malon knows

Malon had onced hoped for a knight on a white horse to pick her out of the hay and manure and whisk her away to a land filled with unending happiness. She had been young when she had wished for such things. Now, mistress to the Dark Lord, she wished for things like a means to combine the life of Malon the farm girl with that of Malon the queen, or the knowledge to save both her country and her lover, or for the courage to fall with Ganondorf when his reign ends.

She wasn't unhappy, despite the negitivity that tinged her dreams, merely older and wiser.

present tense

Taichi has little doubt that Yamato is gay. Gayer than that queer who stands outside that gay strip club in a mini skirt and pink lipstick and attempts to grab the crotches of innocent (and not so innocent) passerbys. He's a fairy. A fag. A fluff. Taichi just knows.

Taichi's not too sure about himself. Looking at Yamato makes him hungry for something and sometimes, when the light glints off Yamato's hair just so, it makes Taichi squirm.

Some days Taichi blames it all on last night's dinner. Other times, when he feels a bit more truthful, he understands that he harbors a love for the blond.

He'll tell him tomorrow.

Maybe.