Chapter 2: The Confession

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Hey guys I hope you like the first chapter, because this one is just as good but with a little more detail and its longer. boy it is longer. I just got to a point where I could write anymore and I'm going to do the rest on my comp. Probably won't finish it till 4 am. I did start writing it at um 11pm. and now to type it. well enjoy. R&R I do hope this is long. My arm isn't numb anymore so I'll start writing some more .I really need to stop doing this at night. Oh and uh I was thinking about writing another B/L fiction if this one succeeds. Hopefully it will.

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Story: The Understanding: The Story of Boromir and Legolas

Author: Tiger Eye 2

Rating: Rated R

Disclaimer: Don't sue or anything. Cause you aren't going to get anything. I'm Broke.

WARNING: This story holds homosexual content. If you don't like then don't read.

Summary: The Lord Of The Rings re-written, only in Boromir and Legolas POV. Plus with a little twist to it. Now it wouldn't be a love story if Boromir dies now would it? Boromir/Legolas , Boromir/Glorfindel .

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Chapter 2

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It has been months since we set off. I grow even more weary as each day passes by. My companions do not help much either. They act as if I am not aware of the looks they give me. Am I truly so ignorant in their eyes? I guess nothing else is expected of me besides my sword and shield. And if that is the situation then why is this so called Aragorn treated differently? Or is it because of his noble title? I shouldn't ask questions that cannot be answered without asking.

Its not good to dwell on it Gandalf halted in his tracks, which was followed by a roar of joy from Gimli.

" The Mines of Moria. My own kin will surely welcome us." I snorted under my breath, which caused the hobbits to should concerned emotions in my directions..

Ah the hobbits, yes I have taken a liking into Merry and Pippin, but they do give me these weird looks with emotions I cannot identify. Oh how they remind me of Faramir. I use to look after him like a hawk, just like I do to them. Now Frodo and Sam are a whole different story. They both seem to tense up every time I am around them. I wonder why. Do they truly believe that I would betray the company and take the ring?

It would be a disgrace to disgrace to my country, let alone my family. I would not shame them so. Never. Not a very loving family I belong to, but none the less. Faramir is the only one who keeps me going. Oh course there is father. The Steward, Denethor. All my life, I have always had to be up to what he expected. There was no love, I wasn't a son to him. But a heir that will take his place in the throne. A Protégé. Not exactly a father figure.

Well,

enough of my mussing. Even though I have enough time since the old fool can't remember the password to open this....gate. Wait should Gimli know it? If truly this is the Mines of Moria, they why haven't Gimli's cousins welcome us yet? Or are they the kind of kin folk who let few in? Maybe something has happened.

Well when they do find a way in, I might as well tell you about my visit to Rivendale. I remember this.

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the trails were muddy and damp from the rain the previous night, but it was a swift and easy ride. For about 2 hours I followed trail that led through forestay areas. Twice I heard rustles around me. My guess is the elves. I don't know what they call this country , Faramir was the one who paid more attention to land studies and myths. But before I set of for my trip, my fathers guards warned me of what and who lived in these areas. At first I didn't heed their warning, Elves have never not been seen by any of my kin for years. So why now?

I fear they might be right.

Ah my destination. They trees faded away as I rode on, and I was greeted by a finely detailed and built sort of castle. I do not know what to call the houses of elves. Looking around me cautiously I notices the forest I have traveled through vanished.

How is this possible?

Suddenly my hoarse jolted. Quickly I gripped her reigns and pulled hard on them to calm her down. I didn't notice the man standing to my left till he spoke up.

" Greeting Lord Boromir, Welcome to Rivendale." I inched of my seat slightly. Quickly regaining my composure, I sent a glare at the mysterious man. He gave me an amused grin in return. " I am sorry to startle you. But it is proper for us to greet our guest." Us? This man is no elf/ Well at least not the ones described to me. He must have been able to read along the same lines.

" No Lord Boromir. I am no elf. But I was adopted by them. I grew up with them my whole life." He reminded me of a ranger. So I immediately started to call him that. Since he didn't introduces himself. How rude now that I think of it.

" Why do you tell me this ranger?" I got dismounted my hoarse and stood level to him. We were about the same height, though I a little taller. His grin was starting to irk me.

" My name is Estel. And I'm just being friendly." He strode up to my hoarse and took her reigns and he turned towards me. " Glorfindel will show you to your room. Good day." With his unused hand, he pointed behind me.

" Who's Glor-." But before I could finish the sentence , he disappeared with my hoarse. Are my eyes fooling me just as my ears were during the long ride? Or was that some kind of Elvin trick he learned?

I stood there alone. It suddenly dawned to me. Estel did say something before he vanished. I twisted myself around and flinched. I was about an inch away from a man with pointy ear- An Elf! I could not believe my eyes. He, I'm guessing again, he looked exactly like they were described to me. Simply majestic.

" Lord Boromir. It's a pleasure to meet you." I blinked to myself. It sounded more like a purr than a statement. My eyes shifted from his icy blue eyes to his pink thin lips. They curved into an amused smirk. " Do you see something you like?" His arms somehow found themselves around my waist. Bringing me back to the present, I again landed myself in another sticky situation.

" What do you think your doing?" I raged. My temper showing itself for the first time since I left. The grin didn't fade.

" I was only responding to the hints I was receiving." I shoved myself away from him. Who does this elf think he is?

" Well you must have gotten the wrong message. Look all I want is to be taken to my room. I don't need any haughty elf bothering me right now." I had no patience for this. Rest. That's all I wanted. Glorfindel continued to smirk at me. This really was starting to annoying me.

Taking my hand he led me through marble trails and pathways in a nearby forest. Did I not explain myself to him? I know you shouldn't judge a being before you get to know him or her. But I immediately disliked this elf.

Sure he was beautiful....his long golden mane of hair, fare and long face. Ah the height. He stood a few inches than me. A scholar told me once that most elves stood at 6'3 ft. He looked some where around the area. While I was brainstorming, the tall elf led me through a small open gate on the other side. I could see stairs that led to a concealed room by the trees.

" This is where you will be staying. I will come back to retrieve you for supper." As he passed by me, he paused a bit and removed the hair straying on my cheek. " Good Day." With a wink he disappeared behind the gate. My temper flared up one more. I thought I hade made myself clear? Seems this elf is insistent. Putting him in the back of my head, I started to climb the stares.

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I was suddenly pulled back into the present. The ground shook as each side of the doors of Moria inched open/ Inside I could outline a shadowy staircase. As we inched into the mines the shadows of the mines, I heard a cry. Practically leaping around, I watched as Frodo was seized by a tentacle monster and pulled towards the murky water, with Sam trailing behind him.

Spring forth my energy, I un-shielded my sword and swung at the tentacle. Sam managed to unclasp the tentacle holding Frodo's leg.

Suddenly twenty other tentacles surged out of the lake and came rippling towards us. From behind me Gandalf warned us all to et into the gate way. I scrambled in frantically, making sure everyone had gotten through.

The tentacles came forward with tremendous strength and attached themselves to the doors on each side. I was just about to remind Gandalf to close the gate. But the sound of shattering stone from behind me silenced me. The tentacles were lost under the rubble.

The noise of the shattering stone echoed through the hall. I did hear Sam whine about his hoarse, but I choose to ignore it. There was a brief conversation between Frodo and Gandalf.

It seems that one of the passages we were suppose to use is blocked, Were is Gimli's kin? Should they have head the crash?

I muttered to myself. " In these deep places of the world! Hah, We go against my wish I guess. Who shall leas us now in this dark place." Therefore Gandalf must have heard me, because he responded.

" I shall." He said." And Gimli shall follow me. Follow me staff." He walked towards the great staircase. From what I could see, he held his staff up, and from its tip a small light appeared.

Though it was not bright, I could make out the hundreds of steps that led up the mine. After a brief rest, we started on our way. Eager as ever to get on with our journey, we formed a like again. With Gandalf up in front, followed by Gimli. I could detect a slight glint in his eyes. After Gimli was Frodo, then Sam, Merry and Pippin, I followed after the 2 hobbits, and finally Aragorn.

As we began to descend the stairs, we twisted a few sharp turns. As came level with the with the floor , the air was hot and stuffy. My eyes became sharper as we continued to descend the stairs , several times I had heard the read of bear feet from behind me.

I turned towards Aragorn and gave him a questioning look. He nodded and continued to tread up the stairs. I hurried up and got back in my place of the line. So he heard it too. We halted at a wide dark arch opening that led into three different passages.

" I have no memory of this place!!" I heard Gandalf exclaim. My temper flared up. He was our leader, what use is he if he does not know which way to go. Are we suppose to guess?

The line moved again, this time we were heading towards a stone door that stood to the left of the arch. The stone door sung open easily. Gandalf crept inside cautiously.

"There." I heard him yell. With his staff he pointed towards the middle of the room. There was a hole in the middle of the floor. So we decided to rest here.

Unrolling my bedroll I sighed and sank into it. Again I though of Glorfindel. I didn't notice the strange looks Legolas shot in my direction.

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I sat on the old lethas tree. Right in front of it was a little stream. Sometimes I would come here to get some fresh water. Mostly to ignore Aragorn. His true titles was revealed to me. Aragorn, Son Of Arathorn. Heir of Isildur.I have heard the story of him all my life. Aragorn is to take the throne away from my father.

Part of me find this pleasant and the other side of my is enraged. How dare this man just waltz into my life and steal everything I have live for...trained for, from me. How dare this ....this Ranger do this. Where was he when my country was in need. Where was he when my father died. Were was he when My father...my father.... ...

I should not dwell on this. I will only work myself up. Pulling my knees under my chin, I wrapped my arms around myself. This is something I learned from Faramir, its a sort of technique that calms the soul. I definitely need to calm down.

I heard a slight rustle from the tree. I needint worry. I knew Who it was.

" What brings you here, Love?" It was Glorfindel. I turned myself, so I was facing him.

" Just thinking." I muttered to myself. I still have not gotten use to the idea of us being a couple. It is not un-common in Gondor, but I am not familiar with it. I had heard stories of the stable boys.

I guess your wondering what happened. Well yes I submitted to him. Plain and simple. Placing a kiss on my cheek, he pulled me onto his lap. This made me blush furiously. Again I say this does not happen to me often.

" Thinking about Aragorn again?" How well he has gotten to know me these few weeks. " Love it will all turn out well. Do not fret. It make you look old." He held me tight .Oh how I love him man. I sound like a foolish child who thinks he's in love. I have been taught better than this, but I do tend to lose my self in the moment. Over the weeks I did find out that elves are very romantic. If our relationship does work out, how will I tell father. This will surely disappoint him. But then he would actually start noticing Faramir. Yes but what the use. Aragorns just going to steal it away.

" Stop thinking about him love." He rubbed my back affectionately. And I did.

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Suddenly I heard something clanking against the wall of the of the hole in the floor. Pippin accidentally knocked over a rock from it place. Gandalf scolded him severely. I wanted to tell him to not to be hard with him. But I could tell the wizards patience was on a thin line.

Suddenly his stopped in the middle of his sentence . I heard a faint noise coming from the halls.- tap tom ,tap tom- The sound died away all of a sudden. All of us were alert. For a few minute we waited for any sign of movement. It might have been the dwarves that inhabit the mines. But it is unlikely. The hall is completely deserted. I see the cobwebs and the silence. It too quite and this place obviously hasn't been cleaned in a while. Even I can sense the little hope in Gimli. A few moments later we settled down.

I strayed a little from the group and sat on a small boulder, from behind me I could hears steps following.

" Why do you stray from the group Boromir. It is not safe. What if you are ambushed?" Aragorn. I clutched the hilt of my sword.

" If I were to be ambushed Aragorn I am sure you and the rest of the group would have heard them and warned me before that could happen. Or maybe not" I growled the last part. I didn't not invite him to sit, but that didn't stop him none the less.

" Look Boromir. I wish not to anger you .I only worry." His eyes showed with...hope? Hope of what?

" Well its to late for that now isn't it? I do not wish to be bother. Go back to your elf." Though I did not put more ice as I said it. Though his Elvin friend had angered me .I did come to an understanding with him.

He sighed and moved closer to me. I did not like this. What does this man want from me? Can he not see I want nothing to do with him. Why doesn't he just go back to his elf maiden?

Why is he so insistent?

" Boromir, do not resent me. I don't want your resent. I have something to say to you and I will say even if your willing to listen or not." His tone surprised me . I never knew he actually had a man side of him. I thought he was all elf. " I do not wish to judge you Boromir. I know I might have been harsh At first, and for that I come to apologize and wish your forgiveness. Maybe we can be more that enemies?" There was that hope it again. Is shocked me. Is he hinting at what I think he is?

" Estel exactly what do you want?" I asked cautiously. Little did I notice Legolas watching us closely.

" We may have gotten on the wrong foot, but I am willing to show you what I really want." he inched closer and closer till are noses barely touched. Why eyes widened. This is not happening to me, again. Before he could make his next move, Legolas appeared out from behind him and practically shoved him off me. The look of anger clearly in his face.

He said something in his language to him which cause Aragorn to flinch back and walk off quickly.

Turning to me he gave me the same look the Estel had. I was not as bewildered this time. Legolas was beautiful.... but I have someone else.

" I am sorry for his behavior please forgive him." I gulped to myself. How Legolas reminded me of Glorfindel. I had seem this elf before. When I was younger, only then he was an elf but an angel. He had appeared on the horizon the day of my 14th birthday. He was looking towards the out of Morodor. I thought he would drive all the bad things from the land.

Years later, he was always in my dreams. some intimate....some not. I had found them quite disturbing , but they stopped on my 18th birthday. I guess I had finally grown up.

I nodded at him and watched him walked back towards the group. My dreams had started when I first met him.

What is happening to me. I cannot fall in love with this elf. Wait I'm rushing things . this is not love. Its just a simple infatuation.

I was called back into the group. It seems we were moving again. I packed my bedroll and feel into line. I did not look towards Aragorns way and neither did he to me. For 8 hours we tread through the dark mines. I heard Gandalf say we had reaches the upper lifts of the mines. I guess we are going in the right direction. Ahh the truth is reveled. Gimli has his doubts now .He does not believe his kindred was ever here. So we are on our own.

We hiked on towards the northern arch, some how we found ourselves in a wide corridor. There was a glimmer. Heading towards it, we found a high flat-topped stone doorway. Beyond lay a large chamber ( I bet you know what coming) As we entered the chamber our feet uplifted the dust. In the middle of the room lay a tomb. My heart started to beat. I looked cautiously towards Gimli. I knew what this was. Gandalf was quickly at the tomb.

" There are Daeron's Runes, these were similar to others used in Moria." He said " Here is whats written. Its in the tongue of Men and Dwarves:

BALIN SON OF FUNDIN

LORD OF MORIA

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To be continued

Well there it is. Sorry I could write anymore cause I have to go to bed. But I must say this is the longest chapter I have ever writtten. So far its going very well.

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