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Bleeding Blue Kunoichi – Alfred will get what's coming to him, trust me on that.

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The Perfect Moment

Fira ran her hands down her dress with a small smile. The company had spent the entire day resting at the Masters house in order to give Fili some time to recover. Everyone had been to see him and Fira had watched on as Kili all but clung to his older brother. Two hours ago Mithiel had told them that Fili's leg was fine. Certainly fine enough for him to join them. Whilst Thorin had begun making plans to leave the next morning Fira had watched Mithiel like a hawk. It didn't take over an hour to check a healing wound. But each time she tried to bring up the topic of Fili; the elf would just change the subject. Fira sighed. She'd get the truth from Mithiel one way or the other.

She glanced down at her dress. The people of Laketown didn't have much but the entire company had been showered with gifts. One of which was a dark green gown. There were no jewels or trimmings save for a few white flowers on the hem. It had been too small for Mithiel and so Fira had snatched it up. Just like the dress in Rivendell it has been made for a child. Or at the very least a girl who wasn't as…developed as she was. It stretched over her chest but it wasn't noticeable.

"Fira?"

At the sound of Kili's voice Fira tore herself away from the mirror. He knocked again and she scrambled into her boots.

"Give me a minute."

Pulling her hair clasp from her tunic pocket she pulled the front sides away from her face and clipped them into place. Her hair now brushed past her chest and she couldn't help run her fingers through it. Smiling to herself she moved towards the door and pulled it open.

"Kili?"

Glancing up and down Fira couldn't believe it. Kili's worn and battered clothes had been replaced with a dark brown tunic and a thick woollen coat. He still wore his belt and Fira could see him tugging at the sleeves nervously.

"They itch a bit," he admitted. Shaking her head Fira shut the door behind her as Kili took her by the hand

"You look stunning," he kissed her on the cheek, "absolutely stunning."

Linking arms with him Fira leant her head against Kili's chest.

"How's Fili?"

"He's fine," she could hear the relief in Kili's voice, "Thorin wanted him to stay in bed tonight but he insisted on joining us."

The Master had insisted on throwing the dwarves a feast to wish them well and Fira tried not to think about tomorrow. Up until now Smaug hadn't entered her thoughts. After all there had been enough times where reaching the mountain had seemed impossible. But now they were actually here! They were a day away from it.

"Fira?"

Forcing a smile onto her face Fira glanced over at Kili who was peering at her.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes," Fira hoped her nod was convincing enough, "Yes I'm fine."

Kili hugged her close, "Just think…in a few days this will be over."

Fira nodded; unable to share in his enthusiasm.

Fira wasn't sure what she had expected when a feast had been mentioned. She hadn't been expecting this! In the Master's house there was a huge hall – no doubt used for meetings and such. It had been decked out with food, drinks, decorations and music. Holding onto Kili Fira wondered just how many people had managed to pack themselves into this one room. All of them towered over her and she couldn't help but look down at the floor to avoid craning her neck. Kili mumbled something but all Fira was aware of was being dragged off towards a small corner. Glancing up she realised the others were holed up here. Fili was the only one sitting down. Even though he gave the occasional wince he Fira could tell he was fine. Smiling she noticed Mithiel was standing right by Fili. Kili must have seen it too because he sent the pair and cheeky smile. Fili glared at this and Fira raised an eyebrow.

"So we have a feast thrown in our honour and all you lot can do is sit here and do nothing?"

"I was just thinking that," Bilbo piped up. Fira forced herself not to laugh at the state of him. The thick woollen tunics suited the dwarves due to their bulk. But Bilbo was too short for his clothes to look anything but massive. However, to avoid offending him she simply nodded. Bilbo glanced around him.

"In Bag End you couldn't stop partying! I'd have thought now that we were so close there'd be nothing stopping you?"

Fira nodded and she could see Fili, Kili and Ori seemed equally confused. Balin smiled sadly.

"It's not that we don't want to party…but the last time we were all here out home was being taken from us. Families were being torn apart. The city of Dale was aflame. Things like that stay in peoples minds."

Bilbo gave a small nod and Fira reached for Kili's hand. However, before the mood could dampen any more Balin's smile was back.

"But there's no reason why you lot have to sit and mope with us," he winked at Kili, "Go and have a dance and get some food down ye."

"Oh…well…" Fira bit her lip but Kili was already pulling her onto the floor. Tripping over her long skirts Fira grabbed his hands; trying not to blush as he wrapped his arm around her waist; his hand resting on the small of her back.

"Kili…" Fira shook her head, "I can't dance!"

He winked at her, "Neither can I really. I don't think our stunts in Bag End really count."

As the music started Fira was forced to cling on to Kili has he moved her around the floor. His lips moved close to her ear.

"Plus Alfred hasn't stopped watching you since we entered," he hissed, "I don't want him going anywhere near you."

Peering over Kili's shoulder Fira realised he was right. Alfred gave her a sly smile and she forced her gaze back onto Kili's face. Forcing herself to relax Fira found that she was moving with far more grace than she had expected. Kili held her close.

"I thought you said you couldn't dance?"

Unable to avoid a blush Fira just shrugged.

"Maybe I've had bad partners until now."

Grinning Kili spun her round just as the music ended. He gave a low bow and Fira took his hands; pressing a kiss on his lips.

"Something's going on between Fili and Mithiel," she mumbled as she moved away. Kili nodded.

"I know. I think Fili's waiting until a good moment to tell Thorin."

At the mention of his uncle Fira bit her lip. Ever since they had arrived in Laketown something had been up with Thorin. He seemed a lot cooler, more closed off than before. Fira shook her head. She was just imagining it. Besides, they were so close he was probably worried something would turn up at the last minute and stop them. As Kili led her back towards the others she could see knowing looks on their faces.

"I never knew you were such a good dancer Fira."

Smiling at Bofur Fira sat down next to Mithiel as Kili moved towards his brother. Given that they were both out of ear shot from the others Fira glanced at Mithiel. As expected her gaze never left Fili. Fira cleared her throat.

"Not distracting you am i?"

Blushing Mithiel shook her head and turned her back on the others. Fira eyed Fili one last time.

"So then…anything you want to tell me?"

At first she thought Mithiel would simply deny it again. However the elf nodded.

"Don't tell anyone…but we kissed."

Fira's mouth dropped at this and Mithiel gave an excited nod.

"Well," Fira licked her lips, "What happened?"

"I was alone with him and he spoke to me. He was delirious, he thought I was someone else. He wanted to know if I could love him," tears sprung to Mithiel's eyes, "Later on I saw him and he just came out with it. He said he was in love with me."

"And you told him how you felt?"

"Of course! Mind you I was too shocked to answer at first. But I said how I felt…and he kissed me."

Leaning over Fira hugged her friend hard. Mithiel smiled.

"But don't say anything. He doesn't want Thorin to know just yet. He's worried about him. He thinks the mountain might be affecting him."

Fira nodded, "I've been thinking that as well. Ever since we got here he's been different."

Mithiel opened her mouth when Fira was aware of someone standing over them. Turning round she bit down on her cry when she saw Alfred smiling at her.

"Might I have the next dance?"

"I…" Fira bit her lip as Alfred placed his hand on her shoulder. Looking over she saw Kili was busy talking with Thorin and so hadn't noticed. Licking her lips she shook her head.

"No thank you…I'm not a good dancer."

"Rubbish," before she could say anything Alfred pulled her to her feet. Fira was aware of Mithiel doing the same and she pulled her hands from his.

"No thank you," narrowing her eyes she hoped he got the message. It took a few seconds but Alfred then nodded and moved away. Trying to hide her shaking hands Fira turned back to Mithiel who was shooting daggers at the moving figure.

"He's a creep," she spat. Fira nodded before looking at Kili. Already she could see him and Fili downing their drinks. Shaking her head she moved her chair so it was right by Mithiel's; all the while her hand hovering over the knife strapped to her thigh. If Alfred came near her again she would be ready.

He didn't. He didn't have the chance. Fira stuck close to the dwarves for the rest of the evening and every time Alfred moved near her and Mithiel the dwarves would draw a weapon or get to their feet. As the night wore on Fira tried to suppress her yawns. She would have to go bed soon. Thorin had warned them of the early start.

"Fira?"

She glanced up to see Kili holding out his hand. He gave a tired smile and Fira could see no sign of the alcohol he had drank.

"You're tired. You should get some rest."

Taking his hand Fira couldn't help but be a bit confused. Even if she was going to bed she didn't need Kili to escort her. Maybe he was trying to keep her safe from Alfred. Not bothering to say anything Fira allowed Kili to lead her through the throng of people until they came to the stairs. She rubbed his shoulder.

"You can stay with the others if you want. My rooms not far."

He shook his head, "And leave you alone for a ton of drunk men to follow? I think not."

Sensing she would get nowhere Fira's protest died on her lips. Kili took her hand and she followed him up the stairs. As they walked Fira couldn't help but notice how nervous Kili was. She couldn't blame him – tomorrow they would be facing a dragon after all. Walking along the corridor Fira paused outside her room.

"Well…I guess I'll see you in the morning."

Kili bit his lip, "Could I talk to you first. In private?"

Opening the door Fira nodded. As Kili shuffled past her she frowned. Now that she thought about it he had been like this all night. Nervous and worried about what he was saying. Shutting the door she watched as Kili paced up and down.

"Kili?"

He didn't answer and she couldn't help but be nervous.

"Kili what is it? What's happened?"

"No…no nothing's happened…not yet any way."

Licking her lips Fira moved towards the table opposite her bed. Her new travel clothes were folded on top and she pulled the clasp from her hair - laying it gently on top. Turning round she stumbled backwards and her mouth dropped.

"Kili?"

He beamed at her. Fira shook her head at the sight. She was imagining it. She had to be. Kili had gotten down onto one knee and he was holding a ring out to her. A gold ring with an emerald encrusted in the top. As she looked closer Fira saw the band had been carved into what could only be a crest. Kili's crest.

"Kili what are you doing?"

He raised an eyebrow, "Fira I think you know what this is."

She nodded, "But…I mean…"

She stopped talking and Kili took her hand.

"Fira I want to marry you. If I could I'd marry you right now! Ever since I met you I have loved you and I have sworn to do right by you. I know I'm not the most handsome dwarf or the best fighter…but I would do whatever it took to see you were safe and treated the way you deserved. So…would you…would you do me the privilege of becoming my wife?"

Fira couldn't speak. Nodding she fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around him. Pressing her face into her neck she kissed his shoulder.

"Yes! Oh Valar yes!"

Laughing Kili stroked her face before pressing his lips to hers. To avoid falling over Fira had to place one hand on the floor whilst cupping his neck with the other. Breaking apart she watched as Kili's shaky fingers slid the ring onto her finger.

"Oh Kili it's beautiful!"

He gave an immodest nod, "I carved it myself. I used Bifur's tools for the tricky bits," he winked at her, "All those times me and Fili were on watch I'd just sit there and work on it."

"But I don't understand? That means you had it before tonight."

Kili nodded, "Fira I've had it since we found that troll cave."

Fira gaped at him, "Kili we weren't…you didn't even know I loved you!"

He nodded, "I know. I had a backup plan just in case. But after Rivendell I just knew. And since escaping Azog I've been trying to find the right moment. Given we're about to go up against a dragon I guess that moment is now."

Nodding Fira said nothing as Kili pulled her to her feet. Kili ran his fingers through her hair and Fira couldn't help but lean against him.

"Somehow I'm not looking forward to going back to my own room," he mused.

"Spend the night here," Fira smiled at him. Kili's eyes widened by the slightest of fractions. Sensing she might have said the wrong thing Fira shook her head.

"You don't have to! I mean…I'd like it if you did…but…"

Kili placed a finger to her lips, "Fira I don't want you out of my sight until I die."

Nodding Fira realised she was pushing Kili's woollen coat off his shoulders. Her lips grazed his collarbone.

"We never did finish what we started at Beorns did we?"

Kili's mouth moved across her forehead, "No…we never really got the chance."

Easing his coat off Fira smiled and her eyes darted to the bed. Taking her hands Kili kissed the ring before nodding.

"Are you sure Fira?"

Fira said nothing and instead allowed Kili to reach around her waist until he came to the laces on her dress. At first the feeling of him pulling the ribbon away sent warmth through her body. But as the back fell open and Kili rested his hand on her bare back Fira paused.

"Kili…"

Breaking off his kisses Kili frowned at her.

"What's wrong?" The worry increased in his eyes, "Fira if you don't want this...?"

"No I do. I really do. It's just…" she rubbed her arms nervously and Kili gave a small nod. Licking her lips Fira glanced at her hands. She had been so used to seeing them that they didn't matter as much. But her arms were in a far worse state. Supposing Kili was repulsed by them? Kili's lips grazed hers.

"They don't matter to me my love. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met."

Nodding Fira began unlacing Kili's tunic. However her hands kept slipped on the laces and he gently moved her hands away – pulling his tunic over his head.

"Kili…"

Shaking his head he gathered her up in his arms before crossing the room towards the bed. Kili kicked his boots off whilst gently laying her down. As he lay over her Fira pressed kisses down his chest whilst Kili did his best to pull her dress off. Fira wasn't aware of the moment it came away. One second fabric stroked her skin and the next Kili was kissing her arm. Her eyes fell on the scars but before she could think about them Kili gently turned her face away.

"Forget about them," he moaned as the kisses became far more passionate, "Forget about them Fira."

She did. As Kili undid his trousers Fira couldn't stop herself. Their legs rubbed together whilst she pressed kisses on his nose, face, neck, shoulders, lips, just about everywhere on his upper body. Kili held her hands; his long hair tickling her face. Their legs became tangled up as their bodies rubbed against each other. Fira had never experienced anything like this before. Allowing Kili to take the lead she opened herself up to him.

Lying back in the bed Kili said nothing as he pulled the blanket over Fira's sleeping form. Running a finger down one of her scarred arms he gave her a small smile. She was so beautiful and yet she seemed determined to see herself as ugly. Kissing her hand Kili re-arranged her pillows so she was more comfortable. Putting an arm around her he pulled her against him; unable to resist kissing her hair.

"Kili?"

At the voice Kili glanced up to see the door open and Fil's head pop around the corner. His brother opened his mouth before blushing.

"Sorry…I didn't realise."

"It's fine," Kili smiled, "Rather you than Thorin."

Fili nodded before glancing at Fira.

"She said yes then?"

Nodding Kili glanced down at the ring on Fira's finger. Fili licked his lips.

"I just came to say goodnight."

Nodding Kili watched as Fili left. Sitting back he glanced down at Fira sadly.

Tomorrow they would face a dragon. Should anything happen to Fira his life wouldn't be worth living.

THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED! What better way to celebrate Valentine's day than by Kili proposing to Fira? Ever since they got together in Rivendell I've been planning this moment so hopefully it didn't disappoint anyone. Yes Alfred will be punished for doing what he did to Mithiel but firstly we have Smaug to face as well as old adversaries! Let me know what you think xxx