Chapter 13: Gym Class
=Gerudo Valley Theme Song=
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------
(After the guitar start off...)
Going to live, going to see, going to hope, going to be free...
(Start of the guitar...)
With a new life,
Have a blast,
Trying to strife,
Trying to fight.
Having a time,
Of my life,
Being happy,
All the time.
It is the hope, that I can wish,
The only thing, in the sea,
Why can't I leave, the sorrow back,
How I wonder.
Why can not I, be the same,
As normal, in everyway,
Why is all,
Hating me,
I do not know.
It, is, not, my, fault that, I am weird,
Different, than, the others, around me,
It, is, not, my, fault to, be great,
Than e~very~one~ here~~
How, I, hope, that, I, am, the same,
The, same, like, every, one, around me,
I do not know if I will be,
Treated fair in the sea,
How~I~ hated~ myself...
Trying to hope, oh I am really trying to hope,
Trying change, oh I am really trying to change,
Trying to be, a part of their society,
That is all, that I'm going to hope for~!
The time flew by,
As I had fight,
The time went by,
As I had cried,
The time swam by,
As I had tried,
To disappear...
(Song faded slowly away... song length approx. 1 minute 47 seconds)
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------
--*Song Lyric for Gerudo Valley Theme. A song made for Mikau*
--*Songs are conveniently located in my website, address stated in my info*
Gym equaled to sport, thus equaled to exercise. Mikau's favorite. In fact, he loved to move around. Why, with the Zoran Hero genes flowing throughout his body, he couldn't stand it if he had to sit down on the chair for six hours. Who could? Certainly not Mikau. Sure the first class was physical education. Sure it sounded like fun to him. Sure he knew that it would be fun. But would he be able to stand it with Ms. Cresent floating near him nearly every minute, keeping a constant watch on him? No. The feeling of her staring at him (and his body) had really made him nervous. And it was extra unlucky that they were playing Lecean Ball. Twice, Mikau had gotten hit in the face by the flying sphere. Though he was lucky the ball was made up of soft sponges that were shaped into a circular object. And he was even luckier that the water friction had slowed down the speed of the ball somewhat. But if he kept up like that, soon his face would look like a Bottom-Feeder's face. Flat, and stretched out, only with a ball impression.
"Mikau! Keep watch on the goal post darn it! Look! You've just made them scored another point!" one of his classmates yelled out in anger. A short, greenish Zoran Kid, with four short, ugly looking fins on his arms and his legs. Had I also mentioned four short limbs?
"Sorry," Mikau mumbled, though he kept on glaring at his teacher.
They were in a large, flat field, with little or not currents. A suitable place for the Lecean Ball sport. Twenty Zoran Kids were out on the flat land, trying to score more points than their opponents. Four yellow reef poles were stuck deep into the ocean sand in pairs on each side of the long, rectangular land. In the distance, you could see a straight line of massive ocean mountains rising up from the floor. They were blurry and unclear, as the particles and the materials in the water were drifting about randomly. In addition, with students swimming, dodging, diving, and kicking on the ground, dusts were being hurled up into the salty water, hence, making the visibility near zero. Though their teacher, Ms. Cresent, continued to monitor her students, Mikau especially, with little or no difficulty.
Would she STOP staring at me? Mikau groaned inwardly.
"Look out! Mikau!"
Jerking in surprise, the Lecean Ball was flying toward him again. Muttering with both confusion and irritation, Mikau timed it so that when he flung his right arm, it would connect with the object. The ball flew away from the impact of his palm at an incredible velocity. Two students screamed as they dodged to the side, while the third student floated there, not knowing what to do.
"Swim! Swim you idiot!" A few kids yelled. "No! Grab the ball! Grab it!" Others bellowed. Mikau's opponents were in frenzy, as their large, almond-shaped eyes were wide with horror. They watched as the impending doom was coming forth toward their comrade.
"Mommmmmmy!" the student finally screamed as the ball slammed home.
A cloud of dusts blew upward, as the kid twisted in the water in forty-five degree tilt with his feet planted in the sand. All was silent. When the debris had settled, the boy was laying on the ground, breathing rapidly. He was half buried with whitish dusts.
Ms. Cresent blew the shell horn. "Blue number five got hit, proceed to the Crevice Area on the side of the playing field. Red team gets the ball."
The children on the Blue Team groaned out loud as the number of their players was depleted by one. Now there were nine of them left.
The game was like this:
Each team, Red and Blue, contained ten players. A pair of yellow reef poles was placed at the end of each side of the field. The Lecean Ball was first thrown into the arena from the outside boundary, which was drawn by the grinded, greenish chalk dusts. The players were supposed to grab the ball. And the objective was to pass the ball back and forth between each other, while advancing into their foe's territory. When they were near the poles, or the goal, they were supposed to throw the ball, or hit the ball so that it would drift in between of the posts to score two points. The defendants were able to counter the pass between players, by either hitting the orb to the ground, or by catching it solidly. Then the cycle would start all over again. But if one player fumbled with the ball and dropped it, or if one player got hit by the ball, he or she would have to leave the arena and sit in the Crevice Area. Which was actually a small place with a long slab of granite stone used for sitting. That player was out for the rest of the game. So, his or her team would lose one player, while the other team had more people than them to defend and to attack. Oh yes, tackling was permitted.
"Mikau, good job!" One student grinned at him. "Awesome slam, man!" Another gave him a thumb up. Both kids were covered with mud.
All players on the field were dirty. Who could blame them? They were playing a sport with a small resemblance with our Rugby Game.
Mikau shrugged. He shifted his gaze to his teacher again. Ms. Cresent was still observing him, though not that obvious anymore.
The game continued on. Mikau switched position with another player in his team. The kid told him that he would serve better in the offence instead of defense. Mikau agreed. The moment that he was out onto the battlefield, he was having a blast. In just six minutes, he had scored over twenty points by himself. No one could touch him, no one could stop him. His speed and agility was way above that of the others. The opposite team gawked at the display.
"I don't believe this,? one of them muttered as he leaned against one of the goal post. There was no point on defending the goal since Mikau would score no matter what.
Many students were impressed, except for one. She looked at Mikau from the side as her lips curled in anger. She didn't like to lose, especially to a boy. Grabbing the Lecean Ball from the other Zora, she dashed across the No Man's Land in the arena. Evading the tackles coming from all directions, she was determined to score a point for her team. She swam closer and closer. Her slightly modified clothes flapped against the water. She reared slightly back as her fins were stiff with energies. With a hard hit, she sent the orb through the water, heading toward her target. Suddenly, Mikau was there, slamming the sphere down into the ocean ground so hard that there was a small crater formed. Zoras were scrambling to dig the ball out.
She yelled in surprised. Her face was filled with shock, but was immediately replaced with fury. Her fins with yellowish color at the tips (same as Mikau's) were quivering. Her six long ears twitched a little. Without warning, the female Zora turned around to head back to her team. Mikau stared after her.
"Yo! YO!" A kid came up beside him. He was had a brown colored body. A Bottom-Feeder. He was fat, with two short, wide, and thick fins on his arms. His back was filled with half muscles, half lipids.
"What?" Mikau asked.
"Here, you serve the ball."
Grabbing it, Mikau half closed his eyes. "Why me? I am not the Server."
Tisking, the boy grinned. "You have nice, muscular arms. You have more power in hitting the ball effectively across the field than the rest of us."
Sighing, Mikau nodded. "You all owe me big time, for helping you win this game."
Laughing, the kid slapped his back. "Don't worry. We are planning to have a party dedicated to you, should you be able to beat the Blue Team. I will tell you later about it." Leaning closer, he whispered," I think Netchra likes you."
Shoving the laughing Zora away, Mikau slapped the ball. To his amazement, the ball flew through the arena with only half the amount of power. Netchra was there immediately. She sprang up to grab it. Then she headed toward Mikau's position again. This time, three of her other teammates followed closely.
"Everyone! Chargeeeee!" Mikau's comrades yelled as they rushed forward also.
All of them collided with sickening thuds. From far away, it looked as if there was a war going on. Netchra dodged most of her foes, but as usual, Mikau was there defending. Gritting her teeth, she slammed into the Zoran Hero, hard. Hoping to see that tactic could bump him away, she had poured all of her energies into that assault. However, Mikau did not move. Not even an inch. He drifted there like a statue. Gaping, she looked up.
"What is wrong with you?" she blurted out.
Perplexed, Mikau blinked a few times before answering. "That was a cheap move."
Flushing with anger, she swam to the right. Mikau mimicked her move to counter her. She directed herself to the left, same thing.
Breathing speedily, Netchra glowered at him. "Fine! Have the ball!" She threw it at Mikau's face.
With quick reflex, he bent his neck to the left. The sphere missed its target.
"All right! You guys! Time's up! Game over!" Ms. Cresent yelled as she blew the shell horn.
Students swam away from the playing field, heading toward their lockers and the clean up room. Netchra and Mikau continued floating there.
"I don't know what your problem is," Mikau said angrily, "but don't give me that attitude. I didn't do anything to you. All I have done is to win points for my team."
Baring her teeth, she turned away from him and left. Mikau heaved a sigh as he slowly swam toward his gym locker. Their teacher looked at them with thoughts.
* * *
Shoving all his gym utilities into his bubble, Mikau slammed the rusty locker closed. One of the hinges popped loose. He growled with annoyance, but he left it like that. The room was warm and stuffy. It had a musky smell to it. Algae rampaged across the floor, and up on the walls. Some students felt hungry as they picked off the greenish substances, and stuffed them into their mouth. It was nutrition break right now. And for one thing, Mikau didn't know where he should go. He didn't exactly have a friend in the school, even though students were now talking to him more often. Fidgeting while his teammates swarmed all over him, telling him what a great game that was, Mikau tried to push his way out of the wall of sweaty, dirty bodies. The locker room near the field was packed with male Zoras. Females had their own seperate changing room, which was located closer to the clean up room. Typical layout.
"Excuse me... excuse me... move along... get out of here... excuse me..." Mikau mumbled as he had finally gotten to the door. Opening it, he yelped as he staggered back a little.
Ruto was there, waiting for him, with her expensive clothing and her charming smile.
"Hello." She greeted him.
Clearing his throat, Mikau waved at her. Moving closer to him, Ruto had a wide grin on her Zoran face. She stared at him, and at his body especially, for a long time. Getting uncomfortable, Mikau glanced to the sides to see if there was anyone looking at their direction.
"Um, can you stop staring at my body by any chance?" Mikau whispered. His face reddened.
Laughing loudly, Ruto shook her head. "Really, you shouldn't be be so modest. Why, even though that you males are naked, but that doesn't mean you guys actually have 'something' to hide, you get what I mean? Besides, I have seen countless naked male Zora bodies."
Mikau could feel his face turned extremely red. He could almost feel the water evaporating around him. He had just noticed that students behind him had stopped talking, had stopped gathering their supplies. They were looking at both of them while smiling furtively. Grabbing Ruto's hand, Mikau hastily swam out of the room. Stopping in the hallway, where there were many students moving around, he stared at her disapprovingly.
Giggling, Ruto hugged Mikau's arm. "Don't get angry. That was just a joke."
Slowly sliding his arm out of her loving grasp, Mikau shook his head. "Well, I don't really like it."
Ruto stopped grinning a little. "Well. You should get a sense of humor then. Come on! It's not like staring at you is offensive, right? I mean, with your well aligned muscles on your chest and everything-"
"Ruto!" Mikau had almost screamed with frustration. "Don't say that kind of stuff in front of this many people!"
Pinching his face lightly, she got up close to his face. A hard maneuver, since Mikau was a head taller than her. "All right! All right! Don't have a Deku! If you don't like my jokes, well, that's fine. So. You got any good place to go? We have about, I don't know, five minutes left?"
"Listen," Mikau started slowly. "Whatever that you are planning, well, we are too young you see."
Snickering once again, Ruto patted his back, and rubbing it. Mikau could feel his heart beating faster. He started to move away from her.
"Uh, I have to go now. I have to meet some... friends of mine, and discuss about the, uh Hylian Language Exam. So, I guess I will see you later!"
He submerged into the crowd as fast as he could before the female Zora could reply. Ruto gazed after him while her eyes narrowed a little. She heaved a sigh as she went to see her other male friend.
~End Chapter 13~
Author's Note: Well. the beginning of chapter thirteen contains a song lyric for the Gerudo Valley Theme. The song is about Mikau though, even if it should be about the desert. I hope that my lyric is fitting in nicely with the tempo of the music and so on, since this IS my first time attempting to do such a crazy task. I was inspired by Eyes5 (yes, again). So what do you think of my lyric after you readers have listened to the music while singing/reading it out loud? Any comments, suggestions would be helpful.
As the plot continues on, Ruto had finally begun to reveal her true self. While being extremely gentle to Mikau, she had also showned herself as a slut like she was. I know that some of you readers think that making her into a slut is a bad idea, but hey! It is all part of the story outline. And who is this Netchra girl anyway? What had Mikau done to anger her such? Be patient, it will unfold as time goes on...
=Gerudo Valley Theme Song=
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------
(After the guitar start off...)
Going to live, going to see, going to hope, going to be free...
(Start of the guitar...)
With a new life,
Have a blast,
Trying to strife,
Trying to fight.
Having a time,
Of my life,
Being happy,
All the time.
It is the hope, that I can wish,
The only thing, in the sea,
Why can't I leave, the sorrow back,
How I wonder.
Why can not I, be the same,
As normal, in everyway,
Why is all,
Hating me,
I do not know.
It, is, not, my, fault that, I am weird,
Different, than, the others, around me,
It, is, not, my, fault to, be great,
Than e~very~one~ here~~
How, I, hope, that, I, am, the same,
The, same, like, every, one, around me,
I do not know if I will be,
Treated fair in the sea,
How~I~ hated~ myself...
Trying to hope, oh I am really trying to hope,
Trying change, oh I am really trying to change,
Trying to be, a part of their society,
That is all, that I'm going to hope for~!
The time flew by,
As I had fight,
The time went by,
As I had cried,
The time swam by,
As I had tried,
To disappear...
(Song faded slowly away... song length approx. 1 minute 47 seconds)
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------
--*Song Lyric for Gerudo Valley Theme. A song made for Mikau*
--*Songs are conveniently located in my website, address stated in my info*
Gym equaled to sport, thus equaled to exercise. Mikau's favorite. In fact, he loved to move around. Why, with the Zoran Hero genes flowing throughout his body, he couldn't stand it if he had to sit down on the chair for six hours. Who could? Certainly not Mikau. Sure the first class was physical education. Sure it sounded like fun to him. Sure he knew that it would be fun. But would he be able to stand it with Ms. Cresent floating near him nearly every minute, keeping a constant watch on him? No. The feeling of her staring at him (and his body) had really made him nervous. And it was extra unlucky that they were playing Lecean Ball. Twice, Mikau had gotten hit in the face by the flying sphere. Though he was lucky the ball was made up of soft sponges that were shaped into a circular object. And he was even luckier that the water friction had slowed down the speed of the ball somewhat. But if he kept up like that, soon his face would look like a Bottom-Feeder's face. Flat, and stretched out, only with a ball impression.
"Mikau! Keep watch on the goal post darn it! Look! You've just made them scored another point!" one of his classmates yelled out in anger. A short, greenish Zoran Kid, with four short, ugly looking fins on his arms and his legs. Had I also mentioned four short limbs?
"Sorry," Mikau mumbled, though he kept on glaring at his teacher.
They were in a large, flat field, with little or not currents. A suitable place for the Lecean Ball sport. Twenty Zoran Kids were out on the flat land, trying to score more points than their opponents. Four yellow reef poles were stuck deep into the ocean sand in pairs on each side of the long, rectangular land. In the distance, you could see a straight line of massive ocean mountains rising up from the floor. They were blurry and unclear, as the particles and the materials in the water were drifting about randomly. In addition, with students swimming, dodging, diving, and kicking on the ground, dusts were being hurled up into the salty water, hence, making the visibility near zero. Though their teacher, Ms. Cresent, continued to monitor her students, Mikau especially, with little or no difficulty.
Would she STOP staring at me? Mikau groaned inwardly.
"Look out! Mikau!"
Jerking in surprise, the Lecean Ball was flying toward him again. Muttering with both confusion and irritation, Mikau timed it so that when he flung his right arm, it would connect with the object. The ball flew away from the impact of his palm at an incredible velocity. Two students screamed as they dodged to the side, while the third student floated there, not knowing what to do.
"Swim! Swim you idiot!" A few kids yelled. "No! Grab the ball! Grab it!" Others bellowed. Mikau's opponents were in frenzy, as their large, almond-shaped eyes were wide with horror. They watched as the impending doom was coming forth toward their comrade.
"Mommmmmmy!" the student finally screamed as the ball slammed home.
A cloud of dusts blew upward, as the kid twisted in the water in forty-five degree tilt with his feet planted in the sand. All was silent. When the debris had settled, the boy was laying on the ground, breathing rapidly. He was half buried with whitish dusts.
Ms. Cresent blew the shell horn. "Blue number five got hit, proceed to the Crevice Area on the side of the playing field. Red team gets the ball."
The children on the Blue Team groaned out loud as the number of their players was depleted by one. Now there were nine of them left.
The game was like this:
Each team, Red and Blue, contained ten players. A pair of yellow reef poles was placed at the end of each side of the field. The Lecean Ball was first thrown into the arena from the outside boundary, which was drawn by the grinded, greenish chalk dusts. The players were supposed to grab the ball. And the objective was to pass the ball back and forth between each other, while advancing into their foe's territory. When they were near the poles, or the goal, they were supposed to throw the ball, or hit the ball so that it would drift in between of the posts to score two points. The defendants were able to counter the pass between players, by either hitting the orb to the ground, or by catching it solidly. Then the cycle would start all over again. But if one player fumbled with the ball and dropped it, or if one player got hit by the ball, he or she would have to leave the arena and sit in the Crevice Area. Which was actually a small place with a long slab of granite stone used for sitting. That player was out for the rest of the game. So, his or her team would lose one player, while the other team had more people than them to defend and to attack. Oh yes, tackling was permitted.
"Mikau, good job!" One student grinned at him. "Awesome slam, man!" Another gave him a thumb up. Both kids were covered with mud.
All players on the field were dirty. Who could blame them? They were playing a sport with a small resemblance with our Rugby Game.
Mikau shrugged. He shifted his gaze to his teacher again. Ms. Cresent was still observing him, though not that obvious anymore.
The game continued on. Mikau switched position with another player in his team. The kid told him that he would serve better in the offence instead of defense. Mikau agreed. The moment that he was out onto the battlefield, he was having a blast. In just six minutes, he had scored over twenty points by himself. No one could touch him, no one could stop him. His speed and agility was way above that of the others. The opposite team gawked at the display.
"I don't believe this,? one of them muttered as he leaned against one of the goal post. There was no point on defending the goal since Mikau would score no matter what.
Many students were impressed, except for one. She looked at Mikau from the side as her lips curled in anger. She didn't like to lose, especially to a boy. Grabbing the Lecean Ball from the other Zora, she dashed across the No Man's Land in the arena. Evading the tackles coming from all directions, she was determined to score a point for her team. She swam closer and closer. Her slightly modified clothes flapped against the water. She reared slightly back as her fins were stiff with energies. With a hard hit, she sent the orb through the water, heading toward her target. Suddenly, Mikau was there, slamming the sphere down into the ocean ground so hard that there was a small crater formed. Zoras were scrambling to dig the ball out.
She yelled in surprised. Her face was filled with shock, but was immediately replaced with fury. Her fins with yellowish color at the tips (same as Mikau's) were quivering. Her six long ears twitched a little. Without warning, the female Zora turned around to head back to her team. Mikau stared after her.
"Yo! YO!" A kid came up beside him. He was had a brown colored body. A Bottom-Feeder. He was fat, with two short, wide, and thick fins on his arms. His back was filled with half muscles, half lipids.
"What?" Mikau asked.
"Here, you serve the ball."
Grabbing it, Mikau half closed his eyes. "Why me? I am not the Server."
Tisking, the boy grinned. "You have nice, muscular arms. You have more power in hitting the ball effectively across the field than the rest of us."
Sighing, Mikau nodded. "You all owe me big time, for helping you win this game."
Laughing, the kid slapped his back. "Don't worry. We are planning to have a party dedicated to you, should you be able to beat the Blue Team. I will tell you later about it." Leaning closer, he whispered," I think Netchra likes you."
Shoving the laughing Zora away, Mikau slapped the ball. To his amazement, the ball flew through the arena with only half the amount of power. Netchra was there immediately. She sprang up to grab it. Then she headed toward Mikau's position again. This time, three of her other teammates followed closely.
"Everyone! Chargeeeee!" Mikau's comrades yelled as they rushed forward also.
All of them collided with sickening thuds. From far away, it looked as if there was a war going on. Netchra dodged most of her foes, but as usual, Mikau was there defending. Gritting her teeth, she slammed into the Zoran Hero, hard. Hoping to see that tactic could bump him away, she had poured all of her energies into that assault. However, Mikau did not move. Not even an inch. He drifted there like a statue. Gaping, she looked up.
"What is wrong with you?" she blurted out.
Perplexed, Mikau blinked a few times before answering. "That was a cheap move."
Flushing with anger, she swam to the right. Mikau mimicked her move to counter her. She directed herself to the left, same thing.
Breathing speedily, Netchra glowered at him. "Fine! Have the ball!" She threw it at Mikau's face.
With quick reflex, he bent his neck to the left. The sphere missed its target.
"All right! You guys! Time's up! Game over!" Ms. Cresent yelled as she blew the shell horn.
Students swam away from the playing field, heading toward their lockers and the clean up room. Netchra and Mikau continued floating there.
"I don't know what your problem is," Mikau said angrily, "but don't give me that attitude. I didn't do anything to you. All I have done is to win points for my team."
Baring her teeth, she turned away from him and left. Mikau heaved a sigh as he slowly swam toward his gym locker. Their teacher looked at them with thoughts.
* * *
Shoving all his gym utilities into his bubble, Mikau slammed the rusty locker closed. One of the hinges popped loose. He growled with annoyance, but he left it like that. The room was warm and stuffy. It had a musky smell to it. Algae rampaged across the floor, and up on the walls. Some students felt hungry as they picked off the greenish substances, and stuffed them into their mouth. It was nutrition break right now. And for one thing, Mikau didn't know where he should go. He didn't exactly have a friend in the school, even though students were now talking to him more often. Fidgeting while his teammates swarmed all over him, telling him what a great game that was, Mikau tried to push his way out of the wall of sweaty, dirty bodies. The locker room near the field was packed with male Zoras. Females had their own seperate changing room, which was located closer to the clean up room. Typical layout.
"Excuse me... excuse me... move along... get out of here... excuse me..." Mikau mumbled as he had finally gotten to the door. Opening it, he yelped as he staggered back a little.
Ruto was there, waiting for him, with her expensive clothing and her charming smile.
"Hello." She greeted him.
Clearing his throat, Mikau waved at her. Moving closer to him, Ruto had a wide grin on her Zoran face. She stared at him, and at his body especially, for a long time. Getting uncomfortable, Mikau glanced to the sides to see if there was anyone looking at their direction.
"Um, can you stop staring at my body by any chance?" Mikau whispered. His face reddened.
Laughing loudly, Ruto shook her head. "Really, you shouldn't be be so modest. Why, even though that you males are naked, but that doesn't mean you guys actually have 'something' to hide, you get what I mean? Besides, I have seen countless naked male Zora bodies."
Mikau could feel his face turned extremely red. He could almost feel the water evaporating around him. He had just noticed that students behind him had stopped talking, had stopped gathering their supplies. They were looking at both of them while smiling furtively. Grabbing Ruto's hand, Mikau hastily swam out of the room. Stopping in the hallway, where there were many students moving around, he stared at her disapprovingly.
Giggling, Ruto hugged Mikau's arm. "Don't get angry. That was just a joke."
Slowly sliding his arm out of her loving grasp, Mikau shook his head. "Well, I don't really like it."
Ruto stopped grinning a little. "Well. You should get a sense of humor then. Come on! It's not like staring at you is offensive, right? I mean, with your well aligned muscles on your chest and everything-"
"Ruto!" Mikau had almost screamed with frustration. "Don't say that kind of stuff in front of this many people!"
Pinching his face lightly, she got up close to his face. A hard maneuver, since Mikau was a head taller than her. "All right! All right! Don't have a Deku! If you don't like my jokes, well, that's fine. So. You got any good place to go? We have about, I don't know, five minutes left?"
"Listen," Mikau started slowly. "Whatever that you are planning, well, we are too young you see."
Snickering once again, Ruto patted his back, and rubbing it. Mikau could feel his heart beating faster. He started to move away from her.
"Uh, I have to go now. I have to meet some... friends of mine, and discuss about the, uh Hylian Language Exam. So, I guess I will see you later!"
He submerged into the crowd as fast as he could before the female Zora could reply. Ruto gazed after him while her eyes narrowed a little. She heaved a sigh as she went to see her other male friend.
~End Chapter 13~
Author's Note: Well. the beginning of chapter thirteen contains a song lyric for the Gerudo Valley Theme. The song is about Mikau though, even if it should be about the desert. I hope that my lyric is fitting in nicely with the tempo of the music and so on, since this IS my first time attempting to do such a crazy task. I was inspired by Eyes5 (yes, again). So what do you think of my lyric after you readers have listened to the music while singing/reading it out loud? Any comments, suggestions would be helpful.
As the plot continues on, Ruto had finally begun to reveal her true self. While being extremely gentle to Mikau, she had also showned herself as a slut like she was. I know that some of you readers think that making her into a slut is a bad idea, but hey! It is all part of the story outline. And who is this Netchra girl anyway? What had Mikau done to anger her such? Be patient, it will unfold as time goes on...