IS92: Yay! My first real Yaoi fic! This is also the first fic of mine that I've ever used Sheik as the narrator… So if I don't exactly do a good job, remember this is my version of Sheik. (Also meaning I know Sheik is supposed to be Zelda…) He's sooooo adorable! 3 *Hugs Sheik*
Sheik: Get off! *shoves*
IS92: *sob* they always do that… Sooooo, the usual, I've never owned Zelda, etc. Oh, and if you don't like Yaoi, don't read. If you do or don't know what Yaoi is (or why I keep capitalizing it… eheh.) then go ahead! Read and review, please!!!!!
Chapter one
As I sit here next to him, my mind wanders. What is a scrawny little Sheikah like me doing with a strong, kind, gorgeously handsome young warrior like the Hero of Time? Link could have had anyone of hundreds of different lovers (Of both genders, I might add) and yet he chose me. As I look down into the relatively calm Zora's River, I wonder why he finds me so appealing. My dirty blonde hair hangs into my face, covering one of my crimson eyes. The rest of my face is concealed by my cowl, a last defense against his childish curiosity. I'm not really attractive by any means. I'm far too pretty for my gender. I mean, for the love of Nayru, I look like a girl! There's practically nothing masculine about me unless I'm fighting. The touch of an arm snaking around my shoulders snapped me out of my thoughts. I sighed. He was trying to reach out to me again. I love him, I really do. I'm just too used to being on my own, keeping myself distant, to really appreciate his affection. I turn towards him, and my crimson eyes lock with his azure stare. He smiles at me, making me blush. Did I look surprised or something? I'll never know. I lose myself in the smile that lights up his eyes again. Then that stupid memory of mine has to ruin the moment. Is it so crazy that his smile reminds me of another? It tortures me. Link's smile… reminds me of him. The one I couldn't save.
The day I first saw him, I was surprised to have found another Sheikah. Impa and I were supposed to be the last ones. Everyone else had vanished, including my parents. But when I saw his crimson eyes, I knew. He was like me. A Sheikah.
He was roughly my age, too. I was only fourteen at the time, a full three years before I'd go to help the Hero. Before I'd meet Link. His hair was so blonde it was almost white, and his eyes, they were like twin rubies. … I noticed another ruby-colored thing. It was appearing all over him. Blood.
There was a gash running across his chest, almost all the way from his left shoulder to his waist on the right. Several smaller cuts adorned his wiry arms. A single cut, barely a scratch, ran along his left cheek, bleeding slightly. I could see he was having difficulty breathing and as soon as it registered within his mind that I was a friend, whatever adrenaline was coursing through his veins gave out. As he began to fall, I rushed forward. I caught his head before it hit the ground. Whatever he had been through, he had lost a lot of blood. With the bandages and everything I had at the time, I bound his wounds as best I could. He would die if I didn't get him professional help soon, so I hefted him up onto my back. His head rested on my shoulder, making his breath hit my neck.
Needless to say, it was rather distracting.
IS92: So how did you like the first chapter? No big stuff yet, just the start of a trip down memory lane… (dang that's cliché.) Things will heat up as Mr. has-no-name-yet's identity is revealed… and his relationship with Sheik deepens.
Sheik: What do you mean, deepens!?!
IS92: You know what I mean, Mr. what-do-you-mean.
Sheik: oh sh**.
IS92: Bad Sheik. No swearing. I censor you.
Link: Hey! Do I even get to talk in here? All we've heard is Sheik!
IS92: silly little hero, you just spoke! MWAHAHAHA
Sheik: …*sweat drop*
Link: …*sweat drop*…what's with the evil laugh?
IS92: I'm a little hyper right now… I'm just so 'xcited, guys! I love dirty little secrets……
Link: *looks at Sheik, wanting to know and not wanting to know all at the same time*
Sheik:… What?