Don't hate me for who I pair in this stroy. I'll be honest with you, I HATE MARTHXIKE. I hate it so much yet the overall idea I have in mind is just too good to pass up! I really hate the idea of Marth being gay, really hate it.

But just this once I'll let it pass. For those who hate that factor too this story is still readable if you replace Marth with a girl and have everybody else be from a tv show you like. Then again, this crap wouldn't make sense. I'm not even sure if the Prolouge will makes sense because I suck at explaining crap.

But alas, enjoy and don't hate. If you hate then why are you even here?

The mercenary stared at the figure lying in the grass. He supposed the prince was sleeping, as to how this was his favorite spot to rest. He remebered how Marth would always come here to relax. It was a small peaceful grove in the forest near the mansion.

"Marth?" Ike said as he walked over to the prince. The prince's eyes were closed, as if he was in a peaceful slumber.

But something wasn't right.

Marth was motionless, not even breathing.

"Marth? Marth!" Ike exclaimed as he knelt down to the prince. He checked for a pulse but there was none. Marth's skin felt cold when Ike touched it. No. No! This couldn't be!

"Marth! Marth! Get up!" Ike shouted in a desperate attempt to find any signs the prince was alive. But Marth didn't move, he stayed there, perfectly still, eyes closed.

"Marth! Marth!" Ike brushed some hair out of Marth's face. He looked at the prince. Just earlier that night Marth was perfectly fine, sleeping in Ike's arms. Now the prince lay before him, dead. It happened so fast. It happened too fast. What had happened? How could he just be dead? Marth didn't show any signs of being murdered, no stab wounds, no gunshots wounds, not even blood. Marth had been acting strange lately, was he ill? Ike stopped his thought when he saw the white piece of paper resting under Marth's arm. Ike picked it up and read it.

Ike,

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never told you. I should have. I regret everything. I should have never put you through this. I'm sorry. I was born with an illness that was bound to kill me sometime in my life. It had only started killing me recently. I knew it when the symptoms started. Truth is, just three days ago I was already gone. Already dead. I wish you didn't have to find me like this, but I was too afraid to tell you. I'm sorry.

Ike, you couldn't have loved me better, but you need to move on. I was never the one who you were meant to be with. Someone else loves you already. I know. I trust you know who as well. I should have never let this happen. You were never supposed to love me, Ike. You were supposed to love someone else, someone who wouldn't have made you cry. Please Ike, I want you to move on. Do it for me.

I love you,

Marth.

Ike couldn't say anything. He couldn't even think. Marth was dead from the start, doomed to die that is. Ike could understand that, but what he didn't understand was why Marth had said that Ike wasn't supposed to love him. Why would the prince think that? The days they spent together were the best days of his life, that is what Marth told him.

Ike couldn't help it. When he looked at the prince lying before him again, he broke down. Tears fell from Ike's face as he stared at his love. The letter slipped out of Ike's grip and was blown away by the wind. Ike didn't care though, he was too heartbroken to care. In fact he didn't even notice it when someone walked over to him.

"Ike?" Ike lifted his head up, and looked behind him. Samus(Zero Suit) was looking him with worry.

"You okay?" She asked. Ike shook his head, and moved so Samus could see Marth. Samus gasped and ran over to him. By instinct, she reached out her hand to check for a pulse, but stopped when she realized the prince was already dead. She noticed the tears on Ike's face.

"Ike, I'm so sorry." She said.

"Don't be. It's not your fault." Ike said a little harshly. Samus was taken aback by the harshness in Ike's voice but brushed it off.

"Come on, let's, let's take Marth back to the mansion. Everyone can, say their goodbyes that way." Samus said. Ike nodded half-heartedly and picked Marth up. More tears fell when he felt how cold and how limp Marth was.

"It hurts, I know. I've gone through a similar situation." Samus said. Ike looked at her curiously. "I lost both my parents when I was only three. I, don't like to talk about it that much." Ike nodded, remembering his father. The moon had only made its way halfway across the sky as they walked back to the mansion.

Samus woke Dr. Mario up; the doctor exclaimed something in Italian when he saw Marth. Ike placed the prince on one of the many beds in the medical room. The mercenary grabbed a chair and sat in it next to Marth. Tears were still fresh in his eyes as he stared at his love.

"What do you what me to do? Marth is dead." Dr. Mario whispered.

"Ike told me that in a letter he found next to Marth, it said that he died of a disease he had his whole life. It was written by Marth, of course. Ike wants to know just what that disease was." Samus whispered back. The doctor turned back to Ike. He had his head lowered and his hands clasped together, as if he was praying. Tears flowed freely as the mercenary looked up at Marth. He mouthed a goodbye and stood up. Running his fingers through the soft azure hair one last time, he turned to Samus and Dr. Mario.

"I'll be in my room. Tell no one to bother me. I, I want to be alone." Ike said. Samus nodded.

"Of course Ike. I understand." She said. Ike knew she really did understand, having suffered a similar pain, at a very young age too. Ike nodded a thanks and left the room.

I apoligise if Ike's reaction wasn't right. I am not good at how one would react at death, as I have not exspirenced that feeling myself. Once, when I was little, but I was too young and don't remember. I hope I did well, as some of you may know, I am not good at writing relationship type things.

If any of you noticed, Marth's letter is similar to Kelly Clarkson's 'Already Gone' song. As that is what inspired this fic. Also, This story will be slowly updated, as it's going to take me a while to figure this out and write it all without making it crap. So don't expect me to post 3 chapters in one days as I used too. My life is getting busier as I grow older, many of you will know this.

Please, let me know if anything is wrong, I want to get better at this. Don't be shy but don't get too specific, as I may react badly too that, just a trait. If anything doesn't make sense, I miss a word somewhere, someone's not acting right, anything, let me know. Your reveiw will be very appreciated, trust me. Even non-users will be of help to me, please, review. You may not know but it helps a lot.