Summary: Two rival schools seemed to be polar opposites, like night and day. When a transfer student dorms with Link, he may find they are not as different as they thought, and that the grass isn't always greener on the other side.

Sometimes he wondered why they were rivals. Link had no idea. The schools never got along really. He supposed it came down to the businesses giving the most funding. Hyrule got its funding from Zelda's father, the CEO of a large business. Lorule got its funding from Hilda's father, the CEO of a rival business. Link always thought that it was ridiculous, that they could always get along, but they were just so different. The students at Lorule seemed to have a sour demeanor, no matter how friendly he was. So he just kept to himself since. Though he always wished he could get through to them, and create a friendship between the schools.

He wondered how Zelda felt about it. Maybe he'd cut first period and ask her just to kill time. He's late anyway, he'd just get an earful from Gulley's dad. He was the workshop teacher, first period he taught how to make things out of metal.

Link leisurely made his way down the halls towards the Student Council room. Upon entering he found Zelda working diligently on something with Osfala. 'Weird guy really, kind of a teacher's pet.' Link thought.

"Hey Zelda, can I ask you something?" Link plopped down in a chair.

She gave him a half-serious look "Skipping again Link? This is the second time this week, and its only Tuesday!" Link gave her a mischievous grin. She rolled her eyes. "What is it you want to ask?"

"I was wondering what you'd think. About why Hyrule and Lorule are rivals, and if you thought we could ever be friends with them." She sighed. "The rivalry goes way back in my family history, and Hilda's. It's ridiculous that our family's businesses influence students in such a negative way. There was a time where I thought we would be able to get over that. But it's impossible now."

"There was a time?" Link asked curiously, wondering what went wrong.

"Yes, but that's not worth worrying over now. It's just good both schools are so prosperous." She smiled. "They seem to be doing well. They have strong sports teams and great facilities. They may even be better than us. But that's alright."

This is what Link liked about Zelda. Never was she envious or mean, but kindhearted and wished the best for everyone. The loud ringing of a bell interrupted their conversation.

"Ah, I had better get going." Link had stood from the chair. Upon leaving he stated, "Oh and I don't think it's impossible." Zelda smiled as he left.

Little did Link know that his whole world was going to become a lot more confusing and upside down in the near future.

Headmistress Impa: "I know you don't feel comfortable because of school and… family issues, so I will allow it. However, I do hope you know that this won't last forever. I hope you do resolve your issues soon so that you may not have to hide. Here. Take your schedule and your dorm room key. If you need anything my door is always open. I hope everything goes well, Ravio."

Ravio: "Thank you Lady Impa."

After classes ended, Link made his way back to his dorm room, shocked to find his door unlocked. Cautiously, he entered the room, only to find a boy in a purple hoodie unpacking his things. The boy turned to him; Link noted his face was hidden with the hood, strangely looking like a bunny.

"Ack!" the boy sounded shocked. "This wouldn't happen to be your dorm would it? I thought I would be by myself. It looked pretty vacant."

"Er… yeah it is mine. Are you new here?" Link said nervously. He's never had a roommate, so he felt odd about this new person.

"I travel a lot." the boy said sheepishly. "I hope I'm not bothering you by taking up space! I can go ask to be moved if you like?"

Link chuckled, relaxing a little. "No, that won't be necessary. You can stay here if you'd like, though I might charge you rent." he smiled jokingly.

"Oh thank you thank you!" the boy seemed to remember something. "Ohh! By the way I'm Ravio."

"Link." he smiled. Suddenly they turned when they heard a knock on the door. Link opened the door to find Gulley, looking up at him adamantly.

"Link! You didn't show up to first period. Don't be so lazy! Papa says you'll never get a good job at this rate!" Gulley spoke childishly, though he was only two years behind Link.

"I'll figure something out." Link laughed. "What brings you here, Gulley?"

"Oh! Irene sent me to come get you! She tried a new recipe today and wants you to see it."

"Alright I'll come see," he chuckled. "I'll see you later Ravio!" and he was off.

Ravio sighed to himself. He was closer than he thought he'd be. He had to be careful. There was still so much to do. He busied himself with putting his things away. Wondering what Link thought of him, he recalled how he acted so cheerful. It was all an act, of course, he just wanted to make a good impression. He relaxed as he laid himself down on the bed, and allowed his eyes to close.

It wasn't that Irene was a bad cook, she was just new at it. Irene's grandmother was a fantastic cook, and held the title of culinary arts teacher for years. Not only could she cook great food, she could make medicine that tasted just as good. Irene had just recently started learning the tricks of her Gram's culinary magic, and since they were long time friends, she often tested them out on Link.

Which was where they were at now.

Link looked skeptical of the bowl in front of him. Something just looked a bit, well off. There was a mass of purple clumps, and some yellowish fluid surrounding it. He swore something was looking at him. She and Gulley looked at him with anticipation, waiting to see how he'd react with the first bite. Link lifted one of the purple clumps to his mouth. It was chewy, and unexpectedly tasted better than he thought it would. A little fruity, and what was that other flavor? Fish? Something crunched in his mouth and he took that as a bad sign and swallowed it quickly. Irene looked at him expectantly.

"Well?" she asked.

"Well, it was kind of… chewy." he stated.

"Chewey?"

"And crunchy."

"Crunchy…" her brow furrowed.

"Just what exactly was it supposed to be?" Link asked. Gulley stared at the bowl before deciding to taste the strange liquid. He dipped his finger in and licked it, and made a face of disgust.

"Oh. It was supposed to be pumpkin soup. Though I don't remember putting anything crunchy in there. What did it taste like?" she asked.

"At first it tasted a little fruity, then kind of fishy I guess?" She looked at him worriedly.

"Fishy? I must've gotten some ingredients mixed up. I should've known considering it turned purple and gooey instead of light and creamy like it was supposed to." She pondered for a moment. "Well I guess I'll just have to try again tomorrow!" Link looked sick at the thought, and she grinned. "We can't have you getting sick tomorrow can we? Link, mister basketball star on the day of the game. In that case, Gulley would be more than happy to help me out, wouldn't he." She gave a sly grin as Gulley paled.

"I-I…." he sighed in defeat. "I sure will Irene…" He could never say no to Irene. Sometimes he felt like he was too much of a nice guy, and sometimes he felt like it was something else.

Author's note:

I feel like this is kind of a short chapter, but it's a start I guess.

I don't know how often I'll be able to update, considering I have work, school, and lots of homework. I'll try to update as soon as I can.

Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter! Please do review and tell me how it was. Feel free to suggest any improvements or point out any mistakes I made!

Thank you for reading!