AN: I would just like to apologize for how long this took me. I'm afraid I found a hole in my plotline as I was writing the story, putting an effective halt on my progress -. I'm going to have a thank you and a little note to each of my reviewers down below, so look for your name! I'll try to be extra prompt when posting the next one to make up for lost time and thank you all for your patience!
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Special thanks to mahoakitti and Soriku-video-gamer, who reviewed all three of my LinkXSheik stories!!! -. Thank you so much to ALL my reviewers, I'm sorry I haven't thanked you sooner. I'll try to send back individual review replies to them all once I get the chance, so be expecting an email from me! If for some reason you weren't mentioned, send me an email at and I'll mention you in the next chapter!
Now for the sad news: unfortunately, this story is reaching that crucial part where I've over thought the plot, and began to lose interest. I'm going to try to direct the story back away from the action, and back into what I REALLY wrote it for: the romance. It would be great support if you would all continue to review for this story and show how much you really care. You have no idea how happy I get when I read a review. A single good review could give me the motivation to keep writing even if I'm tired of the story. Fortunately, I'm not done with this one yet; hopefully the return to a romantic plot will help keep me interested. It will most likely end within another 3 chapters. Don't worry, I already have like…5 new ideas for stories of this pairing --.
Ok, enough rambling, on with the show!!!
Three Ways To Show You I Love You
Chapter 3
Sheik sighed quietly from their position behind yet another suit of armor. They had been running around the corridors for over an hour, and seeing as they had been forced to hide four times now, Sheik decided it was time to find another method of moving around the castle undetected. He tried to ignore the warm body of Link next to him as his mind formulated a plan.
Sheik tried desperately to force the blood from his face. Even with the cowl covering his cheeks, he knew the flush of his skin would show through the top. What would Link think if he saw him blushing after what happened earlier? He had already created one awkward moment between them, no need to go and lose all of the hero's trust.
He sighed; if he continued to act this way around Link, they would never complete this mission alive. As soon as he had looked up into Link's eyes his mind had gone blank. All he had been able to focus on was the ragged sound of his own breathing, the slight pulsing throughout his entire body as the blood flowed through his veins, and the icy blue eyes that seemed to physically freeze him where he stood.
He shook his head, no use getting lost in such thoughts at a time like this. As the familiar rows of warriors strode by, Sheik peaked out slightly from behind the suit's colossal iron elbow. The hallways had begun to all look the same after about fifteen minutes of searching, and the Sheikah came to a conclusion:
Yup, they were definitely lost.
Running around on the ground would no longer do them any good, and following the troops at a safe distance was nearly impossible since the red-clad men all proved to be rather clumsy. It irked Sheik to no end that their main impediment was the enemy's own stupidity. If only there was a way to follow them without being seen. Sheik cursed himself for the billionth time that day for not learning more concealment spells when he was younger. The only one he knew was a simple charm to help him blend into the foliage; the soldiers were stupid, but he doubted they wouldn't notice a bush following them.
His eyes scanned the length of the hallway; perhaps there was something Link could hookshot onto. He suppressed the urge to start ripping his hair out, as his search yielded nothing but stone walls. He did a double take as he noticed a square opening near the ceiling. As his ruby eyes scanned over the other walls, he noted that each wall had a similar square hole in the upper left-hand corner of each end corridor.
As soon as the last boot disappeared around the corner, Sheik was out in the corridor and mentally measuring the length of wall up to the opening. Link looked up towards the opening as well.
"How do we know it even leads somewhere?" Sheik looked back to Link, glad that the blood had finally retreated from his face.
"Castles in warm places like this often need air shafts built in the ceiling to channel the warm air upwards. It should lead to the upper levels, where I'm assuming the king's chambers are." Link nodded.
Sheik leapt towards the opposite wall, rebounding off of it to gain more vertical lift. His hands barely reached the edge of the shafts opening, but he managed to catch a hold and clambered up into the darkness. There wasn't much moving room, but he flipped himself around well enough to look back down to where Link stood.
The hero, realizing Sheik couldn't simply give him a hand up, pulled out his hookshot. The Sheikah nodded, staying slightly to the side as Link shot the hooked mechanism into the air. Sheik reached out, catching the chain in mid-air before it shot back down towards the hero. Link began to clamor up the wall, using the hookshot's retracting coils to help pull him up. Sheik anchored his feet on either side of the wall, pulling against the weight, but didn't need to hold on long as Link's familiar Kokkiri hat appeared over the edge.
They heard the familiar sound of oncoming footsteps, and the Sheikah realized he hadn't thought his position over very well as Link quickly clamored the rest of the way into the shaft. Sheik fought with all his might to keep the blood from rocketing up into his cheeks again as Link also noticed the placements of their bodies. Sheik's feet were still anchored on either side of the wall, his legs spread apart and around Link's waist. Sheik tried to hold in a moan as the hero shifted slightly, moving against him. The hero had pinned him onto his back in his haste, and their stomachs were now brushing against each other as well.
Neither moved, afraid the slight movement would catch the eye of someone passing below. Sheik mused that he probably wouldn't have been able to move anyway, seeing as his body was paralyzed from mortification. He chanced a glance up at Link, hoping against hope that the hero wasn't too annoyed at their situation. A solid fist of surprise punched him in the gut as Link's sculpted face appeared mere centimeters away from his. The same blue lightning from before froze him in place as he looked into the eyes of the Hero of Time.
His heartbeat began to race out of control, as it had been doing more often lately with every look Link sent his way. A small nagging voice at the back of his muddled brain was trying to tell him something, but his mind was too busy swimming in the pool of blue that was Link's eyes to pay it much mind.
"If I can actually look them in the eye, it means I feel like I can trust them completely…"
Sheik's eyes snapped open wider at the sudden memory, Link's voice flowing through his mind as clearly as when they were back in the castle courtyard. He gulped, realizing Link had been maintaining eye contact much more often lately. Hope soared in his chest, fluttering around his heart like the butterflies that so often inhabited his stomach. Did Link love him? Was he trying to tell him something? He felt overwhelmed with emotion as the hero's gaze remained unwavering.
After a moment, Sheik realized the hallway below was now quiet, and that the troops had probably passed a while ago. His mind snapped back to reality. He shook his head and pulled away from Link, trying not to look at the slightly hurt look on the hero's face. He began to climb up the small shaft as it spiraled upward; still trying to catch his breath from what had happened a few moments prior.
Link cursed under his breath. He knew he had seen the look of realization on Sheik's face before he looked away, and even though he was proud of the slight accomplishment, he hadn't wanted the moment to end. Link momentarily wondered if he had come on too strong; Sheik had seemed rather frazzled. He quickly disregarded the notion; if he wanted to express his feelings to Sheik, he had to be blunt and clear. He sighed.
Being a homosexual savior of the world was tough.
He spent the next few minutes admiring the Sheikah's toned rear as they crawled in the upward spiral of the small shaft. After a few moments, Sheik stopped, and Link guessed that they had reached the top. Sheik gave him the hand signal to wait, and then darted from the hole. Link stayed where he was, watching as Sheik ran down a small length of hallway, vaulting up onto a tall ledge. Link was again amazed at Sheik's athletic ability, knowing he would never be able to jump so high. The Sheikah warrior looked down both lengths of hallway, before signaling to Link that it was safe.
Link darted from the hole, running to where Sheik was offering his hand. As he jumped up, they heard footsteps coming their way yet again, but this time they were louder and approaching at a much faster rate. Link quickly braced his feet on the wall, scrambling up over the edge, and flattening himself to the side. As the troops rushed by, Link noticed the large guard from their cell running along with them, cradling his neck as he went. He winced; it seemed Sheik had bruised his windpipe. He doubted Sheik couldn't have snapped his neck if he so chose.
He could only imagine what other things such strong thighs could be used for.
They waited with bated breath as the last guard passed; if any of them had looked up more than a few inches, they would have noticed them. Link would be eternally grateful for how inadequately trained all the soldiers in the castle seemed to be.
"Seems like they finally realized we've escaped." Link nodded at the Sheikah's statement,
"Took them long enough."
Sheik smiled slightly from under his cowl, before motioning Link in the direction the soldiers had traveled. After a while of traveling along the precarious edge, dodging a few ornate pots on the way, they came to a mass oaken door. Judging by the size and placement of the door, as well as the guards in front of it, Link surmised that they had finally found the throne room.
He had just started analyzing the situation, contemplating how they could take out the guards, when a Deku nut was sent whizzing through the air towards the two stationary men. More Deku nuts followed, and by the time the flashes had passed, Sheik had somehow knocked out the stunned guards and bound them. Link sighed,
"You know, it would be nice if you told me the plan ahead of time."
Sheik smiled as he secured the complicated knots around one of the unfortunate men's ankles.
"What would be the fun in that?"
Link chuckled quietly, glad that they were back on joking terms with each other. Sheik moved over to the door, carefully looking in between the crack between the two oak slabs.
"Doesn't seem like anyone heard us."
Link hopped down from the ledge, joining Sheik by the door.
Just as he put his ear to the cold wooden surface, a group of soldiers suddenly rounded the corner. How they hadn't heard them Link would never know, but it seemed the small band of soldiers was just as surprised to see them. Both parties stood there dumbfounded for a few moments. The Hylian warriors, however, soon sprang into action, striking a good few blows before the opposing fighters even drew their weapons. As the red-clad warriors began to fight back, two broke off to run away down the hall. Sheik's chain whipped out and wrapped around the leg of the first, tripping him and sending him sprawling on the floor. His attempt to thwart the other proved useless however, as he was suddenly beaten back by a small group of soldiers.
For a moment, Link thought they would be able to beat them back, until the new wave of reinforcements flooded around the corner. He and Sheik were quickly overpowered, and his face made contact with the hard ground as they shoved him to the floor. His wrists were bound behind his back, and he heard Sheik grunt somewhere off to the side, signifying he was also receiving rough treatment. From the same side, a thumping could be heard that Link thought sounded oddly familiar…
"Well, well, what 'ave we here?" Link felt the hair on the back of his neck bristle as he recognized the raspy voice of the guard. His voice was drastically quieter, seeing as his windpipe had been nearly crushed. He hated that he couldn't see his enemy, and so he fought against the hand that was grinding his face into the ground. The soldier holding him grunted,
"Hold still!" But Link refused to back down. After a few moments of struggle, he wrestled his head free, turning to look over at Sheik.
The gigantic man stood looking at him, his attention caught by the small display of rebellion. He braced himself for an attack, his eyes hardening. The guard laughed,
"Don't you worry, I don't care about you," he turned his meaty face to Sheik, and Link felt himself bristle again. He walked towards the Sheikah, crouching down in front of him, and grabbed his sculpted chin between his sausage-like thumb and pointer finger. Link struggled against the guard that bound him.
Sheik looked upon the man with hatred, the fire shooting from his eyes nearly tangible. The guard just sneered,
"Let's see if you're so bold without your cute little mask on."
Link was enraged, noticing the hint of lust in the guard's eyes. He hadn't even gotten to see Sheik's face with his permission, and now this wretch was attempting to forcefully take off the cowl that all Sheikah held so sacred. Sheik began to double his efforts to escape, drawing away from the hand that reached for his cowl.
Just as the large fingers were wrapping around the edge of the cloth, the doors to the throne room were thrown open. An extravagantly dressed man swept through the doors, his red cloak billowing behind him as he viewed the scene in the hall.
"What is going on here?"
He questioned with an air of authority, sneering at the guard as he remained crouched in front of Sheik. The man, seeing the look, quickly got to his feet, giving Sheik one last menacing glare. Link noticed the soldier holding him stiffen as the man's gaze swept over the scene, the armor he was wearing suddenly making him seem much more intimidating. Link was surprised at the craftsmanship of the metal; it would be nearly impossible to find such finely crafted armor in Hyrule, even in the palace.
After a few moments, someone beyond Link's peripheral vision found to courage to speak.
"We've caught the escaped intruders sir; they were listening in on the conversation inside the throne room."
The piercing red gaze was turned onto Link, and the color and depth of the glare reminded him of Sheik for a split second. The man's eyes then switched to glare at Sheik, and Link noticed them widen in surprise for a split second. Red clashed with red in a sea of fire, before the armor-clad man looked away, turning and walking back towards the doors.
"Bring them in, the king wishes to speak to them."
The pressure on Link's back was finally relieved, and he was pulled jerkily to his feet. He was shoved towards the open doors before both of his feet even touched back upon the ground. He gazed around the hall as he was pushed forward, trying to map out his new surroundings and look for possible escape routes.
Red banners were hung on the walls, hammer and nail symbols adorning them. There were a fair amount of soldiers in the hall, all being suited up and arranged into ranks. It was an odd place to prepare a regiment of soldiers, and Link wondered at the kingdom's odd war strategies.
As they were pushed unceremoniously forward, all motion and noise in the hall stopped. A few soldiers stood nearby, eyeing the odd garb of the two intruders. Link bristled as he noticed a few giving Sheik undisguised looks of lust as the spandex-clad warrior walked ahead of him. He was shocked at how many men here seemed attracted to members of the same gender, and weren't subtle about it, if the looks they were sending his way were any indication.
They were brought before the king; a man clad in another extravagant red robe. Link again noted the oddly shaped hammer symbol on his garb. The king leaned over to speak to the armor-clad man from earlier, listening as he whispered something into his ear. The king's eyes turned to Sheik, not with lust thankfully, but Link decided he wasn't looking forward to what was to come. The man, who Link could only assume was the king's war general, sneered at them, flipping his long reddish-brown hair behind his shoulder as he resumed his place next to the king's throne. Link found this odd as well; normally seats by the throne were reserved for royal advisors, not war generals.
The king stood, with some difficulty seeing as he was a rather large man, and pinned the two Hylian warriors with a hard look. He stood there for a few moments, sizing them up, the soldiers beside Link and in the hall fidgeting nervously. Finally, he spoke,
"In all my years of reign upon this land we have never found ourselves in such a position. Hyrule and our nation have never once been at odds, why have you suddenly decided it necessary to act out against us?" Link and Sheik exchanged a look of slight surprise, and by the nod Sheik gave him, Link took his cue to answer,
"We find it rather hypocritical of you to place the blame upon our shoulders, when you have a regiment of soldiers marching towards Hyrule as we speak." Link noticed the scowl the war general sent his way, but disregarded it and trained his attention back on the king. He was surprised, however, to see the leader was just as confused as they were.
"We do not have any warriors traveling towards your lands, I would have known if such orders were given." And suddenly Link understood. As he locked gazes with the general, the man stood, his new stance and voice condescending,
"Sire, it is obvious they are lying to you. If orders to mobilize were given, you would have been informed immediately."
After the silence that ensued, he turned to the king,
"I assure you, no troops are out of place."
The king nodded, siding with his general. Link scowled, knowing the conversation was going nowhere fast. The king would never believe two complete strangers from another land over his own general. Sheik gave a small cough, and Link glanced over to him. Red met blue in the fiery dance he was so used to feeling whenever their eyes met, and with one look from Sheik, he understood.
Looking back to the king, he answered: "If you won't believe us, we will show you ourselves."
At that moment, Sheik snapped the ropes that bound his hands using the same spell as before, and Link crouched to the floor, kicking out at the feet of the closest men to him. As they crashed to the floor, both Hylian warriors back flipped away, Link with a little more difficulty seeing as his hands were still bound.
"When we get out of here, you're teaching me that acid thing." Link said as Sheik used one of his dirks to cut the ropes binding the hero's hands.
"Deal."
As Sheik vaulted over the heads of the soldiers in front of him, Link used his hookshot to catapult himself up and over the throne, landing right behind it. Both warriors landed with the point of their weapon pointed at the king's throat. All action in the hall stopped, the soldiers and king alike dumbstruck by the speed with which the two foreign warriors had just turned the battle in their favor. The general only took a few moments before he was back in his proper frame of mind.
"Soldiers! Fire!"
Any soldiers with ready arrows let loose a small barrage; a stupid move, seeing as a few arrows were also shot in the king's direction. Link rolled his eyes at the pathetic attack. The arrows were quickly dispersed as he unleashed Din's Fire just as the small barbs were in range. A single arrow escaped its fiery fate, only to be cut in half by Sheik's knife. The soldiers in the hall looked on in amazement, and the general suddenly turned on his men.
"You fools! You almost killed his majesty!" But Link was unconvinced; he doubted the man would have felt much remorse. From what the Hero of Time had seen, he was the only capable warrior to be found in Rael, and such an experienced warrior would never order a sudden attack and expect the accuracy to be anywhere near adequate. Link sneered at the man; it looked like this land had a Ganondorf of sorts as well.
"I wouldn't advise attacking us again." Link shouted above the small din that had arisen in the hall.
"Not if you want your King back alive. Your majesty," he made eye contact with the general as he said this,
"I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation. We were captured by one of your army encampments; about four days hike away from Hyrule. That was almost a day ago, we now only have two, maybe three days before they unleash an attack upon our land."
The king's eyes were wide, and sweat began to form on his brow. Apparently he hadn't expected to ever be in a captive situation.
"We need you to send a messenger, the fastest you have, to intercept the army and call them back. We don't want to start war with your country; we just want to save our own."
Sheik leaned over and whispered in his ear,
"Fear not, we will not harm you."
This seemed to cause the King to relax slightly, and some of his shaking stopped. Link didn't know why, but the king seemed to trust Sheik's word; that would prove useful later. Swallowing, the king nodded resolutely.
"We have horses, I will send a messenger."
Link nodded,
"We will need another horse, to follow him at a distance and make sure he follows through."
The soldiers in the hall exchanged glances, and the general looked livid.
"Do not follow us, he will be returned safely after this is all resolved."
He looked over to Sheik, who nodded back to him. They slowly began advancing towards the doors, Sheik's knife held steadily against the king's throat, but angled, Link noticed, so as not to draw blood unless the warrior willed it so. They had no intention of harming the man in any way, but Link and Sheik knew that the only way to resolve the issue was to show him the army moving towards Hyrule so he could see it himself.
Link had thought the men that had been lusting after them earlier would have changed their mind after seeing their eye candy attacking the king, but as they slowly advanced out of the hall, Link noticed even more men eyeing them than before. It was like an alternate dimension: badly trained soldiers, an inexperienced king, a traitorous war general, and what seemed to be half a population of gay soldiers.
Link would never understand the dynamics of this place.
As they were nearing the door, a few soldiers decided to try to hinder their progress. Link parried their inexperienced blows easily, knocking each one to the ground one by one. An arrow whistled through the air toward Sheik's face. He pulled a second dirk from beneath the bandages on his arm and blocked the arrow with his left hand. After a few moments, the attacks halted, no one left with the gall to oppose them.
Link motioned for one of the warriors to open the door, to which he obliged, blushing. As the doors were opened, the general let out an angry yell, and began a charge. Just as Link was bracing for the attack, the king's voice rang out with surprising volume,
"Amicus stop!"
The general stopped, though hesitantly, as if not quite sure the king's orders were worth obeying.
"There is nothing you can do in this situation, simply wait for my return. Do not make any moves against Hyrule; I want to resolve all of this."
Amicus, as he seemed to be named, looked livid, glaring at Link and Sheik in turn. His ruby gaze lingered on Sheik, and he seemed to shake with suppressed anger.
He didn't understand everyone's fascination with Sheik here, but Link didn't have time to figure it out before any other hindrances could block their way. He ushered them out of the hall. Link pulled the doors closed behind them, and as soon as the closing echo rang out, they were running down the stone halls, towards where the king indicated the stables were located.
In the end, they had to take two horses. Sitting on the first with the king, was Sheik. He was light enough to balance out the king's weight, not the mention the man seemed rather comfortable with the Sheikah. Link was on a second horse, leading the other steed by the reigns as they ran through the desert at full speed. They could barely see the messenger in the distance, staying a straight course and heading directly towards where they had originally seen the camp. The country may have been short in capable soldiers, but they were strong in integrity, Sheik noted. He almost felt guilty as he glanced back towards the king. Sheik was now sitting in front of him, shielding his eyes and face from the sand and relentless wind as they pelted them.
Link smiled at Sheik, and though he knew the hero couldn't see it, he knew the intuitive hero would sense the answering grin through his cowl. They had been running for a little over a day, and the king hadn't once complained, opting to sleep or talk to Sheik whenever he was willing to answer. Though he had originally thought the king to be naïve and cowardly, the Sheikah now knew that the man was a strong and capable leader. Peace loving, for sure, but Sheik mused that the world needed more leaders like him.
Sheik knew that they didn't have time to rest; they had to keep running until they overtook the army approaching Hyrule. However, that didn't mean the king had to suffer as well.
"Are you tired your majesty?" Link piped up, his words echoing Sheik's thoughts as though their minds were connected. The king seemed touched slightly by the concern. He was obviously tired, but whether due to wariness or courtesy, he shook his head.
"No, no, I'm fine. But thank you lad." His eyes crinkled slightly as he smiled. Sheik turned to look at the king,
"Feel free to rest on me if you need sleep your majesty." Again, the king seemed touched, and Sheik knew the man trusted them.
Turning back around, he noticed that the messenger had pulled a little ahead of them, and so he urged the horse onward, impressed by the beast's stamina. Neither of the horses was even breaking much of a sweat, showing just how trustworthy the king's word was. What a shame such a good man had chosen such a corrupt war general. The Sheikah had already figured everything out in his mind. Amicus, for whatever reason, seemed to have a personal vendetta against Hyrule, and was using his position to launch an attack without the king knowing.
It had almost worked.
He would have limited power now that the king was with Link and Sheik. If he made any moves, they would know about it, and act accordingly. Ironically, the king was safer with them in the long run. Link's calculations were cut short as the king's voice spoke up quietly,
"Hyrule has some fine warriors. I've never seen two men do so much damage on their own." He gave a slight chuckle.
"War has never been our strong point. You undoubtedly noticed our soldiers had no prior training." Both warriors nodded, glad they hadn't had to voice their own thoughts. He king nodded, chuckling good-naturedly.
"They do not normally have to fight. Our usual soldiers were sent to defend the mountain pass to the South. Amicus was the only one among them who stayed to help me manage the new recruits. They have been gone for several weeks..." he trailed off,
"And now this…"
Link gave a small bittersweet smile.
"Not a good month for Rael." The king chuckled darkly at thy Hylian warrior's remark.
"The last thing we need right now is a war with Hyrule; your land has been a close neighbor of ours as long as I could remember. They say our famous soldiers hailed from your land many decades ago." He looked forward to Sheik as he said this.
"You remind me of them greatly." Sheik knew Link wouldn't miss his eyes snapping towards the king as he said these words.
"How so?" He asked as nonchalantly as possible.
He knew it was juvenile to get his hopes up, just because the soldiers came from Hyrule and could be compared to him meant nothing. However, he couldn't shake the feeling of longing. No matter how close he and Link were he would always carry with him a sense of loneliness. So was the fate of the last surviving member of a dying race. There was always the wish to know those who came before him, to talk to someone like him, to share the burden.
"Aren't you of the Sheikah as well young man? Surely you would recognize one of your own in Amicus." This time, both warriors looked at the king in shock, their eyes no longer trained ahead of them.
Sheik felt as if a fist had buried itself into his gut. Its knuckles dug in underneath his ribcage, halting his breathing. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Sheikah? There were more? An entire army? Sheik didn't know what to feel at that particular moment, his mind numb with shock. He looked over to Link, hoping the Hero of Time would know how to react better than him. Link was looking at him, gauging his reaction. He knew he should smile, nod, anything to show some emotion. But all he felt at that moment was overwhelming shock.
Link looked forward once more, only to slowly pull his horse to a halt. Sheik looked forward as well, and suddenly all thoughts of the other Sheikah were pressed from his mind as they pulled to a stop in front of a mass of red cloaks and finely-crafted shields that was the army of Rael.