Well heres a response to my challenge to try and encourage you guys to do your own ^^'' that and Declan and Zulith released this bunny while I was trying to sleep
*points at muses* I BLAME THEM! ( Candle Drabble )Title:
: ReiSilverfang Beta:
none. Any and all glaring mistakes are my own ^^'' Disclaimer:
I held Navi for ransom, but everybody was glad to see her go. So no go. I dont own Zelda. Rating:
PG kissing, but nothing more dodgy than that. It does the classic 'fade to black' before any of the nekkidness ^^;; I couldn't resist. Wordcount:
480. Blah, its short. But what can you expect from a drabble? Summary:
A fluff drabble. No point and no plot, except to have these boys kiss. And let face it, with all the angst flying around in here, they need it ^^
Link stared at the candle flame, a small smile playing on his lips. He loved candles… they had such a soft light, and they made the shadows dance, twisting and contorting until you couldn’t see where one began and the other ended.
His smile widened, and he blew softly, making the small flame flicker and bounce of the Master Sword, making pools of light on the wall. Link’s wandering mind landed on Sheik, and grinned as he thought about how much the candle was like the Sheikah.
Sheik was mysterious, just like the flame. He flickered in and out of Link’s life like the candle, apt to disappear at anytime.
Sheik was warmth, and Link loved to cuddle up to his warm body on the cold nights. When the wind howled down he was snug and safe in Sheik’s arms, utterly content.
Sheik was knowledge, and he banished the fear of the unknown when he was around, like the light banished the groping dark.
Sheik was comfort, and when Link thought he had failed, when he was hurt and alone… He would cry out his fear and anger, and Sheik would hold him, and he would stare, mesmerized, into the crimson orbs. They would steadily hold his gaze until he was calm again.
Sheik was quiet; the one who would appear out of nowhere and a touch, a smile, a gesture, made Link know he was pleased to see him.
Sheik was happiness, a flickering pleasure in the world of darkness that he was forced to fight in. A quick smile or nod from Sheik and Link thought he would burst with joy.
Sheik was a pull; Link was drawn to him, just as he had always been drawn to candles ad fire, almost with a childish delight.
Link felt a hand snaking around his waist, and a low voice purring in his ear.
“A rupee for your thoughts Hero?”
Link smiled and answered without turning around “I was just thinking you and the candle are so alike.”
A nose buried in his hair, inhaling his scent. “That’s an odd thing to think about”
“I know…but I cant help it…I love you Sheik. So much. I was beginning to think you weren't going to come.”
Butterfly kisses on the back of his neck. “You know I would never abondon you like that Hero”
Link suddenly turned around, enloping Sheik in a tight embrace. The Sheikah smoothed Link’s hair out of his eyes and looked at him, crimson eyes sparkling with love.
No more words needed to be exchanged, the Sheikah and the Hero not needing such clumsy sounds to say anything. Soft touches and quick glances told them all they needed to know.
Sheik softly smiled and blew out the candle before he too wrapped his arms around the Hero, so tightly that you could not tell where one ended and the other started.
Just like the shadows.