AN: In the Four Swords universe, it's a rather widely accepted that everyone is ok with the whole 'being gay for themselves' thing. That being said, I thought it would be interesting to write one where that was not the case. Originally, this was a really long one-shot, but I thought that it was way to long, so I chopped it up.
Hyrule Castle Town was as lively as it always was. People crowded around, welcoming the Heroes home with shouts and cheers. Blue scowled, irritated. They had only been gone a month; they didn't have to fuss about it. Green and Red reveled in the attention, greeting each acquaintance by name, promising stories, accepting invitations, and flirting with girls. Vio acted like he wasn't bothered by the throng of well-wishers, but he was probably as annoyed as Blue was.
The short-tempered hero yawned trying to be subtle, keeping an eye out for Red, lest he get swept away by the crowd. It wouldn't be the first time that had happened. Blue hadn't managed to get any sleep, but he had spent hours sorting through his unusual emotions, and he was surer then ever that he was supposed to keep a close watch over the boy. It was his job to protect the whole team, but… Red needed specific attention. It wasn't that Red needed to be protected. Red was a fine warrior, who could more then protect himself and others.
It just couldn't be helped. Blue had to watch out for him.
He watched Red accept a flower from a small child and summon a piece of candy to present her as thanks. The boy had a soft spot for children. He was always talking about how he wanted nine of ten of his own. The very idea made Blue, who found everything loud and small completely irritating, scowl.
Red looked back at him and winked, silently telling him to lighten up. The action only succeeded in making Blue flush and look away with a fake cough. Red had woken up that morning acting like nothing had happened. He'd bounced on his toes, excited as he woke each of them, looking forward to returning too the capital. Blue frowned. Since when did Red have nightmares like that anyway? He had come to Blue once or twice over a 'scary dream', but he'd never had he seen Red act like he had that night.
He glanced back at the boy, ignoring the young woman that was trying to talk to him. Maybe something was bothering him. Something troubling him so deeply, it only came out at night. That thought only made his frown deepen.
The four of them broke through the crowds at the castle gates. The guards that were there greeted them formally. Beyond that gate laid the majority of Blue's own admirers. Most of those that knew him beyond his scowl and sharp tongue, where the people that spared with him often enough. Blue accepted each challenge from men and women alike, but for a later date. The women all smiled at him, batting their eyes, or some other type of more subtle flirtation. He had to wonder why they only made his heart race in the heat of battle, and why the only desire they inspired was the desire for victory.
"Boys!" Came a shout that made Red bolt forward and each of them quicken their steps. "Welcome home! How were your-oohf!"
Their father almost stumbled as he was tackled by the smallest Link. Red's arms didn't quite encircle the mans broad chest, but the kingdoms top knight was all too used to his optimistic son's public displays of affection. It only served to make him laugh joyously.
"Did you miss me then?" He asked, rubbing the young mans head fondly.
The boy beamed up at him. "Of course we missed you, Dad!" The interaction didn't annoy Blue as it usually did. Which was probably because it was their father instead of someone that he didn't like.
The much older Knight nodded pleased, clasping each of his son's hands in turn when they reached him. "Good to have you back boys. I take it everything was successful. You look no worse for the wear."
"Easy as cake!" Red chirped, before looking back with an even bigger smile at each of them. "Can we have cake tonight?"
"So many sweets aren't good for your body, Red." Vio warned uselessly for the umpteenth time. Green laughed, and Blue simply remained silent, observing how Red's smile lit up the courtyard in a way the sun never could.
Their father clasped his shoulder, not noticing his distracted gaze. It was strange that no one ever seemed to notice. "I believe that the Princess had planned a feast for your return. I'm sure there will be cake there." Red beamed. "Act surprised when she tells you, though." He steered Blue towards the castle, before herding the rest of them with a gesture of his arms. "Go on then; you mustn't keep her waiting." Red bolted ahead of them.
"Red! Slow down!" Green exclaimed, chasing after him.
They were announced into the audience chamber a few minutes later, where they knelt before the throne and each kept perfect stance through the entire formality, until Princess Zelda calmly dismissed her advisors.
When the doors shut behind the last of them, they relaxed. Red jumped up, running forward to embrace the only women he could without also irritating the blue hero.
"I missed you so much, Zelly!" He said, happily to their childhood friend. She met him halfway, and he lifted her into the air like a doll and twirled her around. Her pink dress wrapped itself around her ankles over the top of her silver slippers. When he put her back down Zelda was laughing and glowing with happiness, her cheeks tinted a light rosy color.
Red's smile softened to something fonder. "How have you been?" He asked warmly.
The Princess wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him. "Oh, I've been terribly bored in the afternoons without your wonderful company. Did you have a good trip?"
"It was hardly a 'trip,' Princess." Green stated. The two broke apart and looked over at him. "Although, we can't wait to tell you all about it."
Zelda kissed Red's cheek, before going to Green and giving him a similar greeting. Green looked bashful, accepting the peck, and returned the gesture with a gentle embrace as well.
"You and I must go ridding." She told him, resting both hands on his shoulders to maintain his undivided attention. "Soon. You promised."
"That I did. Please call on me the minute you have free time."
When she reached Vio, the bookworm caught her hand before she could get to close and kissed her gloved knuckles. "Greetings Princess." He muttered, bowing slightly over the ensnared appendage.
The young women giggled and batted the gesture away in the pretense of shyness. "Did you learn all sorts of interesting things?" She asked.
"All sorts." He answered. "We will have a long discussion, when we have more time." She nodded, and turned away, only to catch him off guard when she turned back, and planted a kiss on his cheek as well.
"Princess!" He yelled, his face turning bright red as his hand immediately covered the violated skin. Zelda just giggled, and bounced over to Blue's side, her blond locks springing around her head.
Blue grumbled something incoherent and looked away when she got close. However he remained very still as she pushed onto her dainty toes, and he felt her soft lips on his cheek. It made him happy, but not like it was supposed too. His heart didn't squeeze, and his arms didn't itch to pull her into an embrace or hold her close. Instead he felt like he imagined greeting a little sister might feel like.
When she was done, she moved in front of him and crossed her arms, looking very serious.
"Blue." She said in her most fed up tone. It startled him as he had no knowledge as to what he had done to earn such a look. The edges of her mouth twitched. "The new requites that joined since you're been away are all together too soft. As soon as you're able, I want you to give them a sound thrashing and report to me immediately. Understood?"
There was no way he could hold back a grin as he watched the Princess struggle valiantly to keep a straight face. She was playing with him. Amazingly, she knew exactly how to deal with each of their personality, and there had never any awkwardness between any of them since the split. She also knew what each one of them was capable of and supported them no matter what.
Blue grasped his sword hilt amused (1) and thumped his chest with the other. "Princess, by the time I'm through with them, they'll look like Vio's tunic."
She failed to restrain a laugh, while Vio glared at him. "Wonderful!" She exclaimed, spinning around. "But not tonight. I want-." She stopped and searched among them. "Well, where is Shadow?" She asked.
They all glanced at their shadows, watching them cough, embarrassed. Zelda crossed her arms and pouted, until finally Shadow appeared before her.
"Well, I'm right here, Princess."
She delicately made her way too him, and kissed his cheek as well. "Greetings Shadow." She said in an almost teasing manner.
Shadow grabbed her hand, and snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her far closer then was appropriate. His own voice was openly teasing and downright flirtatious. "After all this time, don't you think I should get a proper kiss, my dear?"
Blue stormed over and grabbed the others collar, yanking him off. Shadow grinned cocky, shrugging like he couldn't have helped it, and Blue twitched annoyed.
Zelda giggled more, floating back gracefully. "A proper kiss will come, when you have proper manners." She informed him. Shadow grinned, wiggling his eyebrows back at Blue until Blue decided he was being too inappropriate and knocked him to the ground. Zelda giggled even more, and Blue huffed.
Finally the young princess held out her arms gathering all their eyes on her. "I've prepared a feast for tonight and you must all attend." She announced with full confidence they wouldn't refuse. It was her custom to welcome them back with a party of some sort whenever they were gone too long.
"A feast!" Red cheered, making good on their fathers order not to show any prier knowledge. "Will there be cake?"
"What is a feast without a cake?" She asked, clasping hands with him before addressing them all again. "I'm sorry, I couldn't manage anything small and informal but you must be used to that by now."
"Of course." Vio answered, his words sounding a little more conceded then he'd meant them to, but they were used to that as well. "It would be unreasonable for us to have not grown accustom."
Zelda nodded. "I hope that none of you were really looking forward to anything intimate this evening."
"Of course not." Green intercepted, before Vio could reply. "We know events like this have to be open for the sake of the people. Kingdom duties come first. We don't mind."
Zelda beamed at them. "Then I shall excuse you, so that you can prepare. I have to ready myself as well." Red and Green both kissed her cheek in respect before the five of them returned to their room.
The four of them each had individual bedrooms. This excluded Shadow, who was more comfortable sleeping in his own world anyway. The four rooms were located on the third floor of the west wing of the castle, and were connected too a fifth, which was private for them as well. They used it as a gathering room.
It was there that they collapsed, exhausted, onto the couches and chairs.
"It's so good to be home!" Green yelled, literally letting his things fall as they would, before dropping into the chair he generally claimed as his own. Blue glared at the mess his counterpart had created but was to busy sprawling face-first along the couch to really do anything about it. Seeing no other convenient options since Vio had taken the other armchair, Red sat on the couch draping his legs overtop the back of Blues.
Blue considered grumbling or complaining about it, but the warm touch sent such a pleasant tingle up his spine, that he couldn't bring himself to make a sound. He was sure if he brought any attention to it; Red would skitter off and the contact would be lost.
"I'm tired of missions." Red declared boisterously, his head falling back against the back of the couch. Even he was tired from the journey. "From now on, I think we should only take missions nearby. I don't like being away from the castle for so long."
Vio sighed wearily, sinking deeper into the comfortable cushions beneath him. "Red… that isn't an option. As the Four Swords Heroes, we have certain obligations. Same as we had before, when we were just another knight." He reached over to grab the small book from the side table that had been waiting for him the whole time they'd been away, and flipped it open.
Red's weight shifted just slightly and Blue sighed. "I don't mind doing our part for the kingdom." The smallest link said quickly. "I just want to have a little say in what we do."
"We have a lot of say." Vio argued gently, seeming to have difficulty with the words on the page before him. They were all weary. In respect, none of them were prepared for any sort of party. "We are given a job, but we can do them however we feel we have too. Same as before we drew the sword."
Green yawned, knowing he had to get ready for the feast but seriously not wanting to attend. "And no one is dictating our private lives. It could be a hell-of-a-lot worse."
Vio arched an eyebrow. "Isn't saying that bad luck?"
Blue wasn't concerned with either the conversation or the upcoming activity for the evening. He was simply too comfortable to worry about it and was all but drifting off when a sudden weight landed on his back.
"Ngh- Da'hell…?" He mumbled. His eyes opened, and he looked over his shoulder at Shadow. "…Get the fuck off me." He snarled.
The dark being looked amused as usual. "Why?" He asked, innocently making a vague gesture to his other side. "Red gets to do it."
Blue pushed himself up forcefully, knocking the smug bastard to the ground. "But he's not crushing me unlike your fat-ass; so get off!" He dropped back down, feeling strangely disappointed when Red got off as well. He'd guessed right.
"Did you just call me fat?" Shadow asked in pure disbelief, from his place on the floor. He looked at the others, as though looking for conformation on what Blue had said.
"All my weight is pure muscle. If any ones fat around here, it's the guy that has to eat twice his weight in Red's cooking every night."
Blue flushed, pushing himself up to glare at him. "That's just cause I work so hard; I need the energy!"
"Whatever you say, Fatty."
"Why you-!" Blue snatched at him, but the other was too quick. Blue's fingers brushed fabric, but missed the grip entirely as Shadow rolled away.
"Hey!" The master of darkness laughed, getting up just out of reach. "What's wrong? All that fat weighing you down?"
Blue yelled, lunging at him. Red looked down, his thoughts buzzing with Shadows comment and his own enthusiasm for food. He tugged the tunic to hug his mid-section.
Vio glanced over. "You have nothing to worry about, Red. Exercise will keep any extra weight off." The smaller boy looked up, startled to be caught, and then beamed at him. Vio looked over at the others. "Although you should still go easy on the sweets; Hey! Are you two girls really fighting over how much you weigh?" His intended insult went completely unheard by the warring knights.
Green draped his arm over his eyes, chuckling as Shadow started screaming 'Uncle!' under Blue's rather painful hold.
"It's so good to be home..."
…
Blue tossed the big, gaudy, stupid bow on his bed and strapped down his puffy shirt with a leather belt. Without the ties laced up, it showed off an amount of skin that just bordered on being acceptable. He raked his fingers through his hair, strapped on his Four Sword and shoved his feet into clean new boots. The brown pants felt a little tight but that was 'in' at the moment and he had his nicest blue earrings in.
Overall, he felt stupid and overly dressed. However, when he looked in the mirror, he figured he looked about right for the event.
The door opened and in entered Red, without any concern that he could be intruding, holding his own bow with a look of complete defeat. "Blue…" He whimpered adorably. "…It won't work."
Blue flinched. There it was. The pounding of his heart, the dryness of his mouth, the thought, the urge, to strip the boy of that elegant shirt that suited him far too well, and run his hands over the muscular chest it concealed. He gripped the dresser as the candle flickered a gentle light over the alluring frame. What was it? Why did he react to Red like he should have a girl? Why?
A scoff escaped him automatically. "Jeez. You're really hopeless aren't you? Come here." He held out his hand.
Red handed him the bow and tilted his head back. His eyes closed as he exposed his long, proud throat without fear. Blue swallowed hard, wrapping the ribbon around the slender neck. It was a sign of trust that Red allowed him to do that; something he could have easily turned around and used to hurt him. It wasn't just him though. Red would have trusted the others just as easily.
Hesitant to lose the closeness that they had Blue took far more time then he needed, cursing as he 'forgot' how it was supposed to go and started over. Red waited patiently until he finally finished, then beamed into the mirror.
"Perfect! Just perfect! I knew I could count on you!" He blinked as he looked at Blue in the mirror, and spun around. "Oh… wow Blue! I knew that would look good on you!"
The taller flushed at the praise, and then more as the other circled him admiringly. He wasn't particularly vain, but under Red's appraisal he found himself standing a little straighter, trying to mask his pleasure with a look of annoyance.
Red clicked his tongue and smiled. "You look even more handsome then normal. And kind of… wild." Blue's stomach clenched as small fingers threaded through his hair for just a moment. "Like you're going to eat someone."
Blue grabbed his wrist, and stepped forward, backing him into a dresser. Red was so cute. Red was so innocent. Red was so vulnerable… "I could, you know." He replied, bringing his free hand to the waist that he wanted to touch. "I'm dangerous."
Red looked at him with wide eyes. "I think that would hurt though. To be eaten." Blue watched those two thin lips forming words, without quite hearing anything. He knew it was strange, but he wanted to eat them. He wanted to taste the pink skin, lap them with his tongue. His own mouth tasted horribly bland all of a sudden and he just knew Red's would be sweet, moist and hot.
"What are you doing…?" Came the tiniest whisper as their noses brushed.
Blue blinked, coming back to his senses. He pulled away slowly, and examined the boy he'd been about to… kiss? No. "I… I… don't know." He admitted, letting him go. He was so hot, his blood flowing downward, but Red… Red wasn't a girl. He couldn't do things like that with Red.
Red let out a breath he seemed to have been holding in, leaning heavily on the dresser. "Well-! That was funny." He moved over to the door and opened it. "Don't take too long, ok?" He disappeared past the frame as the wood shut behind him.
The emptiness of the room felt like weighted shackles and Blue had to sit on the bed, wondering what the hell had just happened.
…..
The 'feast' had changed as it normally did into a formal party. The band played loud exciting dance music and the guest's dance across the floor in a flurry of colors. The tables littered with all types of food and drink were moved to the side of the room so there was more room to mingle, and smaller tables were brought about for those still eating. The room was festively decorated and the guest pallet varied. Humans, Zoras, and even Gorons mixed among the Hylians, tactfully picking their evening partners. The Gorons had taken up a large section of floor for their wild dancing, and it seemed the few Zoras were doing nothing but refusing invitations.
Which was exactly what Blue was doing, as he drained cup after cup of some strange but pleasant foreign alcohol. The whole 'party' thing was giving him a headache and combined with the disturbed thoughts he had running through his mind; he wanted to get good, well, and drunk. With each cup he finished, three new admirers risked the group that hovered near him.
Green and Zelda twirled past him, laughing happily. Green had chosen a tunic with a high collar, and pair of grey pants. Zelda had chosen a blue dress that brought out her eyes, her long hair done up with little roses. Vio, he noticed, was equally avoiding the crowd, leaning against the wall with a book to his nose. It wasn't working however as he had three young women huddled around. He had a similar style tunic to Green's, in a deep purple, and black pants that clung to him. With his long bangs draping over one eye, it was hardly a surprise the attention he was getting. He lowered the book, politely trying to excuse himself, before a black-haired girl floated by, took his hand and confidently pulled him right onto the dance floor.
Blue chuckled at the blush that crossed Vio's face as he was kidnapped and forced to dance against his will. However the movement of the dancers didn't hold Blue's attention for very long. His eyes drifting to more still forms: to Red, finally eating that cake he'd been after all afternoon. He was at a table conversing with half a dozen people at once. Blue frowned, but wasn't surprised by that either. Red was so charming and captivating that he simply drew everyone to him.
The song ended and Zelda left her partner, inviting the smallest Link to dance next. Red excused himself and they took to the floor. Blue sighed. The boy looked nice when he moved. It was a strange thought, but true. It was like the air around him was displaced with something brighter and warmer. His laugh rang like a crystal bell across the entire room. Together, the two reminded him of angelic dolls in a painting.
Another strange thought struck him as he wondered what it was like to dance with Red. His hand on Red's waist, holding him close… Or would Red's hand rest on Blue's waist? He shook his head to rid the strange thoughts before he could get wrapped up in the bizarre question.
The music ended and the two bowed to each other. Still excited by the dancing, Red bounced on his toes until another girl spoke to him. He wasted no time, grabbing her hand eagerly and leading her into the next song.
The empty glass in Blue's hand shattered as if in response to his sudden anger.
"Oh fuck!" He exclaimed, jumping back as shards rained on his feet. The girls ogling him gasped in surprise, before looking rather impressed. Blue looked at the colorless slivers that decorated the floor with confusion. 'What the hell did I do that for?' He wondered.
A servant scrambled over and ran over the shards with a cloth, trying to get them up as quickly as possible. "Don't worry, Hero." He reassured with a smile. "It happens."
"Un…" The young blond muttered, flexing his fingers perplexed, still unsure why he'd lost control of his reflexes. "…Yeah, ok… thanks."
"Blue?" He turned to find Zelda standing right behind him. She made a point of looking at the glass, then back up at him, amused. "May I take it, you've had enough for me to persuade you to dance?"
She smiled at him sweetly, but he just forced out a dry chuckle and reached for another undamaged glass. "You know I can't dance, Princess." The glass disappeared before his fingers could grasp it, and Zelda carefully handed it to him herself. He smirked. "I'm not dancing; no matter how drunk I get."
She batted her eyes, prettily. "Oh, I know. I wouldn't try to trick you, Courageous Hero. Just let me ask you again, when you've had a little more." She was teasing him, but in that innocent way that she had grown into. There was a comfortable ease between them from their years of friendship. He graciously accepted the glass, and drained it while she hooked her arm in his right. When he finished, and looked back at her, with her big hopeful eyes; he didn't see the soon-too-be-Queen of Hyrule. Instead he saw the little girl that he'd grown up with, eagerly begging for just one more game.
His shoulders sagged. There were two faces in the world that he just couldn't say 'no' to.
'Aw damn…' He thought, heaving a heavy groan. "Alright, fine."
She pulled him too the center of the room, laughing. Blue barely managed to get himself in place before Zelda's rare impatient shone through and she started to pull him along. She let him take the lead when he was ready, but there was trouble. By the third verse, Blue had already come to realize he'd had a little more to drink then he should have. Zelda seemed to find it amusing when he stumbled, but he made sure to excuse himself from the second song, secretly embarrassed by the state he had entered. Zelda begged for another, but he shook his head and found a table.
He plopped into a chair warily. He hadn't been sitting there more then five seconds, before Green appeared, taking another chair. "You finally start to loosen up, and now you're too drunk to stand?" He looked over, and rolled his eyes. "You don't know your limit, do you?"
Blue laughed a little more then he needed to. "I don't have 'limits.'" He boosted, some part of him aware that he was simply putting on a show for his adventure-loving counterpart, another part, drowning in booze, completely convinced that he could drop from the castles highest tower and not suffer a scratch.
Green chuckled and shook his head. He was drinking something as well, although it was in a different style glass then the ones Blue had been drinking out of. "How do you plan on wooing a woman, if you keep leaving them halfway through?"
Blue scoffed, rolling his shoulders, hearing the way his body cracked without his ears. "Who needs women?" He asked. "I've got you guys."
"Da'hells that supposed to mean?" Green grumbled, twirling his drink. "You know, we're almost nineteen. You might not be interested in marriage, but the rest of us are looking to settle down. Then what?"
Blue scoffed, wondering how he could get another drink without having to get up, or actually asking someone. "Yeah right. Settle down with whom?"
Green flushed at that question, all his resent romantic exploits brought to mind. He hadn't been particularly lucky in the category of 'love' lately, but not for lack of trying. No one he met seemed to click. "W-Well-! I… I haven't quite found the right girl yet."
"Thought so." Blue chuckled, grinning as one of the servants passed him and stopped to offer him a glass from the tray he was carrying. "My man!" The servant flushed, before hurrying away bashfully.
Green turned to him defensively, as Blue tossed the drink back. It wasn't what he'd been drinking earlier, and it wasn't what Green was drinking, but it still wasn't too bad. He was to smashed to really tell the difference anyway. "B-But Vio has! I think he's getting serious about it too."
It took Blue a few moments to process that the other was still talking, and he examined the amber liquid that remained in the glass. "Serious about what?"
"His girl."
Blue's eyes widened comically, as those words penetrated his thick skull. "Vio got a girl? That smart-mouthed bastard?"
Green smirked. "He's been courting her for almost four mouths, Blue. How do you not know things something like this?" Blue blinked. "Mmm, well, I guess that might be something he'd go out of his way to hide from you. I don't tell you about half my courtships, since I know you'll ride me out for them." He pointed with a little jerk of his head. "Look. He's dancing with her now."
Blue looked over, following the motion to the dance floor. Vio was twirling the same girl he had been with before. Blue couldn't believe the other hadn't found a way to escape. He supposed it hadn't been quite the kidnapping he'd thought it was. Vio looked very much like he didn't really want to be dancing, but when Blue looked closer, he could see a fondness in the others eyes. A fondness he couldn't recall ever seeing there.
"…Oh…" He muttered, deeply surprised. Something inside him started to feel a little cold. If Vio was in love, then he was happy for him, but… what did that mean for their little band? He forced those thoughts away with more alcohol and a scoff. "That's just Vio, anyway."
"I'm looking!" Green defended, only making that cold spot in Blue's stomach grow. "And I don't know what Shadows up to in his world, but Reds been after Zelda for who knows how long! The point is-!"
Blue nearly spit out the liquid flowing down his throat. He ended up choking instead, which was less messy but far more painful, and came out gasping for air, couching violently. Green hit his back unhelpfully. When the fit was over, Blue hit the table and looked at him like he was mad.
"Red is what? What the hell would make you say that!"
Green knocked his head, since he no longer seemed to be in trouble of dying. "Oh come off it, Blue! You can't be that dense. He talked about her everyday while we were away!"
"But that's-! Pss- Red!" He paled, thinking about it. Red and Zelda? "No! That's-that's weird! Red likes her as a friend, moron!" He didn't know why the idea bothered him so much. Two of his favorite people: He should have been thrilled! If it were Green or Vio, he would have congratulated them whole-heartedly.
Red though… He couldn't see Red with her. He couldn't see Red with anyone! They were a team, damn it! The five of them! What the hell? Red wasn't supposed to be interested in girls! None of them were, but Red especially!
Green chuckled. "Jealous much? Well, you're in luck. She isn't interested in him." Blue relaxed a little. "Although, you're going to lose your chance if you can't even dance with her properly."
The room started to spin a little. The colors of the room blurred annoyingly. "I'm not interested in Zelda." Blue muttered, holding his head as casually as he could, hoping he would be able to retain at least some dignity before the night ended.
"Yeah, sure." He laughed. "Tell that to the glass you broke when you noticed they'd been dancing."
Blue looked at him, wondering what the fuck he was talking about. The room seemed too bright. How many glasses had he had? "Green. Shut up. You don't know what you're talking about." The words sounded completely coherent, in his head.
The leader looked up. "You have had to much to drink, my friend. Anyway, your escorts here."
"My what?" He asked as a hand touched his shoulder. He looked back to see Red looking down at him with that gentle, bemused smile that called him 'silly' for getting so drunk he couldn't see straight. The hand felt so warm. "H-Hey…"
Red laughed softly. "I've had to much to eat, and I'm really sleepy. Do you think you could walk me back to the room?"
Blue narrowed his eyes, despite his fluttering heart. That wasn't 'I've,' it was 'you'; and not 'eat' but 'drink'. 'Sleepy' was 'let's get you out of here before you get in trouble.' He could read between the lines!
"Fuck, Red! I'm not that drunk!"
Or so he wanted to say.
However the bed was far more inviting then the spinning colors around the room, and he watched Red's warm hand move from his shoulder to hang before him. He took it and made the boy help him up. Green saluted them both unnecessarily, showing he was enjoying the alcohol more then he was letting on and Blue was just pleased not to swerve as he'd expected.
"I guess; if you really need me to come along. I was getting bored anyway." Blue said with a scoff. Red laughed, pulling him forward.
Blue looked at the dancers one last time as they pasted, and glared. Zelda had cut in to take a turn with Vio. See! They looked great together! Why didn't he just drop that other girl, and court the Princess. Bless 'em! Red was too immature to marry the future Queen anyway. Vio would be a much more sensible choice.
Most of the walk was quiet. The hallways were empty since most of the castles occupants were either at the party or asleep. They passed the right number of guards patrolling the halls. Even drunk as he was, Blue could remember the exact schedule and pattern of the guard shifts for that time. He was a professional. He had to be able to tell if something was wrong, but nothing seemed to be.
When they reached Blue's bedroom, he stumbled over to the bed while Red lit a candle, which cast a dull glow. The first thought to pass his mind was that the lighting was romantic. That thought stayed as Red knelt before him and helped him remove his boots. He wondered what else he could convince the boy to help him with.
"How are you feeling?" Red asked.
"I feel fine!" Was his sharp reply. Warm glow and the butterflies in his stomach didn't ease the feeling of betrayal he had from knowing Red liked the Princess.
Red flushed, having had no prior reason to suspect that Blue was angry with him. Blue regretted it when he read the hurt that flashed over his face. It wasn't Red's fault if he liked Zelda. Blue shouldn't be mad at him. It was just the way things had worked out. Besides, as long as she didn't return his feelings, nothing was going to change.
"I just meant… that you drank a lot." Red explained, apologetically. "It seemed like a little more then normal; I thought maybe, there was something bothering you. You can, always talk to me, Blue."
Did he have to be so observant? He wondered how much the boy had had to drink? He had seen a cup next to Red's cake, but had he even finished it?
Red smiled nervously, touching his arm comfortingly. "Blue, I can't understand what you're saying."
He blinked. Damn, was he talking out loud? He rubbed his eyes. "Hng… I'm just-… I'mgointbed…"
Red shook his head. "At least you wont have a hangover to deal with in the morning." (2) With his help Blue managed to pull off his belt and shirt, making some half-hearted attempt to fold them, before tossing them at the dresser. He would be annoyed with himself in the morning, but he was too drunk to care right then.
"Alright." Red whispered, touching their foreheads together in an intimate but platonic display of affection. Blue could barely breath, even when Red pulled away. "I'll see you in the morning, then. Or maybe the afternoo-!"
He didn't get to finish before Blue had him, two arms wrapped around his waist. He didn't want the other to leave. Why did he have to leave? Was he going back to the party?
Blue glared. Fuck that. Red had touched his head, opening his mouth to ask what Blue was doing, but he found himself lifted into the air and tumbled into the bed, with Blue his determined captor.
Red wasn't going back out there to dance with more pretty girls. Red was going to stay there. "You're sleeping too!" He stated unyielding. He drew himself up until his head was level with Reds, without ever letting him go, and dropped into the pillow, half of Red's body tucked safely beneath his.
Red floundered, completely flabbergasted by the taller males unusual behavior. "Wha…?" He blinked as Blue's words registered, and he attempted to wiggle free. "Ngh- Blue! At least let me change first! You're going to wrinkle my outfit!"
Blue understood, and might have let him go, if his body hadn't felt to heavy to move. Red figured Blue had simply already fallen asleep and that his struggling was useless. Defeated, he finally relaxed.
"Alright. Good night, Blue."
Please Comment. Don't be afraid to tell me something you disagreed with/didn't like, and I'd like to know so I can improve later~! I REALLY want to know what people think about this one. Next chapter… should be next week.
(1) In public! Lol.
(2) For the sake of this story, Hylians don't get hangovers. I don't need Blue hungover for this story.
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