Stupid disclaimer: I DON'T OWN LEGEND OF ZELDA!

Anyways the stupid disclaimer is over so enjoy the first bit~.

Memories

Prologue

The wind tousled my hair as I looked out the window. The same blue sky, the same green fields, the same Castle town that I'd grown to know so well stared back at me. I knew they wouldn't say anything back though.

I just asked myself the same question I asked myself every day. When will he come? But every time I would ask, no response would come to mind. I got frustrated that I didn't have an answer. But I always smiled when I just looked out the window and remembered that one day…

It was sunny and beautiful out, just like it was today. Mother and Father were busy attending a meeting, leaving me alone as always. My short, choppy blond hair hung in my face and my smooth pale pink dress fanned out around me as I walked through Castle Town by myself, even though I wasn't supposed to. With my drawstring wallet full of rupees bounding at my side in my hand, I strolled through the town looking for some candies when I heard an awful lot of commotion and noise coming from one side of the shops. Confused, I rushed over to the crowd, but I couldn't see thanks to everyone's tall heads in the way. Pushing through the crowd roughly, I saw what was happening. A young boy, someone who obviously wasn't from around these parts, was being pushed around by the store vendors.

"Make sure you got some money to spend if you ever want to come back here you little brat!" One of the shop owners was yelling at the poor boy. "We don't accept anything else, especially your pathetic little excuses!"

I soon saw that loaves of bread and fruits were spilled all over the floor. The boy must've been smacked over the head since he was stealing. That always upset the vendors unless you had a good amount of rupees to pay up for it. The boy's hair was golden blonde, somewhat like mine, tucked under a strange green, floppy hat that reached halfway down his back. I'd never seen one of those before. He wore a very simple green tunic, with a pair of brown boots to accent it all. His clear-blue eyes looked sincerely sorry; it nearly broke my heart.

"I… I'm sorry." He stammered, dropping more bread he'd had in his arms. "I just… I don't know… what money is."

There was a moment of silence. People began murmuring.

"Nonsense!" the other store owner yelled, smacking him over the head once more, making him drop even more, spilling all over the ground. I saw several children getting away with grabbing some of the food off the ground and hurrying away before they met the same fate as the young boy in green. I could see the tears stinging his eyes in pain. "Lies! They're all lies, you little pest! Get out of my store before I call the guards!"

I couldn't stand it. "Wait! Don't call the guards on him! I have the money, I swear! Just leave him alone. Please."

I felt all the eyes on me, some people gaping at me. The boy looked confused with tears still in his blue eyes, holding an apple and a loaf in bread he'd simply refused to let go.

I reached for my drawstring wallet. "Here, how much does he owe you if he keeps what he's holding now?"

The store owners glanced at each other, and then looked back over at me. "He owes us at least 200."

I looked down at my wallet. "I have 300. Just take the whole thing, I couldn't care less." I tossed them the wallet, and they caught it in awe. I took the boy by the hand and dragged him off, and soon the crowd dispersed, although there was chatter and murmurs and complaints that they didn't deserve 300 rupees for beating a child.

We walked to the center of Castle Town, found the fountain, and sat down in front of the rushing water, watching as people walked by, going on with their lives.

"What were you thinking?" I burst out all of a sudden. "Taking food from stands without any money! You know what that will get you! I already gave them all my rupees for you!"

He looked truly taken aback, the shock clear in his cerulean eyes. "I… I'm sorry."

I felt my face soften. "It's okay. I'm sorry for getting so angry. I just feel lonely today."

He cocked his head, those beautiful blue eyes locked on me. "Why's that?"

"My parents are away today. It happens often." I said sadly, looking down at my lap.

The boy's face broke out into a grin and he stood up. "Don't worry! I'll make you happy again!"

"Really?" I said happily, grinning with him now. His words seemed so genuine and real. It was hard not to believe him.

"How about today… I'll play with you until your parents come back." He reached out his hand to me with a huge smile. I took it gratefully and stood as well. And he kept his promise to me. That whole afternoon we played until the sun started to go down. We ate snacks of the food I'd bought to bail him out, played tag and chuchu bowling, and played with masks. I found he was really skilled with a slingshot, and he won the prize from the game, hitting all the targets with ease. The prize, a precious golden necklace, he received, which he then gave to me. I was so happy I'd put it on right away and kept it there for the whole day.

When the sun started to go down, I lifted the rabbit mask off my face and looked down sadly. "It's getting dark now. I can't play anymore."

The boy took off the funny-looking Goron mask and glanced over at me with those piercing eyes. He could see the sadness on my face and turned in front of me.

"It's okay," He said quietly, trying to smile. "We'll play again one day. I promise. I'll make sure you're not lonely."

His compassion was touching. I wasn't used to someone being this kind to me, being the princess of Hyrule and all. It nearly brought tears to my eyes, but it did bring unexpected heat to my cheeks. His cheeks turned rosy as well.

"Thank you. For today." I whispered.

He smiled back sweetly. "Thank you too. I never would've made it out alive if not for your help."

"Ah," I faltered. "I forgot to ask you; what's your name?"

"Link," He replied happily. "I'm Link, of the Kokiri."

"I like that name. I'm Zelda. I'm the princess of Hyrule." I did a little curtsy a bit awkwardly.

He glanced over at the setting sun. "I'm sorry. I have to go… for the Great Deku Tree."

Just as he began to run, I reached out and grabbed his arm tightly, pulling him back. "Wait."

He looked back over his shoulder curiously.

"You promise you'll come back? You promise?" I asked a bit shyly.

He nodded, and he and his eyes seemed to smile. "I swear I'll come back."

My grip on his arm slipped away.

"Zelda." His voice rang out strong, clear, and promising.

I lifted out of my daydream and came back to the hills and Castle Town staring at me. That was what he had said, but it had been 8 years. How come I remembered everything he said? Why hadn't he come back? I pondered the questions over and over again while I walked to my dresser and gingerly gathered the golden necklace in my hands. This was all that I had left of him, and it meant the world to me. I turned and looked back out the window.

It would be perfectly reasonable that he'd forgotten his promise, of course.

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