It should have been a happy day. But no. He had to go and ruin my life. All because of that princess. I watched him smiling at her, holding her hand, brushing his lips against her hair lightly. I'd never seen him so happy. I doubt that he'd ever seen me so miserable. He doesn't know, I told myself. He doesn't know how you feel. But I'm pretty sure that he does. I think back to all of the times that we spent together. I tried to think about happier times, about how we grew up together, and how we used to play in the Kokiri forest together. I thought back to one time in particular, the time right before he met Zelda. We were about fourteen, old enough to know about love, but young enough that he was still a child- something that I was doomed to be forever.
"Do you love me, Link?" I remember asking that question like it was yesterday. I still can feel his hands holding one of mine, sitting against him and laying my head on his shoulder. "Like, really love me?" In response, he had kissed my forehead, but I hadn't let it stop there. I slowly tilted my head up and looked into his fierce blue eyes. "Do it again," I whispered, begging him with my own. The faintest smile passed his face, and he kissed my head again, but a little harder this time. "Link…" I whispered, desperate for his kiss… "Please…" This time, he actually kissed me. I remember how I felt wonderful for days afterwards, not even noticing that he wasn't around. I kept fantasizing about the time that we had. But that was where the good times ended.
The next time I saw him, he was different. He had hardened; seen more of the world. I still remember seeing him. A few months had passed and I think that he was fifteen now. Something like that. Anyway, he was quiet. He didn't even tell me that he had come home, Milo told me about it. When I went to see him, he seemed sad.
"Link…" I ran over to try and kiss him, but he held up a finger to stop me.
"No, Saria." He grabbed my arms and held me away. "I can't do this any more. I care for you, I really, really do. But I've been thinking. I can't do this to you. It's too… well, we're like different species. It won't work. But you're always going to me one of my best friends." With that, we went our separate ways. I think that I smacked him and ran out of his house, but I don't remember much after that.
I bring myself to the present and see, to my dismay, they're starting the first dance. Link gently brings Zelda to the dance floor and kisses her passionately before they begin. I feel, to my horror, tears welling up. I knew that I shouldn't have come. I jump up and run out from the room and don't stop until I'm on the first floor of the large castle, panting and out of breath. I sit down on a wooden bench and let the tears freely flow, silently cursing my heritage. I'm so caught up in my sorrow that I don't hear the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Saria?" It's him. I don't think that I can bear to look at him, but he doesn't seem to get my message. He sits next to me and grasps my shoulders lightly, and I'm drawn back to that day. He looks at me, his horrid blue eyes staring into my soul.
"Go away," I sob, trying to break away. But it's no use. Here he is, a strong-willed man inside of a well muscled and tones body of a twenty-five year old, staring into the eyes of a full-grown woman trapped in the body of a Kokiri child. "I'm not supposed to be like this," I whimpered. "Kokiris aren't supposed to be like this. We aren't supposed to be this mature emotionally." He looked at me intently.
"That's what I like about you," he said, and for the first time, I saw that he looked at me with love in his eyes. The intensity of it frightened me. "I love you, Saria. I've known you since I was little. I just can't be with you and I don't love you like that, and I love Zelda, but she's… like me. I'm sorry, I really am. But you are always going to be more like a sister to me than some one that I can love."
"Link, please, just go away," I begged, standing up and running out of the castle. "Leave me alone!" I scream, the tears streaming down my face. But, to my surprise, he hasn't followed me out of the castle. I have never been so shocked in my life. Here he was, claiming that he cared about me, but he let me run away and didn't even bother to come after me. Well, I am sick of his games. As I walk to the edge of Gerudo Canyon and look over the edge, it finally becomes clear what I must do.