Kismet—Chapter Thirteen

by taitofan

Rated R for yaoi, sexual content, hits of yuri, and some language

Disclaimer: I don't own Majora's Mask, Minish Cap, or anything else Legend of Zelda related. Trust me; I'm sure that many people are happy about that.

Author's notes: I'm an awful person to make you all wait so long, and I apologize. But to make up for it, here's a very plot-driven chapter! Lots happens, and the stage is set for lots more. A note about the end…I'm not a music buff, so I might not have the terminology and technique down perfectly, but hopefully it's understandable. I'd also like to point out that this fic is now over a year old. I thank everyone who has stuck by me as I've written this! I'm determined to see this through to the end, so let's see how far the new year brings us!

Flames do nothing but make me laugh, although I'll listen to any CC you have. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 01-01-08

It was a photo album in the shape of a normal book. And considering that the very first picture was of a beautiful woman, Kafei could see why his father had disguised it. He peeled back the protective covering and took the picture out. On it was her name and the date in his father's handwriting—Kakoli and twenty-five years ago. It wasn't the fact that his father had a picture of another woman that shocked him though, it was how she looked.

She had long violet hair, only a few shades lighter than his own. She had red eyes and wore the symbol of the Sheikah on the sleeve of her outfit. And her face…

"She…looks like you." Kafei didn't answer, as he was too busy putting the picture back and flipping the page. The next few pages consisted of Kakoli by herself or with his father. It was obvious that they were very close… Then, on the seventh page, he saw the photo that changed everything…

With shaking hands, he removed the picture and read the back.

Kakoli, myself, and our new son, Kafei.

Dated on the day of his birth.

There was no doubt that the baby was him. The same eyes, a little tuft of dark purple hair, the same basic face structure… Aroma wasn't his mother. This Sheikah woman, Kakoli, she was his real mother. How had he never known about it? Did anyone else know? Surely, someone must. So why had no one ever told him? He wasn't the man he thought he was for twenty-three years; he wasn't even human. He was half-Sheikah.

That explained his eyes, his feelings of being different from the rest of the town, his attraction to Sheik, his innate knowledge of using the senbon… Did that mean he was capable of using magic as well? The book said that hybrid children only had red eyes if they had Sheikah power in their veins… What kind of magic did the Sheikah even possess?

There was only one person who was going to know the answer, and Kafei had a bone to pick with him.

Vaati was thinking similar thoughts when he noticed that his lover was quickly heading towards the door. Without a second thought, he manipulated the wind and brought a struggling Kafei back to him. Half-Sheikah or not, he'd never had any training, and Vaati could still easily overpower him. Kafei didn't look happy at that.

"Let me go! I'm going to find out why he's been lying to me!" Vaati sighed and yanked Kafei back on the bed, tutting softly.

"Not tonight you're not. It's late, and I'm sure he's asleep by now, like most of the town. We'll go tomorrow. You need to digest all of this information before you do anything rash. I'm sure there's a good reason why they never told you." And he planned to find out more about that book too. He knew his parents were both Picori, so how did his eyes fit in with what the book had said?

"Fine… It's not like you'll let me leave anyway…" Vaati smiled slightly at Kafei's sullen tone. He knew it must be hard for him to know that the answers to his questions were so close but just out of reach, but he'd manage.

"No, not tonight. Tonight we're going to sleep." He suddenly felt Kafei's hand settle on his thigh. "That's not sleeping."

"No," Kafei admitted, "not quite. But you've been walking around in that outfit all day long, driving me crazy. And the only thing I can think of that would look better is if it was on the floor…" …Well, they were a young couple in love…

"Then why don't you take it off with that amazing speed you supposedly possess and we'll see just how good it looks on the floor."

Needless to say, Vaati kept Kafei's mind off his family secrets for the rest of the night.

"You guys are really in your honeymoon phase, aren't you?" Vaati and Kafei looked up from breakfast and gave Anju identical confused looks. "Cremia was right; you two are loud…"

They wisely decided it would be best not to comment on that.

"Where were you two last night anyway?"

"We went to see my father," Kafei explained, wondering how much he really wanted her to know right now… "He gave me some books to borrow, and Vaati and I need to return them this morning. You don't mind if we take off after breakfast, do you?" If Anju sensed that she wasn't being told the entire truth, she didn't say anything.

"Oh, okay. If you really need to return it right away, then you shouldn't keep him waiting…" Kafei thanked her for understanding, and all the while, Vaati watched the two interacting. She was right—now that they had their relationship out in the open, for the most part, they'd been leaving quite often… But Anju didn't know the whole story, and Kafei obviously wasn't ready to tell her. What would he do once they talked to his father and got their answers? What if they did find a way to travel between the different worlds? So many questions, and quite honestly, he had no answers to any of them.

"Let us in, it's important." Vaati stood off to the side holding the books as Kafei argued with someone—a secretary perhaps?—about getting in to see Dotour.

"I'm sorry, but the mayor said he'd be busy all day long!" Kafei ignored her and went for the door, only to find that it wouldn't open. "It's locked. I'm sorry, but I can't make any exceptions, even for family. He said he wasn't to be disturbed by anyone!" He paused, a frown one his face as he stared at the locked door. Then, it hit him.

"Vaati, teleport us in." The sorcerer nodded and walked closer until he could touch Kafei's shoulder. Then, before the bewildered girl could ask what they were talking about, they were gone.

They reappeared only a few feet away, but on the other side of the door. Dotour was sitting on the oddest looking chair Vaati had ever seen, and in his hand was a picture frame that neither man could see the front of. He didn't look up from it once they entered. It was almost as if he'd expected it.

"Son… I knew I'd be seeing you today. I almost expected to see you come in the middle of the night yesterday. I suppose I have your lover to thank for the night's rest?" If that was his idea of a joke, Kafei wasn't laughing.

"Yes, if I'd had my way, I would have come right after I saw the photo album." He held out his hand, and Vaati gave it to him, keeping the other book for himself. Kafei flipped through the pages, seeing the beautiful woman on every page. "This woman in the pictures, Kakoli, she's my mother, isn't she?" Dotour could only nod. "And she's a Sheikah…" It wasn't a question, but he nodded again regardless. "You have ten seconds to tell me why you lied to me for twenty-three years, or I'll let Vaati turn you to stone." It wasn't an idle threat; Dotour knew it. He'd always known Kafei would be angry when he learned the truth…but it had been for the best. Now he just had to make him see that.

"Your mother… You must have read about the war in the other book. She was in that war, though she wasn't very old. Something of a hero from what she'd tell me… She didn't stay in her world after it was through though. Her people learned of the dimension portals between the eight worlds, and most of them escaped to new lives. Your mother came to Termina a year after the war ended. We met right away, and it wasn't long before we fell in love. We were married after a year, and after two more, you were born.

Kakoli…she was a wonderful woman. You would have loved her. You look just like her. You have her face, her hair, her eyes… You even have her stubborn personality. I see her every time I look at you…" As he talked, Kafei could see how happy his father looked. It was a look he'd never seen before. He must have loved her so much…

"What happened to her? And why did you never tell me of her? And what about Aroma?" At the last question, Dotour's face fell.

"She got sick… There was no doctor who knew a cure, though I brought her to every race in Termina, and even in some of the other worlds… No one knew what was wrong or how to save her. After a few months, she…" His voice stopped suddenly, and Kafei couldn't find it in him to be angry anymore. Silence reigned in the small room for a few minutes before Dotour took a shaky breath and continued. "You weren't quite three-years-old when she died. I knew you'd never remember her. Aroma had been in love with me since we were children, and she came to me after Kakoli passed away. She offered to marry me right away so you wouldn't grow up without a mother. I accepted. She told me it would be best if I never told you, that way you wouldn't get hurt. I—" At that, Kafei's anger was back, tenfold. Aroma, it was always her…

"Listen to yourself! How do you always let her talk you into the most inane ideas? How was being lied to and thinking another woman who I've never gotten along with was my mother supposed to help me? Honestly, that's the stupidest thing I've ever…" He trailed off, taking a deep breath to calm himself. There wasn't anything he could do to change the past he reminded himself. Besides, there were other things he'd come to find out. "I don't agree with what you did, but it's too late to change it…" Dotour said nothing. After a while of more silence, he put the picture frame back on his desk and turned it around so that they could see it.

"That was taken at our wedding. Doesn't it look familiar?" Yes, it certainly did…

"The Sun and Moon masks… You got married at the Carnival of Time…" Sure enough, they held masks identical to the ones Kafei and Anju had used at their own wedding.

"Indeed. Even though it was a Terminian tradition, she went along with it anyway. She loved it here. She really loved you, you know. She was so happy when she found out she was pregnant… She even brought you to a few of the other worlds when you were a baby. In fact…" He glanced at Vaati, then closed his mouth, ignoring the curious looks he was getting. "Well, I believe Ezlo should tell you that."

"Ezlo?!" Vaati exclaimed, the excitement evident on his face. "How do you know about Ezlo?" Dotour chuckled and shook his head, and Vaati's face fell.

"I can't tell you that either… I have no right to. But, if you'd like to go ask him yourself—"

"Yes!" Dotour chuckled again at the young man's enthusiasm.

"Actually, the power to travel the worlds has been right in front of you the entire time. All you needed was the key…" He took a small key from his pocket, but rather than give it to them, he unlocked a drawer in his desk and pulled out an instrument that was about six inches long. It had many pipes, and looked like it was made from bamboo. "This is a panpipe. It's a type of flute. It belonged to your mother…every Sheikah had an instrument they used to travel around, be it within a world or to different worlds." Kafei recalled the harp Sheik had carried and nodded.

"So we can use this to get to Vaati's world?" Dotour nodded, though he looked a bit troubled.

"Yes, you certainly can. However…you must learn to play it first." Kafei looked ready to protest, but he continued on regardless. "I learned to play it in a month, but you're half-Sheikah, so it should come to you far quicker. And no, I can't do it for you, because you need to be able to use it to come back too." Kafei nodded, though he wasn't happy about it. And judging by his sullen expression, Vaati wasn't either. "Come now, it won't be long now. Just learn the song and you can leave…" He took a piece of paper from his desk, then handed both to his son. Looking at it, Kafei could see that it was sheet music of sorts, presumably the song that could open the way to inter-dimensional travel…

"When I learn this, where do we go? What will happen?" Dotour smiled, reminiscing about the days when he'd asked Kakoli the very same things…

"The answers are simple. Go to the Clock Tower. Inside, at the top, is the portal. Play the song there and it will activate. You'll see that the ending of the song on the paper is blank…" Kafei glanced down, and sure enough, he was right. "…so just look at the bottom for the right ending. There are eight of them. The one for our world is the fifth one, and the one for Vaati's world is the sixth one. Play those, open the portal, then step though it. Make sure you remember where you end up, or you might spend a long time searching for the portal home… Though, I'm sure Vaati will know where you are."

Vaati wasn't sure he liked knowing that Dotour knew so much about Ezlo, his world, and even himself, especially when he wouldn't elaborate. Still, he supposed there wasn't much he could do...peacefully that was. And he wasn't like he used to be, so no stone statues today. He waited for Kafei to thank his father before doing the same and grasping his lover's hand in his own. Kafei gave a nod, and in a flash, Dotour was once again alone.

"…I can't do this." Vaati rolled his eyes at the annoyed tone.

"Oh yes, becauseeveryone can learn to play an instrument in fifteen minutes." Kafei tossed the panpipe on the bed in a rather childish huff.

"It's been longer than that…" The sorcerer looked at the clock and nodded.

"Oh yes, you're right. It's been twenty-two minutes. My mistake." Kafei let out an annoyed sigh and stood up, holding out his hand. Vaati took it and allowed his lover to help him up.

"Fine, you win. I'll keep practicing… But first, I think we should tell Anju we're back. We just teleported back up here after all." Vaati wisely didn't voice his thoughts—Kafei's horribly off-key playing had probably alerted all of East Clock Town that they were there. So they made their way downstairs, only to find…no one. No one at all. There was, however, a piece of paper on the front desk, which Kafei picked up and read.

"…She says she went into town to get lunch. We were gone longer than I thought we'd be…" He turned to Vaati, a smirk on his face. "What do you say? Shall we eat, or shall we try something else?"

"What's something else?" Vaati questioned, only to have his question answered as Kafei quickly latched their lips together. In the back of his mind, he knew it was a bad idea. They were close to Elain's room, Anju could come back, and who even knew if the front doors were locked… But somehow, as Kafei undid his belt, he couldn't bring himself to care much. That talented tongue, the skillful fingers—they always made him putty in Kafei's hands. And the thoughts of having sex out there, right on the desk, were…horridly arousing.

Kafei threw Vaati's belt to the floor, then flung his hat down with it, allowing himself full access to the silky hair beneath it. Piece by piece, Vaati's clothing was removed until he was only in his undergarments. Then Kafei quickly did the same to himself as the excited sorcerer watched. Once they were in a similar state of undress, Kafei swept out his arm, effectively clearing the front desk and smirking as it crashed to the floor. Then he gestured to the clear surface, allowing Vaati to lie down on it before climbing up himself and straddling the younger man.

The kissing quickly resumed, as did the wandering hands. Oh, they both knew there'd be consequences. Vaati still had his concerns, while Kafei just wondered how he'd ever be able to work at the desk—or see Anju there—and keep a straight face again… But as Vaati let out a loud moan once Kafei's hand slipped far enough down, neither could stop themselves even if they tried…

…Until the sound of a door crashing open showed them that yes, yes they could.

Kafei looked up, only to see what was most likely the worst thing he could possibly see while sitting mostly-naked on top of his boyfriend—Riria. That was it; it was all over. He'd never get a chance to learn that damned song, because she'd run them out of town with a pitchfork, or some other similar, pointy object. Maybe Vaati could turn her to stone before she could tell the whole town she'd been right. She was even smiling already! Who knew what awful plan she had…? …Wait. Smiling, yes. Evilly, no. She even looked happy. What in the world…?

"Anju…I'm so happy. I'm finally going to get grandchildren…" …Anju? He looked down, only to have to bite his tongue to keep from screaming. No longer was he on top of his beautiful lover, oh no, now he was on top of his wife, bare breasts and all. He discreetly felt down…and suddenly, all arousal was gone. Looking down, he met his—her?—face, the expression telling him that he'd—she'd?—explain later.

"Oh, um, yes mother. We figured we'd start trying…" Oh guardians, he even sounded like her. He felt faint… "Did you want something…?"

"Oh, it's nothing I guess. I heard a rumor that started with the mayor's secretary about Kafei and that man who's been living here, but it was obviously false…" Her smile widened, and she even maintained it when looking at him. Oh… "I'll let you get back to your…fun now. Though if you aren't going to do that in the bedroom, you might want to lock the doors next time…"

"Heehee, right…" Then, suddenly, to add insult to injury, of all things, who should appear but his wife herself. Anju stopped behind her mother, ready to say something, when she caught sight of the scene within. Her jaw dropped at the perfect replica of herself, and she shot Kafei an accusing look. All he could do was give her a sharp look in return, mentally telling her to hide—quickly. Luckily for all of them, right before Riria could turn around, she thought of something else.

"Hmm… Where is that odd man anyway? I rarely see him without Kafei at his side…" Her attention diverted, Anju swiftly and silently moved past her mother and slipped into her grandmother's room. Kafei let out a small sigh of relief as Vaati struggled for an answer.

"Oh, h-he must be in town. I haven't seen him for a while…" Riria nodded, accepting the answer before she said her cheerful goodbyes and left them alone. Once the door was closed, Kafei scrambled up, locked the door to prevent any more unexpected guests, and then turned to his lover, still in the guise of his wife.

"What was that?" he demanded as Vaati sat up, poking one of the breast he'd grown experimentally. Kafei groaned at the sight, hoping he didn't decide he liked being a woman…

"That's what I'd like to know…" Anju groused as she stepped out of Elain's room, blushing once she saw what Vaati was doing. "And stop that!"

"And please, change back while you're at it…" Vaati shrugged, and seconds later, he was back in his natural form, shooting them both odd looks.

"I know I told you that I can shape shift, Kafei… What, would you have preferred I let her see us like that?" Kafei sighed, half in exasperation, half because he was relieved he was seeing his boyfriend again, no boobs in sight.

"No, but couldn't you have just teleported us away?" Vaati shook his head with conviction, trying his best not to smirk. He found the entire situation rather amusing, even if the other two obviously didn't.

"Think about it… Riria now thinks that you and Anju are madly in love, to the point where you'd have hot, passionate sex on the front counter. Whatever rumors, or facts, she'd heard on the streets will now be replaced by this nice little lie. In fact, she's probably gone to tell everyone in all of Clock Town that she might be a grandmother in nine months. So, tell me again how this doesn't benefit us?" The other two blinked, taking that all in… Then Kafei crossed back over to Vaati and pulled him into a brief, fervent kiss.

"You're a genius," he murmured as he pulled away just as quickly as he'd initiated the whole thing. "That'll keep her out of our hair until we can figure out what we're going to do with all these new discoveries…"

"Exactly." They began to kiss again, leaving Anju to ponder the situation further. Yet again, they were talking about things of which she was completely unaware. Was it really that big a secret? Didn't they trust her? Was— Suddenly, something derailed that train of thought, and her eyes widened.

"You!" she cried, point a finger at them accusingly. "You two were going to have sex on the front counter! The same counter I have to sit at! And you didn't even lock the door first!" They lovers broke their lip lock and looked at her irritated expression, then at each other. Seconds later, Vaati teleported them and their strewn clothes upstairs. They'd deal with her once she calmed down… Besides, they had more…urgent matters to attend to at the moment.

By the next day, they'd apologized and cleaned up the mess Kafei had made, promising that they'd keep their bedroom activities where they belonged…though they mentally amended that they'd try to do that. She agreed to forgive them on one condition…

"Tell me what you're hiding." There was really no point pretending as if they didn't know what she was referring to, and since she'd probably find out soon anyway…

"It's a rather long story, but the short of it is that Aroma isn't my mother—a Sheikah woman named Kakoli is, though she's dead now. So I'm half Sheikah, and I inherited my mother's flute—"

"Panpipe," Vaati injected.

"—panpipe, and if I can learn to play it, I can travel between the eight known alternative universes that link to ours. We need to go to Vaati's world first, though I'd like to go to my mother's world too…I believe that's where Sheik was from, and probably Link too. …Any questions?" Anju was almost reeling from information overload, but… She supposed it made sense. Somewhat. Kafei looked nothing like his mother or his other relatives on her side, and it would explain his oddly colored eyes… And they knew there must be other worlds, so that was no surprise…

"How exactly does playing a panpipe get you to other worlds?" The look on his face told her that he wasn't exactly sure himself…

"Father said that there is a portal in each world that opens when a certain song is played. The one in our world is at the top of the Clock Tower. I'm not sure on the specifics, but I suppose we just…walk through it. I assume it will close after us so no one wanders in by accident." She nodded; was that why Kafei had always liked playing in the Clock Tower when they were children? Had he somehow known that he didn't quite belong there…? She wanted to ask more about his mother, but she didn't want to bring up any negative emotions, so she held her tongue. If she needed to know, she'd find out… Besides, there was something else she wanted to know even more.

"When will you leave? And…when will you come back?" The underlying question, 'Youwill come back, won't you?' didn't go unnoticed.

"Father is confident that I can learn the song in just a few weeks, though I'm not so sure… We'll probably leave just as soon as I can play it though. As for when we come back…" He paused and looked to Vaati, who had a small smile on his lips at the thoughts of seeing his old teacher again. Then he glanced at Anju, who looked desperate to know he wasn't leaving her for good… "I'm not sure. I imagine Vaati will want to stay for a while, but we'll come back once we're done. I suspect my father can tell me more of my mother's world before we go there… I have no idea how long we'll stay there."

"Oh…" She sounded…so small. So sad. He hated seeing her like that…but he was through lying to her. She deserved better.

"Anju, you've always been my best friend and you always will be. I can't guarantee that we won't find some place we prefer living more than Clock Town, but even if we do, it isn't as if you'd never see us again. When I learn to play that… that thing, I can come see you whenever I please. I'd certainly never forget about you." She smiled a bit, but it was still tinged with sadness.

"I know you wouldn't… Still, if you leave, I'll be all alone…" With that, Kafei had a variety of choices open up. One in particular stood out though… He knew he'd probably get a tongue-lashing later, but he knew what he had to say.

"Not necessarily." She shot him a confused look, while Vaati's eyes widened ever so slightly, knowing where his lover was going with that…

"What do you mean?" He ignored both of them, determined to do this. After all, if he was happy, then Anju should be too…

"Well, perhaps there's someone out there who's always loved you and just never told you. I'm sure they'd never leave you alone." Her brow furrowed at his words, and she knew there was something else behind them… And this time, she wasn't about to back down.

"Kafei, you tell me what you mean right now! Is someone in love with me? Who? Do I know them?" He couldn't help but smile at her determination. Anju was usually quite calm about things, but when she got into something, it was hard to deter her.

"Yes, I can't tell you, and yes." She started to protest, but he shook his head and continued. "It isn't my place to tell you. Just trust me… This person has loved you for a long time, and when they reveal themselves, you should give them a chance. I think you two will be prefect for each other…" She really didn't know what to say to that. She'd been in love with Kafei for so long that the thoughts of someone else being in love with her had never crossed her mind. Who did she know that could possibly have loved her for a long time…?

"Well, okay, I'll keep an open mind. You have made me curious…" He smiled and nodded, silently praying to the guardians that Cremia and Anju would both find what they were looking for…preferably in each other.

Vaati shoved his head under the pillows, trying to block out the horrible noise just feet away from him. It had been five days since Kafei got that damned panpipe, and he was no closer to mastering it now than he'd been then. He was trying to be supportive, really he was, but that noise! That awful noise! It took all of his willpower not to teleport far, far away.

He wanted to get to his world so badly. He wanted to show Ezlo that he'd found love, that he was finally learning to forgive himself and be happy. Plus, he desperately wanted to know what connection Dotour and his old teacher shared… But alas, until his musically disinclined boyfriend learned to carry a tune…

He came out from the pillows—they were hardly working anyway—and studied the other man carefully. What was he doing wrong? Not that Vaati could play a panpipe, but the Picori had their own instruments, and he'd seen something similar to what Kafei had. He wondered if they played the same way… If so, he wasn't doing it quite right.

"Move your head." Kafei abruptly stopped playing at the interruption.

"What?"

"Your head. Move that to reach your notes instead of moving the instrument with your hands. It'll be easier that way. And while you're at it, try tilting it slightly to see if you can reach those higher notes easier." Kafei didn't ask questions, he just did it. Whatever help he could get, he'd take.

The new notes that hit Vaati's ears were much better than the ones moments before. They were almost in tune! There was something off though… Something important… He got up from the bed and walked over to Kafei, snatching up the sheet music that lay before him. It wasn't a complicated song, but it wasn't a typical beginner song either. Musical talent must lie somewhere in his veins for him to even have an idea as to how to read it without any instruction. Still, he obviously wasn't able to read it all.

"You've been skipping the vibrato. No wonder it sounds off." Now Kafei was curious.

"How can you read that? And what's vibrato?" Vaati laughed quietly and put the sheet music back.

"The Picori have our own instruments, not unlike yours. Size is really the only difference, with a few alternative materials to make them. I've seen a pipe like this made out of much smaller reeds, and as for how I can read it… I can play an instrument myself. It's rather like your races' violin. I can produce the sounds I need by moving my wrist as I play, and as for you…" He took hold of Kafei's hand and put it to the end of the pipes. "Just move your hand over it as you play. Can you follow the music like that?"

Kafei nodded as Vaati stood back to let him play. This made him realize that there was still a lot he and Vaati didn't know about each other… He'd certainly never known his lover could play the violin! He'd have to ask about what other secret talents Vaati was hiding… Later of course. Now he had a pipe to play.

Vaati stood back and let the new notes dance through his head. There, that was far more pleasing to listen to. It was finally sounding like a song. With a bit more fine-tuning, they'd be leaving for his world in no time! Maybe in a few more days…

"Let's go to the clock tower." …Or maybe not.

"Are you sure? It's not perfect yet…" Kafei shrugged, sticking the music in his pocket.

"Why not? It can't hurt to see if this is good enough to get us through the portal. And I know you're just as sick of waiting as I am. So why don't we get what we need, tell Anju our plan, and give it a shot? If not, we'll just go back later." Vaati smiled, a longing for his home shining in his red eyes…

"Okay, let's try."

An hour later, they each had a bag, thoughts of Anju's teary "Come back soon!" in their minds, and hope that Kafei's song would work. It was Vaati's first time in the clock tower, but he was too excited to give it much thought. He was completely focused on his lover, who stood at the top of the tower, his panpipe out and near his lips. Kafei took a deep breath—while Vaati held his—before he began to play.

The sound that filled the tower was…beautiful. It was even better than it had been an hour ago, and Kafei hadn't played it again after that. Maybe being here was awakening something in him…

Soon enough, the music stopped, and Vaati wasn't at all surprised to see that one of the walls was glowing faintly. Kafei saw it too, and the lovers shared a smile. This was it… They were going to get even more answers about their pasts. They'd learn more about each other…and themselves.

Without a word, Kafei put his panpipe in his bag, they took each other's hand, and they jumped towards the shimmering wall…

Then they were gone, and the wall was solid once more.