-Chap 2-

[Link strolled along a crowded street on a warm sunny day. Pigeons were swooping down the fountain in front of Link as the children were playing.

- Wow! Aren't you the legendary hero?

A little girl held on to the swordsman's hand, eyes glittering. Link felt his heart throbbing every second went by…

- It's really assuring having you here – her two pigtails dwindled.

Bong… bong… The sound of the church bell rang… Everything on the street came to a standstill.

Link turned around. A giant wave came crashing into the city…]

Time threw up in the bathroom, even though it was still early in the morning and he hadn't had anything in his stomach yet. The awakening of his identity as the Hero of Time still made him feel unease. Many nights had he dreamed of war, heaps and heaps of dead bodies and the tower of Hyrule burning bright in the night. Recently he had dreamed of a flood. Time thought that it was just an illusion he created in his dream at first; but now things were cleared. It was the flood that plunged the entire land of Hyrule, the land he risked his life to protect, into the deep a thousand years ago.

Time remembered that he had to wandered around for two hundred years, torn between the realm of life and death before he could step into heaven all because of his great torment. He thought of the child standing in front of the hero's statue with the sword pointed skyward. Time did not deserve such respect… he was nothing but a failure of a hero, a man who could not even keep his only promise.

The ghost of the past had come back to haunt Time's poor, wretched heart.

Twi found himseld lacking of focus when the person standing on the lectern was not Time. This was not the first time the head professor was absent. Nevertheless, it was quite unusual for someone as meticulous as him. Twi decided to drop by Time's house after class.

When the bicycle wheels were turning on the familiar paved road, Twi tried hard to think of what had prevented Time from giving his lectures. A few days ago he had looked quite pale, but he avoided the questions from Twi. Although they both carried the same name, even the same hundred-year blood line, each Link still kept a personal space of their own – something that made them entirely different souls, despite of their common wills. Furthermore, the way the world had carved them out was also unlike each other. Twi had been told about Time's world – a land torn between the war of the Gerudo and the Hylian. So many soldiers had fallen that you could feel their souls everywhere you set foot on – the souls of those who had yet to realize that they were dead.

Twi suddenly recalled the first time he met Time when he was still in his world. When it happened Time was already dead, but the will to fight inside his chest still burned strongly. It was as if that person was born to step into the battlefield, leaving behind his childhood to hold his sword high.

[- Because the Hero of Time has to go back to his ace, there was no one to protect our land. In the end it was drowned… - Wind said with a somber note.]

Twi jolted out of his stream of thoughts when he was standing in front of Time's house. His house was located in the suburbs where the atmosphere was quiet and not as lively as downtown. The road to his house was covered with the green of the lemon tree's foliage, making it looked like a picture out of a fairy tale. Time created his living space in a way that was not only peaceful but also elegant. Twi just wandered like he was being lured into a wonderland, not realizing that he had already press the door bell but nobody came.

- TIME!

Twi was almost terrified when he swooped down next to Time who was bleeding in the kitchen. When Time was still surprised not knowing how could Twi get here, Twi had quickly found the first aid box. He immediately disinfected the wound and bandaged Time's bleeding wrist.

- Do you feel alright? Why would you be so careless to…

Twi went silent when he realized that the wound on Time's wrist could not be caused by carelessness. The cut was deep, although nothing was near vital part but obviously they had been made to inflict prolonged pain. He was terrified – what had made Time ever thought of hurting himself? He had never showed to be a pessimist…

- What is it Time…

- Forget it. You saw nothing.

- I won't stop asking until you get it in your head that I'm not going to let this through.

Time smiled faintly. He held his hand in front of his forehead, as if the guilt was slowly taking over him.

- I have lived pretending that I didn't know. – Time sighed – I was given a blessing that shouldn't have been given to me. I don't deserve to be the hero they praised. I failed.

- I don't get it, Time…? We've gone through it already…

- But I don't, Twi. I can not stop asking myself "Why was I not there for them?"

[- If only our hero was there… - Twi heard Wind muttered under his/her breath.]

- That was not…

- My fault? I've sworn, Twi, sworn that I would protect them. At least I'm not shitty enough to deny that…

Twi did not know how to answer. No matter what he said, this was not something that he could judge freely. But he could not give in, neither. He wanted to understand the space that Time kept for himself and thus never been spoke to anyone.

- Time, what can I do to help you let go of it…

Time went silent. His eyes coldly glided over him. Twi felt like the person in front of him was fading into the ghost of himself, into the long-time-ago death .

- No… Time… you shouldn't have thought so. – Twi trembled when he realized the malice in Time's eyes. – Your "death" could not possibly change anything! There are dozens of guy out there who come to death to hide their own pathetic self, but you are different, Time…

- I was nothing more than pathetic from the start, Twi,

Twi swung his fist into Time's face when his brain lost control. He dodged Twi's blow, striking into his stomach. But Twi did not give up – he came at him with all his might, so quick that Time could not stop his hands from being pinned onto the floor. Time struggled, but he suddenly felt something sharp hitting his shoulder.

- Stop moving, or the needle will break. You don't want to turn me into a killer now, would you?

Then Twi let Time go. He lay there on the ground, not being able to lift even a finger.

- 10cc of Curare (a muscle relaxant drug), enough to knock down an elephant for half an hour. That's what you've taught me. It was you who made me want to become someone like you, Time. And now you step onto everything that I've ever respect about you without any mercy.

Time panicked when he saw Twi's eyes changed its color – the usual green of his eyes had turned into the raging color of an incoming storm. Twi lowered himself on Time, letting his eyes pierced through the soul of the person beneath, as fingers slowly undressed every piece of clothing on Time's body. Time felt like a doll, a helpless figure from what the other man was doing to his body.

- You think you know what it's like to helpless, Time? You think you have the right to die, to be pathetic, to rot? I won't allow it, Time. You have given me no choice.

Twi let his tongue slide across the lower man's nipple. It was no need for the body of a man to have such a sensitive part; yet it was still an evidence of evolution. Like it was to show that there was still somewhere weak and vulnerable inside a man. Twi's hands touched Time's body all over to feel every single motion that over 650 groups of muscle in the human body could convey. He kissed Time's inner thigh, licking and sucking until the white flesh were red and swollen. Then Twi quickly got a hold of Time's sensitive part, soothing the arousal that was just ignited.

- Why… do this. - Time pulled hard when Twi pressed into the head of his cock.

- Only in human does it exist the act of the deep kissing. In their subconscious mind, humans think that touching the most vulnerable places will give them a deeper insight of their opponents…

Twi muttered the words that Time had said in his lecture. Maybe he was doing it so that he could concentrate, or he was just trying to ignore Time's breathless moans. He had to do this. Not because of his own desire, even though Twi knew that he could never escape it. But this is something he had to do.

- Because you'll have to remember it, Time. That every time you ever thought about things like death or giving up on yourself, Time, I will come here and stripped off all those thoughts with these two hands. You feel disgust, you feel hatred? Well that's fine, because now you'll have a reason to keep on living.

Twi inserted his fingers into Time. Time's pupil dilated when Twi pressed there. The prostate gland, located approximately 3cm from the entrance, is where a man can feel pleasure even if his penis is not stimulated. They can even come from being touch there. Time panted, his forehead oozing with sweats and came into Time's hand.

- Stop… please… - Time begged.

- Getting tired already? - Twi lifted Time up and flipped him over - We haven't even started yet.

Time felt his hip being lifted up, Twi's two fingers pressing into his inside again. Twi used his cum as lubricant, making it easier for him to move inside. But the stickiness between his legs made Time felt sick. He felt like he was nothing more than a whore sticking his ass up for other people to play with, letting his lust and desire took control. What's worse was that he did not want Twi to see him in this state…

The Twi that he held so dear.

Time started to cry, feeling ashamed of himself. He wondered whether Twi knew what he was thinking or not as he continuously planted small kisses on Time's neck. Just like that, he had made him moaned and whimpered for countless times until morning, when Time passed out in his arm.

Twi did not sleep. He made the bed, put Time who was already washed and cleaned on it and tucked him in carefully. He stepped out of his room and quietly closed the door.

Twi walked home. He did not remember that he had ridden to Time's place. All he felt was a deep hole inside his chest.