Description: Sequel to "Let Me Love You". Blue is devastated by Red's infidelity. Green wants him to heal, but can he possibly get over his feelings for Red? Yaoi.

AN: You guys begged for a sequel and you got it! Aren't I nice: PRAISE ME! … Jk. This one comes in three parts. Originally I was going to submit Four one-shots that all follow each other, but that seemed… totally inconvenient. So I'm doing it this way. I ADVISE reading "Let Me Love You" first, or you might be a little lost.

Warning: The rating may go up; if one person tells me they think the rating needs to go up, I will raise it. Yaoi, hurt-comfort, swearing, lots of drama.

Red could hear the door open, and close. Then again. Blue's door. He pulled his knees up to his chest, draped in his blanket, surrounded by his collection of pillows, quite a few which Blue had gotten for him. Green had gone after Blue. Green had comforted him. Green had brought him too bed.

That should have been him.

He should have explained right away. He shouldn't have let Blue leave. His new lover was sweet but he wasn't worth losing Blue. None of them loved him like Blue did. He hadn't realized how upset Blue was. He'd thought, he could explain himself the next day. He'd thought, he could explain himself anytime. Blue would always be there for him. Blue loved him. He'd realized his mistake when Vio had stopped him from leaving…

Green wanted Blue.

His Blue.

Red sniffed as tears welled up in his eyes. Blue would see Green as another option. He would realize that someone else loved him, and he would leave Red all alone. Red realized for the first time, that he could lose him.

The tears spilled down over his cheeks as he started to shake. He wanted to go to Blue, throw himself into his arms and apologize. He would do anything to be forgiven. He'd made a mistake. He'd made many mistakes, but he couldn't lose Blue. Not Blue.

He buried himself into his pillows afraid to hear any sounds that came from the others room. He couldn't go to Blue. He was with Green. Red bit into his lip and sobbed silently.

'But… Blue loves me... doesn't he? He promised. He loves me…'

…

Blue had a fever.

That was too be expected. He'd spent Nayru only knew how many hours in the rain that night, in the cold, only to break down in tears. What else could have happened?

Blue sat up, very slowly; his face flushed, his ears tilted down, his heart in pieces shattered across his chest. He felt horrible. Like his entire world had come crashing to a halt and he'd lost everything that was important to him. Which was mostly true.

He looked at the door, feeling his skin crawl. He really needed to get clean. Something was on his skin and it bothered him; he hated being dirty. He wanted to wash… but he couldn't seem to find the energy to get out of bed. He didn't have any motivation to get up. So he laid back down.

He wanted to fall asleep. He wanted to fall asleep and never wake up. So that he would never have to think again. So he would never feel any pain again. Physical pain he could deal with. Physical pain he handled on a regular bases. But the pain of knowing his lover, his beautiful, innocent love had chosen someone else over him…

He gritted his teeth as his eyes started to burn. 'Damn it!' He thought. 'Why won't it just go away?'

There was a knock on the door and he jumped. Turning to look, he swallowed. "Who is it?"

"It's me. Are you up?"

Green.

Blue dropped back onto his pillow, with a sigh. He couldn't tell if he was disappointed or relieved. "Yeah, sure... Come in."

The door opened and Green walked around to the other side where Blue was facing. The leader was all dressed, and in his cloak even. "Hey." He greeted.

Blue didn't look at him. "Hey."

Green frowned, reaching down to touch his head. Blue leaned slightly into the cool touch. "I knew it. You're burning up."

"Whatever…" Blue muttered, looking at him finally. Something about the way Green smiled made him remember, and he jerk into a sitting position. "You-!" All the blood rushed to his head, and the world seemed to swirl. "Ogh…!"

"Whoa!" Green exclaimed, taking his shoulders and forcing him to lie back down. "Not so fast!"

Green.

Green had confessed to him the night before. Green was in love with him. 'Ugh…shit…' He didn't know how to deal with that on top of everything else that was going on. Hell, he wouldn't have known how to deal with that by itself! "Green…"

The other smiled again, just a little. "You've really got a fever, Blue. You need to take it easy. I heated up a bath for you. I know you hate being dirty, but do you want to stay in bed instead?"

Blue groaned. "…No… I feel gross…"

Green took his arm and helped him stand up. Blue scowled. He'd even gone to sleep in his clothes. Green had reminded him to change, but he couldn't have cared. Actually with everything that was going on, it seemed rather trivial… He shook the other off, not wanting to feel quite so helpless, but made Green go first, incase Red was still there.

He wasn't. Green brought him to the bathroom, and left to get Blue some clean clothes and change the sheets, as Blue got in the tub. He scrubbed himself down, enjoying the hot water, and soap, not looking when Green came back in to drop off his clothes. When Blue was all clean, he dried off and pulled on the clean, surprisingly warm, clothes. A very soft blue shirt that reached mid-thigh, and a pair of equally comfy grey sweats. 'Staying in' clothes.

Green smiled when he came out, but the look faded fast. Blue looked a little better, but at the same time, he looked a lot worse. His eyes weren't focused, and his face was even redder then before. Green bit his lip. Had the best plan been to make him stay in bed? Damn it.

"I had Vio make you some soup." He began; knowing he and Blue weren't the best cooks in the world. "Why don't you go back to your room, and I'll bring it in?"

Blue huffed, storming over (as well as he could manage), and dropping himself into his chair. "I can eat here. I'm well enough for that."

Green frowned. "Blue, you're sick. Don't force yourself to do things you don't need to do."

Blue looked away stubbornly. "I just want to eat at the table."

Green couldn't help thinking the other looked really cute. He threw up his arms. "Fine! Do as you will." He brought the soup over.

Blue ate it slowly, glancing up at him. "You have your cloak on… are you going somewhere?"

Green crossed his arms. "I'm supposed to go to the castle. The King summoned me." He looked over. "But I don't think I want to leave you alone…"

"You have to go if you're summoned." Blue insisted. "Where are-…t-the others?"

Green frowned. "I asked Vio to take Red to town." He watched Blue flinch violently at his lover's name. "I figured you wanted some time away from him."

Blue let out a shuddered breath. "Yeah, thanks…" his head fell into his hands. "I feel so weak Green… I can't… even face him. I'm afraid to face him. Red!" He shivered. "Sinners are afraid of Red. Monsters, and demons, and bad guys… What does that make me…?"

Green felt his blood boil again. Why did Red weald that much power over him? What right did Red have to make the other doubt himself like that! He went to Blue's side, and touched his shoulder, kneeling down so that Blue could see him, if he chose to look. "First off Blue: You're not weak. Ok? You are anything but weak. You are the strongest person I know."

Blue scoffed, not believing that.

"I'm serious." Green told him, rubbing his arm comfortingly. "But you've been hurt. He hurt you deeply, and you aren't used to that. I'd be concerned if you weren't hurting… and second: Stop thinking of Red as some kind of angel! He's not some divine oracle of The Three, Blue. He's Hylian, just like us. He was… as much as I hate to say it, part of Link."

Blue looked up offended. "Green! How could you say that!

Green glared. "No, damn it; I don't care! I hate to think that creep was part of us! I can't believe that we were once a cheat!"

"We weren't!"

"Clearly we were!"

"We weren't! Red said… Red said it was something else…" He looked down. Was he still arguing for the boy? Yes. …Because he was still hoping it was true…

Green watched him, and then stood up, with a sigh. "Finish eating so that you can get back in bed. I'm not leave you here on your own."

Blue narrowed his eyes, and took a spoonful of the soup, swallowing it so Green could see he was fully capable of caring for himself. "Go." he ordered. "I'm well enough to finish my soup, and get in bed. Go on."

Green crossed his arms. "What if you get worse?"

"I'll be fine till you get back." He promised. "You said I'm the strongest person you know. Shouldn't I be able to handle this?"

Green held back a smile. Blue was throwing his own words back at him? The stubborn little… but, he loved that about him. "Alright. Fine. But I want you to sleep. Promise me you'll sleep."

"Yeah, whatever," was the closest thing to agreement he was going to get. Green put off leaving for as long as he could, before promising to be back as quickly as he could.

For the second time in a row, Blue had the house to himself. He ate the soup slowly, feeling a little better with each bite that hit his stomach. He focused on the soup, thinking about nothing other then the flavor. When he was done, he went back to his room and crawled under the covers. The bed was soft, and warm, and sleep was exactly what he needed.

But as he started to drift off, he couldn't resist the thoughts that were foremost on his mind. He was pulled away from unconsciousness by Red. Thoughts about how he would never be able to touch him again. Never be able to kiss him, or hold him, or whisper how much he loved him… Thoughts of Red crawling into a bed that wasn't his.

His stomach churned, and the blue hero ran to the bathroom, throwing up his nice breakfast. His body felt hot, and the nasty taste filled his mouth and burned his nostrils. When he was done, he sat there, leaning over the toilet, not feeling any better. It was worse then he remembered. Groaning, he got up and cleaned his mouth; brushing his teeth until the taste was gone.

Then he stumbled back to bed, falling into a fitful, and feverish sleep.

…..

At some point, Blue became aware of someone in the room. He felt the cold washcloth being pressed against his forehead. He was pretty sure that he managed to open his eyes, but he wasn't sure. He couldn't remember who it was, if he had. His dreams were weird, and broken, interrupted by his inability to stay completely asleep. He dreamt that he was eating his sword, and then that he was being introduced to a man in a mask that he was supposed to know. Someone helped him drink some water, and he dreamt that he was drowning.

At one point, he was standing before a door. Two hands were in his, and he knew they belonged to Red and Green, but they were standing behind him. He could only bring one of them, through the door, and he had to make a decision. He knew which boy he wanted, and he knew which boy he was supposed to pick.

But what he didn't know, was which boy, stood on which side of him.

That dream didn't have a conclusion either. He was woken up by a sigh, and rolled his head to the side. "…red…" He muttered.

The cloth was taken away, and he was met by two blue eyes. "Blue, you have a fever."

Startled, Blue sat up, and moved back. It was Red. "Red…! I-!" He didn't know what to say; he felt like he was going to be sick again. Why was Red there? Wasn't Green supposed to be taking care of him? Where was Vio? Hadn't he been in charge of keeping Red away? He wasn't ready to face him!

Red's eyes widened at little, and he pressed the washcloth to his lap, biting his lip. Blue felt his heart pound as tears welled up in the boy's eyes. He hated when Red cried. Red was supposed to be happy. It was his job to keep Red happy. "Please Blue…" The boy whispered. "Please don't hate me…" He looked down, trying to hide the tears that overflowed.

Blue flinched, fisting his hands in the blanket, which was the only thing keeping him from embracing the boy. Red looked so small; had he always looked that small?

"Y-You were supposed to come back, Blue." The boy sniffed. "I t-thought-… and then V-Vio took m-me away, and I knew-I knew you didn't want t-to see me, but I-!" He pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes, like that could stop the flow. "I told you, I could explain! Why didn't you come b-ack!" The words turned into sobs.

Blue moved closer. Was Red crying over what had happened? Why? Didn't he love that other man more? Or… did Red want him back? Did Red… still love him…?

"I'm sorry." Red whispered. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just-I just get so lonely… When we have missions, or jobs, or when we fight, and we don't see each other." The little body shook. "I just need someone to love me when you're not there. I know it's wrong; I'm sorry."

Blue reached forward hesitantly, and touched his shoulder. The smaller male jumped, and looked up. "Do you love him?" Blue asked, fearing the answer. But… if he just heard a 'no'…

Red shook his head immediately. "Not like I love you! Or even as much as I love Dad and Zelda. I'm so sorry, Blue! Please don't hate me!"

Blue grabbed him and pulled the boy into his arms. "Red…" He whispered, feeling happiness build inside him to the point that he thought he might burst. "I could never hate you." His body still felt weak from the fever, but Red-! Red was there! Red loved him, Red was sorry, Red didn't want to break up! He was so relieved; it felt like it just made up for everything that had happened. Green was going to be angry, but he would deal with that later. He wasn't losing Red after all! "You are the most important thing in my world…"

Red hiccuped, returning the embrace before he looked up. "And, you aren't going to replace me with Green?"

"I can't." Blue told him. "How could I? No one can replace you."

Red broke into a smile, and kissed him. Blue grabbed him and pulled him close; pouring all the love he could into it. Everything was going to be ok. Everything was going to go back to normal. Red was his. Red belonged to him, and he belonged to Red.

They broke apart, when Blue ran out of oxygen. He felt dizzy, but he didn't mind Red didn't notice. "You're going to get me sick, Blue." He teased. The other pulled back suddenly. "N-No! That's ok, I don't mind."

"But I mind." Blue argued, breaking away, and looking at him. Red continued to smile, but his eyes were still red from the crying, and Blue wiped them dry with his thumb. "When are you going to break up with him?" He asked.

Red blushed at the touch, but the question washed away his smile. "Well… there's… Just-Just him?"

Blue felt his heart rate increase. "Is there… more then one?"

The boy looked guilty, breaking eye contact to play with the cloth. "There… are a couple."

'A couple!' Blue felt his blood boil. A couple of people had held his Red in their arms! His lover! "All of them!" He yelled, a headache forming from how much blood was floating around his head. "You'll separate from all of them!"

Red jumped away startled, and Blue immediately regretted it. He wasn't supposed to raise his voice around Red. Red didn't like that. The boy looked around, still playing with the cloth. "But… I don't mean anything by it. It's just, when you're not here, or something- you're the only one I love. Isn't that… enough?"

Blue flushed, taking Red's hand. "O-Of course. Of course it is. All I need is… for you to love me." He rubbed the soft skin with his fingers, looking down. He'd always liked Red's hands. "But I want you to be mine alone." He continued. "I want to be selfish. I don't want to share you. I want you to be only mine."

Red smiled, his other hand making Blue look into his eyes. "I am only yours." He promised, but then he looked away. "No I… I understand. If that's what will make you happy, then… I just want you to be happy. Because I love you. I wont see any of them again, and I wont meet anyone new." He kissed his forehead, and Blue sighed. "I just… I just like feeling loved…"

Blue winced. Why did he look so sad? "I love you."

Red tilted his head. "But don't you like having more people love you?" He smiled saddly. "I… I wish that everyone would love me. But I don't mind giving that for you. Because I love you that much." Blue didn't respond, so Red stood up slowly. "I'll go make you something to eat."

Blue grabbed his wrist before he could leave. "Wait," he said.

Red looked back. "Yes?"

"Does…" He began, his throat trying to close around the words before he could say them. "Does having… more… lovers, make you that happy?"

The smaller looked away guilty. "Yes… I'm sorry. I love being loved…"

Blue opened his mouth. He loved Red. He wanted Red to be happy. His mind was still weak from the fever, and he was terrified of the idea of losing the boy again. If that was really what Red needed... He could endure it for a little while. "Then I… If that's what you want, Red: I guess I don't mind that much."

Red's little head snapped up. "What?" He asked, sure he'd heard wrong.

Blue shrugged feebly. He would just have to make Red so happy, that he wouldn't want anyone else. "I said I don't mind if you keep seeing them."

"Really…?" Blue watched Red's entire face light up. "Oh really, Blue? You're the best!" He threw himself into Blue's arms again, and kissed him. "Oh thank you! You're so amazing! I love you!"

Blue smiled. That was worth it. To see Red looking so happy. That pain was worth it, to see Red look so pleased.

Wasn't it?

"Blue…?" Red asked, slowly kissing his neck. Blue felt his body temperature rise in a way that was probably bad for him. "Tell me you love me…"

"I love you." He promised, running his hands up the boy's side, and listening as his breath became soft moans. "I love you more then anything." Determined to do something to make everything 'official', he lifted Red onto the bed, laying him down, and proved his words with everything he had.

….

When Green finally got home, he was greeted by the sight of Red and Blue standing there, hand-in-hand.

Blue felt weak. He had tried so hard to pleasure the boy properly, and he was honestly surprised that he hadn't passed out. His head hurt, and his face was hot, but Red looked like he was still on cloud nine, so he hoped he'd done a good enough job. He could barely stand, but he had followed Red around all afternoon, keeping his eyes open for any sign he'd gotten the boy sick.

When Green opened the door, and Blue watched the smile fall from his face, he couldn't help but feel guilty. "What's going on?" Green asked confused, then his eyes narrowed. "What is this?" He demanded.

Blue opened his mouth, trying to come up with a single thing that didn't sound quite as hurtful as everything else. Red didn't have that problem, however. He let go, only to latch onto his lover's arm. "Me and Blue made up!" He cheered. "Isn't that great!"

Blue winced at the bluntness, but Red didn't know. Why would Red sugar coat it? Green looked at him, hurt. He searched Blue's expression, like he would find that the boy was lying. "Blue…"

"He's even letting me keep my special friends! Isn't he the best!" Red nuzzled him.

Blue winced, his face turning a wrong shade as he felt sick again. Green watched him with horror, his hands curling into fists. "You… You little Bitch!" He yelled, lunging forward.

Blue jumped between them, grabbing Green, the world spinning as he did so. Green noticed and steadied him. Which one of them was actually holding the other was unclear. Blue wasn't in a condition to fight, but he wouldn't let Red get hurt. Green knew that, and that was what kept him from simply pushing through. Red just looked shocked.

"Don't Green." Blue said.

"Move Blue." Green ordered. "I'm not going to let him treat you like this. How dare you accept this type of shit!"

"I love him."

Green's expression fell. That was the obstacle he kept running into. Because no amount of logic could change that. "This isn't right." He whispered. "His love for you is half-hearted Blue, I told you that. I love you. Let me show you." He reached up and touched Blue's cheek, flinching at how hot the skin was. Red had taken advantage of Blue's unstable state to win him back. Green cursed himself. He shouldn't have left. He should have stayed and protected him. "Please…"

Blue felt two hands fist in the tunic he was wearing. "No!" Red yelled. "Blue is mine! You can't have him. Blue loves me best… don't you, Blue?"

Blue stepped back; breaking the stable contact he had with Green. "I love Red." He repeated. "Just Red."

Green's eyes scrunched up. Why? Did he want to suffer? "Fine then! Just stay with the asshole who treats you like crap!" He turned and ran out of the house.

They both jumped as the door slammed closed, but Blue relaxed when he felt Red's arms wrap around his torso from behind. "Blue." The boy whispered. "Blue loves me best…" Blue touched those arms, trying to ignore his guilt.

…..

Later that evening, Red went back into town to meet one of his lovers. Blue figured it was his fault for saying he didn't want Red to risk getting sick, any more then he already had. It was his fault, so his punishment was having to say 'ok' when Red asked if he could go.

Shortly after Re had left, Blue was in the bathroom again, throwing up. It was horrible. Even when his stomach was empty, he continued dry heaving. His throat burned like anything, and it tasted disgusting, but it didn't compare to the way his heart was hurting.

When he was done, he became aware of a gentle hand on his back, and soft words. "You don't deserve this Blue… You shouldn't have to hurt like this."

He was offered a washcloth and water to clean his face and mouth. Then he curled up in Green's embrace, right there on the floor, and tried to think about anything but Red. Red greeting someone unknown, slipping into their room, disrobing for them… He dry heaved again.

Green was still there. When he was done, Green held him again. He stroked his hair, and whispered love and praise. Blue didn't cry. He had Red. He had what he wanted. He didn't cry, but he couldn't bring himself to let go of Green, even after they had both fallen asleep.

…

Blue barely made it to the toilet before he lost his dinner again. He was still sick. After a week and he was still getting sick. He managed to keep his breakfast and lunch down, and he felt fine during the day. It was always right after dinner, just after Red left for town.

The door opened as his stomach settled. Green always appeared to comfort him. But he didn't see green in his peripheral vision. He saw violet.

Vio hadn't spoken to him since he'd made up with Red. He'd apologized to Green, for letting Red out of his sight, but that was all Blue had heard from him. Sometimes, Vio would come into the bathroom and watch them. He knew, because he could feel accusation burning into his skull. Like he was feeling just then.

"You're an idiot." Came the hard words.

Blue heaved again. He couldn't argue with that.

"Green is in the kitchen gathering his courage." Vio told him, his arms crossed, not bothered at all by Blue's condition. If he would just get some sense through his head, he wouldn't be in that mess. "He can't stand seeing you like this. Don't you realize how much you're hurting him?"

Blue gripped the seat, clenching his teeth as the nausea started to settle down again. He knew. He hated what he was doing to the leader but… "I didn't tell him to come in." He argued.

"He's here because he loves you!" The bookworm clenched his fists. "You don't have anything contagious, Blue. You're heartsick. Because of that little bastard you call a lover."

"Shut up!" Blue snapped, his stomach burning without anything in it. "Don't you call him that!"

"Red is the reason you cant get better. He's making you sick. Get over him. He doesn't love you enough. If he did he wouldn't need anyone else."

"Get out!"

Vio stood his ground. The other could barely move anyway, what was he going to do? "Why? Think about it. Why does he need other people? Did you need anyone else before this started?"

Blue scowled. "No."

"Because you love him. Why isn't he satisfied with you then?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Your relationship is making you sick. Red doesn't care." Vio stepped forward, drilling pins into his wounded soul. "I told him this was happening, but where is he? I told him you were sick, and if he just stayed you would get better. I told him, but he still leaves you! He's still running into someone else's arms because he's not content with just one person loving him! He is using you! He doesn't love you! He'll never love you!"

"Shut the hell up!" Came a shout. There was a bustle of motion, but it was Green who'd yelled. He stormed into the bathroom, and literally shoved Vio out the door. The usually graceful blond lost his balance and landed on the floor. Green was shaking with the rage that was clearly written on his face.

"How dare you!" He shouted. "He's sick! He doesn't need your shit right now!" Slamming the door as hard as he could, Green ended that conversation.

Blue clenched his eyes as Vio's words continued to penetrate him. Why wasn't Red satisfied with him? He couldn't believe that Red was using him. Red was too innocent to do that but… maybe it was true, that Red didn't love him as much as they thought. Blue wasn't his only. Blue didn't hold his heart. Blue couldn't make him happy.

Green knelt down next to him, with water and a washcloth like always. "I'm sorry, I was-… I shouldn't have let him come in here. He shouldn't have yelled at you."

Blue cleaned himself off, but pulled back when Green touched him. Blue looked down. Hadn't he already realized that Red wasn't good for him? Why was it so hard to accept? Why did he have to love him? "Don't you realize… sometimes I need to be yelled at?" He looked up and Green tilted his head confused. Green loved him. If he could just learn to love him back… "I… I want this to stop, Green. Help me, please…"

Green sighed with relief, reaching forward and hugging him. "All you need to do is ask." He said, hoping his smile didn't sound in his voice. Blue hugged him back. He didn't feel any better. Not yet, but he knew he was making the right choice. He just hoped that he could go through with it that time. "I'll stay right here. I promise."

Well, I'm starting to feel pretty bad about what I'm doing to these characters… Oh well! Somehow after a whole chapter, absolutely nothing has changed! It ended the same way as the first story. Two more parts, tell me what you think!

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