Welcome to 'Fountain of Sweet Lovers'. This special project is dedicated to the one and only Midnight, who put in a request for another yaoi tale in the world of Super Smash Bros. I dearly hope that this is enjoyed by not only Midnight, but by everyone that looks into this. But for those of you that are unfamiliar with the concept of yaoi, please note that yaoi handles romance between two MALES. If you're the least bit uncomfortable with that setup, PLEASE LEAVE IMMEDIATELY. Once again. If you're not into two males touching and kissing, PLEASE STEP AWAY FROM THE STORY. NO ONE'S FORCING YOU TO READ THIS.

Thank you.

Disclaimer: These characters, their places of origin, and the Nintendo games DO NOT belong to me. Thank you very much.
It was hard, breathing underneath such touches. He could feel fire surging through him, taking the form of chilling sensations. The other's lips were suckling him, drinking him, fondling him. Small whimpers with withdrawing themselves from his mouth, displaying his desire to escape, but his arms kept themselves wrapped around the other male. Despite his discomfort, he couldn't deny his enjoyment. He couldn't deny the euphoria sweeping through him as the other's soft, moist lips tasted him. Oh, how he wanted more. How he craved more, longed for more. The blue-haired male's lips were just so warm, so rich and sweet. He would have given his wings to have the other kiss him until the end of time.

He shivered, falling further into the other's grasp. He returned the other's kisses with his own, arms squeezing and hands begging. His mind wandered through memories as the other continued to bathe him in a fountain of sugary sweet affection. The tip of the other's tongue was tickling his bottom lip, sending powerful rushes of adrenaline through his fragile form. He remembered how this had all begun, bearing a set of cheeks that were even darker than Mars. The two of them had emerged from Captain Falcon's Pre-New Year's Day Parade (it was more along the lines of a party), and the game had been a game of confessions. Every Smasher, new or old, had to confess their deepest secrets for the new year. One of the new entrants, the blue-haired male that was suckling the lips of an angel, had passionately confessed his feelings for the one named Pit-prior to Pit's confession. The angel had carried his own confession, but once Ike released his, it fell by the wayside. There was no way he could have delivered his confession, after hearing Ike's feelings towards him. And as much as his own confession still burned in his mind, he couldn't deny the fact that he was shivering. Trembling. Melting in the arms of sumptuous, caressing kisses.

Both of them were sitting outside of Peach's castle (it was more like a mansion). The other Smashers were no doubt wandering in the aftermath of their own confessions, with several other couples waltzing through the epilogue. The preparations for New Year's matches had been put on hold, right after Mario made his very important confession. Surely it was a crime to eat plain spaghetti noodles, and that's exactly what the plumber confessed. Totally traumatized by what he had to share, he bolted into his room and shared his pain with Dr.Toad (the self proclaimed psychiatrist of the party). No one was willing to go on with preparations after that, not even the host himself. But was Mario really heartbroken over plain spaghetti noodles, or was he crestfallen over Peach's infatuation with Falco Lombardi? Hmm. The plot thickened once the dainty princess confessed her feelings. The crowd gasped in anticipation as the blushing princess ran off the stage, face buried in her hands. Of course Wario was more than excited about the developments, especially since his famous sibling was in such disarray. But Bowser was far from pleased, learning that he had attained new competition. How disturbing this was, discovering that the love of your life had fallen for a second loser!

The easiest confession to accept was Yoshi's (since the creature spoke in his own language). Some of the Smashers found his confession rather annoying, though, due to the explosion of Yoshis that poured into the castle's throne room. Captain Falcon tossed himself right out of the window, screaming as though someone had lit his patoot on fire. Kirby spent the entire time eating them, putting on a variety of Yoshi hats. Jigglypuff, who had delivered her own confusion secret, had become strangely attached to Kirby-and even attempted to try on her own Yoshi hats. Pikachu electrocuted most of them (sending a burnt Luigi through the window, right behind Captain Falcon), and from that point on, the castle was momentarily submerged in chaos. All of the Smashers had just emerged from the storm, taken aback by the chaos that had swept through Peach's castle. While some of them were intent on unlocking the secrets behind Peach's "affair", others were content with following their confessions. Take Ike, for example.

As soon as the chaos subsided, Ike swept Pit into his arms. The blue-haired soldier placed the object of his affection on the nearest bench, and without a word, began to kiss him. No other words were needed, really. Not after the confession he delivered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've come here to tell you something rather important. I know it's only been a few days, but something's happened to me. Something's happened and I can't control it. I don't want to control it. I've fallen in love with Pit-and I'm going to make him mine."

Who needed extra words after that endeavor? Pit shivered just thinking about them, and the look on their deliverer's face. Ike was deadest on claiming the angel for his own, looking like a king setting after a lifelong dream. And to make matters worse, Fox had arranged for Pit to follow Ike. Thus, leading to the failure of a delivery. Pit had said nothing, forfeiting his turn in favor of Falco (who confessed his crush on Samus, who then confessed her crush on Captain Falcon). Oh, how he had wanted to speak his mind. But he couldn't. Ike had literally swept him off his feet, and the angel wouldn't have been surprised if he held him on the bench forever.

A soft, trembling moan escaped from his quivering lips. Several more followed, coming from the fiery surges that were pulsating through his veins. Oh, how he wanted to speak. How he wanted the other to stop touching him, to stop running his hands through the insides of his thighs. How he wanted Ike to stop kissing him. How he wanted the other to continue. He wanted nothing more than the other's lips to continue drinking him, licking him, cradling him. They just felt so right, so soft and warm, so inexplicably tender-so soft, so sweet-more moans followed-oh, how right this felt, so right and so warm-

-anguish seized him. Wrenched him out of the other's arms. Frustration and anger immediately shot up in Ike's eyes. The blue-haired warrior was surprised by the other's release, and didn't fail to show it. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice penetrated by soft panting. Oh, how dark and sultry his voice was. It was almost like the purr of a lion, slow and comforting, yet dangerous and enigmatic at the same time. Tantalizing and aggravating to listen to.

Still shivering, inwardly savoring the taste of the other's lips, Pit delivered an answer. The angel's eyes were fearful, tearful. "I...I c-c-can't." he began, his voice no higher than a whisper. Another sensation ran through him as he thought of the other's hands, which had rubbed upon his thighs not too long ago. "Please. Please d-d-don't. Don't."

Failing to notice their small audience, which had 'expertly' hidden itself in plain view, Ike scowled. "Why not?" he demanded, speaking with the fervor of an infuriated lion.

"Because...I just c-c-can't. I'm not..."

"Why? Tell me, why! You feel the same way too, don't you?!"

A frightened puppy closed its eyes. "Y-y-yes, but...I just c-c-can't r-r-right now. Please. Don't make it harder than it already is."

"What is it with you? Is there someone else you're in love with? Please tell me there isn't!"

"I...I...Ike, I'm s-s-sorry, but...it's-"

Grabbing Pit by the shoulders, Ike shook him viciously. "Come on, tell me! Who is it?! Roy? Marth? Link?!"

"It's...it's L-L-Link! Link!"

"Jigglypuff!" someone said in a nearby bush, immediately hushed by the hand of a falcon. Ike ceased his hold over the other, removing his hands from Pit's shoulders. Still scowling, he lowered his head and contemplated the other's words. Unable to read the future, and thoroughly frightened by it, Pit spoke to the blue-haired warrior softly.

"I'm...Ike, please. I'm sorry, but...it's true. So please. Please don't...don't make this harder for me. I have to figure out-"

"YES!" a particular falcon cried out, as soon as Ike's hands returned to the insides of Pit's thighs. Ignoring the whimpers that fell from the angel's mouth, the warrior brought the other into another embrace, squeezing his quivering thighs with force that exceeded the previous amount.

"Ike. Ike, please. Please...please let me go..."

"No. I'm not releasing you until you become mine, and mine alone."

"Ike, don't..."

He placed a hand under the other's chin, pulling Pit's face towards his own. "You know you want me, Pit. You feel the same way I do. I can see it. I know you do." he whispered, lips brushing against the other's with every word.

"Wait, Ike. Ike...don't...please..."

"You want me to kiss you, don't you? You like the way I hold you...just as much as I like holding you."

"Stop. L-l-let me g-g-go...please. Stop...touching me..."

"I won't. Not until I claim you."

He had to leave. Just had to escape. But Ike's hold on him was just too strong, too powerful. Hands were gripping him, squeezing him. Rising dangerously close to a particular area he didn't want to be touched-well, not under the current circumstances. Escape had to be done, or else he'd remain trapped. Locked underneath the kisses he wanted so much. Tied to a heart he wanted to hold, wanted to treasure, wanted to kiss and love-but couldn't. He loved Link just as much as he loved Ike...or did he? The warrior's eyes were dangerous, so deep and compelling...lips were so soft, so moist and strong, yet gentle...arms were muscular, powerful...hair was short, beautiful, a dark shade of blue...

Pit wanted him. Wanted to be kissed by him. Wanted nothing more than his lips upon his own. Found himself gazing into the other's fierce, vehement eyes, begging. Pleading.

Not pleading for the escape he should have been pleading for, though.

"Say it. Tell me you want me to kiss you."

"Ike...I...I..."

The blue-haired male was warm, so warm and strong. His body warmth was lulling the angel to sleep. "K-k-kiss me." he whispered, dewdrops falling from his eyes. "P-p-please. But...only for a few more...um...minutes. I...I have to-"

"I know. You have to figure things out. But let me ask you something. What did Link confess? Does he feel the same for you?"

Ike was angry again, and with good reason. "He said he has a crush on Marth!" a certain racer cried out from behind the bushes. Even more tears filled Pit's eyes, and he lowered his head. Ike was almost livid.

"You heard that, didn't you?"

The angel nodded sadly.

"So why won't you be mine? Why won't you let me take you?"

"I...I...I don't know. I'm...I'm sorry. It's just...I don't understand myself, but...my feelings are there. So just...just let me...please wait for me. I'll..."

His eyes were closing. Ike was even warmer than Princess Peach's blankets-and that was saying quite a lot. He buried his head into the other's chest, tears falling from his eyes. "Just kiss me." he pleaded, tearful eyes peering into the other's furious soul. "Please. Only a few more times. And then...then I'll...I'll figure things out. I promise. Okay?"

"All right." a dissatisfied Ike replied, shaking his head. "It's not like it'll matter anyway. I'll win you, no matter what it takes. But there's something else I'd like to do to you. Tonight." he said, his voice hypnotizing the other.

"What is it?"

"I'd like to-"

"Mario! Mario, come back! Please! Let me explain! I still love you!"

"No no nooooo! Leave me alone! My life is-a over now! Leave me alone!"

As Peach chased Mario throughout the castle grounds, interrupting the exchange of words between Pit and Ike, an explosion of lightning went off. Kirby darted from the castle entrance, wearing a Pikachu hat and bearing a rather gray, crispy color. Luigi followed suit, completely in tears and wearing a pink tutu. Now how did that happen?

Yep, it was a party all right.