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There isn’t going to be major, major slash in this story, but there may be enough that if you don’t enjoy that sorta thing, you may not like it. Sorry to those people. I admit that when I first discovered FF.Net, I didn’t read the slash stories, or if I did read one, it was one with only very minor slash. However, at least half the stories here are slash, and after reading many of them I found that I didn’t mind it. So…… I decided that I’d try one myself.
Let me know if it sucks, let me know if it deserves a prize, or just tell me what you thought….. I’m serious, I love reviews, and if you flame me, fine (Although I don’t know why if you hated it so much, you would take the time to read the whole thing, and then tell me. If it were me, I’d just want to get away from it as soon as possible.)
And I’ve just started college, so forgive me if things are running a lil’ slow. I’m super busy but I wanted to put another chapter up because I felt bad not updating for such a long time.
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Lothlorien
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Legolas sat up and looked around. ‘I must have slept past dinner,’ thought Legolas. For darkness surrounded him, and looking out his window, he saw that the sun was no longer in the sky. He spied Veryaserko sleeping on the couch across the room to his right. He was just about to go back to sleep when he heard a soft noise coming from his left. He turned, and to his surprise, Haldir sat in the chair. Legolas was about to ask him what he was doing there when he noticed that his eyes were glazed over. Not wanting to wake him, but fearing that sleeping in a chair all night wouldn’t be comfortable, he decided to tap him gently on the shoulder.
“Haldir,” he said softly. “Wake up.”
Haldir awoke immediately and soon had his arm around the younger elf’s neck, effectively cutting off his oxygen. Looking down he saw who he held, and released him, stammering apologies.
“I would not have woken you if I had known that you would try to kill me,” said Legolas as he rubbed his neck. Seeing Haldir was about to apologize again, he cut him off, “I realize that you did not mean to cause me injury. Do not worry about it. However, I awoke you for I fear that if you sleep in that chair, tomorrow you will be unable to move at all.” He eyed the chair where Haldir still sat. “It does not look comfortable to me.”
Haldir’s mouth quirked up. “It is not. I should retire to my own room.” He went to stand, but had to sit back down immediately as his side ached terribly from his arrow wound. He cursed the race of men under his breath. “I fear I will not be able to return to my duty until my injuries are fully healed.”
Legolas looked at him thoughtfully, and then glanced towards his captain sleeping on the couch. “I would hate for you to have to walk all the way to your talon. And as the couch is taken, you can sleep in my bed. It is bigugh ugh to hold us both.” He lowered his eyes, and to Haldir it looked as if he might be blushing, although it was hard to tell in the darkness.
Haldir stared at Legolas trying to determine his intentions. Finally the pain in his side overcame any reason, and he agreed. He removed his tunic and boots, and Legolas did the same (for he had been fully dressed when he had reached his bed), so that they both wore only their leggings. Legolas slid into the bed first and said a quiet good night.
Haldir followed soon after, and wondered if Lady Galadriel had seen that Legolas would indeed share a bed with him, albeit not in the way Haldir had pictured. He found that this bed was much more comfortable than the chair, and was thankful that Legolas had woken him. However, seeing that half naked body inches away from him, and not being able to touch him was pure agony.
The guardian found himself wondering whether Legolas preferred males or females. Haldir himself preferred males, as well as his brother Orophin, but Rumil was attracted to females. Nobody disapproved in Lothlorien or Imladris of either choice. However, it was well known that Thranduil considered two of the same sex together—unnatural and forbidden. Haldir wondered if Legolas sided with his father, or the other elven realms.
Legolas, on the other hand, was wondering if Haldir knew who he was. The Marchwarden had not reached his position by being dimwitted. In fact, Haldir had probably figured out who he was before Galadriel did. ‘But why does he not say anything?’ wondered Legolas warily. ‘Does he now dislike me because he has found out that I am Thranduil’s son? Have I lost his respect and courtesy because I lied to him about my identity?”
The two elves lay silently, both thinking about the other, until they slowly drifted off to sleep.
Haldir awoke to find that Legolas had already risen, and that Veryaserko was eyeing him disdainfully across from the room. “Good morning,” the guardian said, ignoring the look.
“Don’t even try,” came the reply from the Mirkwood elf as he glared at Haldir.
“Try what?” said Haldir, somewhat confused.
Veryaserko folded his arms across his chest and looked pointedly at where Haldir was still lying in Legolas’ bed. “Do not try to make advances on Legolas. I have seen the looks he gets when he ventures into other realms. And I have seen the looks he gets from you, when you think that nobody is watching you.”
Haldir sat up, and gave the elf his most intimidating look. “Why should I not try to bring him happiness? Do you want him for yourself?”
“I want what is best for Legolas, and that is not you. You may want to help him, but in the end you would only bring him more pain.”
“How would I bring him pain? By offering him comfort, pleasurrienriendship, and maybe even love?” said Haldir angrily.
“You aren’t fooling me, Haldir. I have heard of your reputation, and I don’t mean on the battlefield.” Veryaserko paced back and forth. “You just want my lord for his body. You don’t even think to try to learn who he is. Well, he’s even more beautiful on the inside, and I can only hope that he stays that way, despite the trouble on the horizon.”
Haldir bit back the angry retort on his tongue, and instead sighed and said softly. “I don’t just want Legolas for his body. I have met him before, and I can see what a beautiful soul he has. He is not like most Mirkwood elves (at this, Veryaserko glared at him again), and I would be honored to just be his friend. However, I would like to try to be more than a friend.” Haldir pulled on his tunic and boots and walked over to Veryaserko. “If he does not wish to be more than friends, then I will respect that and will not advance on him further. Is this to your liking?”
“None of it is to my liking, but as long as you do not hurt him, I will not stand in your way. I only want him to be happy,” the captain said. “And if you can chase away his pain and loneliness, then you will have earned my respect and eternal gratitude,” he admitted grudgingly. The two stared at each other for a few minutes and were both startled when Legolas knocked on the open door.
The advisor began to laugh when he saw the captain and the marchwarden jump in the air. “What if I had been an orc?” he said wagging his finger at both of them. “You’d be dead where you stand!”
Haldir and Veryaserko exchanged amused looks. Then the guardian spoke. “I highly doubt that an orc could get all the way to this talon without being spotted by any of my guardians. Not to mention their stench would have reached us long before them.” He paused and smirked at Veryaserko before speaking again. “You however, do not smell like an orc. In fact, you smell lovely,” he said as he ventured closer to the advisor. “What is that scent?” he murmured as he leaned in so his lips almost brushed against Legolas’ neck.
Legolas blushed. “Tis lavender,” he said quietly.
“Mmm, I like it,” said Haldir, smiling when goose bumps formed on the slender neck before him. Legolas blushed even more and sighed as Haldir’s lips whispered into his ear.
‘Why is he acting like this?’ Legolas asked himself as he silently enjoyed Haldir’s attentions. ‘Does this mean that he does not mind my lies to him, or is he merely playing with me?’
“Legolas,” said Veryaserko loudly. Legolas cringed and abruptly stepped back from Haldir. “You need to meet with the Lady momentarily, do you not?”
Haldir smiled and tilted his head, as if listening to the air, and then nodded. “The Lady does not request Legolas’ presence till midday,” he said haughtily as turned to the captain. “However, she requests that ‘you; join her immediately.” He motioned to the door. “She has sent my brother to collect you.”
“How-,” asked the captain, before he was interrupted by a knock on the door. He opened it quickly to find Rumil standing there. “I shall be back as soon as I can,” he said harshly, glaring at Haldir. Rumil exchanged an amused look with his brother as the Mirkwood captain stormed by him. Rumil nodded to Legolas and then closed the door and followed the other elf.
Haldir stepped close to Legolas once more. “Do my actions displease you?” he asked softly as he ran his finger down Legolas’ sensitive ear.
Legolas shuddered as a wave of pleasure coursed through him. Haldir smiled and gently sucked on the tip, causing Legolas to gasp. “Nay, they do not displease me,” he answered. “But I cannot,” he said as he put his hand on the guardian’s chest in order to push him away.
Haldir reluctantly stepped back, although he kept Legolas’ hand on his chest. “Why not, my prince?” he asked coyly.
“Uh, I mean, well,” Legolas stuttered as he felt the muscles under his hand. Then startled, he wrenched his hand away. “What did you call me?” he asked cautiously.
“My prince. You are the son of a king, are you not?” the guardian asked as he went to take Legolas’ hand. He didn’t expect Legolas’ reaction.
Legolas violently shoved the March Warden away from him. “You know!” he shouted as he spun away and dashed for the door.
Haldir grabbed his arm. “I figured out your secret, yes; however I have told no one, and neither have the Lord and Lady. It will stay a secret if you wish it.” He brushed Legolas’ hair behind his ears, and was surprised to see tears in the elf’s eyes. “Do not cry, my prince,” the guardian murmured as he stroked the other elf’s back.
“Do not call me that,” Legolas said shakily. “I am nobody’s prince.”
Haldir’s heart ached for his companion. “You are ‘my’ prince, and I will not let anyone hurt you ever again,” he vowed as he crushed Legolas against his chest. Legolas only wept in response.
The two of them stayed that way for several minutes until Legolas’ tears slowed. “You cannot keep me from being hurt,” said Legolas slowly. “For the past will always pain me,” he whispered as his eyes met Haldir’s. For that, Haldir had no answer. He just gazed sadly at the prince, and then embraced him once more.
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AN: Okay, I know this wasn’t that long…. But I wanted to give you something to read…. I’ll try to put out another chapter as soon as I can. Please bear with me!
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