second fic. yay!

First off, this will be the yaoiness, meaning in later chapters there will be the man sex so if you don’t like it,leave before the story gets there.

Second, language. It’s in the story. So yeah…

Third, this is based on the Zelda game, the Four Sword, so there will be four times the hotness. (or eight if you count Dark Link. ;;).

Oh and, I don’t own them. Wish I did though. The things I could do…

Four of a kind

“Sigh.” Breathed Link as he looked into his now empty mug. He was sitting on an old looking stained stool by the mahogany bar. The room was dimly lit by a couple candles, revealing the mostly empty space. There were only a couple men playing a card game in the back, the smoke from their cigars swirling about. The only sign as to the time of day was the single window above the door in which the moonlight shone through.

“Sigh” breathed Link again. Why did things like this happen to him? Was the world out to get him? After thinking for a moment, he realized that was a ridiculous question.

Of course it was.

“Ahem.” Startled, Link looked up to see a young women staring at him. She wore a white dress with a green apron and a maroon vest that greatly emphasized her chest. She looked no older that 16 and other then her revealing outfit, seemed innocent enough. Also, Link couldn’t help but notice her cheeks on the verge of blushing.

“Sorry to bother you sir, but would ye like another mug?” Link thought for a moment. He really should save his gems but…

“If you don’t mind miss.” He replied, noting the girls blush growing redder.

“Of course sir! Right away!” she said, trotting off to the back to get his drink, giggling all the way.

Link was quite used to this behavior. Girls were always falling for him. And rightfully so. He was attractive, what with his blond hair, blue eyes and adorable ears. He wore the emerald tonic that he always did, with a leather belt wrapped around his slim middle. He had on his large leather boots and sandy colored leggings, which greatly emphasized his well toned legs. And to top it all off, his green cap that he loved so. It was no wonder girls were attracted. Link didn’t like to think he was vain, but he knew he was a little bit.

Suddenly, there was a crash from the room upstairs, then a yelp, a cry, then more crashing, along with quite a bit of swearing. While Link looked up instantly, while the men at the card table didn’t seem to notice and continued their game.

“Dammit…” Link muttered to himself. He rose from his seat reluctantly and went to the staircase to the rooms above.

Meanwhile, a man walked into the bar from the opposite staircase that also went upstairs to the inn rooms. He looked almost exactly like Link except he wore a sapphire blue tonic and matching hat. He was also taller and wider set, with broader shoulders and hips, though compared to most he was still fairly slender.

He sat at the bar, his clothes sopping wet. He muttered to himself angrily, cursing everything he could.

“Here’s your milk sir!” chirped the bar girl, setting the refilled mug in front of the Link look-alike. He was startled and stared at the girl, though quickly after resuming his piss poor attitude and glared menacingly.

“Milk?” he asked accusingly, his voice deeper then Links. The girl was taken aback by the change of attitude, but thought it best not to ask.

“Well y…y…yes sir. Ye told me before t…t…t… that ya don’t like to drink s…sir.” The girl replied, stuttering because of the dark look the man was giving her.

“You kidding me? Geez didn’t think he was that big a wuss…” the man mumbled, too low for the girl to hear.

“Look, just take that milk back and get me a beer.” He ordered. The girl nodded and ran off.

“Damn kids.” He muttered. He heard Link’s voice from the floor above, and Link did not sound happy. Sighing, the man got up knowing that there was no use to avoid what was coming. He headed up the stairs that he had previously entered from.

A few moments later, yet another figure appeared. Again the figure looked a lot like Link, this time wearing a purple tunic. He his build was even more slender then Links and he had a much gentler face, giving him a more feminine look.

Hesitantly he looked around, obviously trying to find someone. After some time, he seemed to give up, ready to go back up the stairs when he heard a voice.

“Excuse me sir. I have your drink.” The figure looked back, confused. But he did approach the bar and sat.

“Thank you miss.” He said. His voice was softer then links, shy but intelligent. He took the cup and smiled at the girl. If she hadn’t been so confused, she would have blushed madly at the charming grin.

The man took a sip, and swallowed quickly, a look of disgust on his face.

“Is something wrong?” inquired the girl, fearing the man may turn angry like before. But the man shook his head and replied “no, it’s fine really, but do you have something that doesn’t have alcohol? Some tea perhaps?”

The girl, more then confused now, nodded and took the mug away. The figure sighed as he heard crashing from above.

“Not again…” he mumbled, getting up to see what the trouble was.

Half way up, a young man bounded past the figure at full speed. The figure watched the boy go by, and decided it would be best to leave him be.

The boy skidded to a halt at the bar entrance. He, like the other two, looked like Link except he wore a ruby red tunic. He was smaller then Link and looked about 7 years younger (think young Link). He looked around curiously, his ruby red eyes sparkling. He soon spotted the men in the corner and his eyes changed from curiosity to glinting with mischief.

As he was concocting his plans, the bar girl called out saying “sir, your tea.” The girl noticed that something was different about the man… boy… whatever. While at first she was taken with the man, he was now really pissing her off.

“Sir, you tea.” She called again since the boy didn’t seem to notice. That was it. She walked up to the boy, shoved the cup into his hand and said angrily “Your tea.”

The boy looked up at the girl innocently, with big puppy dog eyes. The girl’s heart melted instantly.

“I’m sorry miss. I didn’t hear ya.”

“That’s alright. Is your tea ok?”

He lifted the cup to his lips, and then suddenly dumped the contents of the cup into his mouth. He sat staring for a moment, then spat out the tea, spraying it all over the floor.

“YUCK!” he cried.

“Excuse me!” the girl asked accusingly. She had tried very hard to make that tea.

“This tea taste like crap! Yuck! You make this!” he asked. The girl nodded, her temper rising. At this point, the men at the back table had stopped their game and watched, their cigars hanging out of their mouths.

“Well then, sucks to be you. This is crap!” he replied, obviously over exaggerating the disgusted look on his face.

“Well, excuse me for trying!” the girl cried, very upset and confused.

“HAH! There’s no excuse for a girl like you!” he shot back, clearly enjoying every moment of the fight.

“Why you little…!” the girl shouted as she was about to tackle the boy. Suddenly, she was lifted off her feet. She screamed and turned to see the culprit and saw none other then the man in the blue outfit.

She stared in shock at the cold blue eyes, finally looking back to see the man in the green outfit go over to the boy in the red, grabbing him by the ear and yelling at him for who knows what.

“We are so sorry miss. We can explain, really…” apologized the figure dressed in purple, trying to calm the woman. But it was too late for apologies.

“GET OUT OF MY INN! NOW!”

so that was it. sorry for the lack of action. in all honesty, there won't be hardcore action till chapter 4. sorry, but theres stuff that has to happen first. anywho, hope it's alright. ;;