Author's Note: Due to some very flattering comments I have decided to continue. Thank you for the support! I hope you enjoy this story as I continue to unravel Kili and his Sunlight. ^-^

It was so dark I couldn't see anything, but it was okay because Fili was beside me. I knew that so long as Fili was here mom and Uncle would be too. We were huddled together, scared, and then one by one they all left me. I ran and ran but I couldn't find them, I kept screaming their names and no one answered. It was too dark-

"Mr. Oakenshield, this is English class not a study hall so please awaken this instant!" I heard something shrill bark in my face. I shot up from my desk headbutting the annoying speaker, my teacher.

"Oh no! Mr. Boggins, I am so sorry!"

"No, no! It's fine! I'm fine! Don't worry!" The small man said clutching his face with his hands. "It's Baggins, Kili, please just- I think I'm bleeding, ah um I'm going to go down to the nurses office, um just sit quietly until I get back." The high-strung teacher fled the room so quickly the students only saw a blur of red from his tye, or his blood. I rubbed my eyes groaning and glaring at anyone still staring at me. I hadn't slept properly in weeks; I kept having nightmares and it was always the same one.

I glanced at the clock, happily realizing there was only a few more minutes until the next bell, then I would actually have a study hall. I laid my head back down on my desk but I couldn't settle down, it felt like someone was still watching me. I glanced around the room quickly, Tauriel was on her phone, Ori was reading a book the size of my head, and then I saw him. Legolas Greenleaf was staring at me with his cold blue eyes, they were an exact replica of his father's. I shuddered, of course he knew too; I'm sure he was just as excited about my gross little secret as his daddy was.

The bell rang and I was ready to bolt but I was caught by his long pale hand. The blond boy held on to my shoulder not roughly, but not loose enough to let me get away. I saw Tauriel staring at us and I thought for a moment she would save me, but she merely gave me a thoughtful look and walked off, her hips swaying. So she expected this to be Legolas' moment of jealousy; she probably thought we were going to 'fight' over her. I was scared that I might actually have to fight. I could handle myself, but so could Legolas; he had been in karate for way longer than I had been in wrestling.

"Can I help you Greenleaf?" I asked, poison dripping in my words. I tried pulling myself away but I felt his grip on my shoulder tighten.

"Look," he began "I know we've never gotten along, and we probably won't ever, but I honestly just want to talk. I'm sure this will benefit to the both of us." He sounded a lot like his father, which bothered me, but I also decided that Legolas also had the same leverage as his father and a lot more friends to tell about it so I could give him a few minutes of my time. I took a seat on top of one of the desks, folding my arms against my chest; he took the same approach, leaning on the wall instead.

"My Da, he..." the tall boy trailed off and tried again "I know about your agreement with my father."

"Oh really? Congrats, you want in too?" I said with spite laced in my voice. I watched him flinch and look down. "No, that's not it, you just wanted to tell me how disgusting I am. Don't worry, I already know, I have to live with myself everyday!"

"I didn't come here to judge you!" He said standing straighter now. He looked intimidating this close up, I started to regret being so headstrong in my accusations. "I wanted to say I'm sorry. My dad can be a real asshole sometimes and it pisses me off."

I was shocked, I'm actually pretty sure I stopped breathing for a few minutes. There was no way this was Thranduil's kid, maybe he just didn't know the bulk of the story yet. I had to find out.

"How much do you actually know?" I asked dryly, my voice cracking.

"I know everything, but I won't tell anyone. I just wanted to let you know your not the only one my dad has done this to"

"W-what? You mean you don't-"

"Don't you think," He started smiling sadly "I would've ask Tauriel out by now, Kili? I can't, my dad doesn't approve."

"But you don't care about my feelings toward..." I struggled to finish the sentence. I had never spoken to someone openly about this before, especially in a somewhat positive manner. It was really difficult, and I wasn't sure if I could trust this guy yet.

"Nah, the heart wants what it wants; who am I to judge?" I smirked; that was the best thing I had heard in weeks. I felt a little of the sadness weighing down on me come off my shoulders. The blond continued and I listened appreciatively.

"I'm sorry I can't do much to help, but I just wanted to give you this." He took out two twenty dollar bills from his pocket. "For the cappuccinos"

"No I can't, I-"

"Don't worry about it. I took it out of my dad's desk this morning. Just do me a favor and keep saying you like Tauriel. It keeps all the other assholes off her. Oh yeah, and give her this" He said handing me a folded piece of lined paper, probably a love note or something. "See you later"

He left me staring after him like I had never seen someone walk before. That had to be the best thing that had happened to me in months. I uttered out a goodbye and went off toward my next class. Hopefully, with good news for a change, I would be able to get a nice nap in for study hall, no nightmares, maybe even a good dream. But I didn't get to sleep, I had only just got to class on time, but then the teacher said I had been called down to the chemistry department; Mr. Greenleaf wanted to see me. I wasn't in a hurry to get there, so I took my sweet time getting from one end of the school to the other.

When I did arrive in his room the bastard was no where to be seen, just a message on the white board that read: Sit and wait. I grumbled sitting in one of the desks; I forced myself to stay awake because I was sure that sleeping here would be the biggest mistake. I waited and waited nearly nodding off a few times before Thranduil finally showed up half an hour later. He smirked at my disheveled appearance and told me to stand up. I did anxiously, my legs shaking from exhaustion. His smirk was still present as he sat at his desk and took out some papers.

"Why Kili, you look dreadful. Aren't you getting enough sleep?" he asked, his voice so sweet I almost gagged, however I glared and nodded stiffly.

"I called you here to talk about your grades." he paused shuffling through the papers he was holding "All of them look particularly nasty, but your worst subject is my class" He feigned a hurt look. Of course he couldn't keep it up for long and laughed softly, I suppose my face at the moment must have looked amusing. Dark circles under my eyes with an exasperated expression.

"I called your house and talked to your Uncle Thorin. You will be staying late tonight to makeup some missed work" I clenched my fists making sure I didn't move to much or I might lash out. I felt something wet slide down my face. Much to my horror, and Greenleaf's amusement, I was crying. He didn't even quiet his laughter this time, he laughed in my face. I couldn't breath or talk, or it would make me cry more; I couldn't do that to myself. He dismissed me and said to go clean myself up, as clean as scum like me could get.

I did sprint off to the bathroom and locked myself in the handicapped stall. I felt a waterfall of tears stream down my cheeks and neck. I waited until it was finished to wobble to my feel and try to dry off the salty water stinging my face and eyes. I didn't want to look in the mirror, but I did anyway. My eyes now not only had dark circles, but they were also pink and puffy like my nose. I looked how I felt, awful and disgusting; I wanted to cry all over again.

When I finally got to go home after a few hours of makeup work, which by the way translates into "Go get me a cappuccino; I have a new pair of hiking boots that need cleaned", I just wanted to go to my room. It was six o'clock anyway, mum and Fili would be at their jobs. I wasn't counting on Uncle Thorin sitting me down in front of some stew and telling me to eat it; I just wasn't expecting Thorin to do anything period. He was always the type to sit and stare, brooding as my mum called it, making people, me in particular, really uncomfortable. I wondered what Mr. Greenleaf had actually told him on the phone. Pushing around the vegetables on my plate didn't count as eating; I wasn't really hungry, but the growl that echoed from Uncle's throat was enough to convince me otherwise; so I took a few bites from my plate. It was really good, I thought, as I finally began to dine correctly.

"You haven't been eating properly these past few nights." Uncle stated. He didn't say much else until after I finished my meal. His eyes were a lot like Fili's full of worry and concern, but not quite the same. They spoke for themselves; I knew where this conversation would go. I didn't even try to get up; knowing Uncle, he would probably tackle me and tie me up until I talked, so I spoke first.

"I'm sorry" It came out meek; it sound odd with my rough voice. The silence continued, as Uncle thought about how to reply.

"I don't like Greenleaf; if it were just his class you were failing I wouldn't care, but you went from a B average in nearly every class down to a failing grade in three weeks. What is the problem, Kili?" More silence, and this time it was my fault. I definitely wasn't telling Uncle about the black mail. Telling Fili was one thing because he wouldn't do anything unless I asked, but Uncle despised Thranduil since they were in high school together, and I know he wouldn't hesitate to kill him, and I couldn't have my Uncle go to jail because he killed my chem teacher.

"You don't have to tell me, but you have to talk to someone."

"I have."

"Really?" he said raising a thick eyebrow at me.

"Really, Uncle."

"Good," he said rising from his seat. He grabbed my plate and headed off towards the kitchen telling to get some rest because I looked "Like shit". I did gladly go up to my room and crashed onto my mattress inhaling the comforting smell of home. I didn't have good dreams, I just slept, and for that I was thankful. I knew that talking to Legolas today wasn't what Uncle had meant by telling someone, but it did make me feel better. However there would be more problems to deal with later and I didn't know how much longer I could keep going on like this. How much longer until I let it all go? How much longer until I broke down and gave into the dark?