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Steam and Shadows (aserenebeauty)

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There was something to be said for cultural differences.

More specifically put: the enduring culture shock Link experienced at least once on each visit to her realm amused her to no end. Were Midna being completely honest with herself, she even found it… kind of adorable, in a way… If only because he looked like such a dope whenever he was surprised or embarrassed—which as of late had become an especially common occurrence.

Not that she was making it any easier on him, of course… especially not now, with where they were headed. She had to bite back a giggle at his question as it was; frankly, it would be a miracle if he didn’t faint right on the spot once he found out.

“You’ll see for yourself soon enough, my impatient little wolf!” she sing-songed in reply, unable to resist a smirk back at him. And soon enough in turn, they arrived at a glowing tile before a precarious gap and the black expanse of wall that ended in an upper floor several feet above them.

Midna stopped dead upon the dormant elevator, but instead of waiting for it to lift them across, she grabbed Link about his waist and pulled his body flush to hers with merely a huffed, “Come on!” as forewarning, before hoisting him up and flying the both of them across the gap on her own. Where they landed upon the upper level left them before a pair of grand doors, and she finally let go of him to push them open.

Beyond the doors lay a large chamber, similarly absent of any other Twili. The scent of flowery, dusky perfume and the quiet, burbling water lapping at tile greeted them, as carved into the center of the floor was an ornate pool. Steam rising from the bath might’ve made the sight hazier, were it not able to rise through the large skylight in the ceiling; the water beneath glittered as much as the Sol-light embedded in the surrounding walls, reflecting the brilliant wash of sunset and shifting black clouds with a cyan hue.

Midna couldn’t help a pleasant sigh at the gentle breeze that hit them as they entered, eyes closing briefly and a grin curving her mouth as she approached the edge to tip a toe in the water. In truth, she had simply thought this might be a nice, relaxing experience for him—something he got so little of—as much as it would be fun for her, but perhaps she had underestimated how much her tense muscles needed this, too.

Her back to her companion, she reached up and freed her hair from the high ponytail it had been knotted up into; the curls bounced loose and wild about her shoulders and back as she strode into the pool. Following that, she peeled the shadow clothes from her skin, letting them shift back into those fluttering black squares that permeated her world and disappear into the ether.

As she sank further in, her skin gradually became flushed with a light, purplish hue from the heat of the water; as it enveloped her up to her stomach, her shoulders sagged in apparent bliss. Thereupon hitting the deepest part of the water, she paused, glancing over her shoulder at him with a mischievous little grin.

“Well? What’re you waiting for, hero boy?” Midna cooed, and turned to face him fully, leaving little, if anything, to his imagination. That flush seemed then to reach her cheeks, but it was debatable if it was just from the heat of the water. “Do they not have baths in Ordon?”

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Gentle Farore, that rush of adrenaline certainly left his knees weak. Perhaps Link was growing soft… pampered by a seemingly peaceful, post-war life with the Princess of Twilight. He knew she wouldn’t have dropped him… or maybe she would of, as a sort of prank… well then, he corrected himself; she might’ve tossed him to the void, sure, but at least not to this death. That certainly was not to say that that was any better… but it was what it was, right? Couldn’t she have just taken the elevator like a normal person, anyway? Leave it to Midna to be so hard on him…

And, another thing, if she wanted to show off her strength, no doubt aided by magic as it was (at least that’s what Link told himself, for the sake of his delicate pride), she could’ve just said so. Maybe they could’ve herd the goats together… instead of, well, whatever this was…

“Eh?” he perked, dumbly, ears suddenly growing red with the rise in temperature. Their blush would deepen more soon afterwards, along with his face, as he studied the view before him and started putting two and two together. “Ah… I didn’t know you had a bath house…” Link spoke, distracted and so quiet that his words were directed mostly to himself. There were baths in Ordon. He resented the comment that they didn’t have them, but it wasn’t something that the goatherd hadn’t heard before. And while Link would often bathe in the light of Ordona, it was nothing compared to this level of extravagance. Din… he was still getting used to the idea of indoor plumbing… another one of the world’s wonders he discovered during his travels across Hyrule. How much could the Twilight Princess fit into one castle?

Speaking of weak knees…

So distracted by his thoughts Link was, that he did not even notice that Midna had casually removed her robe in front of him. It came to his attention, inevitably, once the princess turned, exposed, to beckon him to join her in the bath as if it was a simple question. “M-midnaaaaa!” he cried, turning away from her, so as to not catch a glimpse at her. His sweating hands moving almost unconsciously to pull his own robe tighter over his body in response to her nudity. Another one of her pranks, no doubt, and it was not one that the Hero appreciated.

Did he dare open his eyes? “T…turn around!” he called again, his voice echoing over the sound of running water. “Turn around… and give me a second to get in!” He didn’t know why he was so nervous to begin with; as an imp she had hid in his shadow, so it wasn’t as if she had not seen that side of him before. It was just… he wasn’t ready… to see her… to see her like that!

Once she finally did turn, however, he made his move into the water.

With self preservation in mind he did not even bother removing his robe. His plans eventually failed of course… when the robe started pooling at the top of the water’s surface the deeper he waded, the cloth rising over his legs. Thus, the futile idea of coverage and any lingering shreds of decency were forced into a solitary corner where they slowly died a horrible, excruciating death. He disrobed and tossed the thing to the side, where it landed with a loud, wet, and pathetic plop.

“If ah didn’t know any better…” which, mind you, he usually didn’t. “Ah would say that this is just another one of your attempts to humiliate me…” The Hero trailed off nervously, staring down at his reflection on the clear water’s surface.

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At least no one could argue Link was capable of hiding any secrets. “What’s got you so scared, big, bad wolf?” Midna asked, though her sarcasm wasn’t without a bit of affront. She knew that his flustered surprise was borne out of his childlike innocence in the area of the opposite sex… but her pride felt a little wounded, irrational as the kneejerk reaction was.

Maybe Twili bodies were terribly different from Hyrulian ones? …No, that was foolish. He was just shy to the point of debilitating. Big, bad wolf? More like big, whiny baby.

Of course, she couldn’t help but wonder if that was really any better than just shock at physical differences, as he hollered for her to turn around. She made a show of rolling her eyes, but did as he pleaded all the same. “Oh, come on. You can’t think I haven’t already seen all there is to be seen of you.” She snickered, almost fondly, at a memory. “Remember when you lost that rubber ducky I got you at the Kakariko springs?”

She determined the plop that eventually echoed through the bathing chamber could’ve only been caused by Link finally letting go of his robe—and at least a little bit of his shame. Further proof he should’ve just gotten in without all the embarrassment, as far as she was concerned.

Not waiting for his permission, Midna turned to see him finally soaking in the pool. She waded her way over, circling around to a stop behind him—if only so that he might have a moment more to grow accustomed to the situation. She wasn’t completely cruel, after all.

“Attempts to humiliate you?” she laughed and pressed up against his back. “You and I both know I’ve always succeeded in humiliating you when I want to.” Her arms looped about his shoulders and neck in a lazy hug; she rested her chin on top of his head, her chest cool against the warm nape of his neck. “I just thought this might be a nice way to unwind for the both of us.” Midna shrugged, giving an affectionate tug of his ear. And since he always enjoyed playing with it, well… “I’ll let you wash my hair, if you want… ee hee hee!”

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Steam and Shadows (aserenebeauty)

There was a lot that Link had yet to learn about the Twilight Realm. Though, it wasn’t the first time the Hero had experienced culture shock; no, that honor was reserved to Castle Town, where it’s bustling streets and dirty air had almost been too much for the quiet, reserved, and presumably simple farmhand from a quaint village nobody had heard of. There was a time where he was so over-whelmed by the change of scenery that he had completely forgotten how to speak. Unfortunately, it had happened right as he was trying to order a bundle of fruit from a street vendor. Stuttering uncontrollably, arms shaking feebly, they would have never gotten their bounty if it it weren’t for Midna screaming his order from her hiding place in his shadow. Link had ran out of the city that day… very, very fast. The street cats were upset when he did not stop to pet them.

Her world had transformed into a completely different one since his first visit, on their way to dethrone the Usurper. It had been captivating then, too, seeing Midna in her own element. But danger had lurked in every shadow (which, being the literal realm of shadows, there were a lot of). They loomed over him, threatening to smite out all of the light he smuggled into their domain… but, things were different now. There was no reason for Link to feel the fear he once had.

Speaking of shadows; Midna had many secrets, Princess Secrets, even. And with his affections and shy fondness towards her, Link was deeply invested in discovering them all.

His visits into her realm had become more and more frequent since her sudden return to his life. With each time, he discovered something new about the Twilight Princess and her world. He felt very blessed, just being with her… whether it was taking a stroll together through the palace grounds, or having a private lesson in Twili from the princess in her study chamber… Truth be told, he didn’t exactly know what to make of his longing for her company.

Maybe he was still a little bit afraid of the shadows, after all.

She was next to him now, having explained that she wanted to show him something; one of her secrets, most likely. They walked together quietly along a lone hallway. The walls were illuminated by pale, blue lights and there was not another being in sight.

He was confused then, but that same confusion soon bursted and turned into bashfulness when moments earlier she had made him strip into a robe made of solely of shadow magic; similar to the clothes she normally wore herself. It might have been more than ordinary to the princess and her people, but… well, people where he was from wore much more than the absence of light. True to her own nature, she simply told him to shut up after that, before moving on to order him to take off his shoes as well. He must have been a strange sight (well… stranger than normal, being so far from home); a little light dweller cloaked in shadow. Good thing they were alone.

The Hero was embarrassed, not only due to how bare and vulnerable he felt in the thing, but also at the realization that she could easily remove them from his body, just as easily as she had spun them into existence, if she so willed it. Link would not put it past the mischievous princess. It didn’t help that she wore one as well. Though part of him, the unwilling-to-admit-it part, thought it accentuated her features well.

“M-midnaa…” he whined, breaking the silence between them. “Please… Where are we going… ? Ahm getting kind of cold…”