A fic because of my birthday. I'm giving you guys a present on my birthday... Seems normal.
Enjoy!
65. A Moment in Time
I woke up, red eyes scanning the room, expecting... What? I'm not sure. There wasn't any wonderful smells to reach my nose or a happy boyfriend kissing me awake. Nothing. It appears to be a normal day, but I could have sworn it wasn't. My mind was trying to come up with some idea as to why no one was at my house yet. The clock blinked 11: 29. Almost noon. Yet Link wasn't even here. He always took off work to spend time with me on my special day.
A knock sounded at the door and I pulled a shirt on quickly and leaped from the bed. Hopefully someone was here to wish me a 'Happy Birthday'. Perhaps Midna was here to bug me. I just wanted someone to hang out with today. But when I answered the door it was only the mailman. He handed me a package and I signed for it. Link's name was on the top and I couldn't help but think this was my present.
I've never been a curious person, but waking up on my day with no one to shower love on me... Well. It made me mad. So I tore open the box and ended up throwing it across the room. Only a pair of boots. A stupid pair of boots. A stupid pair of work boots. Link's stupid pair of work boots. Not something for me. I stomped my way into the kitchen hoping against all odds that a note was left or Link himself was in there trying to work the stove. He wasn't very good at cooking.
I noticed a piece of paper on the counter and rushed over to it. Maybe he had just stepped out. No such luck.
Sheik,
They needed me in early today. Sorry for not waking you up for a goodbye kiss.
Would you mind loading the dishwasher?
Link.
I think my eye just twitched. Did he really not remember? I wanted to scream. And he wanted me to do dishes! What an arse! It's my day. I don't have to do anything. He can come home and do it himself. But Link works hard for me. No, Sheik. He is being a terrible boyfriend. He forgot your birthday. Link never forgets special days. He even knows the very day of the first time we had ever said anything to each other. I chuckled and sat on the floor leaning against the cabinet.
It was so long ago. I had just transferred from Termina Junior High to Hyrule High. It surprised me that junior and regular high school were in the same building. Not to mention the fact that I didn't know anyone. Except Midna. She is my cousin, so I don't think that counts. Link had asked for a pencil and I scoffed at him. Telling him to be prepared and go mooch off someone else. He told me after we became friends that I was the first person to turn him down. And then I was the first person to turn down a chance to date him. But I guess that is another story. Not that it matters because I ended up with the goofball anyways.
I guess I could do the dishes. It wasn't really that many.
So I got up and opened the dishwasher. My eyebrows drew down at what I saw. A sticky note stuck to the top rack. I pulled it off and a small smile formed on my face as I read it.
Sheik,
I guess you decided to not be stubborn, huh. I'm sorry about telling you to do chores today. Actually, the dishes in the sink are already clean. I just needed them there so you wouldn't think I was stupid for asking you to load the dishwasher. Yes, I realize it makes no sense to tell you to do that only to have a note. But I know you well, because you probably got mad at me for such a stunt, and I needed extra time. Plus the amount of time you sleep in. (No offense, cause your soft snoring is so cute. Makes me want to wake you up only to pin your cuteness to the bed.) Everything should be ready. (But if not, Midna is prepared to stall. Just a heads up. We both know how she can be about things.)
Would you mind heading down to Telma's now. I have a surprise for you.
Link.
P.s. I apologize for not being there this morning.
He is so ridiculous. How did I end up with someone so scatter-brained, but very organized and knows what he wants when he wants it. Not that I mind. Link is a complete sweetheart. Guess I should get dressed. As much as Link would enjoy me showing up in a pair of shorts and his shirt. I don't want Midna to take pictures of that.
I pushed open the rather large oak door of Telma's. This was where Link and I had our first date. It held quite a few memories, but that was the one I cherished most. Probably because Link had ended up being so nervous that he tripped over his own feet and knocked a tray from a passing waitress's hand. Effectively spilling the three sodas and plates on himself. I had laughed for what seemed like hours. Even covered in food, Link was very attractive.
That was the day we met Malon, the waitress holding the very tray Link spilled. She had laughed and rejected Link's apology in a strong southern accent.
"Happy Birthday, Sheik!" I jumped back at the chorus of voices. A few 'Sheiky's thrown in. Probably Midna, Malon, Aveil, and Nabooru. I heard one 'Nephew', which was defiantly from my Aunt Impa. And then Link's soft 'Happy Birthday, Love.' His arms wrapping around me and his breath on my neck.
"You remembered." I wasn't one to cry over such simple matters, but the fact that I spent today, even if it was only a little time, thinking no one remembered and finding out that they did. It caused tears to form.
"I could never forget about you." Link kissed the back of my ear and nuzzled into my hair.
"Thank you." I could feel his smile. And the looks everyone was sending our way. I knew they wanted to comment on our embrace, but didn't because of my birthday. Each person here has been told not to say such things to me, some more than once, unless they want a verbal bashing. I don't do cute. Unless it comes to Link. Cute gets me much wanted, even if I don't show it, affection.
"Come on. There is a cake with your name on it." And I let Link lead me into the party. My party. Even if he is an arse.
65. Neglect
Neglect is what all the clothes got as they were scattered on the floor.
So... What do we think? Good? Very good? I like praise. Makes me feel good about myself. Which is good. Hehe. See my repetitiveness. Also good.
Reviews are very welcome. I'll think of them as wonderful presents of self-esteem boosters. Cause they make me feel good about writing. And it's my birthday. Makes sense right?
Love and (when they come along) I wish everyone a 'Happy Birthday',
~Annoying :)