Okay so here's one fic I wrote at school and though that I would post up here. So huh. Enjoy!
Disclaimer I don't own Ike, Roy, Super Smash bros or Fire Emblem.
And please forgive my mistakes.
It was another lazy afternoon in the Smash High School. Students were chilling in the cool halls, avoiding the strangling heat of the classrooms. Even the teachers were in the halls, talking to students or simply to one of their co-workers. A proof that summer was to die for. But there was one student that didn't seem to mind the killing heat. Wearing his usual uniform (collared shirt with polo and jeans), he made his way down the halls, carrying his book under his arm. Hearing whispers from the students who watched him, he simply ignored them, not interested about their opinions. Until he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, Roy. Don't you think it's too hot to wear your uniform?" The voice, it was Marth's. Mister 'Fabulous' as everyone called him. Roy simply stood there, silent, just replying with a light shake from his head. He didn't even turn back to see Marth's face that he guessed that his friend simply rolled his eyes. The usual after a negative reply. The red-head turned around and raised a brow, watching the bluenette cross his arms over his chest. "Sometimes I wish you wouldn't be mute because of that accident." Marth muttered, earning a frown from the smaller boy standing in front of him. Roy rolled his eyes before making a motion to ask Marth if he wanted him dead. "Roy, please. I don t want you dead either. It just.. It s difficult to talk to you now.. You just speak sign language or write what you want to say.." the bluenette sighed, leaning against the locker next to him.
"I miss the time where you would yell at me or Link when you were pissed. You just don't even show us that you are angry anymore, you just keep it for yourself and I don't find it good." Roy looked down for a moment, letting his shoulders fall a little before he raised his head, his eyes looking at Marth's face. Since he kept all his anger and rage inside of him, he had become less and less like he used to. He was getting pissed off and angry faster than you could say 'Boo' . A simple tap on the shoulder and you would get a death glare from the redhead.
"Whenever you are angry, you can show us. We'll try to help you with what made you like that." Marth smiled lightly, hoping that Roy would understand that he deeply cared for him. They were both interrupted as the speakers announced the arrival of a new student and that they invited people to come and meet him. "Oh! Let's go!" The prince chirped out, grabbing Roy's arm and quickly dragging him toward the front doors, where some students were going.
As they arrived, they were surprised by how the new student looked like. Blue hair, tall with a strong build and piercing deep sea blue eyes, he was quite that tough guy type. Marth had let go of Roy's wrist before he made his way forward through the students, earning a stare from the redhead. Looking around, he suddenly spotted Link, his other best friend. Quickly making his way to him and pulling on the Hylian's sleeve to get his attention, he motioned over at Marth, a desperate look on his face. "Wait, Marth's going forward to meet him? He's crazy!" The blonde said, looking over to where Marth was.
Ah, too late. He was already talking with him. Roy clenched his fists, that was one of the moments he hated being one of the shortest students. Link sighed, placing a hand on the redhead's shoulder. "Calm down, he'll be alright." Link whispered, attempting to calm Roy's anger. The smaller boy let out a silent hiss before letting his fists go as he leaned his head onto the elf's arm.
As all the students left the school, Roy unlocked his locker and slid his books in it, looking at the photo that was hanging on the back of the door. Silently sighing, he took out his jacket and closed the door, locking it once again before turning around and making a face to face with Marth's chest. Looking up to glare at him, he noticed that both Link and the new student were behind him. He backed away lightly, raising a brow slowly in confusion. "I searched you in the whole school! Why did you get your locker moved here ?!" Marth hissed, his face a few inches from Roy's. The Ginger simply glared at him before walking away, putting on his jacket. He jolted as he was pulled backwards with the collar of his jacket. "I know you're mute but at least make a sign or something to answer me!" Roy really wanted to punch him but simply did nothing except frowning a little.
"You know that if he doesn't want to answer, it's his choice, not yours." Roy smirked lightly. For a new student, he didn't seem to take Marth's side for once. The prince let go of Roy before he crossed his arms on his chest. The taller bluenette walked over to be in front of the redhead, looking down at him. "Judging by what I saw and heard, you must be Roy. The name's Ike." Ike held a hand up toward Roy, who simply blinked before taking it and shaking it. He gave a light nod before smiling, glad that the new student wasn't that menacing because of the impression his looks had given him.