I stayed in the kitchen for a while, realization of what I said slowly sinking in. I couldn't believe what I said— what I admitted to knowing. His father had just died, and it was completely uncalled for but he just pissed me off so much with his attitude towards everything.

Once I realized the reality of things, I couldn't help but to feel nervous. I reached for the phone in my pocket and flipped through my few contacts. I stared at Link's name, debating in my mind whether I should apologize through text or not. Before I could make a decision though, Nabooru's name popped up as the phone started to vibrate. Sighing, I answered the phone and instantly I was greeted to loud roaring.

"Hello?" I muttered.

"Hey, are you doing okay, hun?" She sounded nervous, probably still worried about leaving me alone on a holiday.

"Yes I'm fine. No need to worry." I faked a smile out of habit. "How's the celebration going?"

"Eh, it hasn't really started yet." Nabooru tried to speak loud enough for me to hear her. "Are you sure you don't want us to come home earlier?"

"No, no. Please don't worry. Go and enjoy the final hours of the year." I pressured her.

"Well, oka— Hey jackass, watch where the fuck you're going!" she screamed on the other end. "I got to go Dark, I'll see you tomorrow."

Before I could say my goodbyes she already hung up. The kitchen grew disturbingly quiet. I glanced over at the clock, which read nine thirty. It was going to be a long night.

I dragged myself to the living room and switched on the television, hoping to avoid the New Year's cheer. Of course, though, there was nothing on that didn't have a thing to do with New Years. Special episodes, commercials— everything had to do with the holiday that I was slowly growing to despise.

It really wouldn't have been so bad if the whole Link thing wouldn't have happened; I've spent pretty much all of my New Years by myself and it was never a problem before. If his father would have never been killed, there would probably be no strain on our friendship and that confession from earlier might not of happened. If I hadn't of complained to Vaati, his father would still be alive doing god knows what on this holiday. Guilt suddenly swept over me. It was my fault for his death, and that the recent holidays were shit.

I laid my head down on the couch and continued to watch the flashing television, distracting myself from the sudden self-blame.

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My body jolted up to loud music that was blasting from the kitchen. I quickly searched around my surroundings, noting that the television was shut off and only the kitchen light was on. The smell of pizza also was escaping through the kitchen. I looked at the digital clock that shined the numbers "11:45".

"It's too early for them to be back…" I mumbled as I crawled off the couch.

I quietly crept into the lit up room and found Link trying to adjust the volume of the music. I stood there in a daze for a moment, trying to decide if it was reality or just a dream. The blonde finally managed to get the music to a bearable tone and let out a happy sigh. He turned around and instantly our eyes met. Though there was music playing, there was still an uncomfortable silence between us. After a few moments, he finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Link asked quietly.

"No, you're fine." I lied. "What are you doing back so early? Weren't you going to spend the New Years with Sheik?"

He looked away, eyes averting to the floor. I was about to repeat the question until he interrupted me.

"I ordered us pizza!" he cheered. "Let's eat!" He went over to the table and cut the pizza. "These idiots, they don't cut the pizza for you," he mumbled.

"Link, why are you here?" I repeated.

But once again, he ignored me. "Do you like pepperoni? I assumed you did, since that seems to be everyone's favorite. I hope you don't mind."

"Link." I ordered.

"Hm?" He finally turned to me. "You don't like pepperoni…?"

"Will you stop going on about the pizza and answer the question?" I commanded harshly. "What are you doing here?"

Link let out another sigh of irritation and sat down next to me. He gently shoved a plastic plate with a slice in front of me. "Can we eat before we discuss?"

"…Fine." I pulled up a chair and stared down at the food.

He glanced over at the clock, staying silent the whole time. I stayed quiet as well, not really sure of what to say to him.

"I broke up with Sheik," he admitted.

Three minutes until the new year. I still wasn't sure what to say; I wasn't even sure how to feel. Happy? Worried? I was trapped in thought, confused as how to react. I felt his fingers gently grip my chin and his soft lips met with mine. I blinked several times, growing more confused as to what was even going on anymore. For a brief moment, I forgot about what he just said and ignored my mixed feelings towards the situation.

He pulled away from the simple kiss and smiled at me.

"Happy New Years, Dark. Let's start this new year together, as a couple."

Oh wow, what just happened there? I ended a chapter without angst and what not? The world is coming to an end guys.

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