9: The Touch of Your Lips

Zelda looked into Rosalina's eyes. "S-so... uh..." she said, trying to start a conversation. But she couldn't think of anything.

Rosalina cocked her head. "What is it, Zel?" she asked. The girl had forgotten what she became last night, only remembering that she had lots of fun and drunk some of the beverages that were being provided. "Is something, um, bothering you...?"

"N-no, um... it's nothing," the Hylian replied and looked away. She was finding it harder to face her friend each passing second, turning red and redder every moment.

Frowning, but understanding, the princess of the galaxy nodded. "I understand. Perhaps something bad happened during the party yesterday and you want some alone time..." she said, trying to think of what could've happened to her friend. Then she gasped. "I got it! Did that scary man Ganondorf do something to you?" Rosalina asked, worried. As she asked this question, she grabbed Zelda's hand tightly out of concern.

The Hylian, however, didn't take that so well and blushed harder. "N-no! I, um, it's something else! R-Ross, it's fine... it's fine..." she whispered.

The two stared into each other's eyes.

"...o-or... is it...?" Zelda asked, uncertain.

Rosalina sweat dropped. "I... I wouldn't know that, Zel."

Sighing, Zelda got up. "Well, it... it's alright, Ross. Everything's fine..." she said. "I'll be fine, thanks for worrying."

Her friend also got up, and grabbed Zelda by the shoulder. "Whatever you say, Zel, but remember..." She turned Zelda around, and to the Hylian's embarrassment, Rosalina pressed their foreheads together with a smile. "We're friends, so if you ever need any help, just tell me or Peach or Samus or anyone. Okay?"

Zelda nodded weakly, feeling her legs weakening. She swore she almost fainted.

"No matter what, we'll all try to help, okay?"

Not when you're the problem, Ross! Zelda wanted to scream, but she couldn't. "O-okay..." The two stayed in that position for quite some time, an awkward silence taking over. "R-Ross...?" she whispered.

Rosalina snapped out of it, turning slightly red as well. "O-oh, uh, sorry. I just... thought that, well," she scratched her head, "your lips seemed... like they'd feel good, and... huh?" She frowned and blushed harder with the other girl. "What... w-what am I saying... I... huh?"

Fearing the princess remembering the events of yesterday, Zelda panicked with as much embarrassment she could feel. "W-well! I'll, I'll be going now Ross! To, to help Jigglypuff clean her, her giant ship Robert Junior!" she said, jumbling details together without thinking. The girl quickly ran out the room.

Rosalina stared at the door, then touched her lips with her right hand's index finger. "...why do I feel like... like I know that..." she began, and stared at her finger.

Then she stared at the door again.

"...that her lips are soft and warm?"