Two chapters in one night. I had real great fun writing about the kids in this picture and Link in his own surprising way pushes buttons. He's hard to peg down but pretty fun to watch in action. I hope I'm being accurate in their portrayals.


Link to Trouble

In which reality takes a nose dive


I blacked out for a while. The next time my senses came to I could hear a fire crackling. I stretched but kept my eyes shut and made my whole body fall limp. I didn't know exactly where Sora and I were but that heated discussion inside the room seemed important. My waking up would've been a bit of a bad side.

"You're saying a couple mangled up humans fell from the sky?" this one pretty little lady lit into Link and Fado something fierce, forest green eyes, short golden hair, did this place win the lottery at Blondes is Us or what? "That's a load of nonsense!

"B-b-but it's the truth Illiya!" Fado stammered, he flailed his arms wildly to get a good understanding but Link was the exact opposite, hands behind his back suddenly standing erect, sure he looked young, acted mature beyond his years one moment and then went boyish under Illiya's glare the next, "They looked all half formed you know like those chimeras from Remus's fairytales. All mangled up with freaky appendages, really gross and after a while they turned into that!"

Fado pointed my direction where both of us were laid on a couple futons. Man just imagining what we looked like before turning back into our normal selves must've been freaky. I resisted the sudden urge to check to see if I had Chihuahua ears or some kind of hanyou getup. Though according to whatever nerve endings were screaming in pain; I had all the proper human appendages.

"Did someone get the license plate on that pasture," Sora whined, "I think I've been hit with a pitchfork."

Illia pushed Fado aside as she barreled over to check Sora's injuries.

"Are you hurt? Are you okay? Did you reopen any wounds? Or-" Illiya began.

Sora slapped her hands away with his hidden hand shouting, "Get off me woman! You're overbearing!"

The calm before the storm and my heart ricocheted off my ribs. I grabbed Sora and rolled out of the way of an oncoming hand. The dude attached to it was pretty well built for a sumo ring. Expansive walrus face with a button nose and deep frown pursing his lips to his jaw line. My ribs were heaving but that didn't matter. I could feel the killing intent come off him in waves. He trudged over in long lean strides. This was it, we were gonna die.

Just before the river stix called, Sumo-dude leaned over, chanko nabe breath permeated every word as he said, "I'd be much more appreciative if you did not insult my daughter."

"Daddy!" Illia yelled, "don't scare people half to just crashed landed from the sky. Who knows what they've hurt."

I pawed around my torso to find a chest wound sprain a leak. Yup, falling from the sky had to have broken something. I don't know what. Sora scrambled backwards. His head bonked my nose. I went to yelling but Sora sat on my face.

"Sora, Sora . . . Oomph off!" I muffled out, his boney backside muzzled my yap and squished my nose.

Sora squeezed something. That happened to be my chest thank you! Sora looked down, stared at his hand. His jaw dropped in horror.

"This is not my blessed day!" Sora squeaked and the little brat fainted on top of me.

(Two hours couple bandages and laundry day later)

Sora wakes up asking, "Where am I?"

He pretty much slept through my whole explanation. I had to do give him the short version.

"Okay Sora this is Ordon Village in the Ordona province and home of the Ordon Goat . . . That's the piece of cow-sized livestock you butted heads with . . . And this place may or may not be the kingdom of-"

"Hyrule," Link rebutted quietly, fishing rod in hand and fish on the line.

"Yes what he said," I finished stating, "We're in Hyrule Sora."

Sora whirled around looking at the scenery like a wild animal. I didn't know what Sora's problem was. Ordon village actually turned out to be a really nice place. Waterwheel by the river, lots of greenery, a few houses, a pink roofed general store, and about four or five kids running around. It was the postage stamp hamlet with all the country charm of pumpkin pie. The kind of place young families actually want to move to. Sora went zipping straight to the general store like someone lit a bomb flower in his pants.

"Who put a bee in his bonnet?" Illiya innocently asked, and yes I do mean innocent since no one actually knew us personally enough to have a panic attack.

"Sora?" I called after him, "YO SORA! . . . Oh dag-nabbit, Illiya did you remove by accident or on purpose something personal on Sora's person?"

"Well I was going to get Sora's hand bandaged up but the wounds on it were already healed years ago so I left his hand as is," Illiya shrugged, basket of crops in one arm. "WAIT CLARITY!"

"No-time-gotta-zip-bye!" I shouted. I ran past Sora. Sora just went to talk to the heavy-set woman that gave her cat milk.

"Do you have any gauze for sale?" Sora breathed.

"Why yes I-" the woman began.

"Thank you!" Sora yelped and ran out with the package.

The woman impatiently tapped her foot. Sora skulked back in five minutes later like a shame faced little kid. He laid a handful of rupees on the counter. He bowed low enough to kiss the floor. Then he ran. Several of the kids went out to gawk at Sora running atop the water. They looked tongue tied then jumped up and down with joy.

"That's so coooool!" Yelled a hotshot kid, I was guessing Talon, "That's so cool! Hey Link! Link! Why can't you do that!"

" . . . ah . . ." Link started and suddenly dove underwater to swim away.

"Yeah, sure," Talon's much shorter baby faced brother Malon snorted, "Like we all want to be like Ninja Monks and pick fights with goats."

"That's just so dreamy!" gushed Beth, her saucy eyes becoming starry eyed.

One kid, blonde hair, heart shaped face, with these almost pleading heart wrenching baby blues was actually hiding out behind a tree somewhere. In a few years he could probably wrench someone's heart. Right now he looked to be the only kid who saw what was going on. Hey, I'm no goddess, I'm just the coffee loving insane little artist. I strode forward while the other kids crowded the little peer. The little heart wrencher looked startled when I bent down to his level.

"Hey there," I greeted keeping my voice low and soft,

" . . . Huh . . . Hi," the heart wrencher squeaked and buried his face in the crook of his arm. His actions were so cute!

"I'm Clarity Cratchet, Did you see a guy with bobbed black hair, narrow brown eyes and a monk suit swing by?" I asked sweetly and almost put in a pretty please the kid was such a little cutie. Then again, if I baby the guy and he might just faint from shock.

The heart wrencher buried his face into the tree and pointed left, straight to the lake.

"Arigatou, grazie, gracias and all that jazz," I answered bowing my hands into my finger tips before leaving, "Thank you very much."

I ran Sora's way.

"I'm Colin!" the heart wrencher cried.

I tripped and fell on my arse.

"Come again?" I asked.

"I'm Colin, you'll come back and play some time," Colin asked his bow mouth in a little pout and his baby blues looking from beneath thick blonde brows, "Won't you?"

"Oh sure, sure, kid in fact it's a pinky promise," I stated, holding out my pinky man it was so easy to get caught up in the act, "I promise to come back and play."

The kid delighted, by my choice of gesture, wrapped his tiny pinky around my long thin one saying, "It's a promise."

I dove in after Link and Sora. Swimming past the cliff tops that opened to an expansive body of crystal clear water. Some monkey was perched up top waving a basket cradle. Sora was hidden in a grassy corner with Link sneaking up to one side.

"Get away from me!" Sora spat, it'd just occurred to me that Sora never used any chakra since we crash landed in Ordona province. Heck he didn't even show anyone his hand. Link's dusty blue eyes showed a tinge of hurt. His elvish ears drooped while his whole body wilted. Link had never seen anyone have trust issues has he?

I climbed out sopping wet and sat down on the grass three feet away.

"Hey Sora," I softly called out, Sora whirled upon me eyes flashing, ready to attack. "Sora it's me, just me alright? You can relax, a few people saw your hand but they've made no deal about it. What is the big deal anyway?"

I knew Sora's father once made Sora's body ingest a couple hot pockets of Fox Demon chakra. It made all hell break loose once upon a time. His father tried to use him as a weapon even when once upon a time his father truly acted like a father at one point when Sora could barely remember. That and with Asuma's destruction, Chiriku, his other father figure getting pin cushioned for having a bird inside him. I could understand the whole trust issue, but that's just another sob story and I've heard one too many sob stories.

"Look I-it's not supposed to look this way, it just isn't!" Sora stammered, tucking his mangled hand into his loose sleeve by sheer force of habit.

I cupped Sora's cheek with my free hand and lifted up Sora's hidden hand with my right. Link flopped down between us. He watched us interact a little. Me inspecting the hand. Dang thing laid mangled, demonic looking and positively black. Wasn't it supposed to look like the old Fuzz Fart Kyuubi? It was looking more badger like with the white stripes and black claws. Now if only I could get a better look at the hand. Something told me that the Psycho Goddesses turning us into animals for their amusement affected us in more ways than one.

Sora glared electric daggers into Link's unsuspecting noggin. Link waited before he spoke, voice tenor/alto in tone with a smooth boyish quality.

"Does it hurt?" Link asked, pointing to the hand.

"Who the hell asked you!" Sora snapped and jiminy Christmas did he have to use the scary face, that trick is so kindergarten!

"But your hand," Link stated again, obviously used to wild tempers, "Does it hurt?"

"No," Sora muttered, and did one of the first things I've never seen him do, he just talked about the stupid hand, "It was an old scar from my father. Damn, gritch, at least he wasn't like my tou-san when I first remembered him. First he told me Asuma-sensei killed him and then persuaded me to waste village after village. I was cursed from my very first breath. I had no control over what I was doing. Even the monk's hated me yet my hand has always been an eyesore. Now it's all clawed and even more an eyesore. I usually don't care what people think but when they stare at this thing they start asking questions. I HATE QUESTIONS! . . . Just brings up bad memories."

". . .Oh . . .Oh! Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to make sure you're okay," Link suddenly apologized and went running.

SPLASH

. . . And fell into the lake.

"Pah! I wasn't walking on the shallow end you idiot!" Sora laughed at Link, "Pah-hahahahahaha you stupid elf!"

"Screw you!" Link hollered back flipping Sora the finger.

"Why you!" Sora yelled, "BEAST WAVE PALM!"

He summoned a huge gust of wind. Link bounced across the water like a skipped rock. The kids crammed around the water's edge to see what the fight was all about. Old sword maker Rusl walked in just in time to see Sora playing wild goose chase against the Link the sidestroke swimmer. I swam back to the tiny pier only to sit and look dejected.

"Clarity, . . . Hah . . . Hi," Colin greeted, he ran over to sit next to me on the little pier, "You wanna play."

"Don't worry I didn't forget our promise," I answered, "I'm just making sure a couple overgrown kiddies don't kill themselves."

"Oh," Colin answered, he looked down at his reflection than up and asked, "What's an overgrown kiddie?"

"Meh just someone being stupid," I drawled, "Y'know, picking fights, throwing things, and doing something stupid."

"You're doing something stupid," Colin remarked, "You're just sitting there letting them get hurt."

"Ah touche," I commended, "Though the last time I came between a warrior face off I got stalagtite through the gut."

"Ouch," Colin asked, "Did a goron do it?"

"Nuh-uh, it was a ninja," I murmured to which Colin said another Ouch.

Link went from Sidestroke to backstroke before gracefully swan diving underwater. Sora ran past Link. Sora started yelling obscenities in a foreign language. Malon covered Talon's ears who covered Beth's ears who in full circle covered Malon's ears. I plugged Colin's ears. Kids should not hear what Sora was saying. Link almost flipped Sora the finger but settled for blowing a raspberry. The chase started again.

"So," I chattered, "Fifty rupees Sora catches Link?"

"How about Fifty rupees Sora runs into a tree?" Colin surmised.

VMMMMMMMM

CRASH

YOWCH!

"Well Colin my good man," I stated giving him a good pat on the back, "Looks like I owe you fifty rupees."

"Yes," Colin nodded sagely, "Yes you do."

Author's Note: I don't own Naruto or the Legend of Zelda. The setting I'm using is Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess. Please pardon the typos and grammar.

Summary: Hyrule Goddesses turn Sora and a disgruntled artist into a couple of fur balls before crash landing them in the Ordona province. Will the Hylians want to kill them or keep them?