Hi hi everybody! Here's my new chapter! I hope it's more interesting than the last one. I decided to put just a hint of fluffy stuff in for my reviewer who likes it.(wink) You know who you are…;p

Chapter 5

Little Dreamer

Zelda woke up very early the next morning. She couldn't help it. She hadn't been able to sleep at all that night. She wanted to check on Link, but she was so afraid…what if he had grown again? She couldn't bring herself to open the door; so she went to fix herself some breakfast. She sat down, slowly spooning some type of oatmeal into her mouth. Impa came in; Zelda was always confused when it came to Impa's ways. Did she even know what time it was?

"Don't you ever sleep?" she asked her guardian. Impa showed a rare smile.

"No." a simple reply. Zelda knew she was joking. They started to talk about Link's problem. "I think he should be the same age today. You don't have to worry." Impa stated.

"Are you sure?" Zelda wasn't so confident. She felt uneasy as she thought.

"Well, if my theory is correct…he shouldn't age rapidly. Just once every few days. Have you checked on him yet?" she asked.

"No." Zelda sighed unhappily. "I'm afraid to." They both heard the door creak open behind them. Zelda braced herself, and turned to look. They both heard a voice, timid but much more mature sounding resound from the bedroom.

"Mom? Can I come out?" Zelda held her breath.

"Yes, Link." She could barely reply. As Link stepped out, Impa immediately spoke.

"Well, back to the drawing board." Link was at least a few inches taller, he walked over to the table, sitting down. Zelda leaned over, amazed at how much he had grown.

"Link?" she asked, "How old are you?" she was afraid to ask. He looked up at her with confusion on his face.

"Gee, why do you wanna know that mom? I'm five of course." He smiled. "Can we go to the sword shop again today?" he changed the subject quickly. Now Zelda was confused.

"Link, why don't you go get some breakfast. Then we'll talk about what we're going to do today." He looked down, disappointed.

"Aww…okay." He slipped off the chair with hesitance. As soon as he left the room, Zelda started to talk to Impa.

"What was that? He was five! Two years more from yesterday! What sword shop? Yesterday we went to look at clouds!" Impa reached across the table and grabbed her by the arm.

"Zelda, calm down. I think he's creating his own memories. It's difficult to explain…" she sat back in the chair. "His body is aging so fast, that his mind is creating memories to go along with the missed years. Therefore, he thinks you took him to the sword shop, when you never did anything like that. His body is aging more rapidly than I thought. I'll try to figure something out, you take him where he wanted to go." She left the room in a hurry, muttering about magic and other things.

Link came back, waiting for an answer from his mom. "Can we please go mom?" Zelda nodded. "Yes! Thank you!" he ran to the door. As they approached the stables, Link hesitated.

"Link? What's wrong?" Zelda looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"I just wondered…" he scoffed his foot against the floor. "Could we maybe take Epona instead of Karisha today?" Zelda took a moment to reply.

"Of course not! You're not old enough yet to ride Epona!" she frowned. "You could get hurt." Link opened his mouth as if he were going to argue, and then thought better of it. They rode to town in silence. Link entered into the shop without even waiting for Zelda to tie up Karisha.

He approached the displays with awe. He had never seen anything like this. They were amazing. The shopkeeper, an old man saw Link's interest and approached him from behind. "Beautiful, aren't they?" Link whirled around, seeing the man.

"Yes sir." Zelda had come in by this time and was examining some throwing weapons. "I wish I could wield something like this…" he placed a hand on the glass case of one extra-sharp looking sword. The old man chuckled.

"You are extremely well-spoken for one so young. I tell you what, come here for a minute." He motioned for Link to follow him to the counter. Link leaned forward as the old man pulled something out from behind the counter. He gasped when he saw the shopkeeper pull out a beautiful sword. The old man whirled it around his head a few times; then stopped to wink.

He turned to the young Hyrulian. "Would you like to wield something like this someday?"

"Yes sir!" Link exclaimed, nodding his head. His expression turned gloomy. "But everyone says I'm too little." He looked down.

"Hey…" the old man looked him square in the eye. "Follow your dreams. Someday, my lad, you will be a great warrior." Link eyes grew huge.

"You really think so?" he whispered.

"I'm sure of it." The old man nodded. "Just keep your dreams high, and your causes higher." Link was bewildered.

"What does that mean?" he titled his head.

"You'll find out when you're ready." He ruffled the young boy's hair. He then shuffled off into the back room. Zelda came back.

"You ready to go home, Link?" she asked. The days went by so fast. They stopped to look at other shops along the way, and as the end of the day came closer; Zelda noticed that Link was acting strange. He seemed to grow more and more uncomfortable as the night came closer. She merely interpreted it as he was tired or something.

Finally, she somehow pulled herself through the whole day, tucking Link into bed again. As she closed the door, however, she heard him whimper just a little. She peeked her head back in. "Are you okay, Link?" she asked, concerned.

"Yes mom…" he whispered. But Zelda wasn't so sure. She went to bed anyway, seeing Impa was nowhere to be found.

It was late into the night when Zelda heard something rustle beside her. She lifted herself from bed; her hair sticking out everywhere. "Mom?" she heard a whisper by her door.

"Link?" she muttered, turning to look out the window in her room. "It's late…go to bed." The night was still pitch black. She didn't hear him for a while, so she supposed he had gone back to bed. She had almost drifted back to sleep when the tiny whisper came again.

"Mom?" She groaned, pulling the pillow over her head. "Mom?" she ripped her body upward, and faced him angrily.

"What?" she could barely see his face. Her attitude stopped immediately when she heard the noise of sniffling. The moon shone through her room and she could see his tear-stained face…

"Link…" she sat up in bed; genuinely showing concern. "What's wrong?" she asked gently.

"It happened again, mom." He was on the brink of another flood of tears.

"What happened, Link?" she leaned closer as he walked over to her bedside.

"I…I had a bad dream again." He looked up, he had started crying again. "Why won't he leave me alone, mom? Why won't the scary man go away?"

"Link…" she felt her heart go out to him. "Link, you can sleep with me tonight. The scary man won't get you here." She scooted over, letting him climb in with her. In a minute flat, he was asleep. She smiled, pulling him close. The night was ending, daytime would soon be here. Until then, she would let him stay as long as he wanted. She would let the little dreamer sleep.

Okay, you can't tell me that wasn't cute! I hope you liked the quick reviews, cause they won't be happening anymore. (spring break is gone) I'll still try to update by the end of this week, though! ;)