To Travel Through Time
By Shousetsuka (aka Chibi Epyon)
A/N: Okay, this is MAJOR Shonen ai! Normally, I do not like this stuff, but I decided to challenge my writing abilities by taking this on. However, this, as I said, is only Shonen ai. I cannot write Yaoi if I tried. Shonen ai is only a romance. I have no experience in the other more personal area, which takes place in yaoi. I'm much to young. So I can't really call this Zelda Yaoi, now can I?
Please be kind, since this is my first attempt. I would really appreciate it if only those who read this story or those who are open-minded review. In addition, I have to warn you. Ganondorf's character is definitely OOC. You'll see why, when you read this. It's a true AU story!
Notes: For the Prologue, I changed how Link is sent back in time at the end of OoT. I changed it to go along with this story. I couldn't see how the Ocarina could do what happens. It could, I guess, but oh well
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Prologue
The man laid silent, listening to the sound of his companion's breathing. The young boy was still sleeping soundly. The stranger smiled, shifting slightly, distributing the child's weight more evenly. The boy didn't notice. He only remained curled up beside him, his head resting on the man's shoulder.
The man shook his head, freeing his eyes of the blonde strands that hung there. His gaze was directed towards the ceiling, his blues eyes thoughtful. Slowly, his graceful hand came up and found the boy's hair, fingering it quietly. These moments were so rare, yet so peaceful. Just like his little friend.
As he lay still, the man's mind wandered. He started to think about what brought him there, of all that took place before this moment. His sweet smile widened. It had been quite interesting, and entirely unexpected.
The boy beside him stirred, breaking his train of thought. He didn't wake. The child only sighed, huddling closer.
Still with a smile, the man turned over, to the side. He settled down again, planting a kiss on the boy's forehead. It was more like a protective embrace than anything else, although the man didn't mind.
He settled down to sleep. He could think tomorrow if he needed, but for right now, he wanted to rest. However, as he drifted off, his mind started working again, conjuring up the thoughts of what happened, which caused him to dream.
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The temple was as silent and dark as a tomb, when Zelda brought him there, after the last battle. The only light came from the Princess, as she stepped out of the blue transportation light after him.
"You're to go home, Link, to go back to your time."
The Hero was silent. He had no wish to go back, or home as the Princess called it. He didn't mind missing seven years, considering they would have most likely been spent in the Forest, as the pariah, the unwanted. He was needed, respected now, even if the land was in ruin.
"You understand why, don't you, Link?" Zelda asked, softly.
"Yes, I do."
An invisible weight seemed to lift from the girl's shoulders, although she still wore a melancholy expression. "I am glad." Gesturing to the altar, she stated, "Now put the sword in its place."
Link nodded, understanding. Placing the sword back would send him hurtling back through time, back to where he was the loner. Heaving a quiet sigh, he unsheathed the Mater Sword. I guess this is my destiny. I might as well face it.'
With a hesitant step, he walked to the altar, carrying the Master Sword in his fighting hand. With a last, quick glance at the Princess, who watched on tearfully, Link raised the majestic sword over his head with both hands, plunging it into the stone.
Something went terribly wrong. Instead of the cool, blue light from before, a crimson beam shot forth, seeing to grasp the Hero. Zelda cried out, but Link could not hear as the red light engulfed him.
The Princess ran forward, trying to take ahold of a belt, sleeve, anything to get him out of that awful light. Although to her it felt like an eternity, it was only seconds before Link vanished, in a brilliant red flash of light.
Zelda shielded her eyes, quickly, as he disappeared. After a moment she lowered her arm and gasped. The Hero was gone, but the Master Sword was still there, standing tall and proud in its resting-place. A blue light was seeping out from around it, the normal light. It was there to take the rest of them back.
All Zelda knew was that he was gone, not where or what time. She didn't even know if it was forever, or a brief time. Yet, wherever the Hero had gone, it wasn't where he was supposed to be, or so she thought.
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Oh, and for those of you who've wondered, well, I put this under another name so 1) My parents won't see it, and 2) because I don't want my friend to now that I'm writing it. She abhors even the thought of Yaoi/Shonen ai. I know that may sound stupid, but, hey, I did it.
Also, (and I just had to add this) please, those of you who read this and don't like Yaoi/Shonen ai, please don't shun my other works just because I wrote this. The idea just came to me suddenly and I decided to try it. The other stories will be continued!