S: Hmmm well this was actually gonna be a really short fling them together, no plot, lots of sex kinda thing, but now it's turned into a look-there-is-a-resemblance-of-a-plot and no sex!

Obviously I made up all the stuff about Gannondorf's childhood, I can't remember there being any mention of it in the game and I can't remember if the two desert witches were actually his sisters or if I just happened to make that memory up in my head -0 Anyway enjoy!

Sorry for not getting it out sooner, it was typed up adn ready on tuesday but i couldn't uplaod it for some unknown reason.

YAY! Thank you Purple Lizard!!!! Or your friend O.o which ever one you are... all that guessing really confused me -0

Thanks Cinnamin911 for your review! i guess begging does help sometimes

WARNING: Contains male x male. Dark themes, depression, suicidal thoughts.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything sigh

Chapter Three

Demons

"You don't waste time do you fairy boy, moved onto another interest already?" The amused smirk tugging at the dark skinned man's lips brought a blush to Link's pale cheeks, as he reprimanded the staring youth.

"No, I..." A raised eyebrow over amused eyes halted Link's faltering sentence.

"You've come here to kill me and free the world from darkness?" The mocking tone was back and Link noticed the tensing of the other man's muscles as he tried to shake away the emerging sense of foreboding it brought with it.

"No, what you said before." He tried to force the feeling back.

"Yes?" A questioning glance was passed in his direction as Gannondorf moved languidly past him to pick up a yellow fruit from a small bowl on the wooden table, he examined it before he squeezed it softly, testing it. The action made Link feel as if he was insignificant, a trespasser in this man's private world and he was not welcome. An inferior being wasting his time, a nothing to be ignored.

His quick reflexes were the only things that saved him from having his face covered in splattered fruit, he stared at the fruit in his hand before staring at the other man now draped over the chair, another fruit in his hand, his relaxed manner calming the inner nervousness Link tried to hide.

"Sit and stop pitying yourself." Gratefully Link sat, his aching body weary from the hours of fighting, he slumped in his chair, the small smooth skinned fruit clutched in his hand. "Now what is it that you found so important to tell me that you couldn't wait to see me again?" the man smirked before biting into the flesh of the fruit, licking his lips of the sweetened juice, tongue darting to gather the wayward drops. Link swallowed, trying not to stare at the mesmerizing display before him.

"Love. You told me I should live for love, and do you know why I live? Why I'm here?" Link swallowed nervously. "You." Link was expecting perhaps anger, a raised eyebrow, faked indifference, not laughter. Not the deep resounding laughter he associated with the man.

"Are you saying, my young, innocent fairy boy that you love me?" He chuckled and shook his head. "You don't love me, minutes before you were an emotional wreck waiting for death, pining for your lost love, now you're a confused child not knowing what he wants and choosing the most immediate answer."

"That's not true! Why can't I love you?!" He knew he was being childish, protesting the obvious and demanding answers to questions he already knew.

"Because, you don't know what love is, because we are meant to hate each other, we are destined to be opposites, dest- What are you d-"Before he could finish his question Link had straddled him and pressed his lips against the man's protesting open mouth, he slipped his tongue in before he was violently pulled away by the back of his forest green tunic. He didn't notice the thin black smoke that swirled on his breath.

"You don't know what your doing kid." Gannondorf's roughened voice hitched as Link squirmed on his lap. The young blonde man smirked.

"If it's destiny why fight it?" The grip on the back of his tunic loosened as he slipped forward, calloused fingers running down the other man's bear chest, catching on the edge of his dark brown pants.

"This is not our destiny, we are opposites, shadow and light." The desert mage's breath came a little faster as Link leaned closer a smug grin on his face.

"Opposites attract, besides without shadow what is light? The two complement each other. As for our destiny the only certainty it has to it is that we are linked to each other, no one has said whether as enemies or as..." Link paused looking down into the crimson eyes which flickered, searchingly. "...or as lovers." He kissed him softly, a brief touching of the lips nothing more. The desert man closed his eyes, his brow knitting in pain as he felt the shadow he had carried with him for seven years rage within him, so close to it's other.

"You felt it didn't you, when we entered the sacred realm. It's been part of you for seven long years haunting, slowly devouring you. " Link cast him a curious look still perched on his lap. "The emptiness." Link shuddered before nodding; a guarded curiosity lit his eyes. "The price I paid for my magic, for my power." Shifting he lifted Link off his lap, regretting the movement as the warmth of the young man above him left, but he had to distance himself. The shadow growled angrily within him and he saw Link wince, knowing the shadow within the boy had answered it's mates call.

"You're saying the darkness..."

"Is mine." He turned away from the man's shocked stare, gazing out the window his eyes were drawn to the reds and browns of the desert.

His home.

"I knew my mother for only the first few years of my life, I don't remember her much now, but I always remember her gentleness, so different from my father. My father, he was a power hungry man, too busy and too uncaring to bring up a son. So my mother took care of me until I was old enough to do chores on my own, by then she had outlived her usefulness, and my father killed her. I became merely another slave to him." He stopped and unclenched his fists before he continued, trying to calm himself.

" I gained my freedom when my ninth birthday came, the year the children of the desert leave for the fortress to train, only young girls go, but one of my mother's close friends smuggled me out when she came a year earlier for my sisters. My father was furious but little can be said against the feisty warrior's of the Gerudo fortress. I spent the rest of childhood there pushing myself to be the best. Women are seen as higher warriors than men, magically more powerful they also have a certain grace a man can never achieve. I wanted to be seen not only as a man who had achieved the status of a woman warrior, but as a man who had surpassed it, I wanted to prove to them and myself that I was not just a child to be forgotten amidst the piles of dirty clothing and endless chores. I had grown powerful in my own right but through my search I had heard of an extremely powerful source. So of course I sought the power." A low dark chuckle erupted from his throat.

"And paid dearly for it. The darkness, the devouring emptiness is the soul of a demon. In exchange for the power I was to harbor the demon within my body, allowing it to feed on my growing power for it to produce more, feed on my self to allow it to grow. The more powerful I became the more powerful it grew. The only thing in existence that I knew could vanquish it was the Triforce, but of course a being such as I had become could never open such a thing as the entrance to the sacred realm. I needed someone pure, innocent, gentle and caring."

"Why did you choose me?" The voice held a touch of bitterness and Gannondorf willed himself to keep staring out the window, not to turn and confront the purity he had ruined.

"I didn't. Too late did I realize what I had become, the vessel from which darkness would spread out across Hyrule, the shadow knew of my plan for how could I hide such a thing from myself? It manipulated me and used me to get closer to what it wanted. The Triforce. It had grown too powerful to inhabit just my body, it needed to release itself onto something larger, more powerful. Once it had the Triforce it could release itself out into the world and nothing could stop it." He paused running a hand through his flaming hair still not facing the young man he had used.

"But if it has the Triforce why is it still trapped?"

"Because of you." He turned around to face the blue-eyed man. "Because as I am part of it, it is part of me, I knew it's weaknesses, it's flaws. I found that by splitting it apart I could manage it, that it wouldn't have enough power to release itself from me. So I used you, ruining your life as I ruined mine." Anguish rushed his voice as the darkness in Link's eyes gathered. "Entering the sacred realm, I used the lapse in being to link myself to you, splitting the demon and binding it to your body. This creature is the demon of which the princess's prophecy foretells, the being that you are destined to destroy."

"How am I to destroy a being that is within myself?" The voice was hard and bitter.

Gannondorf winced, he had brought the pain to the man's voice, he had darkened his life, shadowed his soul.

"We are already linked, but we have to be linked physically for your part of the demon to return to me."

"And then what?" Gannondorf smiled, sadness clouded his eyes.

"I, unlike you, have experienced enough life to know when the time is right."

"You want me to kill you?"

"No, just as you feel the last of the shadow leaving you, I want you to not only kill me but destroy me, make sure nothing is left." Link nodded determinedly.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Something you'll no longer be willing to do. Kis-"Link had stepped up already, drawing the other man forcefully down to his height and smashing their lips together. The desert mage grunted at the force but opened his mouth to the other man to let the rejoicing demon within him bond with it's lost part. The hand on the back of his neck, caught in his flaming hair, clenched as he begin to feel his power and darkness drain from him, panicking he opened his eyes to see the blurred look of pure concentration on the shorter man's face. Trying to pull back as he felt the darkness within him abating another hand gripped him firmly around his waist staying his panicking protests. 'This wasn't meant to happen, he was suppose to draw the demon in, and then Link was suppose to destroy him and it. Not the other way around. Link... The first time he had ever referred to the young man by his true name.' Something vague, a memory brushed past him. 'Link... he was missing something crucial.' He was violently pushed out of his thoughts as he was thrust back hard against the wall. Crumpled on the ground he panicked, he hadn't been ready to destroy the creature.

He had let slip the sacrifice Link had made.

He should have been ready.

He looked up at the man standing over him a smug smile spread across his face. "Now you definitely can't say I don't love you." He held out a slightly trembling hand to the shocked desert king.

"Link? You..." A wave of relief swept through him as he gazed into clear blue eyes, no hidden shadow in their depths. "How did you-"

"Like you said the demon was part of you, my part of the demon was part of me, it was the part the held their one true flaw. The only flaw they succeeded in hiding from you. Once you revealed the true form of the emptiness, I searched and found it, it was so obvious that it was right in front of us." Link helped the Gerudo king to his feet trembling slightly from exhaustion.

"Are you alright?" Link nodded. "What was it?" Link smirked tapping his nose knowingly.

"I was destined to defeat it."

"That's not the answer I want to hear." Gannondorf snorted. Link grinned before it slowly faded, the castle trembled beneath his feet and his eyes rolled up into the back of his head. He was caught just as he collapsed, his eyes closing as the castle started crumbling around the two men.

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S: I'm not sure if I should continue this or just leave it finished there. I suppose if I don't get asked I'll leave it and you can imagine your own ending.