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"Link!"
The blonde looked around the room with wide eyes, "Huh? What?" Owlan was glaring at him; lecturing him to stay awake and pay attention. With disbelief, he felt himself. Is this real? He looked around the classroom; everyone was there. He stared out the windows, the sun was shining bright and the colorful shades of autumn invaded his vision. Could this have all been a dream…? Holy Triforce, I'm never gonna sleep in class again! Link grinned as he paid close attention to his professor's words. For some reason, he was muffled. "Professor, can you speak up?" As Owlan was writing on the board, he scraped the chalk; screeching.
"Son of a-" he covered his ears and shut his eyes. "The hell!"
Upon opening them, Saria was staring him dead in the face. He jumped back, falling backwards on his chair. His ears began to ring as she crawled out from under the table, crawling up his body. Closer. He held his head, having hit it hard against the floor. Closer. The room began to ooze and melt copper verdigris. She sat on his chest, leaning down inches from his face. "Saria-!" she placed a finger on his lips, effectively hushing him. His heartbeat quickened as the warmth spread through his chest. She whispered something incoherent. "What?" he was shocked as salty droplets fell onto his cheek. "Saria…?"
"Link…" she edged closer to his lips; mere millimeters away, her tears falling in streams. "Wake up…"
"… What?"
"WAKE UP!"
Link groaned when his eyes shot open. Rusl was by his bedside; he had shaken him awake. Right… school… He kicked off his sheets while his uncle was already out the door. He clumsily climbed down the ladders and stared at the basin. Yeah, nope. He grabbed a towel with some extra clothes and made his way to the spring in his underwear. It seemed that dawn was just barely rising. He made it to the entrance and hid his clothes in the underbrush. The air was brisk as he stepped onto the, what Link imagined to be, a little shore. His feet slowly sank into the sand; the particles massaged his feet.
The closest thing Link had ever been to a beach was Great Bay back in Termina. He found this to be better. He tossed his boxers to the side. He walked towards the far end, his fingers traced the designs on the ancient stones as he climbed over the ledge to the little waterfalls. The water was freezing with the cold air; his teeth chattered. Link took care of his body; he had lean muscles with skin the shade of sanded down birch. After scrubbing himself thoroughly; he ran out the water, grabbed the towel and dried himself. He quickly pulled on fresh undies and started to towel dry his hair.
"What're you doing?"
He peeked out from under his towel and saw jade, almond shaped eyes, "Ah, hello, Ilia."
"You know, we have a communal bath," her face turned pink as she gazed over his body, which complemented her russet blonde hair. "Up by Fado on the ranch, the goat herder, I assume Rusl never said a word."
"So, why do you have clothes too?" he pulled on a pair of beige pants, slipped on a green sweatshirt and pulled on his brown boots. "If the communal bath is so awesome."
"I never said it was awesome," she pushed him out, all belongings in hand, and locked the gate to the spring behind him. "I just said it was there."
He shrugged her off and decided to leave her to bathe. As he walked up the path and was about to near his ladder, he heard the stomping of hooves racing toward him become louder with every passing second. Link turned, seeing a goat, blindly angered, heading his way. "Holy!" The blonde rolled out of the way as it slammed into the tree. "Holy Farore! What the hell?!" Link scrambled up his ladder, where he felt safest for the moment. The goat got up and stumbled its way back into town, as if nothing had happened. Is this… normal? Goddesses, I hope not. He noticed the symbol of Ordon was just about everywhere. Their emblem had the rounded, striped horns of the Ordon goat and it had a rectangular cloth, the same azure blue as the Ordon goats pelt, hanging from it; it was even above his door. He walked in and placed his dirty laundry in an empty barrel. He combed his flaxen locks and did the rest of his cleansing rituals in the basin.
"Heyyy!" Rusl called. "Link! Let's go!"
He grabbed his book bag and walked out his door. Link jumped off the ledge only to land next to uncle who shoved a clay bowl into his hands with a wooden spoon. He looked up at his uncle confused. "What is this?" It was a thick, creamy substance with several nuts and berries inside.
"Yogurt from the goats," he grinned. "Eat it, it's really good for you. Fido makes it." He watched Link as he cleaned the bowl. "Great! You're biking to school today," Rusl smiled. "Listen, now take that path we came through here with; the same route from Twili City," he pointed down towards the spring. "Keep going straight and you'll find Hyrule High… It's literally at the north end, can't miss it; it's huge. I have to drop off Colin at school, Uli has some errands for me and I leave late; so… have a good day and make the best of it!"
"Yup, thanks," Link handed him the bowl, wiping his mouth. "Got it." He grabbed his bike from the large patch of weeds next to his tree house. It was made of metal but it was a simple forest green color. Link thought himself healthy to begin with but, clearly, he was wrong. The steep hills and bumps were making his crotch ache and he was already tired. For the lot of the time, he biked standing on the pedals. He reached Ordon Spring, seeing it was still locked. Is she still bathing? The bridge leading to Faron Spring; he refused to ride across it and simply walked alongside his bicycle. As Rusl had said, it was a straight path from where they had first came through. He passed the majestic spring and waved hello to the man with the afro, still sitting by his pot over a fire as Link jumped on his bike again.
It didn't seem so bad; it looked stunning. The clouds were rolling across the sky and little creatures were frolicking in the field. Having a bicycle made the trip easier than walking and it made sight-seeing way more pleasant, particularly because it was downhill from here. The wind flowed through his hair and he grinned from the rush. A straight path, along the dirt road. He crossed the bridge which happened to hold the water supply for stray creatures. Three quarters of the way, he hit cobblestone and felt he was close as he heard a shriek from above. "Huh?" He saw a large bird stare hungrily down at him, his eyes widened as his heart dropped. "Oh, NONONONO!" He pedaled as fast as his legs would allow. The large bird swooped behind him, screeching. "AH!" He drove through the path, making a sharp left, causing the winged creature to crash into the wall. He turned his head, laughing at the gullible fowl until he hit a large rock, flipped off his bike and went shoulder first into the cobblestone path; he heard a distinct pop. "Son of a whore..." Link grit his teeth and held his shoulder.
"Hey, you alright?"
A Goron offered his hand and he graciously took it, "Ah, I think so."
"You're not from around here, are you?" he laughed. He passed Link his bike, having gotten it for him. There were tribal designs all over his body. He was huge, at least 6'5 feet tall. The jagged stone along the top his head made him appear as if he were slouching. His eyes were dark blue, almost purple. "What made you think it was safe to ride on a bicycle? You've got some balls kid, I like that." He held out his hand. "The name's Ginta. I guard this entrance of Twili City." He pointed to the grand steps with a paved slope between each staircase. The second pair of stair cases held a fountain in between.
"Thanks, Ginta," he shook hands with him. "The name is Link, look, Ginta; could you watch my bike? I'm on the verge of being late for class." The Goron nodded, grinning. They waved goodbye and Link ran up the stairs. "Holy Din, I need more Stamina…" he felt his legs beginning to scream. He ignored their cries and ran across the enclosed moat. The doors were huge as he passed through them into the south side of Twili City.
The blonde didn't stop to look at all the stores and pleasantries; he ran north. He ran around a large fountain in what seemed to be the town square and up a small set of stairs through an open archway. Link noticed a few teenagers hanging around as he continued to run up a longer set of steps to another huge, arched door; this time closed. "Dear Hylia, it's like shoving a boulder!" It was an enormous wooden door. He ran across a bridge leading yet to another door, leading yet to another large arched door. Holy crap, if this isn't the last door, I will tear my freaking hair out!
The blonde pushed, this time, finally reaching the campus. There stood an enormous gothic, citadel which he could only assume was Hyrule High. It was larger in length than in width and had multiple smaller structures attached to it. The entire city was ground and carved in stone, however, Hyrule High was surrounded by a garden of sorts with cobblestoned paths and various archways that would guide him to other parts of the campus. He had no idea how he'd navigate this place. A giant statue displayed the symbol of Hylians, multiple copies were strewn throughout the garden; he walked past it. The entrance was straight across, thankfully, with normal sized doors. The halls were humongous as he looked from side to side; taking in the grandeur. Just how exactly is Rusl paying for this?! Link walked across the checkered floor, taking in the grandeur; straight ahead was a large desk with a woman sitting behind it. He approached, what he assumed to be, the front desk. Multiple staircases and doors lined the hall; huge expensive looking chandeliers hung from the ceiling.
"How may I help you?"
Link leaned against the desk. "I just transferred here, I'm kind of lost and don't know my schedule…"
The lady spoke into the microphone; her voice echoed through the halls, "Red, please come to the front desk."
"Red?"
"The student council president; he'll guide you around," she said.
Several minutes after being called, a boy with thick, golden hair was jogging towards them; his whole attire seemed to surround his name. "Hello! You must be Link!" Red held out his hand in an offer to shake while he held papers in the other. "We've been expecting you, I'm Red!"
Link took his offering which he quickly regretted because of the pain that shot through his arm; adrenaline had kept him from feeling it. Blood had seeped through his green sweatshirt. Red, horrified, took hold of Link's hand and dragged him up the stairs to the nurse's office. He could only stumble along as they zig-zag through the halls. They reached the office, and opened the doors. It looked like a blanket of white and light as they entered. It was a row of hospital beds and curtains lined with large windows that poured sun into the room.
"No, get off me," a voice sighed. "For the last time, no, stop messing around!"
Red and Link walked closer only to find a muscular, raven haired male on top a blonde one. They were lying on a hospital bed. Well, more like the blonde was forced onto the bed. Both of their eyes were crimson except one held annoyance and the other embarrassment. The taller of the two let go and smirked saying, "I'll catch you later." As the teen with the raven locks passed, he stared intensely at Link who could only blush as the guy had the gall to wink at him. The embarrassed, red eyed blonde sat up and coughed into his hand.
"My apologies," he got off the bed. "What can I help you with?"
"My friend, Link, is bleeding," he made the injured blonde sit. "Bandage him up for me, Sheik. Here is his schedule, he's a transfer student. Guide him for me, I have to meet Blue." He placed a copy of the paper on his desk and ran to the entrance. "Link, meet me for lunch at the Deku Tree!"
Sheik tried to protest but he was already out the door. "Sorry, about all that, Link." He noticed the blotch of blood on his shoulder. "Take off your sweater for me." He obeyed and the Sheikah raised his brows. "Egad, man, what did you do?" There was a superficial gash but that wasn't all. Sheik stared between both his shoulders, a large bump appearing on only one. "You dislocated your shoulder. Please lay down. This'll only take a few minutes."
"What're you gonna do?" Link leaned back onto the bed; surprised as a cushioned mouthpiece was shoved between his lips.
"Don't move." Sheik took a hold of his arm and placed his foot on the side of Link's torso to provide leverage as he began to pull. It was slow and steady without any fast movements. The Sheikah pulled directly away from his body; providing constant tension on Link's arm; stretching his shoulder muscles. After a few minutes, the joint popped back into place. Link felt himself in pure agony through the entire process having tightly gripped the sheets. He was thankful for the mouthpiece and its cushions, preventing him from biting his cheek and tongue throughout the excruciating experience. The Sheikah removed the mouthpiece and tossed it into a sink. He grabbed a needle and absorbent suture and placed it on the table next to the bed. Sheik took a wet cloth and cleaned his wound. After pressing down, the blood had clotted. He applied antibiotic ointment and then decided stitches weren't necessary. He covered his shoulder with sterile bandage. "Alright, all good and new." The Sheikah handed him an ice bag. "Keep this on your shoulder, if you need more ice, you can always come back to this office. The bag is reusable, keep it."
"Thanks…" He placed the freezing bag where he had the most pain as it molded to the contours of his shoulder. "So, are you the nurse?"
"Oh, no," Sheik chuckled. "I suppose it would appear that way." He sat in a chair and leaned back. "I'm a student, like you, this is just an internship of sorts; I cover for the nurse in the morning when she isn't here. You'd be surprise how many people come in, like yourself."
"Well, you're very experienced then, with medicine." Link got off the bed. "Do you think you could guide me to class before you head to yours? Not to be a burden but…"
"Right, you're a transfer student," Sheik overlooked Link's schedule. After some time, the Sheikah grinned. "Looks like I can guide you the entire day, we have the same schedule." Link looked extremely relieved given that knowledge. His new companion began putting all the tools away. "How come you transferred here?"
"Ah… this and that, it doesn't matter," Link observed his classmate. He wore a tight, spandex suit with a synthetic blend that adjusted to various phases; leathery exoskeleton was sown onto the fabric. He wore a tabard with the symbol of a red eye with one tear sliding from it as three triangles pointed up above the eye. A cowl attached to the tabard covered half his face. His hair was long, tied back into a braid while his bangs were split side to side, just barely covering his left eye while his right eye remained visible. He wore bandages on his arms, fingers, chest, legs, and hair. "Sheik, right? That guy before, was he picking on you?"
"No, but that doesn't matter," he softly chided, as if slightly offended with Link's deliberate hold of information. "Stick around me long enough and you'll become well acquainted."
... Was he expecting something more?
After the nurse came in, Sheik was allowed to leave and class was soon to begin. As promised, Sheik took him to his classes. They struck little conversations here and there, getting to know each other better. In every class, Link had to introduce himself. A bunch of girls would squeal over him while most of the boys glared at him in anger and envy. Except two; the Sheikah and the raven haired teen with a mischievous smirk who sat next to each other in the back of the classroom, close to the windows. He learned his name to be Dark after they were properly introduced. Well, that is if proper was considered falling over someone and "accidentally" groping them. Regardless, he was happy to be near his favorite spot. He sat behind Sheik and buried his face into his arms. He felt someone poke him, looking up to see the smiling Sheikah.
"You must be quite the charmer," he pointed to his classmates. "I've never seen such a strong reaction aside from Dark's first year."
At the mention of his name, he turned to join the conversation. His skin was milky and his features were sharp. His ears were long and pointed. He wore all black. "It's okay, attractive people stick together," he winked, resulting in a punch in the arm by Sheik. Dark winced but blew a kiss to Link causing him to blush and look towards the window. The Sheikah stared as if to say, "What are you doing? Cut it out." Dark sighed and turned away, bored.
The bell rang and the class filed out. It was lunch time. Dark and Sheik had wrestling during lunch but decided it was best to drop Link off at the Great Deku Tree on the east side of the campus. The tree was at least five times his height and was very thick. The trunk was coarse, like the lines and wrinkles on an old man's face; it actually did look like an old man's face. The leaves had become brown and desiccated, departing from the branches as they dive to the sea of grass. Its large roots jutted from the ground, creating places to sit. They dropped him off with Red.
"He's mine, Dark," he glared at the other male. "Back off."
"Is that a threat?" Dark grinned. "I'll admit, he's cute, I might consider taking him from you... and steal his innocence!" Dark cackled insanely making the Sheikah uneasy.
"How about we make a bet?"
"A bet?" Dark lifted a brow. "What kind of bet?"
"We go to wrestling next, right?"
"Yes," Dark nodded.
"Whoever wins the match gets to have him and the other has to back off," the Sheikah held out his hand. "Deal?"
"Deal," they shook on it.
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