Author's Note: Sorry it's been so long, school and family has been keeping me on my toes. This isn't the best chapter and now much happens in it, I apologize :( but I wanted to give you guys something to read. Thank you to everyone who has faved it, added it to their alerts and everything else! :) You guys are the reason I keep posting this!
Rolling groggily out of the bed I scratch the back of my head, wincing as my fingertips brush against a bruise. "Ouch." I hiss pulling my fingers away as quickly as I can.
"Hmmm? What's wrong Elita?" Looking over my shoulder I see Link sleepily pull himself into a sitting position.
"Nothing, just hit a sensitive area." I reply bending down to grab his tunic. Pulling it on over my head I wince as the rough material scratches a few other 'sensitive' places.
"That's mine." Link points out getting out of bed and following me down the staircase and into the kitchen.
"I realized that before I picked it up." I retort grabbing a pot from the cupboard.
"Elita it's not like anyone can see us."
Setting the pot beside the sink I turn and face Link. "It's not the world I'm protecting, it's you." I tease crossing my arms and leaning against the wooden counter.
"And who said I need protecting?" Link's voice whispers in my ear as his arms encompass me.
Smirking I push him a way a little and slip out from underneath an arm. "I did."
I wait for a reply for a few moments but it never comes. Laughing silently to myself I walk over to the fire pit and grab the poker from it's place among the other fire tools. Poking at the ashes I try to see if any of the coals are still warm from the fire the night before. Sighing as I see my luck has run out, I lean over and grab two pieces of wood from the lumber pile.
"Want me to do that while you start the food?"
Looking up a Link I smile in appreciation. "That'd be a big help."
Link shoos me in the direction of the kitchen, a half smile gracing his features. I stand in the doorway between the two rooms and watch him pile logs into the fireplace. The smooth tanned skin on his back is interrupted every now and then by a pale scar. Smiling to myself, I wonder how I could have ever managed to get such a good guy. Strong, brave, kind hearted, sarcastic when needed...
The sound of knocking at the door pulls me from my muddled thoughts. "I'll get it!" I chirp quickly as Link begins to stand. The knock gets frantic the closer I get to the door. Sighing in agitation I yank open the door and glare at the poor person on the step. "How can I help you?" I demand crossing my arms.
"I'm looking for a master Link?" The small, pale man stares at me with wide brown eyes.
"What do you need him for?"
"Zelda has been kidnapped!" The man cries throwing his hands in the air. "I need Master Link to save her!"
Sighing I look over my shoulder and catch Link's gaze through the living room door way. He nods and heads for the stairs his eyes blazing with anger. Frowning I turn back to the man and tell him, "Meet Link and I at the bridge leading into Castle Town. From there you can tell us what you know."
"But I-"
"Relax, we'll help you rescue the bitch."
Link and I stand side by side in Hyrule field. Both of us have our hands on our sword hilts, ready to leap into action the moment trouble arrives. The wind attacks us sending shivers down our backs. Even from this distance we can see the huge black cloud surrounding Hyrule Castle. "So she really is in trouble." I mutter feeling a little relieved that she hasn't got anything planned.
"Maybe. We don't know that yet." Link replies, taking a step towards my sister's servant.
"And I thought I had a negative view of her."
Link looks over his shoulder at my and smiles softly. "I just think we should be prepared for the worst."
Rolling my eyes I go to stand beside him. Tilting my head I inspect the black cloud with a growing sense of dread. "Well I think it is Ganondorf. It certainly looks like something he'd do. He like's the drama and knowing him he probably has soldiers roaming the city streets, and the soldiers are probably armed to the teeth with explosives, swords, spears, knives, and possibly even- Mmf!"
Link's hand covers my mouth cutting off the end of sentence. "Alright Elita, I get it. We're up against Ganondorf, who has so far managed to lead us on a wild goose chase."
"I wouldn't say a wild goose chase." I say through his hand, tilting my head to look at him. Slowly the man removes his hand, His blue eyes sparkle with amusement, though his face is shadowed with worry and frustration. "Oh Link," I whisper wrapping my arms around his torso. "There's nothing to be worried about."
"What if I lose you?" Link asks wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close. "A life without you seems so daunting."
"You won't," I promise pulling away from his embrace to look at his face. "I'll always be with you."
My sisters servant, maid, man thingie, whatever you want to call him meets us on the bridge leading from Hyrule Field into Hyrule Castle Town. His bald head shines in the dim afternoon light. Why would such an old man serve my sister? I have to shake my head to get rid of the question and the disturbing images that come into mind. The man seems familiar, but I can't quite place my finger on where I've seen him before.
"You came!" The old man's voice is little more then a rasp as he greets Link and I with a wide smile.
"I told you we would." I reply crossing my arms over my chest. "But one of us isn't really in it to save Zelda."
"You mean neither of us." Link adds, resting a hand on the Master Swords hilt.
"I thought you were here for more then just the chance to bloody Ganondorf." Raising my eyebrows I flash Link the best surprised look I can. Link winks a big blue eye at me, making me grin. Turning to the old man, my grin grows into a smirk as I take in his shaking form. "So, what's going on exactly?"
"How dare you call yourself her sister!" He cries pointing an accusing thumb at me.
My smirk disappears as I stare down the old man's arm at him. "Umm... What?"
"You are not Princess Elita!" He screeches stomping a foot on the wooden bridge.
Link and I exchange a long thoughtful look. "I hate to break it to you old man, but I am indeed Elita, just without the Princess part, please." I speak slowly and carefully, being careful to not say anything... wrong.
"Lying slut!"
My eyes widen as the man calls me a liar. "I am not a liar you disrespectful old man!" I yell losing control over my temper because of my shock. "I am Princess Elita, and if you don't believe then I'll let my sword do the talking!"
"Elita calm down." Link's rough voice echos around the tunnel entrance, and he places a hand on my arm for a second before turning to the other man. "Sir, I happen to know that this is in fact Princess Elita, and I also know that she deserves your utmost respect, because she is in fact the elder Princess and the lawful heir to the Hylian Throne." The soft voice he had started out with grows hard the more he speaks. "Now if you'll excuse us we have someone to go rescue."
I watch momentarily stupefied as Link pushes past the man and heads for Castle Town. After a quick glance at the man I follow, jogging to catch up. "Was that smart?" I ask as we make our way towards the town.
"Maybe, maybe not. But I didn't want to stand there and argue with him from here until kingdom come." I grunt in agreement and let the conversation drop, not wanting to continue it. However the famous or infamous, which ever way you look at it, Hero of Time doesn't pick that up. "What do you think I should have done?" He asks, turning his head to watch me with those brilliant blue eyes.
"Why you asking me?" I snap back. "I'm not your babysitter."
"I'm asking you as my conscience." The man replies smoothly, not even batting an eyelash at my tone.
Snorting I stop in the middle of the path. Link stops a few seconds right after me so we're only a few feet away from each other. "Your conscience?" I speak slowly, thinking as I speak. "Link, it's YOU who's always telling me what's wrong and what's right. I only have a dim, understanding of it, being brought up by who I was. If you think that what you did was wrong, then it must have been wrong, but if you felt it was right then by the goddesses it may have been right. I'm not your conscience Link, you're your own."
Link smiles causing his eyes to crinkle at the corners. "You have a gift with words. You know that?"
I stare at the man incredulously. "And you have a personality disorder." I growl starting to walk again.
"Elita-"
Looking over my shoulder at the blonde I smile and say, "You're too serious sometimes."