Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I was waiting for the right sugar-high to bother to write this chapter. I needed the attention-span worthy of a decent chapter for you all and, hell, this is the longest chapter for this story so far! 1600 words :) You guys deserve it, though. You're awesome readers/reviewers.

I wrote this chapter in California (2/14-15) I felt sick on the 14th while I was writing this and I was writing this on a labtop. I may have missed a few errors. Sorry about that.

Also, this chapter focuses on the characters Shiek and Zelda. Malon and Link will be heading around the corner soon enough :) Enjoy! Read and Review :)

I was simply giddy.

Giddy, Giddy, Giddy! Really!

This...this hott guy was holding my hand as we walked on our way to the clothing store. I wasn't even paying any attention to where we were going anyway. Staring at his face was good enough to me. I bet that all tourists probably think we're a couple!

Then I noticed Shiek tugged my hand and then gave me a funny look.

Am I embarassed? Definitely. Unbelieveably so.

But...I was also on a very energetic high now. I wonder if it was because of Shiek or because we had just reached the clothing shop. I couldn't tell. I was feeling silly and spontaneous. A sharp contrast to my iffy, pessimistic mood from before.

I shook my hand free and dashed into the store. Shiek stood there at the door and when I noticed he wasn't behind me, I ran back to grab him.

"I'm not...coming in here." He said to me, eyeing the cashier.

"Oh, pretty please? I need a guys opinion on what clothes look good. Come on! Please?" My lower lip protruded, I knew I looked like an immature kid.

His eyes glanced to me and then to the ceiling in thought. "Alright. But you owe me an ice cream afterwards."

I was completely dumbfounded. The guy liked ice cream too?

Well...most...people do. I am so...bleh. I don't even know what I am.

I grasped his hand and dragged him into the store. First I went into the pants section. We had...well, questionable difficulties.

"Get out of the rack, Shiek!" I yelled as he poked his head up from a circle of pants.

"What's wrong, Zelda? You don't like the pants look?"

"Shiek..." I blushed. He's so...spontaneous. I can barely keep up with him! "...No. You're...How old are you?"

"What does THAT have to do with anything? I'm nineteen, but even I know how to enjoy myself. Come on, Zelda. Get in!"

"...No."

"No? Zeldaaaaaaaa..."

"Shieeeeeeeeek. No."

He looked genuinely disappointed. Gah. Unbelieveable.

So...I did what I had to do.

I jumped in the clothes rack with him.

I was quite snug, considering I had to share it with a 6 foot baffoon.

But he was a handsome baffoon.

I've never actually...done this before in public. I feel...well, different, I guess. I mean, it can't hurt, right?

But I have heard this being done before in those...what do you call 'em...WalMart? Yeah! WalMart has people who pretend to be clothes. Atleast, I read that in an email once. I need a life. Really. I do.

I closed my eyes for a second. Maybe this boat wasn't going to be so bad. With Shiek to brighten my day, this won't be as bad as I thought it would. Maybe Lianus was right?

I opened my eyes. On second thought, maybe all that stuff I said was wrong. Shiek...was gone!

I jumped to my feet and hit my head on a metal bar on the top of the circular rack. Why it was there, obstructing the path of my head, I did not know. All I knew that Shiek was gone and that my head was in pain.

I clutched my head with my hands as I sat back down and crawled out from under the pants rack. This was so not fair. Shiek promised he'd stay. Where did he go?

I stood up from my knees and looked around the store. He was gone. I couldn't believe it. Why?

Insecurity and panic ran through my mind. And my head hurt too. He promised he'd help me shop. Why would he do this?

I wanted to cry again. I was once again left alone, well, more like ditched, on this big boat and my head hurt like hell. This was fantastic.

Then I felt someone tap on my shoulder. Whipping around immediately to see who it was, Shiek held his hands and took mine into them. "Was Zellie scared?" All I could do was nod...Then I launched into a full question assault.

"Where were you? Why didn't you tell me you were leaving? Why did you bring me into the clothing rack into the first place? You're not gonna leave again, right?"

Eh. I could tell I was being clingy. That wasn't good, I knew, but...I couldn't help it.

"Geez, Zellie. I go to take a piss and you freak out." He said, laughter in his eyes as he innocently smiled toward me.

I could feel my cheeks burn red with embarassment. "Yeah..well, I..." was all I could manage to get out before I pulled my hands away from his.

"Now, Shiek, you promised you'd help me shop. Quit stalling!" I mustered as an attempt to change the topic.

"I did, didn't I?" He rubbed the back of his head. "Okay, well, get shopping...I'll be here hiding in the circle of pants."

"Shiek! No!" I tugged his shoulder as he immediately tried to dive right into the clothing rack. "You have to help me pick out clothes, Mister."

I didn't know it, but it looked like I had known Shiek for ages even though I only met him today. Weird how I connected so closely with him, right?

Well, whatever. I had a psycho loony on my hands. Well...maybe not "psycho" but...he's a pretty silly guy. But, I can't complain. Rather silly than stuffy.

OW. My head hurt again. This is ridiculous. Ow. Ow. OW. I poked the bump on my head while Shiek wandered around in the bra and panties section. Men. I sighed and threw up my hands and ran into the shirts and shorts department, picking out pretty much every cute thing I could find. I found a bunch of cute outfits. I knew I shouldn't buy too much because I wouldn't be able to bring it all with me once I got off the boat. No luggage space, you know?

So anyway, after grabbing about...fifteen shirts and twelve pairs of pants and shorts alike, I ran to find Shiek. I found him fiddling with a bra which...was sitting on his head? Don't ask because I won't either.

"Shiek, Shiek! I'm done! Now you have to help me figure out which are the best!" I tugged his shoulder and dragged him to the dressing rooms.

He didn't put off an excited look or mood, but something inside me told me he was eager to sit and watch me change. Maybe it was this self-esteem boost I've been on recently.

I ran into the dressing room with all my clothes I had picked out while he leaned against the wall on the outside of the dressing room. I had to say, the dressing rooms were pretty decorative. They were a bright orange color with a detailed sunset over the ocean water on the walls.

I put on a sleek tanktop with a nice skirt with rhinestone designs in the seams. I spun around a few times before leaving the dressing room to show Shiek.

"Very nice." He clapped as I blushed and dashed back into the dressing room. I was acting like a little pre-teen.

After another two changes, I started up conversation with him. He seemed interested, well...I don't know how he felt, I couldn't really see him. I asked him how he got into the profession of being a doctor.

It took him a minute to respond, I could hear some hesitation in his voice for a moment before he gave me his reason.

"I just...I want to be the one who can make the pain go away. Making people happy and making them feel better was and always has been my main goal in being a doctor."

I was blown away by this response. I totally didn't expect it. When I first met him, he seemed as though he was more into his books than anything else.

"So how did you land this job as the Cruise Doctor?"

Again, he paused before replying. "I...I work for LeafGreen Enterprises. They own this boat. I was referred in by my friend, the Captain."

LeafGreen...That sounded extremely familiar. They must have dealings with my father. I'll ask him later.

"Oh...that's interesting."

"Not really. I'd rather be in some remote village helping sick people than on this rich-snob cruise."

I opened the door to look at him, only to see him staring right back at me. I couldn't find any words to match what he just said.

"Let's go get your ice cream," was all I could say.

A bright smile grew on his face as he stood up and walked me to the register where I purchased my clothes. Not once did he ask why I needed to buy this huge amount of clothes. Maybe he didn't care. Oh well.

And we were off to the Ice Cream store.

Happy ending to chapter five! Yay! Next chapter will be up within a week or so. :) Review, please!

Love,
Shannon