Night on the Town
by SWZ formerly by TFSA
Summary: One night on the town with her best friend changes an ordinary woman's life
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Prologue
A woman in her early twenties with light golden colored hair and bright blue sapphire eyes stared dully out towards the dance floor as she toyed with her drink's straw. With the lights flashing continuously each seeming to be a different colour, the pounding of the heavy music heard throughout every inch of the club, and the scent of alcohol reeking heavily inside the club, she couldn't help but sigh as she ran hand through her hair.
'What am I even doing here'? she thought grimly as she stared out towards the dance floor, watching as all of the couples danced. Well, that is if you wanted to call that dancing. It was more like they were trying to have sex on the dance floor. She cringed at the thought. Disgust, was the one thing that ran through her mind at the sight alone. She couldn't help but quickly want to look away, before then noticing out of the corner of her eye, her best friend - and the person who dragged her out here in the first place - dancing close - extremely close - with another guy. An unknown guy to be exact…
She pursed her lips together. ' Typical Naby ' she thought with a roll of the eyes. 'Always out looking for some guy she can dance or play with as she wants…' she sighed once more before she then began to rub her temples.
"Ugg… this music is just so loud," she growled to herself. "I wish it weren't so loud… or that I weren't even here in the first place." She muttered the last part underneath her breath before taking a sip of her drink. She shivered slightly at the taste. It was an odd mixture of lime and melon, with a tint of apple. Very odd tasting, but in a good way…
She licked her lips slowly and delicately, enjoying the taste of the beverage left on her dry and chapped lips. Then without realizing it, she brought the drink back up to her mouth and began to take another sip. She quirked a brow as she yet again stared out towards the dance floor, watching as Nabooru thus moved even closer towards the stranger, their lips less then a few inches from each others.
"Hmm… typical Naby," she said with a roll of the eyes before looking away.
This night was already turning out to be longer then she anticipated it to be. Fiddling somewhat annoyedly with her straw, she couldn't help but breathe out deeply in despair as she slumped further back into the hard yet stiff bar chair. "Haa, how I'd like to be anywhere else then here right now," she muttered, propping her shoulders up against the table.
"I feel the exact same way," a male voice then said, suddenly catching her attention. Turning around slowly, she came face to face with a man who looked to be not much older then her. With light honey colored tousled hair, shimmering amber eyes, and a body for a god, she couldn't help but ogle for a minute.
' He's gorgeous' was her one thought as she continued to stare towards him for a minute, before then snapping out of her trance.
"Hmm, why, why are you talking with me?" She questioned, trying to regain some of her dignity.
"Well I just happened to see you sitting all by yourself here, and since I was alone too, I thought I'd come over and introduce myself," he laughed slightly unsure.
She quirked a brow. "Well alright then," she said with a sigh. "Come and sit down." She patted the chair next to her. "Come and sit down, then we can be alone together."
He laughed slightly, "You sure?"
She nodded in approval. "Yeah, since you came all the way over here, you might as well sit down. Now come on," She urged him.
"Well alright Miss, you're the boss," he laughed, before sitting down in the chair next to her. She cracked a light grin. "So," he questioned as he got himself comfortable. "What's a beautiful girl like you doing all alone in a place like this?"
She took a sip of her drink. "Ohh, I'm not alone," she said with a sideways glance. "I'm actually here with someone."
"Who?"
"The red head girl who's currently lip locked with that blonde guy over there," she said with a point of the finger towards where Nabooru was busy kissing away with the blonde haired stranger.
"No way?" The guy exclaimed, sounding surprised. "That blonde guy just happens to be my best friend."
"Really?"
"Yeah," he said, looking away from them. "His name's Sheik and he's the one who happened to drag me out here. Goddesses, I really hate places like this."
"Well then you're not alone," Zelda said. "Because I so happen to hate places like this too. And it was my best friend who dragged me out here as well."
"Wow," he commented with a laugh. "It seems like we're both in the same predicament then."
"You can say that again," she said with a lazy grin. "So tell me, what's your name stranger."
"Hmm," he smirked. "I'll tell you my name, only if you tell me yours."
"Seems like a fair deal," she smiled. "Well then, my name's Zelda, and yours?"
"Link," he said with a grin. "My name is Link."
"Link." She tested the name out on her lips. "Well then Link, it looks like we're going to be stuck with each other for quite some time," she said, glancing back towards Nabooru and the male named Sheik, who were still dancing and kissing away. "So let's get to know each other better, okay?" She said with a friendly smile.
"Sounds like a plan Zelda," Link said, leaning further back into his bar chair. "Sounds like a fine plan indeed
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End Notes: TFSA has decided to abandon this story. I've decided to pick it up with her permisson. I seem to be making a habit of picking up stray stories. I'll try my best to continue what she started. And with the right input I can make it good. So feel free to suggest anything.