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The love life of a Hero	By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 3839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Author’s Note: *gasp* I cannot believe this is the last chapter! I feel so sad that this is gonna end. But it’s a happy ending, that will make you feel all fuwafuwa inside ^_^

Chapter 25: Dad, I think I’m in love

Zelda felt pleasantly frivolous when she sat down for breakfast the next morning, almost like springtime butterflies, even though it was the middle of winter. Must’ve been the festive season. She enjoyed having so many people around her, it was lively from early in the morning. Of course, there was always the one in particular who knew how to liven things up. It was like breathing to her.
“Ow, Linkle!” Junior shouted, when Linkle playfully knocked him over the head as she passed him by. “What did you do that for?”
“No reason. If you want to be the future saviour of Hyrule, then you should always be on your guard.”
“There’s a difference between ‘wanting to’ or ‘being destined to’.”
“Children, please. Not first thing in the morning,” Ivee grumbled, rubbing the inner corner of her eyes with her thumb and index finger.
“She started it!” Junior cried, pointing at his sister, who stuck out her tongue.
Didn’t she always? “You two are so lucky I’m in a good mood this morning.” She sat herself down opposite of Zelda, helplessly rolling her eyes at her amused chuckle. “Now sit and eat.” Normally, she’d want for Link to act a bit more like a parent too. But this morning, she’d cut him some slack. He’d been a bit shaken when he woke up.
Zelda had noticed. “Link, what’s wrong? You look a bit… spooked.”
“Oh, don’t mind him,” Ivee grinned. “He’s had a nightmare.”
“It was horrible!” Link said dramatically. “I woke up in the Cave of Resurrection. I heard your voice, just like in the beginning.” He continued talking to the rest of the group. “I had to start all over again! Everything! Ganon was still there. The real one, not the one generated by Zelda’s magic. I still had my original Sheikah Slate. None of the gear and armour I had collected was in it. All of the kingdom’s territory still had to be discovered. All of the shrines and trials had to be completed again. And the Divine Beasts too! It was like everything had reset!”
Ivee wrapped an arm around her trembling husband. “There there. It was only a bad dream. What about me and the kids? Did you not have us yet either?”
“I don’t know, I hadn’t gotten to Hateno village yet.” Then his face took on a much gentler expression. “Although, I wouldn’t mind redoing our first time.”
“Okay, let’s get some food into that mouth of yours.” She thrust a pastry into his face, and he greedily bit into it. “See, that’s all it takes to cheer him up again. The thought of s-e-x.”
“I can put that word together, you know,” Zell said, with only the slightest hint of smugness.
“I know, darling,” Zelda smiled affably. “Pretend you didn’t hear it.” Her lips set into a determined line. After today, they would be gone again for a while. And even though she enjoyed her life with Rinku and her daughter, she craved more company. It’s not that her every day life was dull or anything, but having them around would add more colour to it all. Like sunlight that suddenly fell on a landscape, and made everything so much more brighter and vibrant.
More than seven years ago, they had brushed her proposition off. Today, she would try it again. Like, right now. “Link, Ivee,” she said, hoping that the plea in her eyes would reach them. “That offer to take up residence here at the castle still stands. Junior could train here as much as he wants. And not only that. I’ve really enjoyed these two days together. It would be great to have you around all the time. I understand that, back when Linkle and Junior were still babies, you wanted to keep them close to Pruce and Amira. But now that they’ve grown up, they can stand on their own two feet. Of course...” She turned to Pruce and Amira now. “You can come visit whenever you want, for as long as you want.” And then back to Link and Ivee. “I know this might be sudden, but I would like you to give it some thought. You don’t have to decide right now.”
Ivee and Link looked at each other. They probably wouldn’t need to give it a lot of thought. It would be great to let Junior train at the castle. To let him learn how to overcome his fears in battle, let him learn how to love the adrenaline surging through his veins while he was up against an enemy. But also about things that went far beyond fighting alone. Showing respect and courtesy towards other people, towards the other sex. Towards the woman who would one day stand by his side. Things had evolved over at the East Wind too. Azu was old enough now to stand in front of the shop and call out to customers, so Ivee didn’t have to do it any more.
Junior was fidgeting on his chair. Training and toughening up would involve a lot of work and effort. Blood, sweat, tears and possibly some other bodily fluids. He’d already had the occasional training with his dad. With moderate success. But at the other hand, when he thought of seeing Zell everyday, that strange kind of tickling in his chest from the night before returned.
“You could spend more time with your girlfriend,” Linkle hissed, elbowing him in the ribs.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Junior muttered drily. He furtively glanced towards Zell, who was sitting next to her mother. She replied with a fond smile, and he quickly looked down again.
“Linkle, stop teasing your brother,” Link said.
“Linkle, would you like to train here too?” Zelda offered.
“Sure thing!” she cheered, and then she turned to her brother again. “I’m so gonna whip your ass.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
“That’s the spirit,” Ivee grinned.
“What about your house then?” Amira noted.
Link pulled up his shoulders. “In time, Azu can live there, if he wants. What do you think, Azu?”
Azu nearly dropped his spoon. “What, for real?”
“Well, yeah. As you grow up, you’re gonna want to find a girlfriend, start a family of your own.”
“Would you like it?” Ivee asked.
Azu just sat there with his spoon floating in mid air, too stunned to move for a moment. “You’re giving me a house, and you ask me if I would like it.” If ever there was a dumb question. “Of course I would like it. I would love it!”
“But what about Puff and Fluff?” Junior said with genuine, childlike concern.
“Oh, I’m sure we can find a home for them here at the castle too,” Rinku reassured him. “We have plenty of room for them.”
Link firmly nodded his head. “That’s settled then.”
Zelda had been hopefully following the conversation like watching a game of tennis. She hadn’t expected everyone to agree so quickly. “You’ll do it?”
“I don’t see why not,” Link said.
Over at the other side of the table, Purah excitedly clapped her hands. “Oh, how wonderful!” she chirped. “Making plans for the future, I love it!” As one of 132 years old would. “Although I will miss our chats. And the free food.”
“Of course, you too are welcome to visit whenever you want, and here, the food is for free too,” Zelda said. There was a shiver in her voice. It must’ve been since that time when she first met Rinku and the birth of her daughter that she’d felt such intense joy and, in a very un-queenlike manner, she raised both her fists into the air. “Oh, I’m so happy!”
Zell raised a delicate hand to her mouth, letting out an awkward little laugh, as if she was embarrassed in her mother’s stead. If she herself would react in such a way, she would be reprimanded. Well no, she was wrong actually. She would be reprimanded if she would react like that in public. They weren’t in public now. In the privacy of their own home, these sudden outbursts of spontaneity happened quite often.
Link glanced aside at his son, who looked a bit fear-stricken at the fate that awaited him. He suspected that he’d used Puff and Fluff as a last straw to stay at Hateno village. “Hey,” he said, and big, scared eyes looked up at him. “I’ll be here. Your mum too. You don’t have to do it alone.”
“I know. Thanks dad.”
“You know what you’re doing it for, right?” he said, swiftly nodding towards Zell.
“Hm,” Junior bravely nodded.

There was a sense of anticipation as they all stood there gathered in front of the castle gate. Moving to the castle would be a big change. They had exciting things to look forward to. Zelda and Ivee exchanged looks, probably both thinking the same thing. Ivee could already picture them standing at the side while both Links would be sparring together. Watching. And sighing. It would be such a thrill. The two Links seemed to think so too. They challengingly stared at each other, as if they were itching to show off their skills to each other. Link hoped dearly that, one day, his son would feel the same kind of fierce competitiveness. Perhaps that seeing them fight together would encourage him to try harder.
Junior had nothing of the sort on his mind yet. His eyes had drifted to Zell. Obviously, she was no longer wearing the flower crown he’d given her, but she’d said that she would dry the flowers and then turn them into pot-pourrit.
Whatever that was.
“Dad,” Junior hissed.
“Yes?”
“The present. You still have it in your Sheikah Slate.”
“Oh right.”
He waited for his dad to conjure the present from his Sheikah Slate, trying to appear patient and at ease, but feeling anything but. He wanted to do this, but quickly. And discreetly.
Not like that was going to happen. Already, Linkle was trying to see what was going on.
Taking the present from his dad, he took a few steps forward, not even needing a push in the back. “Zel-” His voice did waver a bit. He cleared his throat and tried again. “Zell.”
With a sweet smile, Zell looked his way.
He was shaking like crazy. Everyone was looking at him. “This is for you. Thank you for having us over. I-… I mean, we really enjoyed ourselves.”
“Show off,” he heard Linkle coughing behind him. He ignored her, practically thrusting the present in Zell’s direction.
Stepping away from her mother’s side a bit, Zell accepted it. It was a jewellery box, and when she opened it, there played a familiar lullaby. The expression of joy that appeared on Zell’s face was the brightest he’d seen over these two days. She hummed along and let it play to the end, before she closed it again. “It’s perfect, thank you,” she said.
Junior held his breath when she started to come closer, but then she seemed to change her mind, and he could feel his heart sinking.
“Mother, could you hold this for a moment, please?”
He watched as she gave the jewellery box to her mother and then approached him again. Her face was soft. A bit mysterious and somehow promising. She grabbed both his hands, and immediately after, something was happening. It felt like they were being enveloped by a warm wind that was circling around the two of them, as if they were in a bubble. All of their surroundings disappeared.
“Zell...”
“Don’t worry. No one can see us.”
“Is this magic?”
“It is.” She stepped closer to him. This time, he couldn’t back away. Destined or not, she really started to like this boy. She had to admit that, for now, he was still a bit of a dunce, but the kind of dunce you’d want to look after and not give up on. And he was so cute, too. With the right kind of tutelage, and perhaps a bit of female attention every now and then, she was sure that someday, he would turn into a fine young man. One that she could warm to.
Junior tried very hard not to flinch when she stepped closer still, but he must’ve anyway, because she chuckled. The only girl who’d ever been so close to him was Linkle. And his mum. Her green-blue eyes were gleaming, he saw them coming closer and closer. Instinctively, he tried to draw his hands back, but she held them very tightly in hers.
And then there were her lips on his. Soft and warm, innocent but dizzying. He didn’t know how long it lasted. But when they were gone again, he found himself paralysed.
“You kissed me,” he finally concluded, when he remembered how to speak.
That chuckle again, and warm, reassuring eyes. “I’ll see you soon, Junior.”
The wind picked up to a strong gust. She let go of his hands, and when he was expelled from the bubble, he fell backwards, right into Link’s hands. He wondered why his head was spinning like that. Dazed, he looked up, seeing his dad’s face upside down. “Dad?”
“Yes?” Link said, kneeling and turning him around, so they were face to face.
“I think I’m in love.”
Link said nothing, but next to him, Ivee was choking up. “My boy,” she whispered.
“What was that? What happened?” Linkle tooted.
“Linkle,” Link said, softly but sternly, noticing the way Junior was staring at Zell. Completely besotted. What a marvellous feeling it was, he recalled. “Leave him.” Even though he was burning with curiosity too. All of a sudden, there’d been this whirlwind around the two of them, causing them to be completely invisible.
“But…!”
Link raised a threatening finger towards her, and then gestured for her to be quiet.
“Psst,” he said, when Linkle had slunk off again, grumbling. Junior slowly turned his attention back to him. “Did you kiss?” Because only a first kiss could have such an impact.
Still very much in a daze over what had just happened, Junior nodded his head. Smiling broadly, Link stuck up both his thumbs. All Junior could do, was to gaze back at Zell, who was giggling behind her hand, back at her mother’s side. Everything that happened from there on was a bit of a haze to him. He even felt too stunned to feel embarrassed when his mother hugged him. His tiny body was buzzing from top to bottom, down to its very core. Somewhere in the background, Amira and Purah were cackling excitedly about the bit of magic they had witnessed.
“Mum?” he managed to peep.
“Yes?” Ivee beamed, still pink with mirth.
“Could you pinch me, please?”
“I’ll do it!” Linkle shouted, attacking him from behind. Junior swore to himself: it would’ve been the last time.

Ivee overlooked the house and the surrounding land as she stood in front it with a lump in her throat. Only this morning they had agreed upon moving to the castle, and by the time evening had come, they were ready to leave. Storing everything in the Sheikah Slate had made packing very easy, and fast. So fast that she hadn’t even had the chance to make a ritual out of it. She’d said her goodbye to her parents, and Azu. Both Pruce and Amira, and Purah and Symin had been given a carrier pigeon from Zelda, to keep in touch. And even though they’d most likely see each other again very soon, it still had been quite a tearful occasion.
It wasn’t the moving house that made her feel like that. They were moving to a castle, she couldn’t possibly complain about that. It was the moving on that made her feel so nostalgic. Leaving part of her life behind. Starting a new chapter. She still knew exactly where Linkle had taken her first steps. And a few weeks after, Junior. Out of which tree Linkle had fallen. Where Junior had bumped his head against the horse stand. And the fence. And another tree.
Where Link had been standing, that night she had come looking for him after her 18^th birthday party. It all seemed like yesterday.
She felt him wrapping his arms around her from behind, kissing her softly on the cheek. “You’re not crying, are you?” he asked with an amused smile, at the exact moment she brushed a tear from her eye.
She snivelled, letting out a faint laugh. She was a woman, she was allowed to cry. “So what if I am?” She glanced over her shoulder, to where Linkle and Junior were playing by the bridge. “It feels like it’s all going so fast. I just want them to stay little for just a bit longer.”
“Don’t worry. There will be plenty of moments where he will still need the warmth from his mum. He’ll be in your lap again before you know it.” He tightened his arms around her, lovingly brushing his cheek against hers. “When Zell can’t see it, of course.”
Another little laugh, but with more heart in it this time.
“You know, there’s a cure for that nostalgia of yours. We could ditch the willysleeves. Have another one.” Because, after all, they were only around 25. “Although, I know you’re not prone to the idea of getting pregnant again.”
Her answer surprised him. “Hmm, yeah… I suppose we could get another one. Or two. Or more.”
“Really?”
“Yes. With the aid of those fairies, giving birth is a lot less painful. And there are plenty of maids at the castle to look after them.”
“Are we gonna be that kind of parents?”
She shrugged lightly at the hint of sarcastic disapproval in his voice. “If I have that option… Zelda did it too, you know?” She took a deep breath. The evening air smelled so different in winter. Of fog and burning wood. “Do we have everything? Your picture of you and the other Champions, do you have it?”
“Ivee, we will be coming back here, you know. It’s not like we’re moving to the other side of the world. Azu can live here, but it’s still my house.”
“But the other pictures, though? The naughty ones,” she continued in a whisper. “Do we have the naughty ones too? Can’t have those lying around. Even though Azu won’t be living here yet, I’m sure mum will want to clean and aerate this house every so often.”
Link tensed up for a moment. Indeed, it would be very bad if Azu or Amira or – hell, anyone! - would find those. But he did remember storing them in his Sheikah Slate. Along with the love letters. Amira would have enough discretion to ignore them, but he imagined that Azu would have rather a bit too much fun reading them.
Although, maybe, Amira too.
“Yeah yeah, I have them,” he quickly reassured her.
“Okay. Guess we’ll be going then.” And still, she had trouble to tear her eyes away. This would always be the house where she learned how to love, where she lost her innocence and gave life to their two gorgeous children.
In the end, it was their impatient voices that made her turn around, to where they were still looking very alive and eager over at the bridge. Up ahead, over that bridge, there was the horizon. She didn’t know where it would still take them in the future. But they would go there together.
She’d heard rumours about a race, similar to theirs, in some other dimension. In that dimension, people vowed to each other that they’d stand by each other, through good times and bad times, just like she and Link had done. But when the bad times come, they would break that vow. Or they just stopped loving each other, the one they had once cared so deeply for. And they would leave. They would give up. Just like that. Thinking they would find happiness elsewhere.
That would never happen to her. Here, people still made lasting commitments. And when a marriage didn’t work any more, they would do the effort and make it work. Because that’s how it was. ‘Happily ever after’ didn’t just happen. You had to work for it. And she would do that.
Until she was no longer fertile. And long after that.

The End

Author’s Note: Aww, it’s done. Or is it? This story might be finished, but my brain keeps on thinking up additional short stories that could all fit somewhere in this story. So I’ll definitely be posting those very soon.
The love letters I mentioned at the end are from the prequel “Lover of Legends”. So if you haven’t yet, feel free to give that a read too. You can find it here: http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600091059
Thanks for the comments, thanks for reading my quirky thoughts. I’ll be back soon with more ^_^
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