Not going to lie, we're just pretty much going to dive into some Legolas Nalin fluff because it's about darn time. I hope you all enjoy.

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I stood solemnly at the entrance to the town, looking behind her into the ghostly emptiness that now filled it. Everyone had filed out, men, women, and children and followed Théoden and his men out of their homes to make the journey to Helm's Deep, the Rohan fortress. Now, the streets that had been filled with people (albeit very solemn people) yesterday were now empty, the masters of the houses choosing their lives over their homes. I shook my head, and mounted Lembas before kicking him off and running past the townsfolk. It took longer than I expected to reach my friends, who had positioned themselves at the middle of the large group along with Théoden and Eowyn.

"Has everyone vacated?" Aragorn asked as I slowed to a walk next to him. I nodded, my eyes flashing across the people all around me, a burning in my throat growing.

"Did I do this Aragorn?" He looked at me with confusion. "When I sided with Théoden over you and Gandalf, what if I picked the wrong side to vouch for?"

Aragorn's eyes were grim as he looked back ahead, focusing on the mass in front of us. "What done is done, the choices have been made and we will deal with the consequences, whatever they may be." He must have seen the distraught in my face because he continued. "I do believe the King Théoden would have gone with his decision even if you had declared it the wrong one as well. He is doing what he believes is right for his people, and Helm's Deep has saved them in the past. Remember I told Gandalf the same thing as he left as well."

It was true, as we had seen Gandalf off in the early morning he had professed these same feelings. I wondered briefly where Gandalf was now, as well as wondering if he will be able to return to us with Eomer and his men in time. I smiled at the thought of seeing Eomer again, I had not known him long enough to really count him as a friend, but I felt that if given more time he and I would actually get along pretty well. Plus I wanted to thank him again for saving my life.

"There's the lass's smile." Gimli was on my right side suddenly, and I jumped at his sudden appearance as well as Legolas being right next to Aragorn.

"Weren't you two back there just a minute ago?" I asked the dwarf in a huff, my heart settling back down.

"Indeed but you ran by at such a pace and then seemed so deep in conversation that we needed to know what was being said, so we sped up." Gimli flashed a toothy grin at me and I giggled slightly.

"It was worth it the moment I saw Gimli almost topple off his horse because he couldn't slow it down. Although in all honesty I was more worried about the supplies rather than our master dwarf here." Legolas dryly spoke, and his delivery as well as the image of it caused my giggles to grow into full grown laughter. His smile grew at mine, and we just looked at each other for a second longer than was probably necessary. When we broke the connection I saw Aragorn and Gimli sharing that look again, and when they noticed me looking at them they just exaggerated the look. Legolas, who I wasn't sure if he was oblivious to the moment or just really good at hiding it, spoke something softly in elvish before running his horse up ahead, my guess was to scout ahead.

"Things seem to be progressing nicely between you two, it seems like just last week you two just bickered continuously." Aragorn smirked at me, and I merely rolled my eyes.

"Simple lover's quarrels it seems Aragorn." Gimli added and my rolling eyes twitched hard. How hilarious my life must seem to these two, the female warrior who had been torn between two men she cared about deeply, only to find out later that her other companions were rooting for her to end up with the prince in the end.

Somewhere there was a naïve young girl squealing at the possibility that this could happen. As for myself I merely cringed at the awkwardness surrounding me.

My eyes trailed out to the small form of Legolas, who was indeed scouting ahead like I had predicted. If I was honest with myself I couldn't deny the feelings that had been growing since, well I wasn't sure. I bit my lip as I remembered the kiss in Lothlorien, the feel of him so close to me, the hurt that I had seen flash across his face when I had called him a complication. My mind drifted to what would have happened had Boromir not been part of the fellowship, would I had seen Legolas kissing me as a complication to the quest, or would I have kissed him back, over and over again until neither of us could breathe anymore?

"Lost in thought lass?" Gimli's words shook me out of my daydream, and I glared at him, but he merely chuckled. I realized that my bottom lip was swollen, and I blushed at the question of how hard had I been biting it in the past few minutes crossed my mind.

"You two don't fight fair, you know that right?" They both laughed at my blush and I hid my face in my hands.

"Nalin, we wouldn't tease you so much if you didn't react so easily. Also, it is obvious what crosses your mind just by looking at your face." Smirked Aragorn. My mind flashed back to the last time that fact was pointed out to me, by Legolas himself. I remembered how close he got to me that day, just to annoy me I had thought, but had I been wrong? Had that been one of Legolas's first attempts to win my attentions?

"It's not fair…" I mumbled to myself, my words catching Aragorn's attention.

"What's not fair?" His eyes met mine and I gave him a smile.

"I'm such a mess Aragorn, I'm the complication." I briefly thought about how Legolas had referred to how he thought I thought of him when he was talking to Boromir. 'A confusing, forward, complication' had been his belief, one I had failed to actually correct. "I'm a complication that needs looked after."

"We are all messes Nalin." Gimli reached over and punched my arm gently. I laughed at his way of dealing with things.

"Gimli is right, look at our group. We have myself, the ranger from the north with a past he would rather not remember, an elf and a dwarf who are forming a closer friendship every day, a wizard who came back to life…"

"And a girl who was a forced onto this quest because she was not trusted by anyone at first, except for the man who was the first to fall to the Ring, what a ragtag bunch of heroes we are." I smirked at how we were chosen to be the ones to save Middle Earth. Maybe an army would have been a better idea.

"It will all work out in the end Nalin," Aragorn's smile grew. "But maybe the best first step is to figure out what you and Legolas are going to do." I resisted the eye roll again, always forgetting that Aragorn was secretly deep down a young girl. Still, he was possibly right.

"You might have a point." Glancing around I figured Legolas had gone over the ridge and was now out of line of sight. "Excuse me." I didn't have to see the two behind me to know they were sharing that look again. I nudged Lembas again and took off by the group. When I reached the top of the ridge I saw Legolas on the other side, perched on a rock, looking into the distance. I dismounted, Lembas whinnied but stood still. Watching my footing on the hill I jogged down until I was standing at the base of the rock he was perched on.

"Do you see anything?" He looked down at me, not a trace of surprise at my sudden appearance. My jog down here had been less than silent.

"All is clear right now, nothing but the normal wildlife." He jumped down next to me, the large drop nothing for his elven balance.

"It's sad, but with everything that has been going on I am surprised that this journey seems to be going with such an uneventful pace." Legolas's eyes met mine and we shared a smile. I took a breath, broke my gaze away, and boosted myself up for what I needed to say.

"Legolas," his brow furrowed, he had realized I wasn't here for small talk. "I needed to tell you something."

"Yes Nalin?"

"It's just…" I bit my lip, and winced, forgetting that it was still slightly swollen and sensitive. "I heard your conversation with Boromir, at least part of it, that night before he died, when you both came looking for me." Whatever he was expecting to hear this certainly wasn't it, and he opened his mouth to start defending his actions but I held my hand up to his face, silencing him.

"Legolas, I needed to know that you were wrong." He opened his mouth again, so I placed my hand on his face this time, my palm feeling him shut it again. "You are not a complication. You are sometimes forward, and most of the time confuse me enough to make me want to pull my hair out, but you are not a complication to me, and I am sorry I said that in Lothlorien." His eyes were trying to convey some response to me, and I knew that I would have to move my hand, but the feel of me touching his had sent a pleasant tingle through my arm and down my spine , and I found myself not wanting to stop the connection. I compromised, after the frustration growing in his eyes became evident, and moved my hand to his cheek. His eyes glanced down to where it rested but he didn't say anything.

"Nalin, you have nothing to apologize for, it was inappropriate for me to kiss you when I knew your heart had been captured by another." I briefly had a desire to tell him that my heart had not been completely captured, that it was evident by the fact I had begun to kiss him back. Deep down I felt that possibly I had always harbored some feeling for Legolas, that maybe Gimli was right. Maybe when we fought I secretly enjoyed it and wanted to do it more.

I wanted to tell him all this, but I stayed silent as his next words continued.

"I can promise you I will never cause you that much distress again, you do not need to worry about anymore actions with such forwardness."

"I don't want that Legolas!" I spoke quickly to him, the thought alone causing me to panic. I was just now coming to terms with possible feelings for the elf prince, I couldn't let him build a wall so suddenly, just because he felt guilty for a memory that I had stirred up. Couldn't he see everything that had passed between us wouldn't have happened had his feelings for me not been slightly reciprocated?

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me, unable to think of anything else to do at this moment, my head resting on his shoulder. I felt the tenseness in his muscles, the surprise momentarily freezing him, but then I felt his arms wrap around me, his thumbs began rubbing little circles against my shoulder blades.

I don't know what possessed me to bring everything out in the open, but I was desperate to have him stay by me, to give me just a little more time to figure everything out. So I leaned my head up so my mouth was right next to his ear.

"I wanted to kiss you back Legolas," He stiffened again, but I wouldn't let him pull back, not this time. This time, I was going to keep the man near me, I was going to do this right. I buried my head in his neck, taking in the smell of him as I continued to mutter on. "You have some sort of effect on me, where I am torn between smacking you and kissing you every time you speak. I just need you to give me a little time, just a little more, to figure everything out. I promise I will let you know when I'm ready. Can you give me that-" I cut off, as my hand closest to his ear had begun rubbing the pointed top to it. I wasn't sure why I had done it, something to do with my subconscious and the fact that I had wanted to feel it for quite a while. What cut me off though was the reaction that I was getting from Legolas as I did it. The usually well composed prince had thrown his head back slightly, his eyes shut tightly, and his teeth gritted shut, most likely trying to stop a moan from escaping like the one I had just heard him unleash.

Legolas's hands gripped me hard and he and I walked back until my back was against the rock behind us. I felt his grip on my arms start to try and pull my arm away from his ear, but I wasn't going to let him, I was too fascinated by the way it was affecting him.

"Nalin…" the way my name was said did nothing to deter me from my current plans. In fact it just kicked in my devious side, and I wanted to see how far I could push him. I leaned back towards his other ear and gave the breathiest whisper I could.

"Yes Legolas, is something wrong?" I stood on my toes and with the slightest amount of pressure I bit his ear. That was apparently all it took, as down Legolas went, his grip pulling me with him. I had done the impossible, I had completely unraveled the elf prince. The information of the ears I was going to store and use at a later date. We rolled down the hill a little more before stopping at the base, somehow Legolas had been lucky enough to land on top, allowing him to limit my mobility and to save him from more of my touching.

With a smile playing at my lips, I looked up onto the face of the elf, trying to regain his composure. When he finally opened his eyes they were a mix of annoyance and lust looking back at me. My grin grew bigger.

"Nalin, you should not continue with actions when you cannot predict the outcome." It was an actual growl coming out as he spoke, he was barely hanging onto his control of himself I could tell.

"I'm not sure Legolas, I think a little bit more and I could have actually heard you beg." I teased as his stare intensified on me, causing my breath to catch in my throat. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than for him to lean down and kiss me. Curse Aragorn, he probably could sense this happening right now and was probably laughing hysterically about the fact that his evil plan was working. The complicated girl wanted desperately for the complicated elf prince to kiss her, to moan her name again.

Legolas was still looking at her, though there was no doubt in her mind he knew what she wanted and he wanted it as well, he was just being stubborn.

"Are you really going to disappoint Aragorn?" His look changed to one of slight confusion. "If you do not kiss me right now, he is going to feel that all his work was for nothing, it could be enough to drive the poor king mad." A smirk crossed Legolas's features.

"I don't think you deserve it, for what you just put me through." I glared at him, the feeling inside of me not satisfied with his answer.

"After putting up with you this entire quest I think I deserve it."

"Oh really?"

"Yes really."

"Well then, I suppose I can oblige, but you will have to do something for me first." The smirk grew.

"What would that be?"

"You have to ask for it. Ask me for what you want." I looked at him like he must be joking. Girls do not ask to be kissed, they are swept off their feet or completely surprised when the prince kisses them. Had Legolas never even looked at one of the stories from childhood, or were they left strictly to the race of men?

"I didn't ask for it before, in Lothlorien. What makes this different?" In Lothlorien he had done the whole surprise thing, it had been just really awkward timing.

"Because now you want it, I can see it in your whole face. Remember how I said I so enjoyed reading and watching your emotions before?"

"You're just trying to get me back because of the whole ear discovery, because I made you literally weak at the knees Captain Composure." My sassiness was coming out, but the feeling inside of me was growing restless, it desperately wanted to feel his mouth against mine.

"Perhaps that as well, but I promise you I will not kiss you until you ask for it." I gasped as I felt his hands rest of my bare stomach, I had been unaware that my tunic had been pushed up slightly in our topple down the hill. I started to squirm a little as he ran his palms and fingers up and down the small area of bare skin, sending a small tickling feeling through my body. He paused and watched my reaction.

"Interesting…" he muttered. "Now go ahead and ask me."

"I will not. A lady does not ask to be kissed." I stared at him defiantly.

"A lady also does not behead orcs and goblins for a hobby, so you may be stretching the truth trying to label yourself something as simple as a lady."

Well darn, he had me there.

"If you do not kiss me soon then the whole of Rohan will be upon us and your opportunity would have been missed."

"Let them pass and marvel at the stubbornness of a proud woman then, I care not."

"Well then maybe I shall simply wait for a real man to kiss me the proper way. I'm sure I can wait five days for Eomer to come back, and I could do a lot worse than the next King of Rohan." Jealousy briefly flashed over Legolas's eyes.

"Well maybe then I will turn my attention's to Lady Eowyn, a proper lady of a royal family."

Again with the eye roll for me. "Oh she only has eyes for Aragorn, you won't stand a chance against him."

"I'm sure she could be persuaded, one way or another." The way he said that made my insides melt, and I drifted back into a daydream, picturing what 'or another' could be. When I snapped back to my current predicament I noticed his smirk was back.

"I didn't interrupt something now did I?" Stupid cocky elf, he knew exactly what his words had done to me. My breath had quickened again and I knew my face was flushed.

"Are you scared to ask for what you want?" He had leaned closer, why had he leaned closer? It made it so much harder to focus.

"I'm not scared." I was scared that if he didn't kiss me within the next minute I was going to do it myself, and also possibly rip his tunic off.

"Then ask." The growl had turned into a purr, my insides had turned to butter, and my whole perception of the world had been turned around in the past few minutes because Aragorn decided that I should tell Legolas how I felt. So all in all this was his fault.

"I-I…" I'm a stuttering fool. Wonderful.

"Just ask Nalin," the smirk was there, the close proximity had shattered my defenses, the wants and desires I had felt for this amazing, annoying, cocky, honorable, wonderful, stupid elf came boiling up through me, and I was powerless to stop them this time.

"Will you kiss me, you horrible elf." His smirk grew into a smile at his victory before his mouth crashed down on mine with such force that I barely had enough time to take a breath. I was unsure how long he had wanted to do kiss me, but the power and passion that travelled from him to me gave me a hint that he had been holding more back than even I had realized.

"Damn you." I cursed him briefly as he pulled me up and lifted me into the air, his arms holding my legs off the ground while my hands tangled into his hair, the smallest part of me wanting to mess something up about him since he had made me ask for this. The physical side of this was intoxicating, I could live with it for awhile while I figured out the emotional side to him and me. Until then I was fine just kissing him from dusk until dawn.

"My Nalin." His growl was back. Whether it was the way he said my name or the possessive use of it, but one of the two made me lose myself completely to him, to the way he felt, the way he smelled, the way he sounded.

"Legolas," his name escaped my lips, and he growled in approval, beginning to kiss down my neck, his long fingers brushing back any hair that was in his way. When he hit a sensitive spot on my collarbone I gasped in surprise, then grabbed his hair harder as he gently nipped at it.

When I couldn't take any more without beginning to remove articles of clothing I pushed myself back, a hard task since we were pretty much pressed upon the boulder's side already.

"We should be getting back, they are going to be wondering where we have gone." Legolas took a calming breath before nodding and taking a step back. We smiled at each other before he readjusted himself and began to climb the ridge once again, to the oncoming sounds of Rohan's people who seemed to be almost to the top from the other side. As I watched him go I couldn't help feel like a pressure had been removed from me, and I realized I had been wanting to do that much longer than I cared to admit to Legolas, the beautiful prince of Mirkwood.

My annoying elf…

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Alright I am going to have to split this chapter into two parts or else it is going to be super long. I hope you enjoyed the fluff, I actually had a lot of fun writing them challenging each other. The next part should be up soon I promise. Until then!