Mario always told him he was lucky to have him. And he believed it.

You think you're special

You do

I can see it in your eyes

I can see it when you laugh at me

Look down on me

And walk around on me...

Link never received an ounce of respect. Mario treated him like a child, like he couldn't think for himself, like he didn't need to. He was never one to stick up for himself.

Just one more fight

About your leadership

And I will straight up

Leave your shit

Cause I've had enough of this

And now I'm pissed...

Next time...

It was always next time. Next time he yelled at him, next time he brushed him off. He always felt like he was at the end of his rope, but just when he was ready to snap, something gave. Mario would smile at him, kiss him, grab his hand. The sex wasn't bad either. He knew it was more of a possessive thing than affection but...

It was something.

Something that kept him crawling back.

This time I will let it all come out

This time I will stand up and shout

I will do things my way

It's my way

My way or the highway...

Sometimes he could see it, he could see himself running forward and punching that look right off his face. He was bigger, he was stronger, and he was much, much angrier. He wanted to, he wanted to so bad. But he always managed to hold his tongue and keep himself still.

Just one more fight

About a lot of things

And I will give up everything

To be on my own again

Free again...

Link often wondered if he'd be better off without Mario. He just didn't know if he could go back to being alone.

Some day you'll see things my way

Cause you never know

No, you never know

When you're gonna go...

He knew full well that Mario didn't like being alone either. Maybe he'd start treating him better if he knew Link thought about leaving him. He wasn't getting any younger. He'd become desperate, clinging to him so he wouldn't have to die alone. Or, at least he thought so.

Just one more fight

And I'll be history

Yes, I will straight up

Leave your shit

And you'll be the one who's left

Missing me.

Again he finds himself squaring his jaw, eyes fiery blue, clenching his fists. He'll regret it, he'd make him regret every word.

One day..

Heroshipping songfic. I have no regrets.

"My Way" by Limp Bizkit