Ghiralink-Once Upon A Time ~ch 2

The small boy walked down the hallway, looking through every door until he came to the the open spaced kitchen and dinning room.

"Zelda?  Are you here?" he spoke loud enough for her to her but quiet enough not to wake Ghirahim.    
As soon as link had walked out the door to look for zelda, he turned his head to see ghirahim already dozing off.

Walking over the table, he saw a brown note, covered in Zelda's beautiful script handwriting.

Hi Link,
How was your trip?
I'm really sorry but I had to go up to skyloft,
I'll be back soon, I promise.
Zelda~

Link let out a heavy sigh as he walked to one of the cupboards to look for the first aid.
He kneeled on the floor and started to crawl in, poking his head in, putting all the weight onto his hands.   There wasn't much light shining in the cardboard and everything was like a dark blob, seeming to merge together.  One hand fumbled around feeling for a wooden box.  He found it and his hand made its way up to the handle.  Getting up he carried it back to the room.

Knocking quietly on the door, he made his way into Ghirahim's new room.  The demon lord was sprawled out on the bed and link could hide the smile that surfaced.  he must trust me to leave himself open like that, he thought silently to himself, but could help but feel special at the thought.

He stood next to the other man, wondering where to tap him.  On his arm? What if he's ticklish there.  Forehead? No, probably not a good idea.   He decided to tap him on his shoulder, but his arm was bent straight up making it mighty difficult and awkward.  

"Ghira, wake up. just for a moment." The boy whispered.  He quickly thanked the goddess he had quick reflexes, as he wavered back, momentarily stunned by the hand that came much to close to his face.  

He went and slowly pulled Ghirahims belt down, just enough to pull up his top.  'And just when I think things couldn't get anymore awkward', he thought.  As softly as he could manage he pulled up his white diamond cut top, exposing Ghirahim chiseled stomach with a gashing cut on the side.  


After he tended to the wound he looked at Ghirahims face, surprised when he found dark pools staring back at him.
"Thank You, Link"  he said slowly, as he kept links gaze on his own.  His eyes seemed to bore into his.  big black pools, looking right into your soul.
Link turned around out of embarrassment and headed for the door.  "Y-yea, sure.  You're welcomed to rest if you like, but I think you should get cleaned up first.  Tell me when you're ready and i'll show you the way to the bathroom." Ghirahim watch'ed Link walkout out, leaving him with nothing but his thoughts.

----------------------Ghirahims P.O.V---------------------
I opened my eyes, the colour of the room seeming to merge together to create one big blur.  I began wondering how long I had been asleep as I stared at the ceiling when I noticed steam coming in through the door.  Squinting my eyes, I slowly got up, wincing slightly at the pain in my side as I remember that it still wasn't fully healed.  The steam started to fill the room with thick white air.  
I could faintly hear water in one of the rooms nearby, slowly trickling down from small splashes.  Being the curious person I was, I simply had to go and investigate.

Slowly I creeped out into the hallway keeping close to the wall as I moved along, my feet making nothing but small pitta-patta sounds as I crept up to the doorway.  Peering around what seemed like another bedroom -probably Zelda's by the looks of it.  There was a big brown bed in the middle, with a big pink bedspread.  On the other hand, I wouldn't be surprised if it was Groose's room.  I felt a smile spread across my face and I travelled further down the hall.  The moisture on my face greatened, slightly suffocating me

The door was ajar slightly by a few inches.  I knew I should have stayed back in my room instead of snooping around, but honestly, what sort of guest would I be if I didn't?
Slowly I peeked through the crack in the door, and sure enough in there was the bathroom.  Looking down the hallway I made sure there was nobody sneaking up  on me as I put my eye right up against the door trying to get a better look at who it was.  

My breath got hitched in my throat as I tried to pull my myself away, unsuccessfully.   In the middle of the room was a large bath, sitting in the ground surrounded by flowers, candles and tables with a green tunic and beige pants draped over the top.  

Wait..  there was only one person who wore clothes like that down here on the Surface.

He sat with there with his back against me, shaggy dark blond hair damp, as droplets of water trickled down his back.
My left leg was starting to get sore under the weight of the un-moving pressure as I stood pressed against the wall in an unnatural position.  Slowly shifting the weight onto my other leg, the brown floorboards creaked slightly under the new pressure and I stop dead, my heart thumping loud in my ears.  
At that moment everything went quiet.  even my breathing sounded loud, so i held it in and turned my head in his direction to see if he had seen me.  
He turned his head slightly to the side, his brow furrowed as his eyes slowly met mine.