Disclaimer: I don't know Nsync. I don't know Justin Timberlake in real life. This will be a Justin Timberlake centered story. This story is in no way meant to imply that he is homosexual in real life. This story is simply the work of a fan and is pure fiction.
I don't own The Lord of the Ring or any other works of the series. The rights of the series goes solely to the series author JRR Tolkien.
Now that's out of the way. This story appeared in my head when I was trapped in the car with my relatives for a 24-hour road trip. I was really really bored! I shudder just thinking about that trip. Anyway, if your below legal age to read this where your from, then all I can tell you is stop and don't let your parents catch you. He he that's not much of a warning, but hey what else can I do.
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I must apologize for last chapter. I read back over it after I posted it and discovered a lot of mistakes. That's what I get for trying to edit a chapter and watch TV at the same time. Anyway, ignore those mistakes and try to just read past them. I'll try and not do it again. :)
Chapter 6
The hobbits slashed at the creature's tentacles with their sharp little swords. The rest of the Fellowship had more strength behind their blows and hacked off whole parts of a tentacle that came within reach.
The tentacles that held Frodo were hacked off, but others sprung up from the dark recesses of the water and ensnared Frodo once again. He was lifted high in the air by the many tentacles. His whole body was swinging like a tiny rag doll.
"Strider!" Frodo screamed desperately.
Legolas was shooting a continuous stream of arrows at the creature from the waters edge. Justin, Aragorn, and Boromir entered the water and cut at the tentacles that held Frodo at their base. Aragorn cut off the tentacle holding Frodo.
With a short cry the little hobbit fell from the air. Boromir caught him before he impacted the water's surface.
"Into the mines!" Shouted Gandalf.
"Come on Legolas!" said Justin pulling at the Elf's arm. Legolas was still trying to shoot arrows at the creature, while everyone else was running into the mines for safety. Together Legolas and Justin was the last to enter the mine. The creature gave a loud screeching sound and came out of the water.
The creature however had used the rocks above the door to latch on to. The rocks were not strong enough to support its weight. With a loud boom the walls around the door crumbled down, blocking the exit out and the light.
Breathing heavily Justin looked at the blocked entrance and then the fellowship. Everyone wore a look of supreme unhappiness. "Look on the bright side we're all alive. We just happen to be stuck inside the cellar of some evil villain from an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer."
Gandalf shook his head and sighed not seeing the humor in Justin's attempt to lighten the mood. His attempt failed since they didn't know what he was even talking about. "We now have but one choice," He banged the end of his staff on the ground producing light from the stone fixed on the top of it.
"We must face the long dark of Moria. Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. Quietly now. It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed."
They followed behind the wizard since he has been in the mines before. As they were walking Justin looked at Legolas and noticed something was off. His face usually was a mask of blankness, but right now it was as if his eyes were a bit dimmer.
"What's the matter Legolas?"
He sighed. "Elves don't like to be away from the trees. I feel so disconnected from them."
Gimli overhead their conversation. "Or it could be that all Elves are just afraid of the dark," he chuckled.
Legolas narrowed his eyes a little slightly and was about to retort, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He looked into Justin's ocean blue eyes. "He's just teasing Las." Legolas's heart almost stopped beating as he heard the shorten version of his name slip from the hybrids mouth. Justin didn't seem to notice the Freudian slip.
"Don't get mad," He glanced around the room and shook a little as a tingling feeling of coldness that traveled down his spine. "I get the feeling that if you start a argument you will wake whatever it is that killed all the Dwarves."
He took Justin's hand from his shoulder and squeezed it within his own. Justin felt a surge of courage swell within him when the Elf didn't let go of his hand. Getting lost within the moment he took his other hand and caressed the side of Legolas's cheek softly.
Legolas smiled then it slipped somewhat as a nagging voice entered his thoughts. "What about Boromir?"
Justin frowned. "I've been meaning to ask you. Why do you keep bringing him up?"
"Is he not the one who holds your heart?" asked Legolas.
Justin nodded. "Yeah he does. But all of my friends hold a place in my heart."
Legolas eyes widened. "So you and him are not together."
Justin suddenly had a coughing fit. He calmed down and grinned at the Elf. "Don't get me wrong I like Boromir, but he is just a friend and will always be one."
Legolas smiled shyly, "Then will you do me the honor of letting me kiss you?"
Justin blushed and nodded bashfully, all words seemingly having escaped him at the moment. They leaned towards each other and tilted their heads. Their lips connected and they gasped softly as they felt their stomachs flip flop. Justin groaned as the sensation from kissing the Elf overrode his very mind.
A short cough interrupted their kiss. They looked up to see the rest of the Fellowship standing a little ways ahead of them. They blushed slightly but never released their hold on the other's hand.
"By the Valor! I thought you would never get together!" Gimli kidded.
Boromir scoffed. He glared mockingly at the Elf. "How could you think me and him were together," He couldn't hold of the grin from his face any longer. "I can do a lot better than that!"
"Oh please Boromir! We all know the last person you were together with was an Orc," Justin countered unable to wipe the smile of happiness from his face.
They laughed at the joke. Boromir rolled his eyes and grinned good naturally. "Ha ha ha..." He adopted a serious expression. "I just want you to know that I wish you both congratulations."
Legolas smiled happy that his love's friend accepted them. "Thank you Boromir."
They settled down a couple of hours later to get some sleep. Justin smiled as he saw the spot Legolas cleared next to where he sat his own blanket. He approached the blonde and put his hands on his hips.
He put on a stern look on his face. He failed to play it off since he kept grinning. "I'm warning you any below the belt stuff and I will be forced to open up a can of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
Legolas smiled but there was a touch of confusion in his eyes. "What is a can? And why will you be forced to open it. Is it some kind of weapon against the Dragon you mentioned?"
Justin didn't know whether to laugh outright in his face or kiss him senseless for looking so adorably confused. He settled for the latter. He plopped down and kissed any sort of coherent thoughts from both their minds.
He leaned back and looked into Legolas's eyes. His eyes were glazed over and an expression of ecstasy was pasted on his face.
"Goodnight," said Justin laying down and closing his eyes.
Legolas snapped out of his daze state. He glared down at Justin. 'The little fox is actually pretending to be asleep. Two can play that game.'
He laid down and closed his eyes with a little smile on his face. Justin cracked open an eye and sat up. He looked over to Legolas 'sleeping' form. He shook his shoulder to wake him up. The Elf didn't so much as move.
If Justin were thinking correctly he would have noticed that the Elf had a smile on his face. And that his eyes were closed. He had been told at the beginning of the trip that Elves didn't need to sleep with their eyes closed. They usually kept their eyes open and they entered into a state of meditation.
Justin poked his shoulder. "Las, are you woke?"
Legolas pretended to wake up. "I am now."
Justin eyes narrowed. "You did that on purpose didn't you."
He shrugged. "I do not know what you're talking about. I was merely sleeping."
Justin stopped glaring and smiled innocently. "I'm sorry kissing you senseless and then just going to sleep. Can I have another kiss." He made his eyes real big and watery.
Legolas believed his innocent expression. "Of course. Don't be sad."
Justin beamed. 'Score!' he thought leaning forward and claiming his prize.
Pippin groaned loudly from where he lay. "Come on you guys. I can actually hear you kissing! Some of us want to try and sleep!"
They broke apart their eyes bright with laughter. They laid back down with Justin's back pressed into Legoas's chest and the blondes arms wrapped around his waist.
'Perfect,' they unknowingly thought at precisely the same time.
It was their third day within the mines and they were soon approaching the exit. After walking a bit the group came to an opening that had three passages.
Gandalf stopped and rubbed his beard. "I have no memory of this place."
"Are we lost?" asked Pippin.
"No," answered Merry.
"I think we are?" he replied.
"Shhh...Gandalf's thinking," said Merry.
"Merry?"
"What?"
"I'm hungry,"
Justin's head went back and forward between the two hobbits. It was like watching a tennis match. The two hobbits always had some kind of comeback for some witty remark one would make. It was a constant source of amusement listening to them argue on about something.
Frodo glanced over the edge of the cliff and gasped. "Gandalf! Gollum is here."
Gandalf nodded. "I know. He has been following us for three days."
"He escaped the dungeons of Barad-dûr?"
"Or set loose. He hates and loves the Ring. As he hates and loves himself. He will never be rid of his need for it"
Frodo shook his head and adopted a bitter expression. "It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance."
"Is Gollum the one who found the ring after Isiludur?" Justin asked.
"Yes. Gollum was once a hobbit like creature. But the power of the ring twisted and warped his mind. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before this is over."
Frodo looked down at the ring from where it lay on the chain around his neck. "I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had ever happened."
Gandalf shook his head. "So do all that come to see such times, but that is not for them to decide." He stared at Frodo with the expression of a sympathic parent. "All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world, Frodo, besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring. In which case you were also 'meant' to have it."
"And that is an encouraging thought. Eh - it's that way." He pointed to one of the three passageways.
"Ah... Gandalf's remembered," said Merry.
Gandalf smiled and turned around with his eyes twinkling in humor. "No, but the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose."
"Let me risk a little more light." Gandalf said making the light on the end of his staff glow brighter in the process.
The light flooded out from the stone and chased away the dark shadows from the walls. They found themselves standing in a long corridor with giant stone pillars going on as far as they could see.
"Behold the great realm of the Dwarf-city of Dwarrowdelf," the wizard said gesturing with his arm.
They walked further on down the hall and came upon an open doorway. In it they could see the dead rotting bodies of Orcs. Before they could say a word Gimli ran away from them and into the room.
"Gimli!" Aragorn called.
They followed him into the room. The room was massive and in the middle stood a large stone tomb. A light shined down from the wall and shined light down on the stone tomb. Gimli was on his knees in front of the tomb muttering Balin over and over again.
Justin felt his throat tighten up as he realized this was the cousin Gimli kept bragging about. This must be his tomb.
Gandalf walked in front of the tomb and read the words inscribed on its surface. "Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria." He is dead then. It's as I feared."
He took off his hat and gave it to Pippin along with his staff. He walked over to a body of a dwarf. It was clutching a thick ancient volume in its dead hands. Gandalf opened the book and began to read.
"They have taken the bridge and the second hall. We have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out. They are coming."
He looked up and everyone paled as they realized that whatever the Dwarves awoke was something more dangerous than even Orcs.
Pippin touches a skeleton by a well in a corner of the room. The skeleton falls into the well, dragging with it a bucket making too much noise.
Gandalf rounded angrily on the hobbit. "Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity."
Drumbeats are heard echoing off the chamber walls. Justin glances at Frodo and gasps as he sees Sting glowing blue. Sting was the sword Bilbo gave Frodo in Rivendell. The sword only glows when Orcs are near.
Everyone looked at Frodo's sword and in silent agreement they each pulled out their own weapons. Boromir hurriedly shut the door and placed a thick piece of wood in its metal hooks attached to the back of each door. It would only hold them off for so long.
Justin's pulled out his sword and hurriedly turned to Legolas. They shared a look that spoke of all the feelings they held for each other. There was also a message within it. It said you better make it through this alive.
Suddenly a loud pounding on the doors forced them to take on defensive stances. Gandalf bowed his head and sent a silent prayer. 'May Iluvatar be with us.'
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