Nothing here belongs to me, except the fact that Ike is ooc compared to his game. Sorry about that.

Have a nice time reading and pointing out all of my typos and the fact I have to update this chapter a lot ( good job, you have succeded in being a failure. )

June 2012

Roy hummed as he walked down the long corridor, his eyes scanning the windows in awe and curiosity. Marth stood beside him, chatting about how he thinks that it would be nice if Roy could come back, he has been waiting a long time to see the younger male in battle. Roy rejected him, he already had plans for most of Brawl, or at least until the end of it. He understood that Marth missed him, and it wasn't hard to do considering how he almost never fought since around 2007, and that was about five years ago. They did hear of a new program that had melee characters and modifications. They called it ' Project Melee ' and they heard that the forgotten cast would return.

Marth sighed and continued chatting about the several new things, like if another tournament would be held. Roy sniggered," Well, I already had my break, Marth. I don't think I would mind being in another one. " He said, smiling at his brother in arms. Marth looked delighted, rushing ahead in front of him and turning around to walk backwards," I wonder what Master Hand would think. " He said, smiling lightly, his steps precise as he turned a corner. Ike looked at the two with a quizzical expression as they walked by, Roy just staring curiously at him and stopping," Who are you? " He asked, his eyes sparkling as he tried to identify the ' new ' smasher. Ike looked around and pointed to himself, his eyebrow risen as if to question his choice. Roy nodded," Yeah, you. I haven't seen you at all. " He said, his face now twisted into confusion.
Ike nodded," Yeah, I come out for matches all the time, where were you is the real question here. " Ike said, his eyebrow lowering to its original height. Roy imitated a look of hurt," I have to help my father take are of rebuilding our country along with any allies we have, so of course I'm not here often. I don't go to matches that much either. " Roy said, shocked that Ike would be so rude when they just met. Ike rose both of his eyebrows," That's nice to know. Well, maybe you should come to one sometime. " He said, and continued around the corner.
Roy rushed after him, his face in anger and the warnings from Marth ignored from behind him.

Roy grumbled to himself as he sat in a hospital bed, his shoulder dislocated. Ike sat in the one beside him, his neck broken. They both didn't seem like they were in the mood to talk. Marth sat in the middle of the room, a few bandages on his face and elbows from trying to stop the scuffle," You two fight just like cats, scratching with claws nonstop until someone stops you. " He said, running his fingers over his now chipped blade. Yes, the Falchion can destroy dragons as it is intended, but it can't keep two teenagers from fighting. How nice it was for him to find out about his precious blade, chipped towards the center, and a few new scratches added onto it. He should have bought his rapier with him instead of his Falchion, they do have a lot less value than his ancient sword used by Anri the Great back in the day.

Ike sat up and glared at the redhead," It would be helpful if he didn't decide to ram me in my neck with his shoulder. It would be really helpful, Roy. " He said, his eyes seemed electric now that he was glaring. Roy scooted away from him," Stop being so rude then! I wouldn't attack you if you had been nice. " Roy said, ignoring the fact Ike knew his name. Ike just huffed and looked at the photo by his bed. Link and Zelda walked in," Hi, guys. Zelda and I got you get well presents. " He said, tossing a gift at Ike. Zelda sat a present on Roy's beside table, smiling.

Ike and Roy said thank you, and after a moment they realized that Marth had fallen asleep in his chair. Ike and Roy exchanged glances, both wondering if they should wake him up. They shrugged, and Roy looked at the tag of his present," Ike, they gave me your present. " Roy said, getting up and hand in it to Ike with his good arm with no dislocated shoulder. Ike looked at his and deducted that the one Link gave him is for Roy," Thanks, here. " He said, lightly shoving the present that belonged to Roy into his chest. Ike slowly opened his making Roy wonder why his legs hadn't given out yet. After he had neatly gotten the wrapping paper off, he put the bow on Roy's headband and proceeded to look at the box of what appeared to be a sewing kit," Damn, they really want me to fix up my headband that much? " He murmured to himself, setting the kit neatly beside his bed. Roy perked up," I'll take it, I need to sew my name into my clothes so I can see witch outfit is mine and which is an extra for when Marth has nothing to wear. " He said, gazing happily at the bulky sewing kit. Ike sighed," Sure, nothing's stopping you. " He said handing the redhead the sewing kit, seeming to be uncomfortable and agitated by the object stopping him from moving his head.( You need that object, Ike. Unless you want to die or something because you ripped off your cast. )
Roy started to open his present, paying no mind to the male beside him telling him not to rip the wrapping paper, and after a while he got it off in one piece, not a rip to be seen besides the small one he left on a piece of tape. Roy looked at the box of his present," Sword polish. I guess we had our presents right the first time. They just got our names mixed up. " Roy said, handing the sword polish to Ike. Ike rose an eyebrow once again," Yeah, I guess they did. " He mumbled, laying down as if he was going to go to sleep, and he was. Roy made his way over to his mattress and sat down, unable to bring himself to say goodnight. Soon, he was asleep as well, the trio being checked on every once in a while by Pit and Meta Knight.

August 2012

Zelda sighed to herself, making a mental note to remind Link when his matches were. The blonde almost always forgot when his matches were and normally trained through them without a worry in the world. Zelda didn't want to have an angry Bowser at his heels for making the match be held up until he arrived, so she decided to do something. That something was to post several notes around the mansion to when Link's matches would be.

Link and Marth were sparring in the training room, their swords dancing around each other. Ike was being a referee for them, and he could just about promise you they didn't need a referee until now. Ike blew his whistle, making Marth jump and turn towards him. Ike pointed to all the blue sticky notes around them, his face being set in confusion. Marth picked one up with his index finger and thumb," Oh, it's your list of matches for this month. " Marth said, glancing over at Link. The dirty blond turned a light red hue at this and shook his head. Marth just smiled and thought for a moment," Maybe this is Zelda looking out for you. " He said, twirling the Falchion in his hand. Link just mumbled something to himself and readied the Master Sword once again, his face still flushed.

September 2012

It was starting to get late in the year, and every smasher knew that it was starting to get closer to Halloween, the calendar read 41 days until the glorious event, and Ike was the most excited. He was always counting down, and now that Ike roomed with Roy instead of Marth ( ,who has a room to himself because he feels uncomfortable room in with someone who wasn't from his time period, ) Roy felt as if he was on top of the world, and Ike's personal life because he saw small snippets of Ike no one had seen before. He also knew that Ike had a flaming crush on Samus, which was strange considering his age. He wasn't the romantic type, at first glance, but his advances were hidden well and he did nice things for Samus when she needed it, he was a nice person. ( Now you think so, Roy. )
Their first meeting seemed like a stereotype from a fan fiction a 12 year old wrote and tried to be serious about, which could turn out one of two ways. Roy and almost every other smasher supported this, and Ike was getting closer and closer to confessing his feelings.

" Roy, you think I should confess at the end of October, or at the beginning? " He asked, skimming over a magazine that was for teens in love ( namely for a female target audience ) and wincing as he read that most confessed in winter. Roy just turned over and peeked from the top bunk, his red hair being long and unkempt for a month or something,"Um, maybe later in the month, but not the last day. " Roy said, placing a lock of hair behind his ear so it didn't get stuck in his eye again.
Ike hummed in annoyance," You better hope it's not too cold on that day. " He said, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed," I thought Samus liked winter. Or am I just thinking about the younger Samus from Melee. " Roy said, placing his entire head under his bunk so he could see Ike and the plethora of posters and a few pieces of grid paper showing the sizes of different swords and their names. Ike glanced up at Roy," People do change over time, maybe you have gotten too old to notice, redhead wonder. " Ike said, putting gauze on his feet before he put on his boots, making sure the ribbon he ties around each one wouldn't fall off and annoy him, he stood and stuffed the magazine under his bed. Roy just huffed," Thanks for the new name, it really suits me. " He said moving to place himself fully on his part of the bunk.

Ike snickered before he left the room, the silence seeming to consume Roy like a dragon . . . Dragon!
Roy hopped from his upper bunk, a thud being heard on the floor and a few curses being thrown at him from Bowser and Donkey Kong who were on the floor below. Saying a quick apology, Roy got ready to write a letter to his friends and family. Roy wrote and wrote, until a mention of curfew came on, the announcement being made on an intercom in the hallway. He sighed and started to place away his writing materials, making sure the cap to his pen was on the right side, Roy finally closed the drawer.
Roy heard sporadic thumping and Ike rushed into the room, the male locking the door and slouching, his breathing heavy. Roy just gazed at him curiously," Gannon and Bowser? " He guessed, the father and son ape being another thought. Ike nodded, swallowing and slumping against the door, his breaths calming down.

Roy noticed that his roommate's nose was bleeding," Oh Ike, your nose - it's, um. " Roy saw Ike reach for his nose and roughly rub it, making him wince and smack his head against the door. Roy winced as well and made his way over to Ike, who was on the floor holding his head and nose," A real friend would take a photo of this. " Roy said, taking a picture with his phone which he planned to send Wolt, who he had addressed the mission of keeping up with what happens at the mansion to laugh at later, and have him show his father who he had made friends with at the mansion.
Ike looked up at him for a brief moment and glared, his eyes showing a mass amount of dislike for what Roy had done," Then you being a true friend shouldn't apply in this situation, at all. " He grumbled to himself, sitting up and grabbing a tissue. Roy smiled halfheartedly and made his way over to his bunk," You know that piece of skin on your gums that connects to your mouth? Put the tissue on it and press hard on it with your tongue. " Roy said, Ike looking at the tissue and placing it in his mouth, his eyebrows raising as the flow of blood stopped to a trickle that was barely doing anything," Thanks, Roy. " He said to himself, going into the bathroom to clean himself up. Roy hummed in acknowledgement and placed himself comfortably on his back, his mind wandering from subject to subject, ultimately stopping at Ike. By now, Roy was half asleep and Ike was doing the sleep study he had been doing for a month when he changed the temperature of the room and saw how long it took for Roy to sleep. Roy glanced over to him and just wondered why he was so committed to something so stupid. Roy sighed and closed his eyes, images appearing before he felt himself fall into delightful slumber.

Before he did, the felt Ike brushing something against his face, or maybe it was his sleepiness speaking. When he woke up the next morning, the makeup on his face explained everything.

" IIIIIIIIIIKE! "

October 2012

October came like a bullet train for most of the smashers, the kids now even more excited that Halloween was only 12 days away. Ike seemed anxious that morning, and Roy decided that he was going to put it off until tomorrow once again. Roy hopped down from his bunk," Ike, why are you so nervous? There is quite literally nothing to be worried about. If she rejects you then it should be okay, she would treat you just the same. " Roy said, sitting down beside Ike on the lower bunk. Ike looked over at him, his eyes showing that this was no time to mess around.
Roy shrunk back, his face twisted in fear," Sorry, I'm just not in the mood for peer pressure to work, okay? I'm worried about what will happen when other people find out, they might ruin Samus's reputation, and she doesn't really care about what people think, but everyone does to some degree. " Ike said, fiddling with the flowers the rested happily in the vase he had. Roy smiled lightly," You are right about that, Ike. Your chances might be better than you think, though. " Roy said, feeling some sort of sympathy for Ike. Who couldn't feel any for a dude in love that was having a 17 year old crisis. Roy saw Ike shuffle and look at him, his face serious and his eyes electric," What do you mean? Did Samus catch wind of my infatuation? " He asked, his face sullen but his eyes on fire.

Roy had finally calmed Ike down and assured him that Samus didn't know about his crush or anything related to it. Ike grumbled to himself sleepily, his voice soft with a gravelly tone to it. Roy played with the hair hanging over his headband, or was it bandanna. Roy could never remember the difference between the two. Ike had his head in the redhead's lap, making Roy hope that he didn't have to get up. Ike mumbled something that sounded like a purr, and that gave Roy enough incentive to continue.
After a while, Roy just played an addicting game on his phone, which was the all too known Bejeweled. Ike was left forgotten on his lap, the mercenary now snoring in a pleasant way, contrary to belief around the mansion. Marth poked his head into the room, his eyes startled at the scene before he smiled," Ike has a match, Roy. So hurry and wake him up. " He said, stepping completely into the room and taking a few pieces of candy from Roy's desk. Roy just groaned and tapped Ike's face, trying to make sure he was alive. Ike groaned and turned over, mumbling something about how he didn't want to get up. Roy turned red and hit Ike when he realized that he had his nose in his hip. Ike yelped and fell off of the bed, appearing and glaring over the edge of the blue sheets. Roy sheepishly smiled and shrugged. Marth reminded him about the match and Ike went to grab Ragnell, his movements sluggish as he tried to take notice of the fact that that wasn't a hit or slap, that was a strike.

Once they both exited, Roy felt his flustered state fade. Rubbing his cool cheeks, Roy looked at the clock, taking note of how it was only 12:03, and the afternoon matches normally begin towards 3:00 or later, so Roy had time to waste for the entire evening.

Ike returned at around 6:30, his hair tussled even more than it normally was and his clothes singed," Bowser? " Roy asked, rubbing his eyes. Ike nodded and plopped down onto his bed," I also confessed before the match my love for Samus and she didn't even decide to come to dinner, Zel says she's locked up in her room, man. " Ike said, and Roy could feel how crushed his feelings were, and he didn't like it. It felt like walking on sunshine or making a gross cake or even stepping on a Lego and finding out that you had to have it surgically removed ( they did have a good laugh when it happened to Bowser in Melee ) or even worse, a plethora of Meta Knights spamming you with attacks. Enough detail, though. Roy hummed thoughtfully," Even if she does reject you, at least you know she cared enough to think about it. " Roy said, not all too sure if that would help. Ike grumbled angrily," That's what makes the situation so bad, Roy. She thought about it, and that isn't a very good thing when it comes to a relationship. " Ike said, turning over onto his back," I don't even think it would work that well since almost all of the older smashers are after her. " He mumbled," Nah, I really don't think I need Samus, do I? " Ike turned over onto his side, making Roy wonder if he would be the right one to give advice," Hey, Ike. At least you're more open with your feelings instead of holding them in until it's too late. I mean, that's a good thing you have going for you. " Roy said, scratching the back of his head in uncertainty," And yet you still put up that front of a leader, trying your best to be one no matter what the circumstance, not easy is it? " Roy gasped," How did you figure it out? " He asked, his eyebrows crunched together.
" You falter a lot. You switch between being innocent and naive and being serious and precise about things. It shows more than you think. " Ike mumbled, gazing at Roy from the corner of his eye.

Roy just sighed and looked at his lap," Yeah, I guess. I know there isn't much of me by myself, but I guess that those fronts of mine are going to stay with me. " He said to Ike, his eyes twinkling with a dull glow, Ike couldn't quite place the emotion the redhead was feeling at the moment; maybe he was gazing at a hit of determination, fear, or even hope.
Roy stood up," I'm going for a walk, do you want to come along? " He asked, rolling over their most recent conversation and quietly thanking Ike.
The other male nodded and stood, going to his closet and putting on his cape. Roy turned and exited the room, planning to wait for Ike to get finished.

EVENT - HALLOWEEN

Roy hummed to himself as he put his costume on, a smile on his face as he adjusted the helmet. Roy would be a knight this Halloween, and nothing could stop him this time. Ike just helped him out with his cape while Marth and Link helped each other out with their own problems. Link hummed angrily and tugged out the knots in Marth's hair, making the male groan in pain. Ike smirked," Too bad you're not as much of a pretty boy as people think you are. " Ike said, seeing if the helmet visor would work. Marth hummed in aggravation, but kept his peace," I brush my hair, I just have never gotten it combed before. It hurts more than anything, even having the girls use hot irons to flatten it out. " Marth said, remembering how they had burned the tips of his ears several times. Link chuckled lightly and put Marth's tiara back on, making him seem like more of a prince than he really was.

Roy mockingly whistled at Marth, making him and Link stiffen and try not to laugh at the fact that Roy couldn't whistle.
Ike just made a face of constipation and turned away from the mirror. Roy rose an eyebrow," Oh shush, at least that was better than my last attempt. " He mumbled, making Marth burst out in a fit of laughter and Link's imagination to run crazy. Before anything could get worse, Ike put on his eye patch that was his headband tipped over his eye and cued for them to go. He quietly ate a doughnut and smiled, twas a good night to scare children after all. Ness and Lucas ran by, smiling from ear to ear as they chased each other in their dragon and cowboy costumes. Roy jokingly picked up the dragon Ness and smiled menacingly," You won't terror the world any more. " He said bravely, Ness growling back and pretending to shoot fire at him. Roy set him down and smiled.

Samus walked by and took the kids away, not even daring go look behind herself. Ike stood rigid in the hall, a note in his hand that he figured came from Samus. Roy waved and nudged a shocked Ike forward," Don't worry, just for one night. " Roy said, pushing him out the front door and closing it behind the swordsmen. Link smiled triumphantly as someone jumped at his zombie attire. Marth just laughed and started to walk down the steps. Roy nudged Ike's arm, trying to get him out of his trance. Ike snapped out of it and walked down the steps, gazing at the note in his hand with weary eyes," She replied, Roy. She really did, but I'm nervous about her answer. " He admitted, scratching the back of his head. Roy just grabbed the note," I'm just as nervous as you, Ike. I wouldn't blame you. " Roy said, smiling lightly. Ike sighed," Open it, then. You might as well since I can see everything from over your head. " Ike said, rushing into a house and getting a small amount of candy for his costume. Roy had neatly opened the letter and showed it to Ike," She wants to, but she doesn't have the time for a relationship. I'm sorry, Ike. " Roy murmured, handing him the neatly written note.
Ike skimmed through it and closed his eyes," At least she would if she wasn't busy. " Ike reasoned, mainly to himself.

Roy and Ike were suddenly on the hunt for candy. Why wasn't the question, it was where. Roy looked at the upper class of the town they lived in," I hear that someone is giving out industrial sized bags of Cheetos somewhere, you want to go and hunt him down? " Roy said, looking at the mansions and moderate sized homes. Ike's eyes widened," You have to be kidding! " He said, his composure now that of a little kids.

Ness and Lucas came around the corner pretending to have a fight. Roy squinted," Hey Ike, do you know that Cowboys Vs. Aliens movie that came out in 2009 or something? Because I think that Ness would look better as a zombie. " Ike just stared at Roy with a confused expression," Toon Link is the zombie though. Link and Toon always match their costumes. " Ike said, pointing to the blond who was walking happily beside them. Roy just shrugged," One of them has to be an alien you know. "Ike just stared over at Roy, trying to signal that he wasn't going to admit defeat.

Roy shrugged and sighed, he knew it was hopeless to argue with Ike. Lucas noticed the two," Oh, hi guys. Do you h - have any butterscotch? I'll trade you guys all of that for twelve Slim Jims and three packs of Twizzlers. " He said, holding out his deal. Ike took out seven pieces of butterscotch and Roy took out ten. They both took their respective item.

Ike chewed on his Slim Jim quietly as he held his sack filled to the brim with candy and his industrial Cheetos bag. Roy was also on his other shoulder, knocked smooth out.
Link and Marth saw the amount of goods he had and rose their eyebrows," My gods, I never thought that you both would get so much candy. " He said, helping a dazed Roy from Ike's shoulder. Once the redhead caught sight of the large bag of Cheetos on Ike's shoulder, he nearly fainted again," We really did get a industrial sized back of Cheetos. " He whispered as Link held him up.

Once they got back to the mansion, they dug in, Roy just stuffing Cheetos into his mouth and mumbling about how he would have to work the extra weight off of himself. Marth just laughed at that notion and ate a chocolate bar. Ike had his own stash of Slim Jims he was sharing with Link, and all was good.

" Where the hell am I? " A certain boxer wondered, gazing with a confused expression at the freedom he had. Pit lightly smiled," A place you'll never forget, "

" Little Mac. "

Pit no we talked about you being abnormally creepy, just don't do it even if it is on Halloween.

Don't worry though, Pit isn't associated with any part of the evil existing within the mansion, trust me. Although, this story might make you wonder about that, why else did it take Roy so long to return? Project M isn't included in it either, even though many people think that that was how he was in Brawl. Confusing, eh?

Anywho before I get bombarded with questions, read and review or something, I still don't get this website and why it's so complicated. - sigh -