And here we have another chapter... I know It's been a while but some stuff happened at home and I couldn't write for a while. I hope you are all here still though

Anyway I'd like thank you all for the lovely reviews and ideas and I really hope you enjoy this next chapter.

I would also like to thank the wonderful 'TheForgottenNephilim' again for being an amazing beta.

Disclaimer: I in no way own Link, Ghirahim or Sheik (though I wish I did) or any other characters from The Legend of Zelda franchise. They belong to Nintendo and Shigeru Miyamoto. I claim all rights to the very few oc's that may or may not even make an appearance.

~*GhiraLink*~

Looking up to the clear blue sky, I feel the calm wash over me, bringing a sense of relief. My eyes travel down to look around the large clearing. The grass was a luscious green with a few patches of wild flowers growing randomly. There was a small stump a couple feet away to the right that can sit up to two people. To the left there was a large moss covered hexagonal pad of cement, looking a little out of place in the clearing. At last my eyes land on a large abandoned building, almost like a temple. There was ivy growing up the walls and around the windows, making it look quite ancient and like the building belonged there.

I placed my bag next to the stump and walked up to steps Sheik and I had made to make up for the ruined stairs to the door. I looked behind me to see if Sheik was still following and saw that he was just placing down his bag after grabbing something from both out bags. I nodded at him in understanding and then opened the large door to the ruins.

I walk through the hallway slowly, closing my eyes and running my fingers along the wall. We reach the end of the long hall and Sheik, who is now standing beside me, opens the door. The hinges creak loudly and we look into the main room of the temple. The main room is quite large, a little bit creepy and a little odd shaped. Both of us stood on a little platform with stairs either side, the left set of stairs had crumbled away, so we had to use the right steps. On the other side of the room was a low platform leading to another door that was jammed shut. On either side of little platform was a big arch way, one that lead to another door and the other was caved in. On each side of the room was a high ledge with a gate surrounding it, which was impossible to get to.

We walked down the right staircase and into the center of the room where a four rusty gold torches sat on top of corner stone ledges. That was surrounded by a red, dusty carpet, edged in a dull gold thread. In the middle of it all was a wooden like square with engraved swirls on it.

We looked up at the walls where four portraits hung. They were pictured of young women in similar types of clothing, a sort of flowy dress, that had a low neckline to show off too much cleavage. All four women had a different colour and an engraved plaque with their name.

The first one was in orange and her name was Joelle, the second was Beth in blue, Amy was Third and in green and lastly in purple was Meg. They had all apparently been killed in a fire.

Sheik had gently touched my arm to grab my attention so we could leave the creepy room via the one door that we had access to, the one under the right arch. Walking through the door it was like walking outside again except for the huge walls surrounding the area. The grass was quite overgrown but still lush and green. There was a creek running through the area, filled with clear water and a range or small pebbles and large stones lay along the bottom of the creek. There was a a couple of big rocks that acted like a bridge to the other side of the creek. On the other side of the creek was small patch of grass that was perfect to sit on. Taking off my shoes and socks and leaving them at the door I walk over the rocks, careful not to slip and to the other side, flopping ungracefully onto the soft grass.

Moments later I feel Sheik sit next to me, leaning against the wall holding the two instruments he bought with him. I smiled and took my precious ocarina from his hands ad sat up. Perfectly comfortable knowing that just Sheik is around I smile using my voice that I only let two people here, Sheik and Zelda, "Thank you Sheik, you don't know how much this means to me, coming with me to our hideaway."

Sheik smiles kindly back at me, ruffling my hair softly, making me pout. "It's worth it if it gets you to talk and relax for a while." He places his slender fingers to his harp, strumming out a few notes to start with and then into a familiar tune which I quickly pick up and place my lips to my ocarina and my fingers to some of the holes to play in harmony with the tune that we both know, but don't at the same time.

~*GhiraLink*~

It was almost sunset as we were leaving the ivy covered ruins. We had spent most of the afternoon playing in harmony, talking about trivial stuff and Sheik had even insulted me subtly which resulted in a ferocious tickle attack. We were listening to the radio while we drove back into town, settling on just a burger from the local take-away for dinner. We ate mostly in silence except for when Sheik started talking which I just answered in nods and hums, as I had curled up in my shell of muteness again.

I took Sheik to his place, hugging him as he left before I drove off home. I was glad that sometimes my stepfather worked late into the night sometimes, this being one of those nights, so I had nothing to worry about when I arrived home.
I unlocked the front door, taking off my shoes and walking slowly up the stairs after locking the door again. Opening the door to my room I chuck my bag onto my desk and lay on my bed, slipping my head phones on to listen to some music. I hum softly along to the upbeat song, closing my eyes, thinking about the long day.

I suddenly sit up startled at a sudden realisation that I had come across. I take off my head phones and go to take a shower. I take a fresh pair of pajama's to the bathroom, undressing and hopping into the shower. I quickly scrub shampoo and conditioner into my hair and lather myself with my strawberry scented soap. Hey don't criticise me, I like the smell of strawberries thank you very much. Actually that is what Sheik teased me about this afternoon. It's not my fault that it's girly, Sheiks is apple and cinnamon so he's not much better.

After quickly towel drying my hair I walk quickly back to my room, hearing my stepfather lumbering around downstairs, probably drunk. I walk back into my room nice and refreshed, closing the door behind me and flop onto my bed, rolling a little to get under the covers. I click my phone onto charge and start to close my eyes, feeling my breathing even out slowly as I calm down. I roll over, wrapping my arms around one of my pillows, silently praying to god that tomorrow could go smoothly, unlike my any of my other birthdays.

~*GhiraLink*~

And that's all for this chapter... Yes it's a little shorter and I know you are probably wondering 'Where is is the fabulous Demon Lord Ghirahim?' And I would like to let you know he should be coming up in the next couple of chapters.

Hopefully the next. Yaaaay. Thank you for reading this chapter. Please Fave, Follow and Review.