"Earth to Ganondorf, are you still with me?"Midna was waving her hand in front of his eyes.

He blinked. "Sorry, Midna." He said and took a sip of his wine. He had taken her out to a nice restaurant in the Gerudo district. "I've just had a few things on my mind tonight."

"Oh, do they have names? These 'things' on your mind?" She leaned forward and smiled playfully.

"Well, you spend time with Link and Zelda, have you noticed anything… different about them recently?"

It was clear Midna hadn't expected the conversation to take a serious turn. She took a sip of her wine before she said anything else. She looked as though she was thinking carefully about her next words. "Different in what way?" her gaze took on a different meaning.

She knew something, he could tell. He wasn't ready to reveal what he knew either. "Zelda seemed miserable the other night, and Link was certainly more rude than the man I'd known." He matched her expression. "Do you know what I know?" He asked with his eyes.

She patted her mouth with her cloth napkin, stalling. Her eyes darted down away from his. She knew. "Zelda and I have spoken." She said, vaguely. 'However, she is very defensive about the topic. I haven't been able to get through to her."

"She came to my apartment yesterday." It was clear neither of them was willing to speak the harsh reality aloud to each other. They were quiet for a while. He decided enough time had passed and it was time to try and bring a little more levity to the evening. "I thought about what you said last time we got together, about getting back in touch with old cast members. I ran into Fi after we went our own ways."

"Fi? Ah, the girl from Skyward Sword. I hardly know her. What has she been up to?" Midna had a kind of detached boredom from the subject. Ganondorf thought she might still be thinking about Zelda.

"She's doing music these days." He answered. "She invited me to her show this Tuesday."

"Why, Ganondorf! I never expected you to be the type to have multiple women!" She was back to her playful self.

"Midna, you're a beautiful, talented, and interesting woman and I have no clue why you'd be interested in me. You have no need to fear." He assured her, defensively.

"Well, how can I argue with praise like that?" She smiled. "How did you run into her, anyway?"

"She was in the process of being assaulted. I offered her a ride home." He grimaced at the memory of the moblin grabbing Fi's cloak.

"You saved her!" Midna smiled, "They ought to cast you as the hero every once in a while."

"Oh it wasn't anything special." He tried to assure her, "I was just in the right place at the right time. Anyone would have done the same thing."

"No, I don't think so." She said, her tone got serious, "I think you're a rare breed, Ganondorf."

"What makes you say that? We barely know each other." How was she so good at making him feel embarrassed?

"I know a few things already, I know you're solitary, I know your dog is well taken care of, you save women from being assaulted on the street. You are a good person, Ganondorf. You're also a very talented actor, you've played a convincing villain for years." She leaned back, a look of satisfaction crossed her face.

"Midna, I would hate to disappoint you but I think your expectations are too high." He didn't feel comfortable being built up this much.

"You're going to have to prove me wrong then. Have you ever hurt someone? Like really, intentionally, done some damage you can't repair to a relationship?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "The lawsuit doesn't count, they hit you first there."

Her question brought old images to mind. Red hair, golden eyes, a soft voice, gentle hands. He shook his head. "I don't think this is a…" his words caught in his throat and he coughed a few times, trying to keep quiet while doing so, it passed as quickly as it came. "I don't think this is a second date conversation." He said. "Maybe someday I'll answer that for you."

"Color me intrigued." She smiled mischievously, "I can't wait to get to know the real Ganondorf."

"Will you say the same once you have?" He wondered.


He drove her home after dinner. Three glasses of wine had made her just slightly tipsy. "Hey why don't you come inside?" She offered when he parked in her space. She placed her hand on his.

He shook his head. "I don't think that's a good idea tonight, Midna."

"Oh, I'm not that drunk, I know what I'm doing." Her tone was serious.

"I believe you, I just would like to get to know you better first." He responded.

"You're such a gentleman." She teased, hitting him on the shoulder. She leaned in towards him with her eyes closed and he met her halfway. When their lips met he considered taking her up on her offer. Her mouth was eager as it pressed against his. His fingers intertwined in her hair near the base of her neck as he held her close. Her tongue pressed itself into his mouth, exploring him, coaxing his tongue to do the same once it had drawn back. They kissed and kissed again until finally, she pulled away. "Offers' still on the table." She said.

He pulled her forward and kissed her forehead gently. "Goodnight, Midna." He turned her down again. He watched her get safely into her building before he pulled out and drove home.