Oh yeah, who's good! ….Actually, that's a good question, cause I don't think it's me. But oh well, that's life. I have the next chapter and it's a long(ish) one, so I'm proud of myself. Well, partly at least... anyway, hope you like.

And, since I haven't done this for forever, No, I don't own Link or Dark Link or any other characters from the Zelda games. Nintendo has rule over them, but that doesn't mean I can't borrow them for my own entertainment. However Rikuo, Yuki and Poe in this story are pretty much mine, as are any other characters that come up that aren't Nintendo's. So no stealing them or this story without asking and getting permission! (well, for the characters because pretty much under no circumstance do I want my story stolen).

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"I-I-I… Jesus Dar-!" Link sputtered but his sentences was stopped again as Dark Link put a finger to his lip, leaning forward to whisper so that neither Yuki nor Rikuo could hear him.

"It's Derrick, remember?"

"Wha… OH!" replied Link, suddenly realizing his mistake. Dark Link had been keeping him from blowing their cover. Good thing too, because otherwise there'd be a whole hell of a lot to explain. The disguised thief chuckled at his lover, the gentle breeze causing Link to shudder slightly. "Da—Derrick…"

"Ahem." The two looked up suddenly to realize that, surprise, surprise, Yuki and Rikuo were still standing there like they had been for quite some time. Link turned a dark scarlet and even Dark Link had the decency to redden slightly. Yuki was looking away, obviously slightly uncomfortable. And Rikuo? Well that bastard was grinning like a madman of course. Yuki gave his boyfriend a warning glance and once the grin was lessened to a slight smirk, he continued. "Um, if you two would like some alone time or something, you could have asked…"

"Uh, oh! No, not at all; it's not like that Yuki!" Link protested. Dark Link nodded in agreement.

"Yes, while alone time is nice, I truly enjoy speaking with you; it's very informative."

"Yeah, well I think we'd like to get to know you better since your dating Link and all; you know, see if you're worthy, the whole bit," Rikuo said. Dark Link looked mildly shocked, but quickly regained his composure. He gently pushed a stray hair from his eyes before giving his audience a smile.

"But of course, I should have known. Well, where should I start?"

"Well, I don't know; how about the basics? You know, name, age, occupation, stuff like that," offered Yuki. The disguised thief held back a grimace at the occupation part, but knew it wouldn't be that hard to get around. Lying was part of his job wasn't it?

"Well, like I've already said my name is Derrick Ater and I haven't actually secured a job quite yet, but I've applied to some likely prospects so that should soon change." Link was shocked – to say the least – at how sly his lover was. The lies seemed to slip off his tongue with ease, and it was slightly unnerving. Could the thief lie to him just as easy? Had he already? But he supposed that he should be grateful for the talent as that it seemed to be helpful.

"No job yet eh? Well, it is tough finding a good one in this town…" Rikuo admitted. Yuki pursed his lips before he looked at Dark Link curiously.

"Just how old are you Derrick?"

Dark Link cocked his head to the side as he grinned. "Oh, I'm nineteen as of two months ago." Dead silence fell over his companions, both Yuki and Rikuo obviously baffled. Meanwhile Link looked as if he'd had a heart attack.

"Nineteen?" Link blurted. People around him murmured to themselves, but he had long since forgotten them. Dark Link nodded and Link continued to berate saying "You're kidding! Why didn't you tell me!"

Dark shrugged nonchalantly replying "I suppose it just never came up. I could have sworn I'd told you."

"Wow, you're really serious aren't you?" Rikuo asked. Dark Link again nodded, part of him wishing he'd been better about lying about his age. There was awkward silence again until Rikuo broke it saying, "Well I'm shocked at you Link. I mean he's, what, five years younger? I'd have never taken you for the type of guy who'd steal from the cradle."

"What—no! It's not – I mean – augh!" Link stuttered aimlessly, burying his face into his hands while not only Rikuo but Yuki as well laughed at his expense. Even Dark Link had to snicker, finding the whole thing rather amusing. Link turned on him, glaring despite his beet-red cheeks. "Don't you dare laugh at me. This is all your fault you know."

"Oh don't be that way love. All I did was tell them my age, nothing more."

"Well you could have told me!"

"What difference would it have made?" quarried Dark Link with a brow raised. Link opened his mouth to reply, only to close it once he realized he didn't have anything to say to that. He gnawed on his lip for a moment before looking away.

"Not much I guess…" Link admitted. Dark Link smirked, leaving a butterfly kiss on his lover's forehead.

"My point exactly. Now, if you gentlemen don't mind, I'd like to ask Link to have a dance with me," Dark Link said. Both Rikuo and Yuki grinned.

"No need to ask, go ahead. You have our consent," Rikuo joked, patting Dark Link on the back. Yuki nodded in agreement.

"Just promise to be good to him."

"God guys, what are you my parents?" Link groaned. A few more chaste words passed before Dark Link took his boyfriend by the hand, leading him to the dance floor. The detective sighed, his face still tinged with a dull blush. That had to be one of the most embarrassing conversations he'd ever had. Almost as bad as having "the talk".

"Something the matter love?" asked Dark Link curiously. Link rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Oh no, nothing's wrong. Why should it when all that happened is that I was embarrassed beyond words by not only my friends but my own lover? I mean, jeez Dar—I mean… augh, this whole name thing is too complicated."

"You're telling me? I'm the one who went from Dark Link to Derrick," smirked Dark Link. The detective looked away guiltily like he'd done something terribly wrong. The disguised thief merely chuckled at this saying, "It's alright love, I should have expected. But for future reference, you can just call me Dark. That's what all the people in my hometown used to call me."

"Oh, alright… Dark…" Link repeated, his lips curling at the privilege. He supposed that was one thing he loved about Dark Li—Dark. He always learned something new…; which reminded him, there was some unfinished business. "…Why didn't you tell me you were nineteen?"

"Huh? Oh well like I said, it just didn't come up. It's never really mattered before."

"Never mattered? For god's sake Dark, you've been illegally drinking!" Link said loudly, getting many an odd or disapproving look. He grimaced slightly, bring his voice down a notch. "I mean… God Dark, you're just barely old enough for us to have this kind of relationship…"

"Old enough? Oh right, that whole statutory rape thing. Speaking of which, perhaps I should tell you that I'm not really nineteen…" Dark commented, getting an odd and slightly hopeful look from his lover. The thief chuckled halfheartedly. "No, I didn't mean it that way. You see, I'm actually only seventeen…"

Link stopped dead in his tracks, his face unreadable except for his mouth being slightly agape. Dark blinked, unsure of how to handle this. He hesitantly murmured, "Link…?"

The words had just barely left his lips when Link's eyes glossed over, his knees buckling from under him as he dropped to the ground. Dark's eyes widened, his body moving before he could comprehend the mere thought of such. "Link!"

The young detective was shivering were he sat on the ground, his head bent over and arms hanging at his sides, looking dead to the world. Dark was on his knees now as well as he grabbed Link's shoulders roughly, shaking him cautiously and tilting his head up only to stare into blank, tear filled pools. By then the people around the couple had noticed the odd occurrence, a woman or two shrieking while other men and women knelt next to Dark, asking him what had happened. All their questions went unanswered as the disguised thief cupped Link's face gently in his palms, looking him straight in the eye as he asked, "Link, are you alright?"

Alright, it was dumb question he had to admit, but when a person's in Link's condition any question that showed any sign of concern was enough. A soft sob escaped the shaking form, followed by more as tears were let loose from his pain-stricken eyes. Dark calmly shushed him, brushing the tears from Link's eyes in an attempt to qualm his nerves. The detective swatted at the hand, yelping "No, don't touch me! I don't want this!"

Dark bit his lip, knowing that his fears were true; Link was having another panic attack. What had triggered it was beyond him, but he did know that he had to calm his now hyperventilating lover before he passed out. He reached out, pulling the poor man to his chest and wrapping his arms around him, disallowing Link much room to move. Link immediately retaliated, desperately attempting to push the man off of him, away, all the while yelling and cursing, "Don't, please stop it! Let go of me! I don't want this; I fucking don't want this!"

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Of course, at this point the commotion had reached the attention of Yuki and Rikuo. Without a moments hesitation the two belted for the source, hands at the gun holsters under their jackets. The closer they got the harder it was to move through the crowd, all of whom were fighting to see what the problem was themselves. While Rikuo could force his way through, Yuki soon became lost in the crowd, being pushed around like a sack of potatoes.

"Sir, get out of the way please! Madam, please I'm an officer! Please would you all get out of my way!" he yelled at the crowd, but he went unnoticed. Goddamn it, how was he supposed to get through…?

"Let go of me!" came another desperate plea, and Yuki instantly recognized it. It was Link! That was certainly enough to get Yuki's attention, and snap the last straw while it there. He pulled the gun from his holster, suddenly getting a lot of attention.

"Get the hell out of my way or else I swear to God someone's going to be feeling it in the morning!" The crowd grew very quiet very fast as people moved away just as fast. He easily moved through the crowd then, finally making it to his companion, which wasn't a pretty sight to say the least.

Link had his face buried in Dark's shoulder, his whole body shuddering with his sobs, his hands grasping desperately to his lover. Dark held the detective just as desperately, while trying to stay calm he was obviously disturbed to some degree. Both sat on the floor as a mass of shaking, trembling pain. Yuki felt himself unable to move, his throat tightening.

As bad as it seemed to the officer though, Link had actually calmed to a degree, his shouting quieter and growing more so by the minute. Soon it became no more then a gruff whimper of a plea, his throat aching from the stress. Still, he muttered, "Please, let go, I don't want it…!"

"Link, you're the one holding me," Dark murmured. Link blinked up at him, the words slowly settling in. He continued his confused staring, his breathing slowing and his tears stopping until – other then his tear stained cheeks – he was back to normal.

"Dark… w-what's going on…?" he murmured quietly, so much so that no one but Dark heard the question. The disguised thief sighed, running his hand through his confused lover's hair while a small smile graced his face.

"It'll come back to you in a moment love; but for now we should probably find you a place to lie down since you're probably still woozy."

"Now that you mention it, I am…" Link replied, attempting to stand. He stumbled, (of course) and not only Dark but Yuki and Rikuo as well all moved to catch him. But he caught himself, his hand reaching out to lean on Dark for support as he stood. The officers looked on with worry obviously sketched in the faces, but Link simply gave them a gentle grin. "It's alright guys, I'm ok now. But Dark's right, I should probably lie down…"

Here of course, the great hero passed out.

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"…boy alright?"

"Oh… fine… stressful week."

"Oh, well… needs medical I could… my cousin Jonathan…"

"That's quite… madam, nothing more then nerves I assure you."

The jumbled mess in Link's head slowly reworked itself, putting the words together in his head with some difficulty, but getting easier. Bits and pieces of conversations around him had drifted in his ears, but most were lost in the void that Link felt in his head. Now though words started forming sentences, sentences conversations. He even could pick out which voices he knew and those he didn't; well, to be honest he only recognized one.

"Dark…?" Link murmured sleepily, trying to open his eyes but finding it rather difficult with that light shinning in his face. He groaned in annoyance, his arm weakly moving to block the light from his vision. A soft chuckle was registered in his mind, coming from… above him? He tried to look around again despite the horrible headache that he felt pounding in his temples. Link's vision cleared as soon the blur above him took shape, colors ceasing to merge until he could make out the face of his lover, looking slightly disheveled but otherwise like he always did. As his mind cleared he found that his head was resting on Dark's lap, the two of them resting and what seemed to be a fainting coach. And that damned light? A brilliant chandelier it would seem. Despite it all though, he felt the need to ask, "Where am I…?"

"You're at the Museum of Fine Arts. We were about to have a dance when you had a panic attack. Are you feeling better now?" Dark asked, slight worry evident in his voice. Link furrowed his brows and tipped his head to the side a bit.

"Panic attack?"

"Yes, like the one you had the night before last. You know, when I came to visit?" reminded Dark lightly. Link, despite himself, blushed lightly and nodded. He still had a puzzled look on his face though, and the disguised thief found himself asking, "Do you often have these?"

"Well, no, not really. Honestly the one from… that night" – Link noted the smirk on Dark's face but ignored it – "was the first I'd ever had; well that I remember at least."

"Really? That's peculiar…" Dark mused, his hand rested on his mouth as he thought a moment. Deciding that there were other, more pressing matters, he asked, "Well, we do know what triggered the last one, but I haven't the foggiest about this one. Do you know why?"

"Um, well I dunno, give me a minute," Link replied, closing his eyes as he tried to recall what exactly it was. He and Dark were talking about their conversation with Yuki and Rikuo, and Link asked him about… his age. That's right, it was his age. He had told the couple that he was nineteen, but he wasn't. He was… was… "Seventeen."

"Pardon?"

"That's the last thing I remember; you had just admitted to being seventeen." Dark looked at him questioningly.

"Well, yes I had. Why, is there something special about seventeen?" he questioned before adding "Other then being illegal anyway."

Link couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Oh, because you know that isn't important at all," he muttered sarcastically, but let the statement drop. He pursed his lip as he thought on it, trying to think of why seventeen was so bad. Well, what had happened when he was seventeen…? That would have been his junior or senior year… Finally it came to him, but it wasn't a pleasant realization to say the least. "Shit, is that what this was all about…?"

"Hmm?" was Dark's reply, his brow raised. Link grimaced and looked away, shaking his head. Before the words of "never mind" or "doesn't matter" could leave him though, the thief beat him to the punch. "Oh no you don't, you're not getting out of this. The deal was that you tell me your secrets, I tell you mine. I've told you all mine so you have to tell me all yours. So tell me, what is it?"

"…Well, you see… God, this is hard," complained the detective, his hands covering his face. His lover sighed, removing the hands and leaving a chaste kiss on Link's forehead as if to coax him into a comfortable state. It worked well as Link blurted, "I was sexually harassed when I was seventeen."

"Link…" murmured Dark empathetically, running a calming hand through the other's golden locks. Link let out the breath that, apparently, he had been holding. His lover motioned for him to continue, and seeing as he had already jumped in, he may as well swim, right?

"Well, I was in my junior year--" Link started when his story was abruptly interrupted.

"D? Darling is that you? My, I haven't seen you for ages. What's it been, six months?" chirped a woman who Link didn't recognize in the least. She was tall and curvy with a perfect hourglass figure and full bust that was emphasized by her low cut, high slit, emerald dress. Her hair was a fiery red, long, straight, thick and falling just above her well rounded behind. While she was an older woman – in her late thirties or early forties would be his guess – she exuded a sex appeal to rival any young woman's. And she knew Dark. Link immediately hated her with a passion, jealousy already burning in his soul.

Dark's feelings towards the woman weren't far off from his lover's.

"I can't say for sure, but I can say it hasn't been long enough," Dark deadpanned, giving her a look that should have told her to go the hell away. Either she didn't notice or didn't care though as she sat on the couch next to Dark.

"Oh come now, don't be like that. I can't see why you just can't let bygones be bygones. You know that I never meant you any harm; it was all for your own good D!" she chirped happily, giving the disguised thief a brilliant smile. He scowled at her, and Link could have sworn that he heard a growl before Dark replied.

"My own good? That's a laugh; since when have you done anything for anyone other than yourself?" asked Dark. The woman feigned a hurt look, but before a word could leave her mouth Dark merely shook his head. "Never mind, there's no point in asking. Instead, you mind telling me what you're doing here?"

"Why, what do you think? One of my favorite customers invited me along. There's hardly ever a party that I'm not invited to, you know that." Link bristled slightly at the last comment, his jealousy flaring up again. What irritated him the most was that he was being completely ignored. Course, this wouldn't last for long… "But enough about me D, tell me, who's your friend here? A new play thing perhaps?"

"Wha—I am not a 'play thing!'" yelped Link indignantly, sitting up suddenly. This was a mistake though as suddenly the world spun a little, the young detective suddenly feeling very dizzy. He had to lean against Dark to keep from tipping over. The whole scene had the woman giggling, earning her a double glare from the look-alikes. "I'm not!"

"Oh dear me, isn't he just the cutest," she gushed, moving to brush a strand of hair from his face. Dark grabbed her hand gruffly as he gave her a death glare that had Link shuddering.

"Don't you dare touch him Vaati," he warned darkly, his voice even deeper and gruffer than normal. It was almost as if he was a different person which, Link reasoned, was very possible. Maybe he was witnessing the mysterious third personality…? However his question went unanswered as even this "Vaati" recognized the change and immediately backed off.

"My, my, possessive much D? And I see you haven't overcome that psychoses of yours either. Oh well, I suppose I should have expected as much," Vaati admitted, shrugging slightly. She stood from her seat, giving Dark a lecherous grin. "But you know, if you ever tire of this cutie, I'll always be happy to take you back. You were so good…"

"Vaati…" Dark growled warningly. She didn't give it much attention though as she leaned forward, very bluntly exposing her cleavage.

"I have missed you so D. You know, you were always my favorite. It was so hard to let you go. How about a night at the Happy Mask, for old time's sake hmm…? I'll be gentle…" Vaati purred, leaning far too close for comfort. Link looked to his lover, expecting him to do something, anything, but Dark's eyes were wide in what seemed to be fear, his arm shuddering slightly under the detective's hold. There was obviously something here that Link was missing and it only fueled his anger towards the woman.

"Step off bitch; isn't it obvious he doesn't want anything to do with you? I don't know what happened between you but he's mine now so leave Dark be, got it!" Link spat, pulling the thief towards him to emphasize his point as he glared daggers at Vaati. She blinked in surprise before frowning and straightening up.

"Yours you say? Well then Mr.…?"

"Link."

"Well then Link, perhaps you should consider the stakes before making your claim. D has a pretty high price on his head, and I'd hate for a darling boy like you to be hurt," she warned sardonically. Link gulped but didn't look away from her.

"I don't care what anyone else wants him for because I love him and I'm not about to hand him over to someone like you." Vaati eyed him for a moment longer, shock very obviously plastered on her face. Finally she looked away.

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you," said Vaati as she turned, flipping her hair as she walked away from the doomed couple.

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Yeah, I went there. I made Vaati a woman. Not any woman, but a really hot sex goddess who has a huge role in Dark's history! (Which yeah, I shortened his name. I've been tempted to for a while and then I got a comment about considering changing that, so I did. Hope no one minds.)

Anyway, can't I write at least one chapter, one chapter, without it turning out differently then planned? Nyah… oh well, that's life. But I was wrong, no huge plot twists yet, but we did see the inciting incident to the big ass plot twist of doom. So it's all good. Oh, and um yeah, Link was a poor little molested high school boy on top of being raped and dating a split personality. But, it makes a little sense because typically people who are sexually harassed and molested tend to get themselves into bad relationships, thus being raped and dating a split personality. Not to say that there's anything wrong with dating Dark, it's just a bit difficult, and illegal now too. Don't ask me, but when I thought about ages I felt that Link needed to be about 24 and Dark… well I dunno, but 17 jumped at me and has just stuck since. Hope you all liked and thanks for all the loverly comments! I appreciated each and every one of them.