Alright everyone  here is the next chapter I hope you all like it. I got a bit stuck on it and I am still but I will keep trying. Plus I also have a 6 page essay due soon (which I haven't started ^-^; ) so my updates will be a bit slow.

"Sheik Honey come back inside… its getting cold and your dinner is ready" Sheik heard his Mother say from behind him. He had been sitting outside staring at the gate since his father left. Sheik just couldn't understand why he left without saying goodbye, maybe his father didn't care? No. He knew that wasn't it, it was something about what his parents were talking about.

"Sheik please come inside you are going to catch a cold!" His mother sighed.

 Sheik had a horrible feeling that he was never going to see his father again and that upset him deeply.

"Why…why did he leave without saying goodbye?" he asked his mother quietly. His mother fell silent for a few moments then sighed softly kneeling down beside him putting an arm around him.

"He didn't want to see you upset about him leaving…" His mother told him. Sheik sighed then looked at her for a moment.

"That's not the reason… I heard you two talking…" he turned his head away back towards the gate as the sun began to set.

" I see…" His mother sighed then stood up behind him again. Sheik turned and looked at her over his shoulder.

" Why did he really leave?" He asked quietly.

"I will tell you only if you come inside the house." His mother sighed sadly turning towards the door. Sheik sat there for a few moments watching the stars twinkle above him as if the goddesses were winking at him only him. Getting up slowly he ­­­took one last look into the nights sky then walked into the house. His mother sat quietly at the table watching his every movement as he walked over to his chair sitting down.

"Now son this is really hard for me to explain but…" His mother started. Sheik sat there listening to her every word waiting.

"He left to keep him away from you…" She sighed.

"Him? Who is him Mother?" he asked sitting on the edge of his chair. His Mother looked at him with sad eyes of fear.

"The—" She was cut off by a sharp knock at her door. Sheik jerked his head towards the door then looked back at his mother who was frozen in fear.

"Sheik …go upstairs…" She whispered.

"But mother who's there?" He asked looking at the door. His mother gave him a stern side glance full of fear with a hint of worry.

"Get upstairs…now" She walked towards the door. With that Sheik quickly and quietly ran upstairs ducking behind the corner so he could still see the door. He watched his Mother walk up to the door slowly then open it carefully so the person couldn't get inside without pushing her.

"Yes hello" he heard his Mother say in a soft tone masking her fear.

"Where's the young boy?" He heard the person demand. Sheiks eyes grew wide then he shot off towards his room closing the door. He searched around his room for anything that could be used to hit someone. He could hear the footsteps of someone coming up the stairs outside of his room. He could easily get out his window and be to the next house within seconds but he couldn't leave his mother alone with whoever it was. Sheik grabbed his wooden sword his father had carved for him then climbed up his bookcase, which was on the other side of the door. He watched his door as he heard the footsteps walk up to his door. He silently prayed to the goddesses that the person would walk right past the door not to open the doorway to his room. The footsteps stopped right at his doorway then paused. Sheik took in a deep breath as the doorknob slowly turned pushing the door open. Before he could see who it was he jumped from the shelf with his wooden sword raised high over his head. As he fell the person quickly grabbed the end of his sword before he got a chance to hit them holding him up in the air dangling.

"You are getting better young Sheik," The women laughed softly. Sheik opened his eyes to see it was a woman with her silver grey hair pulled into a bun her red eyes staring into his own.

"Impa!" Sheik cried letting go of the hilt of his sword landing on his feet on the floor. He could hear the quiet laughter of his mother behind Impa. Sheik realised how silly he must have looked jumping out of nowhere only to be stopped by a simple hand movement. He blushed lightly looking up at the two then bowed quickly.

" I am very sorry for jumping out at you Impa" He spoke quickly keeping his head down.

"Its quite alright Sheik its understandable" Impa smiled warmly. Sheik looked up at her with a smile on his face with a glint of playfulness in his eyes.

"It was also very brave of you yet also foolish" Impa handed Sheik back his wooden sword sighing softly with worry sneaking over her face. Sheik looked at her with some concern still not understanding what was really going on.

"Sheik you must come to my home for a while…" Impa told him. He looked at his mother then at Impa then back again clearly confused.

"What why?" Sheik asked looking at his mother for answers.

"Sheik it would be a lot safer for you if you stayed there" His mother spoke up quietly.

"You have been chosen to serve and assist the Princess and others in their quest" Impa explained.

"But…but I don't understand! What quest?" Sheik sighed confusion now taking over hanging his head down. He felt a strong hand on his shoulder though he didn't bother to look up.

"I know you don't understand child but you must understand its your destiny…weather you choose to follow it or not" Impa kept her hand on his small shoulder.

"I don't…want to leave mother behind… cant she come?" Sheik looked up sadly. He looked at his mother seeing how hard she tried not to cry for her son.

"I have to stay behind…so Impa can teach you the skills you need and so you can stay safe…please Sheik promise me you will stay with Impa" She kneeled down to his level.

"But what if I don't believe in destiny! What if I choose not to believe!" Sheik snapped louder and sharper then intended. Both women looked taken back by his sudden out burst. Sheik was known for being calm, cool and collected even at his young age but this sudden out burst of emotions shocked Imp and his mother even himself.

"Sheik…you have no choice… just go… I will visit ok?" His mother said softly before she stood up.

Sheik nodded rubbing at his eyes with the back of his sleeve trying to hide the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes.

"Good boy… I have your things all packed for you to go…" His Mother told him as she turned around to go downstairs. Sheik watched her go then looked up at Impa trying to find the right words for an apology.

"No need young one… now gather some of your belongings you may want to bring also…" She turned heading downstairs after his mother. Sheik stood there watching them leave him alone in his room. So many questions were flowing through his head but none of them had been answered. Its not that he didn't like Impa he did really she was very nice to him and was the best warrior in the village. Yet he really didn't want to go he knew he would learn a lot of skills but he didn't want to leave his mother. Sheik heaved a heavy sigh then gathered up his wooden sword and a few more of his things then shoved them into one of his bags. He slowly walked down stairs to see his mother and Impa standing right at the door waiting for him. Sheik looked around his house once for he knew it would be the last time he would see it in a while. He walked up to Impa who was holding two of his other bags his mother packed him. ' Just like mom over packs' he sighed trying to smiled softly but he just couldn't bring himself to.

"Are you ready boy?" Impa asked smiling at him softly trying to cheer him up. Sheik just nodded silently hanging his head down sadly.

"Bye Sheik take care…" His mother bent down hugging him tightly. While his mother held him she brought her face towards his ear.

" I packed something for you from me…don't open it till tonight," She whispered to him then stood up looking down at him.

"Goodbye Mother…I-I will miss you…" he stuttered trying to keep a hold of his emotions.

" I will miss you to son… I love you so much" His mom looked at if she were to break into tears.  Impa sighed sadly then walked out the door leaving it open waiting for him. His mother had always been open about her feelings unlike other Sheikah's who usually keep their emotions hidden.

" Love you too Mother…" Sheik choked on his words then quickly ran out the door to where Impa waited. He didn't look back because he knew if he did he wouldn't be able to turn to leave again. As he walked he tried to collect himself by taking in deep breaths to calm himself. He had no clue in where Impa was going to take him; he knew she had two different homes. One home was at the far end of the village far from his home and the other where he didn't know.

"I can see from your eyes you are wondering where I am taking you…" Impa looked down at him. Sheik nodded as she continued to watch the ground as he walked. He heard Impa sigh so quietly he barely heard her. After walking for a while Sheik looked up and around on where he was walking. He turned to see that his house was only a small speck to him.

"Here we are boy this will be your home for now" Impa finally spoke up. Sheik stopped then looked over at the house that stood in front of him. It looked exactly like his home only that it was a bit bigger as if it held more then two rooms.

"I see…" Sheik sighed as he followed Impa into the house. He looked around the kitchen quietly not saying a word. He just wanted to go home but knew he couldn't, this would never be his home but it would have to do.

"Your room is the one to the far left…here are your things I advise you to rest for now we are leaving early tomorrow morning." Impa walked over to the cupboards. Sheik nodded and didn't question in where she was taking him nor did he care. Picking up all of his belongings Sheik walked towards the stairs.

"Aren't you going to ask where we are going?" Impa turned to look at him. Sheik stopped then turned towards Impa, he had a feeling she had expected him to ask or wanted him to.

"Where are we going?" Sheik sighed trying not to mumble.

"We are going to Castle town to get you a few things" Impa turned towards the counter making dinner.

"Alright…" Sheik picked up all of his things then walked upstairs to where his new room was supposed to be. Once he found the room he put his things into his room then sat on his bed laying down. Closing his blue eyes the sighed softly trying to think of what this was all about. He still didn't know who 'Him' was, why he was staying with Impa and what was Impa getting him at Castle Town Market? All these things were important but he was too tired to think it had been a long trying day. He was about to fall asleep when a thought struck him. He sat up and walked over to one of the packages Impa had carried up to the house. Sitting on the floor he pulled out some of his things and searched for something.

"There it is…" Sheik whispered pulling a brown package wrapped in twine. Pausing he slowly and carefully opened the package to see what's inside. Sheik eyes went wide at what he found inside, a beautiful crafted gold Harp. He had never seen one so well crafted; he ran his fingers over the strings letting its beautiful sound fill the room.

"Wow…" He murmured pulling a few more of the strings carefully letting its notes fill the room. The sound was sad yet soothing to him as he continued to run his fingers over the strings picking a few notes. Sheik had a sudden feeling that this harp was going to come in handy one day and that he should keep it with him at all times. 

Thanks to everyone who reviewed and told me that it was making sense. I have lots planned for this and I hope you all keep reading it.