A/N: Sorry it took forever to update! But here it is, the new chapter!

Pippin tossed and turned in his bed. He was so confused over what had just happened...

It had started out so simply. He had snuck down to the kitchens for a midnight snack when he had run into Frodo. He had said hi, they had talked for a few minutes, and the next thing Pippin knew Frodo was pushing him up against the wall, kissing him.

Pippin had been shocked. He had pushed Frodo off and then ran back up to his room.

What was that even about?! Did Frodo actually...like him? Pippin had thought that everything Frodo had done during Spin the Bottle was purely because of the drink, but now he wasn't so sure. Maybe Frodo really did have feelings for him.

But Pippin definitely didn't return them. Sure, Frodo was nice and everything, and fun to be around and all that, but Pippin had never liked him *that* way. Merry, on the other hand, was a different story-

Wait. What was that last thought? Had Pippin honestly just said that he liked Merry?

But, Pippin realized, it was true. He and Merry had always done everything together. They had snuck into pantry after pantry as children, mercilessly raiding its contents. They had climbed trees in search of apples, "borrowed" crops from Farmer Maggot on a regular basis, and pretty much done everything together from the time Pippin could walk. And when Gandalf had taken Pippin away from Merry, Pippin had thought his heart would burst. He was so, so afraid for Merry. He had always hated it when they were apart and anxiously waited until the next time they were together.

Now he knew why.

He sighed. He knew he should probably go talk to Merry. It would be no use keeping his feelings bottled up inside him. Even though Merry would never like him back, by talking to him Pippin could at least do something besides sit around and think about it. Pippin walked over to the door and headed to Merry's rooms.

Legolas slowly walked to Aragorn's rooms. He wasn't sure what to say to Aragorn. Honestly, what *could* he say? By the time he reached Aragorn's doors he was completely panicked, almost hyperventilating. He raised his hand to knock, then turned around and ran as fast as he could back to his own rooms.

He couldn't do it. He couldn't talk to Aragorn without passing out. He laid on his bed, stretched out, and fell asleep, even though he hadn't eaten for two days.

Aragorn paced back and forth. Arwen was in Rivendell right now, visiting her family. She would be gone for the next three months, actually. It was a perfect opportunity to talk to Legolas.

Aragorn really hadn't meant it when he slammed the door in Legolas' face. He had regretted it ever since. Legolas didn't deserve that. He cared about Legolas too much to see him hurt

Actually, now that he realized it, he cared for Legolas a lot more than he had ever thought. Legolas didn't deserve to think that Aragorn hated him when Aragorn really felt quite the opposite.

He sighed and opened the door, heading towards Legolas' room. He knocked on the door quietly, waiting for him to open it.

There was a knock on the door. Legolas sighed and went to open it, even though he was really hungry. He opened the door to see Aragorn standing there. He looked really, really good. He normally did, but today he looked even more gorgeous than usual. Not fair, Legolas thought. It's not polite to shock someone like that. Seriously, I open up the door and almost have a heart attack- oh. Aragorn was looking at him expectantly. Right! He is supposed to open the door more and let Aragorn in. Of course. He was being very foolish.

"Sorry," he said to Aragorn, laughing nervously. This was the first time he had actually talked to him since that night... Oh Elbereth, he was going to screw everything up, this is why he hadn't knocked on Aragorn's door. He couldn't handle talking to him without acting strangely. Surely Aragorn would notice-

"It's fine," Aragorn said, even though he was confused as to why Legolas stood in the doorway staring at him for five whole minutes.

"Do you want some breakfast? I was just going to make something for myself," Legolas called from the kitchen.

"Sure, thank you," Aragorn called back, slightly distracted. Legolas looked amazing today. Even more so than usual. Wait, when head that thought come from? Since when did he think about how beautiful his best friend *looked* on a regular basis? Aragorn shook that disturbing thought from his head and headed over to the kitchen to help Legolas.

"Hey," he said, announcing his presence behind the elf. Legolas jumped and turned around.

"Sorry," he apologized again, laughing quietly. "I'm a little jumpy today." Aragorn smiled at him.

"No problem," he said, then hesitated. Ignoring it, he began to speak again anyways. "I'm not mad at you for what happened the other night. We were drunk." And even if we weren't, I still wouldn't be mad at you. Who knew you were such a good kisser- Aragorn stopped his thoughts before they could go any further.

"I'm not mad at you either. So, we're good, I guess?" Aragorn nodded. Legolas had finished breakfast, so Aragorn helped carry it to the table. They sat down next to each other and started heaping their plates with bacon, waffles, and eggs. Aragorn poured an ocean of maple syrup over everything on his plate. They ate in silence for a while. Finally, Legolas broke it. "Where's Arwen? Will she be expecting you back soon?" This startled Aragorn out of his thoughts.

"What? Oh, yeah. She'll be in Rivendell for the next three months. I think we both needed a break from each other."

"Already?" Legolas teased. "It's only been four months!" Aragorn nodded, his eyes drifting away to look out the large window. "Is everything okay?" Legolas asked.

"Well, I just- I mean, I thought I loved her. More than anything. But now I'm not sure." Legolas didn't know what to say to that. More than anything, he wanted to lean over and kiss Aragorn, but that would certainly not help Aragorn figure out his feelings. Instead Legolas leaned back in his chair.

"Well, I'm sitting here. Start talking if you feel like sharing it."

"It's just, I think that there might be someone else. That I love more." Legolas tried to keep the hurt from his eyes. Who was it that Aragorn loved?

"Who is this person?"

"I don't- I mean, I don't know if I should- do you think I should," he took a deep breath, "ask him?"

So this person was a him? Okay, that was news. He had really thought Aragorn was only into females. But if he really liked males, then that was only good news for Legolas.

"It would help me answer that question if I knew who he is-" Aragorn shook his head frantically. "-but since you don't appear to be telling me that, I'll just tell you what I think. I think that any person, whoever they are, would be absolutely insane to turn you down. You are the bravest, smartest, most amazing person I have ever met. You are loyal, kind, and caring. Anyone who would say no to you..." Legolas broke off, horrified at what had just come out of his mouth. That gave away way to much of his feelings!

"You're sure I should tell them?"

"Yes, Aragorn, I just said that."

"Okay." Then Aragorn leaned over and kissed Legolas on the mouth.

Legolas was momentarily frozen. What just happened? All he could feel was Aragorn's mouth on his, Aragorn's hands on his shoulders, and it felt so right. Legolas relaxed and closed his eyes, kissing him back.

Then it was over, just as soon as if had begun. Aragorn pulled back, looking completely mortified. "I'm so sorry- I'll just go now-" he said, standing up and moving quickly for the door.

Legolas stayed where he was as Aragorn exited the room. What?! Aragorn tells Legolas that he doesn't love Arwen, that he loves someone else, then kisses Legolas and leaves? What the-

Was Aragorn just joking with him? Was he not serious about it? Because Legolas had really liked that kiss, and not just because Aragorn had tasted like maple syrup. Because it was Aragorn, and he loved Aragorn. Legolas sat at the table, frozen in place, alone and completely confused.

A/N: Okay, okay. I meant to at least get at least one couple together in this chapter, but none of these characters like to cooperate. If they would just stop being blind and oblivious idiots, then maybe this story would actually be gping somewhere, but nooooo. They have to draw everything out. (Do you hear that, Merry? Pippin? Aragorn? Legolas? Good!)

Anyways, keep those reviews coming! They motivate me to keep writing this! And Legolas will give you waffles! (Do they have waffles in Middle-earth? Oh well! They do now! That is the point of fanfiction, right?)