A/N: I haven't found a lot of Corrin x Ike and I like to make every girl like Ike since I think he deserves it and I'm like that... weird. I'm sure he's not actually that way. ;) He probably just wants one girl, like normal. But... yeah. R&R and, because I want to unashamedly say my writing is... better than some... if you like this story, visit my profile. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. I own my descriptions though.


She climbed the stairs, higher and higher, circling the tower until she reached the top and the shining marble floor stretched out before her. She stepped onto it, her bare foot soaking in the coolness of the stone and sending a shiver up her spine. A smile broke onto her face and she beamed at the sky as the moon shone through the domed roof-the white light sending a blue glow onto the floor through the tinted glass. The vines that climbed along the glass and clung to the golden crosspieces brought dark black shadows of leaves and curly cues shooting across the floor in a natural checker pattern.

With a small hop she flung open her arms and spun around, the moonlight washing over her face and her soft white hair shimmering as it billowed out around her. She tensed briefly and leapt lightly into the air, twisting until one hand felt the floor and she pushed off into a cartwheel. As she righted herself she dashed forward and pressed her nose against the cold glass.

Through it she could see the vast expanse of the heavens, stars twinkling like thousands of glitter flecks in the black sky. Far down below the grass was a brilliantly dark green that slowly faded as her breath fogged the glass. She stepped away from it and drew with her forefinger his name. It dulled as her breath did and she blew on the glass again. The name reappeared, though not as stark.

She retraced it, and again watched it fade. Pressing her palm over the glass, she began walking along the edge of the dome, her fingertips brushing along the blue glass. Shivering in the cold she smiled ruefully as she looked down at her bare toes. The smile faded as his name had and she sat down abruptly, her back pressed against the wall of the dome; pulling her knees up to her chest and clasping her arms around them.

Why was she so different? Why so strange? Why repulsive? Why… Interesting? She placed her forehead on her knees, her hair falling all around her. It concealed her in a strange way and she felt safer, the tears that had welled in her eyes slowly drying up. It was good to be alone for right now.

"What are you doing here?"

She raised her head and peaked out from beneath her screen of hair at the figure who stood by the stairs. The figure could only be one person. Only one had that hulking build with the messy hair and the ragged cape. Only one had the headband. Only one was him.

"I…" Tongue-tied as usual she could only get quickly to her feet and stare hard at the ground. "I'm sorry," she made out.

"No need to be," he insisted.

The marble tiles she stared at blurred together as tears of shyness formed again. His footsteps were heavy as he approached her. A hand was laid on her shoulder and she tried not to flinch. It was wonderful and rather disarming at the same time. And she didn't like to be disarmed. Her guard always had to be up.

She ran towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?" he called softly after her.

She stopped, hand hovering atop the railing and she hesitantly brushed her light hair away from her eyes with a slender finger. "To bed. It's late."

"It was late before I came up and you didn't seem like you were planning to leave," he countered, approaching her. He stopped suddenly as she took a step down the stairs. "Are you afraid of me?"

"No," she answered.

"I know I can be cruel in the brawls," he continued, looking flustered, "but I promise you I'm very nice if you get to know me."

"I… believe it."

"Do you want to know it?" he asked, his blue eyes sparkling with earnestness in the light of the moon.

"What are you saying?"

"No one knows anything about you except your brother. I don't bite, so come and talk with me. Tell me about yourself."

"There's really nothing to tell."

"Oh? You seem a very interesting person."

Interesting. There was that word that she'd always been called. Interesting. She straightened her back and stared hard at him. He stared back. "I am interesting," she answered. "I am interesting all by myself." She started down the stairs again.

"Corrin, please."

The way he said her name seemed to force her feet to a halt. She didn't move as he came down and stood just behind her. "Won't you…? I don't know how to say this, but I'm really… I want to learn about you. I'm interested in you… That is…" She could practically feel the heat of his blush on the back of her neck.

She started down the stairs again. His heavy steps sounded behind her and she quickened her pace. He was pounding down behind her now, his boots so eternally loud.

"Ike, you're going to wake up everyone," she said, whirling to face him as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

"So you know my name," he answered, stepping down beside her.

Know his name? Of course she knew his name. He was all she thought of. He was the man she'd never known she'd wanted until he had come on the scene. She knew more about him than most did by simply observing him. It brought a smile to her lips and his wonderful smile shone back eagerly.

"So will you speak with me?"

"Speak of what?" She was curious now and his eyes twinkled.

"Whatever you want. Your favorite animal. Your favorite person. Flowers. Clothes. Whatever you want!"

She couldn't help herself as a giggle escaped her lips.

"Where should we talk?" he asked.

She opened her mouth to answer, but her breath froze in her lungs as his large, warm hand encircled her small, cold one.

"Let's go to the gardens, shall we?"

She did not want to go to the gardens. The gardens were outside. Outside was even colder than up at the top of the mansion in the blue-glass dome. Her feet were bare and she had never been thick blooded. But he was going with her and… That was all she needed.

"Yes."

He pushed open the door with his left hand, still holding hers in his right. "It's beautiful out here."

"Yes."

It was beautiful. And freezing. But his hand was warm over hers, and she followed him out. They treaded over the cobblestone path, the moonlight bathing the way ahead of them in white beams of radiance. The bushes that flanked them waved and rustled in the soft breeze.

Ike's boots sounded dully on the wooden bridge as they began to cross the river. He stopped at the crest of the arch and released her hand. Cold flooded over it and she clasped both hands together as they stared out at the black waters below. The waves were highlighted as they dipped and rose.

She clenched her teeth to keep them from chattering, wondering how long he would want to stay with someone as quiet, shy, and… interesting as she was.

"You're beautiful," he said quietly out of the stillness.

The silence was thick and it clogged her nose and mouth. Her breath was trapped inside and her face, so cold, flamed crimson.

"I'm sorry. That was forward." He was apologizing for saying the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her before. She turned to face him.

"Corrin!"

She nodded, trying not to be alarmed at the anxiousness in his voice.

"Your lips are blue. Oh, this is my fault. I shouldn't have brought you out here. I don't really feel the cold, but… and you're barefoot!" He unfastened his cape and slipped the rough cloth around her shoulders. It was warm from him and it smelled of spices and meat.

"I don't have shoes for you…"

Her lips parted to say she didn't mind the chill and she didn't need shoes. His face was suddenly very close to hers and his arm was around her back. His other arm pushed against her knees and they bent from the pressure. And then he was holding her.

She stretched out her arms from the folds of his cape and clasped him about the neck. Facing forward she avoided any looks he was giving her, and watched as the mansion loomed back into sight. The two lanterns that glinted on either side of the door were a warm, welcoming yellow and she felt a smile come to her face as a tear escaped her eye and slid down her cheek.

"Corrin? Have I made you cry?"

"I… I am very happy, Ike." She turned to look at him and found she was so close she could see all the intricate patterns in his eyes. The blue was ultramarine. A light ultramarine. And his whole face was so close…

She leaned forward, shut her eyes, and placed a kiss on his cheek. His skin was soft and she forced herself to pull back. What had she done? He would hate her now. Certainly a man did not want a girl he had just met to kiss him on the cheek. It was too forward. And so unlike her.

He gently placed her on her feet. The stones felt rough and hard on her heals and the cold seeped up through her ankles and to her legs. It continued to her very heart and she swallowed, everything frozen as he stared down at her. And bent and…

His lips were soft as they pressed against her forehead and they warmed her all over.

As they entered the mansion she glanced down at his hand and swallowed before slipping her fingers around his so they were intertwined. A hesitant glance up proved he was smiling gently down at her.

She was interesting, but that was okay. Because he didn't care. She was cold, but that was okay. Because they were inside now and he was holding her hand. She beamed.


I have no idea why I keep referring to the cold. Don't ask me why. If she was an Elsa, it'd make more sense, but pairing Ike and Elsa would be... strange.

I was also thinking that she should totally have doubts about him and how far he wants to take their relationship and how bold she can be with him. Should she ask him to go with her up to the dome the next night, or should she let him make all the advances so she's not embarrassed? After all, she's still very shy. Hmm… I think Ike would probably be more likely to press on with this and she will just follow him because she's swept away. Otherwise she might be a little OOC, at least in this story. Which isn't even a story. It's a one-shot because I wanted to do a Corrin x Ike and because I wanted to practice my descriptions in writing. Cheers all!

(P.S. this might become a collection of one-shots for random things I write, because I write random things and I don't need to have a billion separate stories for all my drabbles.)