Wait, what? What is happening? Can you guys believe?! It's another chapter! i can't believe it either, but it's happening!:D i finally got myself to get back to writing it, after more than a year, it's amazing xD though i hope i won't break or repeat this record of mine, because that would be unfortunate to see this story next updated in a year and a half:P

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After a day like the previous one, it was difficult for oneself to bring himself to come to school. Fortunately no one remembered what happened, or so he hoped.

His body sore, muscles refusing any cooperation, Link still found himself on the field with many other teenagers, playing one of the games with the ball and rules. He moved when others told him to, depending on reflexes and learned movements, but his mind was miles away. Sure, he got used to the daily life of classes and necessary activities but what was the point in him being here now? Now, that the danger had become more threatening and he should be stopping it rather than pretending nothing was happening. Why was he here again? He tried browsing through his recent lectures to see if any could come in handy if things were to go downside.

History and literature were rather boring and unhelpful. Reading was still new to him, but it took the time he should be spending on exercise and training. And what use would his good memory of dates, or what they called certain numbers, have? They weren't going to fight with him, neither the names he couldn't match even if his life depended on it. Even though it was interesting to know what has occured in this world, this knowledge wouldn't get him anywhere. Despite knowing and recognizing strategies used in battles and which tactic to use in a certain situation, it was all in the past and it was unlikely for such things to happen again. Learning about events that were similar to what he had experienced also made him remember unpleasant things.

Mathematics had confirmed what he had already known, especially from traversing many temples- that there were usually a few ways to solve one problem. And he was still amazed by what he could do with simple numbers and letters, something he couldn't even imagine just a few years ago. How many times was he robbed of his rupees by a random business scrub or some bean seller just because he couldn't count. He also believed what they told in class, that maths taught logical thinking, so he hoped that even without the Triforce of Wisdom, he could think on his own. Against what others thought of him.

There was also the case of English and Japanese that helped him to learn reading and writing, but those weren't much of fighting skills. So among many different subjects, he most enjoyed sports, or PE as they called it. This class exploited at least one hour of the much needed exercise, which wasn't that much, but still was. Though that wasn't the best part of it. The feelings of competition and cooperation with others were the most enjoyable things he had in a while. It reminded him of the very few moments of his previous, long lost life with the Kokiri. Which he missed and sometimes returned to in thoughts. Not only could he play with others, he could feel like a kid again and the adrenaline wasn't caused by the threat of monsters. It was nice sharing the same excitement of a game with others once again.

He was too absorbed in his thoughts to hear his classmates calling for him, or to notice a ball of amazing speed on a crash course with his head.


Maju's eyes shot open as his hands flew up to his temples. It didn't hurt at all, but a strange feeling lingered there. He looked around, trying to recognize his surroundings. He soon spotted sleeping Usaida and the other kids playing with toys.

Carefully, and using his best stealth skills, he sneaked out of the Daycare room, eyeing the kids in case they noticed him. Their game must have been engaging for them not to notice one of them going missing, he hoped. He somehow knew where he had to go.

He walked through the tall corridors until his eyes fell on a familiar silhouette. He approached them still trying to recall the correct name.

"Excuse me, could you tell me where's the infirmary?" apparently startled by his voice, the girl turned around to face whoever disturbed her, and upon seeing her face, he remembered the right name. Inomata-san, whatever could she be doing here, around the Babysitting Club. From the two times she visited the club since he got here, he knew she was rather reserved, but liked spending some free time with the kids.

Not seeing anyone in front of her, she looked down and instantly frowned, knowing he shouldn't be here on his own.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the club?" She asked suspiciously, kneeling to his level. He could see her taking him in arms and going back to the Daycare. He couldn't let that happen.

"Please, I need to go to the infirmary." He pressed on his tone trying to sound more serious than his high voice let him. She gave him an overall look, and upon seeing his determined and earnest expression, she realized there was something she didn't know about. She nodded and said:

"Follow me, then." She stood up and reached her hand out for him to take. He decided it would be unwise not to do so.

She lead him through a few hallways, each leading to a big number of classes and it made him confused as to how big this place was. She stopped in front of a white, normal looking door with a plate that was too high for him to read from that angle.

"Thank you," he said letting go of her hand and reaching for the handle to open it. She let him, but stayed where she was. As he pushed the door open, they saw quite a sight. A group of around eight people surrounded the infirmary's cot and a woman before her thirties tried to shoo them away. Since the door opened it got easier for her to get rid of them, saying she had to take care of the unconscious, but she didn't notice the invisible force that pushed on the teenagers' legs to move them out of the room. Only three of them stayed, arguing they're from his class.

Once Maju was on the chair at the bed's side, he frowned at the sight.

He didn't understand what was happening.

While the others stood still from confusion at what they were witnessing, he rummaged through the endless pouch which Link always had and fished out the item that he believed could help. No one stopped him from playing both the Song of Healing and the Song of Time. Nothing happened.

Frustrated, he turned towards the rest of the occupants of the room that still were looking at him strangely.

"Please, could someone get Zelda Heirure from class 1-A here?" Two of the teenagers left glad to be of any help, not quite questioning the fact that they had been ordered by a four year old kid.

The silence fell, but the girl soon arrived on her own, that is, being followed by a group of little kids, that, in turn, were being followed by two certain teenagers. She probably didn't even notice them, worry on her face.

"What happened?" She asked passing the doorway. Kamitani greeted Inomata while Kashima quietly reprimanded the kids for wandering on their own and not telling anyone about it. They were too joyous seeing him to listen to him.

"That wasn't normal-" the little boy tried to say, but was drowned out.

"Well," Garo, the third classmate of Link started, seeing as he was the only one left that knew what happened. Not that he actually was. "He got knocked out to the ground, but something like this happens from time to time. And it was only a volleyball, they're not that hard."

"I know," said unexpectedly Maju. "Zelda, I tried everything, but I can't- he won't wake up." He said worriedly, biting his tongue at the last moment before spilling something out. He handed her the ocarina, which caused everyone's attention to turn towards the strange instrument. They gaped at its unique design and beautiful melody that resounded through the air once Zelda brought it to her lips. Like before, nothing happened.

"It wasn't a normal hit," the kid said quietly, his little form shaking, his fingers gripping the white sheet of the cot. He couldn't explain the source of his panic. He had a strange feeling about all this... and, as he was soon to find out, was most understandable. "It felt like a hit from everywhere, but when it wasn't enough, the darkness forced me out of consciousness, though I woke up again..." he stopped mumbling his train of thoughts, leaving them to more confusion, as they weren't sure they heard right.

"What?" Zelda couldn't believe what she was hearing, for probably a different reason than the others. It couldn't be good. She looked at the item in her hands with a frown, but quickly hid it away when she heard shuffling from the bed.

The air changed. Something was happening. Something wrong. She looked up at Maju with anxiety to see him sharing the same expression. Her eyes returned to the now sitting up Link.

His face was lit up by a vicious smile and his eyes housed dangerous flames. Suddenly, as if he realized his surroundings, he laughed in a dark low tone, that wasn't his at all. But Zelda and Maju instantly jumped, recognizing it.

"Hello, Princess," staring down at the girl, Link spoke with someone else's voice, dripping in malice. "How are you on this fine day of my return?" Then his eyes found the little kid, glaring at him with utter hate and disbelief. "And look what we have here, the little hero. Think you'll defeat me this time as well? Not that you'll even find me, I should say." he sneered and, before they could react, disappeared in a puff of black magic. The blanket fell on the bed, not covering anything.

As the patient disappeared, so did any sound from the room. The time seemed frozen in place as everyone stared unbelieving at the now empty bed. He couldn't have just disappeared, it was scientifically impossible. Shocked, no one knew what just occured, except for two persons that didn't feel better knowing. They would much rather not know.

The student, that not so long ago joined their school, vanished who knows where or how. And he behaved like a completely different person, even for them that didn't know him too well. His voice didn't match him at all, too ominous and sinister. The things he spoke also were out of their imagination. Princess? Hero? What was that about? What could it all mean? No matter how much they were stunned, the strange two were even more mortified. They knew the voice, the laugh that came out of the boy. But it was this more bewildering, because they would have never thought to hear it ever again. And that terrified them. It was so impossible and bad, they were purely shocked.

The heavy silence continued as the two were thinking intently. Finally it was broken, by a high voice of a child that couldn't take it anymore.

"Just how?! Zelda, it's- impossible! We sealed him! What about the Sages?! Are the Goddesses playing with us? It's... It's impossible." the little boy was shaking, along with his voice. He was close to, if not already, panicking. The girl didn't turn her head to him, still staring at the bed, too stunned to move. Maybe if she did, she would bit her tongue and think before replying.

"No, Link," her tone was out of breath as well. "I can't believe that either. There must be explanation to everything, but this..." she trailed off and the silence returned. Their audience thought they were totally lost in their own world. Nobody knew what to say until...

"Winku*? That ain't... Winku, right?" The one to speak was Taka, with worried expression plastered to his face.

On his words the kid, they thought to be Maju, instantly turned around on the chair, his expression furious and desperate. He wasn't mad at the boy, but he was just angry and couldn't surpass that. Well, he was angry that they were here. The dark-haired boy breathed in, feeling he did bad. But he actually didn't, the trance had to be broken, no? Zelda tried to think straight.

"That's right... Maybe we should get the kids back to the Daycare Centre?" she looked at the other 'grown-ups', mainly at Ryuuichi and Hayato.

"No! We wancha know what happened!" Taka countered, as Kirin and the twins yelled in agreement.

"It's not something to be played with," Maju spoke in a death tone. "But as you wish. Only... I don't want any more witnesses than already are." Under his significant glare, the nurse closed the door to the infirmary. The uncomfortable witnesses remaining in the room consisted of the woman, Kashima, Kamitani, Inomata, Garo and the five kids. Too many for his liking.

"Are you sure?" Zelda whispered. He nodded.

"The risk is great. He already saw them, so there's no point in denying they're also in danger. And they know what they have seen, so the only thing left is an explanation. Whether to believe it or not is up to them. And if they could help... Alright, listen up." The child stood up straighter on his chair to let everyone see him.

"It's true, that I am Link. However, some time ago, due to reasons unknown to me, my body split into two forms. My soul remained one, so it warped, mostly randomly, from one to the other. While I am in one of my bodies, the other sleeps. This form in front of you, I named Maju to be able to live like that, not that it was easy. The other one was of my real self that now got 'stolen'. By our great enemy we defeated and sealed away, so he wouldn't come back. Guess it didn't work, and now he probably wants revenge." His little fists clenched as he looked down in shame. He only deduced what happened, but had no idea whatsoever.

"So... You're telling us that magic exists?" Maria questioned, clearly disbelieving. He looked at her, answer evident in his eyes. "But, how could you have two different bodies?" She was still flabbergasted at the sheer thought of it.

"I really have no idea. I might have a hunch, but that's not important now. Once, i just woke up like this." He shrugged.

"What do you mean by an enemy that you defeated and sealed away?" It was the nurse to ask. Obviously, adults were less prone to believe a child's story and focus on the important part of it. Maju, or Link, sighed.

"We come from a different land. Or you would say, a different world. The voice you heard from my older body belongs to an evil man. Long story short, he wanted to take over our kingdom, using the power gifted to us by our Goddesses, but we stopped him beforehand. Seven Sages sealed him in the Sacred Realm, a place from where he couldn't have escaped. He is dangerous, so we cannot let him roam free in this world either." He breathed deeply, trying to calm his nerves. Zelda looked as if she wanted to ask him something, but stopped herself.

"What did he mean by a Pwinchessh?" Kirin was eager to know.

"And a Hewo?" Takuma added. Zelda, noticing Maju's look, took it as her cue to explain.

"As, well, Link said, we hail from a world that is ruled by a king. Destiny wanted me to be his daughter, which makes me the mentioned Princess." She looked down in embarrassment as several gasps escaped their throats. She tried to take their attention off herself. "However, Link was the one destined to save our land, this marking him as the hero. And i should say, he did his job well." Zelda grinned while the kid tried to not look as flustered as he felt. The little children's eyes fell on him admiringly.

"No big deal, really." He said quietly, averting their looks.

"What do we call you now?" he looked up at Ryuuichi. He wasn't surprised that he was the one to ask the question, after all, he knew both of his forms pretty much the same. Goddesses, why even were the two here? He sure hoped they would never remember what happened then...

"Whatever you like. I was called so many different things, anything is fine for me by now." he shrugged with a mask of indifference, at what even Zelda frowned.

The silence that followed, assured him that they were still processing the information. Which gave him some time for his idea...

"As there's no more questions for now, Zelda, will you please give me the Ocarina?" she looked at him horrified.

"No, Link. You shouldn't," she tried to reason with him.

"I know it didn't work before, but I need one last chance! I know it will help..." he was desparate, wanting to try something that might destroy him. Zelda couldn't believe it, he was mad. He... depended on the magic of the ocarina too much, she realized.

"No, it won't. It's not something changeable so easily." She couldn't let him, for his own sake. "Even the time itself won't help. Link, I'm really sorry for this all..."

"Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault." he put his hand on her shoulder.

"I just feel so... useless," she admitted on what he frowned.

"You're not. You're really helping me out." He tried to assure her with a slight smile. Then he looked serious again. "If you don't want me to do it, then you try." She looked at her hands folded on her lap.

"There's no point in me playing it," she muttered and sighed. She couldn't believe herself as she pulled the ocarina out of her pocket. "Don't do anything stupid." She handed it to him, defeated. He immediately put it up to his lips and played the melody she taught him years ago.

For others, who were still watching curiously, nothing seemed to have changed, but to her horror Zelda could see that his whole small body started shaking almost invisibly. It seemed as if he suddenly got a seizure, but as it started unexpectedly, it stopped just as quickly, causing his unconscious body to slide in the chair he was standing on. She caught him quickly before he fell to the floor as well as the ocarina that almost slipped out of his hand and placed it on the bed beside. She shook him lightly, trying to stop the tears from coming.

"Link?" She wanted to wake him up, dreading that her decision was the wrong one. But he wasn't sleeping. He suddenly shot up, nearly hitting their heads, but only nearly. He looked around with uneasy look, but sighed in relief. "Link?" she asked again, now catching his attention.

"The Goddess... She said she leaves it to me. With some help that is on its way." he breathed as if he just ran.

"Help? Did she say what it'll be?" she asked, realising he had contacted the Goddess of Time.

"No, but... That means she doesn't intend to help. Isn't it unfair of her?" his voice turned angry.

"You can't blame them, Link. I'm sure there is a reason behind it all." she sighed. At least they knew something, which wasn't much, but something nonetheless. Shame Link couldn't appreciate it.

"I'm DONE!" They turned around startled to see Garo, one of Link's classmates, opening the door furiously. He tried to mask his fright. "This shit is crazy! Disappearing bodies! Goddesses communicating through music! I don't know what the hell just happened, or what you guys are involved into, but I don't want to be any part of this! I'm out! And sure, no one will believe me if I told them, but don't count on my help. I have so many problems on my own. Bye!" He stormed out of the infirmary, slamming the door shut and leaving everyone else in quite a stupor. Link only wished the others did too, so they wouldn't get involved, but they didn't seem too deterred. If the kids at least weren't here... He could see the others thinking carefully what happened and how to approach the situation they were in.

Inomata Maria didn't expect this. She wouldn't have imagined that showing a little child to the infirmary would result in her learning about the existence of magic and all the things impossible. After all, she was a pretty rationalistic person that believed in bare facts. Now it was taking an upsidedown turn, confirming everything she denied. She didn't know how to solve this situation either, probably because she didn't have all the odds. She felt pity for those involved, as it looked that they were in a world of trouble, and maybe staying rooted to the spot would cause someone to ask for her help. She didn't mind helping.

Kashima Ryuuichi had a really bad feeling about this. He wanted to take the children out of here for their own safety, but one of the said kids was the one in trouble. He couldn't just leave a kid, or any other person, in trouble, no matter what it was. Also, the other children wouldn't want to leave one of their own as they were already a pack, so they would most likely want to stay with Maju. There was no way he could force them out. But at the same time, though, he had this really bad feeling that getting involved would result in seeing something he didn't want the kids to see. How was he supposed to find a solution from a situation like this?

Kamitani Hayato didn't like it one bit. He knew there was something fishy about this kid, but who would have thought! How could he be so stupid not to notice that? There were so many similarities between the two, it seemed almost unthinkable he hadn't gotten it together. Little did he know though, it wasn't the matter of stupidity- in their world, the idea of a soul trapped between two forms was impossible, so of course a thought like that would never cross his mind, unless he witnessed it just like now. This indeed called for the possibility of them being from a different world and making improbable things possible. And it turned out to be a rather dangerous situation. He felt that he had to take the kids and Ryuuichi out of here before something even worse happened. He was sure something was going to happen, but didn't know what yet. But at the same time he knew that the good nature of his red-headed friend would not let them get away from some other world's problems. Damn that kid.

The nurse was staring at the little blond boy as if he would disappear as soon as she took her eyes off him. She was the only adult in the room causing her to take the responsibility upon herself. Maybe later she could ask questions when they would be less shocked and more thinking clearly. Because she still couldn't believe what just happened before her, but there was no way it was staged or acted. Not from the way they reacted- there was no way someone could make a little child act so convincingly if it wasn't true. No matter how unbelievable, she had to accept that it really did happened. Taking everything into consideration, they had to be telling the truth. Especially the kid, going by their words, he was a teenager locked in a kid's body. He needed help. She had a slight idea, but what would it do...?

She was the first to move after that teenager's outburst as she made her way towards the little boy, setting herself in front of him on the edge of the cot.

"I may not fully know the gravity of your situation yet, but I will not allow you to do what you will on your own. I see that the man we've come to meet is dangerous, that is why I cannot let you face him alone. I will not report this situation to the Chairman yet, not to cause panic, but in return I demand that I will be included in your affairs. I understand you don't want people involved, but I want to help you. However this situation is unheard-of, and I still don't know how I feel about it, I'm with you."

"That is really nice of you." She looked to Zelda, who was smiling at her gratefully. "Your help will be appreciated." She nodded at the girl then turned back to the child.

"Will you allow me to help you?" He was staring at her, milions of thoughts flashing through his eyes. He nodded slowly.

"Thank you." She smiled at him and put a hand on his shoulder. She then stood up and turned to the rest.

"Alright, you lot." She clasped her hands. "I imagine there are a lot of questions on your minds, but how about we put them in order first and then come back to asking them? I offer meeting again tomorrow at lunch, so if you'll still want to be involved, see you then. And please, keep what happened here to yourselves for now. We don't want to cause troubles for others. It'll be our secret." She winked to the group of children motivating them to do as she told. They nodded excitedly at having a secret to keep. "Let's rest for now, and if you need, I'll excuse you from your classes. Class dismissed." She finished turning to the three teenagers, returning them to reality. Thanks to her usage of words, she let them feel much more at ease, reminding them of something familiar. They almost forgot about the whole situation.

"We-We're sorry for the kids causing trouble." Kashima bowed flustered, remembering that he was supposed to take care of the kids, get them out of here, and they should probably eat something now. "Let's go back and eat something, everyone!" he spoke to them, voice encouraging. The children cheered, seemingly forgetting about everything else, and rushed through the door he kept open for them. Kamitani shot one last glance at the ones in the room and followed them.

"I- I have to go to classes!" Inomata exclaimed scared she might be late.

"You don't have to. You could take a break too if you want." The nurse smiled at her. The girl seemed to decide on something then bowed deeply.

"Thank you! Please, take care of him!" and she rushed out in a frantic hurry, trying to hide her red face and heading in the same direction the group before her took. She was going to skip classes!

"Thank you very much, Kyoukyuu-san**!" Zelda bowed her head addressing the woman. She sat again on the cot and turned to them.

"It's nothing. Do you guys need anything? I don't really know how I can help you, but you can just ask." Link looked at her in thought. She really reminded him of someone else. The red hair's lenght was the same, and the gentle face. Her mannerisms were also too familiar to be of a coincidence.

"It's alright." He spoke quietly. "We can't do too much now either. We were trying to do something since we got here, but without any progress and now this. We're rather powerless here. The only thing we can do is wait for this so called help. I have no idea how I can face him in this... state." He gestured to himself and hung down his head. Zelda almost gasped in shock, not believing what she was hearing. He was, and looked, so defeated! The only person that would go forward against all odds, always believing everything would turn out just fine, now looked as if he completely gave up! She couldn't let him have such attitude.

"Link, don't ever say such things." Her voice was so hard he looked up at her in surprise. "No matter what you're thinking, the help IS coming, which means there IS still a chance to turn everything back! Even without the Song of Time! You'll overcome every obstacle, because you are you, so you can do it, and I believe in you. Isn't that enough? Who needs some impossible song that doesn't work? We can do it, because we'll be together." She pulled him closer and hugged him tightly. "The world isn't in trouble yet. We can take on Ganondorf who doesn't know how to use his new body. I doubt he's even strong at all, since he needed a body to come back and not just came back by himself." Link stayed silent for a moment then sniffled a little.

"I guess you're right. The Great King of Evil... he must really love being in my body right now." He pulled back, grinning slightly. Zelda chuckled at the thought.

"Such shame!" She exclaimed with a faked horror. Then smiled again. "Don't worry, we'll get him for that." She was glad to have him back. She then remembered and turned apologitecally to the nurse. "Sorry."

"That's alright." She waved it off. "If you don't mind, I would love to hear about your world, what do you say?"

"It's fine." Zelda smiled and took a breath, thinking of how to start. "Hyrule is a beautiful kingdom with a lot of different, and strange for you, races. But we don't have such advanced technology like you..." she continued, completely fascinating the woman with the story she told. Link would add in his observations whenever he noticed she didn't know what else to say.

That's how they spent the next period, after which they left for home with slightly lifted spirits. Link was finally brave enough to hope that tomorrow might bring something good.


Welcome back!:D

so, you guys want to know the meanings of the 'starred' names?xP

*Winku- when you've read that, you probably thought "WTH?!" xD let me tell you what- Japanese would say Link's name as "Rinku" and since the one to say it is a little kid that still can't say R properly, Winku it is xD i thought of not including it, because it's too silly for the situation, but i can't make the kids not kid-like, right?:)

**Kyoukyuu-san- funny thing is, i developed the nurse's character only last week!:o i was just thinking that her character was way too bland, if i could change it, and that they could've done so many funny situations in the infirmary, but no! i actually reread the whole manga again only to see that she appeared on around three pictures! such a waste of a character x/ but that's better for me, no?:P Now i can do what i want with her, so i slightly changed her looks to fit how i want, and if you have a problem with that, i can always say it's a substitute nurse xD heh:D anyways, the surname means "supply" or *cough*stock*cough* (i wonder, what's her name?:P) have fun figuring out, who she's a reference to!

you're probably also wondering about what Link said about his name, yeah? well, if you think about how many different things he was called on his adventures: from 'fairyless'/'non-fairy', to Grasshopper/fairy-boy to the Hero, to a Deku/Mikau/Darmani, and so on, he doesn't really care about what others call him anymore... sure, he likes his name, but if others want to call him differently, let them:) (and who knows, maybe it's a reference to something else as well?xD (points for you if you can guess what i might have on mind:P))

and some, um, trivia(?) for you- if you are wondering about why i made Link good with numbers but bad with names, think of the games!:D he can not only keep track of every single rupee he has, but also of all the collectibles, such as gold Skulltullas (or treasures if you want a different game example:D), so you can't tell me he's bad with numbers, his brain is a computer!:o as for names, think of the population in Hyrule, or at least in Kokiri- Link never had to remember many names, so it's new to him, especially taking track of people he had never met? his brain didn't develop in this direction:P haha, ok, i won't bother you with my genius anymore, other things are for you to figure out xD

also, this story turns out to be pretty short, just few more chapters to go o.O sorry for getting your hopes up for a long and epic adventure^^" i can't really write things that i don't find necessary:/

in case of any other questions, please, order them around and we'll discuss them 'tomorrow', it's all for now:) thank you for reading (i really wouldn't be mad if you told me what you thought:)) and hopefully you'll see me soon, take care!^^

any guesses what the help's gonna be like?:3

(ehh, i couldn't have made the AN any longer, could i?^^")