Dis: not mine

A/N: hopefully this has enough narrative for the reviewers that said I needed more.

Ch5 Kakariko Village and Nightmares

They made it to Kakariko Village about half an hour before sunset. Likely they would have had more time to look around if Deanna hadn't had to stop on three separate occasions. Once to retie the red bandana in her so it wouldn't whip in face, then twice to walk for a few minutes, because she wasn't accustomed to riding.

Link dismounted just yards shy of the village gate.

"Do you want help getting down?" Link inquired politely.

"Yes I guess sitting side saddle would be easier for you to help me." Deanna said hooking her left leg on the saddle horn as she spoke.

Link hooked his fingers into her belt to maintain his hold on her as she shifted her weight from Epona to him. The moment her burgundy boots touched the ground his hands slipped from her waist.

"You can let go of me now."

"Just as soon as I get this." She said taking Link's Kokiri hat, and putting it on as she skipped out of his reach.

Muttering to himself about acting like an idiot Link gave chase, catching her a few yards beyond the gate.

"Do you want your hat back?" She asked reaching up for it.

"Weren't your eyes blue a minute ago?" He asked looking down at her.

"Maybe they ch—" Her answer was cut off by Link kissing her.

"Your highness, what are you doing?" The very confused gate guard asked.

Looking at the guard Link realized that Deanna's jeans and sleeveless shirt along with angle at which they were standing hid the fact the she was a girl.

"Uh I was just getting my hat back from her." He said with a rather sheepish and apologetic smile.

Deanna looked at Link, took his hat off her russet hair, and smooshed it on his head. That done she turned on her heal and entered Kakariko Village.

"Deanna, wait up."

"As you wish your Highness." She said turning toward him with an overdramatic curtsey.

"Why are you mad at me?"

"You kissed me you jerk!"

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to know something." He said turning her in his arms to face him.

"And what your Highness would that be?" She asked trying to pull herself free.

Looking into stormy gray eyes he answered her. "I wanted to if a real kiss was better than one in a dream."

"Well you should have asked first." Deanna turned her head to the side to avoid the concern in his eyes.

"All right I will. What were you going to say when I interrupted you?" Link asked changing his hold from her shoulders to a grip on her hands.

"I was going say that my eyes change color depending on my mood mostly. Why" She asked even though she fairly certain of the answer.

"They were blue when you took my hat, a pale translucent green just before I kissed you, and now they're a sort of dark blue-gray." Even as Link said that last bit her eyes changed to a lighter gray-green. (A/N: Deanna's eye color is based on mine. Yeah I know very weird.)

"Don't you think we should get to wherever it is you have in mind for us to stay the night at?" She said changing subject away from eyes or kisses. She was much more annoyed with herself than Link about that kiss anyway.

"Yeah, there's a clothing shop next to inn. We can stop there first, if they're still open." He said letting go of her right hand and turning in direction of the inn. Epona followed the two like an ever faithful companion.

"250 rupees." He said looking from the pack by the dresser to the slashed sleeve tunic draped on the chair in the middle of the room.

"Well you are the one who insisted on buying it." She said that knowing she wanted the shirt more than any of the clothes in the pack.

"Oh well I guess we should get some sleep then. Tomorrow promises to be a very long day." Link said turning down the wick on the lamp on the table.

"G'night Link." Deanna mumbled as she snuggled into blanket, falling into a deep yet very troubled sleep.

"How do you like my home, girl?"

"Not so much, Ganondork." Deanna said taking in her surroundings.

She stood in the middle of an elaborately decorated throne room. Ganondorf sat on a large stone chair at the far end of room from the direction she was looking at. It was as she was looking at anything but Ganon that Deanna found at her right hip a sword. Pulling it free of the scabbard she moved toward the evil that dared to invade her dreams.

Link was awakened by a strange and incandescent light. At first his sleep clouded mind thought that Deanna had turned the lamp up to read his journal, however when he looked at it the lamp seemed to have burned itself out. Sitting up he found that it was actually the glyph on her hand giving off the incandescent glow.

"Deanna what's going on?" He asked his voice still sleep roughened, scratching his head trying to wake himself.

"Do you think mispronouncing my name or waving that toy around would anger me?" Ganon's posture showed him to be more amused than anything else as he sat there.

"This blade is made of the same magics that sealed you here, so it is hardly a toy." The words were not her own but she knew that they true. She shifted the blade to a low menacing angle in her left hand.

"It may be made of the magic but the Master Sword it is not." Even though he said it with the same superior slightly amused tone his eyes never left the blade.

"Ganon!" Deanna cried trapped within her sleep.

"Deanna! Deanna, wake up! You're having a nightmare." Link half yelled as he moved around the table in the center of the room to her cot.

Seeing that she hadn't woken at his call, Link sat on the edge of the cot, and took her left hand in his own. He held it against his heart hoping that she would be able to sense his wish to help.

"Ganon!" She cried as she made an arcing lunge at him.

Deanna's attack was somewhat ill timed. She only managed to score a deep gouge in the back of the Gerudo's throne.

"Impressive girl. You've killed my throne." The condescending smirk in his tone only managed to irritate her.

She spun on her heel her sword held defensively before her. That extra bit of wariness was all that saved her from losing more than a gold button from her shirt.

"Most impressive, perhaps you truly are worthy of their hope." Ganon raised his own blade and then scene before her faded into a dreamless sleep.

"Worthy of whose hope?" Deanna muttered to herself as she woke.

A/N: hope all of scene breaks between Deanna's nightmare and what Link's doing in the room wasn't too confusing. also please R&R wordy reviews are best; things that resemble flames will be used to reheat leftovers. Chap 6 will be awhile it's not written yet. -.-'