DISCLAIMER: I do not own. ACHTUNG! SLASH HERE! This is before "The Cricket and The Shadow" You ask I deliver! How Gannondorf came to find Link attractive! Second part!

I summoned a small amount of my power to me and hurled it at him, I had to stop myself from wincing as he hit the ground. I managed a smirk instead, and it turned into a genuine grin as he got back up. "You've got spunk kid. I'll give you credit it for that much." I tighten my knees around Torment and urge him into a gallop. The minute I knew he couldn't see me I turned back around, watched him dive into the moat and come back up with the royal Ocarina. I shook my head, that kid was really messing up my concentration. . .even then. . .

I followed him back into the town, ignoring the pitiful townsfolk who scrambled out of my way. I had eyes only for him, his determination, his drive. . . I dismounted Torment at the entrance to the building known as the Temple of Time. It tried to deny me entrance, I remember that, it's frantic efforts to keep me away from it's small hero. Probably the only one in this pathetic excuse for a kingdom that wouldn't run away from a fight. I pushed through the barriers, although I admit. . .it did cost me a bit of magic. The Temple was magnificent, large windows that let in the last dying rays of sunlight, and, my personal favorite, a plush carpet that muffled footsteps. The melancholy notes of an Ocarina drifted through the air, like rose petals. My eyes strayed to his figure, small, compared to the gigantic proportions of the temple.

As the song ended the three stones I had attempted to attain for myself rose gently out of his pack and nestled themselves in their respective slots glowing brightly. The Large granite door slid open and my quarry walked inside, "Look Link! It's the. . . Master Sword!" A tattered ribbon of memory floats by in my brain. //The Master Sword, is said to destroy all evil.// I stalked up behind him, the call of the sword a faint thrum in the back of my mind. I couldn't imagine what it must be like for him, it's chosen bearer. My hand closed around the fairy, "Don't make me kill you." I whispered, so as not to disturb the object of my observations. The tiny pixie went stiff and I felt myself smile, though I imagine it must not have been a pleasant one. My attention was drawn back to him as his tiny hands clasped the large handle and he heaved, the sword coming up ever so slightly. I stepped onto the raised dais and felt the light engulf me. I laughed at the sheer power that flooded my veins.

"Thanks Kid! I couldn't have done it without you!" I felt his eyes turn to me and I met them, grinning like a lunatic. He looked so shocked, and I saw the first beginnings of guilt in that gaze. I threw my head back and laughed uproariously. . .Had I only known how much trouble that boy was going to cause me in the future. . .

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