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Chapter 6

Sheik cringed as his fingers missed the right keys for the fifth time. Usually he took his practice very seriously. Mostly because of his dedication to his music, but also because he actually really enjoyed his practice time. The feeling of finally getting a difficult part down, and making it sound perfect made very struggle, and missed note worth it.

Today, however, Sheik could barely focus on the notes or keys. He was distracted by a certain handsome Hylian that had been texting him nearly nonstop for the last three days. Sheik had nearly been late to one of his early morning classes because He had been up late both talking and texting Link.

Link had a silly tendency to immediately call Sheik if he had a question about something he texted. Sheik found it enduring the way Link would immediately launch into his question without even saying hello. The curiosity that Link had for anything and everything Sheik had to say was also extremely endearing. With a chuckle, Sheik turned his piano off, and picked his phone up. He had a new string of texts from Link.

What kind of people make kids train all summer?!

I can't imagine they had to force you though….

You probably enjoyed it, huh?

Sheik had a feeling that Link would have an opinion on the strict training all Sheikah children had to endure. It seemed Link didn't agree with any of the old traditions.

I did enjoy getting to have free time after I completed my daily trainings.

Sheik counted in his head as he walked into the kitchen. His phone in his hand started to vibrate. Without even looking, Sheik instantly answered and had the phone to his ear.

"You seriously would enjoy pushing yourself to the limit just for a few hours at the piano!" Link was laughing heartily now. Sheik gave let his own chuckle harmonize with Link's. "I should have known. You're getting pretty predictable, Sheik."

Link's words held a hint of mischief. Sheik could tell he was being challenged now. Usually he wouldn't allow himself to get pulled into a battle of wills. Unfortunately for Sheik, he couldn't help but indulge any challenge Link presented. Sheik felt that he would prove to Link who the predictable one truly was.

"Predictable, huh? We'll see."

"What exactly does that mean? What are you planning?"

Sheik laughed, and watched as Zelda answered her own phone and spoke quickly into the device. "Nothing, of course. I need to go, but I hope you guys have a good dinner tonight."

Link snorted loudly, "I sure it's going to be fantastic. Love getting lectured in public. It's so fun." Sheik was surprised at the level of sarcasm Link was able to reach. A sad sigh erased the smile from Sheik's face though. "I can text you instead of talking, right?"

A wide smile broke out across Sheik's face at the request. "Of course. Talk you later." Sheik hung up quickly as Zelda was grabbing her purse and heading to the door.

"Hey! Is it alright if I tag along?"

The air outside was warm against Sheik's face. There was a breeze, but it only managed to blow his hair softly against his face. He looked up at the clear sky, and enjoyed the mosaic the sunset caused overhead. Sheik knew his walk was more excited than usual, and that Zelda could tell.

"What is up with you? And where exactly are you going?" Sheik chuckled at the curious tone in Zelda's voice. Her eyebrows where scrunched, and her emerald eyes were suspicious. She managed to keep her brisk walk, and glare at Sheik at the same time with surprising ease.

"I'm going to dinner with you."

That stopped Zelda in her tracks. Sheik stopped, too, and turned around to watch the incredulous look on her face turn quickly to rage.

"No the hell you aren't! It's going to be a blood bath!" Zelda had her hands fisted at her sides, and her voice made Sheik feel a tad guilty for not asking permission. Before he could explain himself, Zelda took a deep breath and allowed herself to deflate. "I-I am so sorry for yelling. I just-I don't want you to see my father like this. He is very serious about our places in the prophecy. He-"

"I know the prophecies, Zelda. I've been preparing for them my entire life. If anyone is more serious about the traditions than your father, it's Impa." Sheik smiled and took Zelda's hand gently. "Besides, I'm proving to your brother that I'm spontaneous."

Zelda blinked a few times before her serious face broke into a huge, blindingly bright smile. "Oh! Okay. You should have just told me! Maybe this is better anyway." Zelda picked up her pace once again, but held a tight grip on Sheik's hand. "My father can't possibly be so overbearing and pessimistic with you there!"

Link stared at his phone before turning to check the lobby of the restaurant once again. It was empty. He sighed and watched as his father took a sip from his glass of wine. His weary blue eyes met Link's. Link broke the eye contact and took a sip of water before looking down at his phone again.

Rhoam cleared his throat and tapped the face of his wristwatch. "Zelda said 5:30. It's 5:28."

"You know she won't be late." Link logically knew that his sister would never be late to anything. Usually she preferred to arrive somewhere ten minutes or so early, though. Link really hoped that Zelda wasn't planning to leave him here alone with their father… In public…

The sound of boots striding across the floor towards them made Link release all the tension he had been building in the form of a large sigh. He closed his eyes, and thanked the goddess he didn't entirely believe in for his sister.

"Hello, Father. Sorry for the delay. I got a bit held up…" There was a slight hesitation in Zelda's voice that made Link turned to question her. He felt his jaw hit the floor as he saw not one, but two faces looking back at him. On gaze was slightly embarrassed, and the other was smug and blazing with mirth.

"It's fine. You're right on time actually." Link's father stood up and reached over to shake hands with Sheik. Link's heart was hammering in his chest. He was still very much in shock that Sheik was even here. He was going to have dinner with his family. "Hello, Sheik. It's good to see you again. Go on and have a seat."

"Thank you, sir. Sorry for the intrusion." Sheik's voice sounded so formal and strange in Link's ears. He shouldn't be surprised. Link knew that Sheik had impeccable manners. Link could feel his cheeks burning as Sheik sat down in the chair next to him. It was then Link saw the crack in Sheik's proper façade: a crimson eye winking, and a slight smile growing into a full blown grin.

"It's no trouble. You're always welcome to dinner, Sheik." Once Rhoam had himself seated again, he waved his hand to call over the waitress. He began speaking to the woman, and Link took this chance to gently pinch Sheik on the arm .

"What are you doing here?" Link had his head lowered, and his voice was a nervous hiss.

Sheik crossed his arms before ducking his head down to meet Link's blue eyes.

"Being spontaneous." Link felt the shocked look on his face for a second or two before a quiet chuckle escaped. "Are you surprised?"

Link smiled, and pushed his bangs out of his face. He hesitated for a second before placing that hand on top of Sheik's hand that was resting on the table. "Pleasantly."