A/N: Hey, my Minish minions! I know, it's been longer than it usually is, but my family surprised me with a trip to St. Louis for a Cardinals game, and we won! Happy days! For those of you who like Zelink fluff, there's some of that in here. Anyway, here are my replies to the likes of you.

Dia Newman: You're emotions are stated and noted.

Rauscser000: I am writing more! Look at that!

Skydragon74193: Sorry, but Ms. Dragmire is old. Like, she has the same age thing as Midna, but she's so old, she even looks elderly.

tswift1fan: Yay! You're reading my story! I love Violet Eyes, btw. And yay for iHop!

Guest: It won't…

On with this ish!

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One Year's Eternity

Chapter 19

Tuesday December 17, 10:58 A.M.

It had been two days. Two days since everything went to shit.

I hadn't seen Link since that night. Beck told me that Link hadn't even left their dorm, hadn't eaten in two days, and only got up while Beck was in the room to get a drink of water. I had tried calling, texting, and telepathy, but I couldn't get to him. Then I realized what he was hiding from.

Nabu just killed the woman who raised Link.

I texted Beck.

Do you think you could let me try to get to Link?

I sat on my bed thinking, waiting for an answer. I wouldn't know how to approach him. I didn't know if he would listen. I got Beck's response about five minutes later.

you can try

Always a man of few words, huh?

See you later, I replied.

come around noon

Got it

He didn't reply after that. I had about an hour to waste. I started playing Kid Icarus: Uprising. It had felt like forever since I last played. To make up for it, I stayed entranced in the game until it was 12:04. Then, I found the motivation to get my sorry ass out of my room and help Link.

As I strayed into the boys half of the hallway, I found that there weren't many people in the rooms. Either the boys were all mostly out, or these dorms were mostly empty.

I prayed for the latter.

I saw Beck leaning against what must have been his and Link's room. Room 928.

"He kick you out?" I chuckled. He glared at me.

"I didn't want to deal with him anymore," he retorted, as calmly as possible. I simply raised an eyebrow and he let out a sigh of defeat.

"Fine, yes, he threw me out," he said, rolling his eyes. "You're not going to have any more luck."

"Let's see then," I challenged.

He bowed slightly, gesturing to the door, trying to be sarcastic. I held back a laugh as I put a hand on the cold door handle. I entered the room slowly.

Their room, dear Goddesses. I was in their room.

It was surprisingly clean, all but the occasional stray shoe or sock on the floor. What seemed to be Beck's half of the room was covered in pictographs of the sea. He had stated before that his father was a sailor, but was always away due to sailing. These graphs looked older, possibly from his childhood. Link's side was bare, except for his loft bed and one, small pictograph above his desk; a boy, who looked like a tiny version of Link, smiling, sitting in a too-big hat that looked like the Hero's cap that was falling onto his face. A small smile fought at my lips.

"I had a wooden sword, too."

I looked up at the seemingly empty loft bed. Someone was swinging their legs around to make them drape off of the edge of the bed to sit up.

"Why haven't you been talking to me?" is all I could muster to say. In response, he leaned over in his bed and looked like he was grabbing something. He sat back up, holding a torn, almost burnt, piece of folded green cloth. I saw usually strong, chiseled features were stained with tears. He unfolded the charred fabric. I saw that it had the shape of a hat, but had an uncanny point at the end.

Why is it burnt? I asked him.

He sighed deeply, his eyes watering. You know how Telma and I left Ordon?

Yeah.

Do you know why?

Well, no.

He laid the hat on the bed. His face strengthened for a second. He looked at his hands.

"Ordon burnt down when I was seven."

I would have covered my mouth, trying to mask the gasp rom his last comment, but something in my brain snapped. I grabbed onto the ladder that led to his bed and started up. Tears stung the back of my eyes, trying to escape their prison. Link looked just as surprised as I felt. When I got to the top, I sat next to him, my Triforce glowing, with what think was to be rage. I brought my legs up and sat with them right next to me. His Triforce was glowing as well, reacting to its brother. He grabbed the hat and handed it to me. As my grip surrounded the green, rough fabric, tears started to drip down my face. I was careful to not to get tears on the hat. The fire had apparently not burned holes into it, but it had left scorch marks that would never go away and the permanent smell of fire. I laid one of my hands on his leg. He grabbed my hand and wiped my face with my own thumb. I dropped my hand and leaned into his, which was still next to my face.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

He took his hand away from my face and wrapped it around my shoulders. He started humming quietly. I knew the tune. Midna had played it on repeat.

What's that song called? I closed my eyes. His humming stopped for a second.

'Your Guardian Angel'. He started humming again.

Whatever rage had blossomed in my head, it had been conquered by a newfound emotion: affection. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He snaked his hands around my waist. I dug my forehead into his shoulder. He stroked my hair as he hummed. When the song ended, we sat there in perfect silence.

I love you, I mused through my head.

I love you, too, Zelda. His words ricocheted inside my thoughts. I never thought I would have ever heard those words from anyone, let alone someone I felt the same about. I blocked my thoughts for a second.

Gomsauu. You said it.

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A/N: IT'S SO FLUFFY! That is the fluffiest chapter I've ever written. I'm sorry if it's not good enough fluff for some of you, but I don't care. It's perfect for me. See you guys next time! PLEASE REVIEW! NO JOKE!