Darunia threw his drumsticks down on the ground and shoved a finger at the double sided glass seperating him from his bandmates. "I'm done, I am done, Link. You're being too anual and I'm getting frustrated."

Saria dropped her head against the panel where LOZ's vocalist was mixing together the tracks deemed suitable together with the rest of the song that had been recorded... which wasn't much. Link frowned and massaged his temples. "Alright, man... alright." Darunia came around and the males regarded each other like rams ready to butt heads. After several moments, Link swivled his chair around and raised his hands in surrender. "I'm sorry, okay? I'm frustrated... the words aren't coming for the next track, the next tour needs to be scheduled, Mom and Sandra are on my case about visiting, and-"

"You need to get laid." Darunia smirked, sat in the floor, and leaned his head back onto his girlfriend's lap. "Go talk to Zelda." He grinned. "Maybe she can help."

Unbeknownst to the Goron, Link and Saria winced but neither let an akwardness settle. Saria sighed and looked up at Link. "Maybe... maybe the band should take a break... a vacation. Just for... a few months."

Link frowned.

Darunia glared at his friend. "Hey, now, this is our dream too, man. We're not going to let it go but... but we need a break..." The Goron looked into his lover's face and something unspoken was said between them. Darunia sighed. "Link, man, me and Saria have...we've been trying to get pregnant."

Saria blushed. "You've kinda been a cock block."

For a moment Link was speechless... for a moment and nothing more. A smile spread across his face and he laughed. "Alright, then. Fine! We'll take a break so you two can screw like the little rabbits you are."

"And so you can get some you-"

"Babe, shut up." Saria rolled her eyes and then fixed them on Link. "Really though. She's finished moving in today... plus, a little birdie says that she's missed you."

"It's only been a week."

"Link, its been more like three."

"Bye, guys! Bye, girlies! Love you!" Zelda waved good-bye to Shiek, her nieces, and Cremina as they pulled from her driveway for they had come to see how far along she had gotten...she had bought herself a home, finally. It had two stories, a full basement, four bedrooms, an office, two bathrooms, a full kitchen, and even a garage! To all of their surprise, she was done.

She had went out and bought brand new furniture for every room over the last month while unloading what valuables she had from, her apartment, her trip, as well her mother's house.

Her mother, Sandra, and Evelyn had finally moved into together and were as happy as a couple could get. They were thinking of getting married and Zelda fully endorsed it for she had not seen her mother so happy since her father's affair.

It was no longer weird for Zelda to see Evelyn kiss her mother or vice versa, in fact, the young woman found it almost comforting that the two women who loved her as a daughter were together. Zelda knew that family would never falter and was ready to have Evelyn part of hers.

The two ladies had been key in helping unpack though she had spent the last two weeks finishing by herself. The recordings of the guitar for the new song had been done in her mini studio though she promised to return to the main studio as soon as possible to clean them up.

That is until a break was commenced.

Zelda hadn't gotten the news until just before Shiek left and she was pretty happy about it because she was hoping to have Odette and Romani stay over with her more. She loved her nieces and they her so it was a mad house when the girls came over.

The twenty-four year old walked into her kitchen that was decorated with marble countertops, tiled floor, and a vintage looking fridge. Her violet eyes stared at the last box that she had to unpack and sighed. Her fingers slipped around the cardboard and went to lift but stopped when the doorbell rang...twice, three times, then continued. Zelda frowned, annoyed, and cried. "I'M COMING!"

The bell stopped for a moment then started, again, in a frenzied fashion.

Zelda ran to the door, sliding on her socks, and swung it open to scream at the person who was annoying her to death. "The fuck is wrong wi- Link." She gasped. "Whoa, hey."

"I brought you a house warming gift." His charming smile lit up his face and he slipped passed Zelda's body then shut the door with a large, black object hidden behind his back.

Zelda rose an eye brow, intrigued. "Oh?" She gave him a dry look. "If it's another blender than no t-" A leather bound guitar case with her name written in gold was thrust into Zelda's hands. Her eyes grew wide and her rosey lips dropped open. "Link?"

"Open it." He smiled and glanced around her Living Room which was a calm green color with a turqouise love seat, couch, recliner, and a bright white coffee table. Pictures were standing on the mantel that held a picture of Link and Zelda beaming on the dock of the Lake from Junior Year of High School, both were in swimwear while he held her in his arms, another had a picture of her Mother's Wedding day... her father was surprisingly unmarked, Evelyn and Sandra, then there was Saria and Darunia. Looking to the left and right one would also find Shiek and Cremina to one side and pictures of the girls. Link felt a nostalgic smile paint itself across his lips as he llfted the image of him and Zelda off the mantel. "Wow..." He whispered. "How are you-"

A gasp came from Zelda's lips and when he turned he saw that she was sitting on the floor with the guitar he had bought her. It was black around the edges but it faded into a lovely shade of dark blue, The Legend of Zelda was written up the neck, and a Triforce was engraved just below the fret board. "It's beautiful."

"It had to be." Link smirked, putting the picture back. "It was for you."

The guitarist played a few measures of "Fur Elise" before she laid it down in its case. "Do I even want to ask how much it cost you?" She stood and hugged him, tightly, with a grin then went to pick the case up when...

Fingertips grazed the back of her neck and trailed up, slowly, before they pulled her ponytail out. "No." His fingers massaged her scalp and help turn Zelda to face him.

Zelda looked up at him and felt breathless for a moment. Their eyes met and her hand pressed against his chest when he stepped forward. "Link..." She breathed his name, eyes fluttering close, and felt the heat of his mouth brush her own.

One hand was placed on the small of her back while the other cradled the back of her golden head. Link pressed a tentive kiss to those pink lips and felt a shock run through him to the soles of his feet, it was slow, and he savored it for a moment before he pulled away lightly. "That's how I've always wanted to kiss you."

Zelda leaned back onto her heels, having to stand on her tiptoes to kiss him, and bit her bottom lip, blushing. "I would say something witty but nothing is coming to mind."

He laughed and took a step away, a cool breeze seperating their bodies, then sat down on the arm of her couch. "Don't worry, you can always fill something in later."

She smiled, snapped the case shut, and lifted the guitar case. "Want a drink?"

"Puh-leeeze." He grinned, following her into her kitchen where she placed her present next to the stove. "Your house looks great."

"Thanks." Zelda beamed, throwing him a soda. "Saria gave me a few ideas about how it should look but I more or less winged it." She pointed to the bright neon pink dining table. "Like?"

"Oh, yeah." He laughed, cracking the cap of his drink open and taking a gulp from it. "So, Shiek said you made the girls a stay over room." He spun a chair that matched Zelda's odd table around and sat in it.

"I did." She sat across from her friend and burped causing Link to laugh. "I seperated their spaces-What am I saying? Do you want to look?"

Link nodded, shaking his head with a lopsided smile. "I was kinda hoping I'd get a personal tour."

The bathrooms had a very beach-like feel to them and even had tanks in the wall were Zelda intended to put hermit crabs or tropical fish. There was a guest bedroom which Link dubbed the Sun Song room for it reminded him of the tune with its yellow curtains, white walls, and orange bed clothes. The fourth bedroom had been made into a Music Room where Zelda stashed her new guitar with her others, her piano, her flute, lyre, harp and her drumset. Next was the girls' room.

Romani's side was painted to look like rolling hills of green with a sunset sky which she could decorate with the large sticky insects and birds Zelda had bought her. Oddette's side was a moonlite lake that twinkled with real lights when one turned the lights off; her bed was made to look like a castle.

"Wow." Link murmured, staring inside his "not niece's" room. "Have they seen this yet?"

Zelda nodded and explained how the five year olds had drawn her pictures of what they wanted. "This was their Winter Solistice present from me."

"Well, fuck, now I gotta take back those damn dolls." Link laughed. "Over achiever."

The twenty-four year old smiled, rolled her eyes, and tugged him out the door. "Come on, there is still the office to show you... and the basement."

A very devilish tone whispered through her friend's voice. "And the master bedroom."

Zelda shivered and felt him tug at her hand, brave, she turned and met those cobalt eyes she had known for so long. "Don't look at me like that..." There was a fire burning in those blue orbs and it burned straight through Zelda. It brought out lust...and fear. "Link, we...need to talk."

Her words extinguished his passion, instantly, and he frowned then said, sternly. "I can't help the way I feel about you, Zelda, so if you're going to tell me to stop then I-"

"I'm afraid of you."

Confusion, shock, and guilt eclipsed his slight anger. Link gapped. "W-What? Why?"

"I..." Tears brimmed the surface of her violet eyes and she stepped away from him, folding into herself for safety. "I have problems which I think would make it difficult for you to be with me."

His eyes were soft, kind, and loving when he lifted her chin up, tenderly. "I would never hurt you, Zelda. Never." He brushed away her tears, gently, and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Talk to me." They sat down in the middle of the hallway and he listened as Zelda voiced her fears of intimacy... of why she began to cry that infamous drunken night. When she was finished, he wiped away her tears, and kissed her lips, softly. "I want you, in every way that a man could want a woman, Zelda... but, when we go to try anything then I promise that I will be as patient as I can..." A pause in which he kissed her, once more. "I would never hurt you, Zelda... I love you too much."

Zelda smiled, looking into his eyes. "Is that an admission?"

"You tell me." He chuckled, rolled to his feet, and held out a hand. "Come on, I want to see what you've done to the basement."