"Please, Maya! PLEASE! Tell me what date the wedding is!"

"I'm sorry, Hayashi. But I can't tell you. I promised Syra I wouldn't."

"But nobody told me anything about it and I have to know! You know that, too!"

"I understand, but you have a tendency to forget. And that goes for everything."

"I know that! But this time it's different! This is more important than every other time I've forgotten!" A long silence. "Okay…some of those, but still!"

A sigh escaped my lips as I smiled at Hayashi's words, reminding me of a young child asking for permission to do something they have always wanted to do. That was how Hayashi had always been: childish. Yet, he was filled with loyalty, trust, and kindness, three key components that are not usually seen in someone so childish like Hayashi. He was also very daring, seeking out adventure whenever he could, and was always the shoulder to cry on whenever someone needed it the most. Hayashi was great at teaching others how to do something, and he became a teacher for warriors-in-training, mainly the advanced students in order for them to become a part of the army of Angel Land. He was a very strong leader and great friend. However, there were multiple times when people would think twice about him. His childish attitude and his thirst for adventure had everyone, even Palutena, my non-biological mother and Queen of Angel Land, on the edge of their seat. Do not get me wrong; he is amazing at teaching the advanced students, and everyone knows that, but they just worry about him too much. They are afraid he might do something horribly wrong and ruin everything everyone had once known.

However, as his friend and his fiancé, I feel he is doing a great job and nothing would ever happen to him nor would he make a mistake.

Speaking of fiancé, Hayashi had been questioning me about the date of our wedding for several weeks now. The reason why was because along with his childish attitude, he had a tendency to forget important dates or ceremonies. Syra, another friend of mine, and I believed keeping it a secret would help him in becoming ready faster than what was expected. Much to our surprise, it worked. Since the day we became engaged, he worked tirelessly day and night to get all of the items necessary for our wedding day to be perfect without any flaws. Of course, he found time to spend with me, even if it was not such a big deal, while still managing the whole wedding. Never in my life had I seen Hayashi so hard at work in…practically anything other than with his students. It surprised everyone, even Hayashi himself. However, he did not pay much attention to it all and continued to work. All the preparations had to be complete before the wedding, but there was one problem Hayashi had started facing those several weeks ago: What was the date of the wedding in the first place?

Thus, the questioning began. He constantly told me he thought this whole waiting period was taking too long and wanted to get the wedding over so he not only did not have to worry about it so much, but to finally be married to the woman of his dreams. I did not tell him, though, mainly because Syra told me not to tell him anything. I knew when the wedding would be, but I did not tell him since I knew I knew him all too well. Syra and I were afraid he would forget and arrive late to the altar, giving everyone the impression of him cheating on me with someone else or just flat out being a horrible husband in the future. However, he could not take the waiting and became impatient as the weeks went by. I could not blame him. It was our wedding, to begin with. I would be excited as well as impatient if no one told me the date of the most important day of my life. Nevertheless, I ignored all of his questions instead of yelling at him for annoying me, since I was more of a nice person, unlike the impatient Syra and the childish Hayashi.

Unlike the two, I was more of the type that showed a kind heart for everyone I met; even at times my own enemies if that had become the case. It felt like a habit for me to show mercy for everybody and I felt it was the right thing to do, but I knew for sure there were some who did not need it and I would not show it to them. I was also a caring person who became worried about the safety of those I cared about and loved. I was afraid of losing my friends; I could never live without Hayashi and Syra. They were like the family I never had, including my mother. They were always there for me and always made sure I would never get hurt by anyone, no matter who it was. They wanted me to have the live I never had and tried to make my life normal as well as fun and exciting at the same time. At times, it may not have been enough, but I loved it as much as any other girl my age would be.

I glanced at Hayashi, my ultramarine blue eyes filled with as much innocence as I could muster. "I told you already, Hayashi." I spoke, my voice matching the look in my eyes. "I don't know." He rolled his Pakistan green eyes, obviously not believing me when I said those words, before crossing his arms over his chest.

"You know when it is, Maya," he said, catching on with my little white lie. "You're just not telling me for some unknown reason!" To keep up my act, I looked at him as if I did not know anything about the date; many people have commented on how great of an actor I was, including my mother, but Hayashi could easily see through my little lie like transparent paper.

"I'm serious! I don't know!" I exclaimed, sounding defiant. "Syra didn't tell me anything. She was the one who planned the date, remember?" As I spoke those words, a singe of guilt ran through my body. I have always hated lying to people; it made me feel guilty and untrustworthy inside until I spoke the truth. However, what I said was it was true. Syra planned the whole wedding, but the only part I was lying about was knowing the date myself. As busy as she was, Syra had found time to find and tell me the date of the wedding. Also, she picked out what the flavor of the cake would be. Hayashi planned everything else. At least I was not all that bad when it came to lying, but it was something I strongly disliked.

As if on cue, while Hayashi and I walked between a three way crossway, Syra, our good friend, appeared. She stopped and glanced at us with her alizarin crimson red eyes, a dumbfounded founded expression written on her lightly tanned face, while her lava red hair followed suit and brushed past her shoulders. I tried to hold in my smile as Hayashi's expression became shocked, as if she appeared from out of nowhere and grew two heads within seconds. "Planned what?" She asked, obviously hearing our mini conversation.

"You know the date of our wedding?" Hayashi questioned, his voice sounding a little high pitch out of shock. She stared at him with a confused look, glanced at me, back at him, and then nodded while smirking, getting the idea that he was trying to find out again.

"Yeah, I do. I'm the one who set the date," she spoke with a triumphant tone. "What of it?" A huge smile appeared on his face at the wonderful news.

"When is it?" She raised an eyebrow at his sudden question before crossing her arms over her chest.

"Why should I tell you, Hayashi?" She teased him, making him growl in frustration at her response. "Last time I checked, you had a tendency to forget a lot."

Syra was the type of girl who knew when to behave and when to have fun. She was very protective of her friends, but was short tempered when it came to annoying people. She enjoyed teasing Hayashi about the littlest things in life, especially about him forgetting a lot of important dates. Short term memory loss, she calls it. However, she knew how to act like the sister I never had but always wanted. She became my friend and vowed to protect to me whenever she could and never let anyone or anything hurt me. Like Hayashi, she taught warriors-in-training, but trained the less advanced students instead of the higher ranked students like Hayashi's. Even though she taught the younger and inexperienced students, she was still a strong fighter and was able to handle herself in battle very well, and at times defeated Hayashi just to show off her skills (that would usually happen when he claimed he could beat her whenever he could). Nevertheless, the two got along very well, and treated me as well as one another like one big abnormal family.

"Because I've gotta know!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms into the air. "I've gotten everything ready, I swear!"-She stared at him as if she knew he was lying, so he continued-"I've all ready picked out a suit, got my best man, the decorations are perfect as well as the reception, even the bachelor party has been planned out! I have most of my part finished! Everything is ready on my side of the whole situation!"

"Everything is ready?" Syra questioned.

"Yes! Every single little speck of the wedding is READY! Please tell me when the wedding is!" Syra began staring at the ground in deep thought. I simply looked over the two and began thinking myself.

I could tell Hayashi was not lying, but the look on Syra's face was telling me she assumed Hayashi had some kind of trick up his sleeve. I could tell, even while I there silently, listening to the conversation and it was clear on her face. If Hayashi began freaking out when he was trying to tell us something whether it was important or not, I knew he would be telling the truth. I knew Hayashi all too well; even if Hayashi was childish in the eyes of other people who had met him, I could tell when he was telling the truth and when he was lying about something. Syra glanced at me. I quietly shrugged and nodded. Right now, he was not lying; he was telling the full blown truth. Syra could see in my eyes, hence the reason she glanced at me for an answer.

After another moment of silence, she shrugged and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Fine," she finally spoke, "I'll tell you…" Hayashi's face beamed with joy at her response, but she quickly added with a menacing tone, "Just as long as you don't follow me, like you're doing with poor Maya here. I like my personal space and will drop kick you."

"I promise!" He exclaimed. Syra sighed with relief and shook her head. I simply giggled at his childlike expression.

"It's this Saturday, which is five days from now," she told him, "Try to remember that, okay?" Hayashi's eyes widened with complete shock as I continued to smile. Then, he smiled as well, but it was much bigger than my own.

"Yes! I can't wait!" Hayashi exclaimed, throwing his fist in the air and cheering.

"Yeah, okay," Syra said as she rolled her eyes. Then, she looked over at the setting sun for a moment, thinking to herself, before glancing at us once again. "I'll catch up with you guys later. I need to meet up with a few of my students for extra training."

"Okay, we'll see you later then," I said as she turned on her heel and began walking in the opposite direction, leaving Hayashi and I alone in the hallway before turning the corner she came from and walking down the hall.

Silence enveloped the both of us. Neither Hayashi nor myself said a word to one another. We simply stared in the direction Syra had disappeared into. I could sense Hayashi felt super excited about getting married this Saturday. However, I was afraid of him forgetting the date like he always did. I just wanted him to remember this important day, or it would be ruined for everyone. Yet, there was a part of me that was telling me he would not forget. It was very important to both of us, especially to me. Besides, Syra would chew his head off if he forgot to arrive at the appropriate time as to when the wedding would begin. Actually, everyone would chew his head off if that were to happen. I did not want that to happen to him, even if he did forget by accident.

Again, as Syra would say, short term memory loss.

"Hey, Maya?" Hayashi spoke, breaking the silence between us, "Do you know a guy named Pit by any chance?" I blinked in wonder and glanced at him with a confused expression.

"Pit," I questioned. He nodded.

"Yeah," he responded. "Did Lady Palutena mention anything about him?" I blinked again as I looked at the ground in thought. I could not recall ever meeting someone by the name of Pit; however, the name did sound a little familiar to me. I had probably heard of his name once or twice from my mother, but I never got the actual chance to meet him in person. He must have been a good friend of Hayashi, since the tone of his voice sounded like this Pit was more familiar to him than it was to me.

"It…it does sound familiar to me…" I finally spoke. "But I don't think I've ever met him."-A short pause as I glanced up at him, since I was only five foot five inches while he was five foot seven-"Why do you ask, Hayashi?" The office green haired teen had a smile on his cream colored face, as if he had expected that answer. It started to creep me out a bit, but I tried not to worry too much about it. Then, he looked down at me.

"Wait here," he said. "I'll be right back." Before I knew it, he was already running down the hall at full speed, leaving me behind to wonder where he had gone to now. I became even more confused as I watched him run off from where I stood, but sighed nonetheless.

Where was Hayashi running off to now, I wondered as I looked at the ground, staring at my attire for an unknown reason. It was not much; an exomis fit for a female plus a very thin scarf hanging loosely around my neck, an armband on both my upper arms elbow length, dark blue gloves, dark blue skin tight shorts, a gold leg band on the right leg, and brown, knee length scandals with a gold lining. I clicked my tongue once as my mind drifted back onto what Hayashi was up to. Was he going off to find the person, Pit, the one he mentioned to me before he ran off? I did not know, but it was a good possibility. He did mention Pit's name before running away like a cheetah high on steroids and sugar. However, it was possible he was going somewhere else. For what reason I did not know, but I doubted that idea. However, the first idea was not a bad assumption. Maybe he did go to find his friend Pit who was somewhere in the palace.

I blinked once. There were times when I wondered how badly Hayashi lost his mind at times. This was one of those moments.

"Maya," a voice called me, but I barely moved due my spacing out moment, "Hey Maya! Are you awake or are you spaced out?" Immediately, I was snapped out of my chain of thought by Hayashi's voice. I blinked several times, composing myself for a second, before glancing up at him. He did not seem fazed by my moment of silence. In fact, he was used to it by now.

"Sorry..." I spoke, sounding embarrassed. "Just thinking about something…"

"Hey, it's no big deal." He said with a smile before turning his head for a quick moment before returning his gaze to me-"Maya, I would like to introduce you to Pit,"-he pointed to the direction he just looked into-"the guy I was asking you about a moment ago before I ran off."

"I had a feeling you would run off to find-" I started, but suddenly stopped as I glanced at said person and caught my breath for a split second. My mind, heart, and body stopped completely in that small instant. "…him." I finished silently.

The person, Pit, looked to be a teenager, about year older than me (meaning he would be about sixteen), with brown hair and icy blue eyes. He wore an exomis that was similar to mine, but it looked to be fit for a guy like him than a girl like myself. He also wore brown, knee length scandals and dark blue shorts underneath his white exomis. Golden braces were attached to his arm and a mini crown topped it all off. He looked…kind of cute. Scratch that: he was cute! But I could not think like that when I was just five days away from becoming a wife, especially with the wife of a . But I could not lie to myself; he was cute. Beyond cute, actually. He was…adorable. He held a look of innocence in his eyes, but I knew I could not judge a book by his cover. He may have looked innocent, sweet, and kind, but he may have had something to do with my mother or the army if he was able to be up here. Hayashi did not always pull people right off the street just to meet me. Besides, the guards would immediately have the person thrown out faster than I could even say "Hi."

I hoped he was not like that, no offense to those who did not live in the palace. He did not look like the type, to begin with.

"Umm..." He started, but did not continue. He seemed to speechless to speak, as was I. I slowly navigated my eyes as my face as a blush crept up my neck.

"It's nice to meet you...Pit," I spoke in a shy and quiet voice, but quickly gave him a kind smile to hide my nervous state of mind. He simply nodded in response, returning the kind smile. I could not take my eyes off of him. He just looked so perfect. He looked nice, he even sounded nice. That want to speak to him and get to know him more started to overwhelm me, so much that my hands began trembling. I had to put them behind my back just to hide them from the two boys.

"Great! Now, you both know each other!" Hayashi exclaimed, making Pit and I jump simultaneously. I blinked several times and glanced at my fiancée. "Pit said he would protect the Princess of Angel Land to Lady Palutena about a month ago, but never really got the chance to meet her in person...which reminds me..."-He glanced at Pit with a smirk on his face-"Pit, the person who is standing in front of you is that girl you've been dying to meet." I felt my face burn even more than before at his words.

First, I meet Pit, and now he was already promising my mother, my own mother, he would protect me? I did not even know the guy, and all of this was happening so suddenly. However, I knew there was nothing wrong with that. I was just surprised and nervous about the whole idea and making a bad impression. Even though I had only spoken a few words to him, he made me feel happy, safe, protected. I wanted to feel like this all the time. This also made me worry a bit about something. Why was it that Hayashi, my fiancé, could not make me feel the way Pit did at this moment in time? Hayashi and I were supposed to be in love and feel safe and protected. Do not get me wrong; I do feel protected around Hayashi, but Pit was different. He made me feel safer than Hayashi, if not more so. It confused me strongly and made me think long and hard about it.

Better to speak to Syra about things like these. She would know what to say.

Pit glanced at Hayashi with a shocked expression across his face. "Wait...you mean...she's really the..." He began, but Hayashi only nodded, answering his incomplete question. Pit looked at me as my face turned into the complete color of scarlet. "It's, uh..."-he cleared his throat-"v-very n-nice to meet you, Princess." I smiled at his stuttering voice; it sounded cute and melodic. I could sense he was now nervous out of his mind since he was standing in front of someone high in royalty, especially if they were next in line to the throne of a wondrous land like Skyworld.

"Oh, you don't have to call me that, Pit." I assured him. "Just call me Maya. That's what everyone calls me…well, my friends call me that. Other people call me Lady Maya." I noticed a dark shade of red had appeared across his cheeks. "But any friend of Hayashi or Syra is a friend of mine, so you may call me Maya if you'd like." A small smile crept onto his all ready burning face.

"You have a lovely name, you know?" He complimented, making me blush even more than before.

"Thank you," I responded with another smile, feeling pretty stupid for smiling like a little school girl.

"Well, now that we know each other," Hayashi cut in, sounding confused out of his mind before looking at me. "Maya, you should get some sleep now. You look really tired." I stared at him in confusion.

"But the sun is still up…" I said, glancing at the still setting sun. Pit's gaze remained on me the whole time, but I did my best to ignore it and avoid another blush. Hayashi looked a little nervous once I pointed out the sun, but it quickly changed.

"Well, then…Go for a nice walk!" He quickly said.

"Why?" I questioned. He, then, pretended to look offended.

"Maya! I can't talk to my good buddy whom I have not seen all day?" He pouted. "Come on, Maya, be reasonable!" I rolled my eyes and sighed, but smiled lightly.

"I guess I should let you guys have your "fun." I wouldn't want to be a burden," I said, shrugging. "Besides, I need to go find Syra later. I've got to ask her something important."-A short, quick pause-"I'll see you guys later, then. Bye, Hayashi. Bye, Pit."

I, soon, began walking away from the two boys, lowering my face after I took at least a few steps away from them. I felt my heart slowly begin beating normally with every step I took, but did my best to ignore it. The emotions I felt toward Pit were emotions I probably should have felt toward Hayashi. It was strange to feel that way toward my fiancé's own best friend, but then again it felt right. A part of me told me not to do and think of such things, but another part told me to try Pit out, get to know him better than I did at that moment. That seemed like the right thing to do, but I did not want to seem like some cheating user who did not get what she wanted. I was not like that at all, and I certainly was not going down that road anytime soon. A frustrated sigh escaped my lips as I rubbed my temples due to the growing headache.

'I need to see Syra,' I thought, 'and soon.'

Pit's POV

Silently, I watched as Maya, the Princess of Angel Land, slowly disappear from my sight down the long hallway, leaving Hayashi and I by ourselves. I never did get the chance meet her before, but I had heard of Lady Palutena's adopted daughter. She always talked about how great a daughter she was and how she would one day grow up to become a great ruler of this wonderful land. It was true about what Hayashi told her, too. I did vow to Lady Palutena I would protect her daughter no matter what the case might have been. When I told her, she gave me a smile I grown to know so well and nodded, telling me Maya would be very delighted to hear I would be her bodyguard and protect her from harm. Not only that, but I should try to find her and meet her sometime soon so I could get to know her better. What I expected was a lovely young lady with a friendly smile and welcoming hug, just any normal princess who was not spoiled and got everything she wanted. But instead I met someone much better, someone who was indescribable in words. I met Maya, Palutena's only non-biological child, and the Princess of Angel Land.

She was different than I had first anticipated, but my thoughts were crushed the moment I laid my eyes upon the young daughter of Lady Palutena. Snow white hair cascading to the middle of her back, matching bangs, and ultramarine colored eyes. Ultramarine was a shade of blue I had seen in other places before, but never in my life had I seen a pair of eyes like hers. She was about two inches shorter than me, so I had to look down at her, and her age had to be at least fifteen. But it did not matter to me how old she was or how tall or short she turned out to be. Although she had an athletic figure, giving me the impression she worked out despite being a young princess, I did not care about that. The only part of her body that captivated me the most was her eyes. They were so exotic and uncommon to me; it made me breathless at the sight of her. It was true; she was different than my imagination ever made her out to be. She was different in every possible way. My mind showed me a normal looking young princess; my eyes gazed upon beauty, true beauty.

True beauty from a true goddess.

Suddenly, a sharp pain ran up my arm, breaking me from my long chain of thought. I cringed in pain and took hold of my throbbing arm as I glared at Hayashi, wondering why on earth he suddenly slapped me. His expression seemed to be annoyed for an unknown reason, but he said nothing. "Ow," I muttered. "What was that for?"

"You weren't paying attention to me!" Hayashi snapped. "Man, it's like you're turning into Maya!" My heart skipped a beat at her name.

"Sorry…" I responded. "I kinda spaced out..." Spacing out about your wife-to-be. Hayashi sighed and shook his head before speaking again.

"Now you have to answer the question," he told me. "What do you think of Maya?" I blinked once before looking in the direction in which Maya had disappeared to.

"Well, she's really nice," I started. "And very pretty." Pretty? No. Pretty sounded like an insult in my mind when it came to Maya. She was beautiful, angelic, divine. But if I said those things out loud, Hayashi would have my head on a silver platter and serve it at the reception.

Hayashi's smile grew as he laughed and pat my back. "See? I told you she was pretty!" He exclaimed. I simply smiled and said nothing. "You'll be able to see her more often now, since you're the leader of Lady Palutena's royal guard. Not only that, but you'll have the chance to protect her twenty-four seven!" My face heated slightly at his words, but I tried to hide it from him.

"Yeah, I guess…" I trailed off as I looked at the ground. Hayashi noticed my sudden drop

"You okay, Pit?" Hayashi asked, sounding a little worried. "You look a little down in the dumps."-A quick pause-"If you wanna get to know Maya, I'm okay with that! No problem! Just be careful about getting too close to her." I blinked at his words.

"What do you mean?" I asked. Hayashi's eyes widened slightly before looking away. It was as if he said the wrong words. But then, he looked back at me with a more confident, but worried expression.

"Well, she has a tendency to become too attached to men, assuming she's in love. Same thing happened with me, you know?" He explained. "But I was different." Confused, I tilted my head to one side.

"What makes you different from other guys?" I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest. A small smirk crossed his face for a second before it went away.

"I actually returned the feelings she has for me," he said. "I would never let anything bad happen to her, unlike the others who only want to be with her because of her royalty." My heart seemed to drop at his words. People actually had the nerve to use someone like her, someone like Maya, for wealth and/or royalty. Rage built up inside of me at the thought of it. It made me want to run out and find all those men and teach them a lesson about respecting woman. I may have looked to be a hopeless romantic, but it did not mean I could not fight to protect the people I cared about, whether I knew them or just met them, much like situation with Maya. She did not deserve all of that, not even for a second.

It was a good thing Hayashi was not like those guys.

"Why would they do such things…?" I muttered out loud. Hayashi heard me and pat my back again.

"Hey! No worries! She's found someone better than all of those guys," he reassured me. "And that's me! As self-centered as it sounds, it's true!" A small smile appeared across my lips, knowing his words were true.

"Yeah…you're right…" I said, earning a huge grin from the green haired teen. Then, his eyes widened as if just remembered something.

"Oh no! My students," he exclaimed. I blinked as he continued, "I forgot about the students who requested extra training for tonight! Gotta go!" With that, he took off, disappearing from sight within seconds. I watched him for another moment before shaking my head, a smile appearing on my face as I crossed my arms over my chest.

'Poor Hayashi…' I thought, 'Your short term memory loss is kicking in more than usual these days…'

Maya's POV

"Are you serious?" Said Syra, her voice sounding utterly shocked at the words I had spoken. A guilty looked had been splattered across my face, as if I had done something wrong, while the both of us wandered down the large hallways of the palace.

I had finally found Syra minutes after she had finished training her students for the day. She was surprised to find me out without Hayashi, but got over it quickly due to the expression I had worn when I found her. Immediately, her sister-like instincts kicked in and a barrage of questions filled the atmosphere. After a moment, I told her to calm down before I began explaining my story. I told her about how Hayashi brought up his friend, Pit, and introduced me to him. Also, I told her about the feelings I suddenly felt toward the brown haired angel, and how guilty yet somewhat happy I felt as I looked at him. Syra was shocked, but also slightly worried by my words. I could not blame her for it, no one could if they heard the story I given to her.

She as well as Hayashi knew about my tendency of falling in love to easily. Hayashi, himself, experienced it first hand when I fell in love with him. Every guy, excluding Hayashi, claimed to have fallen in love with me, but Syra exposed them for wanting the lifestyle of royalty, despite being angels. My heart had been broken so many times, I had decided to give up on love all together. But that was before Hayashi made a promise to never let me get hurt. That was before I fell in love with Hayashi. Since he was my friend, I knew I could trust him. He told me he had fallen in love with me as well, and wanted to be more than friends. Of course, I accepted and gave him a huge hug, glad to have someone who actually returned my feelings. Since then, we had been together, always spending time with one another and having a grand old time. That was before he decided to propose.

I was completely shocked to know Hayashi had loved me so much to marry me at such a young age. He told me he never wanted me to get hurt by anyone else just for my royalty. He wanted me to stay with him where I would be safe from harm. Immediately, I accepted and the planning began. Every waking moment, I felt happier than I ever expected to be. Syra seemed upset by the fact Hayashi was getting married, but happy at the same time. Upset because he was getting married to me, her figurative sister, and happy because I had found someone I loved and was trustworthy enough to be with me. All in all, life had been getting better and better since that day. However, that was way before Pit came into the picture. To be honest, it actually got me to think about the relationship between Hayashi and I. We were happy, that was true. He always found a way to put a smile on my face. But only one thing seemed to catch my attention. Hayashi never kissed me, we never went on actual dates (if we did, he would bring Syra along for the fun of it), and never had any alone time.

Although it made me sound like a demanding kind of girl who wanted specific things to happen in our relationship, was it not true those were supposed to happen if someone were in a relationship with another person?

"Yeah, I am." I responded to Syra's words, folding my hands in front of me. "I feel horrible about the whole thing, but at the same time, it feels…right."

"Huh, this has never happened before…" She murmured, crossing her arms over her chest. "Usually I would know what to do in situations related to this, but I've never heard of any situation like yours…" I looked up at the red headed teen, who was only an inch taller than me.

"What do you think it means…?" I asked. She remained silent for a long moment before sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose, possibly frustrated with all of the thinking.

"Well…I think it means…" She started, but began thinking again. "It means…you should…I don't know…I just don't know!" I sighed and looked away, half expecting her response.

Syra always knew what to do when it came to relationships. She was a relationship advice goddess (in my opinion), and knew how to solve a problem within minutes. However, this was the first time Syra had ever had trouble trying to solve a problem like this. I could not blame her; she never heard of anything like this happening before, so she had no idea what to do that would make things better. She used to be able to try one idea out to see if it worked, which ninety-nine percent of the time it actually did. Now that I found out she had no idea what to do in this serious situation, I felt even more confused as to what to do about everything. I did not know what to do, and all of the thinking gave me a headache. There were multiple times in my life in which I had hated my feelings due to them messing with my mind. This was one of those times.

"I don't know if these feelings for Pit are right, since I'm marrying Hayashi, but…but my heart keeps telling me to go for it…" I said. Syra glanced down at me.

"Maybe you should call off the wedding," she suggested, "You know, so you can get your emotions in check and see if those feelings are real." My head shot up to look at her.

"No! I can't call it off! The wedding is in five days!" I told her. "Besides,"-a short pause as I looked away from her-"Hayashi would be devastated to find that out. I don't want to crush his hopes of getting married." Syra sighed.

"You're way too nice at times, you know?" She said, earning a small smile from me. "But you can't torture yourself like this. It's unhealthy."

"I know…" I responded, glancing up at her. "But I should try getting to know him a bit more. Maybe that should tell me as to whether or not the feelings are real." She shrugged, unsure of what else to tell me.

"Go for it," she said, "but try to be careful, all right? You never know what could happen." I nodded before glancing at the ground.

"I hope this plan will work out…I hate feeling confused about my feelings." I muttered, but loud enough for Syra to hear.

"Maya!" I stopped at the sound of my name, Syra repeating the action. I knew that voice anywhere, and it made my heart beat rapidly. Slowly, I turned around to see the person whom we have been taking about the whole time.

"Hey, Pit." I said as he stopped right in front of us, Syra feeling somewhat awkward that he appeared from nowhere. However, she did not show it as she put on a big smile.

"Hey, Pit, what are you up to?" She asked. Pit was wearing a smile that made my heart skip a beat as he stared at me.

"I was looking everywhere for Maya," he answered, not even glancing over at Syra when he responded. Syra eyed him intently, keeping a close eye on him to see how he felt toward me.

"I can see that…" I spoke up. "It looks like you've done a good amount of running for one day." He laughed; it was like music to my ears, and for a moment I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

"I wanted to talk to you," he said. "You know, get to know the princess a little more." I blinked out of surprise, Syra looked she was about to pass out, but kept her composure in check.

"Okay…" I responded, before glancing at Syra. "Is it okay if we talk to one another?"

"Oh sure! That's fine by me!" She quickly responded, a little too quickly actually. "No need to ask me! I was just about to head to my room and get some shut eye." A smile appeared on my face.

"Okay, I'll see you later then." I said, before returning my attention back to Pit.

"Yeah, you too," she said before running off in a random direction. I was hoping she knew she was going in the wrong direction.

"So, Pit, what do you want to know about me?" I asked, placing my hands behind me back.

"Everything…" He responded, obviously absentmindedly. I blinked at his response as he realized what he just said. "Uh, i-if that's okay with you…" I giggled at his stuttering. Believe me, I felt the same way he was feeling, but without the stuttering.

"All right," I said. "I'll tell you everything about myself."

Syra's POV

I watched intently as Maya and Pit walked into the opposite direction, talking away as if there was not a care in the world. They seemed to be having a grand old time talking, and I could nothing but watch. Maya was right; the look in her eyes looked as if she were in love with him. Never in my life had she been placed in a situation like this, but it looked to be as though she had truly fallen in love with Hayashi's best friend. However, I was paying more attention to Pit than I was to Maya. Pit looked…exactly the same as Maya. He looked to have been staring at something out of this world and never wanted to lose it. He had grown feelings for her too, but I did not know if he thought it was love or not. Maya was unsure of her feelings due to the fact she had been hurt so many times by other men in her life (excluding Hayashi), but the look in her eyes told me another story.

I did not know how to view the situation. Hayashi was a good friend of both myself and Maya. He did not look like the type to hurt other women, despite being a part of the army. I knew for a fact Hayashi would never, ever, hurt Maya like those other guys I had to deal with to make sure they stayed away from her. But why did she have to meet Pit? Do not get me wrong, Pit was an incredibly nice guy and was never the type to get in between a relationship (he said so himself a couple years back). But now that Hayashi introduced him to Maya, he seemed to have grown emotions for her, or so I assumed. I could tell he was a hopeless romantic, but never would he think of hurting any woman he came into contact with (the girls he had gone out with in the past viewed him as too nice, which was why they left him). That was Pit, the young teenage angel who treated women like queens.

Maybe that's what Maya saw in him. But that thought had yet to be figured out.

"Maya…" I muttered as I watched the two disappear from view. "You really placed yourself in a pickle, you know that?" A sigh escaped my lips as I began walking off in the direction I had taken off to escape the two. Suddenly, I stopped in my place as I remembered a very important fact. Within seconds, my expression became annoyed. "Why am I walking away from the direction of my room…?" I muttered as I turned back around and walked into the direction in which Maya and Pit had disappeared into.

It was a shame my room had to be in the same direction both angels had gone into, cause now it felt like I was stalking the two…

Maya's POV

It had been about two hours since Pit and I started talking about everything we had to tell. Pit told me he had rescued my mother from Medusa, the Goddess of Darkness, a couple years back and stopped an invasion from Orcos. I was a little surprised to hear both stories, thinking nobody could be able to defeat someone as powerful as the Goddess of Darkness. However, Pit was able to do it all by himself (well, with the help of the Three Sacred Treasures). After that, he talked a little bit as to how met Hayashi when they were very young. Hayashi was off trying to impress his other friends by trying to fly (since he did not know how to back then, much to my surprise), only to fall flat on his face. Of course, he toughened up and got back onto his feet…only to try and fail again three more times. By the end of it, Pit decided to come in and help him back up when he was in too much pain to move anymore. Since then, the two had been close friends. They met Syra about a year later, when she was telling off a couple of the guys who tried to hit on her (despite her young age of eight). She ended up scaring off half the guys there, excluding Hayashi and Pit. In fact, Hayashi was surprised by her short tempered attitude; he ran over to her and quickly introduced himself and Pit. Eventually, after a few minutes of telling him to go away, Syra became good friends with both boys.

Those two were very strange before I came into the picture.

Once he was finished, I told him a little about myself and how I first met Hayashi and Syra. In fact, I met them both simultaneously. I was out by myself one day, when Syra had suddenly come up to me. She went on about how Hayashi had a thing for me despite him not knowing who I was. Of course, Hayashi came up and denied it with a darkest blush I had ever seen in my life. Syra continued to tease him about it for a while, turning Hayashi's face into an even darker shade of red, before inviting me along to hang out with the two. Eventually, the three of us became inseparable and were like one big happy family. I told him about how I was found by Palutena and taken under her wing when I was just a child. It was something I never told anyone about it, other than Hayashi and Syra. He asked me if I knew anything else from my childhood, but I told him I could not remember that much from my past.

"That's so sad," Pit commented. I blinked at his words before giving him a reassuring smile.

"Hey, it's no big deal." I said. "I don't think about it very much, since my life now is great!" He smiled at my words.

"That's good," he said. "I wouldn't want you to be sad about that. Princesses aren't supposed to be sad." A small blush crept up the back of my neck.

"You've got a good point," I responded. "But everyone has to be sad at some point in their life." His smile disappeared as he looked at me.

"I don't want to see you sad," he said. "It would kill me to see someone like you so sad." I blinked once as my smile grew even more, the blush on my face darkening.

"Thank you, Pit," I said. "It's nice to know I have a friend who truly cares about my feelings…"-a short pause-"Not that Hayashi and Syra don't care, but it's good to have one more. It makes me feel…safe…" He stared at me for a long moment before smiling.

We continued talking for another half hour about anything we could come up with, from what happened this week to what happened to today. To be honest, Pit was one of the most interesting people I had ever spoken to in my life. He had so many stories to tell from his time in the army, mainly the funny moments. He may have been in the army, but it did not mean he did not know how to have fun. As we spoke to one another, the emotions inside me seemed to grow even more than before. It still felt strange to have those feelings growing, but there was nothing I could do. Maybe it was because Pit did not look like the type to hurt women because of what they had. Instead, he looked like the type to protect the people he cared about, whether it was an order from my mother or an order from his own heart.

He was sweet, sweet enough to make me so interested in him.

"Well, I should probably get going. It's getting late," I spoke, stopping in front of the door to my room. Nighttime had come by so quickly, but I was pretty upset I had to go get some sleep. How could I get any sleep with Pit on my mind?

Said angel glanced at the ground. "Yeah, I guess so…" Pit responded, looking a little upset. Clearly, he looked to feel the same way I did. I smiled and tried to comfort him a bit, placing a hand on his cheek.

"Don't look so sad, Pit." I told him, forcing him look at me with his blue hues. "We can talk tomorrow! I'm free for the next couple of days, so I promise you that we'll talk a lot more during that time!" He smiled at my words.

"All right," he said. "Sounds like a plan. I'll see you later, then." I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. See you later," I said, before entering my room and shutting the door, but not without glancing at him one last time before closing the door completely.

At that moment, my heart took a needed break and relaxed. A smile was plastered on my face as I changed into a night gown and slipped under the covers of my bed. As I expected, Pit had not escaped my mind since I looked away from him. I was excited to meet with him again tomorrow. And the day after that, and the day after that. Everything else seemed to be a blur on my mind as I thought about what was to happen. I felt a little nervous, however. For one, my wedding that was approaching faster than anticipated. Not only that, but I had been invited to a tournament two days before the wedding, giving me three days to spend with both Pit and Hayashi. Although it seemed like a lot, it did not matter to me. As long as I got know Pit more than I had today, I did not care anymore. Balancing my time out with both boys should be easy for me. I did know my way around a busy schedule anyway.

'Don't worry, Pit...' I thought to myself as I closed my eyes. 'We'll be able to talk as much as you want. That's a promise...'