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"Ugh!" My side stung from where Groose's sword had nicked it.

"Hey. Are you okay, Pipit? Should we- Woah!" Groose jumped back as I swung my own sword forward, starting the fight once more.

Breathing heavily, I choked out. "I can't... stop... Link needs... me."

It pissed me off that Groose easily side-stepped my next three blows. If I couldn't beat him, what good was I against Ghirahim. "I understand, but you've been dueling anyone that will give you the time of day for the past week. Don't you think you should take a break."

"Can't. I have to... have to..." My stomach turned and the edges of my vision started fading into black. The sword fell from my hands and the ground rose up to meet me.

"Good news, Sky Child." Link winced as the whip was dropped beside him. Ghirahim must have taken that as a response, because he began talking. "I think I have found a way to rid ourselves of this terrible spell that vile woman has cast which keeps us apart."

The Hylian could only whimper.

Ghirahim's nails bit into the freshly made lines across that gorgeous skin. The demon lord thanked any deity he could think of that he was allowed to use his claws on Link. He had to take great care to not go too far, less the spell take effect. "I just need a little bit of your blood."

The halls of the manor filled with Link's screams.

"Ignorant... Not thinking... himself..." Groggily, I sat up and looked around the room. Link's room. In Link's house. Well... Our house now, because everyone knows what we are to each other thanks to Zelda. Does it really matter though, if he isn't here. Tears grew in volume as his bright smile popped into my head followed by that expression of fear. A deep ache was squeezing my heart and I brought my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them.

"Knock, knock." The smell of pumpkin soup reached my nose and then Zelda was stepping into the room. She smiled seeing me awake. "Glad to see you're awake."

Wiping the tears from my eyes, I crawled over to the edge of the bed. "I need to get back to practicing. Link needs-"

A hand on my shoulder stopped me. Blue eyes so much like his sparkled and I had to look away. "You to be fully energized too, Pip. How do you expect to beat Ghirahim if you are dead on your feet?"

"I-" My throat suddenly felt dry.

"My point exactly. Now eat. Get your strength and prepare for a journey."

"What? Why?"

"I... I sense there is something wrong with the spell. It is weakening."

I grit my teeth and tipped the bowl back, guzzling the soup. That bastard must be the cause.

Without warning, Zelda's hands came down on my shoulders. I could feel her shaking and then she looked up at me with tear-filled eyes. "No."

My blood ran cold.

"Look what we have here, Link." The Hylian closed his eyes as a crudely shaped dagger tapped against the underside of his chin. "Do you know what this does?"

Knowing better than to ignore the demon, Link opened his eyes to look at the blade. Cautiously, he shook his head.

"This is the key to breaking the spell. A dagger forged from dark magic and your blood." That long tongue came out and licked up the blade, blood blooming at its bite. "Shall we try it out?"

He had already given up on Pipit coming to save him. What was more torture anyways? Link relaxed back into the stone wall. It was clear he was done fighting.

"Good boy." Ghirahim patted his head, but Link didn't even blink. "That broken spirit is delicious."

Link's mouth flew open as the dagger was thrust forward into his chest, a silent scream tearing his throat apart even more.

Already, Ghirahim could see the effects of the dark magic on his body. Veins were turning an ashy grey and his skin was losing that golden glow. Soon, his body would reject that cursed light.

Black tears ran from darkening eyes. Grey blood from a lip busted as teeth sank into it. A small pure white pearl fell from his neck, bursting into a bright light as it shattered.

The demon lord reached out to take a shivering boy into his arms. "You will become mine now, Link."

With a snap of his fingers, Ghirahim's bed came into focus.

Zelda was gasping for air and I knew what she said next would break my heart. "Pipit... He... He broke it... My spell..."

"I'm going right now."

"Y-Yes. Go." My pack was grabbed from against the wall and Zelda handed it to me. "I will warp you as close as I can and provide a way for you to find him, but my power is still weak."

"Thank you."

"Please, save him."

The room erupted into blinding yet warm white. When my eyes focused, a large manor stood before me. "So this is where you live, you bastard."

One step forward and I could feel a difference with my clothes. A glance shown they were shimmering slightly.

I've been working on this spell for some time now, Pip.

"Zelda?" It was clear she couldn't hear me as she continued to speak.

It shall enhance your clothing with pure light, allowing them to resist Ghirahim's dark magic and upping the defense capabilities as well as your own strength and speed. Save Link.

With a nod and a quick 'I will' that I knew she wouldn't see nor hear, I walked up the steps of the building.

The empty halls allowed my footsteps to echo. I suppose that was how he found me.

"So nice of you to join the party." My sword hit air as I spun at the sound of his voice.

That damned smug look was plastered on his face. "Shame though. I already took what I wanted from my Sky Child. Though," Ghirahim licked his lips. "I'll indulge again after I get rid of a pest."

"You bastard!"

"Ah, the way he tried to get away from me. The feel of his soft skin. All that innocence tainted. It simply filled my heart with rainbows!" ... "He screamed for you, but you weren't there. It was almost... touching."

"Shut up!"

"Did you get to hear his delicious screams? They were simply divine." I swung in my anger. The sword tore through skin and cloth alike, Ghirahim hissing and stepping back. "Why you-!"

A smirk came to my face as his words were stopped with a good shield bash to the face. "Give me Link and maybe I won't drag out your death."

Ghirahim lightly touched the mangled and brokenness that was his nose. "Cocky human." He came at me with quick jabs and powerful swings, but I parried or avoided it all.

Huh? This was easier than I expected. Unless... "You're weaker."

A slight twitch to that sneer.

"I'm right, aren't I." Calculating, thorough, quick-witted. Everyone praised me for being such. And now they would be this bastard's undoing. "Link told me about how you are Demise's sword. And I'll bet my life you are so pathetic now because you have no master to draw power from."

I knew I hit the mark when a dagger came flying towards me. It didn't have nearly enough speed to be a threat to me and I simply side-stepped it. Ghirahim growled. "Insolent human. Don't you dare talk down to me."

He rushed me, but I could see the toll this was taking on him. Not a single wound was healed, so unlike what Link had described to me. His sword came down and I parried it with ease, twirling to the side of him and swinging up.

Satisfaction filling me as the demon's head hit the floor, his body flopping down a moment later. But I was far from done. I wouldn't stop until the wretched creature was in a million pieces.

"Can you hear me? Pipit?"

I paused in the cleaning of my sword. "Zel?

"Oh! Pipit! You're alive and well! Does that mean-"

"He's dead." There was no way I would let her speak his name.

"I will be right there." There was a pause. "What of Link?"

Determined, I stood from the floor. "I'm on my way to find him."

"Okay. Well, leave your cap with Ghirahim so I can trace the body." Snorting at the fact that there wasn't much body left, I tossed the hat from my head.

This was the last door on the hall. He had to be here. The smell of blood and... No!

I knew I would see him on the bed even before I did. "Link!"

He shivered as my fingertips touch down on a bloodied back. "Link, love. It's me. It's Pipit."

Stiffly, Link turned over on the bead. "Pip?"

Solid black eyes seemed to be looking in my direction, but I was sure they were not looking at me. "Yes. It's me. I promise. Now, we can get you out of here."

Suddenly, he looked panicked. "Ghirahim?!"

"Dead. I promise you. He is dead for good, Link. I made sure to cut that bastard to pieces and Zelda is on her way to make sure he stays dead." I pulled him close and ran my hand over heavily matted hair.

"How can you stand to be so close to me?" I smiled and leaned back to place a kiss on Link's forehead.

"I thought I already told you. I love you, Link." I wiped away the black tears and gently pulled my love into me once more. "I will always love you."

Link clutched my shirt. "I love you, Pipit. I love you so much. Never leave me, please."

"Of course not."

"He still won't eat."

"I know."

"He doesn't sleep."

"I know."

"He hasn't talked since I found him."

"I know."

My chest felt hollow and I sighed. "What am I supposed to do, Zel?"

"I don't know."

I found Link the same way he was when I left the room to get breakfast. Body unmoving as he stared out the window. "I brought your favorite. Pumpkin soup."

Silence. Not even a twitch.

"Link." He at least looked up at me when I took his hands in mine. "What will make you believe me?"

Shame shown across his face, a single tear breaking free.

"That bastard did awful things to you." Permanently grey eyes shifted down as I sunk to the ground by him. "But I do not condemn you for any of it. If nothing else, you should..."

Anxiety was grabbing at my mind and heart, tearing them to pieces. "You should be hating me right now for not saving you fast enough."

Surprise widened those orbs I love regardless of their new color. "Pipit, I- You know I could never hate you!"

I tried to calm myself, truly I did. But there was no stopping the storm that was my emotions. "And you think I would abandon you because that demon raped you, Link!"

"Yes! Because I am soiled! And broken! A-A-And not good enough for you!" Link pushed my hands away and it felt like I would break.

"Why...?" It physically hurt, this heartache, and I laid my head on Link's thighs, tears bursting past the dam I put up to keep them back. "Why have you always insisted on not being good enough for me. Link, you... You're too good for me."

His hand, still soft after swinging a sword for years, began carding through my hair. "Link, please. Don't leave me. I don't know what I would do without you."

"How can you still love me?" Our eyes met as I glanced up, tears matching my own in those beautiful orbs.

"I could ask you the same." We shared a weak laugh and I stood up to pull Link into my arms. "If you would let me, I can prove it to you."

The meaning of my words suck in and Link blushed but did not turn away. "Are you sure you want to? I... It wouldn't be my first time."

"I know. But it will be the first with me. And the first time you make love."

He gasped and my arms were full of my lover. "I love you, Pipit."

"And I pray to the Gods that you never stop loving me."

And that's a wrap. Geez, I've been trying to write the fight scene for some time, but it was never good enough. It still isn't, but eh, what can you do.

Review. This story is wrapped up, but reviews are still appreciated.

See you at another story,

~Shorty