I'm back! Mwahaha!

Pit: Crazy lady! –hides face with wings-

Marth: Tell me about it! I thought I'd get more lines than the last chapter!

Link: I'm a braggart. –sigh-

It's okay, Link! It was just to get the story rolling…I know you're a wonderful hero and stuff…

Link: I know…-beams proudly-

Young Link: I got chocolate milk!

Don't we know it. Okay, I shall not keep you any longer! This chapter will include some ZeLink fluff stuff, because we need a break from Pit.

Pit: But I'm the main character!

Learn to share.

Pit:…

Chapter Four

Zelda sat on her balcony, gazing at the soft treetops and rolling hills, bathed in a blue light from the night and the wan white moon. A breeze tickled her cheek and she couldn't help but smile.

The Hero of Time stood next to her, looking out at the peaceful scenery as well. He had joined Zelda when Young Link fell asleep after drinking his milk, and he helped her carry his younger self to his room, then the two went upstairs to their floor.

"The tournament begins in two days," Zelda sighed, breaking the comfortable silence.

"I know I'm excited," Link replied, gripping the balustrade tightly.

"Me too," Zelda answered.

They were silent once again. Finally Zelda spoke.

"I'm worried about you."

"Me?"

"I watched you fight Pit today," Zelda said, her voice wavering slightly. "He was good. Too good. He'd wipe you out the first chance he gets."

"You've seen him. You know he's not a evil person. And I can't die; it's impossible in this tournament. Also, Dr. Mario can help me if anything happens," Link reassured.

"But I don't want anything to happen. I know you can't die, but I still can't help getting that feeling of losing you," Zelda wrapped her arms around Link.

"Me neither," Link replied.

"You really think I'm that bad a fighter?" Zelda laughed. "Trust me, I learned a few new tricks. I've almost mastered the spell where I can control a person at my will."

"Interesting," Link said.

Zelda sighed again, her smile fading. "Pit…he seems invincible."

"But he isn't. He has his flaws, Zelda; he isn't perfect."

"What if he hurts you?"

"Weren't you watching tonight? He was simply defending himself; he didn't need to fight. His defensive moves were just like an attack," Link grinned. "I like his fighting style."

"I'm still scared."

"Pit isn't the kind of person who would hurt someone, and you know it."

"I suppose."

Zelda rested her head on Link's chest, growing tired. "I don't want the tournament to end."

"Hmm?" Link said, currently enjoying the feeling of holding Zelda.

"Because…I'll have to go back to the palace and you'll…you'll go back to being a…commoner. I'll barely see you, and you know Father won't let me get married to anyone who isn't of Royal Blood."

"I know. Stop reminding me," Link sighed despondently, the feeling of being content gone.

"I'm sorry. I just can't bear it."

"We're lucky Master Hand doesn't send us back until the whole tournament is over, so we get to see the winner," reminded Link.

"True."

They held each other in silence. A small clock in Zelda's room struck eleven, and she pulled away.

"We need our rest. I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Of course," Link grinned back at the princess.

He gave her a light kiss on the cheek and left quietly. Zelda sighed dreamily and continued to gaze out at the night.

I don't want to go back to Hyrule…

Wow. Short chapter.

Pit: Not really. Hey, but at least I was mentioned!

This was for Link and Zelda.

Pit: I know, I know. Now hurry up and write the next chapter so I can be in it again.

Alright. –rolls eyes-