Yet another spin off bunch of scenes that were supposed to be elsewhere, but didn't fit.

Enjoy!

It has been two months since I got engaged. Wow... that sounds so weird. Though, it isn't every day that a billionaire businessman asks for my hand in marriage for no reason.

"I'm home." I glance up from the computer and the homework I should be doing. Link, my fiance, walks in and heads over to the kitchen where a fresh pot of coffee has just finished brewing.

"How was work?" It surprised me how easily I conformed to the role of this man's 'wife'.

"The normal." He shrugged and then Link was gone, back into his home office. The man never stopped working. I wonder if he wanted me to marry him just so he would have someone to clean his house. I had thought maybe he wanted a bed partner, but he sleeps in a completely different room and doesn't even kiss me. It is all so strange.

I stared back at the screen, but my thoughts weren't on my work. Should I hint that he is allowed to touch me? I mean, we are perfect strangers... Well... I have been watching him for a couple months. I know what he is like now. A kind man that keeps his emotions to himself, but cares deeply enough to stress over everything. I've caught him sleeping on his desk and covered him with his blanket. I wish I could help somehow... I wonder if I could be a good stress reliever.

I look over to the office door. Should I?

Cautiously, I walk over and push the door open. "Link?" Nothing.

Then I hear it. The shower is running. How had he left his office to go into his bedroom without me noticing? I guess I was pretty deep in thought. Perhaps I could surprise him. How would I go about it?

Before I know it, I'm in front of his bedroom door. I was only in there when he shown me the apartment the day I moved in. Was I even allowed? I made a face at nothing in particular. Why wouldn't I be allowed in my fiance's bedroom? So, I twist the knob. I close the door slowly behind me and try to see in the darkness, the only light coming out from under the bathroom door.

Now, what should I do? Give him a massage? Maybe do something a bit more? Offer my... my virginity? You'd think it would feel weird thinking about letting a man almost a decade older than me do that to me, but it isn't. Maybe I'm falling for his cool nature.

So, I slip out of my pants and shirt. Then pick up Link's dress shirt and pull it on, leaving it unbuttoned. This is how the girls in those shows dress when they want to look sexy, right? Gods, I'm so nervous. I hop up on the bed and ruffle my hair a little. `

Then the bathroom door opened, the light allowing me to see the whole room. Link steps out in just a towel and I barely keep in a gasp at his nakedness. Luckily, he hasn't noticed me. I watch as Link makes his way over to his dresser, toweling his hair dry and dropping the towel around his waist to pull on a pair of undershorts. I bit my lip because I've never seen him without clothes. He has the body of a freaking god. All muscle, but not to the extent that it is gross. When does he work out?

Link slips some pajama pants on before picking up his clothes from the floor and then seems to be looking for something. I realize he is probably trying to find his shirt, which I currently have on. He straightens up and sighs, obviously having given up. Then he looks over to the bed, finally seeing me.

"Sheik?" I gulp.

"H-Hi, Link." He rubs at his face and then runs his fingers through his hair.

Fierce blue eyes lock on mine. "What are you doing in here?"

"I thought since you seem stressed that I could... help." I bite my lip at his intense gaze.

He walks over and stands at the end of the bed. "And how would you help me?"

My heart is beating erratically, but I won't back down. I'm going to marry this man, so one day I will have to allow him to take my body. Why not now. "I... I'm yours, so I just thought that maybe you would want to..."

"Do you want to have sex with me, Sheik?" I gasp as he climbs up on the bed until he is sitting right in front of me.

"I-If you want." My skin tingles as Link lightly runs his fingertips over my shoulders to push the shirt off my body, tossing it to the floor. I can feel butterflies in my stomach as he leans forward to trail his lips across my collarbone.

"But do you want it?" The hair at the nape of my neck is on end as he gently pushes me down into the bed.

A gasp leaves my throat as he leaves butterfly kisses down my torso. "Are you willing to give yourself to me right now?"

"Y-Yes," I don't realize it, but I'm shaking as he climbs back over me. Fearful of what will happen. Then Link places a kiss on my cheek before picking me up and climbing off the bed. He rolls down the covers, then sets me in the bed. Soon, climbing in to lay next to me.

Link situates me in the crook of his arm and I curl up in his embrace as he pulls the blanket up over us. "Go to sleep, Sheik."

"Okay..." And then I am gone from the world of consciousness.

I scrunch up and turn away from the light suddenly hitting me in the face. Can't I sleep just a little more. Running water reaches my ears and I sit up lazily. My heart stops when I realize that I slept in Link's bed. Probably with him. Then I remember last night. Gods, I must have looked like a fool to him.

Speak of the devil and he shall come.

Link is standing in the doorway and I take a moment to drink in the sight before me. No shirt, pajama pants hung low on his hips, revealing all that skin to my hungry eyes. And I thought he looked like a god before.

"I made breakfast. Strawberry pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon." I yawn and, when I can finally see again, there is a soft smile on Link's lips. "Nice hair. Sleep well?"

My hand goes to my head and I groan as I feel the matted mess that I will have to brush out. I shrug and yawn again. "So what if I did. It was awfully warm and snugly."

"Cute." My eyes widen as Link turns to head back into the kitchen. Did he just call me cute?

Fifteen minutes later, I'm seated at the table and my mouth is full of strawberry deliciousness. It took most of that time to brush my hair and the rest was spent convincing Link to let me wear one of his shirts today. They smell just like him. I wonder if he will let me sleep in his bed from now on. Best sleep I have ever gotten.

"How are you liking your breakfast?" I glance up, another bite halfway to my mouth.

"It's really good. Thank you." I pause to think and then throw caution to the wind. "Why are you still here?"

Link looks as surprised to hear that as I was to say it. "I decided to stay home today and spend time with you. Is there something wrong with that?"

I was going to say no, but... word vomit happens. "Well, seeing as you think work is more important than I am, I'm a bit confused as to why you would choose to stay home."

He appears cool and collected as always. It only makes my mood worse. "Why would you think that way?"

"Maybe because it is true." I huff and cross my arms over my chest. "You asked me to move in with you, to marry you, and yet you never talk to me. Or offer to spend time with me. You don't even touch me! It's like you're afraid of being near me! How am I supposed to live like this?! I'm always alone!"

Tears caught at the corners of my eyes and I shook. Whether it was because I was angry or upset, I didn't know. "Why am I even here?!"

"Because I love you." I gasp as Link takes me into his arms.

Suddenly, my anger is back and I find that the best way to relieve it is to pound my hands on Link's chest. "Why?! How could you-"

My voice is muffled as Link's lips meet mine. When he pulls away, I get a look at bright blue eyes filled with so many emotions. "I didn't know you felt so lonely, Sheik. I'm truly sorry. I can take a break from work if you want to spend some time together."

I nod and Link holds me as I cry my frustration away.

Bye!

~Shorty