#rauru is a hopeless flirt and sonia is into that

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A little Rauru meets Sonia snippet

Rauru was falling. 

It was like one of those dreams where your heart rises right out of your body until you jerk awake in a cold sweat. Only this was no dream. And the only end he would find was the unyielding earth waiting below.

He could see his tears, torn loose by the wind and glittering like diamonds in the fading sunlight. It was beautiful, and he might’ve appreciated it if he wasn’t focused on the sight of his island fading away into a tiny speck high up in the sky.

Rauru closed his eyes, white lashes sweeping sunbrowned cheeks. He braced for the collision.

But it never came.

Rauru opened his eyes tentatively. His body was wrapped in a soft golden light and he was rising back up into the now colorless sky as a clock’s gentle ticking echoed in his ears. 

Am I dead? 

Time remembered its proper order with a snap. The sky regained its blinding color and Rauru fell into someone’s waiting arms.

He looked up into her face and suddenly teardrops in the wind seemed like a crude mockery of beauty.

Man, I really am dead. 

Honey blond curls cupped fawn brown cheeks and framed eyes as lush as the meadow that surrounded them. Rauru said the first thing that came to mind. “I think I just fell for you.”

She dropped him abruptly on his back.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” The girl clapped her hands over her mouth. “Are you okay?”

“I’mfine.” Rauru wheezed. “ButI’lljustliehereforaminuteuntiloxygenreturnstomysorry lungsifyoudon’tmind.”

The grass was damp on his back and he could feel the earth, firm and steady, supporting him as his chest rose up and down. He’d never appreciated the solid safety of having dirt beneath him until this exact moment. He resolved never to take it for granted again.

He resolved not to take anything for granted again. Not the dew in the grass or the pollen in the air or the specks of light caught in this stranger’s beautiful eyes.

The girl cautiously sat down beside him, smoothing her skirt over her legs. Her limbs were marked by white-painted swirls, and she wore a bronze bangle around one bare ankle. “Where did you come from?”

Rauru pointed skyward, but the expanse was empty save for a few dandelion seed clouds. His island was nowhere to be seen. He let his hand fall limply to his chest.

The girl peered into the sky. “But- there’s nothing up there.”

Rauru smiled. “You’re sorely mistaken, my lady. There’s a whole world up there.”

“A land in the sky.” Her brow furrowed. “I’d call you crazy if you hadn’t just fallen from open air.”

Rauru shrugged. “Call me crazy if you like. But most folks call me Rauru.”

“I’m sorry I dropped you, Rauru.”

He liked the way his name sounded when she said it. “That’s alright.” He sat up and rubbed his chest. “One could say that you leave me a little breathless.”

“That’s-” She buried a smile and shook her head. “I’m Sonia.”

“Sonia.”

The Zonai elders painted murals of the Hylians, stick-like creatures with no horns, ungradiented skin, and unopened third eyes. The pictures had failed to capture how lovely they were.

“What are you looking at?” She asked, her eyes flicking back and forth like he was a book she was trying to decipher.

“You.” He said.

Her smile was back, then smothered just as quickly as the first time.

Mineru had always called him a romantic. But brushing fingers with death had put everything in perspective, and consequently his sister’s scoldings had fallen to the bottom of the priority list. 

Maybe this was a dream. Maybe he would hit the ground in a couple seconds and wake up dead. But he was never going to close his eyes to something beautiful ever again. 

If this was the view, he wouldn’t mind falling forever.

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I think young Rauru was a smooth but hopeless romantic and Sonia was a niave but highly intelligent lady who became quite stupid whenever he flirted with her.

Absolute power couple