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Title: Gifts and Old
Traditions.
Author: DarkDreamer.
Contact: DarkDreamer@wi.rr.com
Pairings: Erestor/? -
Glorfindel/?.
Rating: R.
Disclaimer: Don�t own the
lovely elves, I make no money off this
Warning: AU, Slash, NC.
Summery: There are several ways
to acquire a mate.

Ch1

To look at the desk, one would think it cluttered, sloppy
and unorganized. Yet to its owner�s eye, every parchment, quill and tome were
in their proper place. Had anything been moved, it would have been noticed. So
when the quiet elf entered his study, he stopped dead in his tracks and just
stared at his desk.

The elf nervously scanned the
room, then leaned his willowy body back into the hall and looked both
directions. He was alone as usual. Turning his attention back, he furrowed his
brow. There it still was, as though he half expected it to vanish. The object
of his unease�a finely wrapped package sitting dead center upon his desk.

With slow and tentative steps,
he rounded his desk and just stared at the square package wrapped in black silk
and adorned with royal blue, burgundy and forest green ribbons. The elf tilted
his head and thought �Tis beautifully wrapped with my favorite colors
but�it must have been delivered here by mistake� He then reached out a shy
hand to open the card. His jaw dropped as he read the note that was written in
the most beautiful penmanship he had seen on a long time,

~To Erestor,
Given with great affection. ~

The adviser turned the card over but found no signature.
Opening it again, he scrutinized the handwriting, and then frowned when he
realized he did not recognize it. Slowly, he traced his long delicate
fingertips over the ribbons and sighed. Shaking his head, he carefully untied
the package and opened it.

Erestor blinked surprised as he removed a finely tailored
robe. Grabbing a hanger, he hung it on the wall hook. Looking closely, he
smiled, noting that it was floor length, the sleeves were long to where only
his fingertips would show and the collar�high and able to be hooked closed. It
was a rich black and matched his hair perfectly. Hooking the collar closed, he
spied a small forest green book with a burgundy quill and royal blue plume
embroidered on the front right of the collar.

Stepping back from the gift, he shook his head in shock
�Tis perfect�who�who would send me such a gift, it could not be the
twins, they are not due back from the borders until tomorrow� Erestor returned
to the card �Given with great affection? But�no one shows me any
affectionate regard, no one even looks at me�I�I am avoided faster then
the dead marshes�

The adviser quickly left his study and headed for one of
the two residents of Imladris that he considered a friend, hoping he sent him
the gift, meaning affection to be taken as close friendship. Opening the door
slowly, Erestor made his way to the fire, retrieved several pillows and moved
toward the bed.

From past experience, the adviser learned not to get to
close when waking his friend. He had a tendency to grab in his slumber, and the
recipient of his grasp usually ended up encased in his arms, caressed and
cuddled close for hours. Having been one of those �victims� he lobed a pillow
at his face.

�Glorfindel!� another pillow �Glorfindel wake�saes!� The
seneschal blinked and stretched �Urgh�Erestor what�why are you waking me so
early�there better be an Orc chasing you�� Glorfindel did you send me a gift?�
The seneschal crawled out of bed and headed for the privy and Erestor blushed
�Aye Glorfindel, put something on�

Returning, still naked, the elven lord smirked �Oh come now,
you have seen me naked before iar melon�and I am saddened that you woke me with
pillows, why did you not just nudge me to waking� Erestor crossed his arms
�Because last time, you had me prisoner for two hours, while you�you groped and
cuddled against me in your sleep!�

Glorfindel pulled on his leggings and boots, and then
frowned �I had not realized my embrace could be so traumatizing until you woke
me that morning. Normally, when someone weeps in my arms, it is from sated
release, not that of fear� Erestor swallowed hard �I did not come here to�just
answer me, did you send me a gift?�

Glorfindel put on his tunic and pulled his hair back into
one long loose tail �Nay melon-nin I did not�where did you receive this gift?�
�My study�and I do not recognize the handwriting within the note. Would you
come and look? Perhaps you may recognize it� The seneschal smiled �Very
well, lead on�

As they walked, Glorfindel noticed the advisers
nervousness �Tell me, was this gift cruel? Perhaps inappropriate?� Erestor
shook his head �Nay� �Then why so upset, gifts are lovely things to receive�
The adviser placed his gaze to the ground �I know not who it is from�I�its not
my begetting day and I do not normally receive such things�

When they entered his study, Elrond met them �Ah, there
you are Erestor, and Glorfindel? Valar, why are you up before dawn� The
seneschal yawned and pointed to the adviser. Erestor stepped forward �My lord,
did you send me a gift?� Elrond shook his head �Nay I did not, was there a
note?�

Erestor retrieved it from his desk �Nai, but it is
unsigned and I do not recognize the handwriting� then walked over to the robe.
Glorfindel looked at the note �To Erestor, given with great affection�I
recognize it not�though it seems you have caught someone�s eye, it the robe the
gift?� Erestor just silently nodded, not taking his eyes of the garment.

Elrond took the note from Glorfindel and as he read it,
his eyes widened some. Glorfindel furrowed his brow and mouthed silently �you
know?� Elrond returned a silent nod. Erestor turned back �My lord? Do you
recognize it?� �Let me take it with me, then I can compare it to others and
perhaps find a match�

Erestor sat down at his desk �As you will my lord�I�I have
work to do� Elrond placed his hand on the advisers head and stroked his hair
�This disturbs you greatly?� The adviser sighed and accepted the comforting
gesture �Nai, a little. I have done nothing to merit such a fine gift�and most
regard me with indifference, not affection� Elrond nodded �I will find out who
sent the gift, worry not over it�

As Elrond and Glorfindel walked down the hall, the
seneschal shook his head �He seems actually frightened at the prospect of
someone finding him of interest� �He is. I am sure that one of the things
running thru his mind, is that his admirer could be an elleth� Glorfindel
stopped cold �Ha! I knew it! He prefers males�

Elrond rolled his eyes �Nai, and tease him not about it�
Glorfindel snorted �Aye he is to sensitive for such teasing, I would never do
so� Elrond arched his brow �Good, I will hold you to that comment�you know as
well as I that his one experience with a male was wrong�and on so may levels�
Glorfindel nodded as he frowned �Nai I know�

As they parted ways, Elrond made his way to the guest
wing. When he found the door he was in search of, he knocked. When it opened,
the occupant found Elrond standing before him with a quite serious look on his
face. The lord of Imladris held up the note and arched his brow.

The elf winced �Ooo, that was not to be delivered
to your study, it was intended for another study entirely� �Erestor�s?�
�Mmm�nai� Elrond put down his hand �That is where it was delivered. Though
since you sighed it not, Erestor enlisted the help of Glorfindel and myself to
find its sender� �Well, you found me�

Elrond shook his head �Your gift has spooked my chief
adviser, he is unused to such attention� The elf sighed �I apologize for
causing him unease, I thought he would like the robe� �Oh, he does, by far, but
he does not know the intentions of its sender�so tell me Thranduil, what are
your intentions?�

TBC��

Translations:

Elleth---------------------Female elf
Nai-----------------------Yes
Saes----------------------Please
Iar Melon-----------------Old friend
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