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Chapter 3: Shadow in the Way

The rehearsals continued on as did the detentions, both becoming more familiar to Link and his schedule. The instructor's harsh, old 'dear' voice echoed in his sleep, yet he wasn't entirely hateful towards her. The part of the kiss scene was never brought up again, but that one rehearsal some time ago changed Link and Zelda's relationship. It began with a simple chat after or before the rehearsals, sadly ending when rehearsals started or Link remembered his detentions weren't paid up yet. Soon it grew to calls after school; Link happily sitting with his head lay back on the couch arm with his feet up on the other side while holding the receiver. Surprisingly, Dark Link showed his support most of the time. However, it was nearly impossible to escape a crack or remark from the shadow, causing a regular mini war to erupt in their apartment. It all seemed to be going well.

"So when you take the energy and combine it with the-" The words flew through the Hylian boy's head, meaning nothing as long as rehearsal was only a few periods away. Skull Kid didn't seem to notice though, too consumed in the toxic chemicals in front of him to realize that Link's eyes weren't even looking at him. Instead, they gazed dreamily out of the window. "-and that's the formula of how to stop World Hunger and keep your car going forever." He looked up and sighed. "Link…you're not listening, are you?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know…carbon…and somethin'…"

"Link, you know you'll fail if you keep this up."

"Huh? Oh, 1:40…I think." Skull Kid rubbed his wooden like forehead and sighed, the concoction in front of him bubbling. "Hey, is it suppose to smoke?" Link finally turned and casually eyed the mixed chemicals. "SK?"

"You haven't been listening at all, haven't you?" Slowly, Link shook his head. SK sighed and leaned over the counter to get his books. "You're cleaning up."

"Why?"

"Cause you're lazy."

"Am not."

"Then you research the purpose of meaning and call me in an hour while I'll clean up."

A few seconds past until Link sighed and began collecting the jars and bottles, careful not to burn himself or blow anything up with Goddess knows what Skull Kid mixed together. SK smirked and filed some of his papers until the bell rang. With the last of the equipment cleaned and put away, Link grabbed his load of binders and junk and headed out behind Skull Kid. "Hey, by the way, Skull, have you seen Dark? He wasn't at lunch or third period. Plus…he was acting funny last night. He was on the computer forever sayin' he was working on something important online and that I couldn't see. I thought he was joking, though."

"How would I know, you guys live in the same apartment."

"He didn't answer his cell phone either…"

"You know those things aren't allowed in school, Link."

Link only stopped, stared at SK for a moment then winked. "What? I'm not as goody as everybody thinks."

"From your fight awhile ago, nobody thinks your goody goody. Then again, from your recent surprising role, nobody looks at you as 'bad' either. I'd say you're somewhere around-"

"Loser."

Both Skull Kid and Link shot around, smirking back to a dark familiar face. "Where've you been, Shadow?"

Dark scratched his head and walked to Link's left while Skull was on his right. "Around. Hey, I heard there's no rehearsal after school today."

Link stared back in disbelief, a little taken by the sudden change in subject to something strange. "What? Where'd you hear that?"

"Around…"

"Ha, ha. I get it. Tell Link there's no rehearsal, so he'll miss ANOTHER-" Link glared fiercely at Dark Link and the three friends began walking down he hall, SK chuckling a bit to the strange conversation beside him. "-rehearsal. You know if I miss another it'll be another week of detention."

Dark shook his head, not in his usual mood of being a jerk at all. "I'm serious. On a flyer and from one of the cast members. There's no rehearsal today." Link stared for another moment until they neared their next class. "Well, Link, I'll see you next period. I gotta run, only 20 minutes left, you know." He winked and turned the corner, leaving Link and Skull by themselves.

Link said 'see ya' to SK and went into his classroom down the hall.

"Huh? Of course we do, why wouldn't we?" Link said it was just to make sure and waved a fellow cast member away.

I knew it. That liar. He sighed and started his way to the auditorium, stopping by a soda machine to pick up a Dr. Pepper and mumbling to himself to never trust that jerk. Although, he smiled a bit at the thought of going to detention and rubbing it in the shadow's face that he knew him too well to fall for anymore of his tricks.

Another corner, there was the large doors of the auditorium. He heard the familiar sounds of the guitar, stringing away, practicing one of the scenes. It sounded familiar. Link stopped at the front of the doors and mentally moaned. That music was from the kiss scene. It hit Link that it had been awhile, and perhaps the instruction had told the guitarist to practice that melody so they can act the scene out later. He chuckled a bit. Better go in and get it over with. Link reached for the door and stopped, his palm holding the handle in a half turn.

"Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on the dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark! Here's to my love!"

That's my line…who's that?

"O true apothecary!"

…What? All of Link's thoughts and feelings went directly to his ears.

"Thy drugs are quick…Thus with a kiss I die." There was a thud as if someone fell.

A whisper from an old, cranky voice called out to the stage. "Of they're going to be late, we'll continue the scene without them. Go on, dears."

"What's here? A cup closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end. O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop to help me after? I will kiss thy lips. Haply some poison yet doth hang on them to make me die with a restorative."

What the hell's going on?! It was then that he regretted opening the door, ever thinking it could work between him and a girl, trusting someone whom couldn't be trusted. The Dr. Pepper dropped to the floor from Link's hand, while the other still held dumbfound onto the handle. Dark Link was laying beneath Zelda, both of them in a deep kiss.

"Wonderful! Spoken clearly and followed up with a strong kiss. It was perfect." The instructor held her hands out, unaware of the heartbroken Hylian at the door until she stepped forward and noticed the spilled soda all over the floor. "What on earth? Someone please, get a towel or call the janitor. A drink spilled- Oh! Link, dear, what are you doing here?" Link didn't notice. Dark and Zelda however shot up in shock. "Link? Dear, are you alright?"

His hand was shaking a bit on the handle, the other one hidden behind, clenched in a tight fist. "………"

Zelda's look saddened and Dark's only stared with little emotion. "Dear, I thought you got the e-mail. You wrote back that you understood." The next words seemed to echo in the auditorium for what seemed like hours. "You were replaced." The shocked, confused look on Link's face instantly turned into a detesting death glare. "But other positions are still up. The curtain puller recently called in that he couldn't do it, and there's always an opening for another guard."

Without a care or even knowing what the instructor had said, Link mouthed out a curse towards the shadow. "You bastard."

Zelda stood up and walked over to the edge of the stage. "Link, wait." Too late. The furious Hylian had already gone, swinging the door over the dark colored soda. Dark still sat on the floor with his elbows supporting his upper body. He only sighed and shook his head.

Dark Link ran his palm along the side of the wall as he ventured down the ever-depressing hallway of the DENTENTION room.

"Well, Mr. Shadow, where would you like to begin?" The principal yawned while looking through the paper as Dark dropped his bag next to a desk and sat down.

"I'll do the paper and then the board."

"Alright then. The usual, 300 words, the history of Merlin." DL got out a folder and took some paper out, sighing and yawning.

"Isn't he dead?"

"Yes, you should know that, Dark Link."

"So…why do I hafta write about him? He's dead…he ain't important…"

Ignoring the usual comments, the principal only sighed. "Sometimes I think you just talk without thinking."

"Maybe, but I usually do the other way around. Otherwise, you'd have me for more than the week." He did a faint smirk, but sighed, knowing that this wasn't the place for any humor. "Wait…"

The principal looked over his newspaper. "What is it, Mr. Shadow?"

Dark looked around a bit before staring back. "Where's Link?"

"Oh, he already paid the detention after school. He said there wasn't a rehearsal today." The shadow gulped and slowly started back into writing his 300-word essay on the history of some dead guy.

"Lucy, I'm home!" The television flickered while the young Hylian paid no attention and casually scribbled on paper the history of past kings for his English class. "Oh, Lucy! I thought I told you! No household parties without my permission!" A click in the apartment's keyhole caught his attention, yet his head moved back to his pencil, now just tapping on the notebook paper and making little dots around his paper. "But Ricky! Whaaa!" The clicked followed into smooth turn of the doorknob.

Dark Link froze for a moment upon entering and getting no notice whatsoever of the Hylian sitting in front of the television with a lamp clicked on over his head. He glared for a bit then shook his head, almost regretting coming home. "So…no welcoming? Not even a glance?" Link looked like he cringed, yet it was difficult to tell from behind. "Listen…I can explain-"

"Shut up, Shadow." And for the first time, DL held back his comment and simply stared. "Did you think that it would have been funny? Sign Link up for a play he would have hated to be apart of, trick him into acting the part you signed him up for in front of the instructor, wait until he had been forced to say so many Goddess forsaken lines so many times with the girl he's liked for years and then take the role from behind his back." Link finally looked up slowly, straining to keep his voice down low enough so their neighbors would not think a riot was erupting next door. "Have you sunk so low that you find those kind of things hilarious? Well, Shadow?"

Shadow had always been a sort of insult to Dark Link. Though that was what he was, with the tone Link sometimes used when he was irritated showed disrespect and annoyance to a scarce race. Shadows such as Dark Link were very rare, for they weren't born, but made or upgraded. Shadows were also called 'lapdogs' or 'inferior', both terms Dark would beat up if addressed to him because that his race's majority consists of the simple dark 2-demensional figures you see on walls or sidewalks.

It was this that had wiped the sympathy and guilt off his face and what had replaced it with a full death glare. "Don't tell me to shut up and give some speech of what you proposed to be my plan. I played that trick on you to get you into the play for laughs, and maybe, just maybe, to get you bold enough to stand up to Zelda without dropping your books or turning into a mute. I was also planning on getting you out of there because I'm not that much of a jerk." A minute past between the two, Link putting his books, papers, and pencils aside to stand up and talk with Dark on his level. "But by the Triforce! How was I supposed to know you'd freaking flip out because I had gotten you out of there? Do you think I'm trying to steal Zelda, do you?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. And if not, you're doing a damn well job being clueless. I don't know how you can be so clever to think up these brilliant tricks, yet still be such an ass at realizing you're only making everyone miserable! It's utterly amazing!" Dark glared, angrier than he had in his longest. It seemed he was speechless, for a moment past and both of them had stayed silent. "And ya know what, Shadow? I'm sick of it." There it stopped. Link had picked up his things, snapped off the television with a hard, fierce click of the remote and left without another comment towards the shady being still standing at the opened door.

The door of Link's room slammed, followed by a harsh silence. "Glad you think it was funny, Link. Cause I sure as hell didn't intend for it to turn out this way…" With that whisper, Dark Link quietly left and shut the door behind him.