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Roy felt along the dry, cracked edge of the wall outside of the school. It was a border, something to remind the kids here that once they were in, they couldn't get out. It hadn't bothered Roy all too much over the years, his hands having smooth and rough patches from feeling the wall far too much. He was fond of it, the wall, a memory that lied just outside his reach, and he was fond of how he could never quite remember those warm summers with his parents. Sneaking into the school grounds, pretending to be ninjas.

He never found himself disliking anything in life, that warm fondness for everything always resting somewhere in his heart, but he had only felt true passion few times in life. One of those passions was flowers. a great many of them taking his attention ever since he was small. Sometimes, when the cold seeped too deep for flowers to grow, he would ponder about flowers of ice. They were the prettiest flowers of all, resting somewhere he could not see.

He didn't believe in them anymore, though. What was the need?

Roy continued down the boarder of the wall, his fingers gliding on the worn brick like they'd done many times before. He wasn't unfamiliar with the feeling of the wall, the brick seeming to meld perfectly with his fingers, but the other people around him, walking from the school to head home, was another story.

Roy was good at social interactions, to an extent that he would call proficient, but that wasn't quite up to standards for others. That's the reason that many of his friends, besides the small friendship that him and Samus had, we're so open to him.

Sometimes, Roy found himself longing for a hug or a kiss from a friend that wasn't related to him. A simple ember that would light the flames, but he knew well that it wouldn't happen. It never did. So, with a sigh to add effect, Roy continued down the way, a good memory of his path home in his mind as he looked at the pumpkin blossoms rolling beside the wall, a great many of them that eluded to something more that Roy couldn't hope to imagine.

Well, Roy had quite the mind, so there was hope, an odd, plausible sense of excitement.

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Roy sighed out a cold breath of air as he felt along the wall again, today being a Friday, a good day of the week. This wall, a protective thing that gave students a faux sense of security, was probably both Roy's most respected and most pondered sense of school property.

This wall, now crooked with age and weathered from wind, has stood here since 1934. That's one of the greatest achievements that this school had besides having quite the high average. The only A in the state, if he remembered correctly. They'd kept this feat going for years, and everyone was proud of that fact. How lucky he was.

Huffing, Roy watched the last set of students filter out before he looked at the top of the wall, a thing that was only a few feet taller than Roy, probably 4 or 5 in the least. He had always, no matter how old he became, wondered what was behind this old and worn wall. Could it be a zoo of animals that he hadn't heard of for many years, or could it be the swimming pool Roy hadn't seen since he was 10. No matter the case, Roy always found his mind wandering whenever he touched it, and many times he would notice his mind wandered after an hour of standing there like a dolt without a brain.

Most of all, he thought a big ship with its canvass up stood there, waiting.

Roy, now moving towards the pumpkin blossoms by the wall, started his pondering once again. There wasn't any soil here, the ground being mostly concrete, even under the wall, so why was there blossoms growing? With a frown, Roy slowly moved the blossoms out of the way, a large crack, not large enough for him to fit fully through, greeted him from the protection of the plants.

Frowning, Roy peeked through, a sight of greenery and moss greeting him as soon as his senses recovered from the pains of awe and amazement. Peeking further inside, Roy was greeted with the sweet scent of dew and a warm atmosphere of Spring. Huffing, Roy fit his head through and gazed at the completely different world behind the wall. What he saw was quite the beauty, but the strong scent was starting to become suffocating. Gasping, Roy pulled his head from the crack and covered it up with the vines of the soon to be pumpkins.

The world he saw was filled with a plethora of different plants, a great deal of them making Roy's heart pound from either the sight of it or the fact that he found something that someone like him knew about. No matter, Roy could worry about the smaller details at another time, but he should check up on Ike and Marth right now. Marth had gotten sick and Ike and Lucina were taking turns to take care of him.

Based on Roy's somewhat limited idea of his surroundings, he headed off towards where he knew that home was, first.

Glancing around the street, everyone had gone home in hatred towards the cold weather that they all were facing at the moment. It was nice, as fas as Roy's opinion was concerned, but the redhead was one of the few who shared a similar thought. Humming a small tune to himself that Ike taught him, Roy dug in his backpack before he found the bag of chips he had scavenged at their lunch period. And whilst he walked the somewhat barren sidewalk, he looked towards the sky in a sacred awe. An awe that could only be made by him, and him alone.

Opening the door to his home, Roy's eyes scanned inside the place that Samus shared with him. She was the only resident besides Roy himself, and he could have sworn that she would make him pay to live there as if he was a tenant at some point.

"I'm home!" Roy called out into the house, one of the first words he said since he had exited the school. He really was quite the lonely one.

"Welcome back, kid," Samus called from the dinner table in their kitchen, the clatter of dishes and the sound of running water alerting Roy of what Samus was doing at the moment.

Roy smiled and went to the kitchen, taking his shoes off along the way with a small smile, "Am I cooking or are you going for it, Samus?" Roy asked, putting a glass under the sink, planning on going to water the flowers on the window.

Samus let out a short laugh before she shook her head. "Peach is coming over later. I think she really digs me," said Samus, a taunting grin on her face before Roy just shook his head, clicking his tongue as he walked from the kitchen to his room upstairs.

"You say that when you two go on an actual date!" Roy said from upstairs, Samus's bellowing laugh rolling through the house before he closed the door, the sound instantly being cut from his ears. Humming in agitation, Roy threw away his empty bag of chips and tossed his backpack onto the bed, immediately heading toward his plants with a look on his face that said that this was serious.

He loved his plants quite the amount, and most of the time he had no reason to play around with such hard to manage plants like a cactus and gardenias and a possible sunflower in the corner. Yes, Roy was quite attached to those plants, even if he took them much too seriously.

Glancing at his watering chart, he found that today was the day to water his cactus, a grin on his face as he poured a small amount of water into the pot, finding that the sunflower was the only thing that was next. After he finished watering that, Roy took a seat on his bed and leaned back to look at the ceiling, sticky notes and observations of the stars resting above him before he remembered that he forgot to visit Ike and Marth like he said. No matter, Ike normally came over to listen to Roy talk about plants and Pluto. Oh, how he loved that planet.

Hissing, Roy leaned forward with a slight hint of flourish and rubbed his eye, a frown on his face as he looked at his backpack, from what he could see from the peak of the zipper, it was filled to the brim with new roses that he brought for Marth when he was walking to school that morning. Sighing, Roy opened up his backpack more and dragged out a folder, information filling it to the brim. Maybe he could convince Ike to stay over so they could complain about (dwarf) planets in the Kuiper Belt together.

Sitting up straight, Roy locked eyes with Ike just staring at him plainly from the window, his normal resting bitch face seeming to be on full force. Roy, who had enough smarts to guess what happened, removed the plants with haste from the window and allowed Ike into his room with a small smile.

"Tell." He immediately said, closing the window and putting the plants back where they were. Looking over at Ike, he felt his lips curve upwards in understanding.

"Marth decided to throw up all over the place again, had to clean it up, but you seem excited." Ike mumbled, glancing over at Roy with a questioning look, his eyes like a haze inside an aqua blue, a great contrast to Roy's soft turquoise that often imitated sea water in comic books. White foam and all.

"I found out what was behind the wall, and it was pretty." Roy said, trying his best to hold back in fear of Ike becoming quite bored with his speech, which was quite rare. Roy sometimes understood why he would fall asleep, but others were somewhat of a mystery.

"Well, how pretty was it?" Ike asked, moving over to Roy's desk and dragging out a chair to sit on and rest his weary limbs for a moment before he had to crawl back out the window. He wasn't quite a big fan of the narrow hallway to Roy's room, rather choosing to taking the open air than feel shut in.

"It was really warm, felt like a greenhouse. It had plants for almost all four seasons inside it and it looked as if it was another world. I found it where the pumpkin blossoms are." Roy said, twiddling his thumbs with a smile that had become one of someone fawning over their crush. "There were gardenias and moss, a few random rose bushes laying on one side whilst being in all different colors, and a tea set. Oh, how beautiful it looked." Roy said, Ike gazing at him incredulously for a moment before he frowned.

"Your sure you didn't fall down the rabbit hole?" Ike asked, twirling a finger to the side of his head with an eyebrow raised. He did believe him, the entire place being renovated by Ike, Marth, and a few other kids when they were quite young, but he wanted to see what Roy knew.

"Ike, it was outside the school, by the wall." Roy mumbled, frowning as he remembered and felt how the scenery was. It felt as if a warm hand had pressed against his face, the scent of honeydew still stuck to his skin. It smelt sweet, like Peach's perfume.

"Then show me. I want to see it." Ike said, leaning forwards in his chair with his eyebrows raised in a small amount of curiosity. He often just listened without asking questions, but Roy could tell his interest was piqued to an extent far enough that he wanted to see. Ike becoming this interested hadn't happened since they were in Kindergarten and Ike wanted to see Roy's house.

Roy, who was somewhat caught off guard, made a face before he scrambled up from his bed and rushed over to Ike, surprised. "You do?!" He yelled, Samus making a noise of complaint from downstairs before Roy could say anything else. Roy frowned before he looked at Ike, his eyes glowing.

"Yeah, we can go right now, Samus won't mind it." Ike said, standing up and starting to walk towards the door, and with a motion to follow, he left the room.

Roy, with enough sense to follow, rushed after Ike, running down the stairs with great speed as Ike was leaving from the front door. Roy, now somewhat confused about how they evaded Samus and her well trained eyes, trailed behind Ike with a frown.

"After this, can we stop by Marth's?" Roy asked, taking note that he forgot to visit the sickened male. Marth wasn't quite acquainted to the cool weather just yet, Roy learned.

"Yeah, I'm your guest, not vice versa. I'll go wherever you go." Ike said, glancing down at Roy with a small frown.

Roy, who nodded in reply, continued to walk towards the school. He knew the path there by the back of his hand, his mind engraved with the memory of years of walking this path, but he also remembered standing on the curb with his parents, a place that he still liked to stand. It made his heart flutter.

"We should also probably stop by the library for books, too. There are probably some involving the history of that old wall." Roy said aloud, Ike sending him a nod before they saw the school building up ahead in all its glory. "You ready?" Roy asked Ike, glancing over his shoulder to affirm his answer.

"Yeah, lets see what you're talking about." Ike said, moving faster so he could walk beside Roy.

Roy huffed and stooped in front of the wall and searched around where he had been earlier before he found a patch of disgruntled pumpkin blossoms. Moving them to the side, Roy found the soft, warm air hitting his face once again. Smiling, Roy motioned Ike to come over for a moment, his heart racing at great speeds as Ike waltzed over and glanced inside.

Pulling his head out from the crack, he looked over at Roy with wide eyes,"Does the school know about this?" Ike asked, rubbing the outside of the wall with more care than Roy had seen before. Roy shook his head and stood up, Ike following close behind,"So, we're keeping this a secret, right?" Ike asked, his face twisted as he observed the best he could.

"No one besides our small group of friends should know, no matter how cruel that sounds." Roy said, his eyes directing themselves to his feet in an odd sort of submission to how rude he sounded.

Ike let out a sigh before he nodded, a small burst of wind ruffling their clothes without any sort of caution to where they were. Ike shivered before he stuck closer to Roy, his cheeks and nose a slight orange color. Roy never quite understood Ike, but he tried. His attempts weren't always fruitful.

He kept trying, anyways.


Ah, this is a really, really old chapter. I did it when the contest was first announced, haha. The others are better, though, don't worry about it! I'll probably get to editing this whenever I have finished up this story, but fair note that this is for the Colour Contest.