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Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess Fanfiction
Shoot, started…9/16/2012?
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Months had passed since the two realms have been separated, permanently, thanks to the Twilight Princess herself. The insane usurper, Zant, has been banished, defeated by the Hero of Hyrule. Yet, the princess couldn't shake off this layer of uneasiness that stubbornly hugged her skin.
Princess Zelda stood in her office, staring out the large window thoughtfully with her hands clasped behind her back. Her waist long brown hair was free of its formal plaid, trailing down her back with her two twists still on either side of her face. The princess had removed her shoulder plates some time ago, leaving them rather unprofessionally on the floor. She didn't care much, and she most certainly didn't care if it upset her maids. Her tiara was left sitting regally on her brow; the princess could never seem to make herself remove it except for sleeping and bathing. It gave her a sense of duty, something to keep her going every day.
"Your Majesty?" A sudden voice shot through the peaceful serenity of her room, causing the princess to turn her head sharply to the side.
"Yes, what is it?" Zelda snapped, regretting it immediately upon seeing who had interrupted her thoughts.
She turned around, unclasping her hands and leaving them at her sides. A smile tugged at her lips as she met the eyes of the young Captain of her Guard. It seemed only logical that she made the Hero of Hyrule the Captain of her Guard. Though, part of the princess knew that she just wanted the young man close.
"Captain Link, excuse my sharpness." She murmured quickly, glancing behind him to give a nod at the two guards accompanying him.
"Please, excuse my intrusion, Princess." Link smoothly replied, his dark blonde hair brushing just above his piercing blue eyes. “But, the Zora Consulate is here.”
Zelda turned her head away, cursing under her breath. She had forgotten about that.
“Prince Rallis is very insistent on seeing you, Princess.” Link continued, his lips twitching as he tried to keep a laugh at bay. “You have promised to see him for the last few weeks, but…”
The guards behind him raised their brows in surprise and shock. How dare their captain address the princess as such! One even cleared his throat pointedly, but Link paid no mind.
“Yes, well, sometimes even a princess forgets.” Zelda said lightly, fiddling with her fingers as she met Link’s eyes. “Captain…a word, please? Alone?”
Link raised a brow, but consented by shooing the guards out the door. They shot curious looks at their captain as the door closed behind them, but went with an obedient silence. Link turned back, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword hanging at his hip. His expression was one of pure curiosity. And, for some reason, it broke Zelda’s heart.
“Link,” She breathed, closing her eyes just as the tears began coming.
“Zelda!” Now that they were alone, he threw all formalities out the window, rushing forward to catch the princess before she fell to the floor.
His strong arms were around her securely, and then she broke all together. Her head fell limply onto his shoulder, her hands clutching at him desperately for…for something, she wasn’t sure what. And he just held her, carefully maneuvering them to the floor. His rough, yet gentle, hands smoothed down her hair, whispering words of comfort as the princess continued to shake.
“I…I miss her…” Zelda finally managed, her fingers grasping his green tunic tight.
Instantly, Link stiffened.
He knew exactly who Zelda was talking about: Midna. He closed his eyes, fighting back his own tears at the mention of the Twilight Princess. Part of Link hated to admit it, but his feelings for Midna were impossible to ignore. He… I loved her. And now that she was gone, part of the hero’s heart left with her. She may have been terribly annoying and awfully rude to him, but Link knew she was just being herself, and maybe even trying to deal with her own feelings for him. In the end, Link couldn’t deny his true feelings: that he had loved her.
And then, he felt Zelda’s fingers brush his face, flicking the tears away that were slowly trickling down his face. His blue eyes opened in surprise, not aware of his tears, but he was more surprised when the princess leaned forward and-
Her lips were soft and supple under his, and Link couldn’t help but kiss her back. While part of his heart belonged to Midna’s, the other part was Zelda’s the moment he first saw her, trapped in her own castle during the Period of Twilight. Somewhere deep inside him, Link felt like he knew the princess for an entire lifetime before they met for the first time. It felt like he had to love her, to give into this strange urge nudging him inside his chest.
It appeared that he was indeed giving into her as his hands caught her face, locking their lips together. She gave a little gasp between kisses, pulling herself into his lap with her legs straddling him on either side.
All thought of the Twilight Princess instantly left Link’s mind, and that part of him that belonged to her cried out in dismay. Shut up, He cursed himself while he moved his hands to Zelda’s waist, fingers splayed across her back rather possessively. She’s gone. She’s never coming back, you know that. Zelda, on the other hand…
“Link…” Zelda breathed, breaking away to brush her lips against his jaw and down his throat, slowly coming back up to meet his lips again.
It wasn’t until her hands were tugging to get under his tunic that Link finally broke away completely. He grabbed her smaller, delicate hands in his a bit roughly. She started at his manner, but he quickly covered it by kissing each of her knuckles softly.
“The Zora Consulate, Princess…” He reminded her, though the sound of desire lingered in his deep, throaty tone.
“Goddesses, fish is the last thing I want to be thinking about right now.” Zelda muttered with an equally lustful voice, bringing her forehead to his.
Link laughed, gently shaking them both. He brought up a finger to trace her cheek, sighing. The princess closed her eyes, leaning into his touch.
Suddenly, her eyes burst open and she flew backwards, away from him as if his finger was burning her skin.
“Zelda-!” Link started, but she held out a hand.
The princess was breathing deeply, and fast. Her sparkling blue violet eyes were wide with shock, and she appeared to be shaking. Link made a move towards her again, but Zelda only shook her head.
“Dear Din, what did we just do?” She finally whispered, her hands fluttering over her heart anxiously. “I just…” Zelda brought a hand to her forehead, looking over Link with almost wild eyes.
“Zelda,” Link tried again, moving onto his knees.
“No, Link.” The princess said fiercely, bolting upward so she looked down at him. “This was…it was a mistake.” Her eyes flashed, sorrow and regret behind them as she took in his hurt expression. “If my people were to know of such an affair taking place…”
“Why does it have to be an ‘affair’?” Link questioned gruffly, standing up to now tower over the princess by nearly a head (He hit a major growth spurt since the defeat of Zant, something that Link liked to boast about quite a bit). “Why can’t the princess court the Captain of her Guard? Zelda, we can’t ignore something like this anymore.”
She took in a sharp breath, her fingers clutching at her heart.
“So you’ve felt it, too, then?” She murmured after a pause.
Link raised his brows, matching her puzzled expression. He glanced away, his eyes blinking rapidly as he tried to think clearly. There had indeed been something in him that had felt different over the last few weeks. There was this, this yearning almost. But for what?
A few seconds passed, and when he looked back, he was surprised to see the glimmer of tears running fresh down the princess’s face.
“I…” Her voice cracked, and she turned her head away sharply, curling her hand into a fist. “That was foolish of me to think that…Never mind, Link.”
“Zelda,”
The princess snapped her head back, hope sparkling in her eyes as clear as day. His hands slowly came back, cupping her face gently. He felt her shudder under his touch, his thumbs brushing away the tears. With much less lust and fervor, Link lowered his head and pressed his lips against the princess’s. She reacted immediately, looping her arms around his waist and kissing him back with an equal amount of gentleness.
Link felt Zelda smile under his kiss, which made him want to kiss her forever. He moved his hands down her neck to slide down her arms, holding her forearms. Then, he pulled away, but not before Zelda got a few more quick pecks in.
“I need you, my princess.” He murmured, pulling her closer to his lean, muscular body. “Far more than I care to admit, honestly.” Link had no idea where the words were coming from, but he let them flow as he held Zelda close. “This feels right, and I’ve never felt too right about anything before.”
Zelda’s forefinger and ring finger pressed against his lips, her own lips pursed in a “shh”. Once he stopped speaking, her fingers trailed down to his chest and her hands rested over his beating heart.
“And I need you, my hero.” Zelda said softly, staring right up into his eyes. “More than I need to breath, even.”
“That’s a little dramatic, isn’t it?” Link whispered, their lips now inches away as he bowed his head.
“Shut up.”
Her fingers curled into this tunic tightly, pulling his lips to hers. This kiss was far more gentle and intimate than the quick, passionate ones they shared seconds ago. It made Zelda melt, to feel his warm lips against hers in a perfect harmonic way.
The itchiness in her chest, that anxiety that a terrible occurrence was lurking in the shadows, was suddenly gone. Then again, everything was suddenly gone from her mind at the moment. She was too busy kissing her captain, her hero.

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Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess Fanfiction
Shoot, started…9/16/2012?
Need
Months had passed since the two realms have been separated, permanently, thanks to the Twilight Princess herself. The insane usurper, Zant, has been banished, defeated by the Hero of Hyrule. Yet, the princess couldn't shake off this layer of uneasiness that stubbornly hugged her skin.
Princess Zelda stood in her office, staring out the large window thoughtfully with her hands clasped behind her back. Her waist long brown hair was free of its formal plaid, trailing down her back with her two twists still on either side of her face. The princess had removed her shoulder plates some time ago, leaving them rather unprofessionally on the floor. She didn't care much, and she most certainly didn't care if it upset her maids. Her tiara was left sitting regally on her brow; the princess could never seem to make herself remove it except for sleeping and bathing. It gave her a sense of duty, something to keep her going every day.
"Your Majesty?" A sudden voice shot through the peaceful serenity of her room, causing the princess to turn her head sharply to the side.
"Yes, what is it?" Zelda snapped, regretting it immediately upon seeing who had interrupted her thoughts.
She turned around, unclasping her hands and leaving them at her sides. A smile tugged at her lips as she met the eyes of the young Captain of her Guard. It seemed only logical that she made the Hero of Hyrule the Captain of her Guard. Though, part of the princess knew that she just wanted the young man close.
"Captain Link, excuse my sharpness." She murmured quickly, glancing behind him to give a nod at the two guards accompanying him.
"Please, excuse my intrusion, Princess." Link smoothly replied, his dark blonde hair brushing just above his piercing blue eyes. “But, the Zora Consulate is here.”
Zelda turned her head away, cursing under her breath. She had forgotten about that.
“Prince Rallis is very insistent on seeing you, Princess.” Link continued, his lips twitching as he tried to keep a laugh at bay. “You have promised to see him for the last few weeks, but…”
The guards behind him raised their brows in surprise and shock. How dare their captain address the princess as such! One even cleared his throat pointedly, but Link paid no mind.
“Yes, well, sometimes even a princess forgets.” Zelda said lightly, fiddling with her fingers as she met Link’s eyes. “Captain…a word, please? Alone?”
Link raised a brow, but consented by shooing the guards out the door. They shot curious looks at their captain as the door closed behind them, but went with an obedient silence. Link turned back, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword hanging at his hip. His expression was one of pure curiosity. And, for some reason, it broke Zelda’s heart.
“Link,” She breathed, closing her eyes just as the tears began coming.
“Zelda!” Now that they were alone, he threw all formalities out the window, rushing forward to catch the princess before she fell to the floor.
His strong arms were around her securely, and then she broke all together. Her head fell limply onto his shoulder, her hands clutching at him desperately for…for something, she wasn’t sure what. And he just held her, carefully maneuvering them to the floor. His rough, yet gentle, hands smoothed down her hair, whispering words of comfort as the princess continued to shake.
“I…I miss her…” Zelda finally managed, her fingers grasping his green tunic tight.
Instantly, Link stiffened.
He knew exactly who Zelda was talking about: Midna. He closed his eyes, fighting back his own tears at the mention of the Twilight Princess. Part of Link hated to admit it, but his feelings for Midna were impossible to ignore. He… I loved her. And now that she was gone, part of the hero’s heart left with her. She may have been terribly annoying and awfully rude to him, but Link knew she was just being herself, and maybe even trying to deal with her own feelings for him. In the end, Link couldn’t deny his true feelings: that he had loved her.
And then, he felt Zelda’s fingers brush his face, flicking the tears away that were slowly trickling down his face. His blue eyes opened in surprise, not aware of his tears, but he was more surprised when the princess leaned forward and-
Her lips were soft and supple under his, and Link couldn’t help but kiss her back. While part of his heart belonged to Midna’s, the other part was Zelda’s the moment he first saw her, trapped in her own castle during the Period of Twilight. Somewhere deep inside him, Link felt like he knew the princess for an entire lifetime before they met for the first time. It felt like he had to love her, to give into this strange urge nudging him inside his chest.
It appeared that he was indeed giving into her as his hands caught her face, locking their lips together. She gave a little gasp between kisses, pulling herself into his lap with her legs straddling him on either side.
All thought of the Twilight Princess instantly left Link’s mind, and that part of him that belonged to her cried out in dismay. Shut up, He cursed himself while he moved his hands to Zelda’s waist, fingers splayed across her back rather possessively. She’s gone. She’s never coming back, you know that. Zelda, on the other hand…
“Link…” Zelda breathed, breaking away to brush her lips against his jaw and down his throat, slowly coming back up to meet his lips again.
It wasn’t until her hands were tugging to get under his tunic that Link finally broke away completely. He grabbed her smaller, delicate hands in his a bit roughly. She started at his manner, but he quickly covered it by kissing each of her knuckles softly.
“The Zora Consulate, Princess…” He reminded her, though the sound of desire lingered in his deep, throaty tone.
“Goddesses, fish is the last thing I want to be thinking about right now.” Zelda muttered with an equally lustful voice, bringing her forehead to his.
Link laughed, gently shaking them both. He brought up a finger to trace her cheek, sighing. The princess closed her eyes, leaning into his touch.
Suddenly, her eyes burst open and she flew backwards, away from him as if his finger was burning her skin.
“Zelda-!” Link started, but she held out a hand.
The princess was breathing deeply, and fast. Her sparkling blue violet eyes were wide with shock, and she appeared to be shaking. Link made a move towards her again, but Zelda only shook her head.
“Dear Din, what did we just do?” She finally whispered, her hands fluttering over her heart anxiously. “I just…” Zelda brought a hand to her forehead, looking over Link with almost wild eyes.
“Zelda,” Link tried again, moving onto his knees.
“No, Link.” The princess said fiercely, bolting upward so she looked down at him. “This was…it was a mistake.” Her eyes flashed, sorrow and regret behind them as she took in his hurt expression. “If my people were to know of such an affair taking place…”
“Why does it have to be an ‘affair’?” Link questioned gruffly, standing up to now tower over the princess by nearly a head (He hit a major growth spurt since the defeat of Zant, something that Link liked to boast about quite a bit). “Why can’t the princess court the Captain of her Guard? Zelda, we can’t ignore something like this anymore.”
She took in a sharp breath, her fingers clutching at her heart.
“So you’ve felt it, too, then?” She murmured after a pause.
Link raised his brows, matching her puzzled expression. He glanced away, his eyes blinking rapidly as he tried to think clearly. There had indeed been something in him that had felt different over the last few weeks. There was this, this yearning almost. But for what?
A few seconds passed, and when he looked back, he was surprised to see the glimmer of tears running fresh down the princess’s face.
“I…” Her voice cracked, and she turned her head away sharply, curling her hand into a fist. “That was foolish of me to think that…Never mind, Link.”
“Zelda,”
The princess snapped her head back, hope sparkling in her eyes as clear as day. His hands slowly came back, cupping her face gently. He felt her shudder under his touch, his thumbs brushing away the tears. With much less lust and fervor, Link lowered his head and pressed his lips against the princess’s. She reacted immediately, looping her arms around his waist and kissing him back with an equal amount of gentleness.
Link felt Zelda smile under his kiss, which made him want to kiss her forever. He moved his hands down her neck to slide down her arms, holding her forearms. Then, he pulled away, but not before Zelda got a few more quick pecks in.
“I need you, my princess.” He murmured, pulling her closer to his lean, muscular body. “Far more than I care to admit, honestly.” Link had no idea where the words were coming from, but he let them flow as he held Zelda close. “This feels right, and I’ve never felt too right about anything before.”
Zelda’s forefinger and ring finger pressed against his lips, her own lips pursed in a “shh”. Once he stopped speaking, her fingers trailed down to his chest and her hands rested over his beating heart.
“And I need you, my hero.” Zelda said softly, staring right up into his eyes. “More than I need to breath, even.”
“That’s a little dramatic, isn’t it?” Link whispered, their lips now inches away as he bowed his head.
“Shut up.”
Her fingers curled into this tunic tightly, pulling his lips to hers. This kiss was far more gentle and intimate than the quick, passionate ones they shared seconds ago. It made Zelda melt, to feel his warm lips against hers in a perfect harmonic way.
The itchiness in her chest, that anxiety that a terrible occurrence was lurking in the shadows, was suddenly gone. Then again, everything was suddenly gone from her mind at the moment. She was too busy kissing her captain, her hero.