Shame I didn't finish this one. It was rather nice in my opinion.

Enjoy!

"Now, you need to be on your best behavior." Impa hit me in the head when I sighed and looked out the car window at the mansion we were parked in front of. "Sheik, listen. This is important."

I turned to her, fire in my eyes. "Why the hell do I need to impress some pampered, rich boy."

"Because he will be a big deciding point on whether the Courest family will pay off our family's debt."

I huffed. "You mean my no-good, son of a bitch father's debt."

"I know it's hard, Sheik, but if we can do this than it proves he couldn't bring this family down and that we are better than him." Impa placed her hand on my shoulder and I looked over at her. "It proves you are better than him."

"Damn right I am." I groaned. "But do I really have to play nice with him?"

"Yes." I pouted as she ruffled my hair. "Come on. Let's go inside."

The door was opened by an older man as we approached and he directed us towards a sitting area.

"Ah, Impa." I stayed back a ways as my aunt shook hands with a golden-haired man I recognized as the head of the Courest Household. "It's a pleasure to have you."

"Pleasure to be here, Charles." Standing stock still, I smiled at the man as Impa turned to gesture at me. "This is my nephew, Sheik."

He held out his hand and I stepped forward to shake it. "Heard quite a bit about you, young man. Nothing bad, I promise."

Charles laughed at his own inside joke and I nervously put my hands behind my back. "Thank you for welcoming me into your home, sir."

"Polite as your mother, I see." He walked over to sit in a large chair and Impa motioned for me to follow her lead. "Now, I suppose I will have my son come down to speak with you while I discuss some things with your aunt."

I nodded once and Charles called for the same man that let us in to go fetch his son.

Glancing around the room, I could see many awards and shows of money. Must be nice.

"Hey, Dad." Out of the doorway we came in walked a guy that practically oozed 'I am a playboy.' I do admit he is handsome though.

"Manners, Link. Please." Charles and Impa both looked my way, so I took it as a sign that I should greet Link.

He eyed me as I got up and reached out to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you, Link. I'm-"

"Yeah, yeah. Good to know. Guess you should follow me." Completely disregarding me, he turned and walked back out of the room. I was forced to follow him. Through the foyer. Up two flights of stairs. Down a long hallway. I had a feeling he was leading me to the furthest room from the entrance on purpose.

Finally, Link opened a door into a rather modest sitting room. "After you, m'lady."

My eyebrow twitched, but otherwise I hid my irritation at being referred to as a woman. "Thank you."

I ran my hand along the back of the tan chaise lounge as the door closed. It looked rather plush. I wonder what it would be like to sit in. Quickly, I was spun and pressed down into the cushion. Hmm, it is soft. Not that I should be making commentary on the furniture while someone is pinning me to it.

Link grinned down at me. "Suppose we should get started."

"Wha-"

Any words or noise or anything really that was going to come out of my mouth was stopped before it had the chance to form as my lips were covered by another's. Terrified and outraged all at once, I shoved hard against Link's chest. Against my wishes, he didn't budge. If anything, he shifted closer.

I gasped as a hand roamed into my shirt which allowed my captor to shove his tongue into my mouth. Even if I had wanted this, I would not have been able to keep up with Link.

Frantically, I reached up and grabbed at his hair to try and pull Link off of me. Or at least get him to move away so I could kick him off.

As luck would have it, Link did pull back and he looked quite confused. That is, until I shoved him hard in the stomach with both my feet.

"Get the fuck off me!" I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth after sitting up and tried to glare up at the man inches from me. Tears were collecting in my eyes, but I refused to cry in front of this bastard.

"You came here for money, right." Link shifted up against me again, his hands resting at my waist. "You only get money if you have sex with me."

Scrambling backwards and over the other side of the lounge, I hissed, "Like hell I'll have sex with a stuck-up fucker like you!"

Link looked unamused. "Then I guess you can die poor."

I snarled. "Gladly."

"Really? Are you sure?" I winced as he reached forward over the lounge to grab my chin tightly, his other hand capturing mine a moment later. "I'm giving you a great deal and I'd make sure my dad never asks for you to repay us."

"You've already stolen my first kiss. I won't let you take any more of my first for as long as I live." My heart raced and tears escaped from my eyes, but I tried not to acknowledge either of these things. "Now let me go."

His eyes softened. "I've... never had anyone turn me down."

"Then I guess I can be the first." The irony in that made me smile slightly as I ripped my hand away from him and rushed for the door.

"Here." I raised an eyebrow and looked inside the envelope that was shoved into my hands.

"Did you not get it the first time." My shoulders shook in rage and I threw the bribe in his face. "I'm not sleeping with you!"

"No, no. No, no, no." He tsked, not even phased by the envelope now in his hands having hit him square in the forehead, and tried to hand it back to me. "That isn't what this is for. It's a gift."

I pushed the 'gift' away. "Yeah right. I don't believe you."

"I wanted to apologize for... for how I acted. It was insensitive and rude." Link smiled down at me. "I'm sorry."

He flinched as I glared up at him. "Go to hell." I tried to not think about how I may make an enemy out of a super rich family's son as I turned to walk away from him.

I never would have thought he could have a meek voice until he spoke to me as I walked away. "Would that make you forgive me?"

My body froze and then I turned back to look at him. "Excuse me?"

He shuffled his feet awkwardly. "I'm asking what will make you forgive me."

"Prove you really mean it."

Link looked up from his feet to catch my gaze. "How?"

I scoffed. "Isn't that something you should know."

"I..." If he wasn't a major jack-arse I would have found him biting his lip cute. "You're different than any person I've ever met."

After what he put me through, I thought it was anything but. "Then I guess you don't get out much."

The doorbell sounded and I set down my pencil and notepad to answer it. Which in turn made me want to groan in frustration. "What are you do-"

A bag was shoved into my arms. "I got you this. It made me think of you."

I raised an eyebrow at Link and dug in the bag. "What the hell is this?"

"It's a necklace. Do you want help putting it on?" Link easily took the piece of jewelry from me and was in the process of stepping behind me when I moved away.

"I thought I said you couldn't buy me. That still stands."

"No- I-" He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Look, I was out shopping and I saw this-"

"I get that, but I will not except it because it is generic. Sure, it's pretty, but did you really think of me when you looked at it or did you think it would make me forgive you?"

He ducked his head. "Sorry."

I rolled my eyes and pulled a hard candy from my pocket. "Here. I'll give you this for the trouble of coming here. They're my favorite, you know. But I will not except that." I glared at the necklace.

"Thanks. I guess I'll go now."

"Hey, Sheik." I prepared myself for the worst as Link got out of his car.

I rubbed at my temple as he stumbled up with a few boxes in hand. "I don't want whatever is inside of those."

"Will you look inside first?" He was pouting.

Damn it. "Fine. But that means nothing."

"Cool. Uh..." His tongue came out as he focused on balancing the boxes and walking up my front porch steps. "We should probably go inside."

"Sure." I rolled my eyes, but allowed Link to follow me in.

He was setting the boxes down in the living room as I closed the door when one fell down. It ended up busting open, revealing a blue blanket with grey trim. Suddenly mesmerized, I walked over to pick it up.

"It's dyed wolfos fur." I hadn't even realized I had pulled the blanket close and buried my face into it until Link was chuckling lightly at me. "Do you like it?"

I nodded, wondering what goddess had helped him in picking my favorite color. It was the exact shade as my traditional Sheikah garb.

"That's good. Do you want to open the others?" Moving automatically, I sat on the couch. "Awesome. Here, I thought you would like this one a lot."

Link was holding a box right in front of me, but I really didn't want to put the blanket down. He grinned. "I'm pleased that I found something you like, Sheik, but I would rather not leave here knowing I made you happy with just a blanket. Please open some of the others."

"And what's wrong with a blanket?"

"Nothing."

We broke the surface of the water, Link roaring with laughter. "Let's do it again!"

I groaned and glared at him. But suddenly there was something that made me not want to rage at him. Instead, I did something stupid. Some how Link's hair was still soft even though it was wet. He made a noise of surprise as I ran my hands up over his head. "Sheik?"

"Shush." I thanked Link for being able to keep us both afloat as I gripped him tightly be the back of his neck and the hair there as I leaned in to kiss him. This time was different than the first. And not just because I actually wanted it or started it. There was something else. I pulled back for air and then Link was moving us through the water, my feet finally able to touch and he was on me. Just when I thought I would pass out, Link would pull away, only to come back more passionate than before.

He had long since passed any barriers I had set up and was attacking my neck with little kisses and small bites. I'm sure the cold water soaking through my jeans was the only thing keeping the secret that I was greatly enjoying myself. At least until Link pressed my back against the side of the pool and began stripping my shirt off. His hands were like fire as they raced up my chest, fingertips brushing the buds there and I was helpless to the pleasure.

Link smiled against the skin of my neck as I grasped his shoulders and threw my head back, exposing my throat fully. "What was that you said about first."

The pounding of my heart filled my ears and I was shoving Link roughly away within seconds. "N-No." My whole body shook as I crawled out of the pool.

"Wait, Sheik." I got up as quickly as I could and hurried to the fence gate.

Even without looking, I could hear Link get out of the pool and felt his breath on my ear as I struggled with the gate. "Let me drive you home."

Numbly I nodded.

My eyes widened and I almost dropped the candy to the floor. "You... You still have it?"

Link's eyes went to anywhere but me as I looked over at him. "I, uh, yeah. The flavor was something like strawberry-lemon and I... lemon is..."

He snatched it and shut the draw again after placing the small candy inside. "Fuck. So what if I kept it?! It's the only thing you've given me. I... I couldn't just... I wanted to... keep it."

I was at a lose for words. Instead of speaking, I leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"S-Sheik?!"

If I've learned anything from my manga stage, it is all right here in this story. Cliche, cliche, cliche. Gotta love it.

Bye!

~Shorty