This happened to me back when I was a freshman... maybe sophomore... in high school. I had these two guy friends that would fight over who I sat by. Of course, neither of them ever wanted anything more than friendship. Maybe... I'm kinda oblivious to that stuff. But they did do the whole pick me up and carry me across the room. One would sit me on his lap and the other would sit me back in my chair at the table I sat at him with.

In case you didn't get that... They carried me. As in, I'm kinda a small person. Which is nice for certain things. Reaching up high is not one of those things.

Enjoy!


Out of Their Hands

(A.k.a. Ghirahim plays ref.)


I squeaked as I was picked up out of my chair and carried across the music room.

"Come sit with me, Sheik." Dark sat down, with me in his lap, and nuzzled into my hair. "You know I adore you, right?"

"Yeah." His arms wrapped around my waist and Dark sighed. Or maybe he was breathing in deeply.

I yelped as I was torn from Dark's arms and, once again, carried across the room. "Don't touch my Sheik, Dark."

Link placed me in the chair next to his and pulled me into a sideways embrace. "Hi, Link."

"Why do you let him touch you, Sheik?" I looked up at Link, ready to answer, and was plucked from the chair.

"Dark!" I'm pulled one way.

"Link!" Tugged another.

"Give me back my Sheik!" Back to Link.

"I don't want to!" Over to Dark.

"Keep you perverted hands to yourself!" Back.

"He likes when I touch him!" And.

"I doubt that!" Forth.

"Allow me." I'm taken from being the rope in the boys tug-of-war and put on Ghirahim's shoulders.

"Hey! Give him back!"

"Hey! Give him back!"

I chuckle at the brothers as they speak in time with each other. Twins are great. Ghirahim laughs as well, then he turns serious. "You two need to stop. You're going to pull poor Sheik's arms out of socket."

Link steps forward. "But Sheik belongs to me." I play with Ghira's pure white hair. It's so soft.

"He doesn't belong to you. Sheik likes when I touch him." The boys growl and turn to each other.

"No, he doesn't."

"Yes, he does."

"Don't lie."

"How would you know?"

"Cause..."

"You don't know if he likes it or not."

"Neither do you!"

"His body tells me so. Stupid."

"Pervert!"

"Sissy boy!"

"Man whore!"

"Goody-goody!"

"Delinquent!"

"Enough." Even I flinch when Ghirahim's voice rings out. The twins look up at me and then their eyes trail down to an angry Ghirahim. "You need to stop this fighting. Have you ever asked Sheik who he likes?"

"No..." Dark averts his gaze.

"Not that I recall." Link follows suit.

"Sheik?" Ghirahim presses his thumb into my thigh to make sure he has my attention.

"Yeah, Ghira?" I unbraid his bangs and let them fall down.

"Do you like either one of these boys enough to want to date them?" I blush and hide my face behind my hands as they look at me.

"Well... I kinda..." I bite my lip and point at the blond twin. "...always sorta liked... Link."

"Then it's settled." A yelp leaves me as Ghirahim sets me back on the floor. "Sheik, go over to your boyfriend and Dark, leave Sheik alone."

My heart races. "Ghira! You can't just decide something like that!"

"And why not? You like Link, he likes you. I don't see the problem." Ghirahim pushes me towards Link, his arms ready to catch me, and into his embrace.

"Thanks, Ghirahim." Link purrs, which is kind of weird. "I'll take good care of him."

"This isn't fair. you made me lose my toy." I can hear the pout in Dark's voice.

Ghira is obviously not amused. "Not my fault, nor my problem. Go away." Dark grumbles as he, probably, returns to his seat.

I pull away from Link, already missing being in his arms, and sit next to Ghirahim. "Ready for the big concert?"

My friend smiles behind his curtain of hair and then turns to me, his long pierced tongue making an appearance. "You know how I love to put on a show."


I know it is kinda longer for what I have been posting on this, but I didn't have a space for it and that it the point of this collection of stories.

Review.

Love and twincest, (Ouran High School Host Club anyone?)

~Annoying :)