Title: Haunted
Fandoms: Super Smash Brothers
Characters/Pairings: IkexMarth
Rating: PG13
Warnings/Spoilers: ooc and minor yaoi. w
Summary: Just any other saladness night, oh how Marth would regret going with Ike.
"Alright, who stole my chicken salad? The prince demanded, trifling through the fridge and throwing out cartons of milk and other sweets. The blonde haired swordsman protested, but shut his mouth, knowing Marth was going to be pissed anyway. "Roy, Ike, one of you did it, didn't you?"
"Vegetarian." Roy retorted, messing with Link's hair. The Blonde swordsman gave a loud squeal of disapproval.
"I can't eat chicken, remember?" Ike rolled his eyes, closing his book and standing up from the couch, "Let's go get you another one if you want it so bad."
"I can't go outside in the dark!"
"Stop complaining, princess, it'll only get darker."
"Bu-but!"
Ike sighed and slung the lean prince over his shoulder. Marth kicked and struggled violently in the mercenary's grasp, knowing how strong he was, but trying anyway. Ike walked outside, ignoring Marth's fists pounding on his back.
So after a few minutes…or so it seemed, Ike asked Marth a question.
"Um…Marth?"
"Yeah?"
"I think we're lost?"
Ike set Marth on the sidewalk, "Well, this is all your fault, isn't it? I told you to not go out, but nooooooo, the strong mercenary just HAD to go out, didn't he?" He folded his arms across his chest, and then brushed a stray bang from his face. "Alright, let's see if we can find a convince store or something, they'll probably have a phone we can use.".
"Right…" Ike murmured, glancing around the area, "There's a park over there…probably haunted."
Marth shivered slightly, but said nothing. He didn't budget from his spot.
"Is the Princess scared?
"Not if you are."
"Of course."
"Let's just get this over with!" Marth shouted back, clinging to Ike's arm.
The park had no lights, well they weren't on. And who ever was in charge didn't bother putting on the street lights, either. Marth made a mental note to complain about that later.
Ike's boots crunched over a twig, causing a loud snap and Marth to cry out in fear. He clung tighter to Ike's arm, biting his lip.
"Sheesh, Princess, it's just me." Ike replied through the darkness, tugging his arm so Marth knew that it was just Ike.
Ike smirked in the darkness and quickly left the Prince's side. Marth shook in fear, he was scared of the dark, and no one need to know that, "I-ike?" His voice was shaky, "Where are you?" He glanced around in the darkness, glad to see a little bit of faint light in the horizon.
Ike said nothing, but bent over to nibble on Marth's earlobe. He played with the prince's blue locks, and felt the prince tense up all over.
"I-Ike! Stop it!" Marth gasped.
Ike locked a hand with Marth, "It's not me!" He suddenly said, leaning over and kissing the Prince's exposed neck.
Marth stifled a moan as Ike kissed across the sensitive spots on his neck, "I-Ike, I know it's you…" He mumbled, trying to pull away.
Marth shivered as a hand slid up his tunic. He let out a scream and squirmed out of whoever's grasp. "Ike! How dare you!" He huffed.
Ike emerged at his side, "Hey it's not my fault the ghosts all have the hots for you." He shrugged.
Marth pouted and stalked off toward a faint light, "It's not my fault if you get haunted by a ghost!"
End