Blurry Evenings. O Malon.
I yelled loudly, but since the fall wasn't too far, I slammed against the ground of the mill quite quickly. I lost my breath. I felt a gush of blood erupt from my wound and felt something break in my body with a loud crack. It was probably a leg muscle for I felt a great amount of pain in my left leg. I slowly raised my head and yelped "Help!" before laying my head back down in the pain. I heard the door burst open and the fluttering of small footsteps.
It was like remembering a sweet memory only about seventy times nicer. She bent down and looked at me. She was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe her eyes as she gazed at me with her mouth a jar. Tears swelled in her eyes. I felt my eyes dampen, but it was more in pain than emotion. Then I felt extremely relaxed. I had found Malon. Finally.
She came down on her knees and slowly spoke to me. "Link... Is this really you?" That was all she could say. "Yes, Malon..." I managed to slip those words out of my mouth before just letting my hands grab her and bring her face to mine as we joined in the nicest thing I had experienced since the magical night we shared in the exact same mill.
As our faces were interlocked, I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I soon realized that Malon was a passionate and sweet kisser unlike the roughness of the tom-boy Misty. Though my pain was in high measures, for that moment we shared love, I felt happier than I had ever been.
As our faces drew away from each other Malon spoke again. "I really thought I would've never seen you again..." she said teary eyed as I gently rubbed the tears away from her eyes with my hand. As I did this, she grabbed my hand and grasped it tight. "Many rumors had flown around that you were killed by a bastard Pokemon trainer. Trust me Link, I cried forever. I had never felt more drained in my entire life."
I was hardly able to speak, but when she mentioned that, the memory did come back to mind when me and Ash had fought on Damned Island before joining together to create M.T.Y.L. Ash had punched me so forcefully that he knocked me off the cliff on Damned Island. I fumbled for my hookshot, but couldn't find it. I would've died if I didn't activate Farore's wind so quickly. I went missing for many days in which that time, everybody thought I was dead. I answered "Malon, I would never die with you in mind..." It was a bit of a lie, for I knew Misty had grabbed my mind for a few moments in my life. I knew Malon definitely had me for most of my life anyways, and that's what I wanted her to think.
She looked into my eyes and just stared for awhile. She still had hold of my hand. She then brought up a more casual question. "What have you been up to for the past five years?" I let go a small laugh and felt more casual and less in pain. "Malon, honey, five years in Hyrule is about one-hundred and fifty years in Mushroom lands. But, to answer your question, I have been fighting Ganondorf and all the evil Nintendo has to offer." Malon looked happier. "You are the bravest man alive." She said while giving me another little kiss.
She hesitated for a little and a curious face spread across her. "Wasn't Ganondorf fighting for us Link?" I replied casually "That was before he and Bowser turned on our adjoined army and got together with a dark Pokemon trainer that everyone was dead. They tried to kill us... but we made it." Malon gazed upon me with wonder and adoring. She came closer to me for another kiss. Our faces joined together as we started kissing each other powerfully again. I felt all her passion through her tongue. It was an exhilarating experience. Slowly, what seemed forever, our faces drew away.
I then told her "I am in great pain... broken leg... bad wound..." that was it. I couldn't speak anymore. I was conscious, but I couldn't move or speak or anything. I was beginning to wonder if all this was just a dream. No. It couldn't have been. I then heard the door to the mill shut as I was sure Malon had gone to get help. About two minutes later (or so, I couldn't really tell) I heard Talon lumber in. He gently secured his arms around my upper chest as he lifted me up and brought me into the living quarters of Lon Lon Ranch. I felt my leg bob against the stairs as he opened up the door to Malon's room and laid me down on the bed. I heard him rummage in the drawer and then he came back to me. He opened my jaw and poured some Lon Lon Milk in. I closed my jaw shut. I felt extremely energized. Along with that, that feeling returned...
I let the Lon Lon milk just sit in my mouth for a little before swallowing it and realizing the feeling I had by drinking the milk was the same as when Malon had kissed me. I felt I had so much energy, yet I couldn't get up, because my leg was broken. I figured it was but a fracture and would heal by morning because of my star power regeneration strength. My wound felt almost completely healed as I drank the milk. I slowly slipped to sleep, expecting to feel perfect by the next morning.
I awoke slowly to see rays of sunlight in my eyes. I slowly opened my eyes to see Malon in front of me. Then remembering my injuries, I felt my stomach, which never felt better, and gave my leg a little flex to see it was fine and healed. I was completely healed. I sat up in bed and focused on Malon again. She stood there smiling at me. I smiled back and opened up my arms. She ran to the bed and jumped on me as we joined in a kiss again. I felt every part of her body on mine as we rolled in the bed in each other's arms. I was still quite tired after my wound extravaganza so only after about ten minutes of our passionate romping did I begin to fatigue. We cuddled for quite some time. Neither of us spoke as there was no need for words. Malon and I were in each other's arms again, and that was the world.
We must have fallen asleep again together because the next thing I remembered was waking up again to her warmly kissing my neck. She was still within my embrace, just on top of me this time. I felt her slowly unbutton my tunic. Realizing what she wanted to do to fulfill her love to me, I slowly got up and undressed her. We sank into each other as I asked her "are you sure you're ready to do this again?" she giggled, nodded, and we began.
She was even better than I remembered the first time. By the time we were done she was clinging to my body with all the energy she had left, panting, but never feeling more alive in her entire life. She was sweating, and I was too, making our two bodies quite damp which gave them a little more traction to stick to each other. She finally spoke. "Thank you." I smiled and tightened my grip on her. She gave a girlish little yelp and grinded closer to me. Life was worth living again.