The bell rang loud, signaling the beginning of winter break. Zelda stretched and began gathering her things when a familiar hand set a small box on her desk. Impa wrapped her arm around Zelda's shoulder in a sort of half hug and pressed her cheek to Zelda's temple before whispering "Merry Christmas". Zelda smiled and leaned into her touch. As she reached for the box Impa's warmth receded, though Zelda was too preoccupied with the small gift to notice the sound of her footsteps.

Zelda opened the box and gasped as the memory came flooding back to her.

—

The booth twinkled in the bright summer sun, the jewelry that covered it reflecting the light. The crowd was large and loud, surrounding the girls and downing out the music playing farther down the road. Zelda had never been to a Sheikah street festival, or even knew of them, but she was loving everything about it, especially the jewelry she was currently eyeing.

One particular piece caught her eye. It was a small necklace of rose gold in the shape of the Sheikah eye. It had a large ruby in the center of the eye and a second one in the dangling tear drop underneath it. It was the most beautiful piece on display and Zelda absolutely loved it.

"Excuse me, how much is this piece?"

The woman behind the booth approached the two and picked up the necklace. Tucking a section of her side cut behind her ear she announced "5,000 rupees".

Zelda reared back at the number, eyes wide. Impa, however, was not surprised.

The woman laughed and held the piece up so Zelda could get a better look. "Rose gold and genuine rubies are not cheap my dear. This is also a /very/ special necklace. Do you know what it's for?"

Zelda shook her head 'no' and looked at Impa, confused and curious.

"These necklaces, called grá fíor, are much like Hylian's promise rings, or what it means to exchange class rings, only these go back thousands of years. They're given like a promise ring or engagement ring, to ask for a relationship. When worn, they announce to the world that you're bound to someone special."

Zelda smiled wide, completely enthralled. She took a closer look at the necklace, running her fingers across the surface.

"It's so beautiful..." She mumbled to herself. She was far too distracted by her own thoughts to notice Impa sneaking a card off the corner of the booth. It was however, not lost on the older woman.

The music suddenly surged and quieted, signifying the end of that piece. A much larger show would be starting soon, if the crowd's movement was any indication.

Impa pressed her hand onto the small of Zelda's back. "Come on, let's grab a seat before all the good ones are taken."

Zelda nodded her head. Giving the necklace one last longing look, she set it down and allowed Impa to guide her to the show

—

"Hey Zelda, what's that?" A voice pulled her from her thoughts. Lana walked up from behind and peered over her shoulder. "Oh, how pretty!" She exclaimed, loud enough to catch the attention of the two girls nearby.

Nabooru and Malon surrounded her, now curious themselves.

"Oi, I know what is! That's..." Nabooru's voice faded from Zelda's mind as realization settled in. Her heart fluttered and pounded, a whirlwind of emotions taking over.

"Ey!" Malon yelled, pulling her from her thoughts. "Impa gave you that right? Where is she?"

Looking around the room, they realized she was nowhere around. While the girls discussed where she might have gone, and how rude it was to just vanish like that, Zelda grabbed her things and sprinted for the door, the girls trailing and complaining behind her.

—

She headed straight for the front doors. If she couldn't find Impa at the school, she was sure to find her on her way home.

But sure enough, there she was, changing her shoes and grabbing her coat.

"IMPA!" she screamed, slamming herself into the taller woman's back.

"Oof!" Impa huffed. Her heart raced as she looked down at Zelda's arms around her middle. Slowly she placed one hand over Zelda's and gave them a light squeeze.

"You...you left before I...could give you my present..." Zelda mumbled into her back.

Impa began to turn as Zelda pulled away, noticing the large gift bag in her hands. Placing her own bag between her ankles she took the gift bag from Zelda's outstretched arms.

Gently moving the tissue paper, she pulled out the fuzziest deep blue sweater she had ever seen. There was a small triangle pattern around the collar, cuffs, and waist, along with the Sheikah eye em blazed across the front. Examining it closer she found it was lumpy and had a few threads hanging out here and there. It was obviously handmade.

"Di...did you make this?" Impa managed to ask, her emotions caught in her throat.

Zelda looked down shyly, a sheepish smile across her delicate lips. Nervously, she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, unable to meet Impa's gaze.

"You...made this, for me..." Impa mumbled to herself, staring back at the slightly lopsided eye.

"It's not very good, but I did my best…With more time and practice I bet I could-"

"I love it" Impa cut her off, a little louder than necessary. "I love it." She repeated more gently, with a soft smile that lit up her eyes.

She pulled Zelda into a large, tight hug which zelda eagerly reciprocated. She buried her face in Zelda's hair, hiding a delicate kiss to her crown. Heat rose across Zelda's cheeks as she pressed her face into Impa's collarbone.

Zelda was the first to reluctantly pull away. Taking a calming breath, she held up the little box nervously.

"Would you help me put it on?" Her blush deepened with every word.

Impa's hands trembled slightly as she pulled the necklace from it's case. Zelda turned and pulled her hair away as Impa set the bags between her ankles. Zelda shivered as Impa's hands brushed her skin as she gently slipped the chain around Zelda's neck. She let her fingers linger as she secured the clasp, her nails running across Zelda's delicate skin.

Zelda turned to face her again. The look on Impa's face took her breath away. Her smile radiated from her whole body, the tears in her eyes making them sparkle. Zelda could barely contain her joy, and it seemed Impa felt much the same.

Impa gently pulled her back into her arms, and gazing deeply into her bright blue eyes, she slowly leaned down.

Zelda was too captivated to think, leaning in herself. Slowly, her eyelids slid shut moments before Impa's lips brushed against her's. Her breath caught in her throat and her emotions welled in her chest. Her heart was pounding, much like Impa's beneath her fingers.

Unbeknownst to ether of them, a crowd hand begun to form as they kissed, starting with three ecstatic, cheering friends.