A/N: I get to many ideas in my head. Enjoy this new story by me! DISCLAIMER: Don't own Zelda the video game series brought to us by Nintendo, only my crazy story using some characters and my OC.

Arrival

Link leaned back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head. His eyes were closed, but in his mind, thoughts were racing. He opened his right eye and looked over to his stepbrother. The redhead on his right was scanning the pages of a Newtype magazine while holing a can of cola.

"Check it out, a third Gundam Seed series has been confirmed," he said.

Link shook his head and opened his other eye, "That's the show with the robots right? Thought you hated the second one, Vincent?"

"So sue me, I hated Destiny," Vincent said. He ran his fingers through his scarlet hair. "Hopefully this will compensate for that catastrophe."

"If anyone sued us, they'd be rich just for trying." Link said.

"Touché," Vincent closed the magazine and looked out the window the showed nothing but clouds and blue sky. "I wonder when we're going to land, I want to get off this plane."

"Should've never hacked into the school's database and sent in a virus. We could've been home with some girls," Link complained.

The two were flying, first-class, to a little place far from home. Sons of a CEO and investor, they were taken from their home in Beverly Hills and sent to stay with a 'close friend' of dad's.

"Sirs, is there anything else you would like before landing?" said a stewardess.

"We're landing soon, finally…" Vincent said. He then reached into his pocket and took out an ipod.

"So, nothing at all?"

"No, thanks," Link said. The stewardess began to walk away, "But I sure love to get a few minutes with you in the bathroom…"

The captain's voice came over the speakers and confirmed their descent. Link let out a sigh and looked at his brother who had already began to pray so that they would land safely. Letting out a soft chuckle, he closed his eyes one more time.

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Link grabbed his last suitcase from the moving conveyor belt. He looked over to his brother who was waiting for him as he sat on his ten or so suitcases. Rolling them toward his brother, it was then that the many, many differences showed themselves.

Even though they weren't related by blood, the two were close to each other. Just as brothers and best friends do, they did everything together ever since Vincent's father married Link's mother when they were around six. Physically, Link was the more common type with his blond locks and blue eyes. His clothing style was usually jeans, an opened long-sleeved shirt with a white undershirt and a pair of Timberlands. Vincent on the other hand was more…animated. He wore jeans, usually with a picture of some cartoon character on it with a matching shirt, this time Bugs Bunny with his pair of Air Force One's.

As Vincent and Link walked out of the airport, they spotted a white, Cadillac Escalade, the sports utility truck edition.

"I would so love that ride," Vincent commented. He looked around expecting a limo but some employee from the airport came running up to him.

"Excuse me sir, do you happen to be Vincent Aegis and Link Knightly?" they asked.

"Yeah…" Vincent said.

The employee dug around his pockets and produced a set of keys; "Your father has sent that truck to you." He pointed to the Cadillac.

"Sweet," Vincent said, grabbing the keys from the man. He held them to his chest and looked up, "I may have said many horrible things about you, and I'm not taking them back, but you are one of the best pops."

Link and Vincent walked over to the Escalade and climbed into it. The truck was fully loaded with everything Vincent asked for. Power steering, power locks, leather seats, sun roof, just about everything.

"Put those glasses on four eyes," Link said. "I don't want to get into an accident."

Vincent glared at Link. He then reached into his pocket, pulled out a case and opened it. He took out his silver framed glasses with red tinted lenses. He started the car and started to drive.

As soon as they got onto the highway, Link fiddled with the GPS trying to locate the house they were suppose to stay at. After an hour of driving around in circles and backing out of dead ends, they found the house they were looking for.

Unlike the glorious mansion they lived before, they were going to stay in a normal, 2-story house like regular teenagers. The driveway was empty as they pulled in. Both of them climbed out and closed the truck's doors.

"Any idea how we suppose to get inside?" Link asked.

Vincent jingled the car keys. Instead of just one for the truck, there was another one. He walked over to the front door and opened the lock. Vincent then simply turned the doorknob and entered the house.

Link closed the door behind him and wandered around the foyer, which lead right into the living room. A long couch that curved around a glass coffee table met with Link first as he dropped himself on it. He grabbed the remote from the table and turned on the plasma TV. He switched it to MTV and raised the volume.

Vincent head emerged from within the stainless steal beast. He had an apple in his hand and closed the door to the beast's mouth. "Spiffy refrigerator. I had one of these in my room back in BH."

He then looked around in the cupboards and with a fruitless search, walked back into the living room. "When do you think…who the hell was it that supposed to take care of us?" Vincent said as he plopped onto the couch.

"Some lady called Ms. Harkinian," Link answered. Just as he answered, the door opened and in came a middle aged woman with two other girls with her.

Instantly the boys, sat up in the couch.

"You must be Link and Vincent." Said the woman. She gestured to the girls to sit down.

"And I take it your Ms. Harkinian," Vincent said.

She smiled at them, "Vincent, you are the pitting image of your father. Right, well, yes I am Vanessa Harkinian. Any one has any other questions?"

"Yeah, why are we here in some city away from home?" Link asked.

"Pop's did only say he was sending us over here. Not much of an explanation," Vincent said.

"You see, pay attention Malon," Ms. Harkinian said to the girl redhead who seemed bored already. "The reason is to make sure that you four spend your last year of high school together so that our Fortune 500 companies will be more tightly allied with each other."

"That explains it all," Vincent said. "You just want to make sure we don't mess up the company so ya'll decided to put us together and raise us as one group instead of four individuals."

"Yes, that and we thought it would be best you four got to know each other."

"Alright, I can buy that. What about the whole, we are in a small house and probably going to end up in a public school?" Vincent asked.

"You catch on quick Vincent. A better way in making sure you wont be too spoiled on your way to college. Look, I'll make us some dinner; it is already nearing 5 o'clock. Just introduce yourselves." Ms. Harkinian said and left for the kitchen.

Link looked at the two girls. The redhead that sat next to Vincent was extraordinarily beautiful for a junior going on senior. She has clear, sapphire eyes and a lovely sized chest that Link absolutely loved. The blond was equally stunning but didn't have the same assets.

"We got to break this ice somehow," Vincent said as he stood up. "Ladies, I am Vincent Dante Aegis. There is my step-brother, who is ogling you already, Link 'not so' Knightly."

"I already know who both of you are," Said the blond. "My mother already told me, I'm Zelda Harkinian."

"So that's your mother making," Link smelled the air. "I'm guessing…food?"

"Idiot…" Vincent murmured.

"No one is going to ask me who I am?" asked the redhead.

Vincent raised his glasses and leaned in closer for a look, "I don't need to, Ms. Malon Valentine. I do read the newspapers and I got to say, some things aren't that nice about you."

"I hate paparazzi," She said. "They never do anything that helps someone's image."

"Maybe you shouldn't be so wild?" Link asked.

"You don't know me," She replied.

"Oh, the hostility," Vincent said.

"Can you even spell that word?" Zelda questioned.

"I'm not the one who's blond." Vincent retorted.

A few minutes later and the living room were filled with curse words in seven different languages and a lot of yelling. Ms. Harkinian walked into the room. She settled them all down with her piercing stare.

"I understand this isn't an ideal situation but you have to make the most of it," she said. "You have just a little over a year with each other, make the best of it.

"Pfft, she started it," Link said, turning away from Malon.

"You lying piece of…" Malon started.

"Ms. Valentine, please no more. You too Link. I think it's best if all of you got the luggage from the cars and settle yourselves in your rooms upstairs."

"Question, Vanessa, can I call you Vanessa, why is it that you are our guardian and not my father or Malon's father or even Link's mother?" Vincent asked.

"Let's see, one, no you cannot. Second, it's simpler for me if I do because I'm not in the office for 18 hours a day and 365 days a year. I can run my company from here simply because my job isn't as demanding as the rest of your parents."

"I guess that explains that," Vincent said.

The four teenagers went to the driveway to get their luggage. The boys had an easier time getting their luggage up but the girls were a different story.

"Finished," Vincent said as he walked back downstairs for a snack. He saw Malon struggling with a big suitcase on the first step. He reached the bottom and took a moment before opening his mouth. "Need some help?"

"Will you please?" Malon asked innocently. "I'm afraid I cannot heave all my luggage up there."

Vincent spent another half hour bringing up all of the suitcases Malon had with her. By the time he was done, Link already finished bringing his things to his room. Malon, Zelda, and Vincent stood in front of their doors to their rooms. Each room was across from each other in a hallway. Link and Vincent's on one side, the girls the other.

The doors to their respective rooms had a gold letter with the first letter of the owner. Malon simply loved having a golden "M" on her door. Each room was tailored to the person who was going to live in it. Vincent had his own television and a nice sized entertainment center. Link had a loud stereo and a place for his gym equipment. Malon had an enormous walk-in closet and Zelda had the library of her dreams.

"Dinner!" yelled Ms. Harkinian.

Down at the dinner table, Link and Vincent simply inhaled the chicken dinner. Barely even taking time to chew, the boys finished their dinner the fastest.

"You are such pigs," Malon said, not even half way done with her dinner.

"They're guys, what do you expect?" Zelda whispered to Malon.

"After dinner, why not you all go to bed or finish unpacking?" Ms. Harkinian suggested. "It was a long day after all."

"That is such a great idea Ms. Harkinian, think I'll do just that," Vincent said as he sprinted off.

After their meal, everyone else went up to their rooms. One thing was for sure; the next day wasn't going to be any better than the first.

A/N: Sleepy…