Title: Friend, Brother, Guardian, Lover
Genre: Romance, Angst, Poetry
Rating: K
Theme: One-shot, Zelda's POV, Post-OoT
Pairing[s]: ZeLink
Summary: What he is, is much more than a hero. At least to Zelda.
Hey guys, sup? Yes, my whole idea of writing for Christmas failed… accept this as an apology? I'll update my Smash Bros. Christmas fic over the year, to keep your holiday spirits up all year round!
If you haven't finished Ocarina of Time yet, you may not get it. But I'm assuming you've finished it by now. Come on, it was two Nintendo systems ago.
Disclaimer: It's a disclaimer. You know what it means. I own nothing, I'm just a fan who has enough time to write and play the ocarina.
Friend, Brother, Guardian, Lover
I sent him away.
I didn't want to.
I had to.
'Heroes are not needed in peace time.'
What a lie I told.
Heroes may not be needed,
But he was.
I needed him.
Not as a hero,
But as a friend,
A brother,
A guardian,
A lover.
As a person,
As a man,
As Link.
It would be unfair to keep him here,
The years I would have stolen away.
But what of the years I'd lost?
Wearing the mask of a Sheikah boy,
I'd never cried,
I'd never remembered,
I'd never know.
But now I'm myself.
This face is no mask
I can know
I can remember
I can cry
I feel sadness.
I feel pain.
I feel loss.
So what am I now?
A pathetic ruler.
Lonely without my friend,
Isolated without my brother,
Weak without my guardian,
Alone without my lover.
A defenceless princess,
Like the portrayals of story books,
But story books have happy endings.
As does our own story,
But in a different sense.
The land is saved,
The people freed,
The villain defeated,
The hero triumphant.
But the author forgot the 'happily ever after'
Perhaps we'll meet again,
Someday,
Somewhere,
Somehow,
In the temple, or in the rain,
Some other place, some other time
And we can be together again.
But I wonder sometimes,
Does he remember, too?
Does he feel the pain?
Does he cry?
And if we meet someday,
Will he be the same person I knew?
The same person I loved?
I hope so.
But… if only.
If only he weren't a hero.
I never wanted him as a hero.
I wanted him as a friend.
As a brother.
As a guardian,
And as a lover.