A/N: New title for the story (seeing as that was the chapter's name anyways, had to change it). This is the second chapter, which can only mean one thing: I decided to continue. Don't ask me why but thank Shinobi Kitten, without her this whole story wouldn't have been here.

TheGoddessKnight: All right, here's the deal, I don't own Zelda at all. Got it memorized?

MidKnight: Except Vincent right?

TheGoddessKnight: Yes, although this brings up another question: Who are you?

MidKnight: I am the true you, eviler and more cynical.

TheGoddessKnight: Back up a moment, is it possible to be eviler than me right now?

MidKnight: Yes, me evil.

TheGoddessKnight: I see. I must strive to become more evil then. If you exist, then my plans for world domination could falter.

MidKnight: I can kill by blinking my eyes alone.

TheGoddessKnight: Awesome.

The Day After

"Hey guys," Malon said.

"Morning Malon," Link said. "Whose your friend?"

"Oh, this is Vincent," Malon responded, telling the name of the redhead that stood next to her.

It was late in the morning. Malon was calmly doing some shopping when she bumped into Vincent. He graciously accepted the duty in helping her that morning. It had looked like he took a shining to her…until.

Malon turned to Vincent, "This is Link and that's Zelda. Don't they look like the most perfect married couple?"

Vincent couldn't keep his eyes off the princess. He turned his eyes away to answer, "I suppose, if you mean the most predictable couple ever. I swear, it doesn't get any more stereotypical than those two."

Vincent shook his head. Malon found him at the market place and forced him into carrying her items. Much like the first time. "Hey Malon, how much more do you plan to buy today?" he asked her.

"Will you calm down? It's not like you have a lot in your arms anyways," she responded.

Vincent looked down at the seven bags he held in his hands. The weight from all of them caused them to cut into his hands, "You're kidding right? My arms are about to fall off."

"Your such a baby," Malon said. "Vincent, you know you've been in Hyrule for over a month now right."

"And for a month, I have regretted coming," Vincent said. "What about it?"

"Oh, nothing," Malon responded. "Just pointing that out for you. By the way, where is your jacket? You're not wearing it today."

Vincent only had on his buttoned black shirt; "I…left it at the castle yesterday."

Malon looked at him, "Why were you at the castle?"

"You see," Vincent searched for an answer. "I…went to check up on Princess. Imagine the love of your life leaving you to go save some peoples. That came out wrong. I went to keep her company, you know?"

"Well, well, the mighty Vincent does have a soft spot," Malon said. "I have to tell everyone. This could mean the end of the world!"

"Ha ha," Vincent said.

"Look behind you, its Zelda," Malon said.

Vincent turned around to see Zelda walk up to them. He couldn't help but keep her eyes on the gorgeous eyes he fell in love with. The regal walk that drove him crazy. The sensual lips that he craved. She smiled at him as she caught him staring.

"Good morning Malon, Vincent."

"Hey Zelda. Vincent tells me that he visited you last night," Malon said.

Zelda shot a glare at Vincent. He shook his head and Zelda smiled at Malon, "Well, he did but he didn't stay long. Vincent, you could come get your jacket later."

"Alright," Vincent said. "Sorry about…that."

"Don't worry about it, I understand."

"Guys, its just a jacket," Malon said.

Vincent smirked, "Yeah, your right. Just a jacket after all, nothing to get worked up over. I'll come get later, okay Princess?"

Zelda nodded, she remembered all the times he called her that last night, "Alright, I assume once you finish things here with Malon you'll come retrieve it. I'll be sure to tell the guards."

"Not that you need to anyways," Vincent said.

"So Zelda, has Link come back from his expedition?" Malon asked.

Zelda shook her head, "Not yet Malon. Don't worry though, I'll survive without him."

"That's good to hear Zelda. Just because he's gone doesn't me you should be to melancholy for anything," Malon said. "You're your own person. You married Link, sure, but that doesn't me you always have to be at his side all the time."

"Vincent didn't tell you anything, right?" Zelda asked, getting a little suspicious.

"No, why? Was there something I have to know?"

"No, not at all," Zelda said. "Just thinking he told you something he's supposed to keep to himself."

"Ooh, juicy secret," Malon said. "Come on, you can tell me Zelda. I can keep secrets."

"I think it's best if we continue shopping Malon," Vincent said. "Zelda, I'll see you later." Vincent began to push Malon away.

"Fine, see you around Zelda," Malon said.

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Zelda walked the halls of her castle. There were so many things that ran through her mind. Link still hadn't arrived and Vincent was going to show himself sooner than later. At the end of the hall, she came upon a window to the outside. Zelda stared outside.

The sky was beginning to dim, the radiance of colors from the sunset were dissipating. She looked downward to the dirt path to the castle. Zelda noticed the redheaded man, the one she had given herself; pass the guard at the gate. He continued and then Zelda realized that he wanted his jacket. She quickly ran to her room and round his white coat on the chair.

"Knock, knock," Vincent said from the doorway.

Zelda turned around, "Your really fast." She shook her head and folded his jacket. She walked over to him and handed him his jacket, "There you go, your jacket."

Zelda slowly pushed him outside and closed her bedroom door. "I take it that's all you want to do right now," Vincent said. "Okay, thanks Princess."

"Please, stop calling me that," Zelda asked.

Vincent leaned in for a kiss but Zelda turned her head and let him kiss her cheek. He sighed and looked into her eyes, "I take it that now you're having second thoughts about last night. It's alright, I'll go now."

"Vincent," Zelda said. "I'm not having second thoughts. I just realized that there is no way we can ever make it work. I'm married…and a princess. How can we ever expect to be together? You have to see that too Vincent."

"Shhh, Princess," Vincent said. "I know the troubles we'll face. You really want to stop now? The princess I love wouldn't quit now because all the mess we'll go through. I'll stay with you, question is what about you?"

Zelda looked away, "I don't know Vincent…"

Vincent sighed, "I see. Well, I guess I'll see you later then. Tell Link that too." Vincent began to walk away.

"Stop Vincent!" Zelda demanded. "You can't do this to me. You said you love me."

He stopped and turned around, "Yes I did say that. Guess what? I still do but what about you? There's the real question."

Tears came down from her eyes. Vincent eyes softened and walked up to her. He combed back her hair and wiped the tears. Zelda smiled at him as he placed his jacket on her. Vincent sighed and looked down, "I'm sorry." He placed his palm on her cheek.

Zelda touched his hand with hers, "Don't leave me. Not yet. There is still dinner after all."

Vincent leaned in again. This time Zelda didn't resist and let him kiss her. Their lips stayed locked until a door slammed not to far away. They broke their kiss and looked to the end of the hallway to see Impa rounding the corner toward them. Zelda's heart was racing; she did not want to get caught.

"Zelda, I hope you know that dinner has been served," Impa said. "It's good to see that you invited someone to accompany you. I must admit that when you're a princess with a hero for a husband, it can get a little lonely." Impa turned to Vincent, "How do you know the princess?"

"The Princess and I met each other by Malon. The ranch girl if you don't know her. We gotten pretty close over the month I've been in Hyrule. My name is Vincent, by the way," Vincent said.

"So you're the Vincent that Zelda mentioned. Stealthy like a shiekah supposedly. Anyways," Impa turned to Zelda. "Just came to tell you that dinner is ready Zelda. I noticed you haven't been eating lately. You should, you need your strength. I'll see you later."

Impa turned and left. Zelda let out a long sigh of relief, "That was really close Vincent. We really have to be more careful with this. We don't want to be discovered."

"I know," Vincent said. "Sooner or later though…"

"We have to come clean, yes Vincent," Zelda said. She smiled and kissed him softly, "But it will be worth it. Are you staying tonight?"

"Is that an invitation?" Vincent asked.

"Maybe," Zelda said. She started to walk away, "But then again, maybe not."

"What a tease," Vincent said.

( . ) -----------\

Zelda lay on her stomach with the silk white sheets covering her back. Her hand was held by Vincent's who lay on his back. Asleep. His red hair fell into his eyes and he softly snored. Zelda's eyes slowly opened to the sight of Vincent next to her. She smiled softly and repositioned her head on the pillow.

"Your awake," Vincent said.

"You are too," Zelda said. "I'm glad you stayed."

"I'm not doing it two nights in a row. I'll have to go soon though," Vincent said.

"I know," Zelda replied. "And I'll wait."

A/N: Jeez, again? They're going at it like rabbits. Review dammit!