Disclaimer -I don't own Zelda blah blah blah you know the drill.
A/N- I apologize for making link look like jackass last chapter and I hope this one makes up for it. Also I was listening to some weird music whilst I wrote the second half of this and it had a really big influence on how it turned out. Ummmm it's probably turned out reeealy corny so I apologize for that too. Please any comments or criticism are welcome…I know I suck a t writing…I didn't fail creative writing for no reason in English. Anyhoo onto chapter 4 of Poor Little Fairy Boy
Poor Little Fairy Boy 4
"I hate him, I hate everyone!" Malon Kicked up her leg, letting one of her boots fly off into a near by shrub. Sinking down onto a log Malon placed her head in her hands and cried. Stormy was nowhere to be seen. She had discarded her ride when the bush and bracken had gotten too dense. "Just because I'm no one, just because-" "I don't even want to think about it" Malon sighed rubbing away her tears with her hand. Looking around her she was sitting in a little circular clearing, with only a very small gap on one side that would allow someone to enter. Next to the log she was sitting on a little stream trickled past her, the stream gave off a relaxing song as the water pushed past the rocks and small weeds that had intertwined themselves between the pebbles, covering the floor was a soft grass. Malon had found the small clearing quite by mistake, through her blind groping and stumbling through the thick bush and shrub she'd found a small, very slightly worn in path. Following it had led her into the small clearing. Now hopelessly lost Malon could only sit and collect herself.
Removing the scarf from her neck Malon wiped her cheeks with it, although the material was obviously very expensive and not made to be used as a handkerchief Malon felt that her sleeves had been given enough punishment from the shrubs and bracken she'd pushed passed in her blind attempt to run away. 'Why do you pretend' Malon tied the scarf around her neck again, ignoring the question the voice in her head kept asking. 'Why do you pretend?' "I don't pretend" Malon clenched her fists. 'Your lying' the voice mocked. Malon hands flew to her head. "Shut-up!" Standing with her eyes tightly closed, her hands griping onto the side of her head. "I don't have to listen to you!"
"Listen to who?" Malon spun around to see a small child with green hair smiling at her. Malon took a step back in surprise "w-who are you?" The small girl hopped onto the log near Malon and took a seat. "Me?" the small girl grinned "oh I'm Saria, pleased to meet you!" Sticking out her hand to be greeted in a handshake with Malon's "I'm Malon" Saria patted the log she was sitting on, motioning Malon to sit. Malon hesitantly took a seat next to her, folding small pieces of material from her skirt in-between her fingers nervously.
"How'd ya get all the way in here?" asked Saria pushing away some hair from her face. Malon looked down at her hands, they were scratched, and a few fingers had small cuts on them. "I guess I just didn't think where I was going". The little kokiri scooted closer to Malon, taking one of Malon's hands in her own "you must have been in a awful hurry" peering closely at the cuts and abrasions on Malon's hands. "Uh, yeah, something like that" Malon felt a sudden sting as Saria pulled out a splinter. "Here let me wash your hands" Before Malon could get in another word she felt herself dragged down to the stream, bent over as Saria held her hands under the cool water.
Malon closed her eyes as she let the cool water flow over her hands, taking a deep breath she sighed.
"Y'know he's upset" Malon's eyes opened to see Saria staring at her. "Excuse me?" Malon knew she was talking about Link, but felt she needn't share her problems with a probable 10-year-old. "Link, he's worried about you" Saria wasn't going to give up by the look of things, closing her eyes once more Malon spoke softly.
"Why should he, I've never worried him before" Malon's ears were greeted with a light giggle. "Shows how much you know then doesn't it." Malon opened her eyes and stared down at Saria "whats that suppose to mean?" Malon's red hair started to drift into the stream, jolting her head in an attempt to flick her hair out of the water. Saria didn't seem to notice, staring back at Malon with a wide grin on her face.
"He likes you" She giggled, looking down at Malon's hands still held in place in the stream by her own. "I find that very hard to believe" Malon breathed, moving her head more vigorously, her red hair falling off her back and shoulders, sliding into the water. "Damn!" Malon cursed. "He always tells me about your singing" Forgetting momentarily about her hair, she turned to face Saria "He says you got a beautiful voice" Saria was no longer staring at Malon. Her eyes were focused on her hands.
"He said you taught him a song" Malon closed her eyes, sighing. That had been years ago, when she was a little girl. "I taught him Epona's song, one that my mother use to sing to me when I was a little girl" She felt an elbow nudge her slightly, opening one eye Malon saw Saria beaming at her.
"Will you sing it for me?" Bringing her hands out of the water, she clutched them together in a pleading gesture. Malon felt that seeing as Saria had cleaned her hands for her, she might as well sing for her.
"Singing might do me some good anyway" Malon thought to herself "Alright" Malon watched as Saria clapped her hands together, kneeling in front of her.
A soft hum at first, floating in the air, Malon's voice soft and delicate, she weaved her song letting her voice tumble over the notes, giving each note a meaning.
Her words twisting into one another, as she gave each word its own tune, The soft trickle of the stream catching onto the lullaby accompanying it, the whole forest centered itself around Malon's voice as her song reverberated off the trees, the stones, the flowers. The whole forest danced with her voice as her singing became stronger, her voice no longer soft and whispered, but now strong and true, she allowed herself to be carried away with the melody. Closing her eyes, she pulled a delicate string of words across, allowing them to grow stronger as her voice climbed.
A soft tune drawing itself into the song, pushing along the notes. Turning them over. An instrument harmonizing itself, with her voice, allowing each note she sang to guide it along, each note played entwining itself with her voice. A soft pipe harmonized itself with Malon's voice.
She did not care who played the foreign notes, her song was the most important thing right now.
Her voice becoming softer again, she returned to a hum, gently singing each note, each note falling gracefully as her song became softer, and more hushed.
Breathing the very last few notes, her song became a whisper in the wind, the tune of the other instrument losing itself with her whispered melody.
Malon opened her eyes to see Saria's back to her. Her hand still in the water and her hair now glided past her fingers as the stream pushed the strands downstream. Malon gazed up to see Link standing at the edge of the clearing with his ocarina in his hand, staring at her. He had a soft smile on his face, his messy fringe in his eyes like always. Neither of them spoke. The only sound that could be heard was the soft trickle of the stream.
Saria turned around and beamed at Malon "wow Link was right, you do have a beautiful voice!" she jumped up on her feet "wait till I tell the others!" Saria scooted past link and disappeared into the forest without a sound.
Malon turned her face from Link, looking down at her hands in the water. "I've been looking for you" Link spoke softly. Malon dragged one hand out of the water, grabbing hold of the strands in the water she pushed them behind her. Silence. Link took a step close, treading lightly in case Malon tried to run again. "Y'know I'm sorry if I offended you or anything" Malon took her other hand out of the stream drying it on the hem of her skirt. She looked at both her hands, they were clean but blood started to seep through some of the cuts on her fingers, the blood making tiny red rivulets as it ran through the gaps of her skin. Stinging lightly as the air touched it.
"I want to talk to you" Links voice pleaded. Malon clasped her hands together, placing them in her lap. She stared at her reflection as it rippled it the stream. Following the stream she looked at Links, he was wearing a white shirt and dark blue pants. His expression was pained; Malon didn't want to look at him. She spoke to his reflection instead.
"Then talk to me"
"Why do you push me away?" Link took another step forward, his question lingering in the air as Malon stared into the stream. "I don't push you away" Malon spoke softly, watching his every move in the water.
For once the voice in her head wasn't there, it wasn't mocking her, pushing her, telling her she was wrong. She was on her own. "Then why did you run out of my house?" Malon cringed, looking at links reflection in the water as it rippled and shaped, making his image look out of focus but still whole. "Malon?" tearing away her eyes from the stream she looked at Link, her glance did not last long, she didn't like what she saw.
In his eyes were neither anger nor cruelty. She saw, kindness, understanding. Why couldn't he hate her? "If you care so much, answer me this" Malon stared back into his eyes, she showed no longer hatred, or distrust. "Why did you leave me for so long?" Link looked away, stood down. "I-" "don't you think I ever wondered where you were?" Link momentarily stared into the stream. "Malon I had something I had to do" Link looked up from the stream his eye's pleaded "please you must understand-" Malon held her stare, not wavering at the slightest. "Unlike you, I don't have the freedom to go where I want to, to be anywhere at anytime in the day" Malon stood, although she had no intention of leaving the clearing, she had no need to feel as though she was trapped.
"Y'know when I saw you for the first time in seven years, I didn't recognize you?" Malon's gaze drifted to a small patch of flowers standing beside Link. "I remembered you as the girl who taught me a song, and the next time I saw you, you weren't a little girl anymore" Malon looked up to see Link staring at her wistfully. "I am not a little girl anymore Link, and you are no longer a little boy" Link took a step closer to Malon, only a few feet separated them. "Ingo told me you'd found somebody" Malon's eyes narrowed as she fixated on flower patch, now behind Link.
"That why you'd gone away, to be with her." Malon looked up to Link, still staring at her. "I- I push you away because…" Link took another step, still remaining silent. Malon looked to Link, having to tilt her head back slightly. Realizing how close he was she looked away, not want him to be so close to her.
"Because you didn't choose me!"
To be continued…
Well…looks like I have established nothing once again…oh well…I'm not that good a writer and well this story is turning out differently than how I first imagined it to be…so much for funny...except for last chapter…I thought that horse thingy was hilarious…guess you guys didn't…oh well…proceed to throw shoes…
The title of this story will eventually make sense….once I've finished it..mehehehehehehe
About the characters…I don't mean for them to look stupid or dumb…I guess this is just the way I happen to put them as. Yeah I know I cant write what a song sounds like, its better than just writing "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…oooooooooooooooooo…oooooooooooooooooo" I suppose.
Anyhoo, review it if your motivated enough…tell me where I went wrong…tell me why I went wrong…tell me I need to make sure I'm taking the right medication..whatever..blah blah blah