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I'm sorry for taking so long, English is not my native tongue and I tried to correct it the best I could. It's just difficult for me or it just takes longer. Expect it to be slower than other English speaking authors, thank you. ^_^

I tried to post it yesterday on ff dot net and somehow it kept giving me error, I don't know why (I promised someone the chapter was going to be posted yesterday, I'll only catch up after I posted the chapter for now on! ^_^)

The plot bunny haven't abandoned me yet, I am inspired with this fic.

Blessings.

In the next days, Elladan would follow his father and Glorfindel sometimes, but everything seemed perfectly normal. The Mirkwood prince mostly kept to his room. Sometimes he would come to sit at breakfast, lunch or dinner, always a meal or two a day, the rest of the time he asked that food was brought to his refugee. Elladan would also hide in the halls for hours to see who would look for the Prince and found it a servant, Glorfindel and Elrond were the only ones. They forced entry and their words were always kind, asking the prince if they could enter or make him company. Nothing seemed wrong and Elladan's suspicions almost vanished.

Almost.

One day he saw Legolas walking in the gardens. He touched trees, plants and flowers with reverence. Elladan was touched by the beautiful smile the blond would bestow upon them and he talked to nature like he talked to Elladan's horse.

The half-elf was frozen into place observing the most beautiful and kind of beings he ever met, knowing he was losing his heart for the first time when the Mirkwood Prince's eyes rested upon his for the first time.

He felt some stirrings of attraction here and there throughout his long life, but no one ever touched his heart in the least.

Seeing the fair-haired elf clad in a light blue shining robe made Elladan shiver at the sight of his lean form. His loins were heated. Never before he felt such an attraction.

The spell was broken when Elrond appeared in the garden. His father looked around himself strangely, like he was checking if anyone was watching and Elladan frowned. Legolas stiffened when Elrond approached him and stopped walking, hanging his head low. Elladan watched as Elrond said something to the smaller elf - prince.

Legolas gave no response and Elrond touched Legolas' shoulder while the Prince tried to remove himself. To Elladan's anger, Elrond then leaned in even closer and almost touched his lips to Legola's neck as he talked. Legolas seemed to struggle but was clearly not strong enough to recoil from Elrond's clasp.

Elladan came back to himself and rushed in wide strides towards the two. Elrond was smiling gently when he turned to his son. He nodded his head and simply left the garden.

Elladan was furious but one look at Legolas stopped him from chasing his father. The fair prince was frozen like a statue and his head hanging low broke Elladan's heart. He decided to talk to the elf first. He circled around the blonde Prince and gently lifted his head by the chin. 'Are you alright Legolas?'

Legolas stared at him struggling for an answer. 'It's ok'. Elladan smiled gently. 'You don't have to say anything. I just want you to know that you can count on me.'

He quickly left his hand fall to the side so the new resident wouldn't feel like he is being held or pressured. He nodded gently and walked away.

Arriving at his father's study Elladan entered without hesitation, or knocking.

'What in Mordor you think you are doing?' Elladan exploded as he flew the door to his father's office open.

Erestor turned, stunned. Never, in all Elladan's years he saw him talk to his father in that manner. Glorfindel was as surprised and both turned to Elrond at the same time.

'Would you excuse us?' Elrond asked without looking at his advisors.

Both of them nodded respectfully and left. Elladan shoved the door closed with a great 'bang' and turned to his father.

'You were harassing Legolas. I saw it! That's not waiting for him to come to you. He doesn't want you.'

'And you think he would want you?' Elrond smirked.

Elladan blinked, barely believing in this imitation of a father he once had. This was not the elder who raised him to be a compassionate healer, nor was he the Lord who would give shelter to those who wandered. Something was wrong with his father and it has been for a long time, he just never questioned.

'Ada, what's happening to you? Why did you change?'

'As soon as I made a move you came running to his rescue. You want him don't you? I've seen how you lust after him.'

Elladan stared open-mouthed. He wouldn't admit it to his father and this wasn't the point of the confrontation. 'Are you forcing yourself upon him? Let's start from the beginning: is anything you told me true? Is he truly mentally challenged? Was he really banished?'

'No, yes and yes. But there's more. I won't admit you talking to me that way. If you are going to turn into your brother, then this conversation ends here. I owe you no explanation. Don't turn into your brother.'

Elladan remembered his brother went out to hunt for orchs yet again. His younger twin was troubled by what their father had become for a long, long time. Elrohir was never the romantic, he could see things as they were. Elladan on the other hand was an idealistic and he struggled to see evil in people.

Elladan just left. He was overwhelmed to finally see how right Elrohir had been. He ran to the garden once he left his father's office. Legolas wasn't there anymore but he continued to look. When the bells rang he was hopeful to see the Sindar.

Hours later he finally found that Legolas had made a rare appearance in the dining hall at dinner. He decided to not approach the Prince in public and just observed discreetly. He planned on talking to Legolas when the blonde had finished and they left unwanted eyes.

More than once Elladan wondered if the Prince was planning his next escape as he saw those enchanting blue eyes study doors and windows. Maybe it was the whole point why the Mirkwood elf was even coming down to eat, as he clearly didn't want to deal with anyone, it seemed.

Legolas rose abruptly and left without giving Elladan enough time to swallow down his last food with wine and he choked. When he composed himself after an unbearably painful slap on the back by Erestor, the older twin left. He looked everywhere, even knocking the prince's door and taking a peak, but he wasn't there. Did Legolas try to run again? The snow around the valley was even thicker now. It would be folly. Elladan wondered at the mistreatment Legolas could be subjected to when he wasn't guarding the blonde and if being surrounded by strangers who mostly saw the Sindar as a lower type of elf and the desolation could make Legolas suicidal. It sent shivers down his spine. This made Elladan continue his search. It was late when he thought of a place but almost dismissed it as surely Legolas couldn't be there.

Elladan hastened to the public baths. Even though everyone was welcomed, most elves left that one for Elrond and his sons. There were other bathhouses. Overcoming his exhaustion he decided to look for Legolas in this last place he could think of. He saw two of the border guards, Nessimarmo* and Merkaorne* leaving and frowned as those two warriors had no business in this place. Torchlights showed both renewed warriors had bruises on their faces and Elladan immediately dismissed such a notion. Why would they be beaten up like that? He would have a conversation with them in the next day.

He entered the bathhouse carefully and closed the door. 'Legolas?' He whispered.

Nothing.

He thought he heard the sound of water beyond the walls but it couldn't be anything, the place was usually deserted by this time of night. He decided to check just to be sure.

When he leaned in to look inside his mouth went dry. Legolas had his back turned to him and let his robes slide from his shoulders to the floor, revealing he wore nothing underneath. He seemed unconscious of how sensual and provoking his movements were. Elladan never desired someone as he did Legolas then. The tip of his fingers grabbed the rocky walls, hurting himself on purpose. He couldn't blink, move, even feel remorse for something he would never do under other circumstances. His cock stiffened in angry need.

He came crushing back to Arda though when Legolas saw him and gasped. He grabbed his robe and covered the front of his body now as he turned, but it was too late and Elladan had seen it all. Front and back. Elladan raised his hands in surrender. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. 'I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to take a peak... I mean... I was looking for you but not AT you... I...mean...'

He hid back behind the wall and pressed his eyes closed, cringing at his own stupidity. Of course, he was staring at Legolas like a creep. Legolas didn't even know that he was being stalked too.

He was rehearsing what he could say or do when Legolas passed by him by quickly, ready to leave.

'Greenleaf!' Elladan cried, grabbing the Sindar by the arm. Legolas stared at his gesture with such loathing that he again raised his arms in a gesture of peace. 'I am sorry Legolas. I... I saw what father did... In the gardens, today and I wanted to talk to you. Seriously talk to you. I want to know what's really happening. And I'll believe you, not my father or Glorfindel, but you.'

There was such fury in the dark blue eyes now that Elladan prepared to be hit by the slighter elf, and felt he deserved it. If someone was peeping at him he would have killed the creep. 'I don't know what to do for you to believe me...'

'You Noldor are all the same. All in this together.' Legolas spat.

Elladan felt more hurt than if Legolas had physically attacked him. 'I didn't mean any ill. It was an accident. As I said I was looking for you and...'

'You are perverted!' Legolas cried grabbing him by the collar.

For a moment Elladan's face was so close to the other elf's he could smell his breath. 'I promise you, I was looking for you. I didn't mean to spy...

Legolas stared at him in disbelief. 'You mean you were not with the others?'

'Others?'

The blonde beauty blinked in confusion, then he left. Elladan let his breath out, feeling like a tornado just ran over him.

Elladan decided to let the prince be but still, he went to Legolas' hallway like the stalker he was. He saw when his father knocked the door and Legolas answered. They were very far away but by the gestures and voice tones, it seemed Elrond wanted to enter Legolas' room, as he did every night but the blonde denied the older elf again.

The routine continued as Elladan tried to watch over their new permanent guest, without realizing that Glorfindel, in turn, watched him too.