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The silence of the room was unbearable. Sheik fumbled with his pencil, tapping it against the desk in rhythm to the Hello Kitty clock ticking on the wall. 'Tick..clack..tock..clack..' The tail to that cartoon cat swished back and forth.. back and forth.. his eyes followed it from left to right in a constant pattern until he felt dizzy. He blinked and shook his head dizzily and sighed out of frustration. Looking across the table, Sheik watched as Malon was poring over their experimental data.
He cleared his throat, but she made no movement. Again, he coughed and hacked in a loud series of commotion until he was suddenly met with a piercing glare from the redhead. "Get a glass of water from the kitchen," she said simply, and lowered her head once again. Sheik frowned at her cold behavior. "Just wanted to lighten up things," he said as he tossed his pencil in the air and caught it with two fingers. "You know," he added after a brief moment, "I would feel so appreciated if you'll let me handle a part in this fucking project."
Malon paused and stared at him blankly. "Wait a minute.." she started in a slow drawl, "you're asking for me to give you something to do, right?" Sheik felt a bit fucked up under her examining gaze.. like he was some two- year-old who just pissed in his pants and had to retell it to Ms. Kyler.. and damn he hated Ms. Kyler. He simply nodded like an idiot, and a cynical look spread over Malon's face. "Okay, then," she replied, "How about this: you run along now and play. I'll finish typing up the report, and when you come back we'll let you write your name on it all by yourself."
She ended with a forced smile and added, "How does that sound?" Without another word, she resumed working. Sheik sat for a stunned moment, when he stretched and stood up. "Fine," he said and started to walk towards the door. Malon stared back at the report and heard him open the door, and a moment later it closed. She frowned to herself, when a hand grabbed the report from the table. "Hey!" she shouted at Sheik, who pulled the paper from her hand as she jumped up to fetch it. "Come on, give it!" Malon yelled in frustration. Sheik gave a toothy grin and began to prance around the room.
"If you want it, then come get it!" he called back. The red head made a low growl and lunged after him. Sheik held the report high over his head as he zigzagged past the furniture. "Aye mates," he covered his mouth with one hand and spoke through it, "Wha' you awr seein' here is a bloody chase between the wurld's slyest and dashin' ahntelope, and a ferocious flea- bitten she-liyon!" Malon cursed as she missed him by the thread of his Nautica T-shirt.
"Crikey!" Sheik cried out, "Our liyoness nearly had 'em! Of corse, this is the survie-val of the fittest! Looks like she may need to stop snahkin' on those sugary, helpless koalas." "Damnit, Sheik you asshole!" Malon yelled while they jumped over the sofas and skidded on the wooden floor, "Stop jerking around and that stupid commentary!" Sheik stuck his tongue out at her and waved the report in a taunting fashion. "Yea like, bloody hell!" he answered in a rich English accent.
Malon snarled in rage and made large sweeps with her hands to catch a handful of the white-blond hair. "I am going to maul you!" she swore. Sheik laughed raucously and leaped to the carpet. "Not if you can't catch me!" he ranted and faced her as he ran backwards. Malon reached out to grab him as he dodged her aimless attempts. "Haha!" he taunted her, and felt the carpet slide from underneath his feet.
"Wha?" he made a startled noise and impulsively placed both hands towards the ground. His head hit the carpet with a dense thud, and the rest of his body fell with it. Sheik shook his head slowly as the hazy blur of the room swam around him in circles. Malon gasped in terror. "Oh no!" she cried out, "The report!" Sheik lifted his head up slightly. "Huh?" he murmured as Malon began to run towards him.
He felt her slide on the carpet, then fall face-front into him. 'Whoa..' he thought as he suddenly felt her body lying against his. Malon made a light moan and looked at him blearily. They stared at each other for a long moment, when Malon started out in a stammer, "Uh, um.." Sheik noticed that her cheeks flushed a little. He smiled at her warmly and reached out to tuck a tendril of red hair behind her ear.
"You do have a cute side," he murmured, his hand staying by her face. Malon, almost for once, was at lost for words. She blinked for a moment, when a sudden tearing sound snapped them back. "Oh..whoops," Sheik said as he held a torn sheet from their report. The sides were bent up in odd angles as a deep gash shredded through the center. Malon took it slowly, her expression undefined.
Sheik bit his lip and waited for her to begin murdering him. A strange noise filled his ears instead. He glanced at her and saw that she was laughing lightheartedly. The look on her face was so silly and damn right funny that he found himself chuckling as well. She buried her head into his chest shaking with giggles, and Sheik began to snicker as he tried to hide his face. They lay on the carpet tossing to their sides in laughter, occasionally stopping to stare at each other's outrageous expressions to continue laughing again.
"Aw man.." Sheik said happily, "Aw dude..jeez that was just weird." Malon grinned and looked at the report with a fixed expression. "Well," she said, "I guess we can't use this." She let it drop to the ground and looked at him. "You wanna help me redraw some stuff?" she asked hesitantly. Sheik smiled brightly and held her chin. Malon's face started to turn red again as he pulled her face towards him. The soft look on his face seemed right and yet unfamiliar. "Sure, I'll help," he whispered.
***
Saria rang the door for the tenth time. "Zelda?" she called out. Impatiently, she rang it in a continuous on-off series until her hand started getting sore. She cursed out of frustration, and paced around the hall with the small bag of medicine. They were supposed to be treating Zelda for another week until she could keep things down in her stomach. It seemed like the past few days she lost her appetite, and every time she, Malon, or Nabooru came there would be an extra layer of untouched food lying around.
She leaned against the wall and checked her watch. It was well past noon, no reason for Zelda to sleep in so late. Saria sighed and slid down to the floor. Her arms crossed over her legs as she stared at the crimson-painted wall in front of her. 'Seems like Zelda doesn't want to do anything but sleep,' she thought tiredly. Something has obviously been putting her off..but she doesn't say anything about it. Saria looked at the door and played with the medicine bag absent-mindedly.
Her first thought was to keep ringing until Zelda finally gave in, but it seemed more logical to ask the office for a door card. She smacked herself on the forehead with blatant realization. It was Saturday, nowhere in the school except the cafeteria and the library would be accessible. Maybe she could rally up a small group to break down the door..
With a sigh she heaved herself up and walked down the hall slowly. Somewhere down her path, the elevator stopped at a ding on the same floor. She heard two people in low voices coming down her way, and when she turned around the corner she nearly bumped into them.
"Hey, watch it!" Vicky snapped at her. Saria bit back her rage and looked up at the girl with a strained smile. "Sorry," she replied, "couldn't see where I was going." "No shit," replied the young man Vicky was with. Saria had to crane her neck to see his face. 'The curse of shortness,' she thought, and recognized Link with his blond hair. They stepped around her before she could answer, and Saria shot a scowl at the two of them.
"Wouldn't kill you two assholes to be a bit more polite," she muttered under her breath. She was about to walk past the corner when she realized that Link and Vicky were stopping at Zelda's dorm room. Saria looked at them quizzically when her eyes widened. 'Vicky must be Zelda's dorm-buddy,' she rationalized and bit her tongue. "Gods..Zelda, you so owe me big time," she swore to herself and walked up to them.
Vicky was just about to turn for a good-bye kiss when she spotted Saria. A look of disgust crossed her face as she waved her hand at her. "Shoo," she ordered, "Go back to your little playpen." Link laughed as Saria tried to keep a straight face. "Didn't mean to interrupt," she started, "but can you let me into the room? I need to see someone." Vicky raised her eyebrows.
"What the fuck are you talking about, bitch?" she demanded, "There ain't anyone in there." She turned her gaze back at Link and pulled herself closer to him. "But there will be," she added with a smile. Saria rolled her eyes. "Please," she continued, "If you could keep those hands off of the bastard for one moment and just let me in."
They both shot her a piercing glare. "Watch who your flippin' that tongue at, fag," Link said to her threateningly. Saria swallowed slowly and kept her hands over the strap of the medicine bag. "I'm watching," she mused, "and I'm getting dead bored. All I need is to see someone, really." Vicky gave off an irritated scoff. "I told you, you deaf munchkin," she replied harshly, "There's no one in there!"
"Yes, there is," Saria retorted, "Your dorm buddy's inside and she needs her medicine." "What's wrong," Link said as one of his hands started sliding up Vicky's thighs, "she got some mental issues? Ha, no wonder you're friends." Saria clenched the strap harder, her knuckles turning white. "Ugh," Vicky turned to her and added in a nauseating tone, "I don't got any dorm buddy. Crazy bitch is fucking up just to piss us off."
Saria's face was turning hot. "Stop that crap," she said in a low voice, "My friend's sick and I don't give shit to what you two wanna do as long as I can get in and help her." "Look," Vicky retorted with heightened aggravation, "I ain't got no fucking dorm buddy. There ain't anyone in that dorm, and you ain't anyone either. So get your sorry little ass and your retarded, make-believe girlfriend back down the hole you crawled out of."
Link chuckled in amusement as Vicky wrapped herself around him and engaged in a lip-lock. Saria stared, her head pounding with blood and wrath she fought so hard to press down. But the scene wrapped itself around her in a smothering haze. The next moment, Vicky was holding on to a reddening cheek. Saria felt the contents of the medicine bag shift as she held it back into its original position. Vicky stood in a dazed state of shock, then whipped a swollen face towards Saria.
"Don't give your shit about me or Zelda," Saria said. Vicky smacked her hard with one hand and shouted hysterically. "You fucking little BITCH!" she shrieked, "Fucking FAGGOT!!" She slapped Saria again and again. Saria bit back the pain..maybe she let herself go too far. It was a moment later when Link stopped Vicky's arm from commencing further. "Come on, baby," he said convincingly, "Forget the bitch and let's go inside."
Vicky gave Saria a hard look before she turned around and slid the door card huffily. She slammed open the door and walked inside without a word. Link slowly followed, and Saria rubbed her face as she looked at the door. It was left open.
She went inside, and heard water splashing from inside the powder room. Link stood nonchalantly in the kitchen as he waited. His back was turned to the door as he stared at the rows of kitchen utilities and dishes. Saria crept by, wincing as the sound of the medicine bottles clinked against each other while she tried to pass by him. A quick glance told her that Link hadn't heard her, and Saria darted past.
Dashing up the stairs with the throbbing on her face, she found Zelda lying on one of the beds. She was half-awake when Saria shook her up, and looked at her with bleary eyes. "Saria?" Zelda muttered and stared in confusion. "What's wrong with your face?" she asked, "You look like you got beaten." Saria smiled lightly and pulled out the medicine. "Nah, nippy air outside, that's all," she said.
Zelda pushed herself up. "I thought I heard shouting..but I couldn't be sure," she said, "Was it from down the hall?" Saria shrugged and answered, "I dunno. Come on, take this one first and then eat your tablets." Zelda complied with reluctance, her eyes staying at Saria's red face. Saria turned away slightly, and cursed at herself. 'That's it,' she concluded, 'I need anger management..'
"Saria," Zelda said slowly after a hard swallow, "Someone's downstairs aren't they?" Saria looked at her too quickly and frowned just a little. "Yea.. I needed some help getting in, that's all," she answered. Zelda's face was mixed up in confusion when Vicky's voice interrupted the air.
"How DARE she, that fucking little asshole!" she yelled, "Hitting me with that stupid bag, what the fuck does she think she is?!" There was a soft conversation that followed, and soon footsteps on the stairs. Zelda stared at the staircase and looked at Saria. "My dorm buddy, isn't it?" she murmured.
Saria only sighed, when a blond head appeared above the stairs. Link, looking indifferent in expression, was traveling up the staircase. Vicky followed close by, tugging at him and smiling suggestively when she stopped automatically. "When did that get in here?" she muttered and pointed directly at Saria. "And oh gods, she brought the retard with her, too," she added at Zelda sitting up in her bed.
***
She didn't think that he'd be here, and she was both happy and pained at the same time. Zelda opened her mouth to say something when she was overcome by a series of coughing. "Sorry," she blurted while in a coughing fit. Vicky was hysterical, and began shouting loudly. "Get her out! I don't want whatever shit she's filled with!" She made a move towards Zelda to yank her out of bed when Link pulled her back and began fondling with her. "Oh come on," he crooned, "We got an audience."
Vicky made a pout and wrapped her arms around his neck. "But they make me sick," she moaned. Zelda held to Saria's clenched fist tightly, never had she seen her so angry. Link and Vicky kissed, and Zelda managed to swallow. She really should have been eating.. her stomach was feeling incapable of keeping contents inside. When the two of them pulled away, Zelda took a long, deep breath.
"If it isn't too much," she finally spoke, "I'm sick and I don't want to be a bother. So please, if there's somewhere else you can go.." Vicky scoffed while Link held her by her waist from behind. "You get out," she snapped, "there ain't any better place for us two to be. My baby's dorm buddy's bothering us, too, so find your shitty self someplace else." Zelda frowned a little and sighed.
"Saria," she said softly, "I'll stay over your place, alright?" Saria seemed flustered at her but nodded in defeat. "Finally," Vicky rolled her eyes and said. Zelda stepped out of the bed in her pajamas and went to find something comfortable to change into. "What are you doing?" Vicky asked her bitingly. "I have to change," Zelda answered in a soft voice.
Vicky's face twisted in anger and irritation. "No you're not," she objected, "Get out!" She tossed the medicine at Saria. "Get out of here, bitch!" she spat at her. Zelda grabbed Saria before she decided to strike back, and went downstairs hurriedly. "Zelda!" Saria protested, "Stop moving so fast, you'll faint!" Vicky was chasing after them, yelling for them to get out. She looked more intent on ripping at Saria, and Zelda wasn't going to let her.
She grabbed her purse hanging on the wall before they left, Vicky still at their heels. Zelda went out the door and finally released Saria, who clutched at the bag half-emptied of medicine. Vicky and Link stood at the door from the other end, grinning at them. "Assholes," Vicky called out, and the sound of her and Link in a fiery aftermath of low groans echoed down the hall before the door shut closed.
"Zelda?" Saria inquired as she followed Zelda nearly sprinting towards her dorm. She finally caught up, and Zelda felt an arm grab her shoulder. "Slow down a bit," she urged, "You don't look so well." The blonde looked blankly in front of her without a reply. "I'll be fine," she replied.
But it seemed like she was being torn apart.
Saria unlocked the door and opened it, letting themselves in. "Go upstairs and sleep a bit more," she urged, "I'm gonna fix us some quick lunch, k?" She winked at her reassuringly and sped off to the kitchen, leaving Zelda in the living room. Zelda walked up the stairs and dropped her purse on the floor. She slipped into the bed, letting the covers wrap around her.
Zelda held to the other object she had grabbed before leaving. The hair tie's jewels left imprints in her hand, and for a moment, she could see him standing there with it. She imagined that he was smiling.. at her. He looked like he cared.
Yet it wasn't him that was there.
The image erased itself amid the welling of tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry.." she sobbed, "I didn't want myself to fall this hard.." She hushed herself to be quiet, but her tears rolled off into the pillow and stayed there.
***
"No..no!" Malon cried out, "No, Sheik, don't go in there!"
"I think.. I'm gonna.." Sheik replied in heightening tension, "Oh man..I'm goin' to-OH!! OOOHH YEEEAAAHHH!!"
Sheik threw the controller to the ground in triumph as he hollered at the top of his lungs. "OH!" he cried out, "That's right, who's da man?! Unh hunh, unh hunh!" He did a head bang as his character made a victory lap around the track course on television. Malon glared at the screen, where her character was placed second in the race.
Sheik clapped his hands together. "Bam!" he shouted, "You just got wiped by the one, the only, Champion of Diddy Kong Racing!" He mimicked a large crowd chanting his name while posing out in different macho stances. "Not fair!" Malon cried out, "You took a shortcut!" Sheik paused with both arms bent over in an arc as he squatted to show off arm muscles. "What the fuck are you talkin' about?" he protested, "That tunnel was right in front of you!"
"No one could have taken a turn like that without knowing it was there!" Malon objected. She picked up her controller and shoved the other into Sheik's hands. "Rematch," she said solemnly. Sheik shrugged and squatted back down to the ground. They had finished redrawing most of the tables and charts, but all work and no play makes Sheik-man a dull boy. So they dug up the old N64 system at his place, and he hated to admit it but Malon was pretty damn good for a beginner.
"Get the blue one.. no, the blue one you, color-blind turtle!" he cursed. Malon was now leading by two bananas and a few feet from her second lap. Sheik strained his controller as he tried to jump ahead. Yea, this was one of those good times. He and Link used to be crazy about this game until they were fucking with bitches by the time they left middle school. Sheik furrowed his eyebrows, and glanced at Malon for a moment.
It wasn't like that with little Malon though. Hell, she was the first girl who was playing with his controller rather than his.. Sheik coughed and blinked for a second. 'Course, cause this was Malon. That's just how she was, and hey she seemed kinda' cute and funny at the same time sitting down with that look on her face. "I'm BEATING you!" she screamed with loud excitement.
Sheik whipped back to the screen. "No!" he answered and tried to catch up, "More bananas, gimme more speed!" He bent and twisted his body to focus on the track. They were halfway on the last lap, and Malon was actually beating him. Their characters were now neck to neck, once in a while gaining speed over each other. The two of them leaned forward with their eyes glued to the television.
The little jig played with a picture of Tipsy the mouse flashing on the screen. Sheik sat back down, aghast. "No.." he moaned. Malon punched the air and shouted aloud, "AW, that's right!!" She stood up, shook and boogied in a victory dance. "You just got WIPED," she said with an accent on the word.
Sheik stuck his tongue at her, and started laughing. "Man, I must've looked like a real jackass," he said while watching her shimmy and shake. Malon shook her head and answered, "Nah, you looked worse than this." She grinned and started shaking her hips, yelling out to an unheard music. He shook his head in disbelief. Link acted the same way he did back then, and he couldn't believe this fucking image of Malon doing the same thing.
His smile faded a little as he thought about his friend. Link hadn't spoken to him since that morning in Science when he tried giving that New Girl the necklace. Sheik knew better than to probe about it, but it bothered him seeing his friend practically avoid him in the hallways and ignoring him during class. He scratched his head and thought in confusion. Why can't that messed up bastard just go up and tell him what happened?
Sheik knew Link was out at nights, too. He slept over again at the dorm, and not once did he come back. His bike gone, not saying a word, and that attitude he's putting off was really pissing him off. 'I mean, jeez,' he thought aggravated, 'we're buds. Fucking jerk's getting so damn stubborn, like he thinks no one else knows how it feels to be screwed up.' He noticed the silence in the room.
Malon's eyes peered at him. "Hey," she asked, "You alright?" Sheik raised his eyebrows and nodded eagerly. "Yea," he answered, "I'm fine." A skeptical look crossed her face, and Sheik found that she actually seemed concerned. For some reason, he'd be damned if she wasn't gonna throw her arms around him and say she'll make him feel better, then make him a nice bowl of chicken soup and tuck him into bed before reading him a bedtime story till he falls asleep.
He laughed at the thought, and she pulled back in confusion. "Sorry," he said, "taking the pains of defeat pretty hard." He placed a hand over his heart and sniffed dramatically. Malon smirked and giggled lightly. "Ah, Sheik," she said, "you'll never change." Sheik placed an innocent expression. "Isn't that a good thing?" Malon didn't answer, but smiled to herself. "I don't know," she answered, "Maybe just because this is who you are, and I've just found it."
She stood up and headed for the door. "Thanks for the race," she called back, "See you tomorrow at the library, eleven o' clock." "Cool," Sheik answered and began to clean up the system. "And Sheik?"
"Yeah?"
Malon winked and gave him a thumbs-up. "I'm the champ," she said. Sheik feigned a glare. "Oh rub it in, why don't you?" he asked. She laughed and walked out of sight. Sheik chuckled as he rose to close the door. He watched as she disappeared out the corner, her red hair shining in brightening crimson. "Aw, man.." he muttered to himself, "It's gonna be deja vu all over again if I can't help it." He closed the door and went to put back the controllers.
~~WAH!! So happy people liked the last chapter! Though I really can't say the same for this one, I guess I just screwed it all up at the last minute. Erk.I'll try harder next time. Please continue to R&R, and I just might be doing another Zelda fic if you feel it's ok: A war wages in a unfamiliar land of Hyrule, and the plot carries on with Link and a group of others trying to stop it, that sort of thing. Old characters, some new ones, and all that sort of crap I so suck at. ^_~ Well, thanks to you all for putting up with this damn writer who can't keep track of time, sniff, I really appreciate it!
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The silence of the room was unbearable. Sheik fumbled with his pencil, tapping it against the desk in rhythm to the Hello Kitty clock ticking on the wall. 'Tick..clack..tock..clack..' The tail to that cartoon cat swished back and forth.. back and forth.. his eyes followed it from left to right in a constant pattern until he felt dizzy. He blinked and shook his head dizzily and sighed out of frustration. Looking across the table, Sheik watched as Malon was poring over their experimental data.
He cleared his throat, but she made no movement. Again, he coughed and hacked in a loud series of commotion until he was suddenly met with a piercing glare from the redhead. "Get a glass of water from the kitchen," she said simply, and lowered her head once again. Sheik frowned at her cold behavior. "Just wanted to lighten up things," he said as he tossed his pencil in the air and caught it with two fingers. "You know," he added after a brief moment, "I would feel so appreciated if you'll let me handle a part in this fucking project."
Malon paused and stared at him blankly. "Wait a minute.." she started in a slow drawl, "you're asking for me to give you something to do, right?" Sheik felt a bit fucked up under her examining gaze.. like he was some two- year-old who just pissed in his pants and had to retell it to Ms. Kyler.. and damn he hated Ms. Kyler. He simply nodded like an idiot, and a cynical look spread over Malon's face. "Okay, then," she replied, "How about this: you run along now and play. I'll finish typing up the report, and when you come back we'll let you write your name on it all by yourself."
She ended with a forced smile and added, "How does that sound?" Without another word, she resumed working. Sheik sat for a stunned moment, when he stretched and stood up. "Fine," he said and started to walk towards the door. Malon stared back at the report and heard him open the door, and a moment later it closed. She frowned to herself, when a hand grabbed the report from the table. "Hey!" she shouted at Sheik, who pulled the paper from her hand as she jumped up to fetch it. "Come on, give it!" Malon yelled in frustration. Sheik gave a toothy grin and began to prance around the room.
"If you want it, then come get it!" he called back. The red head made a low growl and lunged after him. Sheik held the report high over his head as he zigzagged past the furniture. "Aye mates," he covered his mouth with one hand and spoke through it, "Wha' you awr seein' here is a bloody chase between the wurld's slyest and dashin' ahntelope, and a ferocious flea- bitten she-liyon!" Malon cursed as she missed him by the thread of his Nautica T-shirt.
"Crikey!" Sheik cried out, "Our liyoness nearly had 'em! Of corse, this is the survie-val of the fittest! Looks like she may need to stop snahkin' on those sugary, helpless koalas." "Damnit, Sheik you asshole!" Malon yelled while they jumped over the sofas and skidded on the wooden floor, "Stop jerking around and that stupid commentary!" Sheik stuck his tongue out at her and waved the report in a taunting fashion. "Yea like, bloody hell!" he answered in a rich English accent.
Malon snarled in rage and made large sweeps with her hands to catch a handful of the white-blond hair. "I am going to maul you!" she swore. Sheik laughed raucously and leaped to the carpet. "Not if you can't catch me!" he ranted and faced her as he ran backwards. Malon reached out to grab him as he dodged her aimless attempts. "Haha!" he taunted her, and felt the carpet slide from underneath his feet.
"Wha?" he made a startled noise and impulsively placed both hands towards the ground. His head hit the carpet with a dense thud, and the rest of his body fell with it. Sheik shook his head slowly as the hazy blur of the room swam around him in circles. Malon gasped in terror. "Oh no!" she cried out, "The report!" Sheik lifted his head up slightly. "Huh?" he murmured as Malon began to run towards him.
He felt her slide on the carpet, then fall face-front into him. 'Whoa..' he thought as he suddenly felt her body lying against his. Malon made a light moan and looked at him blearily. They stared at each other for a long moment, when Malon started out in a stammer, "Uh, um.." Sheik noticed that her cheeks flushed a little. He smiled at her warmly and reached out to tuck a tendril of red hair behind her ear.
"You do have a cute side," he murmured, his hand staying by her face. Malon, almost for once, was at lost for words. She blinked for a moment, when a sudden tearing sound snapped them back. "Oh..whoops," Sheik said as he held a torn sheet from their report. The sides were bent up in odd angles as a deep gash shredded through the center. Malon took it slowly, her expression undefined.
Sheik bit his lip and waited for her to begin murdering him. A strange noise filled his ears instead. He glanced at her and saw that she was laughing lightheartedly. The look on her face was so silly and damn right funny that he found himself chuckling as well. She buried her head into his chest shaking with giggles, and Sheik began to snicker as he tried to hide his face. They lay on the carpet tossing to their sides in laughter, occasionally stopping to stare at each other's outrageous expressions to continue laughing again.
"Aw man.." Sheik said happily, "Aw dude..jeez that was just weird." Malon grinned and looked at the report with a fixed expression. "Well," she said, "I guess we can't use this." She let it drop to the ground and looked at him. "You wanna help me redraw some stuff?" she asked hesitantly. Sheik smiled brightly and held her chin. Malon's face started to turn red again as he pulled her face towards him. The soft look on his face seemed right and yet unfamiliar. "Sure, I'll help," he whispered.
***
Saria rang the door for the tenth time. "Zelda?" she called out. Impatiently, she rang it in a continuous on-off series until her hand started getting sore. She cursed out of frustration, and paced around the hall with the small bag of medicine. They were supposed to be treating Zelda for another week until she could keep things down in her stomach. It seemed like the past few days she lost her appetite, and every time she, Malon, or Nabooru came there would be an extra layer of untouched food lying around.
She leaned against the wall and checked her watch. It was well past noon, no reason for Zelda to sleep in so late. Saria sighed and slid down to the floor. Her arms crossed over her legs as she stared at the crimson-painted wall in front of her. 'Seems like Zelda doesn't want to do anything but sleep,' she thought tiredly. Something has obviously been putting her off..but she doesn't say anything about it. Saria looked at the door and played with the medicine bag absent-mindedly.
Her first thought was to keep ringing until Zelda finally gave in, but it seemed more logical to ask the office for a door card. She smacked herself on the forehead with blatant realization. It was Saturday, nowhere in the school except the cafeteria and the library would be accessible. Maybe she could rally up a small group to break down the door..
With a sigh she heaved herself up and walked down the hall slowly. Somewhere down her path, the elevator stopped at a ding on the same floor. She heard two people in low voices coming down her way, and when she turned around the corner she nearly bumped into them.
"Hey, watch it!" Vicky snapped at her. Saria bit back her rage and looked up at the girl with a strained smile. "Sorry," she replied, "couldn't see where I was going." "No shit," replied the young man Vicky was with. Saria had to crane her neck to see his face. 'The curse of shortness,' she thought, and recognized Link with his blond hair. They stepped around her before she could answer, and Saria shot a scowl at the two of them.
"Wouldn't kill you two assholes to be a bit more polite," she muttered under her breath. She was about to walk past the corner when she realized that Link and Vicky were stopping at Zelda's dorm room. Saria looked at them quizzically when her eyes widened. 'Vicky must be Zelda's dorm-buddy,' she rationalized and bit her tongue. "Gods..Zelda, you so owe me big time," she swore to herself and walked up to them.
Vicky was just about to turn for a good-bye kiss when she spotted Saria. A look of disgust crossed her face as she waved her hand at her. "Shoo," she ordered, "Go back to your little playpen." Link laughed as Saria tried to keep a straight face. "Didn't mean to interrupt," she started, "but can you let me into the room? I need to see someone." Vicky raised her eyebrows.
"What the fuck are you talking about, bitch?" she demanded, "There ain't anyone in there." She turned her gaze back at Link and pulled herself closer to him. "But there will be," she added with a smile. Saria rolled her eyes. "Please," she continued, "If you could keep those hands off of the bastard for one moment and just let me in."
They both shot her a piercing glare. "Watch who your flippin' that tongue at, fag," Link said to her threateningly. Saria swallowed slowly and kept her hands over the strap of the medicine bag. "I'm watching," she mused, "and I'm getting dead bored. All I need is to see someone, really." Vicky gave off an irritated scoff. "I told you, you deaf munchkin," she replied harshly, "There's no one in there!"
"Yes, there is," Saria retorted, "Your dorm buddy's inside and she needs her medicine." "What's wrong," Link said as one of his hands started sliding up Vicky's thighs, "she got some mental issues? Ha, no wonder you're friends." Saria clenched the strap harder, her knuckles turning white. "Ugh," Vicky turned to her and added in a nauseating tone, "I don't got any dorm buddy. Crazy bitch is fucking up just to piss us off."
Saria's face was turning hot. "Stop that crap," she said in a low voice, "My friend's sick and I don't give shit to what you two wanna do as long as I can get in and help her." "Look," Vicky retorted with heightened aggravation, "I ain't got no fucking dorm buddy. There ain't anyone in that dorm, and you ain't anyone either. So get your sorry little ass and your retarded, make-believe girlfriend back down the hole you crawled out of."
Link chuckled in amusement as Vicky wrapped herself around him and engaged in a lip-lock. Saria stared, her head pounding with blood and wrath she fought so hard to press down. But the scene wrapped itself around her in a smothering haze. The next moment, Vicky was holding on to a reddening cheek. Saria felt the contents of the medicine bag shift as she held it back into its original position. Vicky stood in a dazed state of shock, then whipped a swollen face towards Saria.
"Don't give your shit about me or Zelda," Saria said. Vicky smacked her hard with one hand and shouted hysterically. "You fucking little BITCH!" she shrieked, "Fucking FAGGOT!!" She slapped Saria again and again. Saria bit back the pain..maybe she let herself go too far. It was a moment later when Link stopped Vicky's arm from commencing further. "Come on, baby," he said convincingly, "Forget the bitch and let's go inside."
Vicky gave Saria a hard look before she turned around and slid the door card huffily. She slammed open the door and walked inside without a word. Link slowly followed, and Saria rubbed her face as she looked at the door. It was left open.
She went inside, and heard water splashing from inside the powder room. Link stood nonchalantly in the kitchen as he waited. His back was turned to the door as he stared at the rows of kitchen utilities and dishes. Saria crept by, wincing as the sound of the medicine bottles clinked against each other while she tried to pass by him. A quick glance told her that Link hadn't heard her, and Saria darted past.
Dashing up the stairs with the throbbing on her face, she found Zelda lying on one of the beds. She was half-awake when Saria shook her up, and looked at her with bleary eyes. "Saria?" Zelda muttered and stared in confusion. "What's wrong with your face?" she asked, "You look like you got beaten." Saria smiled lightly and pulled out the medicine. "Nah, nippy air outside, that's all," she said.
Zelda pushed herself up. "I thought I heard shouting..but I couldn't be sure," she said, "Was it from down the hall?" Saria shrugged and answered, "I dunno. Come on, take this one first and then eat your tablets." Zelda complied with reluctance, her eyes staying at Saria's red face. Saria turned away slightly, and cursed at herself. 'That's it,' she concluded, 'I need anger management..'
"Saria," Zelda said slowly after a hard swallow, "Someone's downstairs aren't they?" Saria looked at her too quickly and frowned just a little. "Yea.. I needed some help getting in, that's all," she answered. Zelda's face was mixed up in confusion when Vicky's voice interrupted the air.
"How DARE she, that fucking little asshole!" she yelled, "Hitting me with that stupid bag, what the fuck does she think she is?!" There was a soft conversation that followed, and soon footsteps on the stairs. Zelda stared at the staircase and looked at Saria. "My dorm buddy, isn't it?" she murmured.
Saria only sighed, when a blond head appeared above the stairs. Link, looking indifferent in expression, was traveling up the staircase. Vicky followed close by, tugging at him and smiling suggestively when she stopped automatically. "When did that get in here?" she muttered and pointed directly at Saria. "And oh gods, she brought the retard with her, too," she added at Zelda sitting up in her bed.
***
She didn't think that he'd be here, and she was both happy and pained at the same time. Zelda opened her mouth to say something when she was overcome by a series of coughing. "Sorry," she blurted while in a coughing fit. Vicky was hysterical, and began shouting loudly. "Get her out! I don't want whatever shit she's filled with!" She made a move towards Zelda to yank her out of bed when Link pulled her back and began fondling with her. "Oh come on," he crooned, "We got an audience."
Vicky made a pout and wrapped her arms around his neck. "But they make me sick," she moaned. Zelda held to Saria's clenched fist tightly, never had she seen her so angry. Link and Vicky kissed, and Zelda managed to swallow. She really should have been eating.. her stomach was feeling incapable of keeping contents inside. When the two of them pulled away, Zelda took a long, deep breath.
"If it isn't too much," she finally spoke, "I'm sick and I don't want to be a bother. So please, if there's somewhere else you can go.." Vicky scoffed while Link held her by her waist from behind. "You get out," she snapped, "there ain't any better place for us two to be. My baby's dorm buddy's bothering us, too, so find your shitty self someplace else." Zelda frowned a little and sighed.
"Saria," she said softly, "I'll stay over your place, alright?" Saria seemed flustered at her but nodded in defeat. "Finally," Vicky rolled her eyes and said. Zelda stepped out of the bed in her pajamas and went to find something comfortable to change into. "What are you doing?" Vicky asked her bitingly. "I have to change," Zelda answered in a soft voice.
Vicky's face twisted in anger and irritation. "No you're not," she objected, "Get out!" She tossed the medicine at Saria. "Get out of here, bitch!" she spat at her. Zelda grabbed Saria before she decided to strike back, and went downstairs hurriedly. "Zelda!" Saria protested, "Stop moving so fast, you'll faint!" Vicky was chasing after them, yelling for them to get out. She looked more intent on ripping at Saria, and Zelda wasn't going to let her.
She grabbed her purse hanging on the wall before they left, Vicky still at their heels. Zelda went out the door and finally released Saria, who clutched at the bag half-emptied of medicine. Vicky and Link stood at the door from the other end, grinning at them. "Assholes," Vicky called out, and the sound of her and Link in a fiery aftermath of low groans echoed down the hall before the door shut closed.
"Zelda?" Saria inquired as she followed Zelda nearly sprinting towards her dorm. She finally caught up, and Zelda felt an arm grab her shoulder. "Slow down a bit," she urged, "You don't look so well." The blonde looked blankly in front of her without a reply. "I'll be fine," she replied.
But it seemed like she was being torn apart.
Saria unlocked the door and opened it, letting themselves in. "Go upstairs and sleep a bit more," she urged, "I'm gonna fix us some quick lunch, k?" She winked at her reassuringly and sped off to the kitchen, leaving Zelda in the living room. Zelda walked up the stairs and dropped her purse on the floor. She slipped into the bed, letting the covers wrap around her.
Zelda held to the other object she had grabbed before leaving. The hair tie's jewels left imprints in her hand, and for a moment, she could see him standing there with it. She imagined that he was smiling.. at her. He looked like he cared.
Yet it wasn't him that was there.
The image erased itself amid the welling of tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry.." she sobbed, "I didn't want myself to fall this hard.." She hushed herself to be quiet, but her tears rolled off into the pillow and stayed there.
***
"No..no!" Malon cried out, "No, Sheik, don't go in there!"
"I think.. I'm gonna.." Sheik replied in heightening tension, "Oh man..I'm goin' to-OH!! OOOHH YEEEAAAHHH!!"
Sheik threw the controller to the ground in triumph as he hollered at the top of his lungs. "OH!" he cried out, "That's right, who's da man?! Unh hunh, unh hunh!" He did a head bang as his character made a victory lap around the track course on television. Malon glared at the screen, where her character was placed second in the race.
Sheik clapped his hands together. "Bam!" he shouted, "You just got wiped by the one, the only, Champion of Diddy Kong Racing!" He mimicked a large crowd chanting his name while posing out in different macho stances. "Not fair!" Malon cried out, "You took a shortcut!" Sheik paused with both arms bent over in an arc as he squatted to show off arm muscles. "What the fuck are you talkin' about?" he protested, "That tunnel was right in front of you!"
"No one could have taken a turn like that without knowing it was there!" Malon objected. She picked up her controller and shoved the other into Sheik's hands. "Rematch," she said solemnly. Sheik shrugged and squatted back down to the ground. They had finished redrawing most of the tables and charts, but all work and no play makes Sheik-man a dull boy. So they dug up the old N64 system at his place, and he hated to admit it but Malon was pretty damn good for a beginner.
"Get the blue one.. no, the blue one you, color-blind turtle!" he cursed. Malon was now leading by two bananas and a few feet from her second lap. Sheik strained his controller as he tried to jump ahead. Yea, this was one of those good times. He and Link used to be crazy about this game until they were fucking with bitches by the time they left middle school. Sheik furrowed his eyebrows, and glanced at Malon for a moment.
It wasn't like that with little Malon though. Hell, she was the first girl who was playing with his controller rather than his.. Sheik coughed and blinked for a second. 'Course, cause this was Malon. That's just how she was, and hey she seemed kinda' cute and funny at the same time sitting down with that look on her face. "I'm BEATING you!" she screamed with loud excitement.
Sheik whipped back to the screen. "No!" he answered and tried to catch up, "More bananas, gimme more speed!" He bent and twisted his body to focus on the track. They were halfway on the last lap, and Malon was actually beating him. Their characters were now neck to neck, once in a while gaining speed over each other. The two of them leaned forward with their eyes glued to the television.
The little jig played with a picture of Tipsy the mouse flashing on the screen. Sheik sat back down, aghast. "No.." he moaned. Malon punched the air and shouted aloud, "AW, that's right!!" She stood up, shook and boogied in a victory dance. "You just got WIPED," she said with an accent on the word.
Sheik stuck his tongue at her, and started laughing. "Man, I must've looked like a real jackass," he said while watching her shimmy and shake. Malon shook her head and answered, "Nah, you looked worse than this." She grinned and started shaking her hips, yelling out to an unheard music. He shook his head in disbelief. Link acted the same way he did back then, and he couldn't believe this fucking image of Malon doing the same thing.
His smile faded a little as he thought about his friend. Link hadn't spoken to him since that morning in Science when he tried giving that New Girl the necklace. Sheik knew better than to probe about it, but it bothered him seeing his friend practically avoid him in the hallways and ignoring him during class. He scratched his head and thought in confusion. Why can't that messed up bastard just go up and tell him what happened?
Sheik knew Link was out at nights, too. He slept over again at the dorm, and not once did he come back. His bike gone, not saying a word, and that attitude he's putting off was really pissing him off. 'I mean, jeez,' he thought aggravated, 'we're buds. Fucking jerk's getting so damn stubborn, like he thinks no one else knows how it feels to be screwed up.' He noticed the silence in the room.
Malon's eyes peered at him. "Hey," she asked, "You alright?" Sheik raised his eyebrows and nodded eagerly. "Yea," he answered, "I'm fine." A skeptical look crossed her face, and Sheik found that she actually seemed concerned. For some reason, he'd be damned if she wasn't gonna throw her arms around him and say she'll make him feel better, then make him a nice bowl of chicken soup and tuck him into bed before reading him a bedtime story till he falls asleep.
He laughed at the thought, and she pulled back in confusion. "Sorry," he said, "taking the pains of defeat pretty hard." He placed a hand over his heart and sniffed dramatically. Malon smirked and giggled lightly. "Ah, Sheik," she said, "you'll never change." Sheik placed an innocent expression. "Isn't that a good thing?" Malon didn't answer, but smiled to herself. "I don't know," she answered, "Maybe just because this is who you are, and I've just found it."
She stood up and headed for the door. "Thanks for the race," she called back, "See you tomorrow at the library, eleven o' clock." "Cool," Sheik answered and began to clean up the system. "And Sheik?"
"Yeah?"
Malon winked and gave him a thumbs-up. "I'm the champ," she said. Sheik feigned a glare. "Oh rub it in, why don't you?" he asked. She laughed and walked out of sight. Sheik chuckled as he rose to close the door. He watched as she disappeared out the corner, her red hair shining in brightening crimson. "Aw, man.." he muttered to himself, "It's gonna be deja vu all over again if I can't help it." He closed the door and went to put back the controllers.
~~WAH!! So happy people liked the last chapter! Though I really can't say the same for this one, I guess I just screwed it all up at the last minute. Erk.I'll try harder next time. Please continue to R&R, and I just might be doing another Zelda fic if you feel it's ok: A war wages in a unfamiliar land of Hyrule, and the plot carries on with Link and a group of others trying to stop it, that sort of thing. Old characters, some new ones, and all that sort of crap I so suck at. ^_~ Well, thanks to you all for putting up with this damn writer who can't keep track of time, sniff, I really appreciate it!
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