A/N: Due to...many requests...I have released Orli from his chair. He is now sitting right beside me, watching me type, and eating lucky charms.

Orli: I love lucky charms! The little marshmallows are great!

Me: ...and he ONLY eats the marshmallows...

Orli: Can I have some more pleez? *holds up bowl with no marshmallows*

Me: No. People have to review first.

Orli: ...darn...

*chapter 6 has the disclaimer*

This chappy has a lot of internal conflict on both of their parts...lol "..." is speech, and '...' is thoughts/speaking to themselves.

Chapter Thirteen:

As Fanya and Legolas came to a place they could rest two days after the spider incident, Fanya dismounted, and lit a fire.

Legolas pulled out some Lembas bread from his pack and offered some to her, and she accepted it.

Strange feelings and thoughts had been stirring up inside her, yet she didn't know what it was. Every time she saw Legolas, her heartbeat raced, and her breathing became shallow. Everything about him seemed to be so perfect, and his movements seemed to be so coordinated and graceful.

No. She couldn't feel this way! It was all so new to her, and it frightened her. Frightened her almost as much as the spider incident; just in another way.

Two hours later, as the fire was just starting to burn out, Legolas broke the eerie silence that had been hovering over them for the past two days. "Fanya, come over here. Sit with me, you would be warmer."

Which was true. Because the fire was dying out, she started to shiver. She tried to hide it from Legolas, but he, being the perfect elf he was, always saw. Fanya shook her head, and clutched her cloak around her tightly. Legolas just sighed, stood up, and walked over to her across the fire. She closed her eyes, almost trying to mentally force him away, yet it didn't seem to work. Legolas sat down right beside her and slid his arm around her.

'Ooh...that feels good. To have him so close to me...'

'No. Stand up, and move away.'

'I don't really feel like it, it is just so relaxing.'

'You can't allow this! You're falling for him!'

'I'm not...I'm just letting him become closer to me. I haven't fallen for him...'

'Yes you have! Just being around him makes you feel rapture of the greatest kind!'

'Ok...yes...that may be true...'

'You've fallen for him you lousy half elf! I thought you swore that you would hate him for eternity!'

Fanya's conscience battled, and she finally pushed the battle down far into a dusty corner of her mind.

She sighed. Nowhere else would she feel so content.

But what did Legolas think? Did he feel the same way? Did he really want her to be this close to him? Did he just see her as a friend? What would kissing him feel like?

She looked up into his eyes, to be met with an equally unbroken stare.

Suddenly, something broke the surface of her memory.

'His eyes were still locked onto her own as he asked the silent question. "Do you love me?" The words crossed her mind.

She only closed her eyes because she didn't think she knew the answer, yet her heart said 'yes!' her mind shouted back 'no!'.

Pushing down her will into a dark corner of her mind, she slowly nodded. Legolas moved towards her and kissed her...'

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Legolas stared deeply into her sapphire blue eyes. They were flooded with emotions, thoughts, and he even detected a bit of...

Love.

How could that be? She hated him. He watched as her eyes flickered, as though she was remembering something. She broke eye contact with him, and stared at her hands, which were in her lap. Her memory seemed to have disturbed her in some way; whether it be good or bad...he wondered what she had remembered.

Suddenly, a movement brought him back to reality. Fanya had stood up, and walked away from him.

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"Fanya?" Legolas said, confusion etching his perfect face.

She had stood up, and walked over a few paces to a nearby tree. Still not facing him, she said, "Legolas, no..."

"No, what?" he almost yelled, "I do not understand!"

'Now is the time. Now is the right time to tell him. Do it NOW, Fanya!'

'I can't!' she shouted back at her conscience.

'Don't be silly!'

'But...'

'Just do it!'

'Alright...'

"Legolas," she started shakily,

"Fanya, what is the matter? What do you mean 'no'? I wish to know!" he told her, care etched in every part of his face.

She took a deep breath, and started. "Legolas, you make me feel... different..."

He walked over to her, to where she was facing the tree, and gently turned her around. Her features flickered in the dying firelight, and the moonlight gave her a sort of eerie, yet beautiful glow.

"...You make me feel so..."

"So, what...?" Legolas gently put in, as he took his hand in hers.

Fanya closed her eyes, and tried to figure out a word that could describe her feelings, but found none. Instead, she took a wild chance, and leaned in, and planted a feather light kiss on his cheek.

Not so involved, just a general display of affections...for now.

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Legolas felt her lips press onto his cheek. Just that simple motion made him want to jump for joy.

He took a minute to weigh his chances. Fanya just openly stated that that she saw him as more than a friend. He could kiss her, or he could wait for a while.

He would wait. He didn't want to rush things...or did he?

He kissed her forehead, and whispered, "You should rest. We are almost to Gondor,"

"We?"

"I will stay with you until we reach the outermost gate. Then I must depart to Rivendell."

"Uma, Legolas."

"Quel Kaima, Fanya," He whispered as she lay down beside the fire. In an instant, she fell asleep. And in a whisper, he said, "You are a beauty that surpasses all, until we part, no harm will come to you... Amin mela lle, Fanya Helyan, ten'oio."

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As Fanya closed her eyes, and her breathing started to even, she heard, in the faintest whisper that she could detect, a voice saying gently "You are a beauty that surpasses all, until we part, no harm will come to you...Amin mela lle, Fanya Helyan, ten'oio."

Now that was sweet.

She smiled to herself as she drifted into a light sleep.

A/N: Ok...I've spent the whole day working on this, because I'm sick... *sniff*. Even though it's not as long as the other chapter, I felt that this was an interesting chapter in itself...Finally Fanya realizes that she's in love! *squeals*...I don't want to rush it for her, so this is a good foundation for it, is it not?

Orli: *eats more lucky charms*

Me: And legolas got 4 bowls of lucky charms, for the 4 lovely people who reviewed! ^^

Translations: (I actually had elvish in this chapter!! Wow!) Amin mela lle: I love you (awwwwwwww!) Ten'oio: forever (double awwwwww!) Quel kaima: Sleep well Uma: yes (in case you all don't know)

...and the review responses: A.K.Y.C.: Ya. I think I'm going to torture you for a while. Major romance comes in later in the story...trust me.

Digital-tiffany: I'm sorry about your friend, really. I hope that you will get over it quickly, and I offer the best of luck to her family, because I know how hard it is to get over something like that. And it's not your fault. Although you may think it is, there is little you can do to change a person's mind in a situation like drunk driving. Thanks for the review! I hope you still like this story!

P3gurl: *hands bowl of lucky charms to Orli*

Inweofnargothrond: thanks! I always try to throw in creativity, so it's not totally an obvious plot... and somehow I guess it makes enough sense to me; so I apologize that it was confusing to you. ^^.

A/N: ...honestly, I'm like, just waiting for the day that brings a flame! Its very creepy having so many people like what your writing!......not saying that I want a flame, just saying that when the day comes, it'll be very...I dunno. Weird...lol.

Orli: *holds up bowl with no marshmallows* More! More!

Me: No. Not now. Wait for the reviews to come.

Orli: *sulk*

-The Hobbit Ivy 9:12PM, 9/28/03