14-Line Slash Story

by The Magic Rat

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Gandalf/Legolas

Warnings: One swear word. Sorta.

Disclaimer: All characters, places and situations are the property of the Tolkien Estate, and are borrowed without permission, without intent to plagiarize or profit.

"I was suggesting to Peter yesterday he should insert some love interest for Gandalf in a later [film]. He suggested Galadriel...I said, no, I was thinking more of someone like Legolas." - Sir Ian McKellen, Sunday, February 17, 2002. The Observer.

How could any slash writer resist an invitation like that?

Aragorn stopped just outside Gandalf's private quarters and tapped on the door, uncertain if the old wizard would be awake yet. Above him, the morning sun shone clear and bright over the city of Gondor, glinting off of the tall spires still standing after the long battle. He smiled as he listened to the faint sounds within; the meandering stumblings of one who had drunk too much, made a little too merry, and had far too little sleep.

Much of Gondor was in the same state this fair day.

The footsteps reached the door finally, and it opened slowly. There, blinking in the sun, golden hair askew, wincing in the light, was Legolas. Aragorn stepped back in surprise.

"Legolas! I hardly expected to find you here."

"Mph," muttered the Elf, who retreated into the cool, dark seclusion of the small room. Aragorn stepped into the little chamber, closing the door behind him.

Legolas made his way over to the bed and sat down on it, looking unsteady and somewhat befuddled. A look of concern crossed Aragorn's face.

"Are you all right?"

Legolas turned his gaze to his friend, using one long hand to shove his unkempt hair out of his face, then said; "I thought the old bastard would never get tired."