I just realized that Yuen smirks a lot. When I think of her character it fits but writing wise, it sounds weird and redundant. who knows any synonyms for smirk? XD
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the 24th Annual Wing Ceremony!"
Today was the day. I ran my fingers over my thigh to wipe off the sweat that began to form in them. Hard to admit, but I was nervous. I looked at Pipit who exuded nothing but confidence. I cherished his company for that. My gaze moved to Link who sat next to Zelda on the viewer's stand. They were having a pleasant conversation, but every so often, Zelda would gesture to Pipit and I and Link would blush and his lips would move quickly, like he was stuttering. I sighed, gaining Pipits attention.
"Bored Yuen?" Pipit smirked at me before grabbing my hand. "Or is the dampness I'm feeling telling me you're nervous." I scoffed and tried to pull my hand away but his grip tightened. "Relax! Worst case scenario is that we both lose, and then we get to spend a whole new year at the academy!"
"and you're excited for that?"
"The more time I get to spend with my friends, the better Yuen."
"You mean ogling Karane." I whispered, my gaze moving to the girl in question. Pipit started in surprise, shifting around like a nervous wreck.
"K-Karane? Um…yeah, the more time to check her out the better!" He mumbled quickly. I raised an eyebrow at him. He never admitted to checking out a girl he liked, something was up. I opened my mouth to question him but instructor Owlan cut of any chance for more conversation.
"Before we begin, I'll explain the rules of today's competition. I have attached a small statuette to this bird, who I will then release to the skies. On my signal, dive off the ledge, and then call your bird. Whoever catches the bird and claims the statuette will be this year's champion. Let's see your finest flying out there. Show me just how hard you've been practicing. All of you…Fly fair, fly fast, and show the future generations the shoes they must fill!"
I released Pipits hand, taking in a breath to calm myself for the final time. I did not want to become a knight, like all the others here. I wanted to be more useful; I wanted to actually do something productive. But right now, like everyone else competing, I wanted to win. We stood there, tensed, ready to run as soon as the whistle sounded…
Wreee!
And just like that, we were running. My long strides took me ahead of the competition early, allowing me to leap off the platform faster than the rest. I whistled out for Chaska, and my faithful bird came like always, catching me with ease, even with the rest of the excitement going on. I released my pent up breath the moment I settled onto him, all my jitters melted away and it was like we were just casually flying again.
"Let's win this." I tightened on his harness and he screeched in agreement. Beating his wings, Chaska shot off after the bird with the trophy attached to it.
"Yuen!" I glanced over to see Pipit ahead of me a tiny margin. He didn't say anything after calling me; he just winked and rushed forward. Shaking my head I flew after him, other riders of our class trailing behind me. I guided Chaska away from the herd, higher into the sky. Fools, you don't chase after the prey, you wait for the prey to come to you. Then, you swoop down and claim it as your own. I set Chaska to hover as I watched my competition chase after the bird frantically, Pipit never leaving the front of the pack. The bird weaved through floating rocks and turned around in random spurts of energy. Why on earth did they decide to use Gaepora's Loftwing is beyond me. The bird hasn't been ridden in months and it clearly is having too much fun playing with the students. I watched as the bird came closer to where I waited. I smirked and tapped Chaska into motion.
"Wait, and the pray will come to you." We gained a few more feet of altitude before diving quickly, shooting out of the sky like a meteor. We came down in the path of the bird and I leveled us off quickly, Chaska beat his wings hard and maneuvered to where we were in line with the oncoming cluster of Loftwings. Spurring forwards, we created a mid-air game of chicken between Chaska and I, the bird with the statue, and from the looks of the competition backing off when they saw the accident waiting to happen, merely Pipit. I heard Pipit whoop in excitement as he rushed forward too, reaching out for the trophy. Chaska rushed forward in a burst of speed as we boxed in the riderless Loftwing. The creature shrieked and sharply turned to the right. Pipit reached out his hand for the wooden carving, but I merely tightened my grip on Chaska's harness.
"Spiral Charge."
Chaska released a mighty screech before spinning his body in a deadly spiral, creating a mini cyclone around us and propelling us directly in front of Gaepora's bird. I reached my arm out and saw Pipit, inches away from me. Ignoring the dangers, I shoved my arm forward and grabbed onto the carving, feeling another hand close around my own as two Loftwings collided with one another.
…
When I came to, I heard angry screeches. I felt the carving still in my hand and I smiled. We won. I sat up and pulled the carving towards me only to be met by resistance. I looked over to see Pipit beaming at me.
"Good morning my sleeping beauty!" His toothy grin somehow got wider, but my own turned into a frown. I looked at the statuette to see my hand around it alright, but Pipits was as well.
"What the-"
"We tied Yuen!"
"Yay…" I looked away to see the source of the constant screeching. Chaska and Pipits female were going at it like old women, both hissing and spitting at each other like they had wronged each other.
"Oi, will you two cut it out?" I barked, their racket beginning to give me a headache. They looked back at me like I was rude for interrupting, and went right back at it. Pipit's laughed distracted my attention from the troublesome birds.
"They gave me the same treatment Yuen! Arguing over who actually won this match."
"We tied…" I sighed, looking out at Skyloft before us.
"Oh stop whining Yuen. You don't have to win every race." His smile faded a bit before lighting back up again. "Well, shall we greet our adoring fans?"
"Hmph, yeah" I returned his smile as we descended down onto the platform where the race began. Waiting there was the happy faces of the sophomores, instructor Horwell, Instructor Owlan, and the extremely angry face of Headmaster. Shit…
"Great racing you two!" Zelda called out, waving her hand in her usual happy way.
"And that move at the end, quite thrilling!" Horwell smiled.
"No!" Gaepora stomped his foot loudly. "That last move could have cost us two future knights! And Yuen! I don't know who taught you the spiral charge, but it is not to be used in that manner! And-"
"Headmaster, I believe I was well within the rules."
"How is that?"
"Instructor Owlan never once said we had to fly safe. Nor did he say dangerous moves were illegal."
"Enough Yuen!" I silenced at the angered man, his face telling me not to press him. "Even though this is a tie, I have no choice but to-"
"Dad!" Zelda cried out, her hands on her hips. "It's a tie. They both won fair and square!"
"Uwah- I…" Gaepora was thrown off by the angry face of his daughter. I smirked, he was always defenseless when it came to Zelda. She was his goddess. With a sigh of defeat he nodded. "Congratulations both of you, you have both been promoted to senior class as knights in training." Pipit yelled in excitement and I couldn't hold back my smile.
"And Yuen," Owlan interjected, "for displaying advanced flying skills, Horwell and I have decided it best that you be granted the ability to fly at night." Night flying? Oh that is going to be- wait a minute… "-of course, you can utilize that new found freedom to help make Skyloft a safer home for everyone!"
Fuck.
Lemony goodness next chapter! hehehe, I'm so excited to write that. I hope I can keep up with the amazing yaoi skills of the mighty ItachiSasukeSama!
