HEY GUYS! It's me! I've decided to fix my stories so they are paragraphed right, so right now, I'm busy oing that (It makes it SO much easier to read! Doesn't it?) I'm not going to change anything besides make minor changes like fixing errors and stuff. So everything should be nearly identical as before!

Okay everybody, this is my first story I've posted on the site, Please Don't complain if it's corny, I was bored out of my mind and wanted to see a story about Marth and Meta being pals, no yaoi, not hate each other, just friends. I'm working on part 2 right this second!


"Meta, Meta." Marth whispered as he shoved Meta knight restlessly.

"Hm? Wha-?" Meta knight replied, still a little , Marth, and Ike had been allies in combat, but not really anything more. ". . . ! . . . What now Marth? It's like, two in the morning." Meta knight groaned. "And it better be important, You really don't want to see me when I get angry in the morning." He kept to non-threatening comments , Marth was stronger and could overtake Meta knight if he wanted to. And Besides, Marth was wide awake, and Meta knight was too tired to fight.

"Meta knight, I'm don't feel good." Marth groaned softly. His face was slightly twisted into a look of discomfort.

"Emotionally, or your body hurts?" Meta knight asked. Marth breathed heavily for a second.

"Both." He said shuddering in his skin. Marth didn't get to know Meta knight very well, but he really liked him, and really wanted to be his friend. Meta knight slept with all his armour on when he was around anyone when resting, so the sound of his armour against the stone canyon area on which Ike and the two where on, was most obvious.

"Anything wrong that you want to talk about?" Meta knight asked. 'I sound like a mother or something' he thought to himself.

"Not really, I'm fine and don't need to talk." Marth said. While his thoughts were ' Well I think you're, and I wanna know if you'll be my pal, but you don't seem to like me that much. I feel bad about that a lot, almost like you go out of you way to seem and act annoyed by me.' Then he clutched his stomach "I have a stomach ache." He whispered. The pain was immense, like a slice of metal knifed into his stomach. Meta knight sat up next to Marth and patted him on the side.

"What do you think it's from?" Asked Meta knight. Marth had to tell him, he felt bad Meta knight didn't seem to care to much he was there on a regular basis. He maybe cared now to get Marth out of his wings for a minute.

"I think it's because I feel rejected as a friend." Marth said, feeling stupid inside for his answer. But he did feel a little better he said so. He told Meta knight about the whole reason he was awake. Meta knight was almost invisible in the darkness, but Marth could see the sad look in his glowing yellow eyes. Waiting for his own eyes to adjust better until he could see outlines in the dark, he then tried to put his hand on Meta knight's shoulder, but Meta knight's big bat wing came out and brushed it off. He got up and walked away, wing tips drooping in the sand on the canyon, his big purple feet scuffing it up as well. Marth lay down again, and wished he had never got up. He drifted back to sleep again, but could just hear Meta knight let out a sad sigh before he fell into slumber.


Okay, now I'm working on 2! I'll be very busy! Byebye!