Hey guys,

The first part of this chapter may seem a little off for OCL, but it was merely created so you can take a peek into Uzuki's life, one of Zelda's old friends from Kakariko. What happens during her part in the story really doesn't change the plot in any way – it's merely a way to show you the things Uzuki has to put up with, and shows us a bit of information on her considering she's just suddenly showed up in the story.

Hope you enjoy it! Please R&R!

-Shinigami-Zelda-sama

The Legend of Zelda: Only Chosen Love

Chapter 21: All the Same

Uzuki painted her nails a dark black, giving them multiple coats to make them darker. When she was done with the black, she began to paint operator symbols* overtop the black with white polish. When she was done, she smiled in satisfaction, and then moved on to her toes. She painted them with a several white coats, and then covered over the white with black operator symbols. She was bored out of her mind, but she had to keep herself occupied so that her mind didn't stray to Saichi. And in the background, she even had playing what she considered to be good "break-up songs", including "Lollipop" by Mika, "Heart-Shaped Box" by Nirvana, "Brand New Day" by Sting, and her personal favorite, "The Bitch Came Back", by Three Days Grace.

While she was doing the finishing touches on her toes, Zant walked into her room.

"Hasn't anybody ever taught you to knock?" Uzuki grumbled, keeping her eyes on her lacquered nails.

"I did knock," Zant objected.

"Knocking while you open the door doesn't count," Uzuki sighed as she finished her pinkie toe and put the bottles of nail polish away. She leaned back into her recliner so that she was staring right out her bedroom window. She had dug the recliner out of the junkyard; all it really needed was a bit of cleaning up and a spray of air freshener. She hated how wasteful humans could be of things that were still in perfect condition.

"Sorry, but I'm bored," Zant muttered. "What are you up to?"

"Mourning," Uzuki scoffed. "Over my dead relationship."

"I thought you said you were over Saichi."

Uzuki turned her head to glare at him with swollen, red, hostile eyes.

"Does this look like I've gotten over him to you?" she yelled, pointing to her teary eyes. "I'm not in the fucking mood for you today, Zant!"

Zant sighed, and sat down on the bed next to her. "Hey, it's alright. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. How are you feeling?"

"I feel like I just got shit out of the rear end of a cow," she growled. Zant tried to laugh, but he could already tell that Uzuki was smiling too at her own joke, so he let a little snicker pass his lips.

"Well, that's not good, now is it?" Zant laughed. "Come on, why don't you go hang out with Peter or something? It'll take your mind of Saichi. You've gotten over Makoto before; I'm sure you can do it with Saichi too."

"But you don't understand, Zant! I dated Saichi for nearly a full fucking year! And then he throws me out like I'm a disposable piece of garbage? I hate him! I want to kill him!"

Zant rubbed Uzuki's shoulder, trying to calm her down.

"How about this? If you don't want to hang out with Peter and be reminded of Saichi, let's go get some hot dogs down street. Hot dogs always make people feel better."

"I don't know . . ." Uzuki sighed. "I'm not really in the mood for hot dogs . . ."

"You will be when you try these ones! They're right out of the fryer, so they're really greasy! All your troubles wash away when you eat one! Come on, Uzuki, would you rather sit here in this empty frigged-up house by yourself, or would you rather stuff your face with hot dogs? I'll even pay for you."

Uzuki looked up at Zant, and eventually smiled. "Alright, fine. I guess I can't fight hot dogs for long, especially when you're buying them for me." Uzuki closed her laptop, where she had kept it open on her dresser, and pulled on a jacket to keep herself warm – she was known for getting the chills easily, no matter what the weather was. .

"By the way, Zant, I gotta ask, are your parents planning on having their yearly Christmas party?" Uzuki asked curiously.

"Yeah, same as every year," Zant replied.

"I hope your sister comes over," Uzuki continued. "I'd like to see her again."

"Step-sister," Zant corrected her. "And why would you want to see her?" he teased. "She's boring."

"Well, she's going through the same shit as me right now, so it would be nice to talk to someone I can actually relate to who isn't Peter."

"Oh, so her boyfriend dumped her for another girl and was asked out by a psychopathic artist the weekend before who's graduating this year and leaving for a far-off country for university to boot?"

Uzuki's eyes began to well up. She collapsed onto her bed face-first, and let the tears fly.

"You idiot!" she cried out. "Don't make me think of the break-up, please!"

"I'm sorry!" Zant immediately apologized. "I didn't mean to! Don't cry, Uzuki!"

"I'm not crying!" she yelled out. "It's natural instinct for my stupid body to make tears! I really don't want to cry; I want to punch your face in!"

"Hey, remember those hot dogs I mentioned earlier?" Zant brought up, trying to make her feel less angry.

Uzuki chucked a pillow at him. "Get out of my room! Before I rip that tongue of yours right out of your goddamn mouth!"

Zant dodged her pillow, and then ran out of the room. "Sorry!" he apologized again as he ran down the stairs of the house and out the door.

Uzuki sighed, and rubbed her temples, the buzzing in her head starting up again.

"Ugh, I hate this . . ." she cried to herself, wiping away the tears that had nearly dried onto her face. She stared out her window for a few moments, watching the people and cars pass by on the street. Nobody ever paid much attention to her and the house that she lived in; but they certainly had heard the rumours.

Uzuki Kasahara, a girl who lived in a shape-shifting house. A lot of kids liked to make horror stories out of it to tell around the campfire or underneath a blanket with a flashlight, but Uzuki knew that if they knew the truth about her and the house, things would become even worse than they already were.

Uzuki turned around and headed down the hallway, about to go down the stairs when she heard a strange noise. It was the sound of shuffling feet, as if somebody else was in the house with her. She knew it wasn't Zant; she had heard the door slam when he left. Not to mention, there was no reason for Zant to pry around her house like some kind of thief – he was too soft to do that.

Uzuki's skin began to crawl as the shuffling became louder. Despite the fact that she had dealt with these kinds of things before in the house, she still got the chills whenever it happened. She stopped, and listened carefully to try and track down which room the shuffling was coming from by the height of the volume.

Suddenly, a door slammed, causing Uzuki to nearly jump out of her skin. Spinning around, she saw that the door to her bedroom was shut.

"Hello . . . ?" Uzuki asked quietly, trying to communicate with the thing that was shuffling around in her house and slamming her doors. "I'm not in the mood for your little games!" she yelled out finally, deciding that this was just another incident in her house that she would have to deal with.

Uzuki crept to her bedroom door, and leaned down to look through the crack between the door and the floor. She could see shadows underneath it, most likely from somebody standing on the other side. She tried the doorknob, but the door wouldn't open. She started to hit herself against the door, attempting to break it down, but it wouldn't budge.

"Alright, I guess he means business today . . ." she sighed. She lifted her leg, and with one swift push, she kicked down the door.

But there was no one there.

Uzuki checked the entire room: under her bed, in her closet, outside through the open window. But the intruder was nowhere to be found. Uzuki hung her head out the window, surveying up and down the street to see if he was hiding anywhere outside.

She suddenly heard another door slam from inside the house. When she pulled her head in, pulling the two door-like window panes closed too, she spun around to see the intruder standing across from her.

"Hello again, Opera-" she started to say, but a blast of energy came from the intruder before she could finish, knocking her straight through the window and onto the ground two storeys below. She landed on her back, surprising anybody who happened to be near the house and saw her get thrown out the window. She had to wait a few moments to catch her breath, and when she did, she leaped back to her feet, and started to scream at the house window.

"Get out of my house, you freak!" she screamed.

Strange, high-pitched noises started to enter Uzuki's mind. The sound of the voice made Uzuki cringe, and it only made her headache worsen.

"I don't care what your reasons are, I'm living here now!"

Another response from the deathly-high voice.

"Fuck that! You think I'm going to go down without a fight? I'll kick your ass out of that house if I have to!"

The people around her gave her funny looks, and rushed to get away from the strange scene they were witnessing. Mothers covered over their children's ears so they couldn't hear the profanity that was coming out of Uzuki's mouth.

"Watch me walk back inside the house, jackass!" Uzuki challenged the intruder. She marched right up to the door, but when she grabbed the doorknob, she couldn't get it open; just like the bedroom door, it had been jammed shut. Uzuki stepped back out so that the intruder could see her from the window.

"Oh, real mature!" she said. "That just shows how great of a fighter you are when you lock the doors, you fucking coward! If you won't let me in, why don't you come out here so we can settle this the right way!"

Before Uzuki could anticipate it, the intruder was outside, standing mere centimeters away from her.

"That's . . . better," she sighed, staring up at the intruder's face.

Another loud screech filled Uzuki's head.

"Shut up!" Uzuki yelled back. "I heard you the first fifty times! I'm not getting out of your stupid house, especially now that you're picking fights with me about it!"

Suddenly, Uzuki felt a sudden pain in her body, and before she knew it, blood was spilling out of her nose.

"Ugh . . ." Uzuki hissed, holding her belly from the sudden pain. Her legs suddenly felt like static, and she soon collapsed onto the ground from all the pain. The intruder looked down on her, and then walked away, leaving Uzuki to convulse on the ground as if she were having a seizure, blood running out of her nose and mouth.

Dammit . . . I'm bleeding again.

It was Uzuki's last thought before her body completely gave out and the world blacked out around her.

Zelda went up the stairs, trying to shake off the chill from the brisk winter that lay outside. It was a sunny day, but the temperature was freezing, and she regretted not bringing an extra jacket to give her an extra layer of warmth. She knew now that she would have to really make a run for it back to the girls' building after witnessing how cold it had become outside in so little time.

Note to self, she thought. Ask mom for a new jacket for Christmas.

Link was heading up the stairs from the other end of the building, where it was closer to the boy's building from the other end of the campus. The cold didn't bother him too much, but he knew that it was a chillier day than usual.

As he was heading down the second floor's hallway, he ran into the one person who he didn't want to see.

Ren.

"Oh, hey, Link," she greeted him with an innocent smile. "Didn't think I would run into you after school. How's it going?"

"Busy," Link mumbled. He tried to walk past her, but she didn't let him.

"Whoa, where's the fire?" she giggled. "What's got you in such a hurry?"

"I'm busy, Ren," Link said again, this time in a tenser voice.

"Is something bothering you, Link? Come on, tell me. I'd like to help."

"I'm going to apologize to my girlfriend," Link said, trying to stress the word 'girlfriend' so that he could get it through Ren's head.

"Link, you don't give me enough credit, do you?" she said. "I'm through playing around with you. I don't care that you're seeing other people. I just want to clear the water between us, alright? Can't you at least let me do that?"

Link let out a sigh. "Ren, you're the reason I have to apologize to Zelda in the first place. Because of you and Ruto, Zelda's convinced that I'm not committed to her. Now my relationship with her is in danger of breaking apart at the seams."

"Ooh, a metaphor! That's not making your argument any tougher, you know," Ren snickered. "Look, Ruto's not my responsibility. Whatever Ruto does or says to you are her own actions completely. What I'm doing now is just trying to fix whatever friendship we used to have."

Link started to settle down. He figured that Ruto was doing everything on her own, but he found it odd that she finally decided to do what she did only after Ren showed up at the Academy.

"Are you okay?" Ren asked him. "I'm sorry if I'm causing your relationship to fall apart . . . I feel so guilty now . . ."

"No, I'm sorry for blaming you," Link apologized. "I know that Zelda and I will get all of this confusion cleared. Then you won't have anything to worry about."

"I hope so," Ren said.

Then she spotted Zelda standing at the end of the hallway, walking towards them. She smirked at Link with a face that was now filled with trickery.

"You know, Link, you really should give me a bit more credit," she giggled quietly, her innocent smile growing into a devious smirk. "I'm a psychopathic bitch, remember?"

Before Link could react, Ren grabbed the collar of his shirt and forcefully pulled him into a deep kiss. Link jumped away from her.

"Whoa!" he yelled. "What the hell is wrong with you girls? I knew you were up to something, Ren! What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Why don't you talk to your girlfriend now?" Ren snickered. "She saw the whole thing. You should treat women better, instead of lying to them and playing around with other girls. You don't want to be alone for the rest of your life, do you?"

Link spun around, and before he could say any words, Zelda gave him the hardest punch to the face he had ever been given. It was even harder than any of the punches he had given from Ganon. If Ganon's fists were tanks, then Zelda's fists were freight trains. Her punch was so unexpected and so strong that it sent Link straight to the floor.

"Zelda, I . . . !" Link began, but Zelda interrupted him.

"Don't you dare talk, Link!" she yelled at him. Ren quietly slipped away as Zelda's eyes were fixed on her boyfriend.

Link staggered to his feet, holding his throbbing jaw in his hand. "Zelda, I swear, I wasn't-"

"Wasn't what, Link? Kissing her?"

"She kissed me!"

"That excuse won't work a second time, Link!"

"Zelda, get over your dang temper and listen to me for a second!"

"I don't have a temper!" Zelda shouted, and punched Link in the face again, this time on the other side. Link nearly collapsed, but he managed to keep his ground.

"Zelda, please, let me explain . . ." Link whimpered, his face hurting every time he spoke. "I promised you I would never hurt you, didn't I?"

"You have, Link! You've hurt me more than words can explain!" she yelled at him. "I don't want to keep putting up with you and your stupid promises! Every time you make a promise, you break it! Every time you tell me I can trust you, you wait for me to turn around and then you stab me in the back! I can't take it anymore!"

Link stopped rubbing his jaw immediately. "Zelda . . . what are you saying?"

Zelda shook her head, tears beginning to run down her face. "I just . . . can't take it anymore . . ."

Link walked towards her, and grabbed her shoulders, trying to look into her eyes. "Zelda, we'll work through this!" he said painfully.

"Link, you knew this would happen if you continued to play around with me heart!" she sobbed. She looked up at him with teary eyes. "I don't want to be with you if you're just going to be breaking all the trust I place in you. I trusted you, Link . . . ! You're the first boy I've trusted in a long time, and you went and broke it like all the others. I was right . . . you men are all the same."

Link felt his heart being ripped in two. He had never anticipated that Zelda would say the words to him, the same words that she had said to all the other boys that had broken her heart. He never wanted to hear her say those words again. And here she was, saying them right in front to his face.

"Zelda, you don't mean that . . . do you?" he asked her, his face heating up and his pulse rising.

Zelda stared at him for a moment. She didn't want to hurt him, but what choice did she have? She had given in to her stupid temper again. And now things were probably irreparable. So she turned around, tears pouring out of her eyes like waterfalls, and ran down the hallway, leaving Link behind.

Link watched her as she sprinted down the hallway, her final words ringing through his head over and over again, digging a deeper cut into his heart every time he heard them.

"You're the first boy I've trusted in a long time, and you went and broke it like all the others. I was right . . . you men are all the same."

"I was right . . . you men are all the same."

". . . You men are all the same."

OH HOH! What an ending to a chapter . . . but not to the story! If some of you think this is the end of the story, it is not, because we all know Link and Zelda just HAVE to have a happy ending X3 I will get the next chapters up within the next couple days, so just stay alert for when the chapter is put up!

(Although, if I'm lying and this story was supposed to be sad at the end, then this would be the perfect way to end it . . . LOL jk)