Title: Pain
Pairing: SamusxPit
Requested by: Me
My feet hardly touched the ground as I ran. My prey was in sight. He stumbled forward in a panicked effort to run away. I smiled cruelly. This would be all too easy. No one escapes Samus Aran. No one.
But then the unexpected happened. I lost my footing and tripped over a dark tree root, almost invisible in the lessening light. Pain flared hotly in my ankle. I cursed. My prey shouted for joy and ran faster, his pale white skin and hair soon disappearing from my vision.
"Why? Why now?" I wondered aloud. I stood up, ignoring the throbbing pain in my ankle, and tried to walk. But my injured ankle refused to hold my weight, sending me toppling to the ground once more and thus stranding me in the darkening woods. I cursed again as I tried unsuccessfully to stand again and the pain grew. My ankle must've been at lease severely sprained.
"When did I become so weak?" I wondered as I blinked rapidly to hold back the tears threatening to come pouring out of my eyes in an endless torrent. I tried to stand for a third time and fell for a third time, crying out in pain as my poor ankle sent another pain signal, more fierce than the previous two.
"Who's there?" A sharp voice demanded to know. I held my breath to conceal my presence as I crawled backwards, biting my lip to keep my groans to myself. Soft footsteps padded closer to me and I increased my pace in a terrified way. I blinked, now noticing the blackness that crept at the edge of my vision. My head spun wildly, causing my stomach to become nauseous.
A soft groan escaped my lips, despite my best efforts to keep it sealed behind my lips. The footsteps padded closer and closer.
"Help…me…" I mewled, finally giving up all hopes of being silent and cringing at my helpless tone. I hated this feeling of not being able to do anything. A shadow darkened my vision further as a figure hovered over me.
"Are you okay?" He asked me (His voice was masculine, I could tell), crouching down next to me. I weakly shook my head.
"N-no…"
"What's wrong?" His tone was gentle.
"M-my leg…" I croaked. His fingers probed my lower leg. I bit my lip and inhaled sharply when his fingers reached my ankle. He stopped.
"Did that hurt?" I rolled my eyes but nodded. He gently pressed his right hand against my ankle, murmuring an incantation of some sorts in a foreign language. The pain in my leg slowly numbed, but in the process, I blacked out.
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Gentle fingers once again poked and prodded my leg, a gently voice murmuring assurances to god-knows-who. My eyes fluttered open to the bright whiteness of a hospital room. I groaned, blinking rapidly in the effort to not go blind.
"Oh, good, she's awake." An unfamiliar voice said. "I'll leave you two alone now." A shuffling of footsteps was heard, then the door opened and shut. My bed creaked as some boy sat on its edge.
"You feeling okay?" He asked me concernedly, gently taking my hand and causing my face to erupt in a red color. Who did this kid think he was?
"You're that guy who saved me…aren't you?" I asked roughly.
"Yeah, that's me."
"Where am I?"
"You're in Angel Land." My jaw dropped. Did this kid kill me or something with that incantation of his?
"Am I dead?"
"No, you're not dead." He replied, which confused me even more.
"Then how…"
"Angel Land is actually a place you can go to while you're living." He said in a teasing tone. "But only if an angel allows you to."
"But…I didn't meet an angel…" I sputtered. A grin spread across his features.
"Actually, you did." Only then did I notice the white, feathery wings that sprouted from his back. My jaw dropped again, eliciting a warm laugh from the angel-boy. I shot him a glare, which stopped his laughter but failed to remove the merry twinkle in his cerulean eyes.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself." He said
"Yeah, right." I muttered. "I'll bet you just couldn't." His grin turned to a smirk.
"So, what's your name, Blondie?" He asked boldly, earning another of my famous death-stares.
"The name's Samus Aran."
"Oh, that bounty hunter chick." I stared at him blankly. How did he know me?
"How…"
"Angels see everything, you know." He answered before I could finish my question.
"And apparently you can read minds too." I commented drily under my breath.
"I heard that." I snorted indignantly.
"So, what's the name, flyboy?" He flushed a pale pink color, lowering his head so I all I got was a good look at his messy, chocolate-brown hair. He mumbled something, but it was so quiet that I couldn't hear it. I punched him in the arm. Hard.
"Ow!" He yelped, rubbing the bruise that had already begun to form. "What was that for?" Now it was my turn to smirk.
"I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself…" I mimicked his words from earlier, earning a glare from him. "Now, can you please repeat what you just said, but louder?"
"My name is Pit." He said through clenched teeth, staring at me like he was waiting for me to react or something. I stared at him incredulously.
"That's it?" I asked. "That's your name?" He nodded. I chuckled, causing him to stiffen.
"What's so funny?" He growled.
"You are!" I laughed. He stared at my confusedly. "What? Your name's not ALL that bad." A crimson blush spread across his face, which elicited more laughter from me.
"Just shut up." He mumbled. I punched him in the arm again, this time playfully. But I underestimated my strength and hit harder than I intended, sending him stumbling backwards. His hand pressed down on my ankle, sending an arsenal of pain shooting through my leg. I couldn't bite back the cry of pain. His cerulean eyes widened greatly when he realized what had happened.
"Goddess, I'm sorry." He apologized. I bit my lip in an effort to stop the flow of groans from escaping my throat.
"Just make it stop." I pleaded. He nodded, peeling back the sheets of my hospital bed and taking me completely by surprise. He gently rolled up the leg of my jeans and placed his lips on my ankle. The pain instantly disappeared, leaving in its place a pleasant tingle.
"You okay?" He asked, much like he had earlier, noting my red face. I nodded slowly.
"Y-yeah…" I managed to stammer. He studied me for a moment before slightly shaking his head.
"No. Something still hurts." He corrected softly. "And it's right…about…here." He gently touched where his heart was. I bit my lip again, unable to respond. When Pit saw I wasn't going to respond, he leaned down and placed his lips on mine.
My lips tingled as he kissed me. I gently wrapped my arms around his neck. My heart pounded wildly in my chest. As he slowly drew away, I realized that he was right. There had been pain in my heart for a long time. I clung to him desperately, forcing myself to sit up.
"Your hair is a mess." I told him, gently running my fingers through his unruly, brown mop of hair in an effort to "fix" it. He grabbed my wrists, thus hindering my movement.
"Just leave it." He murmured, letting go of my wrists to gently caress my cheek. A red tinge once again covered my face. I leaned into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. I couldn't think clearly. Could this be love? I didn't even notice the change in my body until later, when I was finally able to get home.
The pain in my heart was gone.
There you have it, folks! My first one-shot for SSB! Do you have a favorite pairing? Just PM me the couple and if you have a certain setting or title or something like that you want in it, I'll put it there. As long as it's no yaoi or yuri (guyxguy or girlxgirl). Please R&R. Hasta luego!
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