Those Pesky Seven Years

Professor: Alright folks, my first new story in years! Man, it feels great to be back at this. I've missed uploading new stories. But I have a bunch planned for you and I really plan on being more active on this site.

For those interested, I am also posting my stories on Fanfiction.net. My username for that site is on my profile for those who prefer that site.

Anyway, this is just a fun one shot I thought of. Isn't interesting that seven years always pop up in the fandoms? I love exploiting those coincidences.

Anyway, I own neither The Legend of Zelda or Fairy Tail. Please enjoy.

When the Tenrou Team returned home after being frozen in time for seven years, there were quite a few surprises waiting for them. From their own guild, and others.

Some of the good ones were Bisca and Alzacks's marriage and the arrival of Asuka. Or Laxus getting reinstated to the guild. Ren and Sherry's engagement or Romeo growing up. A new magical tournament with other guilds.

There were some not so great surprises as well. Gildarts leaving again. No longer being the top guild in Fiore. Jellal escaping. No word on where Zeref or Acnologia had disappeared to. Lucy's father dying.

But there was one surprise that was always a personal favorite for almost everyone. The story of a strange child who had spent seven years with their guild. A child who was resourceful and intelligent, adventurous and loyal. One with the true Fairy Tail spirit throughout the seven years he spent in Magnolia, growing up before the guild's eyes.

Macao always said that he wished he had made the boy an S-Class, but that was something the Fourth Master never did for anyone, the subject far too painful at the time.

Reedus would draw pictures of the boy all the time while he was there, so they at least had a face to put with the stories.

He always wore a green tunic with a triangular hat. A blue shield with a red crest and three golden triangles they had never seen before adorned his back and he held a sword, one he carried with the confidence that came from knowing how to use the weapon. The look on his face was always harsher than it should be, especially as a child. It was almost as if he had seen things he never should have, stuff he wished he could undo. His blond hair, blue eyes, and pointed nose completed his appearance rather well.

"Link came as a lost child, but grew into a fine man," Macao would tell them sadly, "One of the best mages we ever had."

It was at this point that Wakaba would always interrupt, desperate to point out the obvious, "He could give you a run for your money on requip magic Erza; time seemed to stop whenever he needed something. You'd never see him pull it out, but next thing you know, it was in his hand and he'd use that weapon like a pro. Although, he seemed to only use a few simple weapons. He never wanted new ones, only those he came with. But boy, was he talented with them. There was never an end to different ways he would use them. Honestly, it was like that kid was born to slay monsters."

"But he did always seem confused that we called it 'requip'," Macao would jump back in and say, "To him, what he was doing was natural, not magic."

Finally the Tenrou Team had had enough. They demanded answers, details about this boy.

"What happened to him?!" Erza burst out, her friends nodding in agreement, "Where did he come from?! Where did he go?!"

"Oui, oui, that's quite a story," Reedus answered first, "But we don't exactly know."

"What do you mean you don't know?" Levy huffed at him.

"Link-nii-chan would tell us, but it was always about this made up place named Hyrule," Romeo explained, "We've never found it."