I watched a lot of Zelink lately, sue me. Disclaimers are for us poor people who can't own Zelda, so please, pity us.

Zelda lowered her head, her ears drooping sadly. "Why?" she asked quietly.

"Zelda!" Link snapped, grabbing her shoulders tightly. "Stop complaining! You're not coming along! It's too dangerous."

"Dangerous?" she laughed feebly. "I am just as dangerous as you are." She stopped supporting her head, hair falling into her face.

"Zelda…" he growled warningly. "Stop behaving like that."

"Or what?" she asked bitterly, turning her head. "You'll pack me in cotton?"

"No, I'll tie you to the chair." He grabbed her chin and stared straight into her jaded eyes. "Zelda, I will not put you in any kind of danger. First of all, you're absolutely essential, secondly…" he broke off a second and stared into her obliging eyes. "I love you. I'd die if you weren't there for me."

A sad smile once again settled on the young princess lips. "That may be true, but it also works the other way around, you know that. Without you, I won't be able to do anyone any good." Her head drooped again. "I've started doubting we can do this, Link… but it's impossible to quit."

"Zelda… if our enemies get here… I want you to give in. I don't want you to die."

"If they've somehow managed to get here, and everyone else has succeeded in keeping me from suicide, I will."

Link sighed, then pressed his lips to her brow. "What's happened to you? You're so… frozen. What happened to my princess?"

"She… had to… start thinking." Zelda's eyes glazed over as a look of bittersweet regret washed over her fine features. "I'm afraid she's gone."

"No she's not." Link whispered lovingly, his mood doing a complete turn around. "She's merely hiding. You should let her out." He leaned his brow against hers. "Please…"

"…" Zelda looked down and shook her head sadly. "You don't truly want her back." It was hard to hear her voice. She shook her head again and moved away from him. "I know you don't. You know she would fight to come with you." Zelda shook her head, the tears in her eyes barely restrained. "In the end, I would end up like this again."

"Zelda…" Link sighed, allowing his hands to fall to his sides. "Zelda… you…" Link stopped, he would just get angry again. "Just take care of yourself." With that said, he turned, grabbed his bag, and left.

Zelda looked at the closed door for a few minutes, then she sat at the bed. If anyone from her past had looked at her then, they would have gotten the biggest shock of their lives; Zelda's eyes were dead. It looked as though nothing would bring her out of the pit of darkness she had fallen into.

But, quite suddenly, a small sparkle of something appeared in her eyes and a small smile appeared on her lips.

"So much for that," she muttered, opening the locks of the cape. When the heavy cloak fell to the floor, it revealed the princess standing in a classical sheikah-scout outfit.

A classical male sheikah-scout outfit. "Link just ought to know how lucky he is." Zelda grimaced as her chest, once again, told her that it did not like being confined. "How did my ancestor endure this for seven years? And a mask too? Great!" The princess shook her head irritated. She was very well aware of the sudden change in personality she had undergone.

"Who are you?" Link's eyes narrowed as he stared pointedly at the stranger who had saved him.

"Sheik," the shadow reported.

"Sheik? Zelda, get out here!"

"Who?" Zelda tried, just in case it was a trick.

"You. I know it's you, Zel. Get out here and tell me what you're doing here." Link started forward.

Zelda pulled off the hood, but stood her ground. "How did you… Mmph?" It is very difficult to talk when somebody is kissing you passionately.

"Thank you," he whispered gently, tracing one of her cheekbones.

"How did you know it was me?" she asked again, thoroughly confused.

"'Sheik' was a dead give-away," he laughed. "Not many know of that story." He tugged and smoothed her hair until it sat better. "And those are all connected to the royal family in some way or another."

"You're right, I should have chosen a less obvious name." Zelda stuck her chin out thoughtfully. "Will you let me come now?"

Link laughed mildly and pulled the princess into a loving embrace. "Sure, I couldn't keep you locked up in the castle after this anyway. But," he said raising a hand. "You have to tell me what you did to your chest."

Zelda looked surprised up at him for some time, then down at herself and back up before the words sank in. "Link!" she cried, blushing. "What kind of question is that?"

"What? I'm curious! It's not like I really can find out on my own." he huffed.

"Completely ignoring the fact that you just asked a question that marks you as a pervert?" Zelda cocked an eyebrow.

"Yup!" Link's ears rose enthusiastically, this was shortly followed by a burst of laughter when he saw her flabbergasted expression. "Come on. What did you do? There's only a few ways I can find out; either you answer me, I rip off your shirt, or I'll attack you in your sleep and tie you to a chair so as to try some theories better. So, what will it be?"

"You actually plan to do any of that?"

"Yes, unless you answer me." He smirked evilly.

"You…" Zelda broke off with a groan. "You want me to believe you honestly can't think of anything?"

"Yes." Link nodded, he really didn't have any idea. … So much for being smart.

"Well then," Zelda squared her shoulders. "I will tell you, but only if you can catch me!" And so she started running, soon being followed by Link. He caught her.

This should have been far more angsty than it was. Oh, well… I suppose it is good enough.

Please review and tell me. I promise that there will be an angsty chapter… unless you don't want one?

On another note… try reading Fortitude by Ingie, it's really good.