Yo, Hei kisune here! Hope you enjoy my story, and I don't sued by some hot asian women...on second thought...

I don't own Zelda, nintendo I do own half of the games so Ha! And Ha once more!

*sorry I didn't post a new chapter, I am still working on it and it may be finshed or posted on christmas; I am 27 chapters in so far, I just edited a little here. Have a great holiday.

Lone wolf

Chapter one: Teachers aren't supposed to do this… right?

The mansion was huge at least three stories high with an exterior made out of wood and brick, which was painted over with a lovely dark green color. The roof was dark brown with two small towers on the left and right side. Its front yard was massive, the size of at least half a football field, with lovely fresh cut grass and a curvy stone path way splitting into two. One headed towards the large oak wood door, the other to the garage door that was open showing a forest green Hayabusa motorcycle. The mansion itself was surrounded by an acre long seven to eight feet high gray stone wall. The front gate was pure black possessing a three triangle crest in the center, two on the bottom and one on the top connected together, painted in gold. In general the mansion was magnificent.

Going back further behind the beautiful mansion the sounds of forceful shout and strong yells of a young man echoed off the walls of the mansion and trees of the forest that surrounded it.

"HA!" He yelled as he slashed the air horizontally with his broad sword. His dark blond hair dripped sweat form hours of his rigorous workout.

"Ha! Hiya!" with a thrust of his right arm his blade flew straight and quickly spun into another horizontal strike; his white tea shirt was drenched in sweat from hours of nonstop training, but his body wasn't close to being tired as he continued his graceful swings, strikes, thrust and parries. His bright blue eyes glared fiercely at his invisible opponent whom he tried to hit with all his might.

With a roar the teenager jumped in the air with his blade lifted high and slammed it into at the end of his jumping strike. The ground caved with such force that the grass dislodged itself form its roots and in the air form the energy of the blow. The young man stood up from his crouched stance and released a steady follow of air. With the back of his left hand he wiped the tired and salty sweat from his forehead.

"….hmm, practice is done." The boy's voice was young and smooth even though he was practicing for five hours. "Now I have to clean the hot springs."

The young man turned on his heel to pick up the sheath for his sword, twisting his neck to straighten out its kinks as he walked to the back of his large mansion.

Link Akashiya, seventeen years old lived in the large mansion that was really owned by the Akashiya Corporation, that his parents owned. As he scrubbed the light brown floor of his large indoor hot spring, and as the warm mist caused the bunched up sleeves of his white shirt and rolled up gray pants to wrinkle and become damp in his sweat, Link couldn't help but thank his grandfather Rauru who would take over the mansion and, if Link chose, the family company as well when he turned twenty one.

That was a long time, three years. Three years living in a mansion were the only thing to keep him company are the nightmares of his past.

Link, leaning on the pole of his bush broom stared longingly at the soothing hot bath water with stalagmites soaking in its healing liquid, shook his head of such morbid thoughts.

'I've got to stop thinking stuff like that. I accepted this life so I shouldn't complain.'

As he continued to clean the lonely indoor hot spring, Link considered taking a dip in himself.

Hideskimori High school is one of many top graded schools in Kyoto. Fall was on its way and the winter chill was starting to settle in affecting the sakura trees as they started to wither slightly. The front gate was open wide to allow some students who have jobs and off campus clubs. Inside the school its self the students were working diligently to keep up Hideskimori standards.

"Akashiya-san, wake up!"

WHAM!

"OW!"

Except for one.

Rubbing his bruised forehead, Link glared lazily at the book that had bounced off his head and on to the ground, then he turned his head to the front of his fourth period classroom at the owner of the Ap calculus book; and his new found hate for hardcover. The women in front was clearly impatient with him and was not in a good mood as she attempted to burn Link with her striking blue eyes. This woman, Nayru Athena was Links new math teacher of three weeks; three weeks filled with multiple head injuries, embarrassing wake up calls, and the total disregard of one's personal space. Ms. Athena wasn't an evil teacher, quite the opposite; Nayru was one of those teachers few students met in a lifetime, and sometimes wish they didn't. She was a woman of average height; five feet, give or take a few inches, with a gray work shirt that hugged her body to show some of her modest figure and a matching gray pencil skirt. Her long blue hair was in a pony tail that fell over her right shoulder like a waterfall. Her naturally glowing face was stern and strict as she frowned at a glazed eyed Link; her light hearted alluring blue eyes glared at him form under her glasses, waiting for him to give her a valid excuse for his lazy nature.

Withholding a yawn Link said, "Yes?"

A tick mark formed on the right side of Nayru's head as she forced a smile. "You seem to 'enjoy' my class very much Akashiya-san, so you wouldn't mind staying for an extra two hours, in detention."

Link sighed and slammed his head on his desk as many other students laughed at his third punishment, this week.

The sound of the bell was a relief for both Link and the students as they rushed out of the classroom getting ready for gym and other classes. Link was just about to put his foot out the door, heading to the boys locker room-

"Akashiya-san, a moment please."

He let out a sigh; he knew that tone of voice. He turned to meet her behind her desk, but he nearly faltered in his step. Her eyes weren't their normal disapproval or glint of annoyance, they were lot softer. Then an image flashed through his mind, a woman long blonde hair a smile that was small yet held more love than Aphrodite. His mother, Nayru's eyes reminded him of his mother; kind, gentle, full of wisdom with a hint of sternness. Slowly memories of him and her smiling and laughing passed as he looked in the eyes of his teacher, reliving those moments before-

"Akashiya-san."

His blank mind was filled with Nayru's voice as he was broken out of his trance.

"Ah, um," Link recollected himself "Yes Athena-san?"

Nayru paused before answering him. "Akashiya-san is there any 'issues' that you need help with?"

The raised eyebrow caused Nayru to sigh, "You never turn in homework, you're always sleeping in class, and when I do have your attention, you give me a lazy answer or a witty comeback."

She paused again letting the info, which wasn't new to him, sink in.

"Although," She laid out many test and quiz papers, all of them having one hundred percent or one hundred and fifty percent. "You've completely and utterly destroyed all my test and quizzes; passing all of them with hundreds or higher; giving you the highest grade in the class of a one hundred and twenty."

She laced her hands under her chin, her eyes filled with questions and concern. "So then tell me, Link Akashiya, why do act out so much in class?"

Link didn't know if he should have been annoyed or shocked that she asked a question none of the other teachers have. Before he could answer the sudden buzz of the late bell rang.

"Oops, it seems I've taken up too much time," Nayru took a sheet a paper out of her desk and wrote Link a pass for his next class. "Here, and please think about what I said."

He took the pass and walked out to his P.E class, Nayru's question quietly sat in the back of his mind.

History. How he hated that class. Link sat in his desk trying his best not to jump out of the three story window as he gazed out of it.

Actually it wasn't the class he hated, no it was its teacher.

"Alright you brats shut up or you fail."

Ganondorf Demise, a man who probably matched his age in height as he was at least near eight feet tall and as wide as a the doors he walks through. His fiery hair was short but wild like his blazing red eyes that always burned with a passionate hungry that seemed to never be satisfied, besides his horrid personality, he was also a big perv. There wasn't a day that went by that he wasn't hitting on anything that was female and human, he didn't even try to hide it either; even teenagers weren't safe form his molesting gaze. One would think that the principle would fire him or he would be reported at the very least. Yet many have tried this and ended up not coming home the next day, not only that but Ganondorf wasn't just a big strong oaf, he was smart and had big people in high places.

"Oh," Ganon's voice was deep and sounded like glass cutting gravel. "Before we begin we have a new student today." His crimson red eyes had a certain shine to it, meaning the new student was female.

"Come on in dear and introduce yourself. "

She was, in all, cute. But not just 'cute' girl 'cute, she was cute as in hot next door neighbor's daughter cute. Bright red hair flowed down her back to her hip like a bloody water fall; her heart shaped face was small and without a blemish or pimple in sight, and finally what capture every boy's eye was her own. Blue as the ocean isn't what someone would use describe her wild blue iris's. They were deep, uncontrollable, yet had a motherly calm to them; one would even say her eyes were made of blue fire. Her style of dress was that of every female student in Hideskimori; a black and red plaid skirt that dropped just below the knees, black blazer with a yellow circle badge over her left chest and under the blazer was white colored button down shirt with a red ribbon.

"Um...H-Hi," her voice was a quite shy melody "My name is Malon Kisugarui. Uh p-please take care of me." She did little bow, a red ting spread across her cheeks.

Ganondorf's smile became a kind cobra. "Well aren't you sweet! Why don't you take a seat in the middle back row?" Malon gave a small nodded and walked down the row of desk, Ganons 'kind' small never left his face as he leered at her backside; no one even said a word as his smile grew even bigger with every sway of Malon's skirt. Link on the other hand had enough.

"Hey you lecher quit staring at her like that!" Links voice boomed around the room some students looked shocked, other however were used to Link's outburst, since he did it every class whenever Ganon looked at any of the female students in such a way; however no one backed Link up on his part.

Malon swiftly stopped in her walk to the desk and turned to meet her teacher's raping eyes. A quick turn and she speed walked to her seat with her head down. The predator turned his hateful devil eyes to the brave soul who interrupted his 'playtime'.

"Link Akashiya you have detention with me for four hours today, you little-"

"Detention only last for two hours, or have you forgotten how to count after getting kicked out of 'high school for the pitiful.'" Link's own eyes were cold and calculating as they challenged Gannon's red orbs. The two fought each other over who would back down this, but like all their bouts, the fight would the same way.

"Tch, just be in my class after school today or else. " Ganondorf's threat was left Link feeling nothing but tired of the whole conversation. Ganondorf knew fully well that he couldn't touch Link without permission form principle Tiashi, whom both Link and his parents knew personal. All the jolly green perv could do was blow smoke form his nose.

Link just continued to glare at him until Ganon tried his head towards the class muttering, "Pathetic mutt."

"1904, it was during that time when general..." Link had long sense toned him out of his mind and tried his best not kill Ganon with his pen, as his last comment started bubbling up his anger. Unknowing to him, Malon had not taken her eyes off him for a second.

Lunch time at Hideskimori was the same at every school; students would eat their lunch in class with their friends or they could leave and eat it elsewhere. The only difference was not everyone eats with friends, Link being a prime example for that as he sat alone at his desk, leaning on two legs of his chair, he left leg propped up on the desk. The iced tea he drank was on said desk, but the gray bottle was empty and the straw dangled from his lips. The shape of the clouds outside interested him so that he stared at them with a look of indifference. Sitting alone was nothing new to him, ever since that day a year ago, being alone was like breathing to him; it was just so natural. He was so intrigued by the cat shaped clouds that he didn't notice the young women walking up beside him, standing there for a full two minutes until she spoke with a shaky voice, "Uh, um excuse me?"

Turning his head Link had met the timid eyes of Malon. She was standing on two different feet, shuffling form one foot to the other, her hands behind her back and her gaze finding the piece of paper on the floor more fascinating.

It was obvious Malon was nervous, this boy in front of her was something else compared to all the other boys she had met. He was at least two heads taller than her, had a light brown tan, and had a lean frame that looked like it wouldn't hold much muscle. His hair was blond but it had a dark ting to it giving him more of a brunette look and it was parted in the middle of his forehead giving him two bangs, although the one on the right was slightly longer than the other, that covered his eye somewhat and he had a short pony tail in the back tied by a black string. But what really stunned her were his eyes, they were bright blue, unlike hers which were darker in comparison. The bight lighting cobalt's were scary, but in a good way like a father or a cat, but under that power and courage, there was a feeling of deep loneliness and, dear she say, regret.

She even saw it in the way he dress; like all the boys at Hideskimori a black blazer with a white under coat and yellow pin on his left pocket but instead of black pants he wore slim black cargos, and his under shirt was unbuttoned by three, and tie unnoted. She didn't realize she had been quite for more than three minutes.

"Ah um...sorry but um," she tired her best to regain her composure; she was failing miserably." I just wanted to say, um t-thank for telling that teacher to stop staring at me."

Link sighed, he had hoped this wouldn't happen; with how fast rumors are he would've thought she heard of him already.

He looked at Malon her face was still flushed, but she still didn't look him in the eye. Links suddenly eyes turned cold and, as their eyes met, Malon into a petrified tree.

"Look, I appreciate the 'thank you' but I suggest you stop trying to be nice to me and start acting like everyone else and pretend I don't exist unless you want to treated worse than me."

Malon was genuinely shocked at Link's statement, but when she finally looked around to room to notice how the other students were looking at them. Some with fear others loathing and hostility, and lastly confusion; like they were wondering why she was even looking at him in the first place.

"Wha-"

"Hey Malon!"

Said girl turned her head to see a blonde girl and a brunette standing in the door way waving at her.

"You coming with us or what!?" said the brunette. Malon gave a look to Link which he returned with icicle daggers.

"Just leave; I am doing you a favor." With that last icy words he turned his head back to his cloud gazing.

Malon had a look of complete uncertainty, 'why would he say such a thing?' she asked herself.

"Hhhheeeyyyy! What's the hold up!?"

Her friends were getting impatience; she gave one last look at Link's back, thinking of a way to get his attention again but failed to bring up the guts to do so. In the end she gave up and walked to her friends.

"Yo what was taking you to long?" her brunette friend gave her an annoyed look as she put her hands on her hips.

"Sorry," she her face started turning red form embarrassment. "I was busy." Her eyes unconsciously looked back at Link, and made her friends eyes to widen with distress.

"Y-y-you were talking to HIM?!" The brunette chocked out. "What the hell's the matter with you?! Didn't hear the rumors?"

Malon blinked in innocent, "Rumors, what rumors Angie?" She had just got to this school today and she didn't hear anything about Link. Heck she had just met him and she was already thinking something wasn't right with him.

Angie, the brunette, narrowed her eyes at her friend of three years.
"Malon, how could you not hear about him, his name is all over town? Shit, even the city knows who he is." Angie put up her finger and started counting off," He's money hungry play boy, an assassin hired by the yakuza that's killed over a hundred people, and he's some sort of monster! He's a downright ugly jerk!"

The blond who was shorter of the three looked at Angie with some discomfort.

"Angie, not all those rumors are true."

"Ok maybe his not ugly…." The girls all blushed when they realized her last statement. "But still, Aryll you can't say all those things aren't true about him."

"Well I am not saying that, but he did help me when those thugs were trying to hurt me." Aryll look passive," so maybe his not that bad."

"Ha, oh please I bet he was just saving you so he could get you later by himself!"

Malon tuned out her friends argument, and asked her self her own questions.

'But he stop that teacher form looking at me like that, so his obviously a nice person, so why does every one avoid him so much?'

Link closed the locker door at the front double doors of his school as he put his books away for the day. Tucked under his arm was a skate broad with three golden triangles that has fire burning the top side and green and blue flames on the bottom for a design. Science, his last class of the day, had just ended and he was just about to turn to head home.

"And where do you think you're going ya little piss stain."

Links ire jumped another octave as he recognized the gravelly voice. Behind him stood a smug Ganondorf, his red eyes sparked in joy.

"You know your punk ass is mine for the next three hours." Ganondorf walked up to Link with a sinister sneer across his face. "Just because you're the ignorant principal's little pet doesn't mean you can avoid a teachers court ordered detention, brat."

Link knew his large foe was right; principal Tiashi was a family friend but he didn't go easy on him for that reason, so he still had to follow the school rules or get kicked out; although he didn't think working like a slave for Ganondorf was a good detention method. Link turned to face his warden.

"Be that as it may," Link stated his voice was even and calm, "That rule only applies to a real reason for a detention, not because I was trying to protect the students at this school form a sick pervert."

Ganondorf's face started glowing with anger, yet his expression was still arrogant and proud.

"Oh that's right, my 'acts' you deem unlawful, but aren't I just being a protective teacher, no; I watch my students carefully making sure no harm comes before them. And Mr. Tiashi hasn't relieved me of my teaching duties yet, so I must be doing something right." Link narrowed his eyes at Ganondorf's 'logic'.

"There is a difference between a guard dog and a lowly pervert; i.e. you, and the reason mister Tiashi hasn't shoved you off on the pink slip boat is because he knows of you 'connections.'" Link didn't know who Ganondorf really worked for or who he employed, but he knew they weren't saints.

"Speaking of our 'esteemed' leader," the way he said 'esteemed' leader made Link stared down at Ganondorf's large frame; that and his pure dislike of him. "His getting up in years isn't he? Yes, around the teacher rumor mill it sounds like he will retire soon." He walked closer to Link until he was standing right in front of the blonde; he had his hand on his chin, as if he was pondering the information.

"Yet, I can't help but wonder, if Mr. Tiashi dose retire, who will take his place?" It didn't take a genius to figure out where this conversation was heading. Link glared up at Ganondorf's cocky smile, daring him to continue his thoughts. But, his opponent waved a white flag in the form of his raising his hands in surrender.

"Now now, what's with that menacing look, kid , I am just saying any one could be the new principal of this school, Mr. Jonson, Ms. Tatl, Mr. Kid, Me." His smile became more malevolent, and his eyes burned with the fires of malice. But this didn't make Link back down, far from it; in fact he stepped even closer to Ganondorf, growling like some sort of beast.

"Over my dead body will I ever let you rule this school."

Ganondorf's deep bellowing chuckle would have made any shiver, "Oh but my dear out cast," he bent his head lower; red power hungry eyes attempted to burn the bight bold blues.

"I already have.."

The two looked at each other with such hostility, that one or the other may have just burst into flames at any moment. Links hands balled into a fist, his teeth bared at Ganondorf making them look like fangs. Ganondorf had a haughty grin, however his large meaty bricks formed boulders ready to smash the young teen, and his nose flared steam like a train. Both sides opposed one another for minutes, neither making a move for both knew it would blow their cover.

"Akashiya-san! This is where you've been hiding isn't it?"
Both males turned to meet the blue haired beauty Nayru, who looked more ferocious tiger then gentle dove. She ignored Ganon's large body and centered her seething eyes to Link's as she walked up to him.

"Young man you know fully well you have detention with me for two hours, you better not have been planning to leave."

Link raised his left brow before answering, but the 'kind' pig beat him to it.

"Why Athena-chan I had no idea you had to deal with this delinquent also." Ganondorf laid his charming voice on the alluring teacher; his eyes showed playboy playfulness. "Why don't we discuss his punishment over dinner, say five forty?"

Link wished he could send a physic punch to Ganondorf's face, although it seemed, Nayru beat him to it. "As unpleasant as that sounds I have to decline your offer Demise-san. " Link noticed the subtle twitch in Ganondorf's hand, "cause as you see Akashiya-san is in my care at the moment, since he owes me two hours of detention for sleeping in my class this morning." She sent a small glare the said boy through her glasses; he wasn't affected by it. "and school rules state that a student may have only one detention a day; since my class is before yours, Demise-san, Akashiya-san belongs to me for the evening".

She turned to face Ganondorf, looking right into his red eyes, " So I believe it would be a nice time for you to leave Demise-san."

Link did the same, glaring straight at Ganondorf threating him to make any wrong moves.

Ganondorf's smile was very forced, "I see then, well then I'll take my leave." He walked by Nayru giving a gentlemen's false smile. "Nayru-san." Then he walked by Link, bumping his arm against his roughly and sent a deep sneer that would've sent chills down a lesser man's spine; Link however wasn't lesser by any means.

When Ganondorf's malicious presences left though the double doors of the school, Nayru sighed in liberation of the tension in the air.

"So when does my detention begin?" Link's question caused her to jump a little. She turned to meet his calm cool eyes and pensive expression, she turned a little pink from embarrassment and how his gaze seemed to go right through her.

She cleared her throat and readjusted her glasses to recompose herself, "Yes about that." She walked up to Link in a teacher like authority, in which he just raised an eyebrow to; if she was trying to be intimidating, she was failing miserably being a head shorter than him and all.

"I've decided that giving you the normal punishment isn't going to be very productive for someone like you." She stopped only a foot away from him, "tomorrow I will have a meeting with your parents to discuss your behavior problems."

Link really wanted to slam his palm into his face at that moment, he didn't have time for this.

With a sigh,"Na.-" he was silenced by Ms. Athena's delicate finger on his lips.

"No, Akashiya-san," Nayru's face was stern and forceful; Link wasn't going to smooth talk out of this. "No more excuses, no more lies, more 'if's and/or 'but's, tomorrow after school I will have a meeting with both your parents, understand." It was clear she wasn't asking, so Link just sighed against her lovely finger and pushed it away; she really didn't know what she was getting in to.

"Fine Athena-san I'll tell my mother and father today that we're going to be having a guest tomorrow." His blue eyes didn't look at her as she smiled pleasantly and nodded at her success.

"Good, now since you agreed to this without a fight," Link wanted to roll his eyes at the fact he had a choice in the situation. "I will let your detention charge dropped today, you may go home." With that she turned on her lovely black one inch heels, her long blue pony tail flowing behind her, and left Link alone and with a sigh.

" I really don't want talk to my parents about this."

The next day was a normal one, Links first three periods were quiet and boring as he sleep through them and stared out the window in fourth with Ms. Athena occasionally throwing a book or piece of chalk at him to get his attention, P.E. was more cloud gazing, Ganon and him had another stare down, receiving another detention form him as he stopped him form trying to grope a another girls butt, lunch he sat alone on the roof; Malon had destroyed his privacy in the classroom, although he still felt some eyes on his back, and the rest of the day he was studying how see the back of his eyelids affects ones ability to pass his classes. The end of the day and Link had just finished his detention with Ganondorf, rubbing his neck as it was stiff form two hours of grueling slave work.

'I wonder if I could get that jerk arrested for student slave driving…' he thought with spite. He dropped his green skateboard on the ground, and started rolling-

"Akashiya-san I see you've obtained another dentition."

Link stopped at the lovely womanly voice of Athena-san's. He stopped on his board and turned to his left to see her standing by her black convertible. Today she wore a black blazer over a white collared shirt, which both hugged her body in a modest yet seductive manner, and to complete her style was a long dress skirt that was stained with blood red. Link reduced a groan, he had forgotten about her and their 'meeting'.

Decided to just get it over with, Link walked over to Athena-san's who had a light smile on her face.

"Hopefully after this little conference with your parents, this will be your last." She walked around to the drivers set of the car, getting in and opening the passenger side, which stayed open for the three minutes that Link stared at it.

"Well?" Nayru said with a little impatience in her voice, "What are you waiting for, get in."

And Link responded with a rise of both his brows; this was the first time he had ever been speechless.

"..Wha-Why-umm-uh-W-Wait is this even legal…." He muttered shaking his head trying shake out the rock that got lodged in his gears.

Nayru sighed, "It's not that I don't trust you Akashiya-san, but I think it would be best if I took to your home myself, it'll be a lot quicker." Link looked in her own blues that showed no hesitation or in her command.

'Why is she going so far for this….' The thought crossed Link's mind; if she was this serious about this then she'll just get hurt in the long run.

"Look Athena-san," Link tried to get her to listen to reason, "there's something you should know about-"

"Akashiya-san in the car, now." It seemed reason wasn't in her vocabulary.

He sighed; he tried to warn her now they'll both suffer the consciences. He trudged to her car and set his board and bag in the back. Getting in the passenger side, Link closed the door keeping his eyes and hands to himself.

Nayru sighed; this boy was really trying her kind soul. "You know its customary to tell someone who's driving you somewhere where they're going."

She stayed silent for a moment, and silence was her response.

"An Address would be nice. Or a street…" 'Or a towel for the cold shoulder…'

"North 2nd Rode 54239 past the black gates." Link said in a tired even voice.

Nayru smiled and started her engine that roared like a hungry stomach.

"See now that wasn't so hard." She tried to lighten the mood, sadly it made Links cold one more idle.

Form the ride out of the school gates to getting on the suburban street the car was ride was like the anticipation of hitting an ice berg; cold and unforgiving. Nayru tried to lighten the mood, although telling bad jokes doesn't really help, it just hurts your pride and the rider's, but no matter what she did Link kept his clam cold scowl and never even looked at her; which she felt somewhat grateful for not having those icy iris pointed at her.

'If this is what their son is like' Nayru thought with fear 'I don't want to know how the parents are.'

Link was obviously not in a good mood, but he wasn't in a bad one either. He tired many times to warn this stubborn woman that what she was doing was stupid and unnecessary; although he did admire her courage, if not a bit over the top, to take her job so seriously. But for him it'll just get her hurt in the end. As the last convenient store the scenery took a large turn, even though she's been driving for only ten minutes with Links' precise turn by turn directions, they were able to reach the rode that lead to through a group of trees quickly. She was easily taken over by the sudden change and became more curious as to where young Link lived; she hoped it wasn't in a cave judging by the small forest they were passing though. When the forest cleared up, the bight late afternoon sun slightly blinding the travelers, Nayru failed to hold back her shock. Less than a mile up the rode was a beautiful western style mansion. It's forest green color had contrasted perfectly with its fresh cut grass that surrounded it one acre perimeter, the two towers on both sides made it look like it could have belonged in medieval Europe, but it's white garage door took that thought away quickly. The home was stunning and Nayru was stunned complete.
'T-this is his home!?' her mind was utterly shell shocked at the thought of a boy his age living in such a home. "Well it would explain some things…" Nayru thought out loud.

Link didn't even twitch at his teacher's reaction, when they reached the black gates of the house, symbolized with three triangles, Nayru stopped the car wondering how they get in. Link however opened his door and walked to the gate. Nayru was about to protest until she saw him walk to a small black box on the wall next to the gate. After link pushed the buttons on the box, the gate slowly opened with satisfying creek of its iron bars. Once it fully opened, splitting the three triangles in the middle. Link walked back to the car, closing its door and pointed out where Nayru needed to drive next.

"You can park in front of the garage." He did all this without looking at Nayru even once and spoke with the same clam indifference he had since the beginning of the trip.

Nayru, getting used to the icy blizzard that was Links emotion, swiftly drove her car up the curvy quarter mile hill. Getting closer to the lavishing home she noticed its large mahogany double doors and on the left side of the mansion was a large pond, with a mini bridge and two gazebos. Parking her car Nayru noticed that there were no other cars around.

'That's strange,' she thought 'shouldn't there be a car here if his parents are here? Is it in the garage?' she was starting to wonder if Link was truly holding up his part of the deal.

Turning the car off she was still mesmerized by the sheer beauty of Links home, that she didn't notice said boy had gotten his things and got out of the car and was standing by the door waiting for her. When called to her, Nayru blushed at her embarrassment and quickly followed Link who had started opening the door.

There is only a certain number of times when Ms. Athena can be stunned to silence in one day, so far that number has jumped up by one. The interior was as impressive, if not more so than the exterior. The walls were a lime emerald with boarded gold edges that lick around it, combined with its wood maroon floors, and two stairs that lead to the two balconies of the three story estate the regal aura in the room was immense and over bearing to the middle class teacher. She walked slowly in the breathtaking room with an opened mouth and awed mind, until her black heels hit a snag in their step. Looking down she noticed that a large black rug that cover half of the room with its plush padding and in its center was stitched in the same three gold triangles she saw in on the front gate.

'A family symbol?' she thought.

She was in such deep thought that she didn't notice her student had called her name twice.

"Athena-san."

She jumped slightly at the sound of her name, and looked up to see Links cool eyes looking at her form the bottom of the stairs.

"Ah um yes?" she didn't mean to answer, but her train of thought was thrown off by the sheer size of Link's home.

"Would you like some tea or-" Link tried to be a good host.

"Akashiya-san," however form the tone of her stern voice, he was failing. "I appreciate the pleasantries, really I do. But, I just want to talk to your parents about your behavior."

Link knew she was trying to sound sincere, but he still felt a tired from the whole ordeal; it was huge waste of time to him. With a shrug he started walking towards the left of the hallway singling his teacher to follow. Walking down the halls Nayru noticed that there were no pictures hanging on the walls, they were just plain green and had many doors as they passed by, and just as many low windows on the left, also the home was eerily quite. She found it strange that such a big house had no servants of any kind, or at least some one around to maintain it. She was beginning to wonder if it was just Link and his parents in such a large mansion. They had been walking for only two minutes but it felt like an century for her in the lavishing household, she was starting to get nervous, although she had heard the rumors flying around Link like a swarm of bees, she didn't believe them unless it came from the boy himself; although the one about him being rich was definitely proven. But with his cold demeanor and rock steady stare; with the inclusion of the creepily quite home, she was starting to wonder if some of the darker and harsher ones of him being a killer of sorts were true. As she watched his back finally come to a stop, she became more startled. Yet she calmed down seeing the door in front of them as he opened and a let her pass though. They now were outside, the backyard she guessed, a very big backyard leading to a forest. Noticing their location, her fears had been renewed.

'W-Why are we outside? A-Are we going in the woods?' she thought in fear 'oh god his going to kill me, he's going kill me and leave my body in the forest because I got to curious about his social life!' Nayru's face paled at the thought of own death in her imagination.

' If I had known that teaching would lead to this, I would have listen to my farther and become a CEO!'

She nearly screamed when Link looked turned to look at her, "My parents are just ahead."

He turned to walk through the thick wood and Nayru let out a deep sigh of relief she didn't know she had held in, glad that she would live another day. Suddenly realizing she was alone, she quickly tried to catch up to Link. The woods were surprisingly not as quiet as the mansion they were in, the bird's song their twilight symphony and smaller more down to earth critters chattered swiftly about the evening news around the lush green and brown scenery. The dusk light penetrated through the branches of the tall tree casting its forgiving energy on the wildflowers and bushes that surrounded the green silk floor below them.

'Why would his parents be way out here?' she couldn't help but think this all wired form the start; Link's cold outlook was natural but the whole thing was too strange to her and Link had not given information except on his parents and that wasn't much to go on. When they finally stopped they were out in a little clearing that held an affluent amount of roses and sakura trees; who currently wasn't in bloom because of the chilly autumn air, the roses however were a different set of beauty all together. The hues of reds and blues sparkled like an engagement diamond and gave off a kaleidoscope of refreshing scents that pleasured her delicate nose; lavender, jasmine, fresh cut grass and vanilla just to name a few. Once again Link had jumped the number of times Nayru could be stunned in one day, and he was about to push that number to four.

"Athena-san…" sadly Links voice had brought her back from her in moment of the peaceful aura the scene gave off. "These are my parents."

Link stepped aside un-concealing an explosion of realization, shock and complete and utter shame on Nayru's visage. Beside Link was two light gray fresh grave stones, burning incense of jade slowly wafted around with an autumn breeze, an small bowl of water accompanied the incense with a single sakura blossom floating gently in its bath.

Nayru dared not move for the denial held her in place.

'…T-this is a joke right….' Her logical mind tried to comprehend if this realty was a truth. 'A simple pra-' her thoughts were broken by Links eyes as she turned to him for conformation for herself. However even though it only lasted a second, it didn't take one to notice the once cold impassive stare that was now looking at the tombstones with deep remorse and regret, his bright blue eyes shimmed as his faced soften showing signs of stress and fatigue, to Nayru he looked more like a lonely child then the strong and defiant young man she's grown to know him by. Yet the brief moment of Link's true self was gone as quickly as it came when looked back at her with his normal icy deadpan expression. No, Nayru knew know it wasn't an expression, it was a mask. A mask to hid and hold back the deep loneness that had festered deep within.

"I'll go get some tea while you discuss what to do about my behavior." Link spoke with complete seriousness, not wavering in his even tone as he walked through the woods back to his house leaving Nayru with the grave of his family. Minutes passed before she even took a tentative step towards the gravestones. Then another, another, another, until she was just close enough to read the titles that decorated the polished gray.

Aoron Akashiya September 22 1982–March 15 2012 a loving farther and joyous soul.

Tenshi Akashiya May 4 1984-March 15 2012 a caring mother and a strong sprit.

She placed her fingers on Tenshi's head stone. Gliding them along she felt it's cool roughness of rock. They were real, completely real. Not trick, prank or someone to come out to say 'we got you!' this illusion turned out to be fates cruel truth.

She felt like a fool, an utterly shameful idiot.

She had thought the boy to be nothing more than a smart and lucky delinquent. But all this time he was just trying to mask his pain and loss of his family. And she had the nerve, the audacity to ask to 'speak' to them about his attitude in class; it would explain why he showed her the cold shoulder, why he ignored her constant tries to make peace with him. It would have been an insult to his family's memory. A sudden spark clicked in her head, the mansion he lived had not a soul in it; as empty as a ghost town yet even more depressing, and judging by the date on the tombstones their death had been no more than a year ago. She had come to Kyoto four months ago so she couldn't have heard of his family's death, but it didn't give her any excuse.

'T-This whole time, for more than a year he had-' The crunch of the grass behind her shut off her thoughts. Link had appeared behind her carrying a tray with four small cups of green tea; it seemed he had been serious about making tea for them. Link walked to the two stones and bent down to set a cup of tea in front of each stone as an offering, the scent of ginseng danced form the steam form the cups. He stepped back and bowed lowly, bending his body into a perfect right angle.

He turned to Nayru offering her a cup, she merely looked at him her eyes filled with an abundance of apologies and I'm sorry's. Like a fish drowning on air, her mouth tried to form the words in her head but either out of fear or trauma she didn't know. All she could do was accept the cup of tea with seemed to torch her hand as she touched it. Link gingerly gulped down the warm liquid with a tranquil demeanor, Nayru looked at her cup with unease. With a satisfying sigh, Link finished his drink, Nayru hadn't even noticed until he spoke with swift coolness.

"You should probably leave, you may catch a cold."

Nayru looked at Link and tried to speak out her thoughts.

"A-Aka- Link I-"

"I have some homework to do so I'll leave the gate open for you." On the turn of his heel he started to walk to his cold desolate home. "I'll see you tomorrow, Athena-san."

Nayru stayed, rooted on the spot with nothing but the two graves ridiculing her, judging her for her past mistake. She wanted to wait until Link came back, but she knew he wasn't coming, she knew it was a waste of time to wait for someone who despised you. Gather what was left her resolve, she walked back to her house to her car and drove with a heavy distort heart back home.

Friday at Hideskimori was normal as every for Link, first period sleep, second sleep, third the study of sleepology, fourth how every was different.

"Now that we learned how to test for continuity along the line graphically we can now learn an easier method using derivatives. By differentiating the function..."

Nayru was teaching the class a new math technique in her long sleeved white business jacket, and red and blue floral pattern blouse that reached to her ankles over her black clicking high heels. She turned form the black marked up white board filled with complex equations, and numbers that many of the class really didn't get; the young boys however were to focused on the beauty of a teacher and how her blouse flowed with every step, while her other students reeled in their expressions to see if she could continue or not. She turned around and surveyed her students until her eyes fell on the blonde head of her most promising yet lethargic student Link. His head was down and the sound of deep breathing slowly released form the small holes in his crossed arms. As Ms. Athena gazed at him, her thoughts reeling from yesterdays astonishing revile, her mind flowed from the current scene to the scenes form the yesterday replaying like a horror movie. She didn't notice how long she had been staring at the sleeping lad, until one of the students coughed and caught her attention.

Quickly adjusting her red rimmed glasses, Nayru returned to the present.

"S-so any questions?"

As class continued no one noticed Links blue eyes became colder.

Nayru sighed after the long fourth class, it was very tiresome dealing with both her own wandering thoughts and blistering-

"I didn't ask for your sympathy."

The young icy voice caused Nayru's heart to nearly stop. Looking to her left, she saw standing in her doorway was Link. Normally when Nayru sees the young man she sees a lazy math whiz who needed help to find his full potential, after the 'meeting' with his recently deceased parents she saw him as a lonely soul, now as she gazed a Link she sees something that completely terrified her. Eyes, colder than the vacuum of space and bluer than sapphire glared at her with overwhelming disappointment.

"I didn't want anyone to feel sorry for me, or try to help me or give me a false sense of trust. I don't care whether or not people care about my parent's death."

He stared at though the window, pausing in his speech as if the word death still gripped him.

"That's why," he sighed "that's why I truly enjoyed your class; even though I didn't show it much outwardly, I like that you didn't care for my status or the rumors that floated around me. You didn't let me sleep in class like the other teachers who tended to me like their own child."

Link tired not to growl out the last part.

"You, you were different. You looked past all that, you may have cared a little too much for my wellbeing but you didn't caudal me. You respected me like any other."

When his eyes turned to, Nayru flinched at their harsh discontentment. "But it appears I stand corrected." Link turned to leave to his next class.

"It looks like it'll be harder to keep my promise. Maybe I should just jump right into Tokyo U."

With that Link took a step on into the lone hallway and step closer to total isolation. Yet some force, divine or gravitational, stopped him taking that final walk. Causing poor Nayru to look like a pale sheet of her former self, fearing of what Link planned to say next.

"….I….I don't know why I am even expressing all this to you." His voice no higher than an ant, and no lower than a whisper. "You probably couldn't care how I feel about all this. So then why? Is it because your…" Link shook his head, dismissing the thought and walked to his P.E class just as the bell rung.

An eternal nightmare, that what Nayru was in. Images, a horror show of those same eyes form the past drowning her disapproving her of her choices her very own life style. But Link's eyes hurt worse than those long ago; Link's cold endearing gaze was more than just stagnating approval. Distrust, sadness, a boy who lost a friend all these feelings flew form his eyes. Link may not have noticed but after teaching for over three years Nayru had seen many different types of eyes that showed an kaleidoscope of faces and emotions, even though Link barely showed much emotion, whenever he did however Nayru saw a man who couldn't wait for his end to come, a tired man who was barely hanging on to a thread of his happiness and Nayru had severed that thread with a dull rusted katana. She had failed, failed as a teacher, failed as a friend and failed as Nayru Athena.

Her fist clenched until her palms were whiter than bone. 'No I can't…I won't be a failure anymore.' She shook her head fiercely, determination erupting form her eyes. She would not be what everyone wants her to be, she will prove to them that she is truly worthy of the title 'Athena'. She will prove to Link that she is different form all the other teachers in this school.

Link yawned pitifully in his fourth period. Last night at the restaurant was murder, and riding home on Epona, his dark green Hayabusa cycle, for two hours on the way home didn't help much. Nayru's back was turned scribbling down many equations of different numbers and figures, which was nothing new to him; he already knew the chain rule and rates of change. With another lethargic yawn Link decided it would be a good time to get some shut eye, not that she was care if he slept or not. To her he was just Link, the poor rich boy who needed someone to take care of him. Closing his Link drifted off to dream land.

'SMACK!'

"Yeow!?"

In retrospect Link was glad it was a piece of chalk and not a pencil; that would've gone right though his head. Link rubbed his red throbbing forehead, and looked at the direction of where the chalk flew form. A shadow loomed over him, turning to his left he saw red rimmed glasses that had a harsh blues eyes glaring at him from under them.

"Akashiya-san," Link looked up at the woman standing over him, she didn't look at all happy with her hair now down form it's long pony tail and flowed down to her hips and her white collared long shelved shirt and long blue pencil skirt. "Seeing that you don't do any of my homework you have no reason to sleep in my class." Her glared sharpen as she adjusted her glasses with her pointer and thumb. "If you have the time to nap then you have the time to stay after school for two more hours in detention."

Looking at Nayru, Link felt something different about the stubborn blue haired teacher, besides her hair being down. Link, still nursing the brusie that was sure to scar, noticed that her eyes were not as dull as the they were yesterday, they were tough, powerful and yet filled with compassion; somewhat like a mother.

As Nayru Glared at Link he did something she never thought he would ever do. With slight lift of his lip and spark in his eyes, Link smirked. It wasn't a cocky smirk or devious one, it a smirk of acceptance. In his own strange way Link now sees Nayru as someone and not just a teacher who cares way too much.

"Humph," Link chuckled lightly, "Whatever you say, sensei."

For some reason Nayru blushed.

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