A/N: Legend of Zelda belongs to Nintendo! But fic... belongs to me... c:
I am not the biggest fan of this one... short and a bit cheesy (seemed better in my head) but still can imagine it ^^ Enjoy~
It was such a beautiful day.
The birds chirped a tune, the leaves tinted pink for the upcoming Fall, the sun reflecting marvelously against the water… It was almost heavenly. But as I sat under the tree, I couldn't help but feel that it was missing something, or rather, someone. Ah, Link. Always on some adventure of a sort, living higher than life, yet somehow always returns back to Academy just in time. I wonder if he recognizes this little blessing of a day. I'm sure he loves it if so.
I caught a small leaf in between my fingers and twirled it over and over. There were only a few days left of our small break, and I couldn't say I was excited for it to end. I felt like something important should've happened. Yet, the only interesting part of break was this serene moment.
Cladump. Cladump.
Footsteps. As an instinct, I gripped my dagger and looked around suspiciously, but soon found a rather familiar horse instead of a murderer. Smiling lightly, I ran up to it, seeing a familiar face arrive early. I grabbed both of the blonde's hands and stared up at his odd expression, and frowned. It wasn't like him to be anything but optimistic (or bored). He hopped down from his horse and gave a nervous smile, though it seemed forced. "Sorry for being gone so long" I laughed and punched his shoulder. "No prob, Link", I replied, now leaning against the tree with him soon to follow.
"I wanted to talk about… how your dad wants you to leave academy…" I sighed, wishing that every time he came back we didn't have to have some serious talk. And sadly, I had almost forgot about it for a few minutes. "What's there to talk about? He can't force me" He looked at me blankly and lightly placed his hand on mine. "He can have you expelled. And look, Zel, are you sure that you don't just want to…?" That horrid plan of his. He thought it would be smart just to run off to get away from problems. "I'm sure I can conv-" A hand was placed softly on my mouth, which shut me up, and joined it's other holding mine. "Zelda, that won't work. And I- I don't think I can…" I noticed his trembling, which was odd since he never lost that courage of his. "You can't… what, exactly? It's only a school. We'd still see each other." His head shaked, and he avoided making eye contact. Was he…? In a whisper, he said "I need you, alright? I just can't… not have you… there" Shame seemed to be plastered in his face, yet I still felt like he was holding back…
I couldn't quite make out any words, but I squeezed his hand and just stared at his eyes. A few drops fell but maybe he didn't notice. I eventually managed to spit out something. "B-but we… we can't just run away, Link" He said nothing. "I won't be gone forever. Just for a few hours a day. So" I scooted closer to him and continued softly. "What is there to be upset about?" He rested his head in his hand, sighing. "You really don't know, do you." I looked at him strangely, motioning for him to continue. "I leave so much… to see if I can get detached. But when you leave it's like… you want to as well. And Zelda, I-"
I stood up, feeling an odd fury in my chest. "You leave me here, all alone, so we can have a worse relationship?" Tears started to brim, but I still looked at him forcefully. "While you are off away from me, your best friend, I am stuck thinking of ways to rebuild the time you were gone! And for WHAT?!" I screamed, and it echoed throughout the forest. I then fell to my knees, sobbing. He attempted to comfort my shoulder, but I swatted him away. "This whole time, I've meant nothing to you." My voice was faded from my tears, but he seemed to hear and clenched his fists.
"Is that what you think?" He tossed his own dagger at a tree out of anger. "I do it because I… Zelda, I do all of this because I love you." Slowly, he walked towards me and patted my shoulder. I slapped him. "You liar! If you did you wouldn't leave me here feeling less than a penny on the ground!" I got up and turned away from him, and when he followed I moved towards him and tried to push him away and punch him, but really it seemed as though I was taking comfort in his chest. "I hate you", I whispered harshly, and felt him tense. With that distraction, I ran, and ran, and didn't dare look back.