Author's note! I have so many of these. Oh well. I'm sure you all love them. Whoop.
Anyway, welcome to chapter nine. Bella, another foo-foo chapter. FEAR MY POWER! Okay, anyway, yay, chapter nine. I know most of your are mad about lack of…'action'. Well, so am I. I have to have my fix, you know? And I have to leave you wantin' more. Anyway, read and have fun. Don't impale me. :D
--W—
We'd been riding all evening. I was growing weary, but the new town wasn't very far away. All day I'd let my mind wander. Had I been dreaming again, or had I not? Was the feeling real? Did I really loose all fabric of shame in that embrace? What had I been thinking. I'd ended up being silent, and my being silent let Navi become bored. She'd turned to talking my ear off.
"…And so I was completely stunned."
"Uhuh."
"Link, are you even
listening to me?"
"You don't say." She promptly ran into
the side of my head and I blinked, looking at her. "Sorry, what?"
"You've been so
quiet. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm just
thinking."
"What of?"
"…Well…" I looked down at Epona's mane, watching the feather locks bounce with her trotting. "I don't know. I'm just kind of spacey."
"A penny for your thoughts?"
"Mm…" I just stared ahead, feeling her take a seat on my shoulder. "It's nothing."
"Come on, Link. I'd like to know. I'm your friend. It's what I'm hear for."
"You're my
guide."
"I'm your friend too, Link. Come on, I'm concerned
for you." She sounded sincere. I looked at her, then out in front
of my again. "Link…" I looked back down.
"I don't know
who you'd tell but promise me your word of silence."
"I do."
"…I don't really
understand it. Maybe you can decifer it."
"What you were
daydreaming about?"
"Yeah. I've had a lot of…experiences like it lately."
"Alright, Link. I'm
all ears."
"I didn't want to think about it. No one in my
predicament would. And yet, here I am, thinking about it. Making
things up that…catch my interest. I know that sounds normal enough
but this…is different.
"I could still taste him. Feel him, hear him too. Everything about it. Everything about him. I hated it and loved it. I loathed the feeling but my body begged for that pleasure, that fire. The only thing I could do was recreate it." I glance sheepishly back at the passing trees.
"'Him'? Who's 'Him'?"
"…"
"I want you to come looking for me for other reasons."
"What other reasons? I was hoping I wouldn't go searching him out. I don't want to go searching him out. I don't want to, but I am. I'm searching franticly. I don't feel like myself. I'm worried."
"Worried? Worried about what? Who's 'him'? Sheik?"
"No. About Dark Link coming back." I refused to admit what we'd done was real.
"Oh! So you do think he's come back!"
"Yeah. I'm pretty damn sure." True as true gets, "And, from what I know, he's trying to get us to follow us to the next town."
"How do you know? Are you like….psychic now?" I laughed, waving her away.
"Yes. I have psychic premonitions." I grinned slyly, looking at her with a raised brow. "And I'm guessing you're going to get smashed with a flyswatter."
"Link, that's not funny."
"I think it is." I grinned, looking back at Epona's ear, watching it flip. "I see things."
"What do you see?"
"Trees. Lots and lots of trees."
There was a pause here as we stared out into the forest before us.
"Hm….ya'don't say…Well, sir Psychic, I think you should get your mind refused."
"Wow. You actually aknoledged I had a brain."
"Link! Oh! There! That's the town."
"Oh. Lovely. I can buy that flyswatter."
"LINK!"
"Yipe. Kidding. Kidding."
--W—
"Here ya'are sir," The little girl smiled, opening a side door in the hallway. "I hope ya like it!"
"Thank you." She smiled and skipped back down the hall. Turning to say something, she saw me enter and Navi fly in behind me. I'd never know she started to giggle, and tell her Dad I was magic.
"Nice."
"Wood."
"Aren't they all?"
"No, Link woo—"
I tripped over a trunk and landed myself half on the bed, half bent in an odd direction.
"—od trunk."
"Thank you, Navi."
"And the clumsy award goes to!"
"Okay. Enough with the laughing and the mocking and the other types of ridcule, yeah."
"Heehee. Sorry. To easy."
"I never woulda guessed." I sighed, untangling my self from the trunk and the bed, standing and popping my back. "Hey Navi, how far are we from Zelda?" I waited, blinking. "Nav—" I turned, staring at red eyes. "Yee!"
"Came to find me?"
"I was planning on a nice vacation from you for once."
"Love you too."
"Well I don't." I tilted, looking over his shoulder. "What'd you do with Navi?" He didn't answer, but held up a nice little jar and cork. Her little light floated and bumped against the glass fiercely. "Navi!"
"At least she's alive." He rolled his eyes, acting as if he decided against the two evils. "Besides. I doubt she's fond of it."
"Fond of what?"
"Are you really that ignorant?"
"Well," I growled, grabbing at the jar which was placed over his head. Ijumped, he moved it. I grabbed at, he moved it. This childish play went on for about ten minutes before I just glared at him. "Give me Navi!"
"How old are we?"
"Old enough, just give me her." I grabbed at her again and he tossed her through the air, letting her fall nearly to the floor before catching her smoothly. I squeaked. "Give me my friend."
"You sound like a kid wanting his animal."
"Damnit, give me my guide!" I grabbed my hand at my sword, looking down as my hand groped empty air. "Ah!"
"I think you underestimate me."
"I think you need to die and burn in hell."
"They kicked me out," He pointed out stiffly, shrugging and turning around. Walking away from me slowly, he tossed Navi up and down, looking thoughtful. "You never answered me."
"What was the question," I snarled. I was really getting steamed.
"'Are you really that dense?'"
"No. I'm not. I just want my fairy back." I squeaked, watching him hold his hand out the window. "Don't do that. I need her!"
"What would you do for her?"
"…" I watched her bounce around furiously, probably nervous and very mad.
"It's getting hand to hold her like this."
"What do you want from me? Money? Sanity? Really, what is it you want? Zelda? Do you want Zelda? I doubt anyone will let you have her, including myself, but if you kill Navi you'll never find her."
"She's in Hyrule."
"Well…" I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as he brought his arm back inside. Cradling her in his arm, he rested his other hand on his hip.
"What do I want from you?"
"That was my question."
"…Do you really want to no? Would you do anything I asked for her safety? I know where Zelda is, too." My breath caught in my throat. "Would you do anything I say for both of their lives?"
"As long as I don't have to kill myself, or anyone else who isn't world-threatening…" I looked both determand as tall as I could, though I doubt I was to convincing because he laughed. "Then yes." I regretted it. That horribly pleased smirk…
"S'what I wanted," he laughed darkly, stalking over to the restroom, setting the jar in the sink, then locking the door. He turned to look at me. "Shut the window."
"Um. It is shut," I blinked, looking at it.
"No, shut the blinds." I had a bad feeling, but I did as I was told. I had no sword. I'd left my supplies on Epona while I checked in and got my room. I had nothing with me at all. What was I going to do? He was fully armed. "Good. Is the door locked?"
"Would you like me to lock it?"
"I would."
I did.
"Brilliant." The room was darker, but I could see him smile with the strangest of happiness. "Brilliant."
"So the room's darker-ish. What's so 'brilliant' about that?"
"Because no one will see what goes on in here." Another bad feeling.
"Does this have to do with me?"
"Of course."
"Doooooes…it have to do with pain?"
"Perhaps."
"Blood?"
"Maybe."
"Fighting?"
"Could be called that."
"Is there a way I could defend myself?"
"Well, that's a good question. I've never seen you so I don't know, though I'm hoping no." That was interesting. Of course he'd seen me fight. I looked confused, crossing my arms.
"O….kay…." He smiled happily. "You lost me."
"I'll find you."
"I'm right here."
"I know that."
"Okay. I'm right here. I'm unarmed. I can't do anything about your sword. I don't have my items and it wont do me to much to go hand-and-hand. And you're going to stab me, or hurt me, or kill me, or whatever."
"Well." He laughed, very amused. "The first was an interesting way to put it. I suppose I have a fetish of pain, but I don't plan on killing you. That would be against my favor. And no fun."
"Well then. What are you going to me?"
"You're right there. Unarmed. You can't do anything about my sword. You don't have your items it won't do you to much good to go hand-and-hand with me." His smirked turned devilish. I felt chilled. "And you're clothed."
"…Oh fxck."
"Yes. 'Oh fxck.'"
