Hyrule High

Histroy Class

Hyrule high was a mix of boys and girls but it was separated into two buildings. The south building had the boys' school and their dorms. North held the same but for girls. Both were expected to work to the highest potential of their academic work. Well some were failing but the teachers were willing to help. And that is what Professor Twilight had in mind for one of his students. In the history wing in the south building, there was a lesson going on. Most in the class where just plainly Goofing off. "HEY! Come on! Time stop it! That's the fourth paper ball. Where in the name of din are you getting all of this paper..." skyward said crumpling the paper ball even more. Time just laughed. "Found it..." he said as he chucked another pall. How ever Professor twilight was not amused. "Time.....stop it at once..." he said narrowing his eyes.

Time shrugged, and groaned,"Fine." Shoving his supply of paper into his pocket. He slouched down in his chair, and crossed his arms. He began to daydream as Twilight went on an on, a rush of pleasure went through him as he imagined himself as THE hero. Getting everyone to love him, and everyone was praising him for saving Hyrule again. His eyes slowly closed as his head leaned back onto his chair, he felt drowsy, and began to fall asleep. He smiled as he imagined the people who'd love him.

Sky looked over seeing the blonde male was asleep. 'Uh oh...if the Professor finds out he will try to pin it on---' skyward was cut from his thoughts as mask link was digging around for his deku mask. Smiling he placed the mask on time covering his mouth with a giggle. Skyward gulped. "Oh sweet hylia....." he said softly. "Umm time..." he said leaning over till he heard twilight smack his ruler on skyward's desk. "Focus Skyward..." he said not even noticing Time sleeping.

Wind rolled up his notebook and bopped mask on the head,"C'mon. We don't want hyrule stuck with you again." He took down notes furiously, as he was looking at his drawing beside his notes. It was a drawing of Professor Twilight. Wind didn't quite understand, but he somehow became fond of his teacher. It was weird, he knew he had someone else, younger set out for him, but his heart was stuck on that one Link.

Mask just laughed. "Hey what's with those drawings anyway....?" He asked as he manage to get the note book from wind. "Oh my hylia....." he was soon laughing. Skyward sighed as he looked down. 'I'm the purest one. Well that and wind maybe....' he thought as he looked over at Wind. "Mask give his note book back....." he sighed.

Wind swiped the notebook away from Mask, and held it close to his chest, a tiny rush of worry shot down his spine. 'What if he saw? What if they found out? What is HE found out?' He started panicking to himself, and looked over at Wild. He was on his laptop looking at pictures of Wild Zelda, of course. I don't know what's with him, he's so dedicated to her. Wind looked down at his notebook cover, Him and Tetra standing together on her ship. 'Where did I go from here? We were such a pair...'

"So from those pictures looks like you got the hots for the professor..." mask asked smirking. "Forget those cute little drawings in your notebook...I'll get something you can't take your eyes off..." he smirked. As soon as the bell rang, everyone was gathering their things. "WAKE UP TIME!!!!" Mask yelled knowing he had the deku mask on time's face. The professor sighed. "Everyone is dismissed. Wind, I want to talk to you alone..." he looked at the young boy.

Wind was shaking in his boots, gulped, and picked up his things. He walked over to the professor, and looked up at him. 'I hope Mask didn't tell him about my drawings...' In his head, his thoughts were bouncing around, and his heart was racing faster by the second. "Yes, Professor? Is there something I did wrong?" He clenched his teeth behind his closed lips, trying to not appear nervous.

As everyone left the older male took a seat at his desk. "It's your grades wind...in the beginning of this year you were doing amazing...now your grades started to drop.." he said. Clearly he was concerned for his student.

"I-I'm sorry, professor. I'll fix them up as soon as I c-can." He stuttered, he was never this close to his professor before, his fantasized were almost taking over his words. He couldn't show any deep emotion he had for him.

Twilight nodded as he got out Wind's permanent record of his tests, homeworks, quizzes and other things he had graded. "I want you to stop by my room during your lunch period or at the end of the classes for the day so we can work out a study schedule. But Wind, is anything bothering you...?" He asked. He thought maybe it was one of the other students.

Wind looked away for a brief moment,"Well, they'll remain nameless for a bit, but there's this person, I like them. It's been driving my focus away for a bit. It's been tearing at Me, It's been hard to focus. Now, it's kinda scary, I feel like students will make fun of me. I'm Sorry, professor." He looked down between his boots. The floor was grey and maroon tile, his reflection was staring back up at him.

The older blonde tilted wind's chin up to face the younger male. "Wind, I'm sure if it's any of these lovely girls at this academy, no one will make fun of you.." twilight said smiling sweetly.

He looked directly into his professor's eyes,"It's not a girl at the academy, I'm afraid. They've..been on my mind for a while. I wish I could confess to them, but I get nervous. I don't want rejection..again." His eyes drooped in diappointment, he was ashamed that he was unable to do anything.

Twlight thought. This person wasn't a girl....? "Well I am sorry I don't have any advice except just be yourself...i am sure this is quiet scary for you. Hell, when I first fell in love with Twlight Zelda, I was so scared I couldn't even talk to her with out seeming like a fool.." he chuckled handsomely at the younger boy.

He chucked along,"Yeah, I get nervous pretty dang easily. Maybe it's because I'm young, and dumb, but I'll get the hang of it eventually." He tucked his hair behind his ear, and adjusted his undershirt, as it was untucking itself from his pants, he at least wanted to look somewhat presentable still. He just stood there and smiled, as his heart clenched at the fact that the professor mentioned his love for the princess of his kingdom.

"You are not dumb. Young people do make a lot of stupid decisions..." he chuckled. "You will get the hang of it. I promise." He smiled softly at the younger boy. There was a knock at the door. It was majora Link and skull kid. "Come on man, you done talking to your crush?" Laughed majora Link and skull kid.

Wind blushed so slightly, not enough for them to notice,"Shut up, you two. You can go finish making out in the hallway for all I care," He snapped, he was tired of those two picking on him, and it was finally time for his revenge, "sorry, did I say too much?"

Twlight was speechless. He looked back at the others. "You two stay in the hall way..." he said as he looked down at the tween. "Mister waker...you do know it is illegal to have a relation with a teacher...." the professor said.

He looked up at his professor, and he was determined to get what he wanted. He pulled at his professor's shirt collar, and kissed him on the lips. It startled wind himself, he hasn't thought he was brave enough to do that possibly ever, but he had energy flowing through them, and whispered into his ear,"It's only illegal if someone finds out."

Twlight pulled back flushing a deep red. "Wind waker...I am happily married..." he said. "This is not right. You are even under aged for consent...." he said. "You are only a tween wanting to try new things.."
Both skull kid and majora Link slammed the door shut leaning against the door to hear any juicy bits.

Wind stumbled back, shocked at himself, and the professor too,"I apologize, sir, I don't know what went through me. I understand you have Mrs. Zelda, I don't know why I thought like that at all. But, I hope you can forget I did this, sooner the better,"he tucked his hair behind his ear again, and started collecting his things into a pile and made way to the door, disappointed in himself for what he had done, and the embarrassment he caused himself.