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When Tomorrow Comes...	By : NessaT Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > General > Lord of the Ring Stars Views: 1345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-When Tomorrow Comes...
- 2-When Tomorrow Comes... Part 2
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Pairing: SB/OB, SB/KU, OB/VM

Rating: NC 17 for sex� although it�s kinda tame in my books

Series: Part 2 of a sequel to Love Story

Summary: What will you do tonight when you realize that tomorrow, whatever that you have shared will be nothing more then fond memories?

Warnings: Not a happy ending.

Beta Reader: Isilaime

Disclaimer: For the first time I can say that not all is false. The EVENTS that took place are of course a figment of my imagination, but the newspaper articles are very real. They are taken from the Complete Sean Bean website and I had of course, used it to my own advantage.

Notes: Thoughts are in italics/ single quotation marks. Memories are in **�**

When Tomorrow Comes� (Part 2)
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Sean stood at the doorway, his hand gripping onto the door handle so hard he was afraid that he might crack it. Orli. Orli was standing right in front of him, his eyes impossibly large as he held his gaze unflinchingly upon Sean�s.
�What can I do for you, Orlando?� he asked carefully, unable to understand why Orli of all people was standing at his door way, like a freeze frame of a memory that he had stored of him in his mind.
Orli said nothing for a long while, head cocked in an unspoken question.
�I�ve come to say goodbye,� he finally said, voice barely above a whisper. And he wanted so badly to take a step forward � to just throw himself into Sean�s arms but didn�t. He couldn�t. Because, he was thinking, �Sean belonged to Karl now.� He had no business touching Sean, much less come to his room at night. But Jesus, the thought of not seeing Sean again after tomorrow� it was more than he could bear. So, he had to come and see Sean once more. If only for a moment.
�I�ll still be around tomorrow, Orlando. I�m not going anywhere until then,� Sean replied, his face expressionless and lips set in a thin line. It was a look Orli was familiar with now. And that look meant that Sean was upset about something. Orlando wondered what it could be.
�You�ve left a long time ago. I�ve just never said a proper goodbye,� Orli reminded him softly, nervously tugging at the hem of his t-shirt. Sean closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Orli knew that he shouldn�t do this to Sean. Knew that Sean did not want to see him. But he couldn�t help it.
�It doesn�t matter. I think you should leave,� Sean said, a pained expression etching itself upon his features, mirroring the look upon Orli�s face.
�Just� just tell me what you want and I�ll give it to you,� Orli said in a final burst of emotions. Too long. He had gone too long without Sean. And he wanted Sean tonight. Just tonight. Orli wanted. And he wanted desperately. He had always, always wanted, but was afraid to ask. But no more. Because he had only tonight to be with Sean.
�What are you asking of me, Orlando?� Sean asked, looking away now. And Orli thought he understood what it meant. He figured that somehow Sean didn�t want to betray Karl by sleeping with Orli. But Orli didn�t care.
He took a step towards Sean and watched the older man retreating further into the room.
�You could pretend I�m Karl,� Orli suggested hopefully. His heart constricted as he looked at the closed expression upon Sean�s face � Karl�s name setting up a new barrier between them just like the man himself.
And it hurt. It hurt somewhere deep in his heart. But it would hurt more if he didn�t do this tonight. Because after tonight, there would be nothing else to reflect upon. Nothing to think about on a lonely night. Because after tonight, all that they had known to exist� all that they had together, would be nothing more than a memory that would eventually fade into nothingness, finally giving way for regret to seep in.
And Orli didn�t want that, because he wanted something to remember for the rest of his life. He wanted Sean. If only Sean wanted him. And so Orli asked, just to make sure.
�Tell me what you want,� Orli said again, and Sean felt his gut twisting inside out. The thoughts of Karl were entangled in his mind, warnings blurred and all semblances of rational thoughts jumbled.
�What do I want?� he asked himself as he watched Orli close the door behind him, those damned eyes looking into his very soul, leaving him exposed� naked.
�What do I want?� Sean asked again as he watched Orli moving towards him, Orli�s eyes shadowed behind lowered lashes as he watched the young man moisten his lips expectantly. And then he knew the answer.
�I want tonight. Let tomorrow look out for itself, the way it always has. Because tonight, I only want �,�
�� you.�
And so Orli kissed him, pressing sweet, tender kisses upon his lips. Soft kisses that seemed to reach right down into his heart, their warmth surging through every inch of his body. Too long. It had been too long.
Orli led him towards the bed, his soft mouth fused onto Sean�s. Their tongues mated and teeth nipped delicately at the soft flesh of their lipsuth uth slanting first one way and then the next. So much tenderness. So much passion. Orli didn�t ever want tonight to end.
Sean cupped Orli�s face tenderly with one hand while the other struggled to undo the buttons upon his shirt. With an impatient murmur, Orli helped, his fingers made clumsy by his eagerness. But finally, the shirt was taken off and Sean had to close his eyes when Orli dipped his head to slide his hot tongue across Sean�s nipples.
Gently, withwith shaking hands, Orlando pressed Sean down upon the mattress, hands moving familiarly over the contours of Sean�s hard body. His fingers moved swiftly to undo the fly upon Sean�s jeans, every now and again slipping underneath the fabric to caress the warm flesh beneath. And it felt good. It felt right. It felt as how it should feel � just pure happiness from being in Sean�s arms once more.
�Just tonight,� Sean murd agd against Orli�s skin as the young man leaned forward purposefully so that his body dragged against Sean�s heated flesh while he straddled the older man.
�Tonight,� Orli promised and moaned when Sean lifted his hips to rub his cock against his.
�Too many clothes,� Sean complained, and so Orli did what Sean wanted. Slowly, he took off his own clothes, enjoying the look upon Sean�s face as he stripped himself bare for Sean to see.
Inch by maddening inch the clothes were removed, slowly exposing smooth, olive skin. And Sean felt that familiar choking feeling he had whenever he saw Orli like this � whenever he saw Orli looking so beautiful and so uninhibited. Looked as if he craved this... craved Sean.
Orlando slipped his fingers between Sean�s lips and closed his eyes when he felt Sean�s firm tongue suckling upon the tips and then proceeded to move those slick fingers to trace the y ouy outline of his nipple, leaving a wet trail on his skin as he did. Sean sighed, his heart fluttering in his chest as he reached out to fondle those twin nubs, gently pinching while Orli threw his head back, his throat working as he swallowed convulsively.
�Lube,� Orli managed to whisper and then fumbled around in the drawer where Sean had vaguely gestured to. He looked at the bottle in his hand with some amusement.
�Baby oil?� he teased.
�Good for sunburns,� Sean grunted and sighed again when Orli slicked the oil over his straining erection. And then with a murmured word of endearment, Orli lowered himself onto Sean�s cock.
Stars and planets collided in his brain. It had been that way with Orli ever since that first time. It was as if nothing had changed. Flashes of colours exploded before his eyes and yet it did nothing to distract that searing heat pooling in his loins as Orli took Sean�s cock deep into his body and began to move.
Up and down. Back and forth. Gently, tenderly and yet with no less passion than that first time months before. In and out. To and fro. Orli setting the rhythm while Sean could do nothing but rocked himself almost franticallespeesperate for release.
�Faster. Orli, please. Faster,� Sean gasped, hands planting themselves upon Orli�s hips.
How could he say no when Sean called his name like that? His heard skipped a beat at the familiar pet name, the word sounding sacred coming out of Sean�s lips.
�Tell me what you want,� Orli whispered again, breath hitching with suppressed tears.
�You. I want you. Orli. Please. Faster,� Sean moaned, his back arching as he strained to bury himself so deeply into Orlando�s body that he was in danger of losing himself all over again.
And so Orlando obliged, increasing their pace to an almost frenzied rhythm as the bed squeaked in time to their torrid love-making. The scent of arousal filled the air as the sweat and musky scent of both men stained the sheets. The smell of men and sex working an of aphrodisiac, fanning both their desires.
And yet Sean whispered still.
�Faster.�
And still Orli obliged. Anything. He would do anything for Sean. He held himself still over Sean and coaxed the older man to thrust upwards into him. Sean followed Orli�s lead eagerly, his hips bucking frantically, soft moans and choked whimpers escalating into cries and groans.
Orli�s voice rang out loudly and clearly over Sean�s guttural exclamations until finally� finally they came � Orli�s body held stiffly over Sean�s as shudders ripped through the very core of his being, while Sean rocked back and forth gently to calm himself after the force of his own orgasm. And then Orli whispered Sean�s name one last time before falling upon the older man, burying his face into Sean�s neck so that Sean could not see his tears.
There was that short momef sif silence punctuated only by their laboured breathing. And then Orli shifted uncomfortably, trying to evade the stickiness that clung to their bodies. He grabbed some tissues to wipe the traces of come away from their skin while Sean moved to strip off the bed sheets, throwing them unceremoniously into a corner of the room.
And then there it was again� that uncomfortable silens ths they looked at one another, contemplating what to say next.
Orli opened his mouth to speak but Sean silenced him with a kiss.
�Tomorrow,� he murmured, his eyelids drooping with exhaustion and the warm after-glow of sex.
�Tomorrow,� Orli agreed, smiling a real, unrehearsed smile for the first time in many months.
Sean lay down with Orli next to him, arms wrapped around the slender body as he drifted off to sleep. Tired but contented.
But Orli didn�t sleep. Couldn�t. Instead, he stayed awake, just staring at Sean�s face while he slept, drinking in his beauty. He didn�t want to sleep for fear that when tomorrow comes all that they had shared would be nothing but a dream, or a memory at most.
Orli didn�t want to sleep. Was determined not to. But fatigue tugged at his eyelids after an hour and he decided to close his eyes briefly after two. And when he did, he imagined how tomorrow would be like. He imagined that Sean was getting into the car to be driven to the airport. Orli was too far away to call out for Sean. Orli was desperate. He hadn�t told Sean that he loved him. But Sean didn�t even look at his direction.
He saw Viggo standing near the car. Orli called out to him. Stop him! Tell him that I love him! Please Viggo! Viggo!
Karl. Karl was getting into the car with Sean. Karl bending forward to press a kiss upon Sean�s lips.
Viggo! Orlando was screaming now. Stop them! And then he called out to Sean. Don�t do this! I love you! Viggo, please� stop them!
But Viggo just looked at him. He didn�t say a word. And so Orli watched Sean and Karl being driven away while he stood there, feet rooted to the ground in disbelief as a hurricane of emotions seemed to wreck havoc in his brain. The memories of Sean�s voice rushing through his head.
�Be happy for me, Orli.�
No! His heart was crying, but Orli was quiet now. Don�t go. Stay.
And in the distance, he could hear the soft sound of a door closing. The door forever shut to any prospects of a future with Sean. Ever.
Sean, he moaned. Tears started to prick at his eyelids, their warmth hurting his eyes, causing them to snap open. He sat blot upright, unaware that he had fallen asleep. But he was aware of one thing. Sean wasn�t in bed.
He was gone.
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Sean hadn�t meant to leave so abruptly when he woke up that morning. He had sincerely thought that they would be able to talk. To make each other understand why it was that Sean had to hurt Orli that way� by sleeping with Karl.
There had been so much to say. So much to confess. And Sean was ready to tell Orli everything. Everything that had been kept in his heart for the last few months.
That was until he heard Orli call out in his sleep.
Orli had been dreaming. His eyebrows furrowed, trapped in a world that he could not escape from. He was thrashing around weakly, his movements waking Sean from his own sleep.
Sean hadn�t tried to wake Orli up, convinced that the dreams would melt away and that Orli would settle down to sleep once more. But then he heard it. Those words riding lightly upon a sigh � soft, but by no means inaudible.
�I love you. Viggo. Please.�
Blood tingled from his head to his stomach and Sean physically winced at that unpleasant, almost painful flip-flop in his gut. Viggo. So it was true. Orli loved his best friend.
�But you already knew that. Karl warned you, didn�t he? He tried to warn you that Orli had been sleeping with Viggo. You knew it had been true all along,� whispered his brain, its voice cold and mocking.
** �Your boyfriend had forgotten about you, babe. He�s fucking Viggo and they�re mad about each other. Can�t you tell?� **
It was Karl�s voice now. Karl�s warning. Karl had been right after all.
�Didn�t think that the boy would carry the torch for you forever did you?� that nasty voice in his head continued.
�But he loves me,� said his heart. Denial was a terrible emotion, infecting one�s soul like a disease.
�Ah. Did he ever tell you that? Did he ever say those words to you? And didn�t you ask him to find another person to love?� the voice chided. And Sean remembered the exchange they had.
** �You�ll find another someone else, Orlando.�**
** �Maybe I will.�**
That had been Orli�s reply. And true to his words, Orli had found someone else. He had found Viggo.
Sean had gotten out of bed quietly, eyes darting warily towards Orli�s sleeping form. He was quiet now. But what needed to be said had been said. What needed to be done had been done. Last night will be something to be reflected upon fondly� perhaps with just a touch of regret that things had resulted in the way they did and always with that heaviness in his heart.
At least, Sean had thought as he hurriedly put on his clothes, at least he had once been the receiving end of Orli�s love. A long time ago. And that had to be enough. Orli had come to say goodbye. And that too had to be enough. He could not hope for anything more.
He picked up his suitcase, ears pricking up as he heard Orli sigh again in his sleep. His hand lifted to rest upon the doorknob. Orli had started thrashing around again. Sean walked back to the bed, softly and with abated breath. Orli was murmuring, this time, the words mercifully made incomprehensible with sleep.
He leaned forward to brush a fleeting kiss against his fore pau pausing to whisper against those damp curls.
�Be happy for me, Orli.�
Orli sighed, calmed somewhat by his voice. And Sean walked away, closing the door behind him. Stood still for a moment, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.
�Be happy for me, Orli,� he had said. Sean walked down the long corridor. Down towards where Orli�s room was. Down the flight of stairs where Karl�s room was. Down towards the lobby where he was pounced upon by the enthusiastic hobbits.
�Be happy for me, Orli. Be happy for both of us� because I don�t think I could ever truly understand the meaning of happiness anymore.�
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Viggo watched the car speeding off into the distance, his expression bland and mouth unsmiling. He listened to Liv blowing her nose gently, sniffing back her tears. He watched, from the corner of his eye, Karl sitting stonily upon a chair, a shot of whiskey in his hand and three more empty glasses upon the coffee table.
The hobbits were quiet, which was something new. And no one seemed to be talking much either due to fatigue as it was three in the morning or due to the fact that Sean Bean�s absence on the set would affect every single person who had ever known him.
�I think I�d better get back to bed,� Elijah was saying, his eyes sad and his voice tired.
�Oi, Karl. Hadn�t you better get some rest? You�ve got to be on the set early today, you cunt,� Dom said, making some attempts at a joke. But Karl was still silent. He didn�t say a word.
�Leave him be, Dom. He needs some time alone,� Billy said in a hushed whisper that was loud enough to be heard anyway.
But finally, one by one they dispersed, leaving Viggo and Karl quite alone.
Quite. But not really.
Viggo could sense his presence ever before turning around to see him. He could literally feel the tension radiating from his very flesh. He turned around to see Orlando standing behind him, shaking and pale. He opened his mouth to say something, but Orli seemed to be unable to remember how to speak.

�He�s gone,� Viggo said, his voice soft and soothing. Orli trembled even more. Even his lips were quivering, but his eyes were dry. He looked as if he was in a state of shock.
Viggo�s eyes took in Orli�s rumpled clothes, his tousled hair and his bare feet.
�Do you need a drink?� he murmured, glad that there was no one else save Karl in the lobby at that point of time. Orli shook his head.
�The tape. Did you tell him about the tape?� Orli said, his voice raw and his chest heaving.
Viggo nodded his head.
�And?� Orli asked. But he already knew the answer. He could see it in Viggo�s eyes.
�I�m sorry Orli. But he couldn�t stay to see you. He was running late. I tried waking you up but you didn�t answer your door. So he left,� he said, reaching out to console the distraught man. But Orli flinched. He still wanted to remember Sean�s hands upon his body.
�Didn�t he say anything? Anything at all?� said Orli, desperation making his words harsh.
�He told me that he only wanted you to be happy. He didn�t say anything else,� he answered, watching the young man carefully. Orli nodded his head once. Jerkily. And then, he turned back to walk to his room.
�Orli� � Viggo began to say but the look oli�sli�s face made him pause for a moment.
�Where are you going?� he asked gently, watching Orli cock his head, as if unsure of the answer.
�Going?� Orli asked, a little confused. Lost. �I�m� I�m going back to bed.�
And Orli walked up the flight of stairs, aware of Viggo�s eyes following him. Aware that in a few minutes, Viggo would follow him to his room. But not tonight, Orli thought as he returned to his room and took out Sean�s sweater from his dresser. The smell still lingers even after so long.
Tonight, nothing will tear him away from the memories of Sean. Not Viggo. Not even Pete. Because tonight, he would think about his Love Story and reflect upon that strange emptiness in his heart.
And so Orli curled up on his bed with that sweater, closed his eyes and started to dream�
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Viggo watched Orlando�s retreating back thoughtfully, wondering when Orli was going to get the fact that Sean wasn�t the person for him. Sean Bean. Sean fucking Bean. But Viggo was a patient man. He would wait. He would wait for the day that Orli would stop thinking about Sean. And start noticing that there was someone better for him. Someone willing to give him more than Sean ever could.
Suddenly he became aware of Karl�s eyes upon his back. He calmly turned back, to see Karl staring right into his eyes, an expression of forced amusement playing upon his face.
�You didn�t tell him about it, did you,� he said, a grin plastered across his face. Viggo raised an eyebrow enquiringly.
�Tell him what, Karl?� His voice was calm. Unconcerned.
�About that fucking tape. The one you tossed into the blender.�
Viggo cocked his head, a puzzled expression upon his face.
�No. I suppose I didn�t,� he said slowly, stroking his chin, eyes glinting with a strange fire.
Karl shook his head and laughed.
�What would he do if he knew,� he chortled.
�Knew what, Karl?� said Viggo, amused at the sight of the man sitting before him.
�That you were the one.� Karl saidl prl pretence of humour fleeing from his face.
�Me?�
�Yeah. You. You did this.�
Karl didn�t look remotely amused now. In fact, he looked livid, his face flushed with anger and alcohol.
�You agreed to this Karl. You were part of it too you know. You have had your fun,� Viggo said, rolling his shoulders lazily.
�You were the one who broke into Sean�s room that night. You were the one who stood there in the closet, watching them fuck. You were the one who took those pictures. You. You did this. All of it.�
Karl�s words tumbled out in a drunken rush, all the while getting angrier as he watched something akin to scorn etched upon the older man�s face.
�Just tell me one thing� How the fuck did you pull it off?�
Viggo sighed tiredly, shaking his head.
�Sean moans like a whore and Orli isn�t any better. The sounds that they made would easily drown out a fire alarm, much less thund und of the camera clicking. And they were fucking with the lights on. The flash on my camera didn�t even have to go off.�
Karl sat in his chair, his shoulders hunched and a hand snaking to his forehead to rub his aching temple.
Viggo shook his head again. He was disgusted now.
�You got what you wanted. You could have had him where you wanted him to be. But you lost him. You screwed it all up. So get over it,� Viggo said, his voice dripping with contempt.
But Karl laughed.
�Do you think that he could ever forget Sean? No one could. He must know that Sean still loves him. Even I could see it. It�s there. In his eyes.�
Viggo rolled his eyes, suddenly very bored and annoyed.
�Then you don�t understand the workings of the heart, Karl.�
Karl raised his eyebrow.
�The heart,� he began, speaking slowing as if he was talking to a dim-witted child. �Sean and Orli�s. Their hearts thrived on words. Words that are spoken. Words that are whispered. But sometimes, meanings are lost � intentions trapped by uncertainties and the emotions of the heart. It�s too easy to hear those words, but not understand their implications. And that�s when things start to go wrong.�
�You�re so full of shit. I�m going to bed.� Karl said, his eyes lowered as he got up unsteadily to his feet. Viggo shrugged, moving forward to reach for Karl�s forgotten drink and tossed in down his throat in a single gulp, welcoming the burn of the liquor.
Karl�s voice calling his name made him turn.
�You know, if they are truly meant to be together, nothing you do could ever keep them apart.�
Viggo smirked. �And you know that won�t happen because I�ll always be there to stop it from happening.�
Karl stared at the man before him while Viggo stared back. And then Karl dropped his eyes, defeated as he left Viggo in the lobby, gloating and victorious.
And somewhere in the space of time, two souls slept� and dreamt of something that had come to be, but somehow never was.
**********
Epilogue
Bloom answers call to arms for Warners' 'Troy' � The Hollywood Reporter
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Nov.13, 2002

"The Lord of the Rings" trilogy star Orlando Bloom is in negotiations to join Brad Pitt and Eric Bana in Warner Bros. Pictures/Village Roadshow Pictures' "Troy" for director Wolfgang Petersen.
Ayup, 'Ere Comes Odysseus - Empire
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05/02/2003

It's all unofficial, mind and not at all confirmed, but our favourite northerner Sean Bean may be bringing a little bit of Yorkshire to Wolfgang Petersen's Troy by playing the wily Greek hero Odysseus.

Speaking on The Jonathan Ross Show on BBC Radio 2, the gravel-voiced lad let slip that he might be joining Brad Pitt and Orlando Bloom in slightly sunnier climes than his native Sheffield

�Troy� ship tested � Times of Malta
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01-May-2003
A Greek ship for the epic movie Troy, which starts filming in Malta next Tuesday, bei being tried and tested in Grand Harbour by the Vittoriosa waterfront yesterday.

Maltese oarsmen are being trained on the vessel, constructed by Cassar Shipyard.

The movie is starring Brad Pitt (Achilles), Eric Bana (Hector), Orlando Bloom (Prince Paris of Troy) and Sean Bean (Odysseus) among others.
The End

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