Introduction I wrote this fic about Legolas and KoUsagi. Who is she? Well, she is a warrior fanfiction girl, in the world of the Dragonlance (Krynn), based on myself. Her friends are Miya (another warrior) and Dark (a wizard) (they were real persons first too). Uhh, it's a long story that we made :). The main thing: Dark did some stupid things, so at the end he tries to save his friends by a spell he had not used before. So KoUsa lands in Middle-Earth, and she wishes to find the others. And she met Legolas... Disclaimer: I do own Legolas :) ! He is mine! --- But his character itself belongs to Tolkien, of course. So are the other LoTR things. But KoUsagi is mine! Now, after this jabber, here it is: *********************************************************************************** KoUsagi: By the Gate Why do I love you? I don't wish the end of this moment, not yet. As we melt together into a single substance of fierce feelings, I yearn for dying instantly. And I know I will live for many thousands of years, while you get older; whither and at last, fall as the most beautiful flower, when the change of seasons comes. I cannot stand this heartache. The sureity that I will just causes it to increase. I know, once I will get over you, over the emotions your mere thought roused on the surface of my mind's cold pond. You are shivering. I know, I know it well enough; this last kiss is killing you. I embrace you unconsciously. My very cells wish to comfort you. Salty. 'Tis your teardrop. You are shaking! -Don't... KoUsa... my lady... do not grieve! -I whisper to you softly.Yet you cry while you continue on kissing my lips firmly. You are a real human; elves are not able to be that desperate about love. That is what touched me on that silver evening. You had already been in love with me by then, hadn't you? I felt it while you made me run across the misty woods, chasing you. As I saw the Moon's flicker on your golden hair, my heart was overflowing with joy and I laughed as a child. I will always be able to recall the very smell of the herbs, the damp earth, the waterfall in the waxing moonlight, mixing with your fresh, sustaining though fragile scent... I'll see you, smiling at me, innocently but still temptingly...That first kiss of ours, under the downpouring cold water... Oh, I wanted you for myself so badly! The touch of your skin made me dazzled, and I was lost forever more, though it didn't last but for a few seconds. That time I dropped only one tear. I felt it deep inside that we cannot be happy for long, and unbearable sorrow would come. We are not fated for each other. You came here by chance, and you were searching for your friends, or for the way back to your world called Krynn... And you are of Man, mortal, while I am destined to be elf and live long. It was mere chance to meet and fall in love with you. I can't be luckier. Your love is a fire roushing through my body, burning and healing it at one time... Mo elven maiden could make this happen to me before... The marvellous human ways you have in loving just made me feel: I should make you mine. But you wouldn't let me. At first. But then came that one mystery-filled night. I had to pay you for all your teaching - by showing you the Elvish way of love-making. Oh, recalling the warm, magic-touched body of yours, becoming one river with mine! Your sigh, rising high, up to the top of the trees... Yes, I made love to you under those sweet-scented maples until the desires you had not even known to exist in yourself were filled in. Now I regret doing that. It just makes this harder. I must let you go. Have we been kissing for a short or for a long time? I do not know. 'Legolas, let her go.' It is Elrond. He is the only one who could teleport you back to your world. And the gate is wide open now. Slowly, I kiss you for last. I hear your voice, the only voice that makes me fall to my knees. 'I'll always remember, Legolas, my love...' It is as you were reading my thoughts. You smile gently at me. 'Take care. Find somebody to-' Your voice breaks. You cannot continue. I kiss your precious hand for last. 'I will be allright.' It is a lie; I won't. Never again. 'Good-bye, my KoUsagi. Find your happiness where you should.' 'I will.' You are lying too, my dearest? Your eyes are only true; they say: 'I will die thinking of our two months together.' Your hand slips out of mines. Last time I felt your skin on mine. You walk through the gate that is whirling inside with a million colour. It is rippling as you take the last step towards the other side. The only thing staying here is your scent... But a breeze cleanses the air, and now you are only a symphony echoing in my heart. The End (?)