Chapter 7

I finally updated. Go me x)

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Mimi stood alone in front of her tiny house, silent tears sliding out of her eyes.

So it was over; she would probably never see Link again. Most likely he had run off with the beautiful blonde, and they were now alone in a room together, discussing their future.

It made her that much sadder that she had begun to trust him. She should've known better.

She tilted her face to the sky, hoping that the afternoon sun would dry her tears. How had he disappeared into the sunshine like that? She had only turned for a moment, thinking that he was behind her, when she heard a rush of wind. When she turned around, it had been too late. The only live thing in site were a few drifting flower petals, along with stray beams of sunshine.

It didn't matter. At least now she had learned.

Her father always told her she was foolish. He was very fond of her, but he often shook his head at her, saying things like "Mimierian, you're a smart girl, but you often act as if your head is an empty flower pot; you never use what the gift you were blessed, of the Goddess, Nayru.," or "Mimier, you are beautiful, and you are wise, But sometimes you act as if you are only beautiful.

It was true. Even though she went to school, she had changed as she had gotten older, from a conscientious student into a flirt. She had begun to care more about how to wear her hair, then about her studies. She would flirt with all the young boys in the market place, rather then sitting home and reading.

And now look at her. She was alone, and she was nobody. The sun couldn't stop the next wave of tears that dripped from her eyelashes.

"Why is such a pretty lady sad on such a pretty day?"

Coming back to reality, she blinked away the sunshine and saw before her a young man. He was smiling at her, his eyes kind. He was very good looking; he had a charming smile, is brown hair hanging nicely into his eyes. She stood a little straighter, finding herself more conscious of her body.

"A beautiful girl cannot have troubles, can she?"

She was feeling coy. Although a blush began to spread about her cheeks, she smiled and said,

"Maybe, maybe not."

He grinned.

"If she has no troubles, would she care to join me for a drink in the market place? I was planning on spending the day alone, but now…"

She giggled. It was cute, the way he was coming on.

She was single, and she was lonely. So why not?

"And to who am I bestowing the honor of having a drink with?"

"The name is Cameron. And you?"

"Mimi."

"Lovely. Shall we go?"

He took her hand, and she smiled, feeling her youth catching up with her. Maybe her father was wrong. Maybe being a flirt wasn't such a bad thing, after all. At least this one was confident.

The man who claimed to be Cameron smiled, but it was a strange smile that seemed to be void of laughter and light. And in the sunshine, his eyes flashed a deep red, the color of blood.

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"I see you are refusing to speak to me. Fine, fine."

Navi fluttered angrily around the room, only stopping here and there to let out another angry sigh.

Link sat slumped in his chair, his elbows against his knees, and his head against his fists.

"I bet you feel all proud of yourself. As if you have the first idea of anything that's happening. You're stubborn; always have been, always will be. I wonder if you'd ever stop and think…"

Link stood up, and pinched her by the wings. She let out an angry shriek, and glared into his blazing eyes.

"I'm this close from pulling your wings out. And then we'll see whose the smart one. Just shut up and let me think, allright?"

He let go, and she flew to her resting spot by the window. Her anger had evaporated; for a moment she had seen a glimmer of the old Link in his eyes, and this was good.

"Goddesses know whether or not you know what Impa's up to,"

He turned to look at Navi, and she grinned haughtily.

"Whatever makes you think that she's up to something?"

Link scowled.

"She was rude enough, wasn't she? Playing a childish game, pretending she couldn't hear me."

"Hardly childish."

"Can't she get someone else to take out the demon?"

"Who else is there?"

"They're Sages; don't they have some kind of power?"

"Right. Which is why they needed you to defeat Ganondorf. They could've done that themselves, I'm sure."

"Maybe they should've."

Navi groaned in frustration.

"Link, I'm only gonna tell you once. Get up, stop moping, and go kick the demon's ass. That's all."

"Only I can't, genius."

"And why not?"

"Because I'm powerless now."

She groaned even louder, this time shooting towards him, inches from his face.

"Just because you don't have some silly mark on your hand, doesn't mean your powerless. You're still the same person!"

"I've changed."
His eyes were sad now, his face weary. Navi sighed.

"I can help you, Link, but you have to be willing to accept help."

Link remained silent, his features hard.

"Get your gear ready. The Master Sword alone should do it, but maybe you should grab a few bombs, and some of those things that you carried in those little pouch thingies all the time. I never knew what half of them were, you know…"

"I don't have the Master Sword anymore."

"Funny."

"Im serious. I left it in the temple."

"Really, its not a very good joke. Link would never, ever, EVER leave the Master Sword where anyone can take it…"

"I'm not kidding."

Navi paled, and she sank slowly downward, resting on the arm of Link's chair.

"Oh, Link…"

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Sorry for the delay. R&R.