Heaven

It was official Orlando was in hell. He had sat in makeup for hours upon hours and then he went to costume. By the time he was ready for filming he wanted to kill someone. After all that the Lorien shoots were cancelled. Something about Galadriel's eye lights.
Cursing he paced inside the craft tent trying to calm down but it wasn't working. He jumped when someone squeezed his shoulder, turnin saw saw Viggo.

"Hey Vig." he mumbled.

"Geez Orlando your fucking tense." Viggo said as he started to massage Ori's shoulders and neck.

"All this shit to put on and for what? Nothing! Hobbit scenes now. Fuck." Orli growled as he started to relax.

Viggo chuckled softly as he glanced around the tent. His eyes landed on a newcomer grinning Viggo waved at Marton befpre resuming the massage. Marton glared at Viggo for a long moment before he turned and exited the tent.

"Who you waving at Vig?" Orli asked as he caught the movement out of the corner of his eye.

"Marton." Viggo said as he smothered a smile as Orli turned to see. "He's gone now."

"Oh." Orli's shoulders slumped. "Thanks Vig. I got to see makeup."

Viggo sighed as he watched Orli walk away he had an air of sadness about him. Viggo lthe the tent and started back to his trailer when someon grabbed his arm. He was pulled rougly away from the set untill they were in private. Viggo eyed Marton wondering why he had grabbed him. Although he had a pretty good idea. Marton eyed Viggo as he lit a cigarette and Viggo had to stifle a laugh.

"What?" Marton asked curtly.

"I never though i'd see Celeborn smoking." Viggo grinned.

Marton stepped closer to Viggo and Viggo forced himself not to move. He would not be intimidated by this man

"What is between you and Orlando?" Marton asked bluntly as he continued smoking.

Viggo wondered how to awnser that and he decided that he wouild do it honestly.

"Nothing. We are friends."

"Friends you say? You seem to be more then friends."

Viggo gulped and knew if MArton wasn't dressed as Celeborn he'd be intimdating as hell. Viggo stepped back and ran into a tree. Shit he was in a compromising position now.

"Just friends. Orlando is new to this business he needs help and reassurance. Most treat him like he is a stupid child. But he's not." Viggo said with a hint of anger.

"We all start somewhere." Marton said as he crused out the cigarette. "If he was mine I would not allow such things to be spoken about him." Marton glared at Viggo

Viggo rolled his eyes exasperated. "I told you we are FRIENDS. Get it that time? Besides he only has eyes for you. God only knows why as your rude as fuck."

Marton pinned Viggo to the tree with his body. "I am rude but I am a good friend. I want us to be friends Viggo. I know you could have broken away when i grabbed you."

With that Marton stepped back and started walking back to the set. Viggo leaned against the tree and cursed softly.

Orlando saw Marton return with a smug look on his face and seconds later VIggo returned looking shaken and lustful. Had they? No! Viggo knew how he felt!

"Have a good time?" he asked Viggo icily.

Viggo realized how bad this looked. "Listen Orli this is not what it looks like. Come by my trailer tonight and I will explain."

"Fuck off Viggo! I thought you were my friend!" Orli pushed past Viggo and stormed away crying.

Off to the side Marton sighed, he had not meant to hurt the boy. He would have to explain as he wouldn't listen to VIggo.

TBC