"This is home. Your home." Link gestured to the world around them. The day was bright again. The clouds drifted amongst the sky, and they were back at home. Well, one of their homes. They were on the little island in the sky, Skyloft. There were villagers, safely striding around the streets, and kids running, and chasing in the grass. It was a good home, it could even be perfect. She opened her eyes widely in admiration, at the beautiful things around her. It was such a cute little town, with such colorful buildings. It had sweet looking people, in a safe place. All Link wanted was her to remember it, but it was never that simple.

"This…this is home?" She smiled. It's such a nice town. The villagers look so kind and fun loving. It's so different than the Surface. They're more buildings, and people. It's a lot smaller here too. It's a small and quiet community, but maybe that's a good thing. I just can't see myself living here. Why can't I see it? …I don't…fit. These citizens are perfect, but they are different. I'm different.

"Do you remember any of it?" He asked hopefully.

"No…sorry, I don't. I wish I did." She frowned, in embarrassment and shame.

"It's okay; it's going to take time. I'll show you where we stay, that'll help." He started to walk to the academy, and she followed after him. He took her around a giant tent, and up a lot stairs. He held this very big door for her, and she went inside.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Your room's just up those stairs and to the left." He told her, and she looked around. She admired every detail, and Link couldn't help but love that about her. She always saw things a different way, a beautiful way. It was a comfortable environment, with something that smelt good. "That's the kitchen, and over there is the bathroom. Come, I'll show you my room." He ran through the corridor, and into to room next to the stairs. Zelda noticed there were four other rooms on this floor, which resembled to his. Inside his room, the floor creaked with every step. Every piece of furniture had a wooden carving, and was darkish brown. She walked over to the desk on the other side of the room. There were lots of papers, lying around and he chuckled. "I guess I haven't cleaned up in a while. I've been kind of busy." She smiled back at him, and shuffled to the bookshelves. There were so many knick knacks that she wanted to touch and look at. There were two little wood statuettes, one of the Loftwing we rode earlier, and one of a Remlit.

"These are so nice. Did you make them?" She asked politely.

"Oh, I did. I used to make you some too, as presents. You still keep them in your room." He smiled at the thought. She always loved his gifts, and he loved hers. He definitely wished to a knight when he grew older, but he secretly wanted to build, and create things too. Only Zelda knew that, he told her everything.

"Oh…" She replied awkwardly.

He ran to the window next to his brown bed, with a rough texture. The bed had a green and blue blanket that looked cozy, and warm. "You used to wake me up in the morning, every morning. I…I slept in a lot." He rubbed the back of his head, blushing, and she giggled.

"That's all very nice, but I'm sorry…I don't remember." She confessed.

"It's fine. I'm just not going to give up, let's go look around more." They went into the hallway, and he brought her to classroom. It was empty, but he introduced her to the room itself. "We used to study, and go to class here. It was fun, but it's the Wing Ceremony break now. No one has to go to class for a few days."

"So, we learned here? What were we taught?"

"They used to teach us about the land, and why we're in the sky. I graduated last yea-" The Wing Ceremony…she doesn't remember it. She doesn't remember us on the Statue, or doing the ritual. She doesn't remember the Tornado, or the crazy year we had on the Surface. She knows it…but she can't replay anything, by heart.

"Oh, congratulations."

"Zelda? What did Impa tell you?"

"Well…she told me who I was, and what we've been through. She summed up our recent life. She told me how you went through all the trouble you did, to save me. Then, she told me we came to live on the Surface together, but then a man of evil came back to take my power. He took it for bit, and I…I died in your arms. She made it clear how brave and heroic you've been, for me. I can never thank you enough for all you've done for me. I…I wish I remembered our past. It sounds like we had fun, and I wish it was easy, at least once, for you. I'm sorry for everything."

"No, you've done that too much. When you came back to me, all you did was apologize, and thank me. I really appreciate it, but you don't need to worry about it. I wanted to save you. It wasn't about anything else. Sure, I care about the world, and I would've done it for the people, but the only thing than forced me to go further, was you. I-I..." He glanced into her large and cerulean eyes, and quickly moved. "I care about you." She was ready to thank him again, but she stopped herself, and smiled instead.

"So, where's my room?" She broke the silence, and he nodded.

"Right, I'll take you there." He directed her up the stairs, and into the second door. "Here is your room."

She carefully came into the room, taking a short look at all of it. Most of it looked similar to his room, but pink and purple. She stopped at a picture of her, and the man she saw earlier. A few steps towards it, Link noticed what she was staring at. "That's my father. He missed me, and came to hug me but I…I didn't recognize him. He cares about me, and I didn't even know who he was. I…I'm such a bad daughter."

"No, it's not your fault. You couldn't have remembered. It isn't your fault you lost your memory." He reassured.

"I should've…"

"No, you know you would've if you could." He reminded her. "Don't put this pressure on yourself, it's not worth it. Just put all of your energy into getting your memory back, and healing. It'll help."

"…I guess. Than-…I mean…" She pushed her hair behind her ear, and tried to find something to say.

"I…I know." He smiled, and she lightly did as well. He's so…perfect. He is strong, brave, kind, and…kind of cute. I feel so…nervous around him. "So…uh….this is your bed, and your desk. It's the same as mine, but you know…it's yours. Oh! Your journal! This has gotta help! Here, read it! It's got all your old secrets, and memories. You never let me read it before, no matter how curious I was. It has everything in it."

She felt the cushioned, yet rough surface flattened in between her two hands. "Journal?" She opened up the two covers, and took a seat on her bed. Link planted himself on her carpet, and waited for her to look through it.

"Dear Journal,

Today is a specal day. I met this yong boy named Link. He's very sweet, and fun to play with. He doesn't talk a lot thogh…He is a very good frend, and he seems cool. I sense a good frenship with him. I hope we go on crazy advntures, and expremce the unknon. That's what the people in my storis do. Link is shy. He has yellow hair like me, and can read and write. He is smart, and coragos. I like him.

-Zelda"

This was from the first day I met this man. I must've been really young back then; I couldn't spell yet. I wonder how long I had this journal for. It seems like I wrote everything in it.

"Dear Journal,

Me and Link went to get Loftwings today. Everyone gets one, so todays was our age's day to get one. Mine is very pretty and cute. She's blue, and white. I love her feathers. Link got a very special one! His is red, and my daddy says that those are very rare. I really like his. It's soo different. I was kind of jealous though. I don't mind anymore, I like mine too much. Link and his bird are very close…he likes it a lot. I can tell. I hope mine and me can feel the same. I love these birds, because they all look different and have different feelings. My daddy tells me all about them, and how important they are. They always have to come when we call them, and be there when we need it. I hope I have a fun time with my bird, and same to Link.

-Zelda"

Our Loftwings. This was the day we received our protectors, and his is an almost extinct breed; the crimson one. His connection must relate to the fact that in his past life, he proved to the bird of his strength. Of human's strengths.

"Dear Journal,

Today was fun! Link and I skipped class for the first time. It wasn't an important day, but it still felt so exhilarating! I can't believe we did it! Link never really liked class, but he always came. I really enjoy the lectures but today, we felt like having the day to ourselves. The whole town is quiet during the day, expect in the Bazaar. He took me to Groose and his friends' hideout. We talked for hours, until class ended. Link is really fun! We had the greatest day ever! My dad still hasn't found out! I wonder if we can pull it off!

-Zelda"

She flipped through more pages, and read her last entry.

"Dear Journal,

Tomorrow's the big day! The Wing Ceremony! Finally, Link can take a big step toward becoming a knight. I can't wait to see him promoted to full knighthood, but I'm a little worried he might have some trouble winning the race. Lately, Link hasn't taken his flight training seriously. Someone needs to make sure he doesn't ruin his chance! So I've made up my mind. Tomorrow, I'll wake him up extra early, and make sure he gets in some last-minute training, whether he likes it or not. He has to win, or we won't be able to perform the closing ceremony together."

I didn't finish that one. I wonder why I was so stubborn on making sure he won the Knighthood I was writing about. I probably really cared for him. We were probably close. This must be so hard on him. I can't remember a thing, but he remembers everything. He knows what he wants me to. I need to get my memory back, it's just not fair to him.

She closed the dusty book, and stared back at Link. "This has a lot of information. I need you to know that I-I really cared about you too. I know I don't remember you, but I'd like you to know you mattered a lot to me. Every entry I read has you somewhere in it. You were my best friend. I'm sorry I can't be the girl you knew. I want to be, she sounded very lucky to have a friend like you."

Link went to sit next to Zelda, and she looked at him uncomfortably. "You still are her. You just don't who she was. Don't try and be like her, try and be like yourself. You're still my Zelda."