Warnings and Disclaimers

Summary: Space is a perilous place. Especially for a young prince and warrior out to stop an evil lord from controlling the universe. Can the cosmos be saved by two unlikely heroes and a band of space pirates?

Disclaimer: I don't own Marth, Roy, or anything else I may use that doesn't seem like it belongs to me.

Warnings: Be forewarned: This is YAOI! Which means relationships between two guys. This story will contain possible lemons and NCS situations. This also contains light Yuri overtones as well. If this isn't your cup of tea, go away! This is the one and only warning.

Author Note: This story is lightly based on Star Wars. Not like "Marth I am your father", just little things that come from Star Wars.

Reviews: Yes please! I like constructive criticism and all but there's a fine line between being helpful and being just plain mean. Please don't flame me for any reason! It's rude and immature and if you don't like the story don't review it!

Thanks for reading my rant, ENJOY!

Prologue: The Long Journey…

"This had better work this time Roy. Otherwise there'll be hell to pay…" A young girl said from her post outside a small, disheveled bunker on O3. "…you know how his highness gets when we screw up."

"Shut up Gigit! I'm trying to work here and you're voice is so squeaky and I can't concentrate!" A man with reddish brown hair spoke, wiping his oil covered hands on the small rag. "Don't call Marth "highness". You know he hates that. He'll just ice over you head and smash it with Falicon."

"Yeah well, we can't all have the princes affections now can we?" She smirked and went about her business in the bunker. Roy just shook his head and moved out of the machine to inspect his handy work.

"That should do it. All it needed was a simple oil changed and a new hydraulics system. Nothing I can't handle." An arm found its way around his shoulders just then.

"Sometimes I wonder when you're head will explode from all the ego boost you give yourself." Roy glanced back at the smooth voice which came from his significant other.

"Leave me alone Marth! It's not my fault I'm good at putting things back together. Unlike you who just stands around spouting orders like some god that-mrph!" A pair of lips descended upon his that moment and cut off his insult.

"Hey now! There's a war going on out there and you two are making out! Let's get back to work!" Gigit said from behind the Skyer. Marth pulled away then and walked over to the flying contraption.

"I am sorry Gigit. This war is first priority right now." Roy glared at him from the corner of his eye and stalked over to his weapon.

"Yeah yeah. I'm just here for kicks! Lets get this thing flying Gigi!" He climbed into the cockpit and turned the machines engine on full throttle. It's engine roared loudly with abandon as Roy put on his helmet and turned on the com which connected him to Gigit. "I'll give it test run before I go kick some ass, kay?"

"Sure thing! Give hell big guy!" She piped into her com before the blue haired royal took it from her grasp.

"Be careful Roy. Come back in one piece." He looked into Roy's eyes from the ground and smiled. Roy smiled back slightly and gave a thumbs up. The powerful machine screamed as he took off over the peaceful space station.