"Who's driving?" Zelda said, "I can't. I'm sure you can't either, Link.

"Nah, I can't."

Sheik shook his head, "I guess you're stuck with it, Dark."

"Oh, fine. I'll drive."

They all tossed their suitcases into the trunk of Dark's car. Zelda got front seat, Link and Sheik were in the back together.

No sooner did they get on the highway did someone need the radio.

"Christ, would somebody put a CD in or turn on the radio?"

Dark turned the volume knob up and grabbed an unlabeled CD to listen to, "Is this alright, your highness?" He smirked.

She pointed to the CD slot, "CD. In. Need music."

"How long is it going to take to get up there, anyway?"

"I'm not sure, but if I had to guess, I'd say about three hours. Shit, I have to gas up."

He turned off the highway and into a gas station.

"Link, you up?" Zelda said to link, whose cap had gone over his eyes.

"No."

Sheik laughed, "C'mon, wake up sweetie."

"I'm up, I'm up."

Sheik rested his head on Link's shoulder. "I love you."

Link responded with a gentle kiss.

Back on the highway, an hour later, Link wanted to mess around with Sheik, but he knew that Sheik wasn't going to want to, because of Dark. Zelda fell asleep, and Dark seemed fixed on the road. It seemed fine, to Link, to have a little bit of fun.

Link's hand wandered over to Sheik's crotch. Not expecting it, Sheik jumped a little, but eventually caught on to what Link was trying to do. He started to grope him, in order to see the look in his eyes when he was really horny. With starting to grope him harder and faster, Sheik started to breathe heavier and looked over to Link and mouthed the words, "I love you."

It was night now, and they watched as the light poles flew by the car. Sheik inhaled sharply and pushed Link's hand down farther; faster. His face was a little red and he was getting really hard, and Link could tell.

He was getting tempted to go beyond Sheik's tight jeans and really get him panting, so he did. As quietly as he could, he slipped a hand down into his pants, and beyond his boxers. He could feel that Sheik as getting close, as it was, because he was starting to drip. Sheik was startled by the bold move he made, but wanted him to keep going.

Link felt up and down Sheik's member and stroked it lightly. He teased around the tip and used the pre cum as a lube, to make it feel better. The elf stroked hard and tightened his grip around it.

Usually, Sheik made a ton of noise, but was doing his best to keep quiet. Link felt Sheik buck was up into his hand and blocked the cum from making a stain in Sheik's boxers, and with the amount that came out, pants.

By now, Sheik's face was beet red, and really wanted to repay Link, but Zelda woke up with the little squeak that Sheik made. They both knew that she would turn around in her seat, often, to talk and make conversation.

The clock radio read 1:34 P.M. It was early, for the four of them.

"How much longer we got?" Zelda said, itching her eyes, "Damn, I need a shower."

"I estimated it wrong, we'll be there a lot later. There's been traffic and it will basically take a lot longer to get there than I thought. By sunrise, we'll be there. And yea, Zelda, you need a shower." He joked.

Zelda scoffed, with a smile, and hit him playfully.

"So Link, you two heating' things up back there? It sounded it and… ever head of a rear view mirror?"

They all laughed, including Sheik, who was starting to realize that Dark just had a good sense of humor.

"Oh, you know it." Link said, winking into the rearview mirror, where Dark was looking back at them.

Dark took a pack of cigarettes out from his pocket, lit one up, and waved it around the car.

None of them took the offer.

"No thanks, but do you have anything to drink?"

Dark signaled near his feet, "That shit is strong as hell… Here's the bottle."

"Drink right from it?"

"What do you think we all do?"

Zelda grabbed the half full bottle by the neck and took a swig.

"Shit," She coughed, "What the fuck is this?"

"Really, really old whiskey."

Zelda coughed again, "Goodnight, then."

"So how's Sam, doing, Sheik?"

Sam was Sheik's older brother.

"He's fine. He's moving in a few months, though. He found a really good offer for a job."

"I see. How're your parents taking it?"

"My father's fine with it, but my mother still doesn't want him to move."

The conversation ended. Sheik took his cap off and looked down at Link, who had just lain down and put his head on Sheik's lap. He ran his blond hair through his long, thin, pointy fingers. Most of them were thinly wrapped and had marks, bruises, or wounds on them. He worked at an old sawmill.

Link drifted off to sleep, as Sheik had just done. And then, there was one. Dark rolled his window down, and turned the radio up. The last thing he needed was to fall asleep at the wheel.

A few more hours passed. The sun had come up and he was chatting with Zelda, who was developing one hell of a hangover. Dark swung his head around, to flick his hair back, and realized he missed the exit.

"Nice one."

"Do I need to pump more whiskey into you?"

Zelda laughed, "No sir."

"I'll just get off here. I'm sure the place isn't that hard to find."

"They both lead to the same places," She said, feeling for her cell phone that started to ring in her pocket, "Who the hell calls me at 6:00? Better yet, why am I up?" She said, opening it and shutting it to stop the ringing.

"I need coffee. I don't know about you, but I think it'd make you feel better, and I'm sure Link and heik would want something."

"Yea, I'd love a medium black." Sheik said, with his eyes closed.

Zelda groaned, "Same for me, but I need sugar."

"What does Link normally get?" Dark asked the half asleep Sheikah.

"Small, dark, one sugar."

Dark figured he'd just walk in so he could stretch his legs out.

In a few minutes, they were all awake, revived, and ready to take on the day.

"This place doesn't look too bad. It's big."