Hello fan fiction lovers, I have just finished a really good book. While I was reading it I kept thinking that this would make a grate Legend of Zelda fan fiction. So I would like to give full credit to the author Lora Wick for her story ,Where the wild rose blooms, I would also like to note that I do not own any of the Legend of Zelda characters that are used in this story.

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Cut right out of the side of a mountain, Kakarike Village was filled with narrow streets and friendly businesses. The town of more than 3000 residents sat in a deep valley. Rocky-faced mountains, with just a sprinkling of pines, rose on the tree sides. The high elevation caused snow to remain on the tallest peaks even in midsummer. Amid the beauty, silver miners built shacks and moved equipment in to plumb the earth. Mine tailings made their own hills and valleys, looming dark and mysterious in the landscape.

Streets lined with houses ran north and south, east and west. Their colors ranged from white to more somber grays, with the occasional pink or bright- blue façade. Clear Creek, flowing fast and clear as its name ran through the middle of town. Children of all ages loved o cross or stand on the wooden bridge that spanned it, its sides supported with heavy wood beams.

Link Taggart, a town local, waved to a few on the creek gazers as he stopped his wagon in front of the general store and climbed down. He rubbed the small of his back and then lopped the horses' reins over the hitching post. He'd been in the saddle for days, and the seat of the buckboard had not felt comfortable. However, his mother had a long list of supplies she needed from town. Aryll, Clayton's younger sister, was ill, or his mother would have come herself.

Link walked across the street to the barber shop, thinking, as he often did, that there must be an easier way to make a living. Land and mine surveyors where in demand, but they couldn't live, like the mine owners, in town. A dream, one he'd had for years, flashed into him mind, but he forced the thought away. It was going to take more time, and he was going to have to be patient.

"Well now, Link," the barber greeted the 18-year-old warmly once he was inside the shop.

"Hello, Tingle. Have you time for a cut?"

"The chair's all yours."

The regular crowd had gathered in the mismatched wooden chairs along one wall, some smoking and some reading the weekly news. They mumbled greeting as Link dropped his hat onto the hook by the door and took a seat in the huge barber chair. The striped drape billowed in the air as it swung around his frame and settled below his throat.

"Yer pa still out?" Tingle wanted to know.

"Yeah. He'll be back in a few days."

"Musta been nice and cool in those hills," Talon Parks offered. He held a section of the paper in front of his nose, and Link only smiled. Kakariko Village itself was over 8500 feet in elevation, making the temperatures quiet cool year round. However, it was true that the mine where Link had been working had been even cooler.

"It's still a lot of hard work," Link commented softly, but no one seemed to hear.

Tingle sipped along for a time, working in silence, before Link asked, "So what's new in town?" If someone didn't talk to him, he was going to fall asleep.

"Well, now." Tingle seemed pleased. "Old Doc Borville broke his leg."

"How'd he manage that?"

Tingle gave a wheezy laugh before answering. "Him and the missus had a fight, and he went slamming out the back door after dark. Fell down all four steps and busted his leg good. Had to call his own brother to set the thing."

Link was amused but sympathetic.

"Colin Roper and Beth Hawley and decided to get married, kinda suddenlike. Some say she's in the family way."

Link's eyes in the mirror became very stern, and Tingle cleared this throat and changed the subject.

"Error Fontaine's brother and his family have moved into town."

Something in Tingle's voice cause Link to study him closely, but the older man's look gave nothing away.

"Yes, indeed," he continued. "Name's Bipin. Got a right pretty wife too."

"Where're they living?" Link's curiosity got the best of him.

"In Error's old place. Hey, you have been gone awhile, haven't you, Link?" Tingle suddenly interjected.

"Six weeks." Link's deep voice was mild.

"I wonder that your mother didn't tell you."

"I just got in last night, Tingle, and Aryll's sick."

"Is she now? That's a shame. Ganna miss the first day of school next week?"

"She's hoping not."

"Error's having a sale."

Link almost shook his head but remembered Tingle's scissors just in time.

"All kinds of changes goin' on over there. You planning to stop, Link?"

"Yeah. Ma sent a list."

There was a certain amount of rustling from the chairs against the wall, but Link took little notice. Tingle was finished with his haircut and fussing about his neck and ears with a small brush. Link flipped a coin to the older man and went for his hat.

"Be sure and have the boys help you out when you get there," Talon interjected one last time, the paper still in place. To Link's confusion, Tingle and the other men howled with laughter.

"Yes, sir, Link," Tingle nearly shouted. "Meet the whole family and be sure those boys help you with your load." Rumbles of laughter still sounded from the chair, but all Link did was shake his dead.

"Thanks Tingle."
The old man never herd him Link exited to calls of advice and more laughter. He stepped off the boardwalk and into the dirt street and headed to the general store, wondering over Error Fontaine's brother. Link didn't think Kakariko Village had room for any more characters.

"Tag!" A voice rang out just as he reached the other side, and Link turned to wave at a friend. The man was headed into the bank, so Link continued on his way. He stepped into Fontaine's and, wile the bell was till ringing in his ear, noticed the change. Not only where thing rearranged, they looked cleaner and tidier, like in the days before Cremia had fallen ill.

The store sported two front doors, one for the hardware and the other for dry goods and groceries. Link's list was for dry goods, but eh smell of leather that beckoned from the adjoining door tempted him to check out the saddles and riding gear. Link's thoughts were interrupted when Error greeted him.

"Well Link," he said easily.

Link looked up to see the older man approaching. With him was a man who could only be his brother. He was younger, but the family resemblance was there.

"Good to see you, Link. Meet my brother, Bipin," Error added with great enthusiasm.

"Hello, sir," the younger man said respectfully.

"Link, was it?" Bipin asked.

"Yes. Link Taggart."

"Good to meet you, Link. I'm Bipin Fontaine, and this," he waited until a woman approached from down one of the aisles, "is my wife, Blossom."

Link removed his hat. Tingle my have exaggerated about the other things, but his estimation of a "right pretty wife" was more than true: Blossom Fontaine was a beauty.

She had come to stand with Bipin, and he performed the introductions. "Blossom, this is Link Taggart."

"Hello, Mr. Taggart." her voice was rich and cultured.

"Hello, ma'am."

"What can we do for you today?" she asked.

Link reached toward his breast pocket, and a moment later they started on the list he withdrew. Everything from sugar to sewing needles was piled on and around the counter. Error and Bipin did most of the work, and Link fell into conversation with Mrs. Fontaine. He learned they had just moved from Ordona, and she learned that his was the only home past his was only home past their own.

"Your mother must be Uli."

"Yes."

"Please tell her how thankful we were for the baked goods she left at the house, and also apologize that I've not had time to come to see her. I do plan on it."

"I'll tell her, but there's no rush to come. My sister is ill and it might be best if you wait."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything we can do?"

"Actually, she's on the road to recovery, but thank you for asking. I'm sure my mother would welcome a visit. Maybe sometime next week."

"I'll plan on that, Mr. Taggart."

"Please call me Link."

"In that case, I'm Uli. I've noticed that people in town use first name, and to tell you the truth, I'm more comfortable with that."

The two exchanged a companionable smile, and Bipin joined them.

"I think that's everything, Mr. Taggart."

"Please call me Link."

"Link it is. I'll start these out, shall I?" he lifted a sack. "Where are the boys?" Bipin suddenly asked Uli.

"In the storeroom," she told him simply.

"Moe! Zel!" Bipin raised his voice to a shot. "Come out here."

Link had just thrown a sack of oats onto one muscular shoulder when they appeared.

"Boys," their father continued. "Help Mr. Taggart out with his things."

Link couldn't move. The boys were two of the most gorgeous females he'd ever laid eyes on. One was cute and the other was drop-dead beautiful. They weren't very tall but already showed signs of lovely womanhood. They both had clean, starched-white aprons covering their dresses, which only worked to accentuate their dark blue eyes and mahogany-colored hair. Link knew he was gawking but couldn't seem to help himself. He took in the amused gaze of one of the young women and still stared, but when his eyes swung to her beautiful sister, he saw only haughty disdain. Suddenly, Link's amusement matched that of the first girl.

"Come on," Bipin urged, and both girls lifted parcels and started toward the door. Link came behind them, his eyes on the girl's hair, which they both wore long and shiny down their backs.

"Here you go," Bipin spoke. "We'll bring the rest out for you, Link. We'll only be a moment."

Link was only too glad to stand and wait; it gave him a chance to get over his shock. Bipin Fontaine made one trip and said goodbye, as he had other customers to wait on, but the girls made two more trips. On the final load the lovelier of the girls tripped on a high board and almost fell on her face. That Link found this amusing was more than obvious.

She caught his laughing eyes, and he watched in fascination as her chin went into the air. She tossed her hair back with just the movement of her head, and her eyes flashed dark blue fire.

"A gentleman would never laugh," she told him in a contemptuous tone.

Link's smile only deepened. "Well, then, we both know where I stand."

Anger covered her exquisite features before she turned away and returned to the building in a huff. Watching until she disappeared, Link's eyes swung to the remaining sister. They grinned at one another.

"She doesn't like you," she said cheekily, and Link's shoulders shook with silent laughter.

"She made that quiet clear." Link's voice was deep. "Are you two really named Moe and Zel?"

"Meloni and Zellda. Malon and Zelda to everyone but Father, who always wanted boys."

"But he got girls," Link clarified unnecessarily.

"Yes." Her dimples where still in place. "Five of them."

"Five?"

"Yes."

They both laughed now, and when Link sobered he said, "Are you Zelda or Malon?"

"I'm Malon. Zelda is the one who doesn't like you."

Link only laughed again. "I wonder if I'll be able to do anything about that."

Malon cocked her dead to one side. "I think you probably could, but something tells me you won't."

Link shook his head. It was disconcerting to be read so easily. He could probably sweet-talk circles around the lovely Miss Fontaine, but Malon was right, he wouldn't

"Well, Mr. Taggart, I'd best get back to work."

"Please call me Link, or Tag, like my friends do."

The adorable head cocked again. "Well, now, since I hope we'll be friends, I'll call you Tag."

Link smiled at her, but a moment later his eyes went back to the door.

"Would I be out of line to ask how old you ladies are?"

"Yes," Malon told him good-naturedly, "but I'll tell you anyway. I just turned 18, and Zelda's 15."

"And the rest of you?"
"You are nosey," Malon teased. "Ruto is 13, Sari is 12, and Romani is 10."

"Sari?"

"Sarah," Malon supplied. "Father caller her Sami."

Link nodded, his smile back in place. "Well, Malon, it's been a pleasure. I hope to see you again."

"Don't tell lies, Tag," she coined his nickname immediately.

"You hope to see Zelda again."
Link didn't reply to this but threw her a huge grin. A moment later he'd climbed onto the buckboard and started the team toward home.

My deepest apologies, when I was looking back through this chapter I realized that there was a mistake during links hair cut, in one or two places I accidentally got Tingle's name and Error's mixed up, I am vary sorry for this and will try to not repeat the mistake in the future. Please review.