Authors note: yes I know, it took a long time to update this lovely story of mine, but I am sorry, you see, I get writers block frequently so that's why it took so long. Well, Here it angsty -- sorry, but I needed to get the agsnt out of my system before I continued Plus it will help explain a lot. And I promise next chapter will be funnier

Chapter 5

The past and the present.

"So, you like the princess?" Matt said during breakfast the next morning. Dave snickered a bit while Link shot Matt the nastiest glare in the history of glares.

"Why don't you go home to your family," Link countered with a sly smile, however Matt wasn't that easy to piss off. He merely smiled a cocky, arrogant smile and went back to his Lucky Charms.

The three boys sat in silence and ate there breakfast, not really knowing what to talk about. Link could feel him and his brothers were slowly drifting apart, even though they were sitting at the same table with him. They used to be able to talk for hours about nothing, joke about the stupidest thing, or even make fun of each other. Now, everything was doing there own thing; Matt had a family, Dave had problems and they were getting worse as he got older so he was often send to Mental Hospitals for hurting himself, and Link was frequently stressed out and depressed and his sense of humor was almost completely gone causing fights between him and Matt. He didn't want them to go their separate ways, he knew Matt and Dave didn't want that either. However, between all their personal problems, the fights and the stress, it seems inevitable that they will all just lose contact and never speak to each other again.

Dave looked at Link and then Matt, then Link and then Matt, trying to figure out if they were fighting or just acting normal. It had gotten hard to figure out their mood swings, and Dave didn't have the attention span to sit there wonder. So, he decided to strike up a conversation that will defiantly interest at least one of them.

"You guys remember that girl Mia who kicked Matt in the balls when he was 13?"

"Sadly, yes I do," Matt said wincing at the memory.

"Uhuh, I saw her yesterday at Malon's club," Link said, not looking up from his breakfast.

"Well, erm...remember that night you guys saw her walking out of the house at midnight and I said she was just came to ask a question?"

Matt and Link looked at eachother and then back at Dave. 'Oh no, he didn't..."

"Well," Dave continued, "she, didn't come to ask a question. She...told me she thought Matt looked like a moose man."

'What...'

Link started to snicker a bit and Matt looked like he was about to explode, "Moose man!" He shouted on the top his lungs, "MOOSE MAN!!"

"Heh," Link merely said, making Dave turn to look at him, while Matt ran throughout the kichen screaming "Moose man! MOOSE MAN! WHAT THE HELL IS A MOOSE!!!!"

"What Link," Dave asked innocently.

"Oh no, I just thought you were going to tell us that you and Mia actually...had sex." Link snickered at the thought Dave would actually go to bed with someone, and took another spoonful of cereal and put it in his mouth, still snickering.

"Had sex? Yeah Mia and I 'made love' that night too."

When the words finally sunk in, Link spit out his food, choking a little, and Matt stopped running around the house and stared wide eyed at his younger brother.

"Wh-Wh-when?" Link managed to spit out.

"I was 13..."

"No way," Matt said in disbelief, "you lost you virginity before me?!"

"You couldn't have bro," Link said, "I mean, when you were 13 mom and dad died and our..."

"Oh you mean I had problems?" He meant it more as a statement than a question.

"Well, yeah."

"NO I DIDN'T HAVE PROBLEMS," Dave suddenly shouted, causeing both Matt and Link to jump slightly, "you made me have problems, you wanted me to be the 'sick little brother,' so everyone can say 'oh Link, I feel so bad for you.' Well news flash Link, I wasn't ever sick, I didn't care when that bastard raped me, I didn't care when mom and dad died, you never really gave me a chance to care, cause you quickly ran up to me and said 'you have problems. Dave.' I didn't try to kill myself because I was raped; I tried to kill myself because of you!"

Dave didn't even give Link a chance to answer with some "I was only trying to help," crap statement. He flew out of the house mumbled something along the line of "asshole."

Matt and Link looked at each other, not knowing if they should go after him, or stay put.

"He is right though..." Matt said quietly.

"I know he is."

Zelda stood over the grave of her grandparents; she never knew her grandparents, they died when she was only 4. The graveyard in Kakoriko Village always looked almost dead and depressing, and clouds were always dark and blocked out the sun, making the graveyard always look like it was about to rain; sometimes it did and only in one spot. Zelda could feel the dead roam around in this place, unable to move on and unable to accept that they are dead. It made her sad to think that her grandparents could be one of those spirits roaming about. She mumbled a small prayer for the lost souls that still roam the heart, and hoped that they would find peace. When she opened her eyes, she saw Dave standing next to her, looking at a grave. Zelda looked over at the grave, it read "Here Lies Vincent and Fiona Herro Loveing parents and citizens."

"Must be Link's parents..."

"What was that," Dave snapped turning to the origin of the voice, however when he saw Zelda he calmed down a bit, "Oh, hey Zelda."

"You are Dave right?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, how are you?" Zelda said alittle too cheerfully, even though anyone with eyes could see Dave's beautiful blue eyes looked cold and sad. However, the only time Zelda saw him, Dave's eyes spoke the same they did today, so she thought this was a normal thing. How little she knows.

"Fine." Dave said sourly turning back to the grave of his parents.

Zelda sighed, she knew from Link that Dave had problems, and maybe talking to him wasn't the best thing to do. However, before she could turn around and leave, he said something that startled her.

"I don't even care that they are dead."

Zelda turned around and stared at him as if he was nuts. "Your parents...?"

"They...didn't really care about me.."

"I am sure that's not..."

"My mother, was really sick when she was pregnant with me, she wasn't even supposed to have me. The doctor said she could die, but they couldn't terminate the pregnancy because that would defiantly kill her, so she went through with it. After I was born, she was really sick and the doctors thought she wasn't going to make it. Well, she slowly got better, but she couldn't get out of bed and she lost her eye sight. My dad blamed me everyday, and when I was old enough to remember he called he a devil child and a stupid mistake. My mother didn't want anything to do with me, she would ask the servant to take me to my crib while she read bed time stories to Link and Matt." Dave suddenly stopped and looked like he about to lose his tough composer and start crying, nevertheless he continued, "They died in a car accident, on their way home from a hospital visit. When the police told us, Link and Matt were really upset, but not me...I was happy they were dead, now I didn't have to deal with their shit anymore. Why should I care, I didn't even know them...they wouldn't let me get to know them...they hated me. Link of course being Link blamed himself..." He stopped again this time thinking, "he blamed himself...to try and get everyone to take the blame off me. My grandparents and uncles and other family all said that if I wasn't born they would still be alive and how I always caused so much trouble that I should have been the one who died. Link would hide me in my bedroom sometimes while they were over, and he would say he was playing around with the car that day and it was all his fault, even though it wasn't. Why did he care?"

Zelda for once was in a lost of words, the only time that she could think off was, 'Why does Link brothers feel the need to tell me there problems.'

"I think, Link does blame himself..." Dave said, "He always does, maybe that's why...he cares way to much for me...he blames himself for everything that has happened in our lives..."

Dave turned to Zelda and tried to smile at her; was the same fake smile Link flashed her back at the club. 'They are really all alike huh.'

"Heh, sorry about that princess," Dave said rubbing the back of his head nervously, "I sometimes forget what I am saying when I talk to people...heh."

"Don't worry," Zelda said smiling, "sometimes people need someone to talk to. Do you feel better?"

"Yeah, actually I do," Dave said with a slight laugh, "Thank you."

Link sat in his dark, cold room playing a sad song on his guitar. He was upset about what happened at breakfast, but he felt guilty for everything he had done to Dave. Link can't handle emotional pain, because his parents tried to make him into this strong, emotionless warrior. He was supposed to join the Hyrule army and take orders like a man. His parents didn't even take the time to look at him and see an artistic, sensitive young man, and even though Link broke away from his parents tight hold, some of there lessons stuck with him. He didn't want to show that he was hurting in front of people, so he took all the sad, angry and depressed emotions and dropped them on the most vulnerable of the three, Dave. The only time anyone ever knew Link was in pain, was when it was almost too late.

"Are you going to sit here all day and sulk in your depression?" Matt said coldly.

"No... I am just going to sit here and practice my guitar."

"You don't have to be what they said you had to be..." Matt said, now extremely worried at the state his older brother was in.

"Yeah," Link said, his voice was almost completely emotionless, that is scared Matt even more, "Well, I am sorry I can't be like you. I am not a screw up."

"Woah.." Matt said, trying not to look as if he was hurt by the sharp words. Matt decided that saying anything would just be in, so he turned around and left Links room...and the house, and went back home.

"Halt!" One of the Gerudo guards said, glaring at Matt as if he was scum.

"Let me see Lara," Matt growled.

"Not with that attitude," she retorted, "plus, she doesn't want to see you."

"Please, you gotta let me in."

"I don't gotta do anything, now leave before I call reinforcements."

Matt huffed and started to walk away, however when he got to the end of the bridge, he charged for the Gerudo, jumping right over her and into Gerudo Valley. He turned around and said in a cocky tone, to the now surprised female, "And that's the way the cookie crumbles." And with that, he ran off.

"Mommy, when can I see daddy?" Emily said as her mother brushed her long brown locks. Lara was deep in thought and barly heard her daughter, until she felt a soft tug on her white "Dark Realm shirt."

'Oh, sorry baby, what did you say," Lara said softly.

"I asked when can I see daddy!"

Lara sighed and ran her fingers through her long reddish black hair. "I don't know, when he decides to pop it."

And wouldn't you know, Matt flew in faster than the running man with a bunny hood, jumped to the floor and scurried behind Lara's enormous bed. He was, naturally, followed for six guards with spears, ready to arrest him and torture him silly.

"Princess Lara, we are sorry this Man ran in..."

"Save it," Lara said holding up her hand, "you already know he is my husband, and he is permitted in whenever he feels like it." Lara then shot a 'you asshole' glare at Matt, making the green-eyed boy cringe slightly. "Now, if you don't mind, why don't you go do something a little more productive than chasing my daughters father like a mouse." The guards bowed in respect and left the room.

"DADDY!!!" Emily squealed as she ran up to her father and threw her arms around him.

"Sweet pea," Matt said picking her up and walking up to Lara, who still had that glare plastered on her face.

"So, you are back...took you long enough," Lara snapped turning away from him.

"Can we NOT do this in front of her," he said gesturing to Emily, who was playing with her fathers hair.

"Very well, Emily, go into the play room."

"But...mommy, I want to play with daddy," Emily begged, wrapping her arms around her fathers neck tightly.

"Hey, if you listen to mommy, I will buy you ice-cream," Matt said with his normal goofy smile, making his daughter face bright up.

"OKAY!" Matt let her down and she scurried out of the room.

"Stop lying to the poor girl," Lara said sourly, sitting on her bed, turning her back to back. Matt slowly walked over, and sat in front of her, forcing her to look at him.

"I know...I am a fuck up," Matt said sincerely, a tone alien to Lara, "I know, I have hurt you a lot and I know I haven't been the greatest dad and husband. But, I promise.."

"Oh save it Matthew," Lara snapped, "you always say the same shit...every time you want a good fuck."

For the second time that day, words had managed to hurt Matt worse than a sword through the heart.

"I am taking Emily away," Lara said, without a hint of remorse, causing Matt to look up at her with complete despair and disbelief, "her and I are going into Termina and I will live with my cousin...a pirate at Great Bay."

"No..."

"I can't wait for you...and I can't hold on to the hope that you will grow up for once, and as long as I am here, I can not move on. So I need to leave with Emily, and forget you."

"So...I will be leaving.."

"No..."

Lara was taking back by the hint of sadness and defeat in his voice, it was so unlike Matt to show he was sad, he normally would keep a straight face before running off to his bedroom to punch something or play his drums. The look in his eyes were just so...depressed and scared, the looks on his face showed her a little boy, that was frighten of a scary ride or the monster under his bed.

"You can't just get up and leave Lara," Matt finally managed to say, "you can't leave me..."

"Why do you care?"

"I can't help it when I mess up, I can't I am sorry I am not the man you thought you were going to share a child with, I am not some smart, successful perfect guy you always wanted. I am...a screw up..."

"Did I...ever say that..." Lara said, now feeling guilty.

"You didn't have to..."

Lara couldn't bare to look into his eyes again, she turned away slowly and started at the floor, trying to keep her tough composure.

"Let me make you happy..."

Lara sighed in defeat, she had promise herself she wouldn't back down from her decision no matter what he said or did...but she forgot how much she loved him. She leaned against the headboard of her bed and smiled slightly, "That would be nice."

Matt smiled softly at his wife, and crawled next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and laying his head on hers. "I Love you Lara Herro..."

"I love you too, Matthew Herro."