A/N: I want to update daily, therefore my chapters are going to stay around the same length until summer starts. I would like to thank my followers, limestonerocketfuel, Cheza the Flower Maiden, Glompeh, and ShadowTails130. Also, thanks to Glompeh for their review. It is nice to hear from people, so please review! =)

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"So, Link, what do we need to do around here?" I asked, as we walked into the village.

"I'm going to look around some of the places that I didn't visit when I was a kid. First thing I am going to look at is the well, second is the graveyard." He strode off, going to do whatever it was that he said. I should have known. The first thing that he does when it is time to actually do someth—

"Vaati, aren't you coming?" His voice broke me out of my negative thoughts.

"Well, I thought that when you said that you were going to look for the item that Sheik mentioned, I thought that you, well, you know..." I looked accusingly at him.

"You thought that I was just going to let you come along to the places that I didn't think were crucial to saving Hyrule. I am such an idiot!" He smacked himself on the forehead. "Vaati, I am really sorry, I meant we, it's just that I am so used to being on my own that I don't automatically think of saying we." After he said this, I felt relieved, and slightly guilty for assuming that he would leave me behind. From what he had done for me when I fell unconscious, I should have known that he would be loyal.

"I'm the one who should have been sorry, for thinking that you would do something like that to me, one of your friends." I sheepishly ran a hand through my hair. It felt nice to have someone so loyal to me.

"Vaati, we will go check out the places I mentioned, together." He started walking and he motioned for me to follow him, and so I did.

"Link, what do you see down there?" I yelled down to him. We had decided to go to the well first, but I'm afraid of small spaces, so I did not go with him down into the well.

"There is not much down here. The way into the well had been blocked off. I guess that whatever we're looking for is in the graveyard." His voice was bouncing off of the walls of the well and echoing. I stood near the mouth of the well, and waited, albeit impatiently, for Link to climb up the ladder and out of the well.

"Link, are you ready?" I asked.

"Yeah." We set off for the graveyard.

"Link?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you check this place out when you were younger?" He blushed at my question, and looked away to try to hide it.

"I was af..." he mumbled the rest and I couldn't hear what he said.

"I didn't catch that last part." He took a deep breath and started speaking.

"I was afraid that there would be ghosts, okay?" That made me smile, since he seemed so embarrassed.

"Is that why you still don't really want to go there?"

"Yes, but I have to go there, so you have to face your fear of small spaces." I really did not want to be forced to be in a small area, because I think that a small space is, in its own way, akin to a cell. Even though this Link seemed to be okay with my past, and I was forgiven in the past as well, I still haven't been able to shake the feeling that one day I will just get sent to a dungeon. Eventually I had to concede to his point, since he wasn't going to budge on the issue. Sighing, I gestured for him to lead the way.

"So, why ghosts, Link?" he shrugged in response.

"Vaati, I guess I just don't like dead things. Why are you afraid of small spaces?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I closed myself off and ignored the hurt look in his eyes. After that we walked in silence for a few minutes. Again, I felt terrible for something that I did wrong.

"Link, I'm sorry. Look, it's just that I don't want to talk about that, okay?" he sat down with his back against a tombstone, and I sat down right next to him.

"Link, talk to me. Please?" he still didn't respond, so I just told him why I hated tight spaces.

"Vaati, you have felt like that for the last, I don't know, hundred years? How did you manage to do anything?" he looked like he was the one that all that stuff happened to because of how upset he looked.

"Link, now do you understand why I didn't want to tell you about that?" I asked quietly, after he had calmed down considerably.

"I feel terrible now," he put his head in his hands, "Why does it seem like I always say or do the wrong thing, Vaati?" I didn't know what to do, so I just laid a hand on his shoulder.

"Link, you don't always do the wrong thing, I am sorry for making you feel bad." That seemed to make Link feel better, and he leaned back against the stone that I was leaning on. His added weight against the stone seemed to give the push needed to slide forwards, causing both of us to fall in. I fell in first, with Link close behind me.

"Vaati!" he called out into the darkness. "Are you alright?"

" Yeah, Link, are you?" I responded.

"Yes."

"Who are you two?" a disembodied voice inquired. I built up the confidence to respond.

"Who said that?" I asked of it.

"I did." And with those words, a ghost came into the chamber where we were recovering from our fall. Link wasn't the only one who screamed.