Title: The Love Of Two Hobbits.
Author: Becki
Pairings: Frodo/Sam.
Email: Beat_me_at_life@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns all of Middle Earth. Not me or 
anyone else!
I don't want any money for this. Not one cent.
Although I have made up my own world, it will never be as 
wonderful as J.R.R Tolkien's Middle Earth.
Summary: All about Frodo and Sam. The only pair that really 
deserve to put into slash fiction stories.
Feedback: Would be fantastic thanx!


"Hullo Mr. Frodo. How be you today?" asked Samwise, as he 
walked along the road.

"Quite good thank you Sam. Just continuing to live life as 
usual."

He smiled as he stood at the front of his hole. Sam weakly 
smiled back to him.

"Why don't you have a rest for a while Sam? Come inside and 
have some tea."

Frodo asked him. Sam really did want to, as he loved to 
spend any time he could spare with Frodo. His weak smile 
became a sly grin. He looked around him to check if anybody 
was around.

No one in sight. "OK Mr. Frodo, but only for a little 
while. I've still got work to do you know."

Sam went inside and had a wonderful time with Frodo. They 
talked a bit about Bilbo's adventures.

They also talked about their own adventure that they had in 
the past. The journey of the One Ring. Luckily, it hadn't 
destroyed them, but made them tougher then any hobbits in 
The Shire.

The next day, Sam was hard at work, for the day before he 
had spent too much time with Frodo. The Gaffer had scolded 
him for it. Later at night though, Sam was at Frodo's once 
again.

"And then he asked, so, where are we going?" said Frodo, 
putting on Pippin's accent. He and Sam laughed out loud 
together.

They had some supper and then Frodo settled into a chair 
next to Sam, near the fire.

"Sam," began Frodo. "If you had special feelings for me, 
you would tell me, wouldn't you?"

Frodo's facial expression suddenly changed to that of 
worry. Sam looked at that face and felt sadness come over 
him. He just stared into the fire for a minute.

"I... I.." He stuttered. "I... don't really know... what to 
say Mr. Frodo." Sam looked at the floor, blushing.

A pair of raised eyebrows looked at Sam.

"Please Sam. Tell me..." Frodo begged to him.

He felt guilty asking Sam about how he felt, but he wanted 
to know if Sam felt the same way he did.

Frodo sighed deeply as he stared at the picture of Bilbo, 
Sam, the Gaffer and himself on the desk nearby. What was he 
doing to Sam? His dear beloved Sam, asking him a question 
like that, really! Frodo thought to himself. He looked at 
Sam. "Sam... you don't have to answer. It was just a silly 
question to ask. I'm sorry I..."

But before he could finish his sentence Sam interrupted.

"I love you, Mr. Frodo!" There was a short pause and then, 
"I'm sorry. I can't hide it anymore."

Then Sam walked out the front door of Bag End, into the 
night.

Frodo rushed outside after Sam. "Wait! Sam please, come 
back!" he shouted.

Just when Frodo was about to give up hope, a dark figure 
came up the steps of Bag End. Frightened a bit, Frodo 
stepped back. Then a voice said, "Mr. Frodo it's me. It's 
Sam. Don't you know your Sam?"

Frodo was so happy that he ran up to Sam and threw his arms 
around him. He realeased him as soon as he realised what he 
had done.

"Sam please forgive me. I was so worried that I'd hurt your 
feelings and... and..."

Frodo stopped for a moment.

They looked into eachothers eyes. Frodo's eyes were so 
beautifully blue and clear. Sam's eyes were so soft and 
gentle.

Sam waited to hear what he thought was going to be a 
rejection, but strangely his heart told him otherwise.

"My Sam." Frodo smiled. "I wanted you to come back because 
I want you here with me."

There was a slight pause. "I love you Sam and I never want 
you to lose you!"

Sam smiled. They looked into eachothers eyes once more. 
"I'm sorry Sam, but I can't resist..." Frodo began, but he 
didn't finish his sentence.

Their lips touched. Sam kissed Frodo ever so gently. It was 
like heaven.

Frodo suddenly shivered.

"It's cold out here and we'll catch colds if we don't get 
inside Sam." They both laughed.

Once inside, Sam sat near the fire with Frodo in his lap.

"Sam..." said Frodo drowsily.

"Yes Mr. Frodo?" came the reply.

"I don't want this to ever end. I want to be with you 
forever..." and with those words Frodo drifted off to 
sleep.

When he woke up, he was in his own bed alone.

'Oh no. Don't tell me it was a dream!' he thought.

There was a knock on the bedroom door. It was Sam.

"Morning Frodo. Here's your first breakfast." and Sam gave 
him a quick kiss.

Frodo was releived. It wasn't just a dream after all. 
"Thankyou Sam." and he smiled.

Suddenly Sam stopped in the doorway and said "I love it 
when you smile Frodo. You should smile more often!"

Then he left the room.



The End.