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Underneath it all	By : ladyazmodan Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7343 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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(Legolas/Edwen, Legolas/Haldir Legolas/Elrohir
Legolas/Elladan Legolas/Erestor Glorfindel/Elladan Erestor/Haldir)
Warnings; MPREG, angst, light BDSM
* N17*
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Underneath it all
(this is based on a plotbunny by Cheysuli, about that
Legolas is pregnant, but don't know who the father is)
Chapter 1 - The family ghost.

"What?" I shook my head, as if the message didn't go in clearly. "No, no, no," I whispered. But the healer just sat down next to me on the cot. "I am afraid so, my prince"
I felt myself pale and wrapped my arms around myself. "but that is - just not possible. Not, possible." I whispered in a broken voice.
The healer tried to lay a comforting arm around me, but I flinched from his touch.

My world had shattered; how could this be? I am a male, males don't get pregnant, that is one of the marvellous things about been born male. But yet, it had happened. I vaguely heard the healer ask me if I was ok, but I just shook my head, and stood up from the cot. He called for me once more, and I turned around. Tell anyone and you're dead," I hissed and ran out of the healers talan.

I needed air, needed space to think. Though no coherent thought would come to me. What should I do? How could this happen? This was just too surreal for me to understand. Males didn't get pregnant.

/Freak/

I sighed and sat down on a large log in my father's garden. And then the horrible truth struck me, sending chills down my spine. 'Who is its sire?' I thought. I came to no conclusion; this summer had been a fun one indeed. I sighed, no matter how much I tried to count, and rule some out, there was at least four that could have sired this... this... abnormality.
I didn't even have someone to share my fall from grace, no one to call upon, and none to turn to.
I had to do this alone.

/Alone/

I heard my own voice let out a strangled cry. And I stood up again, leaving the gardens, for even these magnificent surroundings was poisoned for me. I made my way back to the healers talan, and knocked gently on the doorframe. He turned around with a smile, but when he saw that it was I, he frowned.
"Forgive me my harsh words healer, you just took me by surprise," I said and looked at the cot. The healer smiled and took my arm to guide me towards the primitive bed. "Would you please tell me what I should expect?" I whispered, and looked up at the healer.
The Healer's gentle features darkened. "I do not know, I have never seen a male pregnancy before," he said softly.
The despair rolled over me like a giant wave, and I felt my tears fall on my hands in my lap. "Then where does that leave me" I sobbed, and this time allowing the comforting arm around my shoulders.

"I could send word to Elrond, for the Lord of Imladris is sure to know something about this," the healer offered. My eyes widened in fear "No," I whispered. "No, he would surely tell my father
The healer squeezed my shoulder. "But this is the only option I have," he said.
"I care not!" I hissed "Thranduil will not look kindly upon his only son, his hope, and his shooting star falls pregnant, like a common maid." I shook my head and looked at the healer. I must have appeared lost and frightened, for the healer got this understanding yet saddened look to him.
"How could this have happened?" I asked with a small voice.

The healer smiled, amused. "Like it always did my prince."

I sighed and closed my eyes. "That is not what I meant, I am not a child" I turned my head to look directly at the meek healer. "Males do not get pregnant." I whispered. "And yet, I am."
Now it was the healer's turn to shake his head. "I do not know - again I would need Lord Elrond's knowledge, and books."

Apparently I would get no answers here. The answers I had hoped and craved so desperately for.

I gave the healer a sad smile and stood up. "I trust you will keep quiet about this." The healer bit his lip, and I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Please." Finally he gave me a reluctant nod.

"Hannad," I whispered and left the healer's talan just as silently as I had entered. I headed for my own chambers; I needed to think, this message had turned my whole world upside down. I needed answers where I had none, needed a confidant where there was no one to be found.. I can't recall ever feeling this alone. Ever.

/Alone/

All my life I had been around other elves, acting carefree and merry, for I had no reason not to. I was the king's only son so it mattered not how I acted; they adored me anyway, for the simple reason that I was the prince.
But things were about to change, I could feel it in my bones.

And as I slumped down on my bed, I made a promise to myself - this would be my secret, until it could be kept no longer. I was afraid of my father's reaction; what would he do once he found out?
Would he ban me from Mirkwood or something worse?

I let my hand rest on my abdomen. It was a strange thought - that a life dwelled inside. My womb should be cold, but yet it was not.

Why?

No answer came to my mind, and no reassurance.

I poked my abdomen hard." Are you in there?" I whispered, instantly feeling stupid. What was I doing? Talking to this *thing* inside me. I shook my head at my own folly.

I laid there in my bed and watched the moon as it rose and shone its white light. When I had begun to let my mind wonder, I did not know. But I found myself trying to fervently recall every lover I had had recently. Why was I thinking of this?
I should rather be thinking up a way of to get rid of this *thing* instead.

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I had successfully ignored my condition for moons. But this morn, I noticed my abdomen had swollen. I paled as the gruesome reality hit me; this was going to happen, this was real and not some stupid childish nightmare. I franticly searched the room and found my leather vest; that could be tightened and then hopefully no one would notice.
As I tightened the leather as tight as I could, a wave of nausea struck me. I knew somehow this was my body telling me it was wrong, and that I should loosen the pressure. But I refused to listen.

I intended to carry on my duties as I always had, until I was not able to do so anymore. And I was sure I could hide this for a long, long time.
When I left my chambers, I faced the world with a strange smile on my face.

I weo sio sit beside my father at the dining table.He looked at me strangely and I felt a pang of guilt and shame; could he see? Did he know? I nearly laughed at myself, of course he did not; how could he?
The only one besides me that knew was the healer and he would not betray my trust; I hoped.

"Why are you wearing such warm clothes on a summer day, my son?" Thranduil asked smiling.

What was I to answer? I had no reason whatsoever to wear these garments. But today luck was on my side and my father was distracted before I could answer by one of his advisors that asking him to come, as a most urgent matter had arisen.

I think I let out a relieved sigh before I returned my attention to my breakfast.

Later that day, I was attending a archery competition and was just about to shoot an arrow when someone came and grabbed my arm. I twirled around to tell off this intruder, but mellowed as I saw it was the royal healer.

"You startled me, healer,aid.aid.

The healer gave me a strict look and said, "Follow me, my prince." I just nodded and handed my bow and quiver to the nearest elf before I followed the healer. We hurried to the talan
and once we were in, the healer closed the door and rested up against it, looking accusingly at me.
"Lay down, Legolas," he said and gestured towards the cot.
I laid down obediently and looked out the window at the sky, mostly to avoid the glare from the Healer.

He unlaced my leather vest and slowly removed the clothing until he could rest his warm palms on my slightly swollen abdomen. I turned my head and watched him, his brows furrowed and he looked concentrated. "Is t-there something wrong?" I whispered, and found myself wondering if the baby was alright. What a stupid thought!, how could I even think so? I chided myself for even thinking about this *thing* as a being.

The healer sat down on the cot's edge but did not remove his left hand from my skin. "Legolas, my prince," he said and smiled sadly. "What will you do? When will you confide in the king?"
I opened my eyes wide and wanted to tell him to mind his own business, but the words stuck in my throat and all I managed was a weak croak.
"You will only continue to grow; you cannot keep hiding it this way, it is not good for either you or the baby," he said softly and managed a genuine smile.

"I... ehm... I..." I heard my own voice mutter. The healer was right, I could not hide my condition from ada much longer. He was already suspicious.

"You *must* tell him soon," the healer said and this insisting tone had crept into his voice. "This garment," he said, grabbing a hold of the leather vest. "Will only save you for so long and it is really not a good idea to constrict yourself and the baby like that." He suddenly looked guilty and I slowly sat up on the cot, and laying a hand on his shoulder. "What is it healer?" I said and tried to catch his gaze with my own.
"If you keep this up, my prince, I will eventually have to tell King Thranduil," he whispered and his shoulders slumped. "I am a healer, Legolas, and if you endanger your health, ignoring my word, I will have to tell your father; it is my duty - I cannot let you fall ill under my care. Thranduil's wrath would be fierce if something like that happened... please understand me, my prince."

I shook my head and removed my hand from the healer's shoulder. "You would betray my trust?" I whispered. I suddenly felt lost, betrayed, very frightened and young. "You realize he will punish us both, do you not?" I asked with more malice than intended; but since he was like this, I would take him with me in my fall.

"Perhaps King Thranduil will be merciful," he said and bit his lip.

I laughed dully and shook my head again. "Oh yes and horses fly," I said sarcastically. "If I am to tell my father, then you're going with me."

The healer paled. "No, prince Legolas, you cannot ask this of me."

"Yes I can, and I am," I said coolly." If you do not go with me, I will inform my father that you are its sire."

The healer looked like he would faint. "You w-wouldn't," he stuttered.

"Oh, yes I would; and then we could all see just how merciful King Thranduil is," I hissed.

"I will go with you, my prince. You have but to ask," the healer said and hung his head.

"Fine, next full moon - we will do so after the late meal," I said and began to close my garments once more. The healer nodded slowly and stood up from the cot.
I felt somewhat evil but I would not face the anger of my father alone.

I left the healer and headed for the royal talan. I would have to lie for my father for yet a moon. I could do this. I would not want to face the consequences for my own thoughtlessness alone.
It was not REAL thoughtlessness since I had no idea, nor an explanation on how this could happen in the first place.

But whatever happened - I had just bought myself time. And the Valar knew I needed it; I needed to think about what I wanted to tell my father. And just enough time to soften him some by doing favours for him and lurking around in his shadows some. Only to jump out miraculously when he needed me, carefull not to get him angered.

This was the best plan I could come up with, it *had* to work.

-Tbc-

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another MPREG :/ I think this revenge of the male species is getting a habbit for me.
I would like to thank Bersa for the encuragment. And Esteliel for being such a inspation.
And offcourse to Milly, for just being there :P
- further more; one million thanks to Cheysuli for actually bothering with betaing this for me *hugs*
I want feedback - as always *smiles*

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