Sup, guys! Joyful Graveyard here, and I wanted to thank Lyxie for giving me the idea for this fic. She's made some very good fics and one of them, "Ordinary Story", was one I found very amusing and compelling. Shame, because she didn't finish it... But anyway, this will probably incorporate a few elements of that story. It won't be a copy, I'll just be using a few ideas it gave me. For example, that story was a ZeLink story. This one... No. This pairing will come in due time, probably in like Chapter 5 or so. Anyways, so enjoy the Fic!
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Zelda.
-JG
Link Van Helden stared, bored, out the window of the chrome 2005 Chevy Silverado he was currently riding in. He hated moving.
Sure, he'd always wanted to go out and visit a small town, but not like THIS. Not when he would never see his old home again, with his old friends, Mido and Saria. He wished things could've been different with his friends, but they didn't seem to be able to accept that he had to move from the large city they inhabited, with its many malls and cinemas and food courts and other city pleasantries… He prepared himself for the most boring life he had yet to lead, tightening his grip on his guitar.
See, his mom was rich. Like, REALLY rich. His dad died a while back, and his mother never seemed to get over that fact. She sent him away, feeling that he was "too much of a reminder of things she'd never have again". Of course, Link didn't agree with this, but it's not like he had a choice, either. Not only was his mother rich, she was also VERY influential. She was a high counselor to the Monarch of Hyrule, King Daphnes LXI. The king actually greeted him, once. That was a while ago, though; he doubted if His Highness actually remembered him after, maybe, the fist minute that they met. Anyway…
So here he was, waiting in his mother's attendant's car, clutching his vintage ebony black Gibson SG, listening to his black 160Gig iPod Classic, waiting for the end to come. So as he sat there in his green shirt (which had a Mario 1up mushroom printed on it with the words, "get a life, I already have 7"), blue jeans and green baseball cap, he noticed that the neighborhood he was going into was called…
"Hyrule Fields…" He looked around, while the attendant sighed, and said something that Link, due to his iPod blaring "Metal Health (Bang Your Head)" by Quiet Riot. He took one earphone out to hear her say, "-sure you'll love their family. They have one girl who's about your age, and a boy who's a little younger. I don't remember the girl's name; something rather strange, I think. Of course, if you don't get along with them, there's really not much you can do… I don't think that'll happen though. You've grown into quite the young man…" She sighed again. "I'm truly sorry about the way your mother's acting, by the way. She's been so distraught ever since your father passed away… I just don't think she's quite ready to handle a child right now… I really am so sorr-"
Link cut her off, saying, "No, no, it's fine. It's not your fault, and it's not my mother's fault either. She couldn't predict- or keep away- dad's death, so…" he trailed off. The Silverado slowed down, and Link noticed that they were turning into a one-story house, and prepared to get out. He turned to his mother's attendant, saying, "This may be the last time we see each other, so I'd like to say thanks for all you've done for me." He turned to get out, holding the door open to see if she had something to say.
She did; "I'd also like to say thank you; time and time again, you prove yourself to be a step above the ordinary teenager. It's been a pleasure being around you, and I'll be darned if you don't find yourself some band that plays the music you love so much. Just remember- you'll find that risk harbors great reward, so you'll need to take that leap of faith eventually. If you fall, just get back up." She nodded, and continued, "Yes… Now, if only I had followed that advice in MY childhood…" She trailed off, shooting a knowing look in Link's direction. He thanked her one more time, bid her goodbye, grabbed his SG and closed the door. He jumped into the truck bed, grabbed one of his suitcases and practice amp, tossed the suitcase onto the ground, and placed the amplifier carefully on top of the suitcase. He then hopped out of the truck bed, landing right beside his amp and suitcase. He shouldered his guitar case, picked up his amp in his right hand, and opened the suitcase's carrying lever, grabbing hold of it with his left hand. The attendant opened her door and retrieved the other suitcase from the truck bed. She walked up to the front door with him, and rang the doorbell.
It was a girl, probably about Link's age, that answered the door. She smiled at them and said, "Are you the one who's moving in with us? I should probably go get dad, huh?" She turned around and called, "Dad, the new guy's here!" She turned back around to the boy and woman, chuckling a little.
The attendant turned to Link and said, "I think I'll be taking my leave now. Bye, Link." She gave him a hug, which slightly surprised the teen; he hadn't gotten a hug for the past 3 years, ever since his father passed into the afterlife. He stiffened up, memories of his father dying rushing into his mind. The assistant, noticing what Link was doing. She let go quickly, ashamed that she allowed him to feel so depressed, and walked off. Link was still stiff when she looked back. She whispered, "For what it's worth, I… I'm sorry."
Link faintly said, "Not… Not your fault… It wasn't your fault…" She smiled sadly, tears springing to her eyes. She waved slightly, and smiled a little bigger when she saw his hand twitch, then move into a two-fingered salute. "Bye, Miss."
"Bye, Link," She said, and then, emboldened, told him, "by the way, my name… It's Anju."
Link stared, surprised, before growing a small smile, and replied, "All right, then. Good-bye, Miss Anju." He smiled softly; she did the same. She then turned around and walked at a relaxed pace towards her Silverado. She got in the truck and drove off, leaving Link with two suitcases, a guitar, an amp, and a girl and her father standing in front of him.
The father began to grin a very wide grin, and ushered the green teen inside, grabbing Link's two suitcases. The girl offered to bring in his amp, and Link accepted her offer gratefully. The father led the way through the kitchen, making their way through what appeared to be the living room, onward into a three-door hallway. Mr. Dad opened the door on the far left, saying, "This'll be yours; I just hope it's to your liking. Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, have I? I'm terribly sorry. My name's Kaepora, but you can call me Kae. I'll be the best father figure I can. I'm truly sympathetic for the loss of your father; he was a good friend of our family. Oh," he cut himself off, realizing he was rambling, "but I haven't even allowed my daughter to introduce herself. Go on," he ushered, pushing his daughter forward. He then turned to leave, saying, "Dinner will be ready in about 30-40 minutes. Until then, make yourself at home!" He smiled, and closed the door.
"So, what's your name?" The girl questioned with a curious look on her face.
Link spoke up for the first time in about ten minutes, saying, "I'm Link Van Helden. What about you?"
"My name's Zelda. Zelda Harkinian. It's nice to know that I'll have someone my age around; Colin may be ten, but it's just not the same as having someone your age around. Do you like the room?" She changed the subject.
Link flowed with it, saying, "Yeah, it's a really nice room. I'll need to thank Mr. Kaepora for allowing me to stay with him."
Zelda mulled it over, "Yeah, it really was…" a faraway look entered her eyes, but she snapped back into reality and changed the subject abruptly. "What does your name mean, by the way?"
"My name?" Link asked, surprised. He grew a thoughtful look on his face. "I think it's Dutch or something. The "Link" part, I think, was because I was the missing link in my dad's life… Or something like that. The last name, though, is Dutch. It means "of heroes", so I assume it was from some Dutch noble family or something like that… But what about you?" he suddenly questioned. "Where does your name come from?"
Zelda grew into a contemplative facial expression. "I honestly… Have no idea." Her face became apologetic as she said, "I'm sorry, but I really just don't know. Maybe I'll ask Dad… He'll probably know."
Link laughed, "Yeah, he seems like the kind of guy that knows everything…" Zelda laughed.
"Yeah, but did you know he was named after a talking owl that helped a legendary hero?" She claimed.
Link shook his head, "no, no I did not."
Zelda made a face, saying, "Well then, clearly I know more than you do!"
Link, appearing shocked, replied, "Fair maiden, how your words doth wound mine soul!"
Zelda laughed and shot back, "Such was their intent, my good sire!"
Kae opened the door and interjected, "Okay, Mr. and Ms. Shakespeare debate team, wash up. Hope you're hungry, 'cause it's enchilada time!" Link's eyes lit up and Zelda started bouncing as they washed up and made their way out to the dinner table.
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So? How was it? I know, I know, I've got some work to do. Still! Review, and tell me:
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-JG
