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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.

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AN: Well, rest of the day I guess. …I wrote this chapter completely out of order. The second part first, then the last, then the first, Lol.

Sheik and Spirit lingered in the hallway until it had completely cleared out. Sheik said that was because where he ate lunch was top secret. When Spirit asked why he was going to show him, and the other said that if he didn't want too, they could eat somewhere else. Spirit closed his mouth.

Once the halls were significantly empty, Sheik led him down an empty hallway and pointed up. "I eat there."

Spirit followed his finger. Above the rows of lockers was a window. At least that was what he assumed it was. There was a closet that ran underneath it so it was pushed back out of sight. He had passed it multiple times himself and had never noticed. He realized that he probably never would have noticed. (1)

"You eat up there?"

"No one has found it yet." Sheik replied. Spirit nodded. Sheik went back to the corner, and looked both ways. The hallway was a dead end, so there was only one hall to worry about. Then he came back, grabbed hold of the top of the lockers and hoisted himself up. He was impressive to watch.

He laid himself down and held out his hand. Spirit took it, and pulled himself up as well. The Gerudo's practiced lots of climbing and balancing activities. It wasn't too difficult, but he wasn't nearly as silent as Sheik was. He clearly thought that no one would find his hideout because he had left some books, and some kind of tape recorder.

"This is where you hide." He said, climbing into the surprisingly roomy space, and looking out. The blinds were closed so that their shadows wouldn't be visible on the wall on the other side. "Convenient."

They opened their lunches. Sheik cocked his head towards the window. "When the weather is nicer, I climb out on the roof."

Spirit opened the blind with a finger and nodded. "I enjoy eating outside when it's warm. I love the sunlight."

Sheik smirked, although it was difficult to see underneath the cowl. "I prefer to sit in the shade; where I can disappear and observe people."

Spirit took a bite of his sandwich. "I suppose that has its upsides as well. I will stick to the light." He flipped through one of the books, which was a yearbook. He found the page where Sheiks picture would be. His spot was empty with the words 'No photo available'. He looked up and arched an eyebrow.

"Sheikah are supposed to stay in the shadows." He repeated. Spirit flipped forward to the page with Greens picture. Sheik stiffened, and looked away.

"You and Green are very close," He remarked. "Have you known him long?"

Sheik lowered cowl to reveal a proudly angled face. "I have. I started going to school the same time as my cousin the Princess. When I met Green…" he hesitated for a moment. "Zelda became close friends with Green and his friends, and I became friends with them as well. Specifically Green." He started eating a rice ball.

Spirit watched him closely, realizing he hadn't seen the boys face before. He was quite attractive. He tilted his head. "Why do you hide your face?" He asked.

Sheik glanced at him with one eye, his bangs hiding the other. "It is a Sheikah tradition. I'm… very fond of the old way. I want to uphold them for the future."

"Did all Sheikah hide their face?"

"No. It was much more common among males. Although, those who chose to do so, were expected not to reveal their face to anyone they did not trust." He looked away, effectively hiding the little blush that came to his cheeks.

Spirit smiled. "I am honored then."

Sheik ate a little more, wondering what it was about the other that made him so easy to talk too. It wasn't that he information he revealed was secrets or anything, it just wasn't like him to talk so openly. It felt… a little like talking to Green. He supposed that was why. The other reminded him of Green. The same reason why he got along with Shadow, Vio, Blue, and Red, although he didn't actually hang out with any of them… It was strange for him to choose to hang out with someone…

He almost shook his head. He was only hanging out with Spirit because Green had asked him too. That was it. How had he forgotten?

"Are you alright?" Spirit asked, noticing the focused gaze on his friends face.

Sheik blinked, shaking his head. "It's nothing. I was only thinking."

"About?"

He sighed. "Green, I suppose."

Spirit nodded. "He is quite interesting. Are you in love with him?"

Sheik let out an odd sound as he jumped away. He gapped at him, while his face turned a lovely shade of scarlet. Spirit blinked in surprise, and Sheik pulled up the cowl to hide any further reaction. Not that it could have hid the blush that slowly rose to even cover his ears. He cursed his sudden lack of composer and took a deep breath.

"What makes you ask such a thing?" He managed without falter.

Spirit thought the reaction was cute. "I have mentioned you to my father. He is clever when it comes to social interactions. It is his speculation that you have feelings for Green."

He almost sighed with relief. "You shouldn't listen to people who haven't even met the person that you're talking about. It's rather bold of you to ask me such a thing."

"I apologies. I did not inherit my father's gift. I don't mean to say anything inappropriate."

"It is fine. Please don't bring it up again however." He gathered up the remains of his lunch that he had spilled. "If there were someone that I was attracted too, you should leave it up to me as too whether or not I wish to tell you."

"I see… I will avoid mentioning it in the future."

Sheik almost slouched from relief. That was the most alarmed he'd felt in over two years. He looked over at the other, and wondered what he was thinking. "Have you… mentioned your father speculation to anyone else?"

"No, I thought that would be… gossip." He hoped this conversation would not have a lasting effect. He had lost to many a friendship because he had mentioned something he shouldn't.

He leaned back. "Yes. Good. Then I suppose it's fine." He smirked to himself. "Since you imposed such a personal question on me, I shall return the favor. Who is it that you like Spirit?"

He looked up. "I like you and Green."

Sheik laughed, strong and clear, making Spirit smile as well. "Ah, I phrased it wrong then. Very well."

He didn't get a chance to rephrase the question before there was a knock on the lockers. Sheik looked out. "Sheik? Are you up there?"

Green. He leaned out, and looked down at the class president. Green, Zelda, Impa, and the rest of Zelda's hidden bodyguards were the only ones who knew about his hide out.

"Have you finished your work then?" He asked.

Green nodded. "President Ashei showed up, and excused the last report." He beamed. "Is Spirit up there with you?"

Sheik closed his eyes hand held out his hand, trying to not think of the question he had just been asked. "Of course. We are eating together." With his eyes closed he didn't notice the look of alarm that crossed the boys face as he took his hand.

Sheik helped him and Green forced a smile on his face. He was happy to see them, but why did he feel so uneasy all of a sudden? Wasn't his plan for them to get along?

"Hello Green."

"Hi-ya!" He looked around. "Did you too finish already?"

"We did."

Green felt the unease grow even more. Sheik ate in front of him? But he had to remove… did he trust Spirit that much already? Why did that bother him? He couldn't be… jealous; he liked Spirit. Right? "Well, I'm going to eat my lunch now." He opened his lunch quickly; hoping neither of them noticed the confusion that crossed his face.

…..

The library was completely silent when Vio took a seat. Besides the librarians and himself all the other students had gone home for the day. Most of the lights had been shut off, and he couldn't' help smirking. That was exactly how he liked it. 'Finally, I have a moment of peace and quiet to get my work done.'

It wasn't that he hadn't been able to get that work done before, it was just with Shadow coming over everyday, trying his best to win his forgiveness, it was getting harder, and harder to concentrate. The pages made a nice sound as Vio opened his textbook on the table. 'I guess I'll start with history.' He wondered if Shadow was going to wait for him, or if he'd gone home. He had seemed oftly disappointed when Vio had canceled their session.

Shadow had certainly done everything in his power trying to win him back over. When gifts and sincere apologies hadn't worked he'd taken more extreme measures. From public declarations of love and affection, to cheesy pick-up lines. Carrying his books, opening the door, leaning on something at ever opportunity to show off how sexy he thought he was…

…And damn was he sexy.

Vio sighed. He had already forgiven him, but it had become a new favorite treat to see the next thing Shadow would try. He spent most of the day wavering between stifling a laugh, or struggling not to blush at the latest sweet/sexy line Shadow had whispered into his ear. He chewed on his pencil. Despite that, he missed the way Shadow's mouth felt against his. The way his hard body felt holding him down. Those dreams he'd been having were getting more frequent, and more frustrating. It was making him tired of his own game.

The pencil slipped from his hand and landed on the book. He looked up at the clock and his fist slammed down in frustration. Ten minutes had gone by, while he'd been daydreaming of his semi-sorta-boyfriend. 'Even when he isn't around, Shadow's a distraction!' He pulled the book right up to his face. 'Alright! First question!'

He managed to get a little bit of his work done before he realized something. The quiet room… was annoying. It was actually getting on his nerves! Wasn't quiet one of his favorite things? Why did he miss Shadow making conversation? Why did he feel lonely without Shadow there asking him constant questions? When had he gotten so use to the dark boys presence?

He put his head in his hands, to tired to do work anymore. Not without Shadow anyway. 'I told Red this was going to happen… It's all such a distraction. I let down my guard a little and he nestled his way in, and now I cant think of anything else.' He sighed. "God damn it Shadow…"

"Talking about me?"

Vio let out something that almost sounded like a masculine shriek as a voice shattered the silence right on top of him. He spun around so fast, scrambling out of his chair that it toppled over and almost took him with it. But he managed to grab hold of the table. "SHADOW!" He yelled.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" The sophomore burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard, with in second he was doubled over and clenching his stomach. "Oh my god!" He gasped, unable to stop despite himself. "Best reaction ever!"

Vio just stared at him; clutching his pounding heart, face bright red, wondering how the hell that had happened. He was embarrassed as hell that Shadow had broken his calm like that, but another part of him was holding back a smile at how happy Shadow looked.

Quickly as he could he composed himself. "It's not funny Shadow." He said 'calmly'.

Shadow caught himself. "Ah-!" He straightened up quickly looking panicked suddenly. "Sorry!" He blurted out. "I didn't mean to laugh! I was trying to startle you; I didn't realize you were so deep in thought. I shouldn't have done that, don't be mad."

Vio flinched, and he turned around so that Shadow couldn't see him. He wasn't supposed to do that. Laughing at other peoples expense was one of those things that made Shadow: Shadow. He wasn't supposed to apologies about it. He wasn't supposed to think that it bothered Vio, which it really didn't.

He didn't want to do that any more. He was destroying Shadows self-confidence. He wanted to go back to the way it was before.

Shadow hesitated, and moved forward with an uneasy smile. "Hey, I swear I didn't mean to laugh; your reaction was just so cute and unexpected." He faltered. He honestly couldn't read the boy anymore. Some times he thought he'd succeeded; a smirk, or a line that made him think Vio had forgiven him. Then Vio would turn around and become cold again. Was it impossible? He winced as the full meaning of that finally slammed into him. Maybe there really was no redemption. What would he do if Vio really never forgave him?

Vio spun around with a determined look on his face. Shadow sagged his shoulders. "Sorry…" He whispered.

Vio scoffed, and grabbed the front of his shirt, jerking him forward. Shadow stumbled awkwardly as Vio dragged him into the back of the library, into the section that no one ever used and literally shoved him against the wall.

The bookcase dug into his back as Shadow stared down at the, he assumed, pissed off blond and paled. 'Shit! He's gonna hit me!'

Vio kept his fist tight. "I give up." He stated.

Shadow paled even more. He would have preferred to be punched. "N-No, wait! Give me another chance! Just one more, I prom-!" He was silenced by Vio's mouth pressing up against his. "Mmm…MMH!"

Vio ran his tongue along a pale lip before pulling back with the most confident smirk he could muster. Shadow blinked in surprise. "You win." Vio told him, letting go and spinning around. "Hurry up. I want to get home before it gets dark." He went off to pack up his stuff.

Shadow slumped against the bookshelf with a strangled sound of disbelief. An act? That had all been an act? Had he even been mad to begin with! Still… that had been hot as hell!

"W-Wait a second!" He yelled, running after him. "Vio!"

…

Red crossed his arms, putting on a determined face while desperately reining in his fleeting courage. Part of him wanted to back off already, but he would never forgive himself if he did. Blue had been willing to give up basketball for him, and this was the least that he could do.

He took a deep breath.

"Mom ple-"

"I said NO!" She snapped again, smacking her spoon against the counter making Red jump a good foot. "I do not want to talk about this now."

Red looked at his father, who (for a moment) looked like he was also tempted to run away. He cleared his throat. "Honey, at least hear him out."

"I don't want too. He is grounded until I say so. And that is final." She looked over at Red. "And what are you doing down here away ways? Dinner isn't ready. Back to your room."

Red shook his head. "I-I'm not gonna leave until we talk Mom. It's my first year of High School. I can't spend the whole time locked up here. I want to go places with my friends, and to games! Please Mom…"

She stared at him evenly. "Are you still seeing that boy?"

Red swallowed, blushing as he thought of what Blue did to him just a few hours ago. "Of course. I'm in love with him."

She turned away with a huff. "Then no. Not until you get over this inappropriate infatuation."

Red looked over, and his father made a 'go on' motion. "I'm not sick, Mom." Red said quickly. "I'm not going to 'get over' it like a cold. It's not going to go away."

She turned around and pointed at him with the spoon, coming very close. "That's exactly what you are! You're sick! That boy poisoned you, and you're not leaving until you get better! No son of mine is going to be a disgusting HOMO!"

Red flinched.

"Debra!" Red's father shouted, getting to his feet. "What the hell-!" He glanced at Red "Sorry." Having never said any such words in the presence of his rather innocent son. "What are you saying! I'm getting sick and tired of your homophobia! You never had a problem with it before!"

They both looked at him, shrinking a little. It was very rare for him to raise his voice. His mom looked down, almost guiltily, before going back to her stirring. "Well, no one I care about had this problem; it was always your friends. But I don't care if your friends are disturbed. My son is not going to be like that."

He he sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Actually that explains so much…"

Red looked down. He didn't know his father had gay friends. He wondered if he'd met them. It would be nice to talk too some adults who had gone through something like what he was going though.

Finally his father turned too him. "Red, you aren't grounded any more."

"Like hell he isn't!" The women snapped, turning to him like a wave of fire. "What are you saying!"

"I said he isn't grounded." His father repeated. "However that being said, Red. I need you to give your mother and I some time right now. We need to talk."

Red shrank down a little. He hadn't meant to make them fight. He just wanted to be able to see Blue.

"Red, everything is fine ok. Just run along."

Red turned, and then fled the room to call Blue.

Hahaha! Haha… this chapter sucks… ah well. Red isn't grounded anymore, Vio and Shadow have made up, and Green… I've never written anything about three people being in love with each other, so I hope this is coming out ok. I am officially caught up with everything that I have written in my notebooks for this story, so now I have no guidelines. *Sigh* New stuff…

(1) This is based on a place in my high school. I always wanted to climb up there and hang out, but I was too worried about being caught. Plus I had no way of getting up. One day I'll go back for a visit and bring a ladder. …I might be too old for that sort of thing…

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