Ok, I am happy, no one killed me, and trust me, I plan on getting past this part of my story in like a total of four to seven chapters... but most likely around five...

Either way...

Enjoy!

Saria opened her eyes, and, even if she could remember her past, she swore she had never seen anything like it before.

They were everywhere. Hundreds, no, thous- no, millions, of them. People, different shapes and sizes, colors of every kind, all with smiles on their faces, or at least some form of happiness on them. She felt left out, she didn't feel as happy.

"Who are they?"

"Everyone."

"Everyone?"

"Everyone."

"What do you mean?"

"Anyone who according to this timeline… has… oh never mind… your too young to understand it."

"I'm not that young! I'm… at least older than you!" Saria said, why she believed herself she had no idea.

"Hmm, before I came here, you are probably right."

"Really? How?"

"Think really hard…" He trailed off, almost melding with Saria's turning off of her hearing to listen to herself.

"I am… 17? No… I only look seventeen… I am… older… somehow… I was… a little girl… yes… oh my gosh! I remembered something!"

"Very good, now, how old were you?"

"I was a little girl for a long, long time… I was ten then, and I stayed ten for… 583 years… OH MY GOSH!" Saria slapped herself, but let go of Xavier, now flying above a seemingly endless chasm of darkening light.

He let out an exaggerated sigh and looked down at her, then dove down to get her.

"Saria, I swear," he was flying downwards, or was it forwards, faster than she fell.

"Why aren't you stopping me?"

"Because you're flying all over the place. Your mind, thinking it is falling down, is really just making you fall backwards on your back, and that direction is changing with every movement you make." He sighed as he flew madly around to catch her from flying around herself. (A/N: Have I confused you with my little funhouse yet?)

"So how do I stop it?"

"Straighten your body, and don't move." Saria did so, and he gently caught her bridal style, making her blush a bit.

"Stop blushing, you don't love me like that."

Saria corrected herself, and tried to explain it.

"Either way, it was a brave act, and I am flattered, thank you."

Xavier rolled his eyes and began to fly upwards, according to his head.

"So where are we going?" She asked him.

"See that cloud over there?" He asked, Saria followed her eyes and saw a massive white cloud, one of billions, but a bit closer, "that one, the one with the green and blue tints to it."

"It's so far away…"

"Distance is no difference, close your eyes, and relax for a moment." He spoke sweetly.

Saria did, and felt Xavier's hands reposition themselves on her, brushing fairly close to her pelvis, for a moment, making her realize that she wasn't wearing any undergarments at all. (A/N: Uh-oh, Saria's got no panties on. That's not a good sign if she's not with Link... What will Xavier do?)

At this her blush went wild, and she bit her lip in thought.

Oh my gosh… I'm wearing a loose dress with no underpants, and this amazing handsome man is carrying me around… Saria felt happy at this before, but then, thought about it, and it seemed wrong. Am I single? She wondered hard, no one came to her mind. But then, maybe that would explain why all of these magical things aren't making me happy… did I have a lover? ARG! Saria mentally growled. If I did, then why can't I remember him? Simple, Xavier told me to have fun while I'm here, and if that means being his girlfriend, then I'm all for it. (A/N: I write this and realize how troubling it must be for someone with amnesia...)

"Why does that seem wrong?" She wondered aloud, eyes still closed.

"We're there. And what seems wrong?"

"Impossible, we shouldn't be there for hours. It was at least four hundred miles away."

"Well, we're here, open your eyes."

Saria looked at the 'cloud' that Xavier was holding her on, and she looked at the ground, puffy, cloud material.

"Is that ground solid?"

"Nothing here is. Again, it is all an illusion, the gravity and all of the pre-learned laws you made."

"What if I fall?"

"You won't, unless you're doubtful about the cloud holding you up. Eventually, as we get closer to the party, there will be more grass, and it will begin to look more like an all-American Barbecue."

"Barbecue?"

"Oh, it is this fun little party where you get to eat sloppy food, forget your manners, and have fun. Here, it is a specialty practiced by almost all people, even one of my standards…"

"Your standards? What are you? A super rich person or something?"

"No, but I am a hero. One of the earlier ones."

"Hero? Hmm…" It rang another bell.

"I'll carry you until the ground get's greener. No, as you were saying, something about wrongness?"

"Oh yeah… I feel a bit weird… It wouldn't help talking to you about it." Saria blushed dumbly.

"What did I tell you about the blushing?" Xavier scolded.

"Well that's just it. I am wondering why it feels so odd to love you… I mean… I think I do… but it just doesn't feel… right for some reason… am I single?"

"I'm not sure, are you?"

"I figured, if I can't think of a boyfriend that I had, I must not have had one. But I can't imagine being 589 years old and not having a boyfriend…"

Xavier sighed, almost annoyed by Saria's question.

"I'll admit, I've got no soulmate here. I'm still waiting for her to come here. I know where and when she'll be here, and even where she'll get here, but it won't be for a long, long, long time…"

"Wait, who is she? How do you know this?"

"I've met her before… but we couldn't be together directly… something like… messages, in a sense… I would love to be with her here… but it will be a while…"

"What's her name?" Saria didn't think of the 'time' thing too much.

"Julie…" Xavier's eyes seemed to get softer at the name. "Such a wonderful girl when I first met her… of course, she doesn't know that this is what I look like, I've got a strange way of meeting people outside of here…"

"What?"

"Oh never mind it…" Xavier repositioned Saria in his arms, again making her realize that she had no undergarments on.

She shivered, and blushed again.

Xavier looked at her in a weird way, and then repositioned her again, checking to see if what he thought was correct.

"Ah, so that's why you started getting onto that 'love' topic with me. You're wearing no panties." He chuckled, and Saria shivered again, "Oh don't worry, I don't do that to people."

"Still, I've got instincts."

"I don't. Not anymore at least. I've forgotten much of them."

"Still… it is very strange for me to be walking around with strangers with the only thing preventing them from seeing the rest of me being a small, loose piece of fabric…"

"Again Saria, no one will care if you go streaking here, they will just laugh at you, and go about their business, and no, there are no bad people to do bad things to you if you do not wear anything."

"Bad… things…" Saria shuddered as another memory, one filled with violent words, and a forceful man, wreathed in darkness forcing her to engage in terrible acts. She remembered this all too well and too suddenly.

"Saria, are you ok?"

"I know a bad man…" (A/N: I wonder who she is talking about? sarcastically)

"He's not here…" Xavier promised, grinning.

"No, he's here" She pointed to her head.

"I see… why was he bad?" Xavier spoke to her like a psychiatrist.

"He did bad things to me…"

Xavier closed his eyes, and opened them again, stopped where he stood. His eyes, once normal with green irises, were now solid green bulbs under his eyes. This struck Saria as oddly familiar.

"Oh yes… him."

"What are you doing?" Saria asked, beginning to shake a bit.

"Oh nothing." Xavier said sweetly and innocently, obviously hiding something, but Saria ignored it.

"Are we getting closer to the party thingie?"

"Yep." Xavier said as he strode with Saria in his arms.

"How easy is it? To pick me up?" Saria vaguely remembered being in a similar position before, she couldn't remember when though.

"Well, to be honest, it is another one of those illusions… you are really not even being picked up by me. Your body is simply moving how it thinks it should be."

"So… I only move how I think I am supposed to?"

"Exactly. Same with flying. You think I fly, so, you think that if I am flying, and I am 'holding' you, you will fly with me. It is really easy to understand really." Xavier voice was easy and simple.

"Oh… so if I believed that if you were to float if you let go of me, I would float if you let go of me?" (A/N: This is how I pciture it happening... confused yet?)

"Yep." (A/N: LOL! That was NOT intentional! "Confused?" "Yep" OMG!)

"So weird… where are we again?"

"Can't tell you." Xavier smiled.

"Well… hmm… why can't I remember anything easily?"

"I don't really know. I'd place my bets on it having something to do with you not ready to be here yet… like you should still be with your old self…"

"Old self? And how am I different now than before?"

"Ah, you are here, that is all you have to know for now." Then he began to hum an upbeat, happy tune.

"That sounds familiar… what is it?"

"Oh just a song I'm gonna sing for Karaoke tonight, well, later today."

"What time is it?"

"As I said, it doesn't matter here… if you want to sleep, you go to a darker half of this place, it is a very large cloud down below, and you can sleep there, and a house will be waiting for you with everything you could possibly want…"

"Sounds like heaven…" Saria had no idea of what she was saying, making Xavier grin impossibly wide. (A/N: Lol... Another hint, kind of I think...)

"That good eh?"

"Yeah, am I going to be living here?"

"Eventually."

"Really?" Saria became very excited.

"Probably."

Saria felt like a little kid getting the best gift she had ever received, but then, it faded.

"Why am I so sad now?"

"Ah, I know why…"

"Why?"

"Well, again, I can't tell you, you must figure that out for yourself."

Saria looked down, grumbling.

"Can you remember anything else?" Xavier prompted.

"Like what?"

"Like, anyone in your life? Other than that bad man. Maybe I look familiar, maybe someone else?"

"Um… hmm…" Saria looked around for anything to provoke a memory, she looked around, and saw a piece of her green hair, dangling in front of her face, obscuring her already blurry vision.

"Anything?"

"Green! I love the color green. I wore green clothing, and jewelry, and boots, and sweaters, and tunics, and sometimes gloves!"

"And undergarments, I presume? No wait…" He thought for a moment.

"No… I wore…" Saria paused, either not wanting to disclose the information, or not remembering it. "I wore pink."

"Ha! Now I remember." (A/N: How does this guy know?)

"YOU SAW ME IN MY UNDERWEAR?"

"Kind of… I remember a lot of things now… but I can't tell you until you figure it out for yourself…"

"How could you do that to me?"

"I was forced to spy on you."

Was my life involved in the military? No… that doesn't fit… Why would he be spying on me?

"Why were you spying on me?"

"Classified." He said quickly.

Saria grunted and continued.

"The grass is here if you want to walk." Saria was let down and set her feet firmly onto the ground she swore was there.

"Thanks for helping me." Saria spoke kindly doing a little curtsy.

"Saria, seeing as you are the only one here who is sensitive about it, you can't imagine how tempting it is to annoy and bother the crap out of you…" Xavier smiled evilly.

"How so?" Saria took a step back.

"Well, that curtsy gave me the evil idea of flipping your skirt up, which, here, isn't a bad thing because walking around with no clothes on is very acceptable, but I know you'd hate it and probably get a bit mad, all the more reason to do it."

"That's evil."

"That's fun."

"But still…" Saria said, placing her hands at her sides, not wanting Xavier to do what he said.

"Harmless fun Saria, we do it here all of the time. Now come on, the party is this way." Xavier said as he led Saria through small meadow towards a gleaming blue area ahead of them.

Well, I don't have much to say, other than I may have to break the next chapter up into two parts... dinner and the show, and then the pool party...

More coming soon...