Two Weeks Away

By tani-chan

Disclaimer: If I owned Zelda, you think I'd be writing this?

Genre: Romance/Drama/Humour

Rating: PG-13

Note: Well, after positive reinforcement and a few favorites, here's my second Zelda fic. Hope you like it. (And just to tell you all, this one is Link/Zelda. If you don't like that pairing, and decide to send me nasty little notes, flames will be used to toast bread. And make tea. Thank you.)

I remember it as if it was yesterday.

I was taking a much-needed two-week break from my office. Just a nice, 'short' break down to a little island not far from my dear land of Hyrule.

I never knew what those two little weeks would do me.

...And my life at that.

"Malon! Will you quit fooling around with my hair and let me get ready for my damned trip!"

"Awwwwu...but... Zelly... I just love your hair..."

"One, no you don't, and two, don't ever call me that again," I said, pulling my long hair out of her hands, wincing a bit at the pain that caused. "You just don't want to help me pack."

Malon had just sighed and flipped her own hair, feigning annoyance.

"Well, you are the one taking a two-week break. I just can't help but be lazy."

"You're lazy anyway. And braindead at that," I had said, finally being able to get up and grab some clothes to pack. She just simply stuck her tongue out at me and stated, "So what."

I rolled my eyes and stuck another shirt in the suitcase. "When the hell did you wake up? Or should I say... when did you finally go to sleep, dear Malon."

She twirled a piece of her hair and sat down on my bed, bouncing a bit as it recoiled. "Oh... around 5... 6 am... Can't remember." My eyes bugged and I nearly yelled, "That early? Dear God child! Whatever were you doing!?" I finished off with a smirk.

She noticed the smirk and gave a glare, going back to her twirling of the hair. "Nothing really. Just got caught up in a book."

"Must've been a really good book then," I said, grinning as I stuffed a pair of jeans in the suitcase, trying to dodge as she threw a random pillow and/or shirt at me.

"I was Miss Zelda Harkonnen, and you should know!" she said beating me over the head with a pillow. "No really, bookworm," I said as I tried to dodge her pillow thrusts. "Are you going to help me, or will I have to remove you from this room, nay, this house?"

She threw a shirt in an open suitcase to give me her answer, also telling me that I didn't have a 'house', but a large apartment. "So there," she added, throwing the pillow back on the bed.

I rolled my eyes again and started to look in my near bare closet. Other than work clothes, I really didn't have anything in there, but I could still look. "Hmm..."

"Hmmm...?" Malon echoed, walking over to me. "What is it?" she said, her voice starting to air on that curiosity that she naturally had. I swear, she must have been cat or something in a past life.

"Oh nothing... Just an old dress I found," I said, shifting to another hanger, trying to push the dress out of view. She shoved me over and pushed the hanger back, giving her happy gasp when she found what she was looking for. "Nothing my ass! Why didn't you tell me you had this?" she said as she pulled it out. Malon held it up to her and twirled around, giggling. "Oh, it's gorgeous! I bet you wore it that one time, right?"

It wasn't anything special really, just a dress I had worn to a traditional 'ball' that my family had held before the Royal Family went under. It was rather pretty though. It was an lovely blue colored Renaissance style dress, with bell shaped sleeves, and a white coloured center at the bust and down the length of the rest of the dress, with patterns of the Triforce on the edges.

I smiled and nodded, going back to looking through the closet. "I don't really like it though. Just... too fancy." Malon continued to twirl, holding it lightly. "But it's gorgeous! Maybe you should bring it," she said, holding it up to me. "You know... Just in case."

I just blinked and went back to the closet. "No thank you. Probably doesn't fit me anyway." Malon smirked and tilted her head slightly, putting on that devious look she does all too well. "I think you haven't gained that much in three years. And... you're packing it or I'll slip it in when you're unaware." I glared and turned back the closet. "Try me."

I soon realized that she was very good at hiding clothing in suitcases.

After giving Malon a quick hug and dropping my suitcases off except for my carryon, I hurried over to the gate for my plane, hearing the announcing of different flights over the intercom, hoping that somehow they wouldn't suddenly yell that my flight was leaving early for some bizarre reason.

Slowing down once I had reached the gate, I caught my breath, handing the guard my ticket before continuing. Luckily, that damned metal detector didn't go off, and I was able to go grab a seat before they called for my plane to be boarded. There was only a few other people other than me already in the waiting area, all either reading, or just looking out the big windows that opened up to the landing field.

I watched as people began to filter in, mainly couples or single people, but a few families as well. One poor family had five children, and they all seemed to want to go in different directions. I had to stifle a chuckle as one somehow got on top of the X-ray machine and yelled loudly that he was the Hero of Time. But believe me, I wasn't the only one.

As they called for boarding row by row, with of course first class first, a few running stragglers came rushing in, each holding on to miscellaneous clothing or baggage. But, just as they called my row, one straggler caught my eye.

He was a young, good looking guy, with his blond hair held back by a low ponytail, his blue eyes widened as he frantically ran to the gate as he tried to hold on to his hat, ticket, and runaway rolling suitcase. After being reprimanded by the guard for running he talked a bit and handing in his ticket, as the guard told him that his row was already boarding.

As he walked towards the entrance to the plane, and me, I nearly freaked, but hurried on to go on the plane, trying to regain my composure, and hoping to the Goddess that he hadn't seen me starting at him.

Finally finding my row after my long search for my elusive seat, which was in the middle-back, I plopped down, sighing and stuffing my carryon under my seat. I was happy to be able to grab the seat by the window, looking out at the runway in the distance. A woman sat down at the other end of the row, taking the other window seat, followed by the man who had distinctly caught my eye, who took the seat next to her. Turning around to just look back at the window, I heard a sigh and grunt and looked over to see a man look sadly as he looked at the seat next to me, which was still empty.

"Is there anything wrong, sir?" I asked, hoping I hadn't done anything to offend him. He smiled and shook his head, still looking sad though. "Oh nothing really. I was just hoping to sit next to my girlfriend over there, but the seat's taken," he said as he pointed over to the row with Mr. Caught-My-Eye.

And of course, he hears, blinking and looking back and forth between the man and the woman, getting up quickly. "Sorry, had no idea. You can have my seat," he said as he grabbed his carryon and moved over next to me. The man thanked him and hugged his girlfriend before he sat down.

After putting his carryon in the stowaway compartment, he sat down with a sigh, brushing his bangs back, even though they just went right back. He looked over at me, and I quickly realized I had been staring again and looked away quickly, muttering a sorry under my breath.

I heard him give a small laugh and saw his hand out of the corner of my eye, extended in a shake. "Hey there, I'm Link. Nice to meet you," he said, smiling as I shook his hand. "Looks like we're going to be 'seat-buddies' for the next five hours," he added with a chuckle.

I gave a small smile back, nodding. "And I'm Zelda. Nice to meet you as well... um... Mr....." That made him laugh again and he shook his head. "Business woman, huh? Nah... Just call me Link. My surname's Adair, just so you won't pry."

'Smart boy...' I thought, an internal smirk growing. Cute, smart, and just my height. Malon would either be pushing me onto him right about now, or be grabbing him and pulling away from every woman known. Knowing Malon, she'd do the latter.

"Well since I've given away my horrible secret, how about you?" he asked, giving me a small smirk. 'Yep,' I thought. 'Definitely the latter.'

"Harkonnen. Zelda Harkonnen," I said, feigning going for my purse. "And I suppose you'll want my business card, Mr. Adair?" That gave me another laugh from his tenor voice. "You bet, Ms. Harkonnen," he said, going along with my joke. "You'd better not be married though. Wouldn't want to be caught dead flirting with you then."

That made me laugh, and I held up my hand for proof. "Afraid I'm single Mr. Adair. Sorry to break the news." We laughed together at the odd joke, and looked out the window as the plane lurched as it began moving. "And we're off..." he said quietly next to me.

And as I looked out the window, seeing his reflection in the window, I whispered to myself. "We sure are."

A/N: Erk... Yeah. Real shot at a multi-chaptered story. Wish me luck. ;

I got the idea for this story after listening to 'Sand in my Shoes' by Dido for about two straight hours. I haven't edited this story at all, and I'll probably go back and edit and change it like hell later on. :sigh: I still like the idea for it though. ;

And, because I couldn't remember Zelda's last name (and I was reading Dune), Zelda gets to be from the Dune series. XD; Just kidding.

Favourite Line: '...I had to stifle a chuckle as one somehow got on top of the X-ray machine and yelled loudly that he was the Hero of Time. But believe me, I wasn't the only one.'

Believe me, I would be rolling on the floor if I was there. XD

Thank you for reading, and please review.

tani-chan