Lack of heart.
When you cannot turn around.
By: Tikita
Jan\11\2007
In no way do I own Zelda or any of it's characters.
Footprints trailed along the sand one after the other, leading to the collapsed form of a man. He had not fallen due to dehydration or a fatal wound, nor was he chased by bandits and had to lie low hidden from sight by the dune ahead. He was laying there for a different reason. Body trembles softly as he lies there baking in the sun, exposed skin blistering a bit although he did not care. Right now he wanted to die…
Medium blond hair tangled in mats about his face puffed away by short exhaled sobs.
"Why!" He chokes out in a parched raspy voice.
Tears pour down his face creating tracks down his now dirty cheeks. Blue eyes had grown red from all the crying and the perishing heat did not help the choking sobs nor did the barrages of sand blowing about. Screams supposedly unheard in the rage of the desert's desolateness.
"GANON!" Link screams again voice cracking harshly. Over and over he screams that name his chest burning with the small intake of sand and dust.
Heart wrenching cries continue to go out until his throat begins to feel raw and he can taste the blood on the back of his tongue. Tears continue to flow down his cheeks as he slowly comes to realize he is in fact alone. Thoughts then begin to run through his mind as he slips in and out of consciousness.
'When you can't turn around, it almost makes you wish you never walked away. Since I left this morning, I felt my heart begin to ache something fierce. Each step through the wasteland bringing me closer to the farthest point away from you. I still can't believe I did it, I just walked away from the man I had grown to love so deeply.'
Once the golden haired Hero was out cold 'they' would make their rounds. In the desert beyond the borders of Ganon's land lived another large expanse of people. The Shiekah an enigmatic race who thrived in the desert moving in caravans to and from their main city deep in an oasis. A jungle if you will.
Now here the caravan would find a man half burried in the sand. Lifting his body from the small dune they would gasp in amazement normally only gereudo fell victim to the desert rarely were they graced with the beauty of a Hylian. Let alone a male. The caravan consisted of eight riders who protected them from raids and eleven carts being towed by beasts that looked like deformed horses. Long furred neck and wide brown eyes with hooves unlike any other.
Two of the eight riders had been ambling ahead with their odd mounts when they found him. They'd then load him onto the last cart. The other carts bore women and men alike all tending to their wares that they gained from the city they had just visited although. On the last cart sat one man, dressed like all the others, flesh wrapped in what seemed to be bandages along with draping garments that tucked into a belt and then a very long tunic reaching their feet. Feet of which mainly bore sandals or nothing at all.
Muttering in his own language the Shiekah would do well in rousing the young warrior. Link's eyes open slowly and he realizes the sun had sunk into the sand yet again. 'Where am I?' He wonders for a moment before bringing a finger to his lips. Those of which were still bruised. Hand then trail from his lips down to his neck and he feels his stomach recoil as he realizes there's a rope around his neck. Panic strikes the Hero and he jolts up only to be yanked back down by the blond man with red eyes. "Do not move you will be punished…" The boy's voice was worried and his eyes were wide, a young thing. He then glances around with those eyes of his and he then returns them to Link's blue. "You called out names in your sleep. Ganon, Ganon, Ganon! Who is this Ganon?" Little blond man's head cants and Link winces then shakes his head.
"It's no one, well you would not understand…Where are you people taking me?" His eyes narrow and he rubs his throat softly with a hand as the other arm props him up a bit. His tunic was torn quite a bit but not too badly, it was still intact for the most part. He was missing a sleeve of his undershirt and he was missing a boot. "Where the hell is my boot!" Link then demands getting rather infuriated, not only was he gone from Ganon but now he was on his way to god knows where.
The little blond man gets all frightened and then grabs a seed from a pouch and whips it at Link. There would be a crack and a flash and link would be out like a light yet again.
A red headed rider then disengages his mount and wanders over to the blond. Crouching behind him he rests his chin on the blonde's shoulder and grins. "You know that was unneeded Shekan…"
Shekan pouts playfully and upturns his face to his red headed friend. "He was going to start shouting though…" The blond whines in protest before receiving a kiss from his 'friend'.
"Ohh Shekan I saw the look in your eyes. You were afraid he would hurt you." The blond blushes as his counterpart encircles that thin waist and sits down behind him. "Do not fret, he will be ours to command enough soon, you'll see."
Shekan nods again tenderly, nuzzling into the redhead's neck, he sighs tiredly. "I hope he will break easily, I hate the ceremony…"
The male behind Shekan tenses and grips onto his upper arms hard bruising them instantly. The meek one infront of him whines and shuts his eyes tight. "No!" The blond gasps as the other grips harder.
The red head's red eyes shut slowly and he emits a low rowling sound in his throat, guttural, and dangerous… "The ceremonies are law Shekan, without them we would not have come this far. They are the ways that keep us!" Words spitting out like venom biting off each syllable like something very important.
His strong yet slender arms then release the blond and he rises long robes whipping about him like an unseen wind. As the man went to walk off Shekan would be seen on his hands and knees as if pleading for the male to return. "Tosachi!" Shekan calls desperately before reeling back and cupping his hands over his own mouth. "Forgive me!" He then gasps but before he knew it the other would be upon him like a great beast.
The red head's long flowing hair and robes cascading about his body like a dark angel's wings so hypnotic, he begins to speak. "Your lover?" Malevolent smirk crosses his lips before he thrusts a hand into that blond hair and gives a good yank so he'd be next to that Sheikah's ear. "Remember Shekan I am not your To-sa-chi. And you are not mine." He glances down at Link's sleeping form. His eyes soften and he begins to speak. "But he will be." He then slaps Shekan and gets up before walking away from him to his beast which ran alongside the cart. He mounts then blows a kiss to the teary eyed Shiekah riding off into the night. He calls back over his shoulder wistfully. "Take good care of MY Tosachi Shekan, if you can." He then laughs and continues on to catch up with his friends.
Link had found himself drifting awake at the 'MY Tosachi' and he looks to the blond eyes straining. "Hey…Who was that guy? And What's…Tosachi?" A brow arches on Link's face and he blinks a few times trying to clear away the grogginess. Once Link's eyes could focus he notices the red mark the poor blond brandished. "By the Goddesses he hit you…" Link begins to rise slowly trying to assure the other he was not going to attack or need another yank.
Red eyes glare at Link painfully and he spits to the side at the Hylian's attempt for kindness. "He punished me like I deserved, do not try and convince me otherwise…" He pauses and then grips the rope tight in his hands as the wagon sways on the sandy terrain. "As for Tosachi, you…Would not understand." Attacking Link with his own words he'd turn away and stare out to the moonlit banks of sand. "Get rest Bishnah-ha you will need it. We will arrive in Genjote by sun's first light."
There would be a few more attempts to speak with the odd male before Link would give up and get back to resting, as the man said. He'd need his energy. Although before he actually started to sleep he would murmur to himself. "When you can't turn around, it almost makes you wish you never walked away. Don't walk away from me…Ganon…"
