Legend Of Zelda Fan Fiction ❯ The Return ❯ Bath and Revenge for Revenge ( Chapter 2 )

The Return

 

 

Ch.2: Revenge for Revenge and the Bathtub

 

 

 

 

 

“So let me get this straight. They came after you, even though I threatened to kebob them with my arrows.”

 

“They couldn't get to you, it would have taken years to find you, and even then the forest would have drove them crazy.”

 

“Hmmm…” link still wasn't quite so sure they would go after a little farm girl. “What about Ingo?” Link questioned, asking about the very annoyed farm hand.

 

“He got out during the fire, we don't know where he went.” Malon rubbed some tears from her eyes.

 

“He's going to be fine!” One of the twins yelled, climbing up the ladder to join the two teenagers.

 

“Hi.” Link waved. “So how bad is it?”

 

“He'll live, but he needs lots of rest, and he lost a tendon in his left arm, it wont be the same ever again, but he'll live.” The other said coming up the ladder herself. “Wow. The view here is so wonderful.” She commented, looking out over the railing of a high balcony to see over the land and watch as Mido fell into the pond by the shop.

 

“Heh. He is such an idiot.” Link chuckled to himself.

 

Malon began to climb down the ladder to see her father, and Link, having grown tired of formality in his travels, jumped down, landing in a roll, catching Malon as she fell from letting go of the ladder in surprise. “Nice catch.” She muttered, her eyes still red and puffy from crying.

 

“No problem.” The two went to Talon, passed out, with bandages all over his arms and some salve still sticking in some areas of his body. “Let's go get you cleaned up Malon, you have some stuff on your face.” Link said quietly, grabbing his wash stuff from their shelves, and taking Malon gently by the arm.

 

The twins watched Link and the fiery-headed girl walk along the path to the Lost Woods, climbing the ledges and vines to get to where the Kokiri bathed. “They are so cute together.” Said one of the twins, looking at Link carefully lead the sill depressed Malon to the pond.

 

“Yeah, we should be going, this isn't our house after all.” Agreed the other, climbing down the ladder. “You do know what they are going to ask don't you?”

 

“That if she can stay here?”

 

“Yeah, and you know the answer to that.” The first twin landed flat on her feet, and walked to the front door.

 

“Uh…no?” the other twin said, walking out the front door after her sister.

 

“Exactly. I am surprised Link is even allowed to stay, but well, Mido is afraid of him now.”

 

“Well, it is actually up to the Deku Sprout, she might actually get to stay.”

 

“Yeah, right.” The two talked all the way back to their house, as Link and Malon made their way through the forest, that is, until a familiar face came into view.

 

“Hi…Link.” Came a wooden rag doll of a creature, a skull kid. And two familiar fairy's floated around his shoulders.

 

“Hi skull kid, Tael, and, of course, Tatl.” Link mentioned, side stepping the skull kid, who he still didn't trust completely.

 

“Hi Link!” Tatl buzzed happily around Link's head.

 

“Hi Tatl.” Link said, putting out a hand for the little fairy to have a spot to rest.

 

“You seem different.” She buzzed as the skull kid and Malon stood there awkwardly. “You have more personality, more…muscle.” The shinning ball of light observed looking him up and down.

 

“Well traveling changes a boy.” He told her. “I'll come see you guys later, I have something to do right now, and I'll tell you guys all about my travels.”

 

He waved them off, and started to walk off, with Malon right behind him, towards the pond where the Kokiri bathed. “You're quiet.” Link observed as his friend walked through the forest with him in silence.

 

“I don't feel like talking.”

 

“That's a first.” He muttered and got a slap in the shoulder from Malon who put up a smile.

 

Link smiled back and they raced each other when the pond came into view, Link without his bunny hood. They tied and skidded to a halt at the edge. Link laughed a little and began to undress himself. His tunic came off, leaving his tights on, but his chest bare in the moonlight. It was pale, obviously not used to the sun's kiss, with scars and muscles packed into the skin, making him more rugged looking and handsome as a whole. She raked over the view, from his legs, perfectly shaped and muscled, to his waist, a perfect fit, for his body, then to his chest and stomach, with the begins of some true tone to them forming. Finally her eyes reached his face, getting a really clear look at him.

 

His hair was perfectly cut for him, with crystalline eyes; his nose was sharp and centered, right above his thin lips. There she saw another scar, a small one, right below his left nostril, and traveling in a thin line across his upper lip. “How did you get that scar?” she asked, putting her hand to his face, letting her thumb gently trace the thin and small, hardly visible scar on his face. His face was thin and narrow to the touch, with high cheekbones, that offered him dimples when he smiled.

 

“A fight with a friend.” He told her, not giving anything else away from his past adventures. His eyes fell away from her, and she smiled at his cheeks turning red in the form of a blush.

 

“You're really shy aren't you?” she asked him, taking her hand away, to let it rest on the side of her cotton white dress.

 

“Only around…” he stopped himself in the middle of the sentence, keeping it simple.

 

He turned away from her and began to undress still; his shyness obviously didn't cover nudity. “Um, Link?” Malon questioned him, turning away her face as red as her hair.

 

“What?” he asked, stepping into the water. Link grew up bathing with the other Kokiri, when he was still young, when he didn't care if anyone saw him, he still didn't really, not experienced in the ways of etiquette in bathing, or the change girls went into at all.

 

“I would like to bathe alone.” She told him, when she had begun to grow breasts and hips growing in, she had become very self-conscience, not wanting Link to view her bodice until she wanted him to.

 

“What? Why? Bathing is always more fun with two people!” he told her, swimming on his back, and Malon turned her head the other way again and her face got even redder at the view she had just seen.

 

“Well its Hyrule etiquette, women and men bathe separately until married…” she trailed off, deciding it was better to turn her back.

 

“Oh, well…jeez…uh…” Link swam away behind a rather large and long rock. “Uh this alright?” he asked, and Malon turned around to see just the top of Link's blonde head.

 

“That is good, just don't turn around.” She shyly began to undress, first her dress then the cloth strips holding her breasts up, and finally her underwear, and she slowly went into the water. The water was uniquely warm, then she saw it, they were rather close to Death Mountain, the magma from the active volcano must have made the water warmer. She swam to the long rock; she put her back against it. She had taken the soap and basin with her, putting them up on the rock in between them.

 

“So, I noticed you are a shy talker, but you don't care who sees you naked.” Malon tried to make small talk after that particularly awkward situation.

 

“Um yea, I grew up with people who have the minds and bodies of children, I have no clue about the changes from children to adults. Or proper mannerisms.” Link answered her, feeling strange at the close proximity, even if the rock was in their way.

 

Malon reached for the bar of soap as Link did too, their hands greeting each other, and they drew away quickly, the bar of soap sliding down the rock into the water. “Crap!” Link yelled, diving under water to look for the bar, Malon did the same. They began searching the area, and Link dived deeper, reaching the green bar, resurfacing quickly with a gasp of air.

 

“Found it!” he said, the bar had been depleted some, but they would get through the bath fine. He resurfaced right next to a swimming Malon, and blushed deeply as his eyes registered the curvaceous sight in front of him. He felt a stirring, some extra blood flow, and he became hot, something getting harder on his body…he hadn't felt this way in so long…

 

“AH!” she screamed, putting her arms around her chest, putting her whole body up to her neck underwater, why Link didn't understand, it was still clear to see.

 

He quickly darted behind the rock and began to wash himself. First his legs and body, slightly sitting on the rock, then his face, he dunked under water after scrubbing. Then his hair came next, he hated this part. He broke a small piece of soap off and began to lather it in his hair and scalp. Now it was going to get bad. He dunked under water, rubbing at his hair and scalp to wash out the suds until it felt clean.

 

When he resurfaced, he yelped as he got soap in his eyes. Malon giggled as she washed her long legs, lifting one up high enough for Link to see, through blurred vision, to see some of her silky smooth skinned legs. He swam a ways away and went under; get the soap out of his eyes and then resurfacing to see Malon finish up washing her hair, without getting soap in her eyes, and swimming away. He watched her get out, her firm tail end and hips swaying with every step she took. He put that together with what he saw earlier, and his arousal was now throbbing, thoughts of running up and grabbing her came to mind, but he controlled it.

 

He gulped, and swam behind the rock, waiting for Malon to say she was finished dressing, after drying off with a spare blanket. When she had finished, she turned her back and heard Link grab the soap and basin Malon used, swim to shore and rub himself dry with a spare, ragged blanket. He dressed and then told Malon she could turn around.

 

She saw him, he was in his tunic, but his hat was in his belt, as his hair was still too wet to put on the hat, and she then realized how long his hair was, the parts that weren't spiked from the partial drying they went through, the blonde hair went down to his shoulders, it looked so smooth and silky.

 

“Come on, we should get back.” He told her, moving through the trees in relative silence, they were both thoroughly embarrassed by that bath.

 

“Alright.” She followed him closely, being careful not to lose him from sight or she might get lost in the woods again.

 

They moved much quicker this time, as it was getting really dark, it must be close to midnight. Then soon came to the Kokiri village. The walked now, their path clear, heading straight to Link's house. Link locked the door and windows, and then he climbed his ladder, up to his balcony, where he sat himself down against the trunk of the tree.

 

Malon climbed up after him, after a quick check on her father, her azure eyes seeking where he was. She found him, asleep, against the tree. She sat down next to him and smiled, he did so much for her already, getting her father help, letting her spend the night at his place, and has truly been a great friend. He leaned on her in his light snoring fit.

 

She giggled a little and placed his head on her lap. He looked so peaceful, and if it wasn't for that scar, she might have seen the little boy she remembered from all those years ago. She began to run her fingers through his silky smooth hair, not even a single tangle or knot was present on his head, and all she could do was smile and think, Lucky.

 

She continued stroking him like a pet all through the night, watching as Mido finally went into his home for the night as another boy came to relieve him of his patrol, watching as that boy fall asleep at his post too, and then watching as her head dipped into sleep.

 

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Link awoke looking up at Malon's porcelain face, framed by her beautiful red hair. He smiled and wished he could wake up like this everyday. The sun had just begun to rise, and it began to halo around her head, giving an odd and attractive effect to Malon's face, from pale, to fiery red, and then to golden yellow of the sun. It was breath taking, and yet, all Link could think to do was to share his breath with hers.

 

“Malon?” he asked her, realizing he didn't fall asleep like this last night. His head was comfortable and warm, and he felt her hands in his hair.

 

Her eyes began to lazily open. Her azure eyes fell upon his crystalline eyes and she smiled. I wish I could wake up like this everyday. She thought to herself. He looked so beautiful to her, his hair sprawled around him, his long ears, moving to the sides of his head, and she saw the turquoise colored earring in his ear and she smiled.

 

“We have work to do today.” Link told her, and she tilted her head to the side.

 

He sat up and she continued to look at him as he put on his hat. “Those charcoal makers, they did something far beyond what they had a right to, and now they will pay.” Link stood tall, he didn't have his boots or gauntlets on, but he looked every bit the hero he was rumored to be, even without his shield and sword. His tri-force began to glow on his left hand, and it just added to the glow as the sun, he seemed heavenly to her.

 

He lent a hand out to her. “You want revenge for their revenge?” he asked, grinning.

 

Malon's eyes set hard, she was ready. She nodded, she wanted to hurt those bastards, hurt them, not kill them, but hurt them, like they hurt her father. “Good. Now, should we burn their house down too?”

 

“I was just thinking the same thing.” Malon told him and giggled, like revenge was a small matter to her. “Hmm. I would love to live like this every day.” She said, looking out at the view around her, a small breeze blew in, blowing some of Malon's hair astray, some across her face.

 

Link held out his hand for her, and she took it, getting up. “Shall we?”

 

“Yes, lets.” She smiled and they climbed down the ladder, Link and Malon sliding down quietly, so as not toe wake Talon. The two walked quietly that is until Link noticed the glow from his sword and mask. “No… not now.” He breathed, but it was too late, the mask opened its mouth and began to speak.

 

“Good morning Link. It's a beautiful day out isn't?” it began in a guttural voice. It wasn't evil, just deep and ominous. “Such a wonderful day to get yourself ready for battle you know.”

 

“I have other things to do.” Link sneered at the mask, obviously not liking its hint at him having to fight.

 

“Like what? Would this girl have any part in it?” it seemed to get louder at Link's hushed tone, yet Talon didn't even stir. “Link, don't you think you are a little young for that?”

 

“I am out to hurt those who deal in pain.” He said to the mask and grabbed his sword, shield, and began to look through his masks, finding the stone mask might be more than useful.

 

“See Link? You would make the best warrior there is. You're smart, determined, skilled, strong, and most importantly, you know your values. You could be great!” The mask seemed to laugh at the thought.

 

“No, I am through with this, I will get this trial you speak of done with, and then sleep in and relax for the rest of my days.” He said to the mask, beginning to argue with a piece of wood carved into a perfectly polished likeness of a great and scary warrior.

 

“At least let me go with you. It would be a perfect time to show you what I can teach you!” It grinned at the thought of revenge on anything.

 

“No.” he said flatly.

 

“I'll shut up.” It offered, and Link knew it gave him his word.

 

“Fine, no talking for a week, go it?”

 

“Alright, but you have to wear me from here to where we are heading and back.”

 

“Deal.” Link slapped on the mask, clutching the sides of his head, as it seemed to be cracking. Malon rushed to his side after awkwardly keeping silent, putting a hand on his back, and then he lurched forward, screaming as he body grew and expanded, his muscles expanded, the gilded sword disappeared and instead a wavy flimsy looking sword appeared on his back. His tunic was covered in some strange armor.

 

His face had paint marks on it and his hair was white, along with his hat and tunic, and even his eyes were white. “Link?” Malon took a step backwards to let this new…thing have some room.

 

“Malon. It's me, just transformed. Those five masks, they give you the form of another. I'll let you try one on later, but right now, we have business to attend to.” His voice was deeper, with a tone of seriousness.

 

“Alright, Link.” Malon said his name just to reassure herself this really was the blonde boy who spent the night in her lap.

 

“Let's go, here, this mask has a power that lets you not be seen, do not put it on until we have gotten to their hut, I know where it is.” He handed her the stone mask, grabbed his bow and arrows, and they set off.

 

Epona didn't quite trust Link at first, but the coaxing and the scratches behind her ears proved his identity to the mare. “Think you can take me and Malon out?” he asked the horse. Epona responded to a snort, which Link took for `bring it on'.

 

Link got on and the horse showed no signs of struggling, he watched Malon get on, not wanting to touch her in the form he was in. They galloped off; heading to the house where the lowly charcoal brothers lived. Link told Malon of the plan to humiliate them. First Link scares them into running out the back.

 

“The house is coming into view Malon, get in position.” Malon slid off the horse and Link went around to the front of the house, and left the horse, knocking on the flimsy wood door after a few moments for all the players to set themselves up.

 

“Yeah? Wha' do ya' wa-” the man who answered the door, a bald man, who was portly, rather plain looking. “Earl…we have a visto'.” The man's voice shook with fear at Link's 6'6” form of pure muscle and hefty and sharp sword.

 

Earl, a man with traditional cropped hair came into view, a large man of about 6'2” with some muscle, but not a lot, came into view. “I can see that Barney. Ted…we have company.” Earl seemed to shake too, as he beckoned over the third man.

 

Ted was a plain man, of average height and weight, nothing special to look at, but he dressed smart and talked smart. He seemed to gawk at the huge man standing right outside their doorway. “C-c-can I h-h-help you?” he stuttered out finally.

 

“You know the Lon Lon Ranch?”

 

Two of them shook their heads `no' but one of them nodded their heads; that was all Link needed. He lifted his thin and sharp sword above his head to slash diagonally downwards, right to left. The three men screamed and shut the door, running for the back. Link's sword came down, chopping deep into either wall and cutting the door in half, like it wasn't even there. He heard the door slam against the wall as they ran out the back way to get away from Link, the terror.

 

The second step was for Malon to hide with the stone mask on, and trip the men with some rope they had with them. Trip them so they landed face first into the mud.

 

The three charcoal brothers came running along the path, trying to run as far away as they can from the giant behind them. Malon timed it right, propped her legs up against two trees, and wrapped the rope once around her hand; now was not the time to mess up. She saw them nearing and at the precise moment, she lifted the rope, pulling back as hard as she could, sending the men tripping into the small pool of mud in the rode, but they were still in view of the house for the last part of the plan, Malon got up and ran towards Epona, they needed to escape quickly before the screaming men attracted attention.

 

The third part of the plain was the physical payback for Talon's injuries. One that would send them the little `fuck you' to top off a well put together plan. Link was to shoot one of them in the arm with an arrow and a note.

 

The three men were disorientated and struggling to find their surroundings, when they heard a thump of boots landing. They saw Link jump up and land on their roof, drawing his bow and a singular arrow with something attached to it. He fitted the arrow and took careful aim, the bow was awkward for him, too small for his now huge size, but he was still an expert marksmen. He took swift aim and aimed for Ted's arm, him obviously being the brain of the works.

 

He sent the arrow flying, which hit its mark, the dead center of Ted's bicep, who howled in sudden jolting pain. He gave them an icy grin telling them he wasn't afraid for a return visit. With that he back flipped off the other end of the building, landing next to his horse with Malon, carrying the mask, already on Epona. He mounted quickly and galloped off.

 

Earl took the paper attached to the arrow and began to read in a strained voice, like he didn't know how to read. “I am watching you.” He read out loud and on the bottom was a picture of a tree. Earl looked around at the trees covering the area around their house, but a still howling Ted stole his attention. The two other men helped Ted up carefully, and helped him back to their house.

 

“That lousy, no good, dog-” Earl began but didn't get to finish as three thuds were heard on their south wall. Barney carefully went outside to investigate and screamed himself when he saw what he did, on the wall where three arrows, each with a paper with the words; “I am watching you.” Then followed by a single name each, different for each paper. Earl. Barney. Ted. They heard evil chuckling around their house and the three of them ran, ran far away from their house.

 

The fourth part of the plan was for them to enlist some help from some skull kids, who are also excellent marksmen, to shot off an arrow each after a few moments of them reentering the house. The skull kids laughed in joy and amazement as the cockroaches of men fled their home.

 

Link and Malon laughed all the way home.