Author's Note: I had been waiting to introduce the story to theatre! Took me forever. I got a question from someone in my private messages, not naming names, who asked why Mr. Ghir(ahim) was the theatre director. The reason is because he exaggerates everything. He's so dramatic!

Hawkpath: I'll have you know, I do the same thing with your story! I love it so much, I check every day for a new chapter. And I put the Duran Duran reference in there for you.

Dia Newman: Thanks for calling my story 'bloody fantastic'! I appreciate it.

StraightedgeWingZero: Yes, Zelda. What have you done?

Enjoy! And if you do or if you don't, REVIEW!

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One Year's Eternity

Chatper 9

October 3

My cast was coming off in five days. I could barely keep it on anymore.

Shade had made the football team. As had Beck. As had Groose.

Oh, yeah. Groose.

I was now being chased by three guys: Link, who I was torn between, Shade, who was growing farther away by the minute, and Groose, who was a regular Gaston, picking the one girl who doesn't like him. Or at least, one of the two girls.

Yeah. Midna and I are the only sane ones.

It was after last period and I was heading to my dorm. Midna apparently beat me to the room. I was coming closer to our door, when I heard 'Fancy' by Iggy Azalea at full blast. I walked into the room to see her writing in a notebook while rapping the part perfectly. She turned the music down once she saw me. She didn't stop mouthing the words, though.

"Upi liik aole Nabu," I said in Labrynnian mumblings. (AN: "You look like Nabu.")

"Who's Nabu?" she asked. She knew more Labrynnian than Link, and he was taking the class.

"My best friend from back home," I said, hobbling to my bed.

"Well, I'm not planning on going home for Legends' break," she said. "Maybe I can meet this Nabu."

Legends was a holiday in Hyrule and the surrounding kingdoms like other provinces celebrate Christmas. The purpose was the same; you gather with family and friends and trade gifts. The reason is different. Legends is celebrated to remember the people of legend that saved the world from danger. Link, Midna, and I were no doubt named after three of those legends. I've always hated my name for two reasons; I share the last name of a criminal, and 'Zelda' was the worthless princess that never did anything but get captured. My favorite legend was about Zelda, but when she was aiding the hero under the alias Sheik. To protect herself from getting captured.

"Well," I replied with a sigh, "I wasn't either. I was going to go to Ordon."

"Why?" she asked. "Don't you want to see your friends?"

"I do," I said, "but my father will kill me if he sees me with anyone. Even Nabu."

"Just to clarify," Midna said, closing her notebook, "is Nabu a girl or boy?"

"Boy," I said, sitting down on my bed. "He's been my friend since we could crawl. We've always been close, but we don't like each other. Not like that."

"Really?" she asked in her mischievous voice. "I don't believe you."

"He had to get married at age 15!" I said in my friend's defence. "It was arranged by his parents because they wanted to protect him from me."

She lowered her head. She didn't answer to that.

"Well," I said to break the silence, "I have to meet someone."

"Who?" she asked.

"You'll see."

I grabbed my locket that Nabu gave me when we were kids. It had a picture of him on one side and my mother on the other. She was also named Zelda. It was a tradition in my family.

I clipped on the tiny crest and walked out the door. I didn't need my crutches if I was careful. I looked at my texts to remember where I was to meet.

See me in front of Lon Lon. Follow me once you do.

The number was unknown. I didn't know who I was meeting. I didn't know if I should go or not, but I didn't want to miss a chance. I walked to Lon Lon. The brisk afternoon breeze of early October made me shiver. I was reminded of a similar feeling.

The night he kissed me.

I brushed my hand over my lips. I remember the feeling of his kiss perfectly. I remember the push that made it end. I remember the part of me that didn't want to shove him away.

Eji? Why didn't I want it to end?

I approached the small, red building. I saw a man on a motorcycle out front. He mounted the bike once he saw me. I couldn't see his face through his helmet. He rode to the corner, then looked back to see if I was following. I was. He turned around the corner. We continued this small pattern until he stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse. He climbed over the fence.

He does know I can't do that, right?

Once he got over, he opened the gate so I could walk in. He took off his gloves to reveal tannish hands.

A Labrynnian.

He walked on. He pushed in a huge metal door. He waited until I walked in. I did hesitantly. I still didn't trust this man fully. I tried to look through the window in his helmet to see his face. It was pitch black.

"Go on," he said when I stopped.

I know that voice. That can only be one person.

"Nabu?"

He froze. He turned his head so that he didn't face me. I saw his brown ponytail brought back and hanging out of his helmet. I grabbed onto it and pried his helmet off. It landed on the concrete and cracked.

"Not a very good quality helmet you got there, Nabu," I said once he turned his head to face me. I was speaking in Labrynnian.

"I see that," he responded in the same language. I hugged him. I couldn't help but do it.

"Why didn't your number show your name?" I asked him.

"I was using my old phone."

"The one that I deleted."

"Yeah. Sorry for confusing you."

I let go of my friend. "It's fine. But isn't Rachel worried about you?"

"Rachel… That's one of the reasons I came."

"What's happened to her?" I asked, panicked.

Rachel was Nabu's wife. She was just as sweet as him and just a little better at cooking. She always let me stay with them when my father was going on one of his violent relapses. It had gotten to the point that I had moved most of my things to their house in their guest room. Just because their marriage was arranged, that didn't mean that they didn't love each other. They cared for each other more than I had ever seen any couple.

"Your father went on another one of his rampages once you left," he said. "He blamed Rachel for you leaving. He didn't know you made the decision. She tried to tell him, but he didn't believe her. He went into our kitchen to get a beer and came back with a knife. He slit her throat, Zelda. Rachel is gone."

I fell to the ground in shock. Tears started to sting my eyes.

"I tried to save her," Nabu said, crouching down to meet me. "He was going to kill me, too. I got out before he could. I came here as fast as I could. Before I did, I heard your father scream at me before I got out of sight. I turned around to see him grabbing the knife in both hands. He… He committed suicide. He stabbed himself."

The tears started falling. I couldn't control myself. Most of my emotion was for Rachel, not for Saras. I didn't think of him as my father, so I didn't care about him. All of my memories of him are negative.

"Sorry," he said. "I wanted you to know before you came home. Do you want to go back to campus?"

I nodded, shaking from shallow breaths. He picked me up and put me on his motorcycle. As he sat me on the seat, his hand got stuck in my necklace. He untangled himself to find that he was tied to the locket.

"You still have this?" he asked, opening the tiny Labrynnian crest.

"I would never get rid of it," I said through the tears.

"Let's just get you back to campus," he said.

"Good," I said. "And there are a few people I want you to meet." My tears were starting to subside. "How's your Hylian?"

"I have been working on it," he said in Hylian. "Rachel taught me."

We rode off to the campus. I was filled with memories of Labrynna, riding around on this same bike.

"Hurry up," I yelled as we drove. "I have school tomorrow. It's Friday."

"Okay, Okay," he said, pushing the bike faster.

Once we got to campus, I saw Midna in the parking lot, pacing back and forth on the sidewalk. She saw the motorcycle. She turned to the bike that she had never seen. Nabu parked right next to her. I got off, and when I did, I was greeted by a scold.

"Where were you?!" she screamed. "I was worried!"

"I was expecting a hug," I said, turning to Midna.

"Who's this?" she said, pointing to Nabu.

He just laughed. "You need to calm down," he said in perfect Hylian. "I am Nabu."

"Oh! You're the guy that Zelda was talking about, the one from Labrynna," Midna said, calming down.

"Yes," I replied. "Nabu, this is Midna. She wanted to meet you."

"Why are you here?" she asked him. "Aren't you supposed to be in Labrynna?"

"I had to tell Zelda some news," he said. "Her father killed my wife and himself."

All she did was cover her mouth.

"It's fine, Mid," I told her. "I worry about Rachel more than I do Saras."

"Well, anyway," she said, "we need to go. Bye, Nabu! Hope to see you again, next time, not so sad and late."

"Yeah," he said waving. "Good-bye, Midna."

She hurried me off to the dorm room. She was acting more like my mother than my friend. I did as she said, as not to anger her farther.

And the Gods know, I can't go home for Legends' break.