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High School Links	By : LannaMisho Category: Zelda > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4675 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Zelda franchise/corporations/etc. as they belong primarily to Nintendo. I am also not making any sort of profit from this. The storyline, and other characters that are not part of the Zedla domain were made up by me.

Chapter List
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AN: Note: Sleep is necessary for proper brain function.
Warning: Mild assault, sexual assault, and homophobia...

It had been a month since school started, and everything was going great! Red was doing well in all his classes, Blue absolutely loved his lunches, and the two of them had slowly built up to hanging out everyday. Shadow's school year didn't seem to be going as well. Vio still hadn't forgiven him for not making contact with him, but the darker boy had been mumbling non-stop about some ingenious plan that was sure to win him over. He was as confident as ever.
Red hummed as he walked through the hallway. He was in such a good mood. Blue had invited him to sit with him at lunch that morning, and nothing could bring him down. At least that was what he thought until he bumped into someone. He stumbled back as the other turned on him.
"Hey! Watch where your going brat!" Red shyly muttered a frantic apology upon realizing it was Ganondorf, the senior football quarterback. The biggest bully in the school, with dark skin, red-orange hair, and quite intimidating. His green eyes narrowed angrily, clearly not pleased with his response. "What? You think you can just run into me and not apologies! Do you think you're better than me?" He grabbed Red's shoulder, and shoved him against the lockers, making his posse chuckle.
Red winced as his shoulder bashed against the hard metal, but quickly steadied himself. "N-No." He stuttered. "I said I was sorry." A small crowd had already gathered around the scene (1), but no one made a move to help him.
"Oh!" The senior snapped. "Now you're calling me a liar!" An 'ooh!' ran threw the crowd. Smirking at the reaction he pushed the boy again, knocking him backwards.
"No!" Red denied, looking almost confused, thankful the lockers kept him from falling down, even if it hurt. "I would never say that! I just meant that maybe you didn't hear me and-"
"Now you're insulting my hearing?" Some asshole in the crowd began chanting for a fight, and the others quickly joined in. Ganondorf grinned looking around at the encourager, then down at his tiny opponent. "Sorry kid." Red's heart skipped a beat; he looked anything but sorry. "You hear them. You picked a bad day to be you." He drew back his fist. Red threw his arms over his head uselessly, and fearfully awaited the blow.
It didn't come.
Instead he heard a blow, and Ganondorf let out a howl of pain. Hesitantly, Red lowered his arms, to see a blue clothed back before him. Blue stood between him and the bully protectively, his stance showing that he was fully prepared to finish the fight if necessary. Ganondorf was clutching right eye, half doubled over in pain. The crowed was quiet, surprised by the sudden turn of events.
Blue took advantage of the silence to address the attacker. "Don't pick fights on people smaller than you."
Ganondorf scowled, but he wasn't out just yet. He straightened up and rolled his shoulders. It was hard too tell with his sin, but his eye was already starting to swell. "You mean…" He corrected, "Don't pick on your girlfriend. Right?" Some of the crowd laughed.
Blue glared, ignoring the onlookers. "Red isn't a girl."
The redhead whistled. "You know that for sure? No wonder you two are always together." He smirked, looking between the two of them suggestively. "I always thought you were a bit... queer." The crowd was split between violent laughter, and Blue's loyal fans shouting angrily about such accusations.
Blue stepped forward, fists balled tightly. He was almost the same height as the senior, which was impressive. Red swallowed nervously, barely even hearing the words exchanged. He was more concerned with what would happen if that escalated into a fight. Blue was fast, but Ganondorf had more muscle, not to mention his followers were standing right there. If it came to blows...
"Blue, wait!" Red said, when Blue moved again. "Let's just go."
The older blond glanced over his shoulder at the pleading in his voice, and then looked back angrily. "He insulted y-us. Why should I let him get away with that?" The oldest scoffed.
"W-What will the couch say?" Red asked trying to think of something he'd be concerned about. "You're going to get in trouble if you fight."
"Yeah." Ganondorf sneered. "Listen to your girlfriend."
"That's it!" Blue snapped, going to hit him.
"Blue please!" Red yelled grabbing his arm.
He stopped, looking down at him. A quick look passes across his face, than he glared at Ganondorf. "You..." he said. "Are so lucky… Be thankful." He freed himself, and took Red's arm, pulling him down the hall.
"Thankful! Ha!" Ganondorf yelled. "Just run away! You and your girlfriend! I could eat you both for breakfast! Grrrr!" He glared around at the crowd, his voice fading as the two got further away. "What the hell are you staring at? Get the hell out of here!"
Blue frowned, not slowing until they were far enough away. "You should have just let me take him out." He said. "This is going to cause some kind of problem."
"I'm sorry..." Red muttered. He wasn't sorry Blue had stopped. Red would never forgive himself if he let Blue get hurt. He was sorry for causing the trouble in the first place.
Blue looked at him, then away. "Jeez. Don't apologies. It's not your fault. At least I don't think so."
"It-Oh no!" His face turned pale and he removed his backpack.
"What's wrong?" Blue asked, alarmed by Red sudden panic.
Red opened his backpack, and then closed it, close to tears. "I'm sorry Blue. I put your lunch in my bag this morning. The box must have broken when I was pushed against the lockers."
"He pushed you against the lockers?" Blue exclaimed, unconcerned about the food. "Are you ok?" He grabbed Reds shoulders lightly, not wanting to hurt him if he was injured, and looking him over quickly. "Did he do anything else?" He'd though he'd made it on time.
Red blushed at the concern, and examination. "I…I fine Blue. I'm stronger than you think. Don't worry about me."
Blue scoffed. "Clearly I need to worry about you. Look at the situation you just got yourself in!" He frowned when Red didn't answer. "Now tell me what else he did. I'm not going to start a fight now, I just walked out on one."
Red looked down, not wanting to talk about it anymore, but as long as he wasn't going to do something foolish… "He shoved me... twice. That's all, really."
"How?"
"Well... at first, he pushed my shoulder... because I wasn't facing him fully. The second time he pushed my chest." Blue told him to be more specific, so Red grabbed his hand and pressed them to his chest in demonstration, blushing as he did so. Blue's right palm rested right over his heart, and he wondered if the other could feel the way his pulse raced. "Here."
Blue eyes darkened. "He touched you here?" Red nodded, and Blue immediately stared back the way they came. "I will so end him!"
Red grabbed his arm with a laugh, having been expecting something like that. "Blue! It's so sweet that you're angry about this, but I don't want anything to happen to you." He let go and his smile faded. "Please don't go looking for trouble."
Blue flinched. "Jeez, don't make that face! …Fine. Fine! I wont do it, ok?"
Red looked up, looking unknowingly adorable. It was Blue's turn to blush.
"Promise?" He asked softy.
Blue swallowed. "I Promise."
…
"Shadow. Your grades are unacceptable. I don't know if you're having a hard time or just not trying... Shadow!"
The daydreaming boy barely blinked as the principle snapped at him. "Huh?" He muttered. "Oh-I'm trying. Really."
She huffed. "I have no choice but to assign you a tutor. You're lucky one young man has already volunteered a huge portion of his free time to help out anyone who needs it."
Shadow grinned, a sly look in his eyes. "Yes... aren't I lucky."
…
Red had joined Cooking Club the moment it had started and one thing was certain.
It was a lot more fun when every one in the room wasn't giving you a death glare.
Red pouted as he stirred together all the ingredients, and spooned them onto a tray. He didn't know what was going on, and no one would talk to him about it, so he was silently cooking. He'd ruined Blue's lunch, so he was making a batch of cookies to make up for it. He slid the tray into the oven, and set the timer.
As he did that, the club president approached him. Her eyes fluttered judgmentally over the supplies he'd used to cook. "Who are the cookies for Red?"
He blushed, and then shook his head. "They're a gift. Why?"
"Oh. No reason." She grabbed one of his shoulders, and made him look at her. "Red. You've been spending a whole lot of time with Blue, the basketball player." He eyes narrowed. "And with all those rumors going around that you and Blue are more than just friends, I have too-"
Red flushed, uncharacteristically angry. How dare someone say that about Blue! He did, kind of, wish it were true… But that wasn't the point! He wasn't about to let people make stuff up about Blue! "Well it's not true!" He said, loudly. "Who started this?"
She looked taken aback by his raised voice, and then smiled. The other girls looked quite relieved too. "It's a lie then. Good! I don't know who made it up, but it's all everyone's talking about." She placed her hands on her hips. "Glad I don't have to kick you out, Red. We would hate to lose such a good cook."
He pondered her words with very mixed feelings, until the cookies were done, then put them all in a nice little bag with a blue ribbon. "Bye!" He said to the others. "See you next time." They said goodbye like nothing had happened. Red left quickly and hurried to the gym. Club activity's lasted about as long as sports practice, so Red wanted to make sure he got there before Blue left. There weren't to many people in the halls, but those who were all gave him strange looks and whispered to their friends. Those rumors had spread to everyone. Red ignored them.
Practice was still going on when he reached the gym, so he waited in the locker room, not wanting to distract the team. He put his stuff down on a bench near Blue's locker, and sat down. His face turned a little hot as he looked away from the showers, which were right in front of him. Did Blue shower before or after he went home? He blushed even harder, and closed his eyes at the not quite innocent thought. 'Oh! I shouldn't think about it! I shouldn't think about it!'
After a few minutes, the door opened and his head snapped up excited. Three players walked in, but none of them were Blue. So they ignored each other. One started to change, complaining about the long practice. Blue was the only one that wore his uniform all day. He pulled on his clean shirt, before looking over at Red, who was still staring at the door. "Hey." He called. Red looked over. "You aren't supposed to be here."
Red jumped up. "Oh! I'm not? I'm sorry… I didn't know…"
The boy's eyes widened, and he grinned. "Don't worry about it. Aren't you that kid who's always sniffing around Blue?"
The other two looked over at him, while he blushed.
"Yeah..." A second boy muttered, tying his shoes. "That's the kid who always brings him lunch."
"The one who makes him stop practice just to talk to him." The third complained, doing nothing, clearly just waiting for the other two.
Red flushed. He hadn't made Blue do anything, but he supposed it was his fault. "I'm sorry." He apologized again.
The first boy nudged the third one in the ribs. "Well of course he'd stop it. After all, he needs to spend time with his lover." He dragged out the last word in a mocking tone, although his eyes racked over the freshman's body as he said so.
Red flushed, but not because he'd noticed. "Blue and I aren't like that!" He tried to argue. "He doesn't-!"
"You know, it's too bad you're a boy." The second one pointed out, interrupting him. "You're kind of cute."
The third one stepped closer, taking a good look at him. "Hmmm. I wonder if that's why Blue doesn't mind you." He smirked. "Or maybe it's some other reason. Got experience or something?"
The question flew right over Red's head, and he regarded the older with a clueless look. "Um...?"
"Hey!" The first one exclaimed, also advancing on him. "I've got an idea. Why don't you make me lunch too? I'll make sure to treat you nice."
"Yeah, yeah. Me too!" The second one agreed. "I want in!"
Red backed up when they got to close, bumping into the lockers, the back of his knees hitting the bench. He was becoming kind of nervous, and still had no clue what they were talking about. "I don't think so... s-sorry, but making four lunches every day would take a lot of time and ingredients and-"
The first one scoffed, reaching out and sliding a finger along his jaw. "Then lets skip the food part and go straight to the part where you make us feel good."
Red looked at them as their meaning dawn on him. He blushed so hard the tips of his pointed ears were scarlet. "Oh Farore! No, no, no, no, no! No! I don't- I'm not- I ca- N-N-N-No!"
With a scowl the first boy stepped even closer. "Why the hell not?" Red tried too flee to the side, but found both ways blocked by the other companions. "Well? Answer me." He suddenly seemed a little pissed.
Red shivered, his heart filling with terror as he looked up at the taller boy. He didn't know what to do in that situation. For the second time that day, he was in danger. "I... I-I-I... don't..." He felt his throat constricted, as he tried to come up with the right words.
"You don't what?" He glared. "Don't want too? Are we not good enough for you?" Red stared, once again confused. "Only want the 'star' of the team." His expression turned to an evil smirk, as he looked at his friends. "This kid thinks he's better than us... Why don't we teach him a lesson?"
The other two smirked back, and then each grabbed one of Red's wrists. "Not normally my type of thing." The third one muttered. "But why not?" He looked amused. The second looked excited.
The first looked hungry.
Red frantically looked at each of them, paling even more as he attempted to pull his arms free. "W-What are you-?"
The first one grabbed his chin, making him look up. "I like that look on your face. Now, now... don't fight. You don't want this lesson to get painful do you?" His free hand casually tugged down the zipped on Red's jacket.
"And don't bother yelling. This room is sound proof." The second one said, still wearing a smirk.
Regardless of the threat, Red began struggling against his captors. "L-Let me go! Please! I-I didn't mean to make you angry of anything! Ple-OW!" His eyes closed tight as the two holding his wrists, twisted them hard.
"You're just going to get hurt if you struggle." The first one reminded him with a sick smile. "So just sit still, and shut up." He began unbuttoning Red's shirt.
"No!" He yelled, horrified. "Let go!" He swung his leg out in a kick, but his attacker anticipated it, and caught him.
"Stop that! You're pissing me off…" He said pressing nice and close as he finished the buttons and slowly slid his hand up Reds shaking side. "Damn you're thin. Like a girl…"
The touch made Red feel sick, and tears spilled down his cheeks. "No! Don't touch me! Please! Please stop!"
There was a soft click as the door opened, then a groan as it was thrown open wide, smashing into the wall. "WHAT THE FUCK?" Came something akin to a roar.
The three boys let their prisoner go, and backed away quickly as Blue ran over and grabbed Red, before his knees could give out on him. Red looked up at his savor, and relief flooded through him. Without hesitation, he threw himself into Blue's arms, sobbing against his chest.
Blood boiling, Blue gave the others a glare that promised a slow, and very painful, death. They gulped, then bolted, tripping and shoving each other in their haste. Blue scowled, resisting the urge to chase after them and pummel them till not even their parents would recognize them. But he had more pressing matters... scared matters soaking his shirt.
He gazed down at the shaking boy, trying to think of something to say. "...Err... a-are you ok?" He glared, intended for himself. 'God, that's a stupid question!'
However the concern in his voice warmed Red thoroughly. He nodded, despite the fact that it wasn't completely accurate. "I'm fine." He whispered, clinging tighter to his crush. "You came before they could do anything."
Blue scowled. "Yeah, you look like it." He said. "Come on. Show me what they did." Hesitantly, Red dried his eyes, tugged up his sleeve, exposing his wrist. A dark bruise had already formed where his wrist had been twisted. "Damn." Blue swore, moving his arm to get a better look. "I will kill them! I'll kill all fucking three of them!"
Red flinched at his anger. "B-Blue... No. Look- it doesn't even hurt that much."
Blue grabbed his shoulders. "How the hell does that not hurt?" He snarled. "Are you defending them?"
"No! No, I'm..." He looked down. "I don't want you to get in trouble..."
Blue glared at him for a moment before slowly calming down. "Red... Why are you here anyway?"
Red blinked, having forgotten exactly why he was there. "I don't- Oh!" He smiled slightly, ran over to his stuff, and then came back with the bag of cookies. "Here. I made these for you. A sorry about lunch." He held out the bag hopefully.
Blue looked at the sweets, and groaned, guilt stirring in his stomach. "Red... Why didn't you just bring that into the gym?"
"I didn't want to interrupt you." He admitted cutely.
'Of course he didn't!' Blue thought. 'Damn it.' He took the bag. "Thanks. Next time just come into the gym no matter what we're doing, ok? Now fix your clothes and go catch the bus before it leaves."
Red began buttoning his shirt, but stopped when Blue grabbed the door handle to the gym. "Ah, wait Blue… Do you- I know it's a huge inconvenience, but do you think you could walk me to my bus? I-" He looked at the door his attackers had left by. "I don't really want to be alone just yet..."
Blue tensed, his emotions mixing between anger and worry. "I don't mind. Are your parents home?"
"No. They're never home till late."
Blue nodded again, and opened the door. "Couch! I'm going home!" He closed it without waiting for a response. "Grab your stuff, you're staying at my house tonight."

Ha-la-la! It's not that I enjoy making bad things happen to Red. It's that I enjoy making good things happen to him as a result. ;P
(1) Ya ever notice how fast those crowds form? I've seen one fight in my life and I swear, everyone was watching before it even began!
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