Pipit. Pipit. Link couldn't take his mind off of him for even a moment. This was so weird. He had just spent what felt like a lifetime's worth on an adventure to save the girl he thought he loved, and then one conversation with Pipit and the boy was all over his mind. Sure, Pipit was probably the best looking guy in all of Skyloft, and Link agreed with that consensus, but still. Pipit was his friend; his male friend. His male friend, that was just upstairs, taking a bath, probably naked_

No. Link had to take his mind off of him. So he went into his adventure pouch and took out his beetle. He wasn't sure what exactly he was going to do with it, but it was something to fiddle with. Link began to examine the beetle really closely, and he started to count all the dents and scratches it has gotten since he got it in Skyview temple. He figured a few more minutes of rummaging through his stuff would sort out his mind, and he started going through all the items, in the same order he had received them. When he finished going through all the items, Link looked over to his desk, where he had put the empty sword sheath. That was something he still couldn't bear to think about. Fi. She had told him before she left, that she was feeling happiness. He had grown close to Fi throughout their journey on the surface, and now she was gone, forever sleeping in a blade. An eternity of slumber. Such a magnificent being, stored away to keep the evil of Demise at bay, until he faded completely from existence.

He picked up the sheath, and suddenly he felt something; a whisper in the back of his mind. It was a mystic, yet familiar voice, and Link couldn't help but look around the room looking for Fi, but she was nowhere around. He had heard her, hadn't he? Maybe the sleepless night was starting to get to him. Completely forgetting about Pipit, Link put all his items back where they belonged, and grabbed a towel from his wardrobe. He walked out into the corridor, and slowly made his way up the stairs. With Fi on his mind, he was completely oblivious to his surroundings, including a sleeping Mia whom he almost woke up: that wouldn't have been a fun event. He tiptoed around Mia, and continued down the hall, he was about to open the bathroom door when it opened from the other side, and Pipit was standing there in a towel, still dripping wet from his bath.

"Oh, Link! Right on time! I was just going back to my room," Pipit's cheeks flushed red a little; he was probably feeling a little exposed. "Take your time in there; I don't think anyone else is up at this hour."

"Oh yeah, sure," Link moved out of the way and Pipit went on his way. Link couldn't help but follow him with his eyes; he watched the shirtless figure down the hall, and his eyes roamed down to Pipit's rear. Link could distinctly make out the shape through the damp towel, two perfectly round cheeks, each one tensing and relaxing with each step. His mind wandering, Link managed to look away and get in the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Link took a deep breath and re-focused on the task on hand, taking a bath. Surely he could accomplish that. After all, he had slain beasts and monsters the size of this bathroom itself. He looked down towards his crotch, and realized that observing Pipit had made his pants quite a bit tighter. Great. That would definitely slow him down. He tried bringing his thoughts back to Fi, and her departure only half a day ago. A few moments of these thoughts, not only loosened his pants, but also brought a tear to his eye. Slowly, Link stripped out of his clothes, and felt the cool air against his skin. He examined himself; skin bruised and multiple scars and scratches; this could be a very painful bath. He walked over to the tub, and one step at a time, he waded into the warm water, which wasn't painful at all. It was so relaxing; Link felt his heart skip a beat in pleasure. He closed his eyes, mostly because they were begging him to be closed, and when he opened them again, it was light out, and a warm, bright light shone through the windows. Link looked at himself, definitely clean, but also quite wrinkly. He laughed at himself, and stood up and dried himself off, before putting a fresh towel around him, and leaving the bathroom. The halls were empty, so Link figured he'd be safe from un-needed embarrassment, but when he ran into (quite literally) Zelda on the stairs, his face was so red it felt like fire.

"Oh there you are," Zelda said quite giggly, "I figured you'd be out in the clouds by now."

"Yeah, I figured that too, but falling asleep in the bath will throw a guy's schedule out the window," Link smiled sarcastically, and laughed a little at his casualness. "Let me go get dressed, and we can go out flying together if you're free."

"I'd love to Link, but I'm not sure my dad wants me out flying for a little while; you remember what happened last time, right?" She winked at him, and nudged him softly in the arm. She smiled, giggled, and said "I'll ask him if we can go out, but he'll probably send someone out to follow closely behind us; probably a graduated knight."

"Yeah ok, uhm, meet me in the plaza in about, say, an hour?"

"I'll be there; if we can't go out flying, we can at least go and sit somewhere for the afternoon." Her eyes twinkled as she said that, and suddenly Link found himself wondering what was going on inside her head. Maybe sitting and talking wasn't exactly what she had on her mind.