Roy.
'Not another dream about him.' Marth groaned internally. He was currently wrapped up in Ike's strong arms. More and more dreams have been popping up and Marth's not sure if he can take this. He loves Ike but... Roy was his first love and it's hard to let go of someone that special. He knows he still has feelings for the red haired boy. And it is Ike's fault that he's gone, whether he ment it to be or not.
He whimpered with confusion and heartache.
"Something wrong, my sweet prince?" Ike's deep voice bounced off the walls of the dorm they shared at the manor. Ike was so good to him, yet, all he does is treat Ike coldly.
"No. I am fine." Marth said bluntly. Ike sat up, the covers sliding and tumbing off his tan, lean body. He yawned and scrated his head, his clean saphire locks shaking wildly.
"Okay, well... Do you want some breakfast?"
"Hm... No. I... I am not really hungry." Marth pulled the covers over his head, attempting to block out the sunlight that flooded the room.
"But Maaaaarth," Ike whined "breakfast is the most important meal of the day! You must eat!" He pounced on the prince, straddling him and then proceded to tickle him. Marth wiggled and squirmed around trying to get him to stop.
When Ike tickled him on his stomach he would grab his hand but Ike would smack it away and continue his torturing. Then Marth would use both his hands to stop just one of Ike's hands. While both his hands were occupied, Ike would use that one hand to hold both of Marth's and hangBRthem over his head. His sides were hurting from laughing so much, tears rolled down his cheeks and he was nearly breathless.
"Are you going to eat breakfast now?" Ike asked, tickling harder than before.
Marth laughed loudly, squirming and wriggling to get away. "Yes, yes!" Marth laughed histariclly.
"What? I couldn't hear you." Ike teased.
"Yes, yes yes yes yes!
"What? You should project your voice Marth. I can't hear you."
"Yes yes yes yesyesyesyesyesyesyes!! S-stop stop! I can't... can't breathe! Mercy! mercy!" Marth yelled. It felt like his lungs had shriveled up and been burned to dust. Ike slowly came to a stop, chuckling at his prince and let go of his hands. He rolled of the prince and smirked. Marth was panting like he did after they had sex.
"Now, let's go before all the good stuff is gone." Ike felt accomplished. He finally got Marth to eat breakfast for the first time in 2 months. He's gotten quite skinny over the last two months, resulting in Ike getting worried, so worried that he actually forced food down his throat. Of course Marth enjoyed it.
Ike would put things like grapes in his own mouth and then kiss Marth, passing the grape along. Somethings were better than others but they were all enjoyable. Ike had tricks up his sleeves.
"Okay okay, I'm coming." Marth said reluctantly. He threw on his usual attire and was headed out the door. But Ike had stopped him.
"Wait! I didn't get my morning nutrition!" Ike said, pushing Marth back on the bed and kneeling between his knees. He unzipped Marth's pants.
"Ooh, Marth," he chuckled "Someone must've wanted this really bad because someones not wearing any boxers. You naughty boy!" Marth blushed. It was true that he really really wanted it, that's why he didn't put on any boxers. This was a normal thing for the cupple.
He was so hard that he felt like he was giving birth.
He then pulled down Marth's pants and then proceded to take him in his mouth. "Ooh, Ike!" Marth moaned. He threaded his fingers in Ike's saphire locks tugging on them. Everytime Marth moaned his name he would reward him by swallowing him whole, and licking his balls.
"Ike! Ike! Oh, fuck!" He whimpered. He uncontrolably thrusted up into Ike's mouth, almost gagging him. The boy hummed around his manhood, swirling his tongue around the slit of his cock.
Marth grabbed his head, forcing it down more and nearly killing Ike, making him bob his head up and down as fast as he could. When he let go, Ike's head came up as fast as it could go, gasping for air. Marth simply grabbed his head and shoved it back down, stuffing his cock in Ike's warm mouth.
"Hurry Ike! I'm... I'm coming!" Marth cried out, spilling his seed in his mouth. He swallowed every bit of Marth's seed, making sure not to spill a drop.
Ikes daily deed was done. Ike smirked successfully while Marth blushed bashfully.
-(In the dinning room.)-
"Aren't you gonna eat that?" Link asked. He couldn't believe Marth was skipping his bacon and tea. Marth loved bacon and tea! But it was a gross combination, if he did say so himself.
"No... I'm not really hungry." he recieved a glare from his part time lover.
He wanted to eat but he wanted to punish himself for fantasizing about another man while with Ike.
"Please excuse me." Marth politly excused himself from the table. Ike sighed and finished his ham. Marth was always acting like this now. And he won't even tell Ike the problem. He has grown tired of this but he wants to remain faithful to Marth. Maybe he should just give him some space. Maybe that's what Marth wants.
So after breakfast everyone got ready for their tournomants. Today Ike didn't have a match so he could just sit and watch. He didn't think Marth had one either, so Marth would probably sit next to him.
"Hey Ike." Marth said.
'Right on time.'
Ike smiled, his way of acknowlegdeing people, and nodded as the well groomed man sat next to him. 3 minutes after the narrator announced Pit as the winner, Marth daydreamed about Roy. His facial expressions were quite entertaining to Ike, who had been trying to figure them out.
"Uh... Marth, what are you thinking about?" Ike asked as a rosy red tint appeared on Marth's cheeks.
Apon hearing Ikes voice he snapped out of his daydreams and studdered, embarrassed for being caught. "N-nothing. I... I-I was just daydre-thinking about something."Ike growled and stood up from his seat, knowing that he'd get no further explaination. He turned his back on Marth, leaving behind a confused looking Marth. He grumbled angrily to himself. Marth was always being so secretive around him. Frankly, it was annoying.
As Ike walked away from Marth, he set out to find Link and talk to him about it. But instead he ran into Pit.
He smiled warmly at the winged boy. "Congradulations on your match Pit! I heard Gannadorf and Bowser are very tough apponents." Ike patted Pit on the back, making sure not to hit his wings, as Pit blushed and smiled warmly.
Then went to take his seat.
-(Links room)-
"I just don't know what to do. I mean, he never tells me what's on his mind or he doesn't even touch me anymore. And he doesn't even say he loves me anymore. Infact he seems to avoid talking to me." Ike said sadly.
Link patted him on the back, consoling him. "Well, I really don't know what to tell you. But if I were you, I'd keep asking him what was wrong untill he gave in. I mean, there's only so much he could take right?"
"Right." Ike nodded. "But do you think there's another man in this relationship?"
"Marth is not one to cheat. He's honest and caring. I seriously doubt he'd cheat on you, Ike." Link said sternly. He grabbed Ike's hand as he sood to leave. "Now don't go off and say something that could ruin you two forever. Love is very hard to find and you two are a very cute cuple." Link said with a smile. Ike relaxed apon seeing the smile and grinned back.
"Oh and one more thing. Watch him as he sleeps. Listen to what he says, and moniter is expressions and body language."
Marth nodded. He then let go of Ikes hand so he could leave.
Link just hoped Ike doesn't run off and say something stupid. Which, knowing Ike, will probably happen anyway.
-(Marth/Ikes room)-
Marth was already in bed, wide awake by the time Ike got back. He can't sleep without Ike by his side.
"Hey, where have you been?" Marth asked worridly.
"...I was out." Ike said simply. He removed his head band and placed it on the dresser. Then he stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed. "I was worried sick! It's 3:00 in the morning and you're just coming back!"
Marth sniffled. He thought Ike could have been killed or something. He'd kill himself if Ike were to die.
"I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about. So just go to sleep." Ike simply said. He scooted away from Marth and turned his back towards him. Marth frowned, simply waiting 'til Ike would drown him with his warmth but that didn't seem like it was going to be happening soon. But simply knowing that Ike was there, put him at ease, made him feel safer.
He drifted off to a dream world full of Roy.
[Marths dream/memory]
"'Marth, you're so beautiful. You know that right?" Roy lovingly stroked Marth's clean blue hair as Marth layed his head down in his lap.
Marth chuckled as his heart was filled with a warm milky feeling. "Yes, I know... You've told me that about 64 times."
Roy chuckled as well. "Dont you think this place it beautiful? The sunset is a wonderful thing to watch on the Bridge of Elden." he twisted a blue lock between his fingers and placed a kiss on the princes forhead. The prince, in return, blushed a deep shade of red. Marth sat up and and gently pushed his lover to the ground and straddled him.
"Kiss me." Marth said.
"As you wish, my sweet prince." He leaned up and captured Marth's lips between his own. Marth pushed down harder earning a groan of approval from his lover. He ground his hips into Roy's and moaned into the kiss. Soon tongues smashed together and hips grinded more desparately. But they had to break apart for air.
"I love you, Marth." Roy said gently.
[end dream]
Marth woke up, feeling empty inside. Something had to be wrong. He rolled over to his honey, so he could see his handsome face. But he didn't feel he warmth that Ike provided. Marth sat up alarmed. He searched around the room for Ike but he was no where to be found. He hated waking up alone.
Ike had been doing that alot lately. He's been doing alot of things like this lately. Such as never hugging him, not telling Marth that he loved him, not touching or kissing him.
'Does he still love me? Is he cheating on me? No. He would never leave me.' Marth's thoughts eventually led him to the thought of Ike leaving him for good.
Ike would never leave him... Right? He needed to go find Ike. He got dressed as quickly as he could and went into the bathroom.
He looked into the mirror, finding a note that read:
'I've gone out. Might be back. Ike.' Marth read the note over and over again, finally taking in the words. "Might be back?" Marth yelled. He hurriedly brushed his hair and teeth and left out the room.
'He might be back. What does he mean by that? Is he leaving me? Oh, no. I can't have this happen to me again. I won't let him leave me. He's mine! I love him.'
He first went to the breakfast room, hoping that Ike would be eatting breakfast. When he got there he asked Link where Ike was. The blue eyed man shook his head and continued eating his breakfast. Marth became even more worried. Link always knew the wereabouts of Ike.
He jogged out of the room, calling out Ike's name. He'd asked everyone if they'd seen Ike but he got the same answer everytime.
'Where the hell could he have gone?' Marth thought. 'There's not many places he could hide...I'm going to find him. I will find him.'
"Ike... Ike... Ike? Ike! Where the hell-Oh..." He thought he'd seen a mess of blue hair but it wasn't him. He'd ran around for most of the day, feeling heart broken and empty.
He slowly came to a quick jog, then a slow walk and finally a complete stop, crumpling to the floor and sobbed softly.
Where was Ike?
-(Ike in zelda's room)
"Do you know of a man named Roy?" Ike asked and Peach glanced at each other, having no other choice but to tell the man. "Prince Roy was a brawler that Marth loved. They were lovers and then he was replaced by you." Peach said gently.
Ike was shocked.
Marth talked in his sleep sometimes, when he's having a pleasurable dream, and when Ike gently shook Marth to tell him his cell phone vibrated, the unidentified name rolled gently off Marth's tongue, followed by a small
moan. "So... I'm the one who caused him to leave?" Ike shook his head.
That would mean that he was the cause of everything. His heart ached, he felt betrayed. How could Marth love and fantasize about another man? Wasn't he good enough?
Ike, feeling betrayed, then decided to see who would be calling Marth so late in the first place. He looked up slightly, to the small table on the opposite side of their bed. He carefully reached over, took the phone, and nervously flipped it open, only to be discusted at he name that showed on the sender slot: Roy.
"Well I guess you could put it that way..." Zelda said. Ike growled and stomped out of the room. He didn't feel like talking to anyone anymore. He stomped down the hall way, slamming his fist into walls, making deep dents and holes.
Sadness was something Ike hadn't felt in a long time; not like this. The last time he felt this way was when he was a kid. His mother had died and his dad had abused him and then left him because the responsibility was too much for him to handle. All he had was his friends, mostly Marth, who's mother temporarily took him in until they found him a new home.
Unfortunately, the new home was a long while away, and they hadn't seen each other since; until Brawl had came along, where they were reunited eventually.
The memory calmed Ike a bit. He had never known how close he needed to be to Marth until they seen each other again, and the thought of their first glance of each other gave him a warm feeling.
But that warm feeling was ripped from his body as he seen Marth run into the same hall. A expression of relief stretched across his face as he spotted Ike.
"Ike? Ike! Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you!" Marth huffed as he came up to Ike, and rested his hands roughly on his thighs as he hunched over, catching his breath. He looked up at Ike, expecting him to answer his question.
Ike looked down. He's never rejected his friends before. He does everything for them, especially for Marth. But not anymore. He turned around slowly and stopped, only to whisper, "Im sorry." Then resumed walking away from his confused and sad lover. Marth was shocked. 'Could he have found out..?' He felt bad for keeping this from him in the first place, so, now that Ike might have found out that he had been keeping this from him, Ike'll probably never speak to him again.
Marth frowned and turned away as well, and couldn't help but wonder what Ike would do next.
A few days of silence between Ike and Marth. Marth would try to talk to Ike, but Ike would only ignore him or just walk away. He couldn't even get out one syllable before Ike would walk away. It made his heart shatter a every time. Eventually they both made it back to their room.
"I-Ike... Gomenisai.. I'm really sorry..." Marth said, pouring all of his heart into his words and nearly bursting into tears. Ike's heart pounded with guilt and the anger dissapeared altogether. He wanted to turn to Marth and comfort him with all he had to give, but something told him it wouldn't help.
"Marth, Im sorry for blindly and selfishly making you suffer for so long." Ike began. Marth did nothing but listen and fiddle with his fingers that sat in his lap.
Ike continued, his hands trembling from the millions of answers he could recieve from the question. "S-so... How much do you miss him?"
Marth began to feel a little uncomfortable, but refused to lie or decieve Ike any longer. He took a deep breath, then spoke. "A lot."
Ike was angered by the pitiful answer. "No... The situation wouldn't be like this if it was that minor." He turned and faced Marth with every emotion visible in his glossy eyes. Fear; sadness; care; love; hate; confusion; anger; gave in and spoke his heart, his soul, and then some. "More than you'll ever know. Ive never felt such extreme sadness in my entire life. It's like the base of my mountain of happiness has been bombed and stripped of everything I've ever loved or held close."
"If you felt this strongly, then why the hell did you even agree to be my boyfriend? Why the fuck did you lead me on, Marth?"
Marth's heart clenched. He was so confused. He just didn't know what he wanted.
"I didn't lead you on.." Marth said quietly. But Ike hadn't heard it.
Ike visably tensed, his hands balled up into fists. "So... our 'love' was just a sham. Everytime you said you loved me... was a lie. Everytime we had sex... You were faking. All this was... all just a lie." Ike shook with anger as everything came into view.
Marth then realized that Ike thought wrong. "It wasn't all a lie! Oh god, the sex was so... It was so amazing! I have never felt like that in my whole life. And ...I did love you. I still do. I just... I still love Roy. He was my first love. The first is always the strongest..."
"Hmph," he sighed, "Maybe you did love me. But I guess you don't anymore."
Ike shook his head, he was sick of listening to lies. Marth felt like he got slapped in his face, he tried to explain himself and tell him that he still does love him.
"Just shut up."
"But Ike I-"
"Shut up! I'm sick of all these lies! Damn! Dammit!" Ike cursed, he banged his fist on the wall, making a deep hole. He wanted to die. He gave his heart, his body, his soul to this man, and this is how it ends. How could the love of his life love someone else?
'Thats it. I know what to do...'
"I'm sorry, Marth. But, I just can't take this anymore. I'm leaving." Marth eyes widened as tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Wha-what do you mean your leaving? Ike, your leaving me? You-you can't! Pl-please Ike, no..."
Ike said nothing, and simply left the room.
Marth's brain went into overdrive as his man left the room.
"Ike! Please wait!" Marth said, running after him. Ike didnt look back, instead he kept on walking. Untill Marth pinned him against the wall.
Ike needed to think. He needed to get Marth to stop liking him. As much as it would pain him, he'd have to break his heart even more, into tiny crumbs.
Untill they couldn't ever be pieced together.
"Dammit Marth! What do you want? What more could you possibly take from me?" He shouted. "I've given you everything, and yet, you give me nothing in return. Ive nothing left to give you."
Marth looked him in the eye, looking deep into his soul. "You can't leave me. You just can't Ike. I need you."
Ike chuckled, even though there was nothing funny, "Cant you see? I was only using you for your body Marth. I could never love someone like you. Infact, I hate you." He looked at Marth with atitude, but he avoided his eyes. Marth could always tell when someone was lieing, just by looking In their eyes.
Marth nearly broke back out into tears again. But he needed to stand his ground. "You... You don't mean that. I know you don't mean that. You love me! You have to! Ike please! I love you, you can't just leave me."
"Why can't I leave Marth? You love someone else! Everything you've told me, everything we ever did, was a lie. you don't love me! You never did! And now I realize that I don't love you anymore. It was all just sexual desire. There's no point in me wasting my time on someone like you."
"I do love you!" he whimpered "Ike baby, please don't go." Ike melted on the inside, he loved it when Marth called him baby. But his mission must be completed, for Marth. Ike was only trying to give him happiness.
"Hah! This is impossible! I just cant take this anymore! You still don't get it do you? Your such an idiot. I never loved you. I was only using you, Marth. Can't you see that?" Ike needed to lie. He knew that what he was saying just wasn't adding up to everything he did in the past, but it made sence for these last few weeks when he was ignoring Marth.
"...Ike, pl-please..." Ike's words were killing him.
This pained Ike so much. Hell, just thinking about saying the words hurt Ike. But he needed to do this. He must give Marth happiness, even through pain.
He felt the anger radiating off of Ike. Ike can't be serious!
"Shut up. Im through with all your lies. I'm through with this 'love' we had for each other. And I'm through with you."
"...Please?" Marth tried again. "What happened to your promises?" Ike looked liked he was caught in a fire : that's where Marth would pursue him and convince him to stay.
"When you promised me that you'll never make me cry."
The flashbacks flooded Marth and Ike's heads.
[ flash back ]
Ike tilted Marth's chin up, forcing the younger one to look at him. Marth blushed, not used to having to look someone as sexy as Ike dead in the eyes.
"Marth. I will never, ever, make you cry. When ever you need me, I'll be there. When your sad, I'll be there to comfort you, to kiss away all the tears. When your happy, I'll be there to cheer with you. When your mad, I'll be the one who'll make you happy again. I'll always be with you. I'll never, ever, leave you. Even when you get sick and tired of me, I'll still be around. You'll never have a reason to cry when I'm around. Okay?" he paused placing a kiss on the prince's lips. "I'm yours forever... I promise." Ike leaned in again to kiss Marth.
The promise was sealed with a kiss.
-(end of flashback)-
"Or when you said that you'll always love me. And that you could never hate me."
[Flash back 2]
It was 5 months since Marth and Ike had been dating. Marth was upset because Ike hadn't told him he loved him. Marth had begain crying.
"Please don't cry. I love you Marth. I really do, it's just that it's hard for me to share my feelings. But I want you to know, that I'll always love you. No matter what, you'll always be in my heart. I could never hate you."
"Never?" Marth asked. He looked up, hope burried in his eyes.
"Never." Ike comfirmed. "Ill always love you. Even when you start to hate me. Ill continue to love you, I promise. So please don't cry anymore, okay?"
-(End flash back 2)-
"Dont you remember that? Don't you love me?"
"No. I don't love you." Ike lied, only answering 1 of the questions.
"Anatano sewa o shimasu! I care for you!" Marth cried.
"Marth just stop! You make me sick! You disgust me." he spat. He knew that when Marth spoke in Japanese, he felt extreme emotion or was serious. "Damn you for toying with my emotions!"
He watched Marth burst into tears and crumple to the floor as if he was
stabbed in the chest with Ike's sword. He gave a shuddering breath as the man he loved walked away from him, taking his heart with him.
"What happened to the promises you made me? Hontou ni ni shimasu
ka! Please don't lie!" Marth managed. "Dont you care? Mada ai shite imasu ka?" He could barely speak English anymore. His sadness wouldn't let him think enough to translate.
Ike then stopped for one small moment, then spoke slowly. "Kesshite anata o wasuremusu." (I will never forget you.)
Ike sadly ventured down the hall and forced his way into the next tournament. As the announcer counted down, he gathered all his anger and strength, and fought for his lover... His former lover. He climbed the ranks all the way up to Master Hand.
If you defeat him, he'll grant you any wish you want.
All Ike wanted to do was die, but when he got here, he decided something else. He looked up at the paralyzed hand as the entire world around him paused.
"STATE YOUR WISH." An unidentified vioce whispered in Ikes ear. Ike looked down and made his wish, the the world continued to shake as the master hand fell shamefully down to his defeat.
Marth wasnt haveing much of food day. Link, Pit, Snake, all the guys around him reminded him of the cold reality he lived with. And it was all his fault. Marth was gradually falling into a depression, but didnt realize it at all. He just thought to himself that he'll surive somehow and that Ike will eventually come back to him.
He knew very well though that Ike would probably never return and was a man of his word and always did exactly what he said he would do. The thought didn't help for Marth at all. it was almost 11 and Marth was preparing to go to bed, when he heard a knock at he door. He walked slowly toward the door, but it opened on it's own, followed by a familiar, cheerful, young voice. "Marth!"
Marth was stunned. It was Roy.