Obsessed

Warning: The following fanfiction contains blood, violence, and some sexual themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Chapter 1: The Letter

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Princess Zelda's ears pricked sharply at the sound coming from her bedroom door, her attention torn away from the gorgeous spring scenery outside her window. A series of muffled footsteps could be heard scampering away down the hall.

"Hm?" she muttered to herself. She slowly walked up to the door and peered through the small peephole. No one was there. The Hylian princess hesitated slightly before unlocking the door and stepping out into the hall. She looked about curiously, wondering who could have disturbed her during her daily quiet time at 10 in the morning.

"Must have been the kids playing freeze tag in the halls again," she thought to herself. "The little rascals."

She turned around to head back into her room, but not before noticing she had stepped on a white envelope carelessly left in front of her door. "Huh? What's this?" Zelda reached down to inspect the paper. The front of the envelope was written in a fine black ink, while the words, "Zelda, my love," were written in a neat cursive in the centre.

Curious.

Without hesitation, Zelda found herself tearing the envelope open to see who had left her this unusual friendly gift. The contents of the envelope were none other than a simple letter written on a fine piece of parchment, one that could only have been made out of tree bark from the Kokiri Forest of Hyrule:

My dearest Zelda,

I love you. I have always loved you since the very moment I saw you. From your sparkling blue eyes to your glowing white skin, I love everything that you are. Please be mine.

-Ike

After reading the name of the person who had signed this letter, Zelda's eyes widened with surprise. She had only known Ike for a few months, their first encounter being the great battle of Subspace. Living in the same mansion as him, she had grown to know the rugged mercenary on a slightly more personal basis, but never in her life would she have guessed that he was in love with her. No, not Ike. He always kept a tight grip on his emotions.

"But why?" she thought. "Why would he tell me this now? Why not tell me in person, or perhaps get someone else to confess his feelings for him?"

Ike wasn't the type of guy to go around telling his feelings to people. He was more reserved, more gentle, more the kind of person who would think before opening his mouth to say something. Yet, here it was, his most inner and deepest feelings about Zelda written on a sheet of paper, mailed, and dropped in front of her doorstep for her to discover upon inspection of a strange knock coming from the hallway. What was he up to exactly?

"What do I do?" thought Zelda to herself. "I'm flattered that he would tell me his feelings like this... but I don't feel the same way about him. What should I do?" She stood in the empty hallway puzzling for a few moments until she finally came up with a solution to her dilemma. Carefully, she tucked the letter back into the envelope and headed down the hall to the Training Room. Whenever she was confronted with any sort of problem in life, she always made sure to turn to her best friend for advice. Surely he would be able to help her make the right decision.

"Whew! Man I am beat!" Link wiped the sweat from his brow and sheathed his sword. "You know, you're pretty tough for someone so small."

Meta Knight sheathed Galaxia and wrapped his cape around himself, nodding slightly.

"Hmph. Indeed," he replied. "You are not bad yourself. I can tell you have been wielding that legendary sword for most of your lifetime."

Link smirked and sat down on a nearby bench in the Training Room. He took a quick swig from his water bottle before catching his breath from the skirmish.

"You think so?" he asked, taking another drink. Meta Knight gave a solemn bow before turning around and heading to the exit.

"I do. There's something about you—when we were sparring, I mean—that I didn't notice about you before. Something that wasn't there during the Subspace Emissary." The Star Warrior's back remained facing him.

Link nearly choked on his water upon responding.

"Erm, what do you mean?" he said, standing up.

Meta Knight remained where he stood, his eyes focused on the door before him.

"I am not sure," he said in a low tone. "You don't seem..." Meta Knight coughed aggressively before hastily gliding out of the room. "Never mind; it's nothing."

Link stood there in silence for a few seconds pondering what the Star Warrior was implying when all of a sudden, Zelda entered the room.

"Link! There you are!" she exclaimed. Link dropped his shield on the ground and met her in the middle of the room on the sparring mat.

"Oh hey, Zelda!" he replied, embracing her in a warm hug. Upon seeing her face, he had completely forgotten about what Meta Knight had told him moments before. "What brings you here? I thought you were sleeping?"

"I got up a bit earlier than normal today. But that's not the point." She broke away from him and produced the letter. "Look, I found this in front of my dormitory this morning."

Link eyed the piece of paper curiously.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Ok, this may sound a bit crazy..." she said hesitantly, "...but I believe it is a love letter from Ike."

If Link had had water in his mouth, he would have spat it all over her face just like he did in front of Meta Knight.

"What!" he shouted in disbelief. "A love letter!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! I don't want anyone to hear about this."

Suddenly, Captain Falcon poked his head in the room.

"Good morning Link! Good morning Zelda!" he greeted happily. "How are you—"

"Falcon, now's not the time," replied Link shaking his head.

The F-Zero pilot gave an over-exaggerated frown.

"Aw, I was just trying to—"

"OUT!"

"Sheesh, alright, alright, don't get your panties in a knot..."

Captain Falcon closed the door quietly before strutting back down the hall on his morning walk. The two Hylians paused for a few moments, verifying that they were once again alone before continuing.

"Are you trying to tell me Ike ran up to your room, dropped this letter in front of your door, and left without saying anything?" asked Link seriously.

Zelda nodded shyly.

"It's just... what he wrote that bugs me. What should I tell him?" she said nervously.

Link rubbed his chin, puzzling a bit, before replying.

"Well, I guess that depends... do you feel the same way about him?" Link leaned in close to Zelda's face as he said this, leaving her without much choice but to back away slightly out of discomfort.

"I don't," she replied bluntly. "I mean, he's a nice guy and everything. But, he's just not the one for me. I only know him as a friend and that's all we are. At least, that's what I thought..." She looked up at her friend and noticed he was smiling rather stupidly, as if in a trance. Link's eyes were wide and bulging, but Zelda couldn't tell exactly what part of her he was focusing on. "Um... Link?" she asked, waving a hand in front of him. "Are you feeling okay?" He soon snapped back into reality, retaining his regular smile.

"Oh! Yeah, I'm good!" he replied reassuringly. "I'm just a bit shaken up from that skirmish with Meta Knight. The guy's got knives for wings, you know what I mean?"

Zelda paused and stared at him for a moment unsure.

"Er, yeah," she said. "But getting back to what I was saying, Link, what do you think I should do now?"

Link gave a small smirk before grabbing her hand and pulling her to the Training Room exit.

"Well, if what you say is the truth, then it seems to me Ike needs to get his facts straight. Let's head down to the dining room and see if he's there, shall we?"

Zelda made no reply, but complied with Link's strange and pushy attitude. She didn't know what it was, but for some reason, Link seemed unusually happy today. Unusually happy indeed.