OTP100 Prompt # 73 Hour
Title: Why I'm Waiting
Word Count: 418
Warnings: None
Characters: Link and Sheik/Zelda, Rauru and Impa mentioned
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own the Legend of Zelda, or any of its inclusive characters or ideas, blah, blah, blah, don't raise litigations on me for this.
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It was down to the final hour, he knew it. Rauru wasn't here today at their usual meeting hour of meeting, and so, his guest had sat down in the back of the Temple of Time to wait for what was coming. The old sage had told the mysterious Sheikah that the only way he would ever leave the Temple was when its new protector was ready to appear.
That meant it had to be down to the final hours, at least, if not the very last one itself, because the young man doubted Rauru wanted to leave the last Temple bare to the King of Evil's raging too long. Stretching his long, lean legs before him silently, like a cat awakening from a nap, the Sheikah youth stood up, still cloaked in the shadows at the very back of the ancient Temple. Usually he was patient to a fault, but at the moment he couldn't help but feel excitement, although he had no idea why. It was like that feeling in the back of your mind, one of anticipation for something you instinctively know will change your life.
But of course, after this hour, his life would change forever. No longer would he be forced to wage a one man war against Ganondorf, a war he had admittedly never really had hope of winning. He wasn't the one supposed to win, as Rauru had explained to him. That task was reserved for the one he was waiting for, the legend he was about to witness come alive. He just hoped the hero was up to the task, because if he failed…but somehow, Sheik knew that was not going to happen, he knew he could trust this other man with his life. His mentor, Impa, had told him the man had helped her save the Princess following the attack on Hyrule Castle. That must be why he felt such a firm belief welling up in his heart, dispelling his doubts like a cloud of darkness.
Waiting in real darkness, Sheik shook off his thoughts as he pondered the correct words to utter to the Hero of Time at their first meeting. He wanted the man to trust him with the same unwavering intensity that he himself already had in his soon to be new contact. It might not be important to saving the land of Hyrule, but Sheik felt it was important to saving himself, to making himself more than just another messenger in the eyes of the hero.
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