No Ordinary love

SORRY! i wasn't aware that adultficnet had cut this fic in two :) buthere it is

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Elrohir shook of Glorfindel, or rather Glorfindel let go of him. "Gods
Elrohir! What was that all about?" Glorfindel asked with a stern voice.
"Never mind!" Elrohir snapped. Legolas just looked concerned. "Come
Elrohir, lets have a glass of wine and relax". Elrohir nodded and took
Legolas hand and so, Legolas sent a knowing look to Glorfindel who disappeared
into the shadows.
"Elrohir? Are you alright?" Legolas asked. Elrohir looked at his old
friend and his eyes brimmed with tears. "No I’m not, Legolas. How
can you even ask such a question?" Legolas bit his lip, "I’m so, so
sorry Elrohir". Elrohir smiled a strained smile, "I know, peace
friend" Elrohir whispered. "I better go and entertain grandmother and
grandfather since they are leaving too soon" Elrohir said with a
sigh. Legolas nodded and left Elrohir. He did not want to leave him at
all, but in reality he needed to talk to Elladan.

Legolas saw Elladan sit on a bench giggeling with another elf, a Lorien
one it looked like. Who it was didn’t occur to him before he stood in
front of Elladan. Legolas cleared his throat and Elladan looked up.
"Legolas" he said surprised. "Elladan, Haldir" Legolas said and tried
his best to sound neutral. Elladan kept looking and wondered what
Legolas possibly could want him? When Legolas suddenly squatted down and
rested his arms on Elladan’s knees. Elladan noticed just how much
Legolas tried to avoid looking at Haldir. Poor
thing, Elladan thought to himself, but then Legolas spoke with a soft and
small voice, "please forgive me for my actions earlier, I ment no harm.
you must believe me Elladan!" Elladan grabbed Legolas’ face and kissed
the fair haired elf’s brow. "Let not yourself be worried. I love
you. You know that! I love you almost as much as.." Elladan took a sip
from his goblet, "a brother" he said in an almost disappearing
little voice. "Thank you" Legolas said, smiled and turned his
head to say something to Haldir, when Elladan
watched Haldir break out in a large grin. "Elrohir!" he said in a annoying
chipper voice and Elladan watched as Elrohir walked towards them.
Elrohir did not even look at Elladan he just grabbed Legolas. "Come
lets dance" he said clearly irritated. Legolas got on his feet and left
Elladan and Haldir with an excusing mine, dragged after Elrohir.
Elladan sighed and looked at Haldir who was clearly amused and
before Elladan could ask, Haldir poured more wine in Elladan’s goblet.
"Look at them" he said with a smile. Elladan turned his head and
watched Legolas and Elrohir dancing. Haldir laughed. "your poor brother
don’t know what he has gotten himself into. That little child like prince
is a predator in disguise" Haldir chuckled. Elladan paled. "I am
pretty sure he is aware of that already" Elladan said quite acidly.
Haldir smiled, "so you're jealous? Is that what the fight was about? You
really should know better than to fight over a lover!" Elladan took
another sip, he didn’t really want more wine, but he needed to hide his
croaked moan. Did Haldir really think that it was Legolas that he
wanted. good! No, perfect!
As the dance continued, the couple which Elladan’s eyes was steadied
on, got more heated and just when Elladan felt like he could watch no
more, Haldir grabbed his chin gently and turned Elladan's face towards him.
"don’t look so sad little one" he whispered. Elladan looked right into
Haldir’s eyes and smiled sadly. "I’m sorry Haldir, I am such poor
company. why’t y’t you leave me to my dark mood? I’m sorry for ruining your
spring feast". Elladan closed his eyes, he felt so little and
hollow. He couldn’t stay, he did not have the heart to leave! He had been
glad for Haldir’s company, but it was also understandable that he did
not want to spend the entire night, sitting on a bench with a pouting
lovesick drunk. Elladan sighed. "Open your eyes Elladan" Haldir said
softly. Elladan slowly opened his eyes and found Haldir’s eyes still
right in front of his. "I want to sit here, don’t ever believe
different" Haldir said and gently almost ghostly light, caressed Elladan’s
cheek. Elladan smiled. He really did not want to be touched like that by
Haldir not at all, but he needed the comfort, the understanding and the
admiration, so he leaned into the caress.

Chapter 6 - Some elfs wander by mistake

Elrohir danced with Legolas and after a few goblets of wine, they got
more flirtatious. Elrohir was just about to remove Legolas hand from
his buttocks, when he turned his head and saw... Elrohir felt mad, sad
and got a thug in the pelvis. He saw Elladan kissing Haldir. why was
he kissing him?? He had never thought that Elladan had seen anything
like that in Haldir. Actually he thought that Elladan hated Haldir.
What he wouldn’t give to be the one tasting Elladan’s lips, but he was not.
Elrohir had not even been aware that he was staring untill Legolas
shook him back to reality. "It's not polite to stare" Legolas whispered in
Elrohir’s ear. Elrohir tore his gaze from the couple on the
bench and looked into Legolas’ blue orbs instead. Legolas giggled and
smiled a predatory smile. Elrohir couldn’t resist but to return it, though
his mind was somewhere else. In his mind he was already undressed
and Haldir was not there, he was!
When he felt Legolas gently bite his earlobe and whisper hotly "is
it true what they say about you?" Elrohir had to chuckle. He
remembered the first time they had been lovers. Legolas had
said those exact words and Elrohir had answered "I don’t know? What
do they say about me?" Now it was Legolas’ turn to giggle "you
remember" he whispered. "Off course" Elrohir whispered back. "Do you
remember what you did next then?" Legolas whispered. Elrohir nodded slowly
and let his hands travel up under Legolas tunic. Legolas let his
tongue trail along Elrohir’s chin and bit his skin gently. "Then why don’t
you show me if it’s still true?" Legolas breathed against Elrohir’s
skin. Elrohir wa to to push Legolas away, but he did not. Might as well
go along with this, he thought. It is never going to be different,
never. I will never obtain what my heart so greatly desire. He smiled
at Legolas and slowly removed his hands from under the tunic to grab
his hand. They shot one playful glimpse at each other and they ran.
Ran as fast as they could to Elrohir’s rooms.

Once in Elrohir’s rooms, Legolas slammed the door and laughed. "*this*
time, we have all the time in the world" he said with a sly smile.
Elrohir stood leaned up against the bedpost and looked at Legolas who
stood with his back against the door. "I mean this time we don’t have to
worry about being disturbed by ehm.. Others" Legolas said trying to be
diplomatic. Elrohir didn’t answer he just smiled, trying to remind
himself why he was doing this. It seemed a good idea 5 minutes
ago, now he was not so sure. He wished that Elladan would come and
ruin it, or better, join in. That thought went directly to Elrohir’s
groin and Legolas smirked as he walked over to Elrohir. "sit down"
he said softly and pushed Elrohir down onto the bed. Elrohir just sat
there, letting Legolas slowly undress him. He had to give Legolas
that. This was something he had gotten better at. Better by far.
Kissing and licking the bare skin as he revealed it and at the time he was
finished, Elrohir was holding his breath, biting his lip. Legolas
smiled as he saw Elrohir’s eyes grow dark with passion. Passion for him.
Legolas slowly undressed himself too and crawled up into the bed with
Elrohir.
Their lovemaking was fast and furious. Once Elrohir had set the pace
he had both himself and his lover spent quickly.
Afterwards Elrohir layed panting on the bed, with Legolas was lazily
letting his finders trail down Elrohir’s torso, Elrohir turned his head
and to his surprise, he saw that Legolas looked sad. He knew it had not
been the best sex he had had in his life, but still, - no reason to look
like crying. "What’s wrong love?" Elrohir whispered and caressed
Legolas chin, letting his thumb run over the full lips of the other. "That
is just it" Legolas said with a small voice. Elrohir looked stunned.
"What are you talking about?" Legolas looked up upon Elrohir and
swallowed a lump. "love" he whispered, "love?" Elrohir repeated, feeling
like a complete idiot. "You were not making love to me" Legolas
whispered. Elrohir felt more and more lost. "What *are* you talking
about? What do you call this then? Embroiding?" Now Legolas let go of
Elrohir and sat up. "don’t patronize me Elrohir! I meant it was not
*me* you took your joy in" he said with a thick voice. Elrohir sat up and
wrapped his arms around Legolas. "Dearest Legolas, offcouse I was here
with you. There is nowhere I would rather be" Elrohir whispered
against Legolas’ neck. "I wish I could believe that" Legolas said in a
sad tone. Elrohir turned Legolas so he would face him. "Look at
me Legolas, tell me what ails you so, that you must speak of it now"
Legolas looked away, this was stupid. Why had he reacted so?

Elrohir was not his love! They were not in love. Was he himself in love? Legolas
sighed "you... you" he studdered. Elrohir kissed Legolas temple "did I
hurt you? You can tell me.." Legolas took a deep breath, "you called
me..." Legolas stopped not sure if he should tell Elrohir, but Elrohir
just sat next to him, waiting. How would he ever be able to keep
something like that from his old friend and lover? "You called me Elladan"
Legolas whispered. Elrohir froze and Legolas looked at him. Elrohir
looked like he was about to deffecate. "I’m... I’m sorry Legolas" Elrohir
studdered. Legolas looked at Elrohir with tears in his eyes. "Is that
what is eating you and Elladan from the inside?" Elrohir looked
surprised, at lack of words. Legolas hugged Elrohir. "I may share your bed,
but please remember, I’m also your friend, I wont shun you. Even
though everyone else will. I promis" Legolas whispered. Elrohir smiled.
"Thank you" he whispered.
Legolas lahis his head against Elrohir’s chest. "Will you share your
thoughts with me?" Legolas asked sadly. Elrohir sighed and wrapped his
arm around Legolas. "I cannot place you in that dilemma and I hardly
think that this is the right time, nor place to discuss such a
matter" Elrohir whispered, hoping that he could kill this conversation before
it began.

Elladan stirred as the first rays of sun hit him. He awoke when a
wave of nausea hit him and without thinking, he turned his head over
the side of the bed and vomited. He coughed as his stomach wouldn’t seem
to stop contracting and when it finally stopped, he slumped back on
the bed. Why was he feeling so terrible? He opened his eyes slowly.
The dawning sun hurt them and to his horror he did not recognize
the room. Where was he?? He quickly up, up, trying to stop the room
from spinning. He held a hand over his mouth, trying not to vomit once
more. He looked at his arm and let his eyes follow the skin to his
chest. Was he naked? Elladan gently lifted the covers. Oh no!
Elladan felt like he was close to tears, he kept repeating "oh no, oh no" as if
it was a mantra. This was a guest room, but who’s room? Then the
truth dawned for Elladan "Haldir!" he gasped. No, no, no, no! This was
wrong! All wrong! His head hurt too much, he couldn’t think
straight. There was only one explanation to him being in Haldir’s quarters
and not to forget being naked there. Elladan failed to hold the last
remains in his stomach inside, and turned his head and vomited again.
This was a nightmare, a bad dream. A...a.. Elladan fell back into thbed bed and then a memory stuck with him. He remembered coming here. He
remembered Haldir laughing softly, when he had fallen over, trying to take
off his pants. In doing so he had hurt his head. Elladan let a hand
slowly touch his forehead. There was a little bump. "Oh no" Elladan
whispered. It was true. He had come here by own free will and he had,
Elladan closed his eyes, shared this bed with the marshwarden. Glimpses
of what had happened returned to Elladan. He moaned like an animal in
pain. He had whimpered and begged Haldir to touch him, to give him
release. "Oh no". Elladan hid his face in his hands. He needed a bath,
he needed to wash the Lorien elf off him.
Elladan sat up again and swung his legs over the edge of the bed,
careful not to tread in his own spill. When he stood up, he felt dizzy
again, it felt like a million needles in his brain. He was going to
kill Glorfindel for that poor advice.
Then suddenly it struck Elladan. Where *was* Haldir? Never mind, he
told himself, he is probably down for breakfast and Elladan was in no
hurry to face the marchwarden. This must without a doubt be the most stupid thing he
had ever done! He did not want Haldir, not by far, but his body had
apparently told him different, Ayia! What about Legolas? He had to find him,
had to talk to him before he left for Lorien. And Elrohir, he had to
talk to him too..
Elladan took some slow steps wrapped in the covers. He wanted to run,
sprint to his chambers and never emerge again, but he knew both running
and hiding was out of the question.

Chapter 7 - Cry me a river


Elladan reached his chambers without any encounters. He threw the cover away for a servant to wash, it smelled of lust and of Haldir. Elladan frowned.

He whent to the bathroom and since no one had prepared a bath for him, he poured water over his entire body, grabbed a cloth and started to scrub his skin. He scrubbed till it bled from little scratches and then scrubbed even harder.
He could not get the other elf off himself, it was as if he stuck to his skin. If he hadn't been disturbed by a knock on the door, he would probably have kept scrubbing till he was raw and bleeding all over. Elladan turned and there was Legolas lookin in through the halfshut door. "I am out here" Elladan said in a tired voice and Legolas walked slowly through the room and came into the bathroom. "Elladan" Legolas said with a frightened look at Elladan’s bleeding skin. Elladan suddenly threw the cloth away and turned to hug the Sinda. "Forgive me, please forgive me. I never meant for all of this to happen" Elladan sobbed against Legolas’ shoulder. Legolas was about to speak when Elladan continued "I never meant to be harsh with you and I never meant to go with Haldir". He raised his head to look at Legolas, who was completely startled. "Can you ever forgive me?" Elladan whispered.

Legolas saw the tears running down Elladans cheeks. "I believe I can" Legolas answered hoarsely. Elladan sent him a strained smile through his tears and hugged Legolas once more. "I don’t think I could stand to loose you as friend too" Elladan whispered and let go of Legolas.

Most of all Elladan wanted to hit Legolas, order him back to his damned forest and scream and yell at him, but he knew he had no right! If Elrohir wanted Legolas, it was none os bus business and he could not hold it against Legolas nor his brother.

Legolas wanted to tell Elladan about Elrohir and what he had said to him, but he couldn't, this was Elrohir’s story to tell. He wanted to tell Elladan how sorry he was, that he had messed with something he should not have. Wanted to tell him that Elrohir had whispered Elladan’s name in his ear while they were sharing bed and had screamed it as he had found release. All of this he wanted to say, but both his heart and mouth failed him and he could do nothing but hug the half-elf infront of him.

Elladan let go of Legolas again and wrapped a towel around his waist. "What brings you here?" Elladan asked and walked past him. "I..I just wanted to see if you we’re alright" Legolas lied. "I am" Elladan answered from the other room. "Oh, okay. Then I will see you at the morning meal" Legolas replied and darted of thf the room.

Elladan sighed, at least he had made peace with Legolas.

He slowly finished up and carefully chose the most comfortable travelling clothes. Elladan bit his lip. It felt so wrong to run. To leave his family behind like this. He shook his head as if to rid his mind of all thoughts. No, he had to do this. He gave his chambers one last look and left for the dining hall.

When he arrived in the dining hall, he found Elrond drinking his tea and Glorfindel trying to finish an apple, which, from the look of it, did not seo beo be what he wanted most. "Good morning to you" Elrond chuckled with a mischeavious grin on his face. Elladan replied politely, sat down and let his father pour him a cup of tea.
"Have you seen your brother or Legolas?" Elrond asked with a smile. Elladan shook his head as he took the cup from his fathers hand, trying very hard not to let his feelings show.
As he slowly sipped his tea, Glorfindel reached out and touched his forehead. "Ouch, that must have been painful" he giggled. Elladan flinched at the touch and hissed, "maybe".
"You really must learn to control your taste for wine my son" Elrond said, still smiling.
Elladan wanted to slam his fist in the table and yell that it had all been Glorfindel’s fault and that he was fully capable of controlling his tastes, but the golden haired elf sat there smiling brightly and then said "Good thing Haldir was there to carry you to your chambers". Glorfindel giggled at his own wits and Elrond looked thoughtful. Then he took another sip of his tea. "I must remember to thank him, when they return" he said to himself.

Elladan spurted out his tea. "When they return???" he asked unable to hide his surprise. "Yes my son, they left for Lothlorien at sunrise. Which reminds me, your grandmother wanted you to have this". Elrond handed Elladan an object wrapped in a cloth and Elladan opened it. To his surprise it contained a beautiful crafted dagger. He looked, first at the dagger and then turned his eyes to Elrond. "Its a dagger of the Noldorin" Elrond explained softly. "But why?" Elladan asked taken totally aback. "I do not know" Elrond said, "your grandmother is a wise woman and she must have her reasons for giving it to you".

Elladan looked at the dagger, he couldn't believe it had been used in battle. It still looked as the day it was made. "I will be sure to thank her thoroughly upon arrival in Caras Galadon" he whispered. Elrond frowned. "Do you still intend to go through with this plan of yours?" Elrond asked frowning and Elladan nodded, "yes I am. Which reminds me.. I should really hurry after them. If I ride fast I should be able to reach them before nightfall".
"I will make the preparations" Glorfindel said softly with a look in Elronds direction, but Elladan cut him off "No! I will have to ride now".


Elrohir woke at the sound of a chipper bird singing on his balcony, he stretched slowly and looked around. Where was Legolas? Never mind, he thought and got out of bed. His legs hurt and could hardly carry his weight. Elrohir leaned on the bedpost and laughed softly, I must have strained myself last night. Still laughing he limped to the bathroom where someone, to his surprise, had filled the bathtub. Oh well, he thought and slowly lowered himself into the hot water.
Seconds later, Legolas came entered the room carrying a breakfast tray. "Elrohir?" he called out and Elrohir replied lazily from the tub.
Legolas camto tto the bathroom and put the tray on the edge of the bathtub. "Do you like your bath?" he asked with a smile. Elrohir who was about to grab a piece of bread stopped in the middle of the movement. "You? You made it?" he whispered. Legolas nodded and blushed slightly which puzzled Elrohir. He had never seen Legolas blush like that before. "I thought you might want one" Legolas whispered in an almost disappearing voice. Elrohir laughed softly " My dear Legolas, you must have read my mind"

Legolas smiled and when Elrohir gently caressed his hand resting on the edge of the tub, his heart beat like it was working it’s way out of his ribcage. When had he fallen in love? He searched his heart, but he could not tell at which point Elrohir had taken Haldir's place.

But it was impossible! Elrohir’s heart belonged to another, he knew that, he would never hold it. He might borrow it, let himself be warmed there, but only briefly.
He could warm Elrohir’s bed and chase his shadows away for a little while, but never would he be the one for whom Elrohir’s heart beat. Never would he see true love shine from those grey eyes. Lust and acceptance yes, but never love. Legolas knew this to be painfully true.

"Legolas? Is something wrong?" Elrohir asked softly, but Legolas just shook his head slowly. "No, no worry my friend" he answered in a sad tone.

As Elrohir made a move to get out of the bathtub, Legolas stood up and walked out of the bathroom. What is wrong with him? Elrohir thought to himself, but pushed the thought away and glanced at the mirror. For a second he was able to make himself believe that it was Elladan looking back at him from inside the mirror, smiling. Then he returned to his sences, he knew it was not so.

He thought of the feast the night before and frowned at himself. Instead of telling Ell the the truth, he had aggravated him and hurt his feelings. Now he was leaving and he knew there would be no second chance. How he wished that the feast had been different, that Elladan had heard him out. He would have to try and grab a hold of him before he left. If he did not, he would not be able to live alone here in Imladris. He needed to be sure that Elladan would return. "I will follow", had that not been what he said? So why did he not? He wanted to, by the Valar how he wanted, But Elladan had made it quite clear to him, that he wasn't welcome on the journey.

When Legolas suddenly yelled from the top of his lungs, Elrohirs musings was brutally interrupted. "Elrohir, Elrohir! Come quickly!"

Elrohir didn’t even finish to bind his pants, but just rushed to Legolas who was standing on the balcony.
He stood next to him, and followed the point of Legolas finger. Elrohir paled. Elladan... Getting on his horse.. No, No, No! He can’t leave me now. "Elladan!" he called out and Elladan turned his head to look in the direction of the voice. He saw his brother, standing on the balcony with Legolas. Feeling the tears threatening with their arrival, he closed his eyes, trying to force them away, then he waved at them and kicked his horse so hard that the poor animal almost jumped on the spot. He galloped out of the courtyard, away from the last homely house.

He regretted that he had not taken more time to say farewell to his father, but he needed to leave, had to leave, before his heart would make him stay.

Once over the bridge, he spurred the hose to go faster.


"No!" Elrohir whispered and turned away from the image of the empty courtyard. Legolas looked as if at the edge of crying. He turned around and embraced Elrohir, who was already in tears. "go!" Legolas whispered. "go afhim!him!" The look that Elrohir gave him, nearly broke his heart. He had never seen Elrohir’s eyes shine with so much love and hope. "Yes" he said and wiped a tear away. "Youre right, I will." He hugged Legolas harder, "What would I ever do without you?" he said and smiled.
Legolas tried to smile back, but the smile never reached his eyes. "I will go prepaour our horse" he said quietly and let go of Elrohir.

As soon as Legolas had put the rein on Elrohir’s horse, Elrohir came running into the stables. Legolas wanted to say something, but the words would not pass his lips.

"Thank you" Elrohir said and kissed Legolas cheek, before taking over the rein and jumping up on the horse’s back. "Your hair is not braided and you need a saddle" Legolas said, instantly feeling stupid. He was just making up excuses for Elrohir to stay a little longer, but Elrohir just smiled. "I don’t deserve your friendship Legolas. Don’t worry, I will return soon"
Legolas nodded. "I will let Master Elrond know you left, so he will not worry himself too much." Elrohir smiled and spurred his horse riding quick as he could out of the stable, out of the courtyard. As Legolas lost sight of him, he finally let go of his tears.

Chapter 8 - No longer myself, only you
(chapter made to Milly)


Elladan rode his horse to the brim of exhaustion, but still there was no sight of the Lorien party. He slowed the pace and jumped off the horse. "You poor thing" he said softly and padded the side of the mare, feeling slightly guilty that the horse had suffered under his own frustrations..

When he had walked for a little while along side the horse, he heard the thunder of hooves not far away. He turned his head and looked at the approaching rider. Was it? It could only be! Elrohir! No! Not now. Not him! Elladan quickly swung himself un the back of the mare again, spurring it to fast as it could. After a while, white foam formed around the mouth of the horse, she was tired now and Elrohir had a stronger horse, he was getting closer. Elladan knew his little mare couldn’t go on like this for much longer and he heard Elrohir yell, "Elladan! Stop!"
As much as it hurt inside, he did not, instead he tried to block out Elrohir’s voice and just when he almost thought he had succeeded, he felt something hit him with great force from behind throwing him to the ground. The impact with the ground pushed the breath out of him.

Then, silence... Hands turned him around and what he saw made his heart miss a beat. "Elrohir" he whispered, still panting from the hard ride.
Elrohir smiled sadly at Elladan and let his hand slowly run over Elladan’s slightly flustered cheeks.

For a moment Elladan vaguely thought of trying to get free, but when he felt soft lips kiss his own, he let out a sigh and gently tucked Elrohir’s loose hair behind his ear, only to let his fingertips journey down Elrohir’s jaw and end on the soft lips. He felt Elrohir smile and kiss each of his fingertips. Elladan opened his mouth to say something, but Elrohir placed his own fingers at Elladan’s lips to hush him. There was no need for words, for once again Elladan’s eyes mirrored his own. They spoke of torment and love and something underneath. Forbidden lust.

"I will follow"

It seemed to Elladan that time had stopped and the only thing he saw was his twins large grey orbs. "Love me" he heard a soft voice whisper, had it been his? Had een een Elrohir’s?
All his doubt and defences disappeared as he felt Elrohir’s lips brush his again, he felt Elrohir tremble slightly just like he himself did. Was Elrohir just as scared as him?
Elladan sighed and finally let himself return the tender caresses that his brother showed him. There was no longer fear in his heart, only love. A promise of things to come.

Elrohir welcomed his warm touches, allowing his heart to sing. He was not alone anymore, he only needed to open his eyes and watch Elladan’s loving gaze, listen to the soft purr that escaped his twin as he gently bit him in the neck and as their touches and kisses grew more bold, more intense, they both felt like something fell into place inside their hearts. This could not be wrong, this was right. It felt right, it felt like home.

Curled up in each other, Elladan kissed Elrohir and let his hand trail down his naked body. Elrohir giggled lazily "you are tickling me" which only made Elladan repeat his move, running his hand over Elrohirs stomach once more and chuckling, "am not!" Elrohir cringed, "are too" he protested and poked Elladan repeatedly in the sides. This sent Elladan into a laughter fit and Elrohir took advantage of the moment to throw himself on top of his twin and force Elladan’s arms over his head. He kissed Elladan’s nose and smiled. "I love you". Elladan looked into his brothers eyes and smiled back at his mirror image, "and I love you".


They had been cuddling up and had rested only for a short while when Elladan woke. He had forgotten where he was so when he felt a warm body cling to his, he nearly panicked. Then he remembered and smiled to himself. He had made love to Elrohir and Elrohir had loved him back. He could still feel the warmth it had created inside him. "I love you", he whispered as he carefully untangled himself from Elrohir’s embrace and Elrohir whimpered in his sleep when the body contact was broken.
Elladan got dressed thinking he wanted to build a fire, for they had both been in such a hurry leaving, none of them had brought blankets. The night was going to be cold and he did not want his beloved Elrohir to freeze as he was about to leave.

For some reason he felt inclined to bring the dagger Elrond had given him from Galadriel.
Nothing is out there, he thought, but one can never be too careful he chided himself, hearing his fathers voice.
Elladan’s mare lifted her head when she heard her master move around. Elladan smiled and went over to the her .He kissed her nose, "don’t worry, I will be back shortly. Take care of Elrohir if he should awake while I am gone" The horse rubbed her head gently against Elladan's chest in reply and Elladan padded the horse and walked away.


Chapter 9 - My lovers gone


He fastened the dagger in the edge of his pants and ventured off to find firewood, but found nothing useful in sight. The thought of going to far away from Elrohir made him nervous somehow, but there was no way around it. Elladan sighed and walked further away. No matter if he liked it or not, they needed firewood.

The darkness grew tighter and Elladan watched the horizon, a storm was coming. He'd better hurry up and get back to Elrohir so they could seek shelter. As soon as he had finished the thought, the wind gained and he heard a noise. Elladan froze.. What was that? Must be an animal, nothing is out here he tried to tell himself and forced himself not to run. He could almost hear Elrohir’s mocking voice "scared of the dark, are we?" Elladan shrugged. It was colder now.. Wait! There was that noise again. Now Elladan was sure, it was not his imagination at all. Something or somebody was following him.

He instantly set up his pace..

There! He heard it, voices mumbling. He paled. Orcs! Instinctively he whent for his swords, but then remembered that he had left them with Elrohir and only brought the dagger. No! Elrohir! He started running back towards the white spot infront of him, knowing that it was his mare and the only clear focus point he could see.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his leg and he stumbled. To his horror he saw an arrow sticking out of his right leg.
A lightning split the sky and he saw 6 orcs coming towards him, one carrying a crossbow. Elladan struggled hard to get on his feet again.
Got to save Elrohir! He knew he couldn’t take on 6 armed orcs with a dagger, but it seemed he had no choice.

There again! The same sharp pain. Another arrow. This is not happening his mind told him. You are still laying next to Elrohir. Snuggling up to his warm body, feeling him breathe lightly on your neck, but the pain from the arrows and the rain in his face was a constant reminder that this was not a nightmare. He drew his dagger and slit the throat on the first orc that came near him. Then saw movement to his right and ducked. The blow of the orcs sword missed him and he plunged his dagger in the heart of the unlucky beast.

When the first blow hit him. He didn’t understand what it was. He only felt pain and turned around to see what hit him. As he did, he let go of the dagger which was still burried in the flesh of the orc he stabbed.

And then, another blow...
Stars danced before his eyes. This is not happening his mind told him again. Not happening. Not real!


Elrohir woke at the sound of thunder and his first thought was Elladan. Where was he? His horse was still there, so he wouldn’t have gone far. Whit this reassuring thought, he grabbed his leggings. Elladan’s swords was still here too. Where could he have gone?
Then he heard something.
Elrohir stood up, his heart beat fast from fear. When the lightening lit the sky, he saw a figure lying on the ground with a group approaching it. Elladan!! No!
Elrohir grabbed Elladan’s swords and ran towards the scene in the horizon. Ai Elbereth! Please let Elladan be unharmed, I could not bare it if he was hurt.


Another blow.
Elladan’s legs gave in and he fell to the ground. Still not believing what was happening, he layed still waiting for Elrohir to wake him from his nightmare.


Elrohir reached the group of orcs just as Elladan hit the ground. "Elladan!" he screamed from the top of his lungs, but the thunder blocked out his voice.

Elrohir fought like a madman and even when the last orc had tasted his swords, he still swung them.
Then he remembered. Elladan! Elrohir cast the swords to the ground and rushed to Elladan who was laying face down in the mud. Carefully Elrohir turned him around, "Elladan?" he whispered, but Elladan’s eyes just stared blank and vacant back at him, as if they were asking a question. "Elladan?" Elrohir whispered again and shook his brother lightly but there was no response, just the same question in the empty eyes.

Elrohir couldn’t even breathe. This could not be. Elladan was a skilled fighter. No this could not be! "Elladan!" he said loud "they are gone now. Please wake up. Elladan my sweet Elladan. My brther!" The last came out as a sob and Elrohir gathered Elladan in his arms, rocking him back and forth, as if to comfort him. No response, just the question in his brothers eyes, as if he himself had not understood what had happened. Elrohir gently wiped the mud of his brothers face and let his fingers travel over the once warm and smiling lips. Now they were still and cold. Elrohir felt as his heart broke. The piece he had just found, scattered into a thousand pieces. He kissed Elladan’s cold forehead. "We’re you afraid my love?" he whispered, half expecting an answer, but there came none. Just the silence and the sound of rain.

It seemed as if even the sky was weeping..


-The End-