A/N: Heyy people let's get shit done tonight, right? I'll have the next chapter up tonight as well, and I think it's the last chapter to this whole story. WOW.
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Chapter 10
It has been a long month since Sheik has come around, leaving me baffled at his unnerving 'discovery'. But even though he remains absent, Link has come to visit three times.
I'm out in the field, just to be around the horses. I'm not so busy these days, my Pa is always working and never seems to mind, so I have only a few chores. Other than that, I ride to town every now and then, read, sew and knit, and if I'm not doing those things, I just do nothing. If it were not for Sheik and Link, I would be bored out of my skull.
I hear a whinny and look towards the entry to see Link trotting up it on Epona. I smile and walk towards them.
We meet at the gate of the paddock. He dismounts perkily and pats Epona on the behind to encourage her to walk in the coral. And as usual I walk to him and bury myself in his arms. he steps back a bit and pecks my lips a few times.
We sit down on a bail of hay up againstt the barn, and I just lounge in the crook of his arm, resting my head on his shoulder. We don't talk much, but just absorb each others energy.
He turns his face towards mine and kisses me deeply, running his hands up and down my arms. I place my hands on his back. I'm caught up in his scent; he smells of wood chips, sweat and leather. Next thing I know he's laying me down.
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I have the feeling like it's dark and there's a sort of crisp chill in the air, but an enduring warmth radiating on my skin. I hear a playful laugh in between two big sighs. It feels like when you have your eyes closed and turn your head towards sun light; an orange warm glow and nothing else becomes apparent, I feel that and the corners of my mouth twitch.
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The sky is overcast the next morning when I wake up in the grass behind the barn with a horse blanket thrown over me and I look up to see Link mounting Epona.
"Link!" He turns his head and smiles, getting down.
"I didn't want to wake you." he says as he walks over to help me up. I'm not wearing my skirt, but I have a long tunic on. His expression changes. "I'm sorry. I want to stay here with you, but I really go have to take care of something." He gives me an apologetic look, kisses me and turns to leave.
He gallops away and I slump to the bail of hay next to me and put my face in my hands.
"Is this how you wanted it to be?"
The chill in his voice sends a shiver up the back of my neck. I feel a surge of something like shame, guilt, disappointment. I look up to meet his gaze. His covering is off his face and his hair is tucked behind his long ears. I've never seen his face so fully, but I've also never seen it so frightening either. His narrowed eyes are dark and stormy matching the clouds above us. His mouth is creased into a straight line, and he is standing with his legs spread out and his arms crossed unpleasantly. I have never seen him so near conniption, and still he keeps composure.
I shrink back not knowing what to say to him.
"Answer my question!" He demands.
"I love him," I say sheepishly, my face is red with embarrassment; I don't have to ask him if he knows what we did. I see a flash of hurt in his eyes before he recovers, storms over to me and points his finger inches away from my face.
"You don't know what your talking about," he says venomously. Suddenly I get enough confidence to stand up with my fists shaking at my sides.
"I am not a child!" I scream, "I make my own decisions, and they have nothing to do with you!"
"He's not right for you, Malon." His voice catches, less loud now. "You don't want him," and these words sound almost like a request.
Caught off guard by his change in tone, I walk past him towards the coral. He grabs my arm forcefully and spins me around.
"Put some clothes on!" He screams at me, finally starting to look disheveled for the first time that I've known him. I yank my arm away from him and search my mind for something hurtful to say, but before it escapes my lips I catch a glimpse of his eyes and what I find throws me.
His eyes are brimming with tears. I can tell he's fighting to keep them from spilling over. Behind them, is anguish, one might call it longing if they didn't know Sheik.
Suddenly feeling sick, getting the urge to gag, I put my hand over my mouth, close my eyes, and trip over myself, falling to the ground with a big thump. Overwhelmed, I let out a big sob.
He runs his hands through his hair agitatedly, paces a few times and then crouches, covering his face with his hands.
"Why are you acting like this!" I scream at him, my confusion finally bubbling over in anger. He reaches his hand behind him and sits on the ground with his back hunched. His hair covering his face. I stand up in front of him.
"You are my best friend, not my father! You have no right to reprimand me like this!" I stop a breathe a few times. "Why are you so against Link anyways? You know he's a good man, you're practically his personal adviser!" He doesn't move so I continue my rant.
"You think I'm stupid for liking him because he's always gone? I haven't seen you in a month! Do you have any idea how much I stress out when your gone? Do you have any idea what it does to me? I'm losing weight, and messing up and ruining things all the time. All I do is think about you and fret over when your going to come home!" He looks up at me, the same... emotion in his eyes as before. I quickly avoid his gaze.
"You're part Sheikah."
"What?" I say, my back turned away from him.
"Your grandmother was Lenta, she was the cousin of Impah.
He doesn't see my jaw drop. This isn't bad news. If anything its very exciting, but for lack of anything else to say I bite my lip. i feel a rain drop on my shoulder.
"Just go, Sheik," I manage.
And I instantly regret Saying this.