Disclaimer: I do NOT own Zelda, Link, or Sheik. If I did then I'd make sure everyone knew Sheik was male.

Title: Shadows in the Light

Pairings: Male Sheik/Link

Rating: T / Pg-13 (M later on?)

Genre: /Romance/Humor/Drama

Summary: As one of the last Sheikah, I have a huge responsibility. I have been trained my whole life and kept away from the world. Then Impa HAD to go and hire me a body guard and one that wears too much green!

Timeline: Alternate universe/ Take note that it is written in current timeline.

Warnings: Sheik is his own person and also male. If you don't like, please don't read. Also this is yaoi. Meaning two boys! And with two boys in love, you know what's adrift!

Status: Ongoing

A/N: Oh my...a SHINK story! I am really excited about it though *_* Guys please let me know what you all think of it so far!

Shadows in the Light

Chapter One

I use to be afraid of my shadow when I would stand into the light. Perhaps that's always why I prefered darkness...

...this is where my story began.

"Sheik, get your ass down here and EAT!"

Oh goddesses.

Impa can't give me a break can she? I rolled my eyes at her, choosing not to glance at my door which was inched open. I was almost finished with this level on my game and I've been at it for hours.

That was the wonderful joys of summer and somehow Impa missed that memo.

There was no way I was excited about college starting next week. It involved a dorm and also being a 'grown up'. Not as if I wasn't trained for that already. Honestly, I was trained for so much more. I sighed and shook my head as I pressed the X button a few too many times on the controller. "DAMNIT!"

The controlled was tossed for the umpity time across my room and I cursed the rainbow.

"SHEIK!"

"GODDESSES DAMNIT WOMAN!"

"STOP SAYING THAT AND GET YOUR STUPID ASS DOWN HERE BEFORE I STRING YOU UP ON THE ROOF BY YOUR TOES!"

I huffed and glared at my door. I knew she'd do it too. Giving up, I stood running a hand through my unruly blonde hair. Impa sort of became my mom after my parents died several years ago. I was only six when they were murdered and then two years later I was taken from my country and moved to America with Impa. She was part of my family heritage and actually one of the few Sheikah who remained besides me.

Apparently I was a big deal because I was supposed to revive my family name and become some powerful leader for the Sheikah. That's what I was in case you were wondering. I was weird looking with bright red eyes that I had to hide with blue contacts and my ears are pointy, too, but I guess it's more normal to say I have deformed ears than devil eyes. We were powerful and we were born to serve and protect. It was our life to become the shadows and make ourselves invisible, but also visible. The whole thing gave me a headache and through my entire life I have been trained to prepare myself for a future that honestly sounds like an asshole.

I lazily walked down the stairs and arrived in the kitchen. Sighing, I crossed my arms and leaned all my weight on my left hip, "You rang."

Impa's expression slightly scared me, but I was used to it by now, "You're completely useless, you realize that? Now sit down and eat and stay off the damn video game or else I'll set it on fire!"

Sad thing is, I've seen Impa light things on fire before. Dinner, lunch, breakfast…my bedroom….

I plopped down in my chair and twisted my fork into the spaghetti. Impa sure knew how to cook when she wasn't setting the house on fire. I couldn't learn how to cast fire and Impa had been trying to teach me for years, although last year she decided to stop training me for fire wielding for my protection. She told me that wielding fire is dangerous and it could be the termination of my life if I ever learned how, simply because normal people don't go around casting fire with their hands. I guess that was a sure sign that Impa didn't trust me. Fire was a big deal though, even back in my country. Impa was the only remaining Sheikah that still had magic, everyone else had perished.

"Are you prepared for school yet?"

Small talk once again. "Yea, I guess so.." I answered taking another bite, making sure not to let my gaze meet hers.

"You need to start preparing yourself, this is gravely important for you future."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, "I don't see how that is the case when I'm not going to be using any of this knowledge in my future."

"You'll know more about these Americans and that could be assistance for you."

I shook my head in disbelief, "Impa, I haven't had many friends growing up and even now, you're so scared for me to do anything that it just….." I nursed my temples, "its plain irritating."

Impa bit her lower lip and stared off at nothing in particular, "Yea I've been meaning to talk to you about that."

"What do you mean?" I quirked a brow and forgot my dinner beside me.

"Listen Sheik there is somet-"

'DING DONG'

The doorbell caught both of our attention and I stood out of my chair the same time as Impa, "Who is that."

"Just shut it and put on your covering."

I sighed heavily and quickly ran up to my room to grab my head covering and face wrap. I wasn't allowed to show anything except my fake eyes to anyone. It was the reason why I didn't have many friends. Everyone thought I was a huge freak. Impa was allowed to see me, but she was the only one. It was a disgrace to let outsiders see a Sheikah's face, although Impa was the only exception to this rule since she was a master. There was no telling if I'd ever be that level of importance so I became use to hiding my features. I slipped on fingerless gloves, too because even though I didn't see the harm in my hands showing, Impa would have a frenzy.

I began to run down the stairs again with my blonde hair slapping me in the eyes. You would imagine I would slip and fall, but I was so use to being blinded by my hair and cowl that I was pretty good at navigating my way in the dark.

I stopped half way down the stairs once I noticed Impa talking to a boy who looked my age with blonde hair similar to mine. He wore a forest green V-neck shirt with black trousers. Impa glanced my way, interrupting whatever the guy was saying and motioned for me to come to her.

I cautiously made my way towards her quirking a brow, "Sheik, this is Link, he is….well…umm…" Impa cleared her voice and then flashed her eyes towards 'Link'. "He is your body guard."

"W-what!" I dug my nails into the side of my head and glared, "I don't need a damn body guard!"

"Sheik!" Impa retorted and I simply ignored her.

"No! This is stupid, why do I need a body guard? I could kill this guy if I wanted to!"

"Sheik, I'm only here to help you." Link stepped between me and Impa and held out his hand, "It's really nice to meet you, I've heard wonderful things about you."

I slapped his hand away with gritted teeth. Although you couldn't see my jaw, the anger was evident in my eyes.

Before I knew what happened, I was shoved back against the front door by Impa. Her arm was against my throat making it hard to breathe, "Sheikah, you WILL apologize immediately! What do you think you are! You existence is meaningless when you display this behavior!" Her ruby eyes were now glaring into mine as I struggled to breathe. Once she released me I was quick to my knees, bowing to Impa and this rat in green. I begged myself to control my emotions. I kept my gaze to the floor and my head lowered, "My apologies, master. Forgive me."

There was silence, but I did not waver.

"Link is trained with not only firearm, but also with a sword. He was brought up in a place known as Hyrule and his skills are above anyone else of his kind. He is not only your body guard, but also your master just as I am. You will do whatever he asks and address him correctly." As Impa spoke I only became angrier. Luckily I was skilled in holding a façade.

"Impa, he doesn't have to address me formally, just Link will do." The dork grinned sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head. This idiot must have been a joke.

"No, Link, he must learn respect." Impa grabbed my shoulder and motioned for me to rise, "Sheik, you know I love you and I need not say more. You see, I'm leaving for this country and heading back to retrieve the remaining Sheikah. There are only about six remaining Sheikah and I hear that one of them is a girl who is willing to rebuild the bloodline with you."

Hearing those words made me bite my tongue. I had heard my whole life I had to rebuild my clan, but I didn't want it to be with someone that I didn't choose. I felt like so used and as if I was worth nothing.

"…of course, ma'am."

Impa grabbed the corners of my face and stared deep into my fake blue eyes, "Link will take care of you and you will serve allegiance to him. Tomorrow before I leave, I will hold a small ceremony to join you as Link's guard and in return, Link shall protect you so that you can restore the Sheikah clan. With you two working together, I'm sure you'll both be alright. Don't forget all your training and why you're here, Sheik."

Impa released my face and turned towards the mimicking blonde, "Thank you so much, Link. You are a hero to the Sheikah and a hero to us both." I watched as Impa smiled weakly and Link nodded his head in return. Why didn't Impa inform me of this news beforehand? Less than an hour ago I was enjoying the life of summer for a teenager before college began and now…now I was back to being a Sheikah, a guard, a slave.

"Sheik, please show Link to the guest room and retire for the night. You'll both need rest for tomorrow."

Without a word I nodded and began to head up the stairs. Link followed with his suitcase in hand.

I remained silent until we reached his room, "My Lord…" I spoke in a mere whisper.

Link stepped past me and flicked on the light. Of course the room was extremely tidy as it should be. There was a queen size bed in the middle of the room with a dresser and a nightstand. The walls were a vanilla color and there wasn't much to write home about honestly.

"You don't need to call me Lord; Link is fine."

I chose to ignore him as I turned on my heels to leave, but he caught my arm, "Also, Sheik….you don't need to hide your eyes from me."

I yanked my arm away with a scoff, "I don't show myself to outsiders." With that I walked away and went to my room, trying desperately not to slam my door.