grieving father while in reality he was just a drunken woman beater."
~* Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone,
In a world that she can't rise above,
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel *~
Haldir gritted the back of his teeth together. If her father had been there now, he would have shot him without as much as a second thought. He understood now how Akira could be in so much pain and have so much anger. He found himself almost praying that she didn't remind her of that man who much have done so much to this young woman.
~* A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl
with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot *~
"When I was fifteen, I lost her. Alana died in a car crash. I felt like dying. She was the only thing that I had left. My father was just glad there was one less mouth to feed. I felt like it should have been me in that accident. I *know* it should have been me. She could have done so much. She was always the positive one. Always putting other's before herself. She was always laughing, always had a smile on her face. She was the most beautiful person I have ever known. I mean, we were twins and everything, but I mean inside. She would have given a homeless man the shirt off her back in a second."
~* Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel *~
"I was...just wandering around Lothlorien," she said after crying into his shoulder for a few moments. "And then I saw Galadriel and Celeborn sitting on their throne thingies or whatever. I...I wanted to see if they knew anything about Rumil...and I heard them talking...
"They said a lot of things about destruction and darkness and shadow and some crazy evil lady named Thawen. To sum it up, me being here is some big awful mistake and I'm evil, and I'm going to end up getting you all killed if I stay here. And if Alana had come...you would all be saved. I knew Galadriel was lying to me. The other day, when Rumil was attacked, I talked to her. She promised me that I hadn't brought any harm here and she lied."
Sniffling a bit, she looked up again. "Haldir," she said. "Am...am I evil?"
The elf tried as best he could to give her a reassuring smile, and tucked a long piece of auburn hair behind her ear. He kissed her softly on the forehead. "No," he whispered to her. "Your heart is pure, of this I am sure. You need not worry. I am sure that Galadriel and Celeborn did not mean such things."
The march warden wasn't exactly sure if this was true, but he wanted her to stop crying. She looked so incredibly sad, and he hated it. Akira took in a deep breath. She looked up at him sadly. His eyes looked so sincere, and she wanted to believe him. "Thank you," she whispered as she brushed her lips over his own.
Haldir was startled. The last time this had happened, he'd gotten refered to as some odd Chester fellow and shoved to the ground. But this kiss was quite innocent. The march warden wrapped his hands around the young girls waist and pulled her closer into a kind of sitting position on his lap. The young girl relaxed into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. Haldir held her securely, stroking her long hair, whispering softly into her ear every now and looking at her then, tears staining her pale cheeks, eyes red from crying, that he realized she was beautiful.
They starred at each other intensly for long moments before Akira leaned forward again. The captain met her, and he kissed her softly, pulling her a bit closer to deepen it. After a few moments, Haldir began mentally berating himself for taking advantage of her and reluctantly broke the kiss. The red head smiled at him, then snuggled into the nape of his neck. He turned, beginning to lay her down on the mat so that she could get some sleep.
"Haldir..." she whispered. He looked at her. Her eyes were wide, almost pleading. He ran his hand down her cheek, and once again brushed his lips over her own. She tried to say the words, but thought it would sound too much like begging. Apparently, Haldir knew what she wanted. He didn't once let go of her as he laid down comfortably on the mat. He then pulled her closer against him. She buried her face into his chest, snuggling into the warmth.
The captain continued running his hands through her hair. He kissed the top of her head, sighing in content when he heard her breathing become a bit shallow, signaling that she was asleep. Haldir liked holding her. He liked being able to comfort her like she had for him. He looked down at her again, smiling softly at her sleeping form. When had he come to care so deeply for this woman in his arms? He didn't know when, nor was he really concerned. He only knew that he was. The only thing that bothered him, was what she told him about Galadriel. Had the Lady truly said she was evil? He shook his head. He did not want to think about it now. Later. He would deal with it all later. A few minutes later, they were both sleeping in each others arms.
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I really like how this chapter turned out. Don't you Hally my dear? Haldir...are you...crying?
Haldir- What? No! I just have something in my eye...
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Haldir- He has a nice loin cloth...
Um...inside joke people, don't worry!
Jade, the BAD twin- Well now, interesting name.
Haldir- I think it suits her perfectly.
So what should we name her clone?
Haldir- How about...Haldir...the BAD clone.
You are so creative.
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So?
Haldir- Fine!
I'm a little teapot short and stout
Here is my handle here is my spout
When I *mumbles* over here me shout
Tip me over and pour me out
What was up with the mumbling?
Haldir- Err...I don't know all of that song.
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Haldir- It's not be like that movie where Ben Stiller goes to meet that one girl's parents and then all those bad things happen...is it?
Err...no...probably not. And your supposed to dress snazzy.
Haldir- What's snazzy? *goes to change into powder blue tuxedo* Will this work?
Beat's me! Ask her! Thanks for the review. I know you've been with this story a while too...thanks! Oh and coodo's on asking your friend to be your microwave. I did that to this one dude and then told him his freckles were pretty...he actually ran away! *falls over giggling*
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Rumil smiled charmingly at the elfin woman at his side. Haldir resisted rolling his eyes at the sight. Watching his brother and Lathline was almost sickening.
"Oh Rumil," she said, laughing softly. "You truly are quite the charmer."
"Please," Haldir muttered underneath his breath. Rumil glared at his brother, and then turned his attention back to the woman sitting near him. The march warden really needed to get out of there. He could go see Akira. It's not as if he really wanted to see her or anything. No he was just bored. And he had no one better to, 'hang out' with as she had put. Yes. It was simply that. Nothing more. Maybe she would rub his shoulders again.
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The Lord and the Lady of the Golden Wood were sitting in the middle of the garden. Golden rays of sun shimmered on the ground, making lovely patterns around the array of flowers which surrounded them. The glory of Lothlorien would never be surpassed.
"She can no longer stay here," Celeborn said. His voice was calm and collected, though the pain that he wore on his face betrayed his emotionless tone.
Galadriel starred off into nothing, turning her eyes to her husband for one moment before looking away once again. "She has brought danger here, my love. Evil is hanging over our wood. It is weighing on the heart of everyone here. Shadow is now glooming over us. The thick gloom of this new darkness is hanging heavily over us all. Will you allow it to stay until it consumes both her and all of the elves here?
"You know what I speak of is true. The longer Akira is here, the closer darkness will come. We were not certain before, but know there is no doubt in my heart that it was she who brought Akira here. She who despises us and seeks power, who sent her evil spells centuries and worlds beyond her own so that she may seek her revenge. Thawen is coming. You have seen it, have you not?"
"Yes," Galadriel answered softly. "And no. My dear husband, Lord of the Galadrhim, would you abandon one of innocence to the shadows of evil, even if she could be saved?"
"Saved?" the Lord echoed somewhat sadly. "How can she be saved from her own destiny? Are you forgetting that it was her sister who was supposed to be the warrior of light? Our savior has long been lost to us. Now the bringer of our doom may be upon us, and you wish to harbor her here."
The Lady and Lord of Lothlorien were sitting atop a platform, statues which held torches of brightly glowing fire around their chairs. Celeborn laced his fingers with those of the woman sitting next to him.
"I know you wish to save her," he said softly, turning to look into her clear eyes. "To save her from this dark fate, save her soul from the shadow which it was meant to fall into. But you can not. Even you, the powerful Lady Galadriel, can not change destiny. Akira's heart may be pure now, but it will be corrupted. It is something that we can not stop. Her powers are great, as were her sisters. She does not carry innocence and light inside of her, love. Only hatred and a powerful darkness which once released, will be our fate as well. If she stays here, Thawen will find her."
"And what if she leaves?" Galadirel said, meeting her husbands gaze. "If we send her away on her own? I will not leave her to her fate out in the cold. Should we make her leave this place, Thawen will still find her, and she will still fall, and then what would you do? Would you join the forces of the elves? Would you kill one whom you may have saved?"
Celeborn sighed softly. He tore his gaze away from the lovely face of his wife and turned to the beauty of his land. Letting Akira stay there was putting them all at risk, but letting her go on her own was as if they were handing her to evil on a silver platter. There was nothing he could do. He would not take the life of one who was still pure, but he knew in his heart that soon she would no longer be innocent.
"What then, would you do?" he questioned his wife.
Galadriel looked at him, her eyes holding worry and concern that he had never seen in her eyes before. "I do not know. It would have been better if she had never come to this world. How we did not see this earlier I do not know. Thawen slipped away out of our memories, something which we should not have allowed to happen. And with the war impending, other troubles have slipped completely from our minds.
"Had it been the other, her sister, the one who carried light and good inside of her, things would be different now. We could tell her of her destiny. Train her in the art of our ways, preparing her to destroy this shadow which hangs over us.
Akira came to me once, telling me she was having dreams. The destruction of our lands is what she dreamt, my Lord. She questioned if she was evil, if she had brought pain to our lands. I could not tell her the truth. I could not tell her that she was indeed bringer of evil and doom to us. And that in the future she may even lead to our complete destruction. How could I tell her that it was her sibling, and not her who is the one who was supposed to save us?"
"You could not," Celeborn agreed. "I have spoken with Lord Elrond of Rivendell, and he does not have an answer either. I fear we are all at a loss of what to do. Maybe if we do send her away, somewhere that Thawen may not think to look, we could be out of danger. Are we even aware if she knows that Akira has come to this world?"
The woman shook her head. "I know only what I have seen," she whispered.
"And what have you seen?"
"I've seen destruction of Middle Earth should the young ring bearer fail, and I have seen our own deaths should Akira fall into darkness. Yet, I have seen our fates should she remain pure. We will live in our Undying Lands in peace, as we have always wished to do."
The Lord's _expression changed, to what the woman could not be sure as she watched him close his eyes for a few moments. "Love can save all," Galadriel whispered, holding his hand tighter in her own. "If she her heart could be set free of all the pain and grief with one act of love, one pure feeling, I believe that she could use her power to save herself."
Akira ran. Her legs carried her back to her talan like there was a band of ravenous orcs behind her, which she had experienced first hand. She really *was* evil. She knew it. She knew Galadriel had been lying. It was all to good to be true.
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The elf sat on the mat, frowning slightly. He had come to Akira's talan, and found it empty. So of course he had done the logical thing and had been waiting around for her to come back. His ears picked up the sound of sobbing and footsteps. He looked up to see Akira standing in the doorway, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. When she saw him, something sparked in her eyes. The march warden thought that she would probably yell at him, or possibly throw something at him, but she did neither. She ran to the mat, dropped on her knees, and threw her arms around his neck.
And, as most men are, Haldir was at a complete loss when it came to dealing with sobbing women. So he merely sat there, letting Akira cry into his shoulder. He found himself lifting his hands and running them through her hair, trying to sooth her a bit.
"...Akira?" he asked softly. He placed his hand underneath her chin, lifting her face so she could meet his gaze. His blue eyes were soft as they starred into her blotchy chocolate ones.
"I lied to you," she whispered softly. "I...I d-did have a sister. She died. I'm not supposed to be here. She is. I've know it all along. I'm sorry for yelling at you the other day. You didn't do anything wrong. I knew Galadriel was lying but I didn't want it to be true..." she began, going fifty miles a second and losing the elf at every turn. Placing a finger on her lips, he stopped her from talking.
"Akira, tell me what happened," he said softly. "Start from the beginning. Tell me about your sister."
~* She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with a linen and lace
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born *~
"OK..." she began somewhat nervously. No one had ever asked about Alana before. No one had really cared enough. "Alana. She was my twin sister. We were...inseperable. She was my best friend. We were always together, always doing the same things, going the same places. The only thing that was different about us was our fingerprints and the fact that she had brown hair, got it from my mom."
~* Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel *~
"When we were about...ten years old, our mother was diagnosed with leukemia; it's like cancer in the blood. It was really hard on all of us. We were twelve when she died. And that's when our father started beating us."
~* Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late *~
"Alana, well, she always got the worst of the beating. I guess it was because she looked more like our mother. God, our dad hated her after she died. He said she was worthless, leaving him with the two of us and no way to handle it. He put Alana in the hospital I don't know how many times. But no body cared. Not enough to do anything anyway. My dad had a way of being able to play the grieving father while in reality he was just a drunken woman beater."
~* Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone,
In a world that she can't rise above,
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel *~
Haldir gritted the back of his teeth together. If her father had been there now, he would have shot him without as much as a second thought. He understood now how Akira could be in so much pain and have so much anger. He found himself almost praying that she didn't remind her of that man who much have done so much to this young woman.
~* A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl
with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot *~
"When I was fifteen, I lost her. Alana died in a car crash. I felt like dying. She was the only thing that I had left. My father was just glad there was one less mouth to feed. I felt like it should have been me in that accident. I *know* it should have been me. She could have done so much. She was always the positive one. Always putting other's before herself. She was always laughing, always had a smile on her face. She was the most beautiful person I have ever known. I mean, we were twins and everything, but I mean inside. She would have given a homeless man the shirt off her back in a second."
~* Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel *~
"I was...just wandering around Lothlorien," she said after crying into his shoulder for a few moments. "And then I saw Galadriel and Celeborn sitting on their throne thingies or whatever. I...I wanted to see if they knew anything about Rumil...and I heard them talking...
"They said a lot of things about destruction and darkness and shadow and some crazy evil lady named Thawen. To sum it up, me being here is some big awful mistake and I'm evil, and I'm going to end up getting you all killed if I stay here. And if Alana had come...you would all be saved. I knew Galadriel was lying to me. The other day, when Rumil was attacked, I talked to her. She promised me that I hadn't brought any harm here and she lied."
Sniffling a bit, she looked up again. "Haldir," she said. "Am...am I evil?"
The elf tried as best he could to give her a reassuring smile, and tucked a long piece of auburn hair behind her ear. He kissed her softly on the forehead. "No," he whispered to her. "Your heart is pure, of this I am sure. You need not worry. I am sure that Galadriel and Celeborn did not mean such things."
The march warden wasn't exactly sure if this was true, but he wanted her to stop crying. She looked so incredibly sad, and he hated it. Akira took in a deep breath. She looked up at him sadly. His eyes looked so sincere, and she wanted to believe him. "Thank you," she whispered as she brushed her lips over his own.
Haldir was startled. The last time this had happened, he'd gotten refered to as some odd Chester fellow and shoved to the ground. But this kiss was quite innocent. The march warden wrapped his hands around the young girls waist and pulled her closer into a kind of sitting position on his lap. The young girl relaxed into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. Haldir held her securely, stroking her long hair, whispering softly into her ear every now and looking at her then, tears staining her pale cheeks, eyes red from crying, that he realized she was beautiful.
They starred at each other intensly for long moments before Akira leaned forward again. The captain met her, and he kissed her softly, pulling her a bit closer to deepen it. After a few moments, Haldir began mentally berating himself for taking advantage of her and reluctantly broke the kiss. The red head smiled at him, then snuggled into the nape of his neck. He turned, beginning to lay her down on the mat so that she could get some sleep.
"Haldir..." she whispered. He looked at her. Her eyes were wide, almost pleading. He ran his hand down her cheek, and once again brushed his lips over her own. She tried to say the words, but thought it would sound too much like begging. Apparently, Haldir knew what she wanted. He didn't once let go of her as he laid down comfortably on the mat. He then pulled her closer against him. She buried her face into his chest, snuggling into the warmth.
The captain continued running his hands through her hair. He kissed the top of her head, sighing in content when he heard her breathing become a bit shallow, signaling that she was asleep. Haldir liked holding her. He liked being able to comfort her like she had for him. He looked down at her again, smiling softly at her sleeping form. When had he come to care so deeply for this woman in his arms? He didn't know when, nor was he really concerned. He only knew that he was. The only thing that bothered him, was what she told him about Galadriel. Had the Lady truly said she was evil? He shook his head. He did not want to think about it now. Later. He would deal with it all later. A few minutes later, they were both sleeping in each others arms.
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I really like how this chapter turned out. Don't you Hally my dear? Haldir...are you...crying?
Haldir- What? No! I just have something in my eye...
REVIEWS!
Gothic Flame- Yes, Hally loves you. He has a big heart and has room for everyone!
fanfictiongeek36- *twitches* Sesshiroth...ohh...ohh...*twitches again* A combo of our two favorite bishies! *stamps Haldir clone* There 'ya go idiot! And I don't know how to spell dillio. Eh. Say hi to the Canadian you stole from me!
Haldir- He has a nice loin cloth...
Um...inside joke people, don't worry!
Jade, the BAD twin- Well now, interesting name.
Haldir- I think it suits her perfectly.
So what should we name her clone?
Haldir- How about...Haldir...the BAD clone.
You are so creative.
Haldir- Thank you! Wait...you were being sarcastic weren't you?
Daughter of the Roses- My squishy? All right! She shall call you squishy and you shall be hers and you shall be her squishy! *stamps Haldir clone* Thank you for the review!
Crecy- Welcome to the wonderful world of the Sweet Misery reviewers. Well now you have named him. *stamps name tag* Now, Haldir, you shall sing!
Haldir- But she's got a clone to do that!
So?
Haldir- Fine!
I'm a little teapot short and stout
Here is my handle here is my spout
When I *mumbles* over here me shout
Tip me over and pour me out
What was up with the mumbling?
Haldir- Err...I don't know all of that song.
Gothic Angel of Death- Oh thank you for the chapter compliment!
Bob Joe Haldir- *receives kiss* Nifty...
Haldir, Gothic Angel sends her love and kissies!
Haldir's Heart and Soul- Wow, I think you've been reviewing since the first chapter eh? Thank you for staying with this story, I really appreciate it! *stamps name tag*
MPBT- I feel so...cheap. *winks at Haldir's Heart and Soul* I don't mind!
I love tom felton 4ever- Eh! Queen rules! *bows down to picture of Freddy Mercury* Marron 5 rules too! Thank you for the review!
Commodores R Ppl 2- Eh Wako's Wish is the best movie ever! That show was actually on the other day. I forced Haldir to watch it with me. I think he's still traumatized...And your going to meet the parents!
Haldir- It's not be like that movie where Ben Stiller goes to meet that one girl's parents and then all those bad things happen...is it?
Err...no...probably not. And your supposed to dress snazzy.
Haldir- What's snazzy? *goes to change into powder blue tuxedo* Will this work?
Beat's me! Ask her! Thanks for the review. I know you've been with this story a while too...thanks! Oh and coodo's on asking your friend to be your microwave. I did that to this one dude and then told him his freckles were pretty...he actually ran away! *falls over giggling*