A/N: Time for one of the oneshots I actually had planned, heh...I've looked forward to this. |3
Universe: OoT.
100 Battles
Body
Sometimes, Zelda tries to convince herself that she's happy this way. She runs her hands across her smooth legs, up her developing curves, over her chest. She wears her dresses without complaint, and when she begins bleeding, a week after her thirteenth birthday, (a process that, to her surprise and displeasure, occurs every month thereafter,) she bites her lip and bears it, not out of the pain, though it is there, insistently, but out of the knowledge that this is wrong and shouldn't be happening to me.
Once, when she was four, she asked why she wasn't allowed to wear pants, or carry a sword like the knights did. She said that dresses were for girls, and that she was not a girl; everyone but Impa had stared at her as though she had turned into a Stalfos right before their eyes, then awkwardly turned the conversation to her father's excellent diplomatic feat at the last meeting with the Gerudo.
Later, she'd asked Impa again. Her nursemaid had merely sighed, and put a hand on her shoulder. "Life will be hard for you, Zelda," she had said, not answering the question.
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In time, she learned that she was, genetically, a girl, and she hated herself for it, she hated her father and her mother for having her, an immature part of her thinking that they had chosen, out of malicious intent, to make her a girl, and she hated her body the worst.
She asked her red-eyed, tearstained reflection so many questions when she was a teenager, arms crossed to hide those disgusting, unnatural breasts. What's wrong with me? Do the goddesses hate me? Why can't I be a boy? Why can't I be happy being a girl?
And then she screamed and threw a rock at the mirror, which shattered with a loud crash, alerting Ganondorf's minions to she and Impa's whereabouts and necessitating a hasty escape.
And then Impa formed a plan, a marvelous, wonderful plan to solve everything.
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She loved her breast bindings, painful though they were. She loved the Sheikah uniform, and most of all, she loved the pronoun he. The phrase "young man" that everyone used to describe him.
And for five glorious years, Zelda was Sheik and she was he.
Of course, the Hero of Time eventually awoke, slayed the evil plaguing the temples, and forced Zelda to reveal herself.
She tried not to hate Link for it. It wasn't his fault that Zelda was a man in a woman's body. The fallacy, she reflects later, could never have lasted anyway. She had a kingdom to take back, and nobody wanted a queer as their leader.
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So she is a woman, and she is a queen. She is married and she loves her husband.
(Secretly, though, she wants to marry the beautiful, intelligent Zoran princess she had met on several occasions, wants to father her children and rule beside her, but that is the role of a prince, and she is not even a man; besides, Link has the mermaid-like girl's heart.)
She doesn't want to be bitter, though, so she contents herself with hating her body.
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A/N: TRANSSEXUAL ZELDA FTW! X3
Do I see OoT Zelda as a transexual? (Or is it transgender?) Naw, though it does answer a few questions about in-game events. If she is transexual, though, I feel bad for her...poor thing. :(
