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Summary: Review to chapter 1.

Writing Style: Review to chapter 1.

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Chapter 3. The Hero's Pain


Link stepped back, his hands shaking at his sides, blue eyes wide as he stared at the Sheikah before him. His mind was reeling and his brain was on the fritz. He didn’t know how Sheik had just appeared like that... or when. He would have seen him, wouldn’t have he? Or maybe heard him.

He took another step back, his heel sliding to the edge of the bridge, a piece of wood breaking off and floating into the boiling pit below. It exploded on contact, fire sizzling around it. Link swallowed hard, his throat parched from the heat at the shock he was paralyzed into. He still didn’t know how he had uttered Sheik’s name.

Sheik took note of how close Link was to falling, his eyes darting to the Kokiri’s feet and back to the blue eyes he had fallen in love with. He lifted his harp to his shoulder, watching as the Hero was ready to take another step back.

“Link wait...”

He stopped, the toe of his boot just swaying on the edge of the bridge, keeping him from plummeting to his fiery grave. Cautiously, Sheik took a step forward, placing his harp down and holding out a hand. He watched as Link’s eyes darted to the tanned appendage and back up again to look him in the eyes.

“Take my hand,” Sheik said, his voice calm yet demanding.

Link didn’t move.

“If you take another step, Link,” Sheik warned, moving another step closer, “you’ll fall into the crater.”

Link’s mind finally snapped back to reality. He looked down at the hand and held his gaze their, glaring at it. Why did Sheik care? It’s not like he cared seven years ago. Link slowly looked up at the Sheikah, eyes boring into those crimson pools he couldn’t help but get lost in. No, not this time. This time, he would set things right, tell Sheik what he wanted to tell him and get it over with.

He took a step forward, toward the calm Sheikah... and stopped.

“Why.”

“Link,” Sheik whispered, confused.

“You remember... don’t you,” Link whispered, lowering his eyes.

Sheik looked away.

“You saved me,” Link whispered, making Sheik look up to see the small sad smile on the Kokiri’s older face. “Seven years ago... you saved me. You took me into your home and gave me food... but you also took something from me.”

Link turned his eyes toward the Sheikah, hatred and anger burning within his blue eyes, making them dark and shadowed. Sheik stepped back, fearing the look that was deep within the Kokiri’s burning gave. He suddenly felt much hotter than he had since he had entered the crater.

“I still remember that day, Sheik,” Link said, his voice hollow and very bitter. “I can still feel you within me... and it sickens me.”

“Link,” Sheik whispered, his eyes clouding sadly, extending a hand to the Hero. “I... I didn’t mean to... I only wanted...”

“Save it,” Link hissed, stepping forward again as the crater rocked and boiled around them. “I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses.”

“Please, Link, you need to understand...”

“Understand what?” Link asked frantically, the tears dripping away down his face. “I thought you were someone different, someone special. I thought I could trust you.... and I gave myself to you.”

Sheik stepped forward, gripping the Hero’s upper arm in a tight yet sensitive embrace. His ruby eyes, for the first time, were afraid to see the Hero in such a state as he was. Link’s tears hurt him more than the past did. He didn’t want to see the Hylian-Kokiri crying over him.

Link twisted from the hold, pulling his arm away and glaring at the Sheikah, his body shaking fully. He shook his head, the tears spitting from his eyes and sizzling away in the heat of the crater. He bit his lower lip to keep from crying out loudly like he had seven years ago.

“On that day... seven years ago,” Link whispered, his voice shaky, “I felt something different... and I felt something for you. But that night... when you were hurting me... you slapped me.”

Link’s eyes went wide at the memory, his hand going to the cheek that Sheik had slapped while they were running through the house. He bit down on his lip harder and whimpered, closing his crystalline blue orbs as the tears flowed more freely down his pale face. He hugged himself, backing away again.

“I cried so much that night,” Link finished before his voice cracked away to sobbing.

Sheik said nothing. His eyes flowed with sadness as he watched Link rub his cheek as if the hand mark was still present. He lifted the hand he had slapped Link with to his face, looking at it like it was poisonous. His heart wrenched and he felt pain. He wanted to ouch him again, to tell him it was going to be okay... tell him why he did it, why he forced him away so roughly.

He had to make it okay again.

Sheik reached out, his fingers numb and shaky as he placed his hand over Link’s their fingers sliding together slowly. He watched as the blue orbs of the Hero opened slowly and freeze on his flaming ruby ones. He took a step forward, pulling Link’s hand away and gliding their fingers tighter together into a soft hold. Sheik’s other hand moved to Link’s waist, resting softly on the small curve.

“Link...” Sheik whispered. “I know what I did in the past... hurt you. It hurt me as well... but you do not know why I did it.”

“I think I do,” Link muttered, his voice hollow.

The Hero’s hand moved to the white material covering Sheik’s mouth, pulling it away slowly and staring at the beauty before him. Young childish Sheik was beautiful, but adult Sheik was gorgeous. His perfect, unblemished tanned skin, his heated ruby eyes and perfect sandy lips made Link feel weak and numb.

Sheik swallowed, or at least tried to swallow. His throat was very dry and raspy, his tongue felt like sandpaper to the roof of his mouth. He moved closer, Link’s soft pink lips barely an inch from his own. He felt the wash of a deep breath rinse over his body and flow through his blonde tresses. His heart thundered in his chest as he ghosted his lips across that of the Hero’s.

“Please, forgive me...” was all Sheik whispered before his mouth enclosed Link’s, demanding yet soft.

He slid his right left arm around Link’s waist and pulled the Hero closer, their hands gripping tighter as their kiss depend and heat far hotter than the volcano crater seared around them, flushing their skin red with the lost passion.

Link moved his tongue out and ran it along Sheik’s baser lip, his eyes fluttering closed as he felt the warm canvas open to him. His tongue darted into the warmth offered to him, Sheik’s own tongue playing along with Link’s as the two appendages engorged in their own fun.

Link pulled away, gasping for air, his chest feeling tight. He opened his eyes to look at the Sheikah before him, just as breathless and just as flushed. His eyes moved down to their intertwined fingers and he blushed softly; yet his heart still felt heavy.

“Link,” Sheik whispered, pulling the Hylian-Kokiri’s attention back to him.

Slowly they released each others hand.

“We need to talk about this later,” Link said, looking passed Sheik to the temple entrance.

Sheik nodded.

“I have a dragon to slay.”

“I will wait for you at Zora’s Domain,” Sheik whispered, running his fingers across the pale of Link’s cheek.

His hand glided down and rubbed across the soft lips he had just kissed, his eyes watching as the pad of his thumb played softly over the pink lip. His eyes widened in surprise as he watched Link’s lips kiss the pas of his thumb, the Hero’s soft blue eyes closed for the brief moment.

“Link I...”

The Hero wrapped his arms around Sheik’s neck, pulling himself closer to the slightly taller male and blew out a soft breath over the tanned face. His lips ghosted over the Sheikah’s drawing out a low sigh from the taller male.

“Don’t say anything,” Link whispered, moving his mouth closer still. “Just kiss me again.”

Without a second word, Link closed their gap and pressed his lips full onto Sheik’s drawing out a moan from himself. He tightened his embrace around the Kakarito-males neck and slid his tongue along Sheik’s soft bottom lip.

Sheik moaned, wrapping his arms swiftly around Link’s waist and pulling him closer, deepening their soft kiss to a more demanding one. He pried open the Hero’s mouth with his tongue and let the appendage dart within the hot canvas, mapping it out in his mind. His groin felt tight and he groaned against the strain in his tight blue pants. He could feel Link’s own erect penis digging into his thigh, making him even become father aroused.

Their heated kiss broke apart momentarily before they consumed one another’s mouths a third time, tongue dancing together. Link splayed his fingers in Sheik’s sandy hair, pulling the wanting mouth even harder down onto his lips. Their bodies tightened farther, Sheik’s hands moving unconsciously to the front of Link’s white slacks. His hand dug within the white material and he gripped the quivering erection in his tanned digits.

“Ahem...”

Both men froze, pulling their mouths apart. Sheik snapped his hand back from within Link’s slacks, his hand slightly shimmering from the precum that Hero had been secreting. They looked up at the fairy that had broken their trance and blushed, remembering she had seen the entire event unfold.

“If you haven’t forgotten,” Navi said, her voice stern yet soft, “we still need you to teach us the new song so we can defeat Volvagia and save the Gorons’.”

“Oh... right,” Sheik said, blushing even brighter. “How could have I forgotten.”

“I know how,” Link muttered, his body quivering as his erection strained against his pants. ‘Dammit, Navi.’

Sheik walked back to his harp and picked it up in shaky hands, noticing the glittering wetness on his hand. He quickly wiped it away and lifted his harp into his hands. Link had already pulled out his ocarina, face flushed red and breath still short and wispy.

“Well...” Navi said, watching the two stare at one another.

“Right,” Sheik said, snapping out of his daze.

He let his fingers run along the length of the silver cords, plucking each on individually. He watched as Link placed the ocarina to his mouth, eyes watching the Sheikah intently until his blue gaze fluttered closed and he played the song slowly. Sheik smiled and also closed his eyes as they played together slowly, the song coming to a soft end.

They both lowered their instruments, smiling softly to one another. Their eyes began to drown within the others, eyes still half-lidded from the recent events. Their bodies still ached to be touched and be touched by one another. Link took a step forward, but Sheik stepped back and flame erupted before the Sheikah.

Gasping, the Hero stumbled back as Sheik disappeared from view behind the wall of flame. He didn’t object to Sheik leaving, but he didn’t expect the Sheikah to be completely silent to him as well. He stood up slowly, brushing down his white pants and walking forward toward the temple.

Navi bobbed along beside him, her fluttering slow and deliberate. Link watched her from the corner of his eye, seeing the red tint that surrounded his fairy. He smirked, knowing she was still blushing from what she had seen and sighed.

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Sheik stood outside the entrance to the crater, staring up at the large mountain face. He could see the rising heat and the fiery ring that eloped before the very top of the bubbling volcano. He didn’t feel good leaving Link alone within the temple with the dragon, but he really had no choice. His only duty – as set up by his mother – was to aid Link and teach him the songs he needed to know, that was it.

‘I have a bad feeling,’ Sheik thought.

He turned his head to the right slightly, the giant Goron snoring loudly beside him. He frowned and looked back up at the large mountain face, the heat from within the volcano attacking his face and making him sweat. He sighed, running an arm across the top of his brow and looking into the open hole that lead down into the crater.

“I need to help him,” Sheik said aloud.

“You musssssssssst let him battle on hisssss own....”

Sheik turned to the Goron that now sat up, fully awake and looking down at the small Sheikah. He frowned at the Goron for interjecting his opinion on him. If he wanted to help Link, he would help Link. Though his head screamed for him not to, he turned to the Goron, listening intently to what else he had to say.

“He isssss the Hero of Time. He musssst learn to battle alone,” the large Goron said, more wisely than Sheik expected. “If he issss to become a Hero... he mussst fight alone.... like all Hero’ssss.”

Sheik looked back at the crater, the steam billowing out at him. The red ring seemed to be getting brighter and brighter. He turned his head down, staring at the ground below him. The Goron had been right. Link was destined to battle alone, and only alone. He had to learn from his defeats and his wins.

“Link,” Sheik whispered, the name dancing across his lips as he turned from the volcano, “be careful.”

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His sword clanged loudly, the creature that danced around him annoying the hell out of him. He had spoken to Daruna in Volvagia’s chamber, but other than that he had said nothing more. His Goron brother, as they called one another, feared for the lives of his people. Link would not allow the race of the Gorons to become nothing. He had made that a promise to Daruna and now to Daruna’s son.

The creature made a squeaking sound and ran away, it’s black body bobbing along. Link growled and ran after it, slicing at the air. He jumped forward, his sword plummeting deep within the little black creature. It froze and began to glow red, it’s body expanding.

“Link get back,” Navi cried.

The Hero pulled at his sword but it wouldn’t budge. He bit down on his bottom lip and pulled, one foot pushing against the creatures round body. He groaned as his sword pulled looks and he fell back just as the creature exploded, it’s body erupting and a giant mushroom cloud appearing before the Hero.

“Are you okay?” Navi asked, floating down to her friend.

Link rubbed his head. “Yea, I’m fine.”

He stood up, sheathing his sword and looking at the opposing door. He walked toward it, turning the handle and walking into another small chamber. Before him stood a box, the lock rusted and old. He broke it easily and took the small key from within that unlocked the door that would lead him to Volvagia. He stared at the master key for a moment before turning to leave the room.

“Your still thinking about earlier, aren’t you,” Navi said wisely.

Link sighed. “Yea.”

“I thought you were going to give him a piece of your mind?” Navi asked.

“I was... until he kissed me,” Link whispered.

“And?”

“And what...?”

“What did you feel when you kissed him?”

“I felt...” Link paused, blushing slightly. “Warm.”

Navi said nothing else. She floated to the door leading to Volvagia and waited for her friend to follow. His head was down and he watched the floor as he neared the door, thinking more to himself than anything. He really had felt warm when he had kissed Sheik. Very warm. Safe, even. But still, the memories of the past wouldn’t subside. He could still feel the sting from when Sheik had slapped him, he could still see the Sheikah’s burning red eyes glaring angrily at him. He could still see and feel it all... and it hurt.

He opened the door leading toward Volvagia and jumped across the platform he had dropped into the room only moments earlier. He stopped in front of the large iron door and placed the key in the lock, turning it with stiff hands. The chains dropped away, clanging to the ground and the door flew open, revealing darkness.

Link stepped through, stopping on the platform and looking down at the boiling pit below. Nothing but a rock pillar stood up from the centre of the room, everything else dark and surrounded by boiling lava. Small foot pillars surrounded the centre stand, but other than that the room was completely void of anything else.

Link jumped down onto the pillar nearest him and then onto the centre platform, looking around the darkness before him. He walked forward, taking cautious steps. Daruna was no where... and Volvagia hadn’t show her face. He was feeling worried... really worried.

The ground rumbled, the centre of the pillar bubbling as the small lava pit broiled. The heat exploded and out from within the darkness arose the beast, it’s long slender body boiling with flame. It’s long flaming mane draped it’s rock back, fire spiraling from within it’s skull mouth.

Volvagia circled the platform once, roaring loudly, the entire crater shaking from the loud screech the dragon emanated. It turned and dove with the centre pit again, it’s entire body disappearing under the thick platform.

Link stood rooted to the spot, the megaton hammer at his side. He held it in both hands and took a step back, watching the many scattered lava pits around him for the dragon. His eyes darted from one to the next, watching and waiting. One pit boiled and Link turned, the Dragon’s massive skull head appearing.

Volvagia whipped her long mane around, her skull head crashing onto the ground. She panted and Link took his chance, cracking the megaton hammer down on the large skull head. Volvagia roared and tossed her head once again, long flaming mane flying behind her. She slammed her head on the ground and looked dazed. Link swung again, smashing the hammer down on the cracking skull over and over.

Volvagia roared again and dove back within the pit below, disappearing under the platform a second time. Link swallowed, his hair matted to his face from sweating, his clothes clinging to his wet body. He licked his hot lips, moistening them as the pit farthest him went up in flames and Volvagia appeared once again, flying completely into the air.

She circled and roared sending a spray of hot flames at the Hero of time. Link gasped and jumped back, the flame singeing his cheek. He winced and his knees buckled from under him. He groaned at the hot pain, closing his eyes tightly. He could feel Volvagia’s long body nearing him as the heat of the volcano increased. His vision blurred and he panted for breath but only found soot.

“Navi... I can’t...” Link rasped, his voice thick and heavy. “Breathe.”

Navi floated down to him, watching as Volvagia flew over head slowly, the long snake like body burning with volcanic heat. The long dragon passed over head and roared, sending a wisp of flame into the air, heating the volcano’s centre even more. She arched and drilled into one of the pits below, disappearing from sight.

“Link, you must get up,” Navi said frantically, floating above him.

“I c-can’t,” Link gasped, trying to get a breath. “It’s to hard to breathe.”

“Please. Link,” Navi cried. “You need to get up.”

Link felt his hands shaking, his eyes watering from the immense heat. He stood onto shaking legs, the megaton hammer weighing him down. He ground his teeth together and heaved the heavy object into both of his hands, breathing in the thick air around him. He gulped it down and felt his lungs compress in protest, making him wince painfully.

The lava pits began to bubble all around him, spitting their heat everywhere. Link groaned, sweating even harder, droplets of salty sweat leaking from his forehead and brow. He felt his chest heave for another breath and coughed hard, his vision becoming even blurrier. He heard Volvagia let out another earth shaking roar and turned in time to watch the large beast swing her massive head.

He cried out as she struck him with one of her long pointed horns, the skin breaking and the long bone shattering his hand. He dropped the hammer from his grasp, the large weapon clattering to the ground and bouncing across the uneven surface. Link hit one of the lava pits hard, the lava within burning his chest before he rolled toward the edge of the platform.

“Navi,” Link whispered, feeling the world around him slowly dip away. “Help... me...”

“Link... please... wake up...”

The Hero groaned, one arm dangling over the edge as he opened his eyes blearily, the megaton hammer to far from his grasp. He sighed and rolled his head toward Volvagia, watching as the large dragon pierced it’s green eyes on him, smirking at him. Flame billowed from the dragon’s large mouth, spreading across it’s nose and drifting up into the flaming red mane.

Volvagia lifted from the lava pit, her long body curling around her slender serpent-like body. She dug her claws into the ground and raced toward him, head lowered and ready to throw him into the pit below. Link only watched, his body completely paralyzed and unable to move. He closed his eyes, ready to feel the searing heat consume him.

Volvagia roared in pain.

Link opened his eyes.

The dragon hissed, tossing her flaming head into the air and falling back into one of the lava pits. Link looked up slowly, his eyes moving across slender legs and moving higher to the rounded back and up farther to the clothed head. He narrowed his eyes against the waves of heat that disoriented his vision and gasped.

“Sheik...”

The Sheikah turned to the injured Hero, kneeling down and lifting him into his arms. He moved the wet bangs from Link’s face and pulled the white cloth from his mouth. Link lifted a hand weakly, touching Sheik’s soft cheek and smiling tiredly. He closed his eyes and leaned into the Sheikah’s chest, breathing in the minty scent.

“Thank you, Sheik,” Navi sighed.

“It’s not over yet,” Sheik informed, his guard still up. “Volvagia has only retreated for the moment. She will be back, and far more angry.”

“What do we do?” Navi asked, her voice high and worried. “Link’s been injured and he’s too weak to continue fighting.”

“Link, please wake up,” Sheik whispered, pressing his lips to the Hylian’s sweaty forehead. “You need to wake up, Link. You need to finish this.”

The volcano raged with fire. The lava below boiled and spit at them. The ground shook violently as Volvagia appeared near them, roaring loudly, flames exploding around the dragon’s body, making the interior of the volcano even hotter and the air thicker. She hissed, green eyes mere slits of rage as the crashed into a far wall and large boulders began to collapse onto the platform.

“We need to move,” Navi yelled over the loud rumbling.

“Link... get up... please,” Sheik yelled, holding the Hylian closer.

Volvagia roared again, snarling loudly and sending a wash of flame in the groups direction. Sheik pulled Link close to his body and jumped out of the way, landing heavily on the ground as a boulder crashed down behind him. He winced as a piece of broken rock struck his back, making him stumble forward. He held the megaton hammer closer to Link’s body as he wiped away blood that began to trickle from the Hylian’s hairline.

“Link, you need to wake up,” Sheik yelled as the rumbling got louder. “Please... for me.”

Volvagia turned and roared, landing heavily on the ground and rushing forward. Her eyes widened as she came upon them, rising above the two men and snarling at them, jaws open and ready to devour them. She came down upon them and fire exploded all around, the volcano erupting loudly. The lava boiled and rose into the air, spitting and burning the ground. A loud thundering crack broke across the loud crashing of lava and fire.

Volvagia roared.

The volcano spewed it’s last breath.

The dragon screeched loudly, swaying from side to side as she dipped inside on of the lava pits. The centre pit began to bubble, Volvagia appearing from within and letting out another ear-shattering shriek. She curling around herself and her body broke into flames, her loud anguished cries overcoming the rumbling lava. She twisted again and again, her body burning away into bone.

She finally stopped and the bones of the once living Volvagia came crashing to the ground, her large skull heat landing before Link. He stood, the hammer on the ground, a piece of Volvagia’s skull crushed beneath the large face of the weapon. He was panting heavily, his eyes half-lidded in exhaustion. His knees buckled and he collapsed onto the ground, Sheik grabbing him before he fell forward.

“Link...”

“Sheik... I’m okay,” he whispered, touching the Sheikah’s soft face. “Thank you... for saving me... again.”

Link closed his eyes, his body going limp in the one he loved arms. The hammer fell from his grasp and clattered onto the ground as the lava began to settle. Sheik felt the tears spilling down his cheeks as he pulled Link into his body, pressing a kiss to the lifeless lips. He ran a hand through the tousled blonde hair and bit down on his lower lip, a hand on the Hylian’s burnt cheek.

“Oh, Link,” Navi whispered.

“Don’t die on me, Link,” Sheik whispered. “Please, don’t die... I... I love you.”

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