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A Man's Duty	By : galassia Category: Zelda > General Views: 5314 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with Nintendo in any way. All non original characters belong to Nintendo and not to me. All parts of the story that are in the game Ocarina of Time belong to Nintendo. I make no money nor do I get any monetary like gain from the story.

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Special Note: Some liberties have been taken with the original storyline. In this story Sheik is his own person and not Zelda. I do realize that Sheik in game canon is actually Zelda and I have no problem with that canon. However, for this story Sheik is a man and his own person. It includes or will include sexual themes between two men, cross-dressing, death, violence, angst and possibly more. If either the themes of this story or the fact that Sheik is not Zelda and a man bothers you, don't read it. You've been warned and I really don't care if you get pissed off for reading something you don't like and were warned about in the first place.

"Nice t'see you this mornin', Sheia." Granny, the old potions lady said, "How's yer mum?"

"She is well. I need to stock up on potions." Sheik smiled at the old woman, his crimson eyes bright. For two years now, he’d been acting the part of his sister. It pained him, but the bright smile his mother held for 'Sheia' each morning softened the blow even as it tore his heart a bit more.

He had taken to wearing armor at most times, the villagers seeing it as a young girl buckling down into her role in honor of her lost brother. In fact, Sheik wore the armor because with it the breasts, made from magic he controlled with the help of Impa, did not bounce. On the rare occasion that he wore normal attire, he felt awkward with at feeling of bouncing breasts beneath his clothing. For the most part he used no magic on his nether regions, preferring to keep his masculinity. But, in the event of needing to see a healer, he would bite his pride and do so.

"Ah. Good, good. Well let’s get you stocked up then, eh?" The old crone, Granny, said with a twinkle in her eye. She hummed softly as Sheik placed a load of empty bottles on the counter. "Well well. You really <i>are</i> stocking up aren’t ya, lass?"

Sheik laughed and gave a slight nod. He pushed his sandy hair out of his face; it had grown long, reaching half way down his back in the time since his sister's death. He hadn't the heart to cut it and knew his sister’s spirit, for whatever reason, preferred it long. "I'll be leaving the village soon, can't be too careful."

"Aye can't be too careful. You be sure t'come back and visit. Get yer potions refilled, y'hear me?” She said filling up the last of the bottles, placing the cork back at its top.

"I will. No need to worry about that." Sheik handed the woman a pile of rupees and stuffed the bottles into a small bag that appeared only able to carry one. He smiled at the bag, running his fingers over it. The bag was his sisters, enchanted to hold anything that would fit through the mouth, and massive amounts of it. She had often made jokes about it, and her spirit continued to. "Be safe. I will come for more potions soon I'm sure."

"Aye, you be safe too missy. Tell yer mum I said hello."

"I will. Thanks." Sheik said with a bit of a wave as he walked from the shop. He heaved a soft sigh and stretched, waving as merrily as he could muster to the villagers who greeted him--to be more correct, who greeted Sheia. He tied his sister’s bag to a belt at his thigh and made his way to Impa's home. Not long after he had woken, he was informed that he was being summoned and to pack his things.

He stopped at the door and knocked, lowering his head dutifully as Impa appeared at the door, arms crossed over her chest firmly. "Please enter, Sheia." She said just as firmly.

Sheik gave a slight bow to the silver-haired woman. "Yes, Lady Impa," he said quietly raising himself up as he entered her home. He was silent as Impa took him to the middle of her large meeting room, she bent down over a small fire pit and pulled a rock away, exposing a small trapdoor.

"Enter Sheia. I will stay here. Knock when you are allowed to leave." Impa said with a smile.

Sheik nodded and climbed down into the trap door, he squinted his eyes slightly as the light from above went died away. His feet touched the solid rock surface of the ground and he walked through a small path cut into the living rock. When he reached the end of the path he bowed deeply. Before him, was a small cave like chamber, lavishly decorated. In the corner of the chamber on a simple throne sat Zelda, Princess of Hyrule.

There was a soft giggle followed by a shuffling sound and footsteps. As Sheik's eyes stared at the ground below him, small feet covered in golden cloth slippers appeared before him. "She... wait a moment." He heard before there was a bright blue light and the room around him was sealed. "There we go. Now, Sheik, please stand up."

"Yes, Princess." Sheik said softly, standing up straight. He smiled warmly at the young woman before him. She was a an inch or so shorter than himself and very willowy, her corn silk hair draped around her frame to her waist. She was certainly regal in appearance and the warm smile that graced the soft contours of her lips was proof of her kindness.

"Sheik, you have been one of my only friends for the past seven years. Please stop with the Princess act?" The princess said as her warm smile morphed into a friendly teasing grin.

"Of course." Sheik said with a bit of a chuckle.

"Good." Zelda smiled and walked to sit down in a cushioned chair. She leaned over slightly and placed her hand on the seat of a chair next to her, patting it lightly, "Please. Come sit with me."

"Alright." Sheik said almost uncomfortably, he sometimes found it very hard to speak to the Princess of Hyrule with less than formal speech, usually when they met in here. He laughed silently to himself, he thought he should be used to it by now, seven years of Zelda telling him to treat her like any other person, yet at times he wasn't.

Sheik sat down in the chair and turned towards Zelda, "I suppose, I'm going to be leaving today. Right?"

Zelda gave a bit of a sigh and nodded slightly, "Yes, although you will be able to come back if you have the time." She smiled, "I hope you will. It gets rather lonely with only Impa to speak to. Not that I do not enjoy her company, mind. But one does like to have other company as well."

Sheik laughed and patted Zelda's hand lightly, "I will come back as often as I can then." In truth, Zelda was his only true friend. She was the only one who spoke to him as Sheik rather than Sheia. On the rare occasions she allowed herself to leave her place of hiding, in disguise of course, they talked for hours about everything and nothing while bathing in the sun.

Sheik frowned a bit, "I have a question that has been bothering me."

Zelda tilted her head a bit, "What is it, Sheik? What troubles you?"

"What am I to do if I have to be in the village with the Hero? I will be myself to him but the villagers will speak to me as Sheia."

Zelda smiled faintly and nodded. "Do not worry your pretty little head about that." She said with a grin, getting a mock glare from Sheik in return, she laughed. "Impa will speak to the villagers. If you return to the village with anyone in tow, they are to act as if they know nothing of you."

Sheik gave a sigh of relief, "That's good to hear."

Zelda laughed softly and leaned back comfortably into her chair. "I've made you something," she said with a smile.

"You made me something?" Sheik asked curiously, a sandy eyebrow rising to show his interest.

Zelda laughed a bit more and nodded, "Yes. Do not act so surprised. But this is for your mission, new armor and a few accessories." She leaned over and pulled up a small brown package, handing it to Sheik.

Sheik took the package lightly and opened it carefully. He smiled softly as he looked over the items inside. The armor was a thick, springy material that appeared as though it would meld to his form, giving free range of movement.

He ran his fingers over the almost silky armor, a smirk spreading on his lips at its color, shades of blue, his favorite. There was also a white cowl in the package, what appeared to be the front of it emblazoned with the Sheikah mark, the Eye of Truth. Various wrappings, a couple of utility belts, a turban cloth, a pair of boots, and a midnight blue cloak finished the contents of the package.

He very carefully placed the package on the floor and moved to stand. He leaned down to Zelda, giving her a tight hug. "Thank you, my friend. The armor is wonderful."

Zelda gave Sheik a hug in return, patting his back lightly, "You are welcome. Impa has a present for you as well."

Sheik leaned back and sat down once again, raising and eyebrow, "Lady Impa? Giving presents?"

Zelda laughed, "Yes. You have reason to act surprised this time." She grinned and picked up a few more packages handing them over to Sheik.

"I think she went a bit over board with the gifts." Sheik said with a laugh as he opened them each. They were filled with a variety of weapons: daggers, throwing knives, large needles, and the like. He smiled and ran his fingers over the weapons.

"They're lovely... truly... but where does she expect me to keep them all?"

"In your armor and your wrappings. Trust me, you will be able to hold them all on your person." Zelda smiled and stretched. "You need to dress and ready yourself to leave. The sage will not allow the Hero to awaken if his Guide is not there."

Sheik nodded, standing up, and took the packages in his arms. He walked to the back of the cavern like room and ducked into a small chamber used as a bathing area. He shed himself of his clothing and slipped himself into the new armor.

Peering distastefully at all the wrappings he grinned and flicks his hand, using his magic the wrappings snake themselves around his chest, forearms, and fingertips. He grinned again as he slid his cowl into place hiding the majority of his long sandy hair under it.

Grabbing the turban cloth, he quickly wrapped it about his head before donning his boots and sliding his cloak about his shoulders. He clicked each utility belt into place at his hips and gingerly attached his sister’s pouch to one. He laughed a bit in surprise as he began to don the weapons, grinning as he did indeed find a place to hold each weapon.

Finally he stepped back out into the larger chamber and moved to stand before Zelda who smiled up at him sadly. "You are ready to go it would seem," she said softly.

Sheik nodded slowly and leaned down to place a friendly kiss on the top of Zelda's head, "Yes, I'm ready. I'll visit you as often as I can, my friend."

Zelda nodded slowly, a soft smile playing on her lips, and placed a hand to Sheik's cheek. "I know. Now take care of the Hero and take care of yourself," she said with a slight sniffle, her hand flicking to dispel the blue barrier around the chambers.

"I will." Sheik said as he bowed slightly before turning and making his way once again through the small path and back to the ladder leading up to the trap door. When he reached the top, he knocked against the wooden door and lifted himself out when the trapdoor slid open.

Impa gave him a smile and an appraising look as she stood with crossed arms. "You will do well." She stated with a curt nod.

Sheik smiled faintly under his cowl. He thought he might like this, having his face hidden by hair and cloth. It made him harder to read and harder to recognize. He gave a slight bow to Impa, "Thank you, Lady Impa. Thank you also for the gifts."

Impa gave a nod, "You're welcome, Sheia. Now off with you."

Sheik nodded and stood up from his bow. He turned away from Impa and made his way to the door of her home. Opening the door he looked back over his shoulder, smiling at the silver haired woman and the trapdoor at her feet before stepping out and closing the door behind him.
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