fellowshippers | Being one with Nature, 1/?, Dom/Viggo, R

Title: Being one with Nature 1/?
Author: Nixxie + Gypsy
Pairing: Dom/Viggo
Rating: R - NC17
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship and http://www.livejournal.com/users/nixxie_/
E-mail addresses for feedback: nix@nixxie.co.uk + kejazofi@wolfenet.com
Disclaimers: Not ours. Simple as that! The fact that we wish they were is beside the point!
Warnings: Real Person Slash – meaning these are based on real people, whether they really do this stuff is not known by us.

Viggo had only been on the set of "Lord of the Rings" for a few weeks, and
hadn't really gotten to know any of the cast in depth yet, he'd been too
busy going over lines and trying to play catch up to a cast that had months
to prepare for this. It was daunting, but exciting at the same time. Sean
Bean was the only one he had gotten to know at all, and they had made fast
friends.

A copy of LORD OF THE RINGS sat amongst his things now, and the script open
before him, firelight playing across his handsome features. He was using
the few days off to just do a bit of camping in the Wilds of New Zealand, he
loved this land--there was so much inspiration for every facet of the Arts
that Viggo pursued. He had already snapped nearly a dozen rolls of film--on
nature and cast alike.

Leaning against the tree and staring at the fire for a moment, Viggo finally
closed his eyes, breathing in deeply the smell of burning wood and the
forest around him.

_+_+_+_+_+

Dom was pissed...well, not totally pissed...but much more than
merry //Ha-ha...Merry!//

*Hic*

"Fuckit, where the hell am I? Where the hell is he? Just wanted to
talk, get to know...Meet n greet n all...Fucking. Stupid. Trees...Who
the hell planted them all, all the way out here, miles away from
anyone? I mean..."

And that was when Dominic discovered that not all land is one level,
and occasionally (and especially after 5 pints) the ground literally
does fall out from under your feet.

"What the fuck was that?" he rambled on at the world in
general. "Stupid friggin tree root sticking out in the middle of no
where I mean...Ahh...Where was the road again?...that way?...no, I
recognise that bush, don't I??
OhhhFuckitI'mstupidlylostinthemiddleofnowhere!"

He stumbled on for another 10 minutes or so, trying to keep his feet
under him, trying to stop the stars falling down on him. In
desperation he lit ciggie after ciggie knowing he'd run out eventually
but he had to have summat to stop him going nuts.

And then he saw...in the distance...light...fire...

He called out "I Fucking hope that's who I hope it is" totally not
making sense before stumbling once more and falling to his knees in a
pile of leaves.

_+_+_+_+_+

Viggo heard him coming before Dominic actually called out. With a groan,
the man got to his feet. Couldn't get a moment's peace it seemed, even out
here. That *had* to be one of the hobbits, at least it only sounded like
just *one*, and not the whole lot of them. But why on Earth, or Middle
Earth for that matter, would one of them be looking for *him*? Unless there
was someone else camped out in the wilds of New Zealand tonight from the set
of "Lord of the Rings"? Viggo highly doubted it. Casting a glance back at
his campsite, which had been a place of solitude and peace up until that
moment, he headed towards the edge of the clearing ringed by trees.

"That depends on who you hope it is," Viggo called back, leaning against the
tree, letting his eyes adjust back to the darkness, scanning for whoever it
was that had stumbled upon him.

_+_+_+_+_+

Dom looked up from his position on his knees where he'd landed,
seeing the shadow of Viggo silhouetted against the firelight. //God he
makes my knees tremble even when I'm already on my knees!// Dom
didn't even trust standing up for this short amount of
distance. "You, you cunt." //Still not making much sense here
Dommie// He dropped to his hands and started crawling towards the
light "Why the fuck do you have to be all the way out here, nature
boy? Can't you just camp out in me back yard or summat??"

He got within viewing distance of Viggo and looked up, gulping
slightly at the sight. He pushed up onto just his knees, looking up,
grin on his face.

_+_+_+_+_+

Viggo raised an eyebrow.

"Cunt?" he repeated. "I wasn't aware I needed to report my whereabouts to
you?" He offered the younger man a hand though. "And why are you crawling
around the forest on your hands and knees?"

It was as amusing as it was annoying really, and Viggo had a feeling he
wasn't getting rid of Dominic any time soon.

_+_+_+_+_+

"Yes...Cunt as in female version of Dick...think of it as an English
term of endearment! And as to why I'm here...I wanted to see
you...and hands and knees cos the ground wanted me to be friends with
it...and..." He trailed off lifting a hand to his face. "I think I
killed me last ciggie!" He ended holding up the decidedly crumpled
nicotine stick.

_+_+_+_+_+

"And because you're pissed," Viggo observed. "And why on Earth did you want
to see me?" He regarded the handsome young man sceptically. He had no idea
why he would have wandered all the way out here looking for him, they hadn't
really spoken all that much except while filming and there was no time for
in depth conversation. Viggo still felt outside of everything, not quite a
part of it. "Come on, sit by the fire, it's chilly out here."

_+_+_+_+_+

"Not pissed, not pissed per se...just...Umm, Merry..." He finished
off giggling and throwing away his dead ciggie. "And why on earth
can't I come see you...I just wanted...wanted to..." //Okay don't go
any further down that track Dommie, not in your present state!//

Dom managed to get rather unsteadily to his feet and only stumbling a
little walked into Viggo's little area. "Nice place you've got here
Vig."

_+_+_+_+_+

~Vig~ as if they were old friends. Ah well, Viggo didn't say anything
about it. He guided Dominic into a sitting position near the fire, but not
too near.

"Thanks, Dominic," he said. "How about some coffee? I've got some on
already."

_+_+_+_+_+

Dom felt himself warming up, not realising how daft he'd just been,
wandering up from the far away road in just jeans, t-shirt and loose shirt. "Please, Dom
will do just fine...or Dommie. And yeah Coffee'd be good! If I'm
outta Nicotine I'll have to make do with caffeine for a bit I guess!"

_+_+_+_+_+

"Alright, Dom it is then," Viggo commented, pouring some coffee into one of
the tin cups he had--always had a set with him even if he was by himself, he
wasn't even sure why. He held it out to Dominic. "It's strong, and black,
no frills here I'm afraid. This isn't Hotel Mortensen."

Having a seat, regarding the younger man with a curious eye, he pulled out
one of the joints he had brought with him and lit it, taking a long drag
before offering it to Dominic.

_+_+_+_+_+

Dom just smiled as Viggo pulled out a joint, watching him spark it
up, take a drag...and offering it over. "Thanks." He said simply,
taking a long draw and sucking in air after he'd taken the joint from
his mouth, passing it back, holding his breath and releasing it
slowly. "Christ I needed that man! Thanks, it's good, stayed off that
since I've been here...well, too much booze around anyway!"

_+_+_+_+_+

"Drunk has never been as much fun as stoned," Viggo observed. "So what
brings you out here Dom? You said to see me, but that doesn't make a whole
lot of sense, not that much of anything does these days. None of you
hobbits strike me as the get to know nature types though, no offence."

Viggo took the joint back, taking another drag, feeling it work its way into
his brain, making him sigh happily.

_+_+_+_+_+

Dom sipped happily on the coffee //Wow...Strong!// "Drunk is too
hectic, stoned is more still. But maybe tonight I didn't feel like
being hectic, maybe I felt like some stillness. Maybe I thought I'd
find some here...if that's alright?"

tbc…