So, some people don't like what my fic is _REALLY_ about, huh?
You lot probably thought it was going to be one of those dark angsty goodies.
Sorry if I mislead you, but this was just one of my crazy non-dark ideas.
It's actually good, just give it a chance!

Blah blah blah, I don't own Zelda. I own copies of the games, naturally, but not Zelda itself.
Uh, stuff in ~~~ are dreams since my computer can't understand italics.
Read on, and please try to be open minded.
(NO THIS IS _NOT_ YAOI!)



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Link was in a forest. He thought he recognized it. A woman was standing before

him. She was young, with blond hair and blue eyes like him. "Hello." she said. Link tried

to answer, but found himself watching the forest. He saw a boy in green clothes. "That's

me?" Link asked. The woman nodded, and Link watched parts of his past play before him. He

was trying to save the Deku Tree…fighting big monsters…battling it out with a evil

apparition. It wound up to him as he was now, fighting the evil magic of - Ganondorf! A

whirl of light swept him away, and suddenly -
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Link woke up. He saw it was just dawn. He could see Ganondorf asleep on the other

side of the cold ashy remains of their fire. Anger filled him from the images he had seen.

Then he remembered the woman, and his anger faded. The past was the past. Ganondorf had

changed. Link had seen for himself that he was no longer evil. Link decided he should stay

with Ganondorf's band until his memories returned in full.









Link had been with the Gerudo for a year and a half. His memory still contained

some major holes, and the cut on his head had left a scar barely covered by his hair. After

that one night, he had gladly accepted Ganondorf's offer to stay. Neela was his closest

companion. She taught him how to speak the Gerudo language, and showed him how to use

weapons. The weapons had been more of a refresher course, for Link was quite proficient in

both bow and blade. Link still had dreams of his past from time to time. He wondered who

that woman was. It gave him something to do on those days when nothing out of the ordinary

happened. Those days were getting rarer as the caravan moved further south. Link

straightened his hat as he stood watch. He had made his own clothes based on the ones he

remembered wearing. The only material had been gray-green, but it made him feel more at

home, even if he stuck out like a sore thumb. The Gerudo all wore the usual desert attire,

and Ganondorf had his black armor. Link had let his hair grow out, much to the amusement of

Ganondorf, who was doing the same so he wouldn't be as easy to recognize. The stars

twinkled overhead as Juniper shifted under him. "Easy, Ju," Link said. The stallion

nickered softly before bending his head to graze. Link watched the sleeping camp with a

sense of calm unease. Tomorrow, Ganondorf was going to lead them into the vast open lands

of Hyrule.


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So, what didya think?
Like I said, please keep an open mind on this and it is not Yaoi!
So...um...review it already!