Elrohir watched Legolas intently, noting with discomfort the look of bliss on his face as he leaned into the breeze.

"Legolas!"

He recieved no reply, Legolas did not even register having heard him.

He went over and laid a hand on his shoulder.

"Legolas!"

And Legolas jumped as if startled and looked at him with blurry confused eyes.

"Elrohir..." He smiled lazily as if waking, "I did not know you were there."

"I have been here for hours," Elrohir scowled. "Come inside with me, this does you no good."

"I was only feeling the breeze,"Legolas said defensively, "can you not smell the sea on it Elrohir?"

"Come inside," Elrohir tugged on his arm. He would not take no for an answer this time. They had been here too long. To his relief Legolas followed him although obviously reluctantly. He draped himself over a chair by the fire and looked up at Elrohir with what could only be described as a come hither expression.

"What shall we do now then?" he smiled,

"Well I can think of many options," Elrohir smiled in return but much to his annoyance at that moment his brother sauntered in the room.

Legolas and Elladan's faces when they saw each other were a mirror image of disappointment.

"Oh, Legolas, you are here already." Elladan was obviously less than pleased.

" Where else would I be?" Legolas's voice was full of barely contained sarcasm.

" With one of your other lovers perhaps?" Elladan quipped

"Elladan!" Elrohir hastily interceded before Legolas could have a chance to answer that because he knew the answer would not be a pleasant one.

Elladan shrugged his shoulders and did his best to look innocent.

" Well, with your 'arrangement' I can only assume..."

"We do not do that anymore." Elrohir said defensively, " You know this. We do not need it...Legolas?" He looked to Legolas for reinforcement,

"Yes, that is so," Legolas muttered sullenly and chewed on his lip. "And none of his business," he added shooting Elrohir a disgruntled look.

Elrohir sighed, could they not just get along for once?

"So," it was Legolas who spoke next, Elrohir was surprised, had he decided to take the high road?

"Looking forward to your Fathers arrival my beloved?," and he reached out to stroke his hair. Normally it would have been exceedingly pleasant but Elrohir knew he only did it to wind Elladan up and he resented it.

"Not really, he will only be disappointed I am sure."

"Why." Legolas leaned forward intently and this time Elrohir knew his interest was genuine, "You have befitted yourself well and with honour. He should be proud."

"I am sure there will be something..." Elrohir mumbled, he did not want to talk about it.

"Anyway, it is alright for you Legolas, he will be all over you, Thranduil's son, member of the Fellowship. You will be able to do no wrong!" And he laughed but his laugh had a bitter edge to it.

"As long as he doesn't try to demonstrate the Imladris greeting protocol," Legolas replied

"What is that?" despite himself Elladan was curious.

"Oh,"Legolas was all sarcasm now, "Have you forgotten it?"

Elladan's face was covered in confusion, he had no idea what this was about,

"What do you mean?"

"Be quiet Legolas," Elrohir hissed, "Can you not let that go, it was years ago. You have forgiven Glorfindel."

"Glorfindel and I have an understanding. He knows what it is like."

"He knows what what is like?" Elladan took umbrage at that. "Do not suggest Glorfindel has any part of your silvan ways!"

"Oh, no he is very honourable,"

Elladan rose to his feet in anger,

"What do you suggest? We are not like you, you will not dishonour him!"

Legolas held up his hands in defeat,

"You are right, I mean him no disrespect. He is as you say, I went too far."

And Elladan, partly appeased, sat down again. Elrohir sighed, he was seriously sick of these two and their bickering and of course Elladan could not let it rest there.

"Where is your pet?" He asked in a conversational tone.

Legolas frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The dwarf,"

"His name is Gimli and he is no pet of mine, nor will you refer to him as that again!"

At that he leapt to his feet and turned to Elrohir,

"I think I will seek some more pleasant company, maybe it will be dwarven!"

"Legolas, don't go." Elrohir reached for him and held on to his arm but Legolas shrugged him off gifting him with a small smile.

"I will leave you with your Brother, believe me it will be more enjoyable without me here. I think I will find Gimli and pay a visit to Aragorn, I am sure he could benefit from some of my advice!" And he grinned mischievously as he strode from the room.

Furious Elrohir turned on his brother,

"Why did you do that? He has been out there all afternoon listening to the sea! I had only just got him in here...and now ..."

Elladan had the grace to look shamefaced at that.

"He goes to Gimli and Aragorn, he will be quite safe with them," he said in an attempt to console.

Elrohir looked sullen, he was not in the mood to be pacified.

"Why can you not just get along with him? For my sake?"

"Why does he not try to get along with me?"

"You are older!" Elrohir cried, "That is no argument at all."

"He does not treat you well Brother."

Elrohir was so sick of having this discussion over and over, so many years it had been and yet Elladan would still not accept it.

"I could not wish for better than him. You do not understand us! You do not even try to."

"I know Glorfindel would never do to me, what he has done to you."

"Glorfindel is not silvan! Legolas and I agreed, I was happy with it. He just needed time to get used to us being together. They are free with their love, it means nothing to how he feels for me. It is not as if I was exactly chaste myself Brother, and anyway...things have changed."

"You were not happy with it. I know you! You only went along with it for fear of losing him and he should not have asked it of you." Elladan would never listen to him, they had had this argument so many times before.

"He is silvan. He is not good enough for you!"

"Elladan!" Elrohir was shocked at that, Elladan truly did go too far, and he could not understand why for he surely did not believe what he was saying. He was so angry he answered in kind.

"And Glorfindel is too old for you. You have always been a stick in the mud and he makes you even worse, The two of you are like a pair of old women. At least Legolas and I know how to have fun. At least he is not some ancient from beyond the grave!"

The two Brothers stared at each other, their faces white with rage. It was Elladan who gave in first as he nearly always did.

"Forgive me Elrohir, I forgot myself. I should not have said that."

Elrohir looked at the ground,

"I should not have said it either," he reluctantly admitted.

Elladan reached out and lifted his face,

"I only worry for you, I fear you are not happy."

"I am happy. Why will you not believe that. The only thing that makes me unhappy is this endless arguing between Legolas and yourself."

"Then I will try to ignore him, though believe me that will be hard, he is so annoying Brother!" but Elladan smiled as he said it and Elrohir knew he was now only teasing.

"and Glorfindel is old!" he answered in return, "but I take it back that you are old women, Still,"he said with a grin relieved they were on speaking terms again because he hated being at odds with his brother.

"Legolas may become more faithful but Glorfindel will never be any younger!"

...

Legolas strode through the corridors looking for Gimli. He was so irritated. Elladan just drove him up the wall. He knew he thought he was not good enough for his brother, that his Silvanness was somehow lacking. And he was wrong. Things between Elrohir and he HAD changed. He had always known Elrohir was more comfortable with monogamy and now the idea of it did not scare him quite as much as it had done in the past. It had been a long time since he had slept with anyone else, and for the most part he did not miss it...although sometimes...but he turned his thoughts away from that.

It was enough to know Elladan was wrong.

"Gimli!" He cried as he spied his friend ahead of him, "Gimli wait!" It did not take him long to draw along side him.

"Ah, so you have dragged yourself away from your boyfriend I see." Gimli said in a joking tone,

"He is not my boyfriend." Legolas snapped back in reflex, Elrohir was in truth much more to him than that.

"Ah, admit it Lad, It was obvious from when he first joined us that you were besotted."

Legolas grinned, Gimli could always improve his mood.

"Well maybe I am a little besotted," he smiled. "Still, I go to visit Aragorn, will you join me?"

"Is that wise Legolas? Last I saw Aragorn he was in not the best of moods."

"All the more reason for me to visit him and cheer him up!" Legolas exclaimed excitedly. "I am sure he will be pleased to see me."

"I am not so sure about that Lad," Gimli muttered but still scurried along to catch him up.

Sure enough Aragorn's face was not exactly filled with joy as they entered his study, more resignation.

"What have I done to deserve this?" He asked.

"Come on Aragorn," Legolas perched himself on the desk. "Are you not glad to see us?"

"I can think of other descriptions...Legolas, I am busy."

"But I need your company," Legolas said laughing, "you are the only thing standing between me and the sea!"

"Don't joke about that!" Aragorn was not amused and Legolas looked briefly downcast.

"Oh, is it too soon?"

"It will always be too soon Legolas," Aragorn looked up from his work and looked at him intently, "How are you anyway?"

"I am well Aragorn." Legolas replied just a shade too fast to really be believable.

"Hmm," Aragorn pushed his work away, "Well maybe I can make some time for you. This is a nightmare, Galadriel is due to arrive tomorrow."

"I have heard she is sweetness and light itself Aragorn, surely you are not afraid of her?"

"Oh and where did you hear that Legolas, not from your Father I am sure."

Legolas grinned widely,

"No, not from him I must admit, but she was most graceful when we passed through Lothlorien, don't you agree Gimli?"

"I will not hear either of you say a word about my Lady." Gimli was affronted. "You will stop this, taking her name in vain!"

"Gimli, I only said she was a delight! It was Aragorn who said otherwise..."

"Legolas," Aragorn sighed, "What must I do to get you to leave? I have so much to do...where is Elrohir?"

Legolas looked immediately sullen,

"With Elladan."

"Oh, I see, so you come to bother me."

Legolas wasn't listening however, he leaned over and clasped at something on Aragorn's arm.

"Oh! Your bracelet," he cried, "I forgot all about this! I must ask Elrohir if he can get me one. You did say you got this from him?"

"Yes." Aragorn mumbled and hurriedly pulled his sleeve down before Gimli who was peering eagerly at his wrist, could see.

"You should see it Gimli! It is so beautiful," Legolas dropped his voice lower, "Arwen gave it to Aragorn you know, to remind him I didn't like spiders. So thoughtful! I want one."

Gimli looked at Aragorn strangely,

"Why on earth do you need a bracelet to remind you Legolas doesn't like spiders? He moans about them enough that we all know!"

"I do not!" Legolas objected.

"Yes, well," Aragorn looked decidedly uncomfortable. "Elves can be strange Gimli."

"Arwen can be strange." Legolas announced, "But I am not! It is the Noldor who are strange."

"If you want a bracelet, I wouldn't tell Elrohir that." Aragorn said quickly burying his hands in his pockets and covering all evidence of any bracelet with them.

But Legolas just smiled his brilliant smile,

"Oh he knows it already Aragorn. I do tell him that, I tell him that all the time! and I know just what to do to convince him to give me a bracelet."

"Legolas! Save it till you are together." Aragorn held his hands up in desperation,

"He is my Brother, I do NOT want to know."

Legolas bent down to Gimli,

"You will find Aragorn is very honorable...and also very boring."

But Gimli just harumphed loudly.

"Can I just say Legolas, Right now... boring seems eminently desirable."