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"Sister." Nabooru turned from the massive cauldron filled to the brim with piping hot stew. I looked forward to the times my friend would cook.

"Need something, Sheik."

I blushed. Hoping this wouldn't be awkward. "My shirts are too small." I tugged down on the shirt, trying to hide the bit of skin that refused to be covered.

"Oh, honey." Tears filled her eyes as she pulled me into a hug. "It's a sign of growth and life."

"I-I know." I buried my face in her, the smell of spices and morning mist overwhelming. "But can you get me bigger shirts?"

Nabooru chuckled, pulling away from me and walking away. "I already planned for this." She turned and gestured for me to follow, then motioned for a girl to tend to the stew.

We walked into her room and she picked up a chest. How? I am unsure. The Gerudo had immense strength. Nabooru was no different. In fact, she was much tougher than any other.

"What is in that?" I questioned how long she had been planning for this.

"Clothes." She said it as if it was okay that she had so many made for me.

"Nabooru."

"Yes, Sheik."

"What in goddess's name is this?" I held up a dress. No, it couldn't even be called that, as it was see through. It was simple. Floor length, teal in color, and slightly bejeweled around the waist.

"A night gown."

"Liar." I snorted. "Who would wear this at night. It is positively lewd."

"That, my dear brother, is the point."

"What?!"

"I figured you would go back to the castle at some point. If you encountered Li-" She corrected herself at my glare. "Him. I thought it would be great if you shown the dumb man what he is missing out on."

"That is a... bad idea." But it could come in handy. Right?

"Sheik. Where'd ya go?"

"We should pay a visit to the castle." I didn't want to, yet I knew it would be best to get it over with.

"Okay, but first let's go to dinner." She held up an outfit. "Put these on."

I sat down at a table and quickly was surrounded by girls.

"Aww. Isn't he cute?"

"I see a bump."

"Okay, girls. You've had your fill of Sheik. Give him some space." Nabooru made all the girls leave. Thank goodness.

"Thanks."

"Hey, I know how you don't like crowds." Nabooru winked at me. "I packed a bag for you. We can warp to the castle anytime."

I loved warping. "After dinner. I waited all day for your cooking."

We appeared in Zelda's study, where she instructed us she would be.

"Sheik!"

Suddenly I had an armful of hysterical princess.

"I missed you as well, Princess."

"How are you? Did the desert treat you well? How long are you staying? Should you sit down? Do your feet hurt? Why didn't you contact me within your month of being away?"

I was surprised she was still living after talking so fast and much. "I'm fine. The desert has treated me no different than the castle did. I am unsure about how long I shall stay. I don't need to sit down and my feet do not hurt. We warped, you know." I paused in my answers.

Why had I not contacted her? Was I afraid of him? But why if I knew I would be speaking with her. One last thought hit me. Had it really been a month?

"As for why I did not contact you, I was scared that my resolve to stay away would crumble." Zelda simply nodded.

"Hey, Zel. Have you seen-" I froze.

That voice. Shivers ran up my spine. In my internal panic Nabooru's hand found mine and laced fingers with me. It calmed me to know she would protect me.

My mind went to the clothes I was wearing. A long, purple tunic that fell to just above my knees. White leggings. White Gerudo shoes. Would my clothes give away my secret? Or would he believe I wore these due to living a different life style?

A cough from that same voice, that same man. "Have you seen Innal? She hasn't returned with my laundry, yet."

"No, Link. I have not."

I didn't turn until I could no longer feel his presence. The room empty of the one thing I wanted most. Even after all I had went through because of him.

I broke down and sobbed, falling to the floor. Nabooru was there. Rubbing my back as I mumbled his name. Zelda joined her and they led me from the Princess's study.

So, now I sat on Zelda's bed. My eyes red from crying. But my resolve set. I needed to see him.

"Is L-Link in his room?" I stuttered slightly on his name. I cursed.

"Are you sure that is a good idea?" Zelda stopped Nabooru.

"If Sheik wishes to work things out, then we will let him." I smiled weakly.

"But that bast-"

"Nabooru! Language, please." She huffed at me.

"That insolent, sorry excuse for a man should not be allowed to see Sheik. You remember what happened last time. I fear for Sheik above all, but what of the-" I cut her off yet again.

"Don't. It is my choice. It needs to be done." I whispered the next part. "I still love him."

"He should be. Good luck." I lept up and hugged Zelda, then turned to Nabooru. Her arms crossed over her chest.

"I do not think this will end well." Her eyes met mine. "But I trust you to leave should he become aggressive."

I nodded, hugged her, and headed out the door.

I stopped in front of Link's door. Just a simple knock would do. But I couldn't. I was shaking so badly. I focused and rapped lightly on the door. No answer. In fact, the door opened. I jumped back. Nothing.

I pushed the door open and walked into a very green room. Yeah. This was Link's.

His equipment was scattered about the room. Blankets pulled off the bed. Dressers open and empty, drawers pulled out. Various bottles litering the room. Baskets of clothes at the end of his bed.

He never was a clean person.

I went about the room picking up bottles. All were full, unopened. How strange. I placed them on a dresser, but they needed somewhere to go. I emptied the baskets on the bed and put the bottles in one. The clothes got folded and put away. Dressers fixed. Equipment picked up. Last was the bed.

As I finished placing the pillows, a familiar voice rang out. "It has been a hard month."

I jumped and turned all at the same time. Then backed up and fell on the bed. Link was in the doorway. He looked ragged. Huge bags were under his eyes like he hadn't slept well in a long time. His pants didn't have a belt and hung crocked on his hips. His shirt was no better, as it was wrinkled.

"Link. I- Um..." There was no excuse for me being here. "I am sorry. I should not have come in here without your permission."

I looked down when I saw the anger on his face. "Don't be ridiculous." I flinched.

"Sorry. I just..." His tone calmed and he stepped towards me. "I saw you walk in. I watched you clean."

The bed sank down slightly and I knew he had sat down. I chanced a peek in his direction. Only to find a blush dusting his features. "I was worried you would stop if you knew I was there." If possible, his blush deeped and he tucked his chin from me. "I love watching you move."

I blushed as well and tried to appear disinterested by pushing the wrinkles from the blanket.

"I'm sorry."

"Wha-"

"I swear I will never drink again. It was a terrible idea. But you hadn't even glanced in my direction and Talon said it would help me if I drowned my troubles." Link's worn, cerulean eyes met mine and I melted.

"I shouldn't have treated you that way. I was just so afraid that you would hate me."

Link interrupted me. "I couldn't ever hate you, Sheik. Everything you do is beautiful. All that you are lures me in." His hand cupped my jaw and I found my face being pulled toward his own. "And I can never get enough."

The kiss he placed upon my lips was tender, but I couldn't return it. Here was the man that had stolen my heart and I found that he terrified me.

Tears squeezed from my eyes and rolled down my cheeks onto his hand. "Sheik, what's wrong?"

I tried to turn away. Panic was quickly taking me over. I knew he was being sweet and gentle. He wouldn't hurt me now. But the memory of his hands on me, shoving me into the wall. His hand, bloody and broken, curled into a fist next to my head. The rage he could hold. For me.

Sobs shook my body. "I can't."

"Can't what?" Link was studying my face. But I simply shook my head and tried to move from his grasps.

"I won't ever hurt you again." Slowly, Link lowered me to the bed. He leaned over me and held my gaze. "I promise."

I closed my eyes, unable to come up with anything to say. He needed answers. But none made sense. I'm frightened by what he can do. Yet, what he invokes within me is beyond comprehension. Not lust. More of a connection in my very soul that I cannot deny. Simply love.

Would he understand?

Something wet and warm landed on my cheek. "Please believe me." Warm breath on my face.

I reached up, feeling my way. Muscled chest. Broad shoulders. Smooth neck. Strong jaw line. Then my fingertips grazed soft lips, pulling down on a full bottom lip, parting them gently. Hands traveling down to wrap around that smooth neck and tangle in messy hair.

This needed to happen. My fears couldn't get in the way. I needed this man.

Thumbs rubbed at my cheekbones as hands cupped my face. It was a small motion, barely any space between us. Those lips still parted as they met mine again. I moved away, only to come back for another kiss.

"I love you." Words I missed whispering to my lover.

Another kiss. Stronger this time. Mouths opening to breathe the other in. My arms looping around his neck.

"I love you." Voice barely heard. As if it was a secret just for us.

Another kiss. A tongue licking at my teeth. Barely contained moans. Hand straying down to caress at my shoulder.

"I love you." It was louder now. No longer hidden from the world.

"Missed this." Link's mouth found my neck and he bit down. A growl leaving him as I clawed at that delicious back. Tongue licking at the sore, then lips sucking lightly.

"Ah! Link!"

"Mmm. Say it again." Biting, licking, sucking. Repeated again and again. He was leaving marks for sure.

"Link! Goddesses above! Urgh!"

"Hehe... You always have been vocal, huh?" His hands brushed my sides and massaged my hips. Pushing the tunic up. Fingers finding the waistband and hooking in.

Wait.

"Link, stop." I sat up, eyes wide. "We can't."

"Why not?" He tugged lightly at my leggings, but they didn't move.

I stayed silent and turned away. Obviously a bad move.

"Is there someone else?" Link's anger had flared.

"Why wou-"

"Being in a massive harem must be nice." Why did he think that?

"Having hundreds of woman at your beck and call would make any man swoon, eh." The Gerudo. He thought that I was... But I wouldn't.

"You seem to have made an assumption." I shook my head. "The Gerudo have been nothing but a comfort this past month."

"A comfort in bed."

I lost it. He thought they were sluts.

The slap was loud, but I didn't stop there. Link was dazed and I pushed him off. "You would think I shared myself with anyone else. I love you. But perhaps that was a mistake."

"Why else would you live there?" Link stood at the edge of the bed. His eyes were ice cold, but I knew mine held no warmth.

"Because they care for me!" I didn't think about how I just yelled. I had to focus on Link. His hand shot out like a coiled spring and grabbed my arm.

"And you think I don't." I was pulled to the side of the bed. Face inches from his, but neither made a move.

"Apparently not. Seeing as you believe me to be a whore." He snarled. Never a good sign.

Link's other arm wrapped around my back and lifted me from the bed. My back touched the wall. His hands on either side of my head. Trapping me. "Maybe you are."

I made sure to get right in his face as my question was heard. "Then what's stopping you?"

His lips slammed into mine. Hard and uncaring. One quick, angry kiss. Then he pulled away. "Because I know something is wrong and you won't tell me." Link's eyes looked like the summer sky again. But there was a darkness there and I noticed the tears that had not been shed. "It kills me inside to know you don't trust me."

"If I tell you, I am sure you will be disgusted by me."

"Sheik. I-"

"I can't." I placed a light kiss upon his lips. I needed to leave.

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