Sovelis began to mumble as his mind returned to its proper place. His left eye opened slowly and looked around as the sunlight slowly began to filter in through a crack in between the curtains. He closed his eye back and mumbled incoherently as his hands found Arrika on top of him. "Eh? Wha-...*YAWN*...what do I have here?" He said, rubbing the sheikah's back gently as he noticed that his head was throbbing slightly. I guess we all must have gotten drunk. WAIT....If we got drunk...and she's right here...did we... Sovelis thought, opening his eyes and looking at the sleeping girl on top of him with a look of 'What the hell did I do last night' on his face.

Arrika rubbed her eyes and sat up, opening them completely a moment later, staring with a confused look at Sovelis. Who she happened to be sitting on. "Sovelis? Oh crap, don't tell me I got super drunk again-" She flinched and held her head, falling on the bed and cringing as it felt like a knife was stabbing her brain repeatedly. "What did I do this time?" Her tank top was riding dangerously high and she yanked it down. Why did I take my other shirt off...? Her headache lessened, but the screams of a little blonde boy with deep green eyes rang through her mind. And he happened to look very much like a little Sovelis...

"Your not the only one who wants to know what happened..." Sovelis said, holding his head in one hand. He looked up at Arrika and smiled at the girl. "I'm not to sure what happened last night...perhaps I should have gotten the weaker stuff out instead of the good, earthy wine...Ugh..." he mumbled something under his breath and sat up, lookign right into Arrika's dark eyes. "We didn't...erm...do anything...did we?" He asked, looking down and blushing a very deep red. The embarrassing moment seemed to last forever, as Sovelis searched his memory for any clues to what they did the night before.

This is so bad...I..we...did we? Ugh...Arrika would kill em if I had done that while we were so drunk! Sovelis thought as he tried to look at Arrika again without blushing.

"Well you tell me!" Arrika said, throwing the blanket over her head to hide the red tinge that had appeared across her face. "Did you take my shirt off?!" She couldn't close her eyes, because every time she tried she saw the boy's face contorted in pain. "Hey... who's this? I can't stop thinking about him..." She held his arm and showed him the vision.

"I didn't take off your shirt..I think I didn't at least. I'm not the kind to take advantage of a young lady when she's drunk!" Sovelis said, looking at Arrika as she covered her head, and showed him an image of...Himself? "Arrika...how did you see that?" he asked, poking his head under the blanket with her. "T-thats me...when I was about ten years old...the day they gave me my arm...Why is that in your head?" He looked at her and frowned. "The only way you could have seen that was if...if I showed you that myself."

Sovelis leaned closer to Arrika and smiled. "And I'd only have show you that kind of memory if you had done the same to me...The scar on your back...you showed me how you had gotten it..."

"I did...? So that was you..." Arrika wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. "My scar is nothing compared to your surgery." She happened to look at his neck and the light bruise there. "Sovelis, did I bite you?!" She said, panicking again. "I didn't- I didn't break the skin and- Did I-?!" Arrika asked, horrified and imagining what she might have done.

"It doesn't matter if you did break the skin...my body has a more potent evil inside it...it would devour anything that tried to take over me." Sovelis said, hugging her back. "Some scars are worse than others. Your scar is more than physical. Its also emotional." He told her, laying back down and holding her with him. "You thought you would die...that those men, that they might do something to you...that you'd die alone, unprotected, and used...that kind of scar is worse." Sovelis whispered, running his real hand through Arrika's hair.

"I wanted an arm...so badly. I knew what would happen...I could have died...but it was to be like everyone else...for a hand that could make me like the other kids..."

"It was all a stupid misunderstanding too... Kobas' worst enemy, his old best friend, pissed off those guys one day and somehow framed Kobas. I was alone in the market, and all I wanted was one apple from the stand... the guards saw me and chased me, and while I was running by I guess one of those thugs recognized me and grabbed me before I could do anything... Kobas was so angry that night, angrier than I'd ever seen him... He bashed the guy's skull in, then pulled it out with his bare hand and beat the guy to death with it... Well, I mean the guy was already dead by then but that's not the point..." Arrika trailed off and sighed. "I was too skinny for their taste anyway... Well that's what one of them said...

You were just a little kid and you had more guts than I do now."

OoC: Tex would be proud.

OoC: Jimmy: THIS DOESN'T SEEM PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE!!!

IC:

"I was afraid to, Arrika. I had to beg my parents to allow the doctors to go through with it all. They didn't want me to die..." Sovelis said, kissing the side of her neck gently. "And your not too skinny...not to em. Your perfect just the way that you are. Don't let anyone tell you anything else. You don;t have to be someone else to make people like you...Not like me. I wanted an arm so I'd fit in...so the kids would stop picking on me."

Sovelis kissed up Arrika's neck, and his lips stopped a centimeter from hers. "I'm only brave because I've got power...does that make me cocky?" He asked as he lay there, on the verge of kissing the young sheikah next to him.

"Most likely," Arrika replied. "And you're perfect too. Maybe if you'd taste the gutter like the rest of us weak mortals you wouldn't be so confident." She tilted her to one side, lost in thought. "We're the perfect couple, you know? Two alcoholics. One leader, and one follower. The only other person I feel more power over is Seth... and even he scares me sometimes..."

"You know...your right...but I'd say your more of a leader than I am. You just haven't found the right motivation to be the leader yet..." Sovelis said, kissing Arrika's lower lip. He pulled her as close to him as he could, and gave her shoulder a playful squeeze. "You know...I haven't had anyone talk to me like this before...or let me just kiss them like this either...kinda gives me a warm feeling inside me...like I've filled a small hole up with happiness." Sovelis told Arrika, locking his lips over hers and kissing her deeply like they had done before they had left to go to the Twilight almost a week before.

"Well," she said, breaking apart a millimeter for a second, "I haven't had anyone like this either..." Arrika's stomach growled, causing her to grimace and break their kiss. "I guess my stomach wants you to make up for all the meals it's missed over the years... You'd better make something for breakfast before Seth demands fish again. Wait, what happened to them? Seth and Ralin and Morendo? Do you remember at least that much?"

Sovelis kissed her quickly and sighed. "You know what...I have no idea." He said, looking in Arrika's eyes and smiling. "And I don't mind cooking something for you and your grumbling tummy." Sovelis said as he smiled even more. "But I don't want to go anywhere..." he mumbled as he kept his arms wrapped around Arrika. "What should I cook, anyways?"

Seth jolted awake as the first rays of dawn shone on his face. His sat up, wiping his weteyes and shivering. It was cold- and if his premonitions were right it would get even colder as the week went on. He sat up, jumping up and down to warm himself. A quick look told him that Ralin would be preoccupied for the rest of the morning at least, and Morendo was nowhere to be seen, but he could sense her somewhere in the house. Sovelis and Arrika were nowhere to be seen, and the hungry and half awake theif stumbled down the hall toward's Sovelis's room to wake him up and ask him to cook again.

"We should probably get up though..." Sovelis said, giving Arrika one last kiss before raising from the bed. He looked around and stretched, groaning loudly as his muscles protested to being used so early in the morning. "Shall we clean up before we go down...or do you not mind looking like you just woke up, Arrika?" he asked as he untied his ponytail, letting his hair hang loosely around his face.

Sovelis tossed off his robes and looked at his tunic and pants. "I'm going to need a new tunic...theres a huge hole in the side of my shirt...and my robe top too..." he mumbled, poking his finger though the dagger hole.