Okay okay! Here's the 2nd chapter! I'm sorry, I've noticed that the dictionary in a previous chapter is not exactly clear. I saw it after I'd uploaded it, sorry once again! Now, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter.

*already repaired*

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~~~~Chapter 2~~~~

In the half of the way to Moria, they made a camp near a forest, because evening was coming slowly. They need a few hours to regain their strengths. Aragorn and Gandalf decided to take a walk, wanting to look around, so they went for a small patrol. Sam was cooking something, Frodo next to him. Pippin was asleep, and Merry seemed like he will be soon too. Gimli and Boromir were talking. Legolas sat opposite them looking at the trees.

"He really did that?" he heard Boromir.

"Yes! The Elvenking imprisoned my father and his companions, he didn't care they were on an important mission." said Gimli, pointing to Legolas.

He decided not to join the talk to defend his father, because Gimli was right. His father didn't care, as always. He didn't care even for his only son, who is his only family.

His decision to stay quiet didn't work because Gimli started talking directly to him.

"What? You have nothing to say?" he asked angry.

"No."

"You see Boromir? Elves are just very arrogant."

"Tell me, son of Glóin, how many elves do you know to say about us such things?" asked Legolas.

Gimli snorted angry and didn't answer. He care not, how many elves does he know, he care about the past of his father.

"Because they are true! Based on real events!"

"If you say so."

"Why aren't you talking with Boromir, huh? And why aren't you talking with other humans? I can take a bet it's because you are too proud for that."

"You can nothing, Gimli. And you know nothing. I'm not too proud to talk with humans. See that I'm talking to a dwarf now? If I was arrogant, I wouldn't do so."

"Excuse you?! You are just another irritating being. You are like your perfect father. You all are like him!"

"I am no my father. I'm not like him, and I will never be."

"Say what you want, mr. Perfect. I know what I should know. I know you're arrogant if you agree with it, or not!"

"I am not. Stop insulting me."

"So what are you like if not too proud, huh? Talk with Boromir and I will make myself sure!"

The elf looked at the human and swallowed nervously. He didn't feel strong enough to do so.

"I don't need to prove it."

"That's what I thought! You are another arrogant, irritating and mean elf with no respect to humans and many other beings."

"Yeah, that's kinda true, is it not? Why you don't want to talk to me? You act like a child who knows nothing about world and relations with others." finally hissed Boromir.

In this moment, Legolas could no more. He was hurt by Gimli's words. If he only knew the truth, would he talk like that?

He stood up quickly and ran away, hiding into the forest.

"Yeah run! It's the only one thing you elves can do!" he heard Gimli shouting but didn't care.

He walked away some meters farther than their camp and climbed on the tree. He sat on the branch and let his tears be spilled. Why Gimli was so cruel? Why Boromir talked to him like that? He knew that maybe this situation looked like thinking about himself better, but it isn't true. It isn't right. He hid his head in his knees and start quietly sobbing.

In the camp the atmosphere wasn't specific, as if no one noticed the elf's gone.

"I made a stew." said Sam giving a bowl to Frodo.

"Did I hear a stew? A meal, it means?" jumped from the sleep to his feet Pippin.

Frodo laughed and everyone sat around the cooking halfling. Sam slowly, gave to his companions a bowl of warm soup with some potatoes. Finally, Aragorn and Gandalf came back.

"The path is clear. We have no worry about it." began Gandalf.

"When are we going?" asked Frodo.

"There's no need to hurry. It will be safer to go at night, so just eat and rest."

"Awesome!" smiled Merry.

Aragorn looked around searching for his elven friend but he was not around.

"Where's Legolas?" he asked.

Everyone looked at him silently. Hobbits didn't even notice his absence.

"He seemed to be too arrogant and too perfect for us to talk." hissed Gimli.

"What?"

"Yeah, I told him to talk to Boromir to prove that he isn't better than mortals. But he seems like he does not care. He doesn't like us, no doubt."

"What? What have you done?!" he jumped to his feet.

"Where are you going?" asked Gandalf.

"I must find him!" he said and took his sword, just in case. "I will be right back!"

Gandalf nodded and Aragorn disappeared from his sight behind the trees.

"What happened?" asked Boromir.

"You happened, you fools." answered Gandalf taking away his pipe. "Do not talk to him like to some creature, he has feelings too."

"We didn't do anything wrong."

"Of course." he said sarcastically

~~~o*o~~~

Aragorn was passing trees nervously. Darkness didn't help him.

"Legolas!" he called loudly.

No answer. Luckily, he was a ranger. So he could easily track his friend. He was worried, the elf must be scared and sad now. He was running when he heard a weak sob over the ground. He looked up and saw a blonde, light person sitting on the branch.

"Legolas?" he asked climbing the tree. Good for him that when he was little, he used to climb trees and hide from his brothers.

He got there and saw his friend crying.

"Oh Legolas..." he whispered embracing him with all love and grief he could feel right now.

"Estel..." he whimpered weakly. "Estel, I'm afraid... they hate me, they think I am arrogant.. I can't deal with the memories on my own."

"Hush, mellon nîn. It's alright, it's all over." his embrace was strong, but gentle.

"I cannot.. cannot forget.. Boromir looks like one of them... they are so similar.." he whimpered again. "They hurt me. Their words are like blades"

"I know.. I know.. whatever they said to you, forgive them their harsh words. They are no aware of what you're coming through."

"It is not my fault..." he sobbed, another tear appeared on his light face.

"I know. It has never been. And it will never be."

"What if I deserve it? It all what have happened. Maybe it was a punishment..."

"No, Legolas, don't say that. You never did anything wrong, you'd been, you are and you will be a good person. Always. What has happened to you was just unfair coincidence. Don't think about yourself less than you really are."

"Y-you don't hate me because of that? You don't think I'm dirty? Too hopeless for you and your friendship?" he looked at him, his blue eyes very wet.

"Of course not. You've been my best and dearest friend so far. You still are. No matter what other person did to you. You're not dirty. You are innocent Legolas."

The elf smiled lightly, wiping his tears.

"Hannon le." he whispered very quietly. Aragorn released him from his brotherly embrace and put a hand on his back.

"Let's go back now. We're going soon."

"No, Aragorn, I don't want to come back yet... I.. need a moment." he whispered looking into his friend's grey eyes.

"Of course. Should I leave you alone now?" he stood up but the elf grabbed his hand.

"No! Please, don't leave me." he whimpered.

"Never, mellon nîn." he sat down again. "I will never do such a thing." he sighed.

They sat in the silence and only a light breeze was heard among trees.

"Estel..." he began quietly after a few minutes.

"Yes?"

"... I'm cold." he closed his eyes.

Aragorn looked at him with concern, his eyes widened.

"What?" he put a hand on Legolas' forehead.

He was truly cold, even if he wasn't supposed to be. Aragorn knows that his situation now is not good, but his state worries him more and more.

"Let me warm you up." whispered Aragorn and hugged him once again, trying to give his warmth to him.

Legolas only sobbed but didn't cry. He needs to be strong. The quest requires it.

"Th-thank you." he whispered weakly.

"Don't mention it. Are you better now?"

Legolas nodded as an answer. He feels safe next to his friend, he feels loved.

"We must go back now. I hear Gandalf. He's waiting for us..." said the archer looking at his friend

Aragorn nodded and stood up, waiting for Legolas to do the same, and they together jumped off. They rushed to the group.

"Look who appeared! Mr. Perfect has decided to comfort us with his presence."

"Leave him alone Gimli."

"No Aragorn. It's fine. We have more important things to do, don't we?" he decided to ignore the dwarf's comments and enjoy the chance to discover new friendships.

The night has come and they were close to their pursue. Legolas saw Frodo and Gandalf talking since they have left their camp.

He was walking next to Aragorn who he has trusted the most. His scars were still fresh in his heart, and the presence of his friend comforts him a little.

"The walls of Moria!" he heard Gimli. "Dwarf doors are invisible when closed."

"Yes, Gimli, their own masters cannot find them if their secrets are forgotten." whispered Gandalf.

"Why doesn't it surprise me?" asked Legolas desiring to get a revenge for the dwarf whose words hurt him.

Aragorn chuckled as quiet as only his elvish ears could hear that. He heard also Gimli, snorted in an answer.

They were passing a small lake, Legolas felt evil in its waters. Frodo slipped but didn't fall. The hobbit looked at the dark lake without a word.

"Well, let's see. Ithildin. It mirrors only starlight and moonlight." began Gandalf and the moon appeared on a dark sky.

The wall started shining and finally, the door illuminated with a blue light.

"It reads "The doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter."" read Gandalf an elven riddle.

"What do you suppose that means?" asked Merry.

"Oh, it's quite simple. If you are a friend you speak the password and the doors will open." answered the wizard.

"The password?" asked Pippin.

"Annon Edhellen edro hi ammen!" he shouted.

Legolas closed his eyes hearing his soft language. But the door didn't open.

"Nothing's happening." said Pippin.

Gandalf looked back at him but then, he turned to the door and came up to it, pushing them.

Legolas came up to Sam and his pony.

"Beautiful animal." he said with a small smile.

"I know. I got him from my dad. He was more into horses and didn't need a pony."

"What's his name?" he asked petting it.

"Bill. He is the best pony I could ask for."

"I see. I feel a strong bound between you two." he looked at the halfling.

"Really? I mean.. yes, of course. I love him but I didn't know he loves me too."

"Now you know" he smiled lightly.

"Elves are so amazing..." he smiled back. He always wanted to meet one. Now, he is with him in the same fellowship, that feels like a dream.

Legolas now walked up to the place where he had stood before. Gandald was still thinking about the password.

"I once knew every spell in all the tongues of the Elves, Men, and Orcs." said Mithrandir.

"What are you going to do, then?" asked Pippin.

"Knock your head against these doors, Peregrin Took! And if that does not shatter them and I am allowed a little peace from foolish questions I will try to find the opening words." he stood up and came up to still shining doors trying another spells.

Legolas walked up to Pippin, who looked at him.

"He hates me." he said.

"No, he doesn't. He is just... specific. But don't worry, you'll see he likes you one day." he smiled but didn't wait for an answer.

He turned back and saw Aragorn with Sam.

"The mines are no place for a pony, even one so brave as Bill." said the ranger.

Sam looked at him with sadness.

"Bye-bye Bill. I will miss you." he petted him once more time and let him loose.

"Go on, Bill, go on." he also petted him. "Don't worry Sam, he knows the way home."

"I know... but I will miss him."

"I can imagine."

"Do you have a friend you could die for?"

Aragorn smiled and looked at Legolas, who was standing next to Pippin.

"Yes, I do." he said quietly and gently, still smiling lightly.

"You know mr. Aragorn? Mr. Legolas told me he feels a bound between me and Bill."

"He did?" he asked.

"Yes. Elves are the best, aren't they?" he smiled.

Aragorn smiled back and nodded.

"Yes, indeed they are." he answered and saw Legolas' worry look on his face. "Excuse me Sam. I must check something." he said and walked away from the hobbit.

He came up to his friend concerned. The elf looked at him. Aragorn knew this gaze.

"What is it?" he asked.

"The water. There's something dangerous and evil in it. I can't tell what it is." he whispered and their gazes met.

Aragorn looked at the lake with worry, when he saw Merry throwing small stones to it. He came up to him leaving his friend behind. He caught a hobbit's hand before he could throw another one.

"Do not disturb the water." he whispered.

Merry looked at him, then, on the lake, and again at him. He nodded after a moment, when he heard Gandalf.

"Oh, it's useless!" he shouted throwing his staff on the ground.

Aragorn came up to Legolas, so did Boromir. The elf flinched when the man stood next to him. Boromir looked at him with questionable gaze seeing the elf staring at his face focused.

"What? I have something on my face?" he asked.

"N.. no." he answered quietly.

Boromir looked at him once again.

"Elves are, indeed, strange beings." he said and walked away.

Legolas felt a hand on his back. It was Aragorn. He sighed at the touch of his friend and they both saw someting moved in the water. They looked at each other but didn't say anything. If Gandalf doesn't find a password soon, something will get interested in them...

T.B.C

Dictionary:

mellon nîn - my friend

I want to add I don't know when the next chapter will be uploaded but I will try my best to find some time. Have a nice weekend 3