Note: I have not decided to put yaoi in this story or not, but I'm leaning towards the side of not. Yes, I know that Roy is not a prince, Marth is, and etc. the story begins with Marth and Roy being twelve or thirteen, I don't know.

Disclaimer: I do not own Roy, Marth, etc. I do own the story, and some random people.

PLEASE DON'T FLAME ME

Enjoy! 

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Chapter One

Roy lazily sat on the crass of the castle grounds watching a bee buzz by.

"This is SO boring, I wish I could go out of the walls and play with the other children, they sound like they're having so much fun." Grumbled Roy, he could here the faint squeals of delight as some kids his age romped around together outside of the walls. "Now that I really think of it I could probably sneak out without anyone noticing,"

Roy decided that anything would be better than to do nothing so he ran to his room and switched to his peasant outfit (which he got when his father took him to the market and Roy decided that the clothes could be useful one day). He brought along the Sword of Seals along with him just in case he'd need it. Running out to the front gate he hitched a ride in a potato cart and jumped out when it passed a meadow. Roy looked around and couldn't believe that he actually made it out. He saw a group of boys and ran to join them but he tripped over something. Turning around he saw it was a boy with impossibly blue shoulder length locks and pale skin and looked around Roy's age and height. The only thing the boy had on him that might've been worth something was a small tiara. He was unconscious on the ground and was bleeding from a gash on his arm.

Roy didn't know what to do so he picked up the boy (Roy was unusually strong for boys his age) and hurried off to the castle where he shouted at the guards to let him in. since he wore the peasant clothes the guards couldn't distinguish him as the prince so they wouldn't let him in. Roy started kicking the door and they let down a rain of arrows. Roy was an expertise, better than any soldier, at the art of running and dodging so he managed. To escape all but one, that hit in on the arm. Roy gasped but didn't let go of the mysterious boy. It didn't seem like a good idea to irritate the guards any more so he carried the boy over to a nearby wood. The boy after all that excitement was amazingly still unconscious but the wound on his arm was bleeding even more badly. Roy pulled out the arrow in his arm and ran to find some leaves that were long and thick enough to contain the flow of blood. As he ran out of sight the boy began to stir…

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Do you like it, huh? Huh? Huh? I made two versions of this, bearing the same plotline but different setting, how found, etc. I decided though to make the second one have a different middle and end.  I hope you can guess which it is. I'll upload it shortly after this one. R&R