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The Horrible Truth

Archery was quite amusing. Not only did we do archery, but we also fenced a bit. Not that I was any good, but Vlad was easy on me. A few times he had me pinned against the wall and even on the ground—not that I was complaining. Impa and Sheik watched with amusement at our play.

For Archery, we had a contest. He was indeed very good, although he lacked proper form. He obviously taught himself how to fire an arrow, due to lack of form. But I showed him how I did it and he insisted I taught him. I did learn from the expert, Gilda; Impa and Manna's Sheikah friend.

"Like this?" he asked grinning as he posed. I giggled and shook my head.

"Not quite. Here." I stepped behind him and moved his arms around a bit until it looked like how I did it. I nodded and he fired the arrow; directly into the bullseye.

"I like your form." He grinned.

"Thank you." I curtsied. "Now I think its only fair that you teach me how to stand in Fencing."

He nodded and winked. "As you wish."

We picked up were we left off with fencing. Before we started, though, he moved my body around to how he stood. I didn't mind him touching me at all. Infact, he could touch me anywhere and I wouldn't mind. He hugged me from behind when placing my arms correctly and inhaled his scent. He smelled different to how Sheik smelled. Vlad had a deep musk scent, which I inhaled greedily. Thank the gods Impa bathed me in smelly stuff.

So yeah, pretty fun morning with Vlad.

At lunch, though, we had to part ways. He did eat with us though, which was good. Just Impa, Sheik, Vlad and I. I wouldn't have it any other way.

"At least now we know I'm not utterly terrible at dancing like we all thought I was." I grinned, taking a sip of some wine. It had a nice taste to it. I picked a slice of cheese off a platter with a toothpick and popped it in my mouth.

"No. Now your only slightly terrible." Sheik mused, sipping his wine and looking out at the field. We had ridden to a nice shady tree out on Hyrule Field to eat.

I scowled at him but then stopped. At least he was talking to me.

"If I recall, you can't dance either." Impa grinned, glancing slyly at her younger brother. He frowned.

"Sheikah males don't dance."

"Still, you're in the same boat as me."

"That's not true, Sheik," Vlad grinned. He was lying on his side, his arm holding his head up. He bit a grape from a loose branch of grapevine. "I've heard from the women in the valley you're quite a good horizontal dancer."

"Huh?" I asked confused, looking at the two smirking males. Sheik hid his smirk with his glass and Impa rolled her eyes, muttering something about teenage boys.

"They have good taste." Sheik toasted before sipping.

I looked at Impa, wanting answers. "Sheik fancies Gerudo women."

"Horizontal dancing is another saying for sleeping around." Added Vlad.

Suddenly, my whole world crashed around me.

How could I be so blind? No wonder he was eyeing Nabooru! No wonder he was staring at interest at that mask! I had no chance at all!

I had been learning the wrong transformation technique the whole time!

I paced my room angrily. Impa, Sheik and Vlad had left to go see father. Apparently he was ill or something. We still hadn't gotten over our tiff, but I was in far deeper shit right now.

The man of my dreams liked women the complete opposite of me.

He liked tanned girls. I was snow white. They had red, flaming hair. Mine was…I DON'T KNOW! They were sexy and seductive and could fight. They were saucy and sassy and thieves. There was nothing sexy, seductive, saucy or sassy about me. The most defiant thing I've done is swearing and sneaking out!

I fell onto my bed in ruin.

Why did life suck so much?

"Zelda?"

I sat staring out at the sky, hoping to just drown in its endlessness. Perhaps then I could meet someone who liked me for who I am. Why couldn't I obsess more over Vlad? He seemed to like me enough. I hope. Or maybe I'm just kidding myself with that as well.

"Zelda?"

It just infuriated me. I thought Sheik was a virgin! I was hoping we'd wait for each other and be each other's firsts, as romantic and gay as that sounds, I wish it were so. But no. Sheik is a common man whore.

Snap!

"Ouch dammit!" I cursed, glaring coldly at Impa who held a ruler in her hands. Where the hell did she get those things?

"You weren't listening." She complained. "I thought you wanted to know how to use a Deku nut?"

"I did…" I murmured. "Now I want to learn how to be sexy, sassy, a thief and a slut."

Impa stared at me dumbfound. "This has something to do with today, doesn't it?"

"No." I whimpered.

"Aw, Zellie!" Impa cooed, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and hugging me close. She rested her cheek on the top of my head. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I asked stupidly. How can she be sorry for her brother's sluttiness?

"I shouldn't have told you that. I wasn't thinking straight!" She groaned. "Ugh, how could I be so insensitive?"

"Don't be silly." I scolded her. "This isn't your fault. But until I get over him, I won't be happy with anyone else."

Impa rubbed her cheek against my hair. It soothed me and made me feel loved. Something of which I absolutely did not feel right now. "Wanna throw some Deku nuts?"

I smiled. "I'll try to imagine his head."

Dinner, I did not even glance at Sheik.

Worry soon overcame me, as father did not join us for dinner. I would visit him after the meal, but Vlad asked me for my company. Hopefully he could make me forget Sheik, if you catch my drift.

The game of footsies ensued. I was winning, only I'm sure it was because Vlad didn't want to break my leg with his Iron Boots. They would leave a nasty bruise, that's for sure.

Impa hardly ate. Manna and Gilda joined us, also not eating much. That was bad, because father always gave the Sheikah warriors extra, saying they needed the extra strength.

By the way they were eating, they wouldn't be getting much strength tomorrow.

So everyone ate in silence. I didn't know what was wrong with father exactly. I heard rumours of headaches, dizziness, hallucinations, vomiting. I heard that it was a plague-type thing, but it wasn't affecting anyone else. From what I heard, it sounded like he just had a bad fever.

After dinner Vlad led me to the Royal Gardens. No one apart from Father, Sheik, Impa, Manna, Gilda, Vlad and I were allowed to enter. The only reason Vlad got in because he was a possible candidate for me to marry. I didn't want to think of marriage right now. The thought turned me off. Majorly.

We walked for a while. Vlad held my dainty hand in his large one. We weren't exactly talking, instead just enjoying the scenery. Crickets were chirping and glowworms were glowing. There was a small island in the middle of the pond and Vlad took one easy jump to reach it. He grinned at me.

Get fucked. I ain't jumping that!

"Jump, and I'll catch you." He urged leaning forward with his hands outstretched for me. I looked at him nervously.

"Um, Vlad, I don't think I can make it."

"Tear your dress a little if you have to," he grinned. "Saves me from tearing it later."

I knew that was a joke and I giggled. "In that case, why don't I just take it off?"

"You're choice," he answered. I could hardly see him through the dark, if it weren't for the jewelled crown above his head. "I'm not complaining."

I laughed and hitched my dress up to just above my knees. "Fine, but get ready to catch me, you hear?"

I heard his chuckled response. "Okay. Make sure you don't land on the—"

I jumped before he finished and slipped on the muddy bank. I squealed loudly as I fell back. Vlad reached out to save me from falling but resulted in going down as well. We both landed in the pond.

We were together, soaked to the bone, sitting in the knee length water. He emerged his face from the water and I swear I saw something strange. Like a flicker of something. A small purple flash occurred as he turned his head away from me. He turned to face me again. Everything was normal.

"Erm, well, now we're both wet." I said simply, ignoring what I saw seconds before.

"Sorry, Princess." He sighed. "I tried to tell you, but—"

"But I just had to jump." I grinned. "Its okay. The water feels, kinda nice. Warm."

"You didn't pee, did you?" he asked, and then broke out into laughter. I blushed madly and splashed him with water.

"You'd accuse me of something like that!"

"I was joking." He continued to laugh. I joined him as well. We were met with silence once the joke died down.

After two minutes, I spoke up.

"Are we going to get out?"

"Are you in a hurry?" he asked, turning to me. I saw his cute smirk plastered on his face. "Because I kind of like the way that dress is sticking to you."

His face was dangerously close to mine as he said that. My eyes locked onto his and the blush crept onto my face. "I thought you wanted it off?" I asked almost breathlessly.

"I was getting to that." He whispered.

I was leaning back on my hands as we were speaking and I found myself buckling. My heart was beating faster and my lips were getting wet. Or maybe they were already wet. Whatever.

His warm breath felt good on my lips as he leaned closer and claimed my mouth with his.

My first kiss.

And it felt so good. His lips were soft and gentle when moving against my own. At first I didn't know what to do, but found the rhythm. There was really nothing too kissing. Pretty simple.

Then it got heated.

He wrapped one arm around my hips and pressed me into him. He was above me, supporting us both with his other arm. I was half emersed in the water while we were kissing, but it didn't bother me. I wrapped both arms around his neck and raked my hand through his blonde spikes—

Woah. Hang on. Blonde?

There was a quiet rustle in the bush. I just passed it off as a critter. But why was I imagining—?

"Sheik…" I moaned as we broke away panting.

Shit.

I did not just say that.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I stared up at Vlad with sad eyes.

"Oh my gosh," I whispered. "I'm so sorry. I was thinking about today and how Sheik pissed me off—"

He got off me and we both sat up, my hair feeling heavier having been drenched. Vlad stared into the night and I stared into the water.

"Its okay," he answered truthfully, smiling at me. I stared at him confused. The rustling was back, but I still didn't care.

"No its not," I replied, still breathless from the kiss that I always imagined to have shared with Sheik. "I should've told you I was already in love."

"I already assumed you were." Vlad grinned. Still, I was confused as fuck.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Not to him, but to me it is," he mused. We looked away separately again. I feel so stupid right now. "But I'm in love already as well."

"Really?" I asked. When the hell was he going to tell me that? "Then why are you…?"

"Because being a prince, I cannot marry her. Just as I assume you can't marry him, because he's not of royalty."

"Yeah…" I murmured. "I get the feeling he isn't into me anyway."

"Don't give up hope." He smiled. He got up and offered me a hand, the water sloshing down our bodies as we moved. "Come now, you're going to catch a cold."

Why does everyone think that if I stay in water I'm going to catch colds?

Sorry if there are any spelling/grammatical errors, I kinda just skimmed through it! Hope you guys liked it!