Discl. : Lotr does not belong to me
Warnings: AU, M/M, M-preg
Pairings: Aragorn/OCC, Aragorn/Legolas
Author's Note: I am glad to find that people like my story. Don't forget to review, thanks!

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By Clio Leanan Sidhe

Chapter one

The garden was filled with silence except for two whispering voices. Neither could be heard even by elven ears. They were shielded from eyes as they held each other, which they knew would probably be the last time. "He is coming today, is he not?" Firiël asked softly, looking away from his lover.

Aragorn nodded. "Yes, he is..."

Firiël bit his lip, looking back up at Aragorn. He brushed a strand of dark hair out of Aragorn's face, looking into his lover's eyes. "I feel as if my heart is breaking, I am feeling a pain I cannot seem to heal."

Aragorn took Firiël's hands in his own and kissed the palms. "Do not worry Firiël, you will be at my side wherever I go, you will be introduced as my lover if someone asks."

The blonde shook his head. "No Aragorn, you will insult them, your future companion."

"I do not care for him, I do not care for what they might think of me, all I care for is my love for you." Aragorn replied to him, pulling Firiël's head close to his own, their lips meeting in a soft kiss.

Firiël closed his eyes, feeling Aragorn's warm lips brush against his own. When the taller man pulled away he opened his eyes and looked up at Aragorn with a smile. "I love you Aragorn."

"And I love you Firiël."

O O O

Lord Elrond watched in silence as the travellers of Mirkwood seemed to come closer on their perfect white horses. When Aragorn arrived, followed by a silent blonde elf Lord Elrond frowned and crossed his arms, angry to see Firiël with his foster son. "Aragorn..." He muttered and glared at him for bringing his lover.

"If I am to meet my future companion my lover will be at my side." Aragorn answered easily, watching his father.

Before Lord Elrond could say another word he was spoken to by one of the riders from Mirkwood. "Lord Elrond." Elrond knew the familiar voice, and he smiled, happy to find that Glorfindel had returned to their house. "I bring with me Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil and Prince of Mirkwood."

Legolas got of his horse and smiled, bowing in front of Elrond. "Lord Elrond." He whispered softly, strands of blonde hair falling from his shoulders. When he looked up again he smiled to see his betrothed standing next to Elrond. All though Aragorn had not known of this until this year, Legolas had been waiting for this moment since Aragorn was born. "I am so happy to finally meet you Aragorn." He said, watching for any reaction from the man in front of him.

Aragorn watched Legolas in silence and gave him a rude nod before placing his hand on Firiël's lower back and stepping closer to his blonde lover. Firiël turned crimson but did nothing.

Legolas watched the two with a confused frown before he heard Lord Elrond speak to him. "Would you like to see Rivendell, prince Legolas?"

The blonde prince smiled brightly and nodded. "Yes Lord Elrond, I would love too."

Elrond placed a hand on his foster son's shoulder and squeezed it lightly. "Aragorn will be happy to show you, I am sure of it." Elrond said and then looked at Aragorn who glared back at him. "Firiël, will you come with me."

Firiël nodded and followed Elrond inside.

Legolas looked at Glorfindel, who had become a friend to him through their journey together. "Can I leave Aethil, Gaellyn and Nayevar with you my friend?"

The other blonde nodded. "Of course Legolas, I will show them to your chambers."

"Thank you Glofindel." He returned and received a embrace from the other before he walked away, followed by Legolas' servants. For a moment he looked at Aragorn with a smile, but it faded quickly when he saw Aragorn's uninterested glance.

"Come." Aragorn muttered and started to walk, expecting Legolas to follow.

And Legolas did, them moment he started walking he could see two servants walk towards their horses and take them towards the stables. He watched Aragorn's back, wondering if his future companion would say something to him now that they were alone. But Aragorn did not talk to him until they were standing in the beautiful gardens of Rivendell. Legolas' eyes lit up.

"These are the gardens." Aragorn muttered and turned to look at Legolas.

Legolas smiled. "I have often heard my father speak of Rivendell but I would never guessed it was this beautiful." Then he looked at Aragorn and sighed, looking away. "I guess Firiël is-"

"He is my lover," Aragorn started. "And I love him very much, I won't give him up for someone I am suppose to marry." When he saw how much these simple spoken words had hurt the blonde elf in front of him he wished he could take them back.

"I see..." Legolas whispered and started to walk through the gardens slowly, needing to think of what Aragorn just said to him. It hurt him to find that Aragorn did not wish for this bonding to take place, for he had wanted nothing more than that since the day Aragorn was born. He turned to face Aragorn. "I would like to go to my chambers, I am tired."

Aragorn nodded and started walking, once again expecting Legolas to follow which he did and once again both of them were silent. Legolas opened his mouth to speak, nervous in Aragorn's presence. "I am sorry for this Aragorn..." He whispered and he wasn't even sure if the man had heard him. "I thought you would be happy seeing me."

Aragorn stopped walking and spun around, glaring at the blonde elf in front of him. "What, can you honestly say you wanted this?"

Legolas looked away, his lips slightly parted, his eyes had a vacant expression. "From the moment you were born I loved you," He started, not looking at Aragorn. "The mere thought of spending the rest of my life at your side as your companion warmed my entire heart and that single thought made me happy." Legolas looked back at the man again. "But here I find you, perfectly happy without me and now that I am here you are saddened and even angry."

"It is not because of you but because of the choices that were made for me." Aragorn decided, knowing he could not blame the blonde prince in front of him for the things that were happening.

Legolas nodded. "I think I will be able to find my chambers on my own," He said when he noticed the blonde elf who was standing behind Aragorn. "Thank you for the tour Aragorn." Before Aragorn could answer the elf was all ready out of sight.

"So, what do you think of your future companion?"

Aragorn turned and smiled when he saw Firiël. "He means nothing to me." Aragorn decided and pulled Firiël in his arms. "Why did Elrond need to speak with you?"

Firiël looked away from his lover so he could hide the expression in his eyes. "Nothing important." He lied to his lover before taking his hand and smiled up at him. "Let's walk through the gardens."