Yet another weird story that will never be worked on again.

Enjoy!

"Sheik, you have a phone call! It's from the school!" I sighed and set my pencil down.

"Coming, Auntie!"

"What?!" My eyes threatened to bulge out of my head as the guy I promised to tutor came walking in the classroom.

Ms. Spirit cocked her head. "Is there a problem, Sheik?"

"How the hell is there not a problem, Ms. Spirit?!" I pointed at Link and could feel my face redden in anger. "This is the bastard that shoved me into the school swimming pool only a few weeks ago!"

Ms. Spirit shrugged sheepishly. "Well, it was a hot day..."

"I can't swim! And so I ended up with water in my lungs!" I picked up my bag and shifted it onto my shoulder. "I refuse to tutor him. Good bye."

"Wait..." A hand had grabbed the fabric on my shoulder and I shot a glare at Link. He cringed slightly. "I'm sorry. Okay? But I really need your help."

"Please, please, please. He won't pass my class if you don't help him, Sheik." Ms. Spirit sank to the ground, hands grasped together in front of her.

I scoffed. "What do I care?"

"You'll be stuck with him next year when he tries to make up an art credit." I debated this information for a moment.

"Fine. But I get free use of the art room supplies until I graduate."

Ms. Spirit jumped up. "Of course!"

"Let's begin with looking at what you already have done." I held my hand out and Link simply looked at it. I groaned. "You haven't even started."

He smiled awkwardly. "Nope."

"Gods, what have I gotten myself into."

Why did Ms. Spirit have to put everything we needed on the top shelf. I can barely reach it.

"You have a nice arse."

I froze. "What did you say?"

"Your arse is perfect."

My throat finally worked and I swallowed the spit that built up in my mouth. "And how does that pertain to your project?"

"I'd do better if you let me grab it." A loud smack sounded and I squealed.

"Did you-"

I tried to ignore the hand slipping into my back pocket while I controlled my temper. "Tight."

Gritting my teeth to keep from blowing my top, I worked the words out slowly. "Remove your hand or I swear I will remove something else."

"But it's a handful." His other hand made itself comfortable in my other pocket. "Handfuls."

"Enough." Link didn't see it coming as I slipped away from his hands and turned to kick him hard in the chest. "Do not fucking touch me, you gods-damned perverted, dumb fuck!"

"You have quite the mouth on you." He rubbed his chest as he got up from the floor. "And that kick was good."

I clenched my fists as he neared me. "That mouth good for anything else, hmm. I bet it is." He winked and then I was pressed against the closet door frame, his mouth covering mine and body pressed fully to my own.

Needless to say, I had Link on the ground before he could blink. "Who the hell do you think you are?!"

He grinned from his position. "Future boyfriend?"

My eyebrow twitched, but I saw opportunity. "Okay then. If you think that, finish your sketch by this Friday and I'll sleep with you."

Link's eyes widened insanely as he got up quickly. "Holy fuck! Really?"

"I doubt you will." I glared at the blank canvas. "That is why I am confident."

"You are so on."

"What did you do, Sheik?"

I paused in my drawing and looked up at Ms. Spirit. "What do you mean?"

"Link is working like a madman." She gave me a look and I shrugged.

"Just gave him a little incentive. Nothing too major."

"Care to let me in on what could make Mr. Lazy work like his life depended on it, hmm."

"Promised him a reward."

"What kind of reward?"

"Nothing bad." She rolled her eyes, so I smiled brightly. "Promise."

A nearby stool groaned as she dragged it across the floor and sat down. "Tell me. Now. Or I'll get Impa to get it from you."

Sighing, I set my pencil down. "I may have... promisedtosleepwithhim."

I said the last part so quickly that I'm sure Nabooru had to play it over in her head. And then her face went red as she hurriedly whispered in my ear. "Are you kidding me, Sheik?!"

"I'm not actually going to. Geez, you think I'm that stupid."

"Dammit, Sheik. When he finds out, he is going to stop trying."

"No, I have it all worked out. Don't worry." To be honest, I was scared Link would finish and I really had no idea what I was going to do.

(During this time skip would have been when Sheik started being okay with Link and stuff. Use your imagination, I guess.)

"Done. See, see." Like an excited child, Link shown me his completed sketch.

I gulped. "I do see." My heart hammered in my chest. What the fuck was I going to do? I'm screwed. Literally.

"When do I get my reward?" I could practically hear his imaginary tail wagging.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "T-This evening sound good."

A purr enveloped Link's voice. "Yes, definitely. I will be there. Uh... Where do you live?"

"This is my room."

"I like it. Screams you." A hand brushed my arm as Link shifted closer to me. "So, noticed your aunt is gone."

"Business trip this weekend."

"Nice." Within what could only be a second, Link had me pinned against the door. "That means I can have my reward now, right?"

"N-No!" Link looked beyond surprised at how quickly I had pushed him off. I bit my lip and swallowed nervously. "I mean... N-Not right now. Later."

"How much later?"

"I'll tell you when."

"I suppose it is time to go to sleep."

"And my reward?"

"You can have it now."

We made our way up to my bedroom and I instructed Link to sit on the bed. He smiled softly as I controlled my breathing. Gods, I hope this worked. I turned the light out and stepped over to the bed, my hands pressing to Link's chest.

"You want to do this with the lights out?"

It took concentration for me to focus on the task and not how Link was wrapping his arms around my waist and making me want to fling myself away. "That would be preferable."

"Someone's shy."

"Debatable." I lifted the blanket and touched his side with the end.

"Under the covers. You sure?"

"I'd much rather be under the covers."

"Okay." Soon after he crawled under, I curled into his side. "Uh, Sheik?"

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

"You wanted to sleep with me."

He groaned. "Holy shit. I was played."

I cuddled closer. "Sorry. I'm... That isn't something I've done. Forgive me?"

"Only if you promise to not trick me again."

"De-."

"And date me."

"I-" Sighing, I admit defeat. "Okay."

Link chuckled and pulled me closer, his head resting on top of mine. "Awesome."

And scene.

Bye!

~Shorty