I don't own the legend of Zelda nintendo dose.

Yo! It been a while! Sorry for the wait here's the second chapter!

Ah and for those wondering about the second part of height problem sorry I haven't gotten a chance to start it. All I have is one sentence for it but damn the consequences and Lone wolf are almost done! You may see them this month or early may!

Anyway enjoy this second chapter!

UPDATED: 10/24/14

Hey! Sorry that this isn't much of an update but I needed to get this message out.

First: Every story I have up is being worked on: Height Problem, Damn the Consequences, and My Master and Mine Alone. However my real life is taking a nose dive with a backwards spiral then jumping backwards into a swan dive into a sea of being very busy.

So it will take a while to get the new chapters out. I say this though: Master will be finished before Damn the Consequences. After the next chapter there will only be two chapters left of Master. The next chapter of Damn the consequences will be three and a half chapters combined; with an extra paragraph or two. And after that there will only be about two to three chapters left. After the next chapter of Height Problem there will also be only two to three chapters left as well.

Also these three stories are not the only ones I am working on. I honestly think that my imagination is a curse form some god, and he and/or she is currently enjoying my endless headaches. I have over sixteen stories currently in the works and more on the way. It's hard to focus on my main ones with these other ones, however NONE of these stories will be posted until Damn the Consequences, Master and height Problem are finished.

I am sorry for all those who are waiting for the next chapter of these stories but they will be done.

Please bear with me for a few more months.

Thank you for your continued support,

Hei

Master

Fi let the warm bucket of water fall over her nude blue form. The droplets gently rolled off her small breast, flowing down her slim stomach and taking all the sweat and dirt that would have gathered on her if she was human. She never understood this ritual, her body never needed to be cleansed; it was because of the magic she emitted that her body would stay constantly fresh. But her master insisted on such actives.

'You're a girl and girls are supposed to be all pretty and stuff. I think….'

Those were his words when he was no more than eleven when he noticed she didn't take baths. Once more she had to wonder how strange her master is, and why he goes so far for her.

The sudden splash of ice cold water would have sent anyone's body in shock but Fi took it with her neutral expression as the women behind her giggled devilishly.

"Ha ha ha! How the water freak!?" Laughed one blonde haired young woman whose well-endowed breast bounce with her laughter.

"Hope it's not too cold!" Jeered another woman, doubling over in joy holding her stomach as she laughed.

"What master Link sees in trash like you I'll never understand." Another older woman, looking to be in her mid-thirties growled as she folded her arms under her modest sized breast, swiping her head to the side in disgust, her single black bang covering her left fallowing with her. The other women all laughed and jeered at Fi, all naked since the day they were born. Their skin ranging for lovley snow white to exotic bronze and black all shone in the large gold bath room.

Fi said nothing as they laughed at her, staring at the mirror in front her use to this treatment. Her mind was really too preoccupied with trying to figure out her master's strange behavior.

The steam in the room fogged and flowed around the room in such abundance that the laughing women didn't notice the golden hair woman glaring at them in rage.

"So you ladies enjoying the bath?"

Every woman jumped at the sound of princess Zelda's cold voice; Fi however was still calculating her master's mind.

"Y-Y-Your grace!?" Squeaked the women. They turned to see the princess in all her nude beauty. He figure naturally slim, her bear leg look strong form all her hours of horseback riding, her firm breast where modest and without a hint of imperfection like the rest of her body. Too bad it was ruined form the look of anger on her face.

"We were just-"One of the women tried to come with an excuse.

"You were just going to leave am I right?" But Zelda stopped her cold.

The ladies started to notice the room was heating up more than it should, and it wasn't form the bath.

They all scurried back to the large bath hoping not to be burned form Zelda's magic. Said woman sighed, and looked at Fi who seemed to be oblivious to the whole action, staring into space.

She walked up to her back, "Fi you ok?"

"Mistress Zelda." Fi turned her head to greet her, her hair dripping wet form the recent dumping of water.

Zelda shook her head in disgust of her maids. The fairies may be of lower class but that doesn't give others the right to down them in such a way.

"Let me wash your hair." Zelda took a seat behind Fi, lathered her hands together and started to scrub Fi's hair.

"Wow Fi your hairs really soft." She marveled at the silky feeling of her light blue hair under the suds of the soap.

Zelda is fascinated with a great many things with Fi. Her vast knowledge of the world, her skills in combat, the way she phases through sold matter, everything Fi dose interest her greatly.

"Mistress Zelda my I produce an inquire?"

She giggled at how she wanted to ask a question, "Sure what would you like to know?"

"Why dose master treat me so…" She paused finding the words, "Kindly?"

Zelda stopped washing Fi's hair for a moment, surprised by the question. It wasn't the fact that Fi had asked the question that had caused Zelda's hesitation to answer, it was how dangerous it was if answer correctly.

It's obvious to those with an open mind how close Link and Fi are to each other, Zelda saw it as bright as day. But if she answered this question it many change more than she would realize, but she really wanted them to be happy. And neither of them would be if they don't act on their feelings.

"I can't really answer that question for you Fi." She continued to scrub Fi's hair. "If you want to know why he treats you like that then maybe you should just ask him."

"I am master's servant; I am not allowed to ask such questions form him directly. So the next best possible choice would be you berceuse you are closest to him."

'But not as close as you are to him…' She wanted to say.

"True but even I do not know want goes on in Link's heart." She took a bucket of warm water a drenched over Fi's head to rinse away the soap.

"I think it's best you ask straight form the horse's mouth."

Fi was silent for a moment calculating her options, "I see. Then I shall ask Master personally."

She stood before Zelda, and with monotone "Excuse me." She floated up through the ceiling, her body phasing though in a pale blue glow.

Zelda watched her, hoping she made the right decision.

"Ahhh. Boys this is heaven…" Link sighed in the large hot pool of water surrounded by steam. The soldiers he trains with were with him groaning in pain of their sore muscles. The room is like the woman's side below them; completely gold with a large tube in the middle of the room that has two sphinxes perched on either side of the bowl, steaming water pouring form their beaks.

Link sunk lower into the warm water enjoying its renovating powers.

Suddenly, there bubbles popping between his legs. He blushed in embarrassment as his mem looked at him with raised expressions.

"Eh heh heh…' He chuckled nervously, but he noticed the bubbles didn't stop and they were gathering in abundance-

"Master."

Fi rose form the water naked as the day she was born, the water dipping off her petite frame as she floated above the surface. In front of Link and his men, who looked at her slacked jawed at her blunt nudeness.

"F-F-F-FI!?" Link yelled with a red face placing his hands between his legs to cover himself.

"What have I told you-"

"Master I have an inquire." She interrupted him wither natural impassiveness.

Link's eye twitched at her bluntness, "Can't this wait until later?"

"I calculated that this is an accurate time to ask Master, and Master did say I am permeated to ask any question at any time." Fi answered swiftly to her master's question, who is now regretting letting her have her way.

He sighed, easily defeated; how's she's able to beat when a whole army can't will always baffle him.

"Fine, what is it Fi?"

"What dose Master see me as?"

"Huh?" Now that was strange question if he ever herad one. "Fi what do you-"

"I have had many Masters in my twenty two years of service, and all of them have been the same." She recounted her life with her pervious masters.

"When I would make a mistake they would strike me, they never called me by my name, calling me by 'thing', 'that', 'monster, and/or 'bitch'." Everyone in the room grew quite as Fi spoke, the only sounds of her monotone voice and the rushing water could be heard.

"Yet Master does not do that. Master calls me by my name, never strikes me even when I do make a mistake. Master always slimes at me, and treats me…." She paused turning her head to the ceiling searching for the words.

"…Different…" She looked back at her master who watched her with a curious gaze. "I believe the word is called 'Kindness'…" She said the word like it was a foreign an object, alien to her infinite knowledge.

She returned back to the topic at hand, "I find it odd that master treats me so."

Link looked at her and took her question to heart, the answer was obvious. But for reason, it kept eluding him as he grasped it.

"Fi I-"

"I understand why my pervious masters treated me in such a way." She was finished as she continued to speak to her master. "We fairies are incomplete beings, a failed experiment by the goddesses who wanted to have the best of both worlds; a mortal and a god. We are able to connect to the goddesses on a network level gathering of information from them. But we have no souls, no emotions."

She continued ignoring how uncomfortable the men were feeling and it wasn't form her nude appearance, "We can only process and absorb information, we cannot fight very well, and our magic is very little. In society we are seen as trash because of our imperfections, knowledge of all things and our strange appearance. We are trash, a mistake of the goddesses, wastes of-"

"YOU'RE WORNG!" Link leaped to his feet grabbing Fi by her shoulders. He looked into her clam blue eyes.

"Fi, you are not trash or a waste of space! Your…You're…." Link wanted to finish his sentence but the sudden daft between his legs caused him to look down. And turn red in modification.

Fi followed his gaze downward, between his legs.

In her normal monotone Fi spoke, "Master's seems rather stressed." She looked back at Link with tilt of her head, "Shall I relive you?"

If possible Link actually turned redder.

Link quickly let go of Fi, jumped out of the bath and ran to his towel, face ablaze.

Fi, finding his actions strange, asked, "Mas-"

"Don't fallow me!" Link yelled back as he ran to his room. Leaving Fi to stand in the middle of the men's bath, naked and with all eyes on her.

The room was silent, no one said a word either form embarrassment or form trying no tot laugh too hard.

That was until Haru spoke with a red face. "So she is a service fairy."

Bernard who was next to him sighed as he pushed Haru's head underwater for saying such a moronic comment.

Link laid in his bed his mind abuzz with activity, most of them circling around his petite little fairy.

"Geez even though I told her not to come into the bathroom with me a thousand times…"

He grumbled under his breath, his palm over his forehead in frustration; although that wasn't the reason for his headache.

'Why couldn't I answer her question…?'

Fi is…Fi.

Ever since he met her it feels as if she's been in his life since forever. He didn't want to admit but he understood her a lot more than others would think. They says she 'emotionless' but the way she tilts her head when she confused, the spark in her eye when she explains something technical, even when she is just silently observing the world around, Fi is brimming with life. Link knows this; it's engraved in his DNA. But why can't he find the answer to what Fi is to him?

He's never thought of this. He always saw Fi as someone important in his life but he never did take the time to categorize it.

She's defiantly not his servant no matter what she says Link just can't see her like that she too close him to be that.

He wants to say she a friend. A very close friend like a sister, but saying Fi is like a sister to him felt wrong. Like he didn't want her to be his sister but at the same time he did. So she's not his friend but-

"GRAAAA!" Link let out a sudden cry in outrage, rolling out his bed clutching his head. "This is so confusing…."

He groaned in frustration, his time was running short. Even though Fi would listen and obey any and every one of his commands, he had a feeling she wouldn't wait in the bath room long and would soon be in his room questioning his health. He didn't have a problem with that; honestly the thought of her checking up on him in her blunt manner brought a smile to his face. Yet his mind was to chaotic to even thinking freely.

With a heavy yawn Link concluded it would be best to sleep on such thoughts, hoping that the morning would yield to better results.

"And so your highness, I believe that we try to negotiate with the Draco people instead of wasting our resources to invade them." Spoke the aging man in his blue royal tunic. His long gray hair in a shot tail, his face surprisingly clean of facial hair unlike the rest of his noble councilmen.

The king, Rinkun, took this in thought. His cold yet kind blue eyes looked over his advisors as they themselves thought about a peace treaty with their mountain neighbors. His long jet black hair, tied in a ponytail hung over his black and gold tunic. His face had a small patch of hair on his chin giving him a youthful look, yet his pensive blue eyes told the story of his fifty years of life. His trusted spear, Shiva, shined in all its gold glory next to his high chair at the tip of the long conceal table.

"Hmm that maybe so..." He turned to the other head of the table, asking his thoughts on the situation. "What do you think son?"

Link didn't respond to his farther as his head was getting very cozy with the table as he slept. The only sound that came from him was his snoring.

His farther sighed, "Son."

"Uh! Y-yeah um that works just fine too. Kind of… maybe…..I guess…" The soon to be prince slowly drifting into the realm of dreams again as his head sunk back to his make shift pillow, the table.

"Fiii," He groaned. "What time is it?"

"One forty three in afternoon." Said his partner who was floating beside him, listening intently to the king and the councilmen's conversation.

"Ugh too early…." And like that he was gone.

"Your highness," one of the councilmen addressed Link, his brushy gray brow frowning, along with his wiry face. "This a very important discussion that affects your future rule. Its imperative tha-"

"I pay attention." Link retorted with a yawn, tiredly picking his head back up. "Yeah I get it."

He grins as he looks to Fi, "That's why I have Fi here to know every word you old guys are saying right Fi?"

"Yes master, I have every word of this meeting memorized." She replied clamed and clear.

"Thanks." Link yawned, holding his hand over his mouth.

His farther held in a smile at his sons actions. He was the same way when he was his age, never really caring about all this political nonsense, just like Link. Mostly relying on his wife to tell him how things went during these long meetings. Even some of the other councilmen even cracked a grin or two enjoying the young prince's youthfulness.

However, one of the councilmen sighed. "Young master you can't keep relaying on that fairy for everything."

Link looked up with humors grin, "But I just can't stand how you guys talk over things I'll never understand. So why not have Fi translate it for me later?'

"But that thing will not always be around to help you." He scoffed.

However, Link's eyes narrowed rather dangerously; his weariness leaving him.

"I will never understand why you have such an object with Young master; a simple book would be better suited." The councilmen continued.

"Oh?" Link's blue eyes became a tundra. He laced his fingers together under his chin, resting his elbows on the table. "Like how that young handmaiden, Ms. Rina, sixteen years old I believe, is more suited to warm your bed at night more than your own wife?"

The room became a vacuum, the air very still.

"H-how-"

"Or how you Mr. Sean," Link's eyes struck at the other aging man.

"Are more suited to line your pockets with not only our people's tax money but also the money of the many dead that has been slain in our "righteous Crusades to bring peace to the world" that you, Sir MacDougall,"

His next victim jumped at his name being called, "Fund, support and are fully behind only for your on enjoyment and pleasure of seeing others suffer."

While Mr. Sean paled, Sir. McDougall looked outrage, "You-!"

"Oh," he lifted his index finger to make a point, dealing the final strike: although it wasn't needed. "And let's not forget the women and daughters that you sell and use in your own personal way form those crusades, what was it called again Fi?"

"He called it "My own personal whore house", Master." Replied his partner.

"Ah yes, your gang of little sex slaves, ages 10 and up…"

"How dare you give such slanderous lies!" McDougall raised form his seat, slamming his hand on the table in fury.

"None of this lies are true, there nothing but your toy's made up-"

"I trust Fi with my life! Which is more than I can say for you old farts!"

Link stood slamming his own hands on the table, creating cracks in the stone.

"Ever since Fi has been with me she has always been helpful to me and everyone in this castle, especially in the many unnecessary wars this council has caused!" Link growled, bearing his fangs to the men in the room.

"I may not want to be king, a may not want to watch you old fools bicker and bark over things that can done better than sitting here, but I plan to make my kingdom a better one, with the help of Fi and my sister not you! So you have no right to disrespect her!"

Link's rage boiled like a tea kettle, his farther, although he enjoyed his son's statement and for speaking up against the crimes of this council, he sensed his son about use some very dangerous magic. He reached for his spear-

"Master."

The tiny emotionless voice stopped him and everyone in the room. And like someone had dropped a pale of water, or as if a storm has just stopped, Link's anger dissipated. Although not without thought.

He looked into those pale blue eyes that took all ounce of hate form him, her hand, so small, so soft soothed everything away. Yet the question remains, why?

"Master, you emotions are spiking to a dangerous level, are you well?" When did her voice become so angelic? Like sweet morning song it was…

"I am fine Fi." Link slimed and stood form his chair stretching his kinks, "Let's get out here, and take a nap."

Like that they both left the scene, leaving the council room quiet and heavy.

"My son will make a good king." Rinkun smiled kindly, destroy the silence. "Kind resourceful and merciful."

Truly he too was glad for Fi, "However,"

Because without her and his son's spying, "I am not so 'merciful' I believe the word is?"

He would have never found these fools.

Link walked the halls of the castle, befuddled.

Never mind the fact that he had reviled that he uses Fi to spy on all the council members; he doesn't plan to stop even after he becomes king. What was really troubling him was how he felt afterwards.

Link is no stranger to red hot rage. He first felt it when his sister was nearly assassinated when he was six. The monster had drove a blade right through his eight year old sister, and when Link saw her lying on the ground bleeding helplessly, he snapped. He doesn't remember much, all he knows that there were barely any pieces of the assassin to burn, and he didn't stop with him. Link attacked and killed three guards; he even gave his farther a scar on his chest. No one had stopped Link expect for his sister after she was healed and had awakened. She soothed him, like Fi did back at in the council room.

Ever since then Link has never experienced such fury again, or so he believed.

Time and time again he felt that same beast rise up in him and it all centered around a little blue fairy. Time and time again, whenever he felt Fi was insulted or endanger of some sort he would become enraged the same way he was all those years ago. Yet this time it wasn't his intelligent and kind sister that calmed the savage beast, it was the quite emotionless voice of his servant, his friend, his…his…

He stopped walking, stopped thinking. Fi too had stopped floating behind him; she only hovered above the ground, waiting on her master to move.

He turned to her; she tilted her head in question, "Master?"

She asked so beautifully. When did her mere speaking become so arousing, when did her mere presences become so bright, where dose this urge to hug her, be close her, suddenly get so strong?

They haven't. These feelings have always been there, but he didn't notice as they laid dormant deep in his soul.

He dared not voice his thoughts as he feared the answer, 'Fi, just what are you to me?'

Fi tilted her head, wondering why her master had stopped walking.

"Master, are you well?"

To her it looked like Link jumped, but he only turned around and smiled at her that same gentle way.

"I am fine. That meeting just tired me out a lot more than I thought."

He scratched his head rather shyly, "I think I'll take a bath and turn in early for today. Why don't you do some more scouting, so what you can dig up?"

Fi nodded her head, "As you wish Master."

With that she floated through the wall to scout out the castle town and its patrons.

Link sighed; glad to be alone with his thoughts, "Yeah a bath…."

If there is one thing Link enjoyed about being a royal it's defiantly the private out door hot spring in his back yard.

"Ah this is exactly what I needed."

Link relaxed in the volcanically heated water, his clothes hanging on the rock nearby. Being by himself gives him time to think, but not any answers.

He sighed, "What I am going to do?"

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Heh how many pennies do you hav-WAH!?"

Link jumped at the sound of male voice in front of him, but calmed down to be mostly annoyed as he recognized him as the only person able to sneak up for him.

"Damnit Sheik I hate it when you do that."

The blonde shinobi merely smiled under his cowl that he took in the bath with him, something that befuddle Link more than the question of life itself, as his never seen Sheik without it.

Sheik smirked under his cowl. It was strange truly, two years ago both of these fighters had their blades at each other's throats for the very same reason: to protect Zelda.

Sheik is the last of his kind. Sheikenins, or shinobis in his language, were killed off by a civil war thirteen years ago and he had just killed off the last of his kind that tried to kill him. But not without three fatal cuts to his chest, stomach, and his legs. It was probably fate that he collapsed at the castle gate when Zelda came back from her walk in the woods for herds. She had saved his life, and in turn he dedicated his own life to protect hers'. At first she was against it but her farther, knowing of Sheik's race as group of assassin's agreed to him shadowing his daughter.

Although when Link came back from his time overseas form a battle between some invading nomads and his father's army, sensing something trailing his sister Link swiftly attacked and Sheik responded in kind it wasn't until Zelda blasted both of them with a fire ball that they stopped trying to kill each other. After that and some explaining form his farther and Zelda Link accepted the young man watching over his sister.

"What are you doing here anyway? You know this is my private hot springs." Link asked, eyes narrowed in aggravation.

The shadow walker shrugged, "You seemed distressed and I needed a bath so I thought best to kill to birds with one stone."

Link sighed, "Is it that notice able?"

"If you won't so distracted you would have noticed me behind the stalagmite." Sheik, responded stoically, but still worrying over Link's wellbeing.

Link didn't look at his friend for a moment, wanting to only stare silently at the heated waters noticing how easy it was for it to move.

"….I've never been so confused before…"

Sheik didn't speak, merely keeping his red eyes pointed at his brother in combat.

"I been sure of everything; fighting, going out to war, protecting my family saving people, every choice I made I never regretted it because I knew it was right. But…"

Looking up at into the cloudy night sky Link sighed, "This is something completely different…"

Sheik had already figured out his friend's dilemma. It was no surprise on who Link was feeling confused about.

"Does this have something to do with your little blue friend?"

Link looked at him in shook, surprised that Sheik knew who he was talking about, "Am I am really that easy to read?"

'No you just wear your heart on sleeve a lot.' Sheik thought with a girn, but it disappeared quickly, knowing how dangerous this conversation is.

There is no hiding the feelings Link has for his little fairy although some are blind to it because of who Fi is, Sheik and his mistress Zelda see his affection for her as clear as day. The only person who is truly blinded by this is Link. His tail is more than a symbol of who his mother is, Link is like the wolves of old; he is a protector and a fighter, love is just not in his vocabulary.

But that seems to have to change as of late, 'And I know who caused it.'

Sheik wanted to sigh under his cowl, 'Do you understand what your actions have done my mistress?'

Of course she has, she understands the situation best of all. He knows she is only doing this for her brothers' happiness, but if she knows this then she must know the ramifications of her actions. She has started a blaze, a roaring inferno that may consume them all. Yet it is still small, still can be contained or snuffed out. But it was up to him to decide that.

'A little push is all he needs...' But can he really do it? Can he send this castle and its political standing burning to the ground?

Link is the only person he would call a brother in this world, he truly only whished for his happiness. And his happiness is with her.

"Link," he got his friends attention who was deep in thought, "What do you think I would do if you or the king killed Zelda?"

"Wh-What the heck Sheik-"

"What would I do Link?" Sheik pushed, his cold red eyes narrowing in on Link nervous blue ones.

At first he didn't say anything. He knows how Sheik feels about his sister; he was the one who actually pointed it out to him. He knew very well to how far Sheik would go to protect Zelda; all he had had to do was look into those blood like eyes.

"..You'd kill us. You'd murder me and my farther in cold blood wouldn't you?" It was a harsh truth but a truth none the less.

"I pray," Sheik closed his eyes, trying his best not to see that day unfold. "That it will never come to that."

"And do you know why I would go to such lengths for Mistress Zelda?"

"Because you love her right?" Link really had no problem with Sheik's feelings for his sister, he even made a promise to marry them when he became king; they are brother's in just more than combat after all.

Sheik closed his eyes, grinning at the thought of the princess, 'She truly is a wonder...'

But Sheik pushed those thoughts out with a sigh, regaining his composure. This is not the time to relish in his own love life. "The next question I ask Link I want you to answer without thinking."

He steeled himself, if the first question was this bad, the next would really make him pale.

"What would you do if I, Zelda, or your farther hurt Fi in any way?"

"Sh-"Link nearly jumped out of the water in outrage, preparing to state would never hurt his family, however the truth in his heart and cold look in Sheik's eyes stopped him.

"Answer. The question."

"I…" He knew what he was going to do, he knew what he was going to say, he didn't even have to think about it like Sheik said. It was already engraved in his soul what he do for Fi, and just how far he would go.

"I would…kill you." His anger would literally explode out form him destroying the castle and everyone in it. He would be merciless even to his own family. And he knew why, why he would take such vengeance for Fi, why he becomes so furious when even some insults her, and why she's the only one who is able to calm him in rage. It was the same reason why Sheik would kill for Zelda.

"And you know why, don't you?" Sheik undid the last seal, knowing what his final question would lead to.

Link looked down in to the water, wondering how he could have missed it this whole time. The same reason why Sheik protected his sister, the reason for his connection to her.

"I love Fi…" He said to himself, the truth that he has hidden form himself.

But what can he do?

"Sheik I-"Looking up Link found his shadow walker of a friend had disappeared. Leaving him with his thoughts, his realization of the truth, and his feelings all but certain.

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And for those wondering why my AN was up before was because when I posted all this I was dead tired. So a lot of my stories that I posted suffered in quality for it. So you'll see them being updated every now and then.

Thanks and see ya around!