Author note: At the start of the first chapter I forgot to mention that, in this story, Kíli is 13 years old and Fíli is 18 years old. So I just tell you at the start of chapter 2.

Chapter 2

Dís headed back to her bedroom to get dressed, and when she was done she seated herself in front of her mirror and started to braid her hair. She looked up when the door opened behind her and Kíli walked in.

"Good morning, sweetie. Did you sleep well?" she asked him.

"Morning, mom. And yes I did." Kíli replied.

Dís looked at her youngest son closely and noticed that he was rather looking down.

"Kíli? What's wrong?"

"Nothing." he answered.

She could tell that he wasn't telling the truth.

"You know that you can't lie to me, Kíli. What's bothering you? You know that you can always tell me." she said to him.

"Mom, do you know where Fíli is?" he asked.

"Yes. He went out fishing with his friends. He left early this morning."

"Oh…" Kíli said softly. "I wanted to spend some time with him today."

He fixed his gaze at the floor, but she could still see the dissapointment in his eyes. Dís stood up from the chair she had been sitting on and walked towards her youngest son.

"Oh, honey…" she said, while hugging him. "I'm sure he will spend some time with you when he comes home."

Kíli looked up at her. "But that will be only for a couple of hours, mom!"

She sighed. "I know, sweetie. But why don't you ask him if he wants to spend tomorrow with you when he comes home?"

Kíli seemed to ponder the thought for a moment before he eventually spoke again.

"Okay. Mom, do you mind if I go out in town?" He asked.

"Of course not. But why don't we have some breakfast first?"

"Okay."

They left the room together and walked in to the kitchen, where Kíli immediately sat down on a a chair. He crossed his arms in front of him on the table, and rested his chin on top of them. It was clear that it was still bothering him that he couldn't be with his brother now. Dís set some bread and cheese on the table and seated herself next to him. While they were eating not a word was spoken.

After they had finished breakfast, Dís started to put away the remaining food. It was then she noticed the basket that was standing on the cabinet. She looked in it and shook her head, realising that Thorin had forgotten to take his food with him to the forge again. When Kíli stood up from the chair and headed for the door, she called him back.

"Can you take this to your uncle at the forge before you go into town?" she asked.

"Yes, mom."

Dís gave the basket to Kíli and hugged him.

"Well, go on then." she said. "Oh, and one more thing Kíli. I want you to be home before dinner."

"I will be, mom." Kíli replied, as he opened the door.

He stepped out and closed the door behind him without looking back.

When Fíli reached the lake he discovered that his friends were already waiting for him.

"There you are! Finally. It feels like we have been waiting here for ages!" Bódin said.

"What kept you?" Lóni asked.

"I started to think that you had gotten scared." Náli said, joking.

"My mother wanted to talk with me first before I left." Fíli said while getting his bag off his back and placing it on the ground.

"And of what should I be afraid? The fish? I'm not scared of anything." He said, smiling.

"Well then. Let's get the gear."

They headed for the bushes where they always hid their fishing gear, and once they had gathered everything they then walked over to the lake. They placed the fishing net in the water and secured it on the rocks at the edge of the lake, away from the place where they would be using their fishing rods. When they were done, they all grabbed their fishing rods and went to their own fishing spot.

"Well, let the fishing begin!" Lóni said.

"Yes!" the others exclaimed together.

The sun was shining down and it was extremely warm outside as Kíli walked down the road to the village. But in the far distance there was a large, dark cloud hovering across the mountains. The clouds promised that rain and darkness would come later.

"Normally I would be doing something like this with Fíli." Kíli muttered to himself.

He hadn't done something with his brother for more then a week. Fíli always went out with his friends, it made Kíli feel lonely and he hated it. While he was lost in his toughts he had reached the forge where his uncle worked. He stood in front of the entrance to the forge for a moment, taking a deep breath while trying to calm down his raging thoughts. Once he was finally calm, Kíli opened the door and stepped inside.

Thorin stood in the silence, looking carefully through his orders for the day. He definitely had a lot of work to do, and most of the orders that he'd received were meant to be finished before the next morning came upon them.

"I better get started." He said to himself.

He gathered the materials he needed and headed to the back of the forge. When he had started a fire in the fireplace, he heated some metal and started working on it. Thorin was so occupied with his work, that hours went by without him noticing it. He even didn't notice when someone entered the forge.

Kíli looked around the forge quickly. His uncle wasn't in the front part of the forge, so he was most likely still working at the back. He walked around the counter and walked in the next room, where he found his uncle at the anvil, hammering on a piece of iron

"Uncle?" He recieved no reaction.

"Uncle!" Kíli said, louder this time.

Thorin looked up from his work. "Oh, hello Kíli. What brings you here?"

"Mom asked me to bring you this. You forgot it at home this morning." he said, and handed the basket over to Thorin.

"Oh. Well, thank your mother for being so attentive to send it here for me."

"Okay." Kíli simply said.

"And thank you for bringing it here, of course."

"Sure."

Thorin then noticed that Kíli was looking rather depressed.

"What is amiss, lad?" Thorin asked.

"Nothing." was the only reply he got.

"Kíli…" Thorin looked sternly at his youngest nephew.

"It's just that Fíli hasn't spent one moment with me for more than a week. And I hate it!" Kíli finally answered.

"And why is that?"

"I barely see him anymore. He leaves very early in the morning and often comes home late."

Thorin kept silent, not sure what was really bothering Kíli. So he just decided to wait untill his nephew would continue talking.

"I just want him to notice me again." Kíli continued. "He spends more time with his friends than he does with me."

Kíli averted his eyes, but it was still very clearly visible to Thorin that there were tears showing in his eyes.

"So that's what is really bothering him then." Thorin thought.

He sighed and, abandoning his work for a moment, walked towards where Kíli was standing.

"You feel lonely, don't you?" He asked him.

Kíli nodded and started to sob. Thorin hugged him close.

"Look, Kíli. Fíli just wants to be around children of his own age. But that doesn't mean he doesn't love you anymore. You're still his brother. He just needs more time to himself sometimes." He explained.

"I don't understand." Kíli said.

"One day when you're older you will, lad."

They stood there in silence for a moment. When Kíli had finally calmed down a bit again, Thorin released him. He kept looking at him however.

"Have you told Fíli about how you feel about this?"

Kíli shook his head.

"Maybe you really should talk about this. I'm sure he'll understand."

"Are you sure?" the boy asked.

"I am." He smiled at him.

Kíli smiled a little at that and gave Thorin a hug.

"Thanks, uncle."

Thorin nodded.

"And what were you going to do on this warm day?" Thorin asked.

"Oh, just hanging around town." Kíli replied.

"Well, you better get going then. You don't want to be stuck in this forge, do you?"

Kíli smirked a little at that. "No. Well, I'll be on my way then. Bye, uncle."

Kíli ran out of the door before Thorin could even say something else. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even bother to close the door. Thorin laughed at that and closed the door.

"Such a handful" was the last thing he thought before returning to his work.

So here is chapter 2! I really hope you enjoyed reading it. Please leave a comment and let me know what you think.

Also I want to thank Bluestarshine, Princess Quill and a Guest (I'm sure you know who you are and I hope you will ever read this(; ) for their kind reviews of Chapter 1.

The names ofcourse (as I already mentioned in the summary) the names of the characters belong to J.R.R Tolkien, except for the name Bódin wich I found on this website: Khordaldrum (Dwarven) Name Generator (I'm sorry I didn't use a link to the website. I wasn't able to place it here and I don't know how to fix that).