Chapter 6

Marth felt lightheaded all breakfast. He couldn't keep Zelda off his mind. He felt kind of stoned but he knew it was just love, or perhaps the joint that Ganondorf was smoking the night before. He aimed for the first choice. He couldn't eat; he was too exited to eat. He only had a minimal helping if hash browns and a small glass of milk. He was usually a big eater and many people asked him if anything was wrong, Roy even put a hand on his forehead and questioned his health!

He hadn't decided what he was going to do with Zelda once they got to Termina Bay, maybe continue where they left off? Whatever it was, he thought, it had to make her feel special. He didn't want to think about it now though. It would come to a surprise for both of them.

He hoped that Peach didn't tell anyone. He had caught her giving dirty looks to him and Zelda when she was passing out the pancakes. Zelda definitely looked better than she did before but still she had an uneasy look to her happy façade.

The rest of the day was pretty restless, lots of fights, officially and non officially. It made the time seem to go slower and slower for Marth. Zelda and he had little or maybe no interaction aside from a few nervous glances or casual talking with Link usually between them, leading the conversation. That was what bothered him. Zelda still looked like she was with Link. It was as if the night before had never happened. He had considered many times to maybe leave it as it was, forget the whole thing ever took place. Link and Zelda would be happy together. Him and Link would still be best friends and everything would be fine, but no. He knew that it could never be right. He just couldn't forget about it. If he tried it would linger in his mind and there was that feeling that would tell him that he would never completely forget. He knew Zelda felt the same, even if she didn't say. As the minutes ticked by his anxiousness increased dramatically.

He walked out to Termina Beach. The soft sand, the gentle waves and the cool night air just created a pleasant feeling inside, a feeling of complete and utter loneliness. Not in a bad way. It was like feeling like you are the only one in a vast, beautiful place where nobody else is. It was good loneliness. Even though he tried not to, he kept expecting Zelda to come walking up the pass from the hotel to greet him. He kept reminding himself that she was back with Link and had forgotten, or at least decided not to take it further. Marth sat in the pale white sand under the moonlight, skipping rocks across the surface of the water. He reached behind him to pick up a new pebble and break his all time record of twelve skips. He was looking for a small, flat stone. Suddenly his hand landed on something different. It was large and soft. He turned around sharply and was looking into the face of Zelda who had apparently came up behind him and he had his hand on her foot.

He was speechless. Marth hadn't thought that she would actually come. He had come himself just to get a little fresh air. She smiled at him and waved. She had such a pretty smile, beautiful pink lips and her mouth slightly open to show off her perfect, white teeth.

"So, what did you want me here for?" She asked sweetly. He had no idea how to answer because he didn't know himself. He thought for a moment and then a grin crept across his face. He stood up quietly and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. They had a faint taste of the strawberry lip-gloss she was wearing. Then he licked the rest of it off with his tongue. She didn't resist and he put his arms around her slim waist. They turned around and moved closer to the water so the salt water nipped at their toes. She moved her foot backwards and accidentally tripped over an unfortunately placed stone. She fell over backwards into the shallow water. It soaked through her already thin, white babydolls. Her long blond hair became covered in velvet sand. She looked shocked but then she giggled and pulled Marth into the water. His straight blue hair matted to his head. He tried to get closer but she just smirked and ran out deeper into the water so it was up to her hips, splashing as she ran. He followed her but he hadn't been in water for a long time so he wasn't very coordinated. He fell underwater. Zelda laughed at his clumsiness.

He jumped out of the water. He was completely soaked now. The starlight reflected off the water running down his smooth skin. His top stuck to him like a second skin. Smoothly outlining all the muscles and his ryes radiated with excitement. He worked his way though through the breaking waves, over to her. He playfully pounced on her and dunked her underwater. Despite the blurry underwater vision he could still see her beauty light up the water. He kisses her again and the salty taste of the water seeped into his mouth but he didn't care, all he could taste was Zelda. He pulled her up and continued hugging her. Her hands were on his back. She suddenly grabbed the fabric of his shirt and ripped it off his back. She broke away from his grasp and ran. He went in front of him holding his shirt above her head.

"Come and get it!" She called cheerfully. Marth was up to the challenge. He ran to her and whenever he came close she splashed him. He splashed her back. Water flew everywhere. Marth had an idea about the commotion that they were making but he didn't care. He finally caught her. She handed him his T-shirt. "I don't want the shirt, I want you." Marth told her lovingly. She smiled and he gently bit her neck. She resisted and began to lick up and down his shoulders and between his pectorals, outlining one nipple and then the other. She went down his abs and worked her way down to his belly button. The touch of her tongue made him shiver. The water was cold, but not in an unpleasant way, more of in a way that you often associate with sugar, a sweet kind of cold. He was sure she felt the same. She ran her slender fingers through his thick hair as she kissed him. Her nails dug into his back and he could feel a trickle of blood flow, but if it was for Zelda then he would just have to be a masochist. He would enjoy every minute of it.

They were so busy with each other that nether of them noticed what was coming up behind them. Marth suddenly heard splashing in front of him, he looked up over Zelda's head and into the furious eyes of Link.

To be continued..