FANFIC: The Reason He fights, 3/?, (Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess [LinkXIlia])
Ilia woke up with the sunset, and as she stretched in the bed, she felt the token of her last two days without sleep. She noticed that someone had put a clean change of clothes on the chair by the bed. She slid off the bed, and took the clothes: almost three days in her pyjamas were enough for her. She felt like she desperately needed a bath, and she knew the healing waters of the hot springs would help relax her muscles. With the night falling down, the springs would be empty and Ilia needed a moment of privacy to organize her thoughts.
The young lady climbed up to the springs and happily peeled off her dirty clothes. She slowly walk into the springs, getting used to the temperature of the water. She kneeled down once she reached the middle of the pool, and used a small clay jar to pour off water over her body. She instantly felt her muscles untangled, the tiredness washing away with each droplets of water running down her body. With the moonlight as the only light, she looked down at herself, the warmth of the water suddenly reminded her of Link’s hot breath on her skin, his fingers leaving burning trails on her stomach, his soft lips over hers. She shivered slightly at the thought of what would have happened next if the young man had not passed out. Her reason thanked the Goddesses for it while the rest of her body craved for more. And her heart, well, her heart was a complete mess and she had no idea why. She barely knew Link after all, but ever since she meet him, she felt drawn to him like a moth is drawn to the flame. Somehow, she felt at ease around him, she felt comfortable, she felt like she had known him all her life. She stopped her musing for a moment as she filled up the jar and dipped it over her head, letting the water wash out the dust in her hair.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at his bedside at all time?” asked a strange voice in the night. Ilia yelped out of surprise, the jar crashing against the rock where she had thrown it in retaliation. But it did not do much damage as the little creature that appeared in her bedroom with Link seemingly came out of the rock and slowly floated nearby Ilia, lying on its side, in thin air. It raised an eyebrow, looking up and down at Ilia before the girl realized her unclothed state and crossed her arms over her chest, not without glaring at the creature. It was answered with a smirk:
“You’re not the first naked human female I have seen, don’t worry. I just don’t understand what he finds attractive about you...”
The creature’s words brought a blush to Ilia and she looked at it, bewildered. Could Link truly find her attractive? The Twili rolled her eyes at the young woman’s questioning gaze.
“Tsk....and here I thought he made it pretty clear to you last night....You’re one dense female....”
Ilia was already out of the water, drying herself with a soft clothe. The blush on the human girl deepened as the meaning of the creature’s comment sank in: “You....You saw us?”
“Bleh, more like heard you. Ooooh.....Aaaaah....” she mimicked in a mocking tone, “...And the moaning and the groaning.....tsk....you humans certainly have strange ways to communicate your feelings” she added, sarcasm written all over her words.
The young woman was about to scold the creature on how rude it was to listen to them as she finished dressing herself, but she was interrupted by Renado’s arrival.
“I didn’t expect to find you both here...” he said, looking back and forth between Midna and Ilia. The Shaman felt like he had walked in at an inappropriate moment between the two of them, but kept that observation to himself. “...but this will me save a trip around the village. Link has regain consciousness.”
The announcement made Midna smirk since she had always known Link would come through it, although Renado could swear he heard a sigh of relief coming out of her, while Ilia gasped before grinning, beaming with relief and happiness. She fought against the idea of running all the way to the hut, and silently followed Renado down the hill. Her heart was racing and she felt like butterflies had invaded her stomach, and she wondered why she suddenly felt so nervous at the thought of seeing Link again. Her eyes widened at the thought of facing him after what had happen the night before. Jogging to the village’s leader, she asked:
“Did......Did he said anything when he woke up?”
Renado look at the young lady, confused by her question. “No....not really. He was pretty confused as to how he got to Kakariko Village, though. The last thing he seemed to remember is how he got his wounds.”
“Oh...” Ilia froze in place. Then the creature was wrong. Their interlude must have been induced by Link’s fever, not because he found her attractive, she told herself. She should be happy, she would never have to talk about that night to anyone. She should have been happy, yet she felt like she had been stabbed through the heart...