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Legolas ([info]princegreenleaf) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-02 09:06:00

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Entry tags:aragorn, complete, day 13, legolas greenleaf

Day Thirteen
Who: Legolas and Aragorn
What: Interupted thoughts.
Where: By the beach house
When: Day 13, just after sunset.
Rating: PG, I guess.
Status: Complete



He'd avoided the Ranger since his conversation with Michiru, the girl with the hair like the sea, had brought up things he wasn't quite sure he was comfortable with. He, who could look into the eyes of a rampaging Orc army without flinching, with a smile on his lips and a song in his heart, was having a hard time facing the human Ranger who had, he was starting to suspect, stolen his heart somewhere along the line.

It might have been easier, if the human hadn't already been intended for another. Maybe not, though. Even without Arwen, Legolas was an Elf, and Aragorn was a human. Even the fact that they were both male paled in comparison to this one fact. If his father knew, he would probably disown him. It was complicated.

It wasn't an easy thing to avoid someone who has a room next door to yours, and he'd found himself feeling faintly ridiculous as he snuck past the other man's door. Aragorn would laugh if he came out, but he didn't. An Elf trying to be silent was pretty much impossible to hear. Once more, he made it past without incident, and walked slowly towards the water. After what had happened with Riddick earlier in the day, he needed to get away, just away from everything. He still had trouble believing the man had kissed him. It was just as unbelievable as if Gimli himself had done the same thing. Only he wasn't even friends with the bald man, and had been quite comfortable with their status as low-key enemies.

All elves are drawn to the sea. Usually, it's because they want to go home, want to go to Valinor. That urge had been taken away when he was brought here, and he couldn't regret it. Living here forever would be hell if he'd been constantly longing to go to a place that didn't even exist here. But the desire to be near the sea was strong, not exactly a compulsion, but still an enjoyable experience.

He gazed out to sea, wandering across the sands no more as he came near the beach house where he'd been swimming with Marcus, and the place where he'd brought his Ranger after rescuing him from the storm. There was a slight wind coming off the ocean, and it sent his cloak and hair fluttering gently back. He felt at peace, looking off into the waves. The sun went down as he watched, and it was beautiful. Only as the tension slowly drained out of him did he realize just how violently disturbed he'd been by the whole thing with Riddick.


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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 01:43 pm UTC (link)
On the contrary, the Ranger was quite good at avoiding something or in this case someone that caused him to question everything he knew. Everything he was sure he stood for, everything that shaped his life. But on the down side of avoiding the Elf, Aragorn felt like a piece of him was missing in an odd way. After having spent a day exploring with the Elf, Aragorn had kept his distance and space. Not leaving his room as he thought and meditated on what he was feeling within his heart.

And for the first time since arriving here, Aragorn forced himself to think, really think on the one who owned his heart and the one he was promised to. He was a man of honor, a man of his word despite being pretty sure he would not see Arwen again, it was those things that kept him from acting on what he was sure was within his heart. And as he thought about this, truly thought about it, he realized that it was not Arwen that was within his heart. And it had nothing at all to do with the fat that again he was sure he would not see her again. If he was truly honest with himself, and he was, she had not been in there for quite some time.

He could not pinpoint when it happened exactly, but it had. Somewhere along the ways, the Elf that he trusted his life to, had became a thief and without realizing it. He had managed to steal what everyone, including himself, thought had already been stolen. Arwen, he loved, he always would. But she was not within his heart in the way she should have been. And he could come to terms with it even though he would never act upon his feelings for Legolas.

There was more than just the Arwen factor. There was so much more. He was nothing more than a mere Human and Legolas was an Elf. They were both of the same gender. But the main factor was the first of him being human. He had already went through this with Arwen and it was not something he could see himself going through again. He had spent much time meditating, much time thinking. He had not noticed that Legolas was avoiding him nor him sneaking past his door which was odd. But finally he was sure he would go insane.

So leaving his room, giving up on thinking much more than he already had, Aragorn headed toward the water. Toward the place he had first seen when he was brought here. As he got closer to the water, to the beach house where he and Legolas had went during the storm, the Ranger noticed the figure by the water. Without even thinking, he also knew who it was. He wasn't sure if he should turn back or stay. SO he just stood there, trying to figure out what he should do and at the same time his eyes were trained on the Elf.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 06:41 pm UTC (link)
He couldn't have pointed to any one noise that alerted him someone was there. He was an Elf, but the man who had come up behind him was still a ways off, and was a Ranger. That meant he was absolutely silent, most of the time. It didn't happen often, but every once in awhile, Aragorn was even able to sneak up on him. He'd deny it hotly if anyone claimed such a thing, of course, but it was true anyway. Aragorn was very soft on his feet, for a human.

"You may as well come forward, son of Arathorn. I know you are there."

He called the words over his shoulder, but didn't turn around. He didn't need to. Either Aragorn would come, or he would leave. You could never tell with the Ranger. Utterly unpredictable, except on one point. You could always count on him to do the honorable thing. He sighed softly. It would be easier if the Human would just forsake his betrothed, but at the same time, he would be losing what he most wanted. Part of who Aragorn was, a large part, was his honor.

As for how he'd known who it was behind him, well, it had never occured to him that it would be anyone but the Ranger. Anyway, who else could sneak up on him with such silent steps? As long as it wasn't Riddick, that was the only thing. Not after what had happened. Once again, he thought to himself that if he never saw the bald man again, it would be too soon. This afternoon had only proved that once more.

He hoped Aragorn couldn't see how troubled he was, but then, he wouldn't count on it. His friend was very perceptive. And now, not only did he have issue of loving this man, but also having kissed, even for a second, Riddick. All he could do was try to hide it, though. And, of course, there was always the chance that Aragorn would turn and leave. He doubted that the Ranger had sought him out deliberately, and when Aragorn didn't want to talk, he just didn't.

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 07:10 pm UTC (link)
Leaving would be the best option considering that his brain was still clogged. That he had no clean cut answers. Yet explaining why he left might be difficult since Legolas knew he was there.

He moved toward the Elf, his hands behind his back, his eyes still trained on his friend. He moved to stand beside of him but he did not look at the Elf. He could tell the Elf was troubled but he didn't know if he should call him on it.

Truth be told, he knew Legolas would be able to tell that he himself was just as troubled. The feeling from the other day was still there, and then all the confusing feelings within his head and heart. He sighed softly and ran a hand over his head.

"Still feeling something is coming, Legolas? Is that what has you so troubled?" Aragorn asked in a soft voice knowing that it betrayed his feelings but there was not much he could do. He couldn't keep this all to himself in the nature of hiding that something at least was bothering him.

Again he should have left. Talking was not a good idea. Being around Legolas when there was nothing he could do about his feelings even if they were ever returned, and he doubted they would be. But yet, giving up Legolas, staying away was not at all an option. Would he end up becoming one of the very things that Elves hated about Humans? He was not sure. He was an honorable man but also a passionate man and one that always followed his heart.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 07:26 pm UTC (link)
He looked sharply at the human, glancing over at him with concern showing on his face. Despite his preoccupation, he was aware something was wrong with the human. Was it just what they'd been talking about a few days ago, that bad feeling they'd both had? Or was it something else?

"The shadow is still in my mind, but I feel there is little I can do about it. I try not to think overly much on it, although it scares me still."

He saw that the human wasn't looking at him, so he took the opportunity to watch him. The expression on his face made the Elf sigh softly. He was sad, Legolas could tell. He didn't like that. He felt that suddenly he would give anything to make the Ranger happy, even if it meant losing him to send him back to Middle Earth, to his Evenstar. But he didn't have that power.

"Do I seem troubled, my friend? If so, it is not intentional, I assure you. The sunset, it is quite lovely. It was a warm day, did you notice? I've not felt heat like that in a long while."

He chattered on, trying to hide his disturbance as well he could, but even the cheerful tone of his voice sounded forced to his own ears. He winced and let the stream of words slowly die away. The truth was, it felt too much like lying to tell Aragorn he was okay, when he wasn't. And the Human wasn't stupid, he would be able to tell. He shouldn't insult his intelligence like that.

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 07:52 pm UTC (link)
"As it is still in mine, my friend. " Why did the word friend sound so forced and yet so sad as well? It shocked him just how sad and forced it sounded. Sighing once more, Aragorn kept his eyes locked on the water.

He did not want things strained between them, yet he could tell that his friend was disturbed and distracted and he was not sure as to why he could tell it was more than just this feeling of something looming in the darkness. Though he had o clue as to what.

"You seemed troubled, yes. And yes it is a beautiful day. " He paused and this time he took a risk to look at his Elvin friend. Without much thinking he spoke. But this time the language was different. One had had not spoken since coming here. One that he knew Legolas would know. "Tia caes car shaerar ti shor tia syl."

He was not shocked that he gave into his Human weakness to speak the truth and to open himself up.Though it was still cryptic enough to not give away too much.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 08:02 pm UTC (link)
He allowed his eyes, still dark with the weight of his feelings and the doubt he had about them, to roam over the other man's face. Just for a moment, he started to lean closer, and then caught himself and looked away. His eyes went out to sea, and he looked out at the waves, which were starting to darken as the last of the light faded from the sky. Nighttime was coming.

"Very well... I will admit it then. I am troubled." He smiled just a little as the familiar sound of his native tongue swept over him. Anyone listening could, of course, still understand. Mirage translated everything. But he knew that Aragorn was speaking Elven, and he responded in the same language. "Or, tia Col, Ai cyrn sar sai shi sia. Caes eisi sol byr aerolia tylylaer." He sighed and looked down to where the waves were lapping at the shore, nearly at his boots, and switching back to common. "I will admit, I had something occur today which troubled me greatly."

His hand rose to his lips and pressed lightly against them, remembering the other human, Riddick, and how he had kissed him. That part, at least, he could tell Aragorn, even if he would never allow himself to tell him about the love he had for the human Ranger.

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 08:08 pm UTC (link)
His breath hitched when he thought Legolas was leaning in. He was sure for a moment.. then he shook his head. No it was in his head. Legolas was not moving closer.

Though he knew others would know if they were around, he still felt this was a sacred thing between him and the Elf. So once more he spoke in the native tongue. It was such a beautiful language. "Oli tal byr caer shaesi air caes shor jhaer saes, aelael ais air air shyl." He looked away, closing his eyes as he tried to switch gears once more. "WIll you tell me, Legolas, what happened that has you so troubled?"

He hid his own emotions by trying hard to think of Arwen and the fact that he was betrothed. yet he could not. It was as if she didn't matter nor exist.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 08:13 pm UTC (link)
He glanced sharply over at the Ranger once more, shocked by the things he was saying in Elven. At first, he'd refused to believe that a human could even learn this language, but nights spent around the campfire, speaking softly in this same language, had shown him otherwise.

"Vaesar oli myr byr sia... or cylys shyr polari oraesori."

He sighed and shook his head as he fell to the sand, sitting down and somehow managing to be graceful despite his worry and sadness, and the strangeness of everything happening. Back to the common tongue he switched. It didn't seem quite right to talk about Riddick in Elven.

"We will speak on that later, though, my King. First, however, I have a strange thing to relate. Do you remember what I told you of the arrogant human Riddick? The one who almost inspired me to use his bald head as target practice?"

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 08:20 pm UTC (link)
It was a language that he loved. One that he made sure to learn. And one that he often shared with the Elf on their journey. It just.. meant more speaking to him in this way. Though it should not.

"Ais oli pyr byr cali cylys, sael cyrn tyr o ser saes? Air air sher ei Cestal shaejaer sai shi jhaer shor si caes or mor shi shyl shia cylys."

It was not fair to be speaking this way to Legolas. To be bearing his soul. But he nodded when Legolas said they would talk about it later. He frowned wondering what this human, Riddick, had done now.

"Of course. What has the human done this time? Or have you given into your desire to use his head as practice?" This time he chuckled softly and just a little. He knew his friend did not get along well with this human. He also knew that Legolas could not and would not kill him regardless.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 08:26 pm UTC (link)
He couldn't resist throwing one more comment in there, just to prove to the Ranger that he was listening, and that they would speak on this later.

"Ai shyr caes tysi os sor, tia Col... sher jharaes."

Why was his heart beating so fast? Aragorn was speaking so strangely, and he wanted to know what was going on. Was this about Arwen? About the honor that he owed to her as the one who should be his Queen? He didn't understand, but he wanted to.

"Well... no. He was upset, and he... he kissed me. And called me by the name of another, or at least, I think it was a name..."

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 08:31 pm UTC (link)
And to let his friend know that he understood and would get to it later, Aragorn nodded. He didn't need words. he as a man of his word. He had opened this up he would speak on it if asked. And he knew Legolas would not let it go.

He frowned, wondering why his heart felt like it was breaking at just the thought of another kissing Legolas. Why he felt like he could hit this Riddick person. Yet. the fact that Legolas had said he was in pain. And called him another.

"He called you by another's name?" Aragorn asked almost in disbelieve. "Did he say anything? Offer an explanation?" It did not surprise him that he could hear the slight worry and concern for this Riddick in his friends voice despite the fact that Legolas was not fond of him. He was just a compassionate soul.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 08:37 pm UTC (link)
Still troubled by all this, Legolas settled down comfortably on the soft sand and allowed his fingers to run through it. It was like no other substance, this stuff, so soft and rough at the same time. He smiled softly as he looked up at the Ranger. They had things in common, Aragorn and the sand. Rough, beautiful. He wondered if Aragorn would be as much fun to touch as the sand was... and reminded himself he would never know.

"Vaako, he called me, and then pulled away to run off. I do not know who this person is, if indeed it is a person. I sounded like a name, though, the way he said it. I just wish I knew why... why he would do something like that. Why he would kiss me."

He looked at the sand he was playing with and frowned. He hadn't liked being kissed by the human, and it had nothing to do with disliking him. Of course, he did dislike Riddick, but the other man had shown a surprising side to Legolas today. He couldn't hate him with quite the same intensity.

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 08:45 pm UTC (link)
He had no answer, no real answer. But he knew Human's clearly and often times they did things without thinking. He paused and sat down beside Legolas and looked at him.

"You said he was upset?" Aragorn frowned, not liking the fact that his friend had been used but it was a weakness suffered by Men and sadly if Riddick was the way he thought, he was not one to deal with being upset, with having emotions, easily.

"Perhaps he was not thinking correct. Wrong, but still a fault. When one is not used to emotion they do things they would not normally do if they were thinking correct and straight."

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-02 08:53 pm UTC (link)
He nodded, his mind going back to the odd scene on the beach earlier in the day. It had been strange enough to comfort him, but it all got almost into the realm of the surreal when he'd been kissed.

"Yes, he was upset, and in pain, and I spoke to him as I would a child. Aragorn, my King, I swear, I did not want..."

Not that Aragorn would care, he didn't know why he was speaking the way he was. But it seemed suddenly important that the Ranger know that Legolas hadn't been the one to start it, and he hadn't wanted it. Of course, the Ranger would not concern himself with whatever dalliances Legolas got himself into, he was sure of this.

"I apologize, my King. I am still greatly troubled by this. Humans... do such strange things. I do not understand the desire to kiss someone when you have no true interest in them."

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-02 08:59 pm UTC (link)
Legolas had no idea how much it meant to Aragorn that he had not wanted the kiss. Had not started it. He sighed in relieve but had hoped he had covered it with his nod of understanding. He placed a hand on the Elf's shoulder and was shocked to see and feel it shaking.

"Shh. I understand. We do strange things when we hurt and don't understand it, Legolas. Him calling you by something else explains this. I also understand you did not want this."

God he couldn't help but feel the relieve going down to his very core. The thought of Legolas.. no. It was not his business.

"I understand, my Prince. There is no explanation other than the one stated before. Perhaps he was just out of his mind."

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-03 12:28 pm UTC (link)
Funny how he'd been comforting another human earlier today, and now, this human was comforting him. He sighed softly, some of the tension going out of his slender shoulders as he raised his own hand and touched the hand that rested on him.

"The Valar truly have an odd sense of humor at times, don't they, my friend?"

He allowed his fingers to move just lightly over Aragorn's, touching him, exploring the other man in the small way that he could allow himself to. Strong fingers, with callouses from wielding sword and bow. He laughed softly at Aragorn's comment, and shrugged, some of the mischievious sparkle coming back into his eyes.

"Or perhaps, he is in love, my King. In love with whoever this Vaako is. I somehow think that Riddick is not the sort to admit to feeling love, even to himself. It might tear him apart if he learned he was having those emotions for another. I wonder..." he frowned thoughtfully. "I still do not understand this glowing mark he had on his chest. Have you ever heard of anything like that, Aragorn? A mark, shining blue, on his chest over his heart."

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-03 03:54 pm UTC (link)
Hand. Move. Right. Legolas' soft hand, soft smooth skin touching his own more worn, calloused skin. Yet, not shocking to him, his hand did not move. It wanted to have a mind of its own by flipping over, linking his long, old fingers with the slender, youthful ones of the Elf. Thankfully he still had some restraint and honor. Though both were holding on by a thread.

"Has to keep us on our toes, reminds us to stay mindful and alert. And sometimes Valar just needs a laugh, I suppose." There was a small smile on his lips as he noticed the Legolas he knew was starting to come back, little by little.

As those fingers moved over his hand, he sucked in a breath, his heart began to race within his chest. He was sure it would beat right out at any moment. This time he did flip his hand over, his fingers moving just lightly over Legolas' own. He didn't put much thought into it just went with it.

Love.. Well love did make one do things they would not normally do, now didn't they? And if Legolas was right then this Riddick, who didn't seem the type to admit to feelings of any sort would have reacted just the way he did.

"Perhaps you are correct. When one is not used to admitting feelings and emotions, it can drive them to do things they would not usually do. Perhaps this Vaako.. perhaps he might be the key to all this." Aragorn paused, pursing his lips to think about all this. He himself knew the feeling of being in love but not being able to express it for what ever reason. He raised a brow.

"Glowing mark, my friend? Over his heart? I do not believe I have ever heard much less seen anything remotely like that. "

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-03 05:37 pm UTC (link)
Normally, he was fairly good at covering any serious emotion he had with light-hearted frivolity. Not now, though. He had to take a deep breath and his eyes fluttered half-shut as those strong fingers touched his. He was showing much more reaction than he was sure was a good idea, but then, it had been like this for months now, hadn't it? Just small moments here and there when he and the Ranger looked at each other. He should have noticed it before, and he probably would have, were it not for his own sense of honor.

"Arwen..."

He didn't stop touching the other man's hand, though his fingers slowed their gentle stroking until they were barely moving. He couldn't believe he was bringing the Elven Princess into things, but then, Michiru had asked him a very good question. Did he want to know? Part of the curious Elf must want to know, otherwise he wouldn't be speaking like this.

"It occurs to me... My King, do you miss the Evenstar? I hear a great sadness in your voice when you speak of love. Would you have her here or even go back if you could?"

The issue of the glowing mark was forgotten in the urgency of this question, though he tried to make it sound casual, and like it was nothing more than the curiousity of a concerned friend. Riddick's strange behavior wasn't as important as this conversation with the Ranger. He would come back to Riddick and this mysterious Vaako eventually, his curiousity wouldn't allow otherwise. But for now, this was more important.

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-04 06:30 pm UTC (link)
Everything was forgotten. His entire body went stiff when the name was spoken. His fingers almost gripped those of the Elf but he stopped himself. It was a moment of honesty. One he was scared to speak.

"I miss her a great deal, Legolas. But I do not wish to return unless you were to be by my side. " He paused to give more thought to his answer. He could not speak of why he was so sad. Yes, he loved Arwen, however he was not so sure she owned his heart. Thoughts he had already admitted and examined before running into Legolas.

"I think sometimes a situation can make one re examine what is within their hearts. Perhaps even realize that some things were wrong. Or have changed." A sigh came from him as he pulled his hand away not trusting himself. It was quite hard to speak on this and not speak the truth.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2008-09-04 06:39 pm UTC (link)
He nodded slowly, though he didn't fully understand all of what the human was saying. He missed Arwen, but things had changed? What had changed? Did that mean that he wasn't bound to her anymore? It sounded that way. Without thinking, he leaned over until his face was very close to Aragorn's.

"Not all change is bad..."

A thousand thoughts whirled in his head. He could kiss the Ranger now, and then he would know for sure if he had a chance. Michiru had said that he had to be really sure he wanted to know, even if the answer was no. He was getting close, and if there had been no other obstacles... but even if Arwen wasn't in the way, there was so much more. He wouldn't ruin this friendship. Better to have this than nothing.

So, right before their lips would have met, Legolas pulled away and jumped lightly to his feet. With a laugh that seemed carefree, happy, though he was neither, he took off running. Let Aragorn think that he had just gotten bored of the conversation. Let him think whatever he wanted, except for the truth.

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[info]ranger_aragorn
2008-09-04 07:03 pm UTC (link)
Breathing clearly was not needed for him today. Because intently he watched the Elf. He listened to him, watched as he moved closer and he was sure that Legolas was going to kiss him which of course had so many questions within his head.

What did it mean? If Aragorn told Legolas the truth would he understand? Would he accept his heart, his love? But there was no time to ask these things. There was no time to find out if Legolas was going to kiss him. Because before Aragorn could do more than lick his lips and try to breathe, Legolas was on his feet and he was gone.

The Ranger sat there blinking for a while. Then once he gathered himself he just felt numb and incomplete. Like he wanted to truly see where this was headed, but knowing full well he could not. Running a hand through his hair, Aragorn remained where he was for a long time. He honestly wished he could tell Legolas the truth but he knew he would never be able to do that.

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