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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.

Chapter List
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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.

“Thank you.” Sheik stretched somewhat and looked away from Navi, his eyes surveying the dark and desolate surroundings. He nodded to himself somewhat as his eyes fell onto a particular gravestone. He crossed his arms. “We will see with this if the Hero is in the least bit ready for the trials ahead of him.”

“Excuse me?” Navi asked, frowning as she fluttered towards Sheik, who instead of waiting or talking to the fairy moved toward the gravestone, causing her to huff.

Sheik crouched in front of the gravestone and placed his palm flat against the stone surface, bandaged fingertips sliding along the grooves. Closing his eyes lazily he pushed forward, a small whirlwind of wind and shadows springing from his fingertips as he did so, forcing the gravestone back, revealing a darkened grotto hole beneath.

“What's that you're doing Sheik?” Navi asked, voice quavering in a mix of anxiety and annoyance.

“I’m just preparing the path for the Hero.” Sheik replied quietly as he stood up straight. He wrinkled his nose faintly underneath his cowl, reaching a hand up under his turban to stroke at some of his hair, comforting himself. “Let us return then...”

“I thought he told you to call him Link and what do you mean 'preparing the path'?” Navi huffed, flying over to rave in front of the Sheikah's face.

Sheik sniffed faintly and gave a heavy sigh, “He may ask me to call him whatever he likes, Bug -- and as he’s the Hero I will humor him when he is in fact around. However, when he isn't... well it is best to keep myself as distanced and objective in my goals as possible.”

He blew a stray strand of hair from his eyes and began to walk slowly towards Kakariko. “As for preparing the way and what it means, you’ll see soon enough, Bug.” He pulled his cowl down a smidgen and grinned at the fairy.

Navi narrowed her eyes at Sheik despite the bright smile she gave him. She fluttered around to land on the Sheikah's shoulder and grabbed onto an earring dangling from the lobe of his long and pointed ear. “I like you, Sheik,” She murmured, patting the length of the ear beside her lightly, “You will be wonderful for Link.”

Sheik shook his head with a laugh, smirking faintly, “I don't know what you're thinking, Bug. Head in the gutters or something I imagine. Are all fairies this unabashedly perverted?”

Navi giggled, “Perhaps we are.”

Sheik chuckled, slipping his cowl back on his face properly just before reentering the village. He stretched his back faintly, giving a soft, happy groan as it popped. He narrowed his eyes, frowning deeply when he heard voices, upset voices, coming from outside the inn.

“I, I’m sorry sir. I have no idea.”

“You didn’t see them? No one saw them? Do you have any idea where they may have gone? I’m worried about them.”

Sheik raised an eyebrow when the words spoken by the voices reached his tapered ears. He glanced over at Navi on his shoulder before hurrying forward. He hung forward and slipped into the shadows around the corner by the pair.

Tana, her eyes somewhat guilty frowned, shaking her head at Link. “No, no sir. Really, I haven’t any idea. I’m sure they’re just fine though.”

Link stomped his foot against the ground, not out of anger but from worry, though it looked almost childlike in its simple fury. “Thanks. Oh and my night with Sheik was fine... thank you.”

Tana nods slowly, somewhat uncomfortable. “I’m very glad sir. Shall I help you look for your companions?”

Sheik narrows his eyes at Tana, “Damn her, why would she ask him how his night with me was?! What am I? Some kind of brothel girl... man... person.”

He slammed his hand against the wall of the inn, shaking his head in silent fury at his friend. Navi tilted her head, “Don't worry... it’s not like he knows anything about you. He’s just confused and worried about us.”

Sheik's narrowed eyes turned on Navi and she took a singular step back on the Sheikah's shoulder. He sighed and shook his head slowly, “No, perhaps he doesn't.”

“No one is going to figure it out, brother. Besides, he’s too cute.” A familiar voice called from behind him. Sheik's eyes took on a soft appearance as he turned around; smiling sadly at the ghostly figure of the one person in the world he had been closest to.

“Sheia...” He whispered.

Navi blinked and looked around, unable to see anything for a moment but nearly fell off Sheik’s shoulder when her eyes landed on a ghostly feminine form in a flowing white dress. “If you were to put Sheik in the same dress,” she thought, “You would never tell them apart. Dear Deku Tree... it's amazing.”

“Ah, but I am impressed.” Sheia's ghostly figure began, smiling faintly at her brother and the fairy upon his shoulder, “This fairy.. Bug is it you call her brother? She can see me as you can. Can she hear me too I wonder?”

Navi nodded slowly, “Y... yes I can hear you. It is because I am fae, we are magical beings and sense the magical and supernatural around us.”

Sheik shook his head, “Other than myself and Zelda you’re the first to see her. None of the fairy’s at any of the springs have seen her.”

Sheia nodded in agreement with Sheik, “Now, no time to think about that, brother. Don't worry that pretty little head of yours about anyone finding out anything. Just go, approach them… maybe give the hero a little kiss for me?”

Sheik coughed, blushing faintly, “Sh... shut up Sheia... I'm going.”

Navi giggled and smiled brightly at the spirit before them. “Oh, you’re fun. I hope I’ll get to see you often.”

“You will. You will, now get going...” Sheia started, and when her brother turned away, heading toward the still bickering pair she grinned, “And don't forget that kiss, brother, perhaps even a grope as well!” She laughed brightly and shook her head as she dissolved from view.

Sheik's eyes went wide and he nearly fell forward when his sister's words reach him, just as he walked between Link and Tana. He cleared his throat and stood up straight, brushing himself clean of the invisible dust upon him. “What seems to be the trouble here?” He asked, eyes narrowed dangerously as he looked into Tana's eyes.

Tana squeaked softly, “O… oh nothing. The young Sir was just worried about his companions. I really, uh, need to start making breakfast for the other patrons... Bye!” She exclaimed quickly, nearly killing herself in her attempt to make it back inside the inn as quickly as possible.

Sheik sniffed, giving a soft sigh as he turned to look at Link who is looking at him with a frown.

“Where were you two? I was worried,” Link whispered, moving closer to the Sheikah.

Sheik took a deep breath, biting his lip harshly behind his cowl. “I had some business to attend to and I believe Navi merely wanted to keep tabs on me.”

Link frowned, nodding slowly. He had an odd feeling but brushed it off, “Oh, alright then…”

Sheik nodded slowly, patting the teen hero’s chest, “Have you attended to anything you need?” He asked, sighing faintly as he crossed his arms over his chest, hips cocked to the side faintly in a habit he had formed over the past two years.

Link blinked at Sheik, giggling at choice of standing posture. “He's standing like Saria when she gets angry.” Link considered the thought for a moment before shaking his head allowing it to slip away. He stretched and sighed happily, “Yes, and I got everything from the room.”

Sheik smiles, “Did you? Well, we need to go to the graveyard.”

Link's smile fell the moment the word ‘graveyard’ escaped Sheik’s lips and he gave the Sheikah and disgusted frown, “We need t’what?”

Sheik smirked, “We need to go to the graveyard, Link. There isn’t anything to be afraid of.”

“M'not afraid...” Link said softly, frowning at the older man.

“Oh, but of course you aren’t. You are the Hero of Time after all, chosen wielder of the Master Sword. Such a Hylian would never be afraid of a simple graveyard.” Sheik said, eyes sparkling with amusement.

Link growled and took a step toward Sheik, poking him in the chest hard with a look of righteous determination. “I'm not scared. Let's go!”
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