Author note:
Just to say this now its a straight up AU . Its so AU that everyone is people. AU = alternative universe. Don't like that idea? Please don't read. Also contains yaoi, mature language, violence and of course sexual martial. Please enjoy the un-beta story. Also when they are speaking Japanese it will be in italic you'll see why I mention this.

The Boy Who Doesn't Live Next Door.

CHAPTER ONE

His lashes flutter as sleep was creeping onto the poor young male. Marth had rest his head upon the desk, where papers were scatters among the wooden surface. His navy laptop screen seem to darken due to being ignored. Groaning the male glance over towards his, friend, roommate, business partner. "Link-kun, I can't….Think….The nascence of life is dull…Meaning less…" Marth was a writer, he wrote scripts for Link to draw. They were in he processes of starting a manga together. Their work had been feature in a monthly manga magazine base on the lovely neighbours across the hall. Marth secretly hoped they would never find out since he barely talked to them. Unlike Link. To Marth vast creative mind he dubbed Link as a Hero Of Time. The reason was that Link always cheerfully helped everyone. Doing every stupid thing anyone asks him. In good nature karma was on his side. A very courageous boy the blond was. The 'Time' titled was given, since it had interfered with the deadline. That they had almost missed because Link had to do someone errands. Tho Marth was jealous of Link's natural blonde hair. He, himself had to bleach and dye his hair to the light blue he adored since High School. His only luck was his eyes were a natural blue. He thanked his great great great grandfather for marring a foreigner. Good genes, but his smaller stature seem so pathetic to Links. Damn half breeds, Marth cursed. "What happens if we can't do this?"

Doodling the bored Marth, Link peered over his large sketch book and shrugged softly. To Link, Marth was a tad over dramatic to some degree. Placing the pencil and paper down he gave into a sigh, "….." The blond wasn't much of a talker as he pushed himself off the couch and ghosted over to the gloomy male. Papers seem to have a few words written on them, but nothing that connected. "Artist block, Marth, I think you just need a breath of fresh air. Come lets go on a adventure." Patting the smaller boys back the blond walked over and started to pack his bag. Marth only grunted, how he missed when he was fencing. He didn't have to think, he just did it. Flicking his wrist in remembrance the bluenette pushed himself into a standing position. Grabbing a smaller bag he packed a pen and note pad.

"Everything is an adventure with you. I swear you might have been an adventurer in your past life." Marth chuckled at that thought, Link in the middle of no where fending for survival. Worst part was he knew Link could survive. Reaching for the keys he heard rackets in the hallway. Being rudely push by Link, the blonde smiled widely,

"Someone is moving into 13! I should help them" Before Marth could pull Link back the blond was a blur and was trying to find a way to help the new tenant. Sighing he had chuckled softly and mutter to himself about Link"s dog like loyalty. His eyes caught with the older women standing in front of her door. Peach, she always had her nose where it shouldn't be. She quickly notice Marth and waved him over. The bluenette knew he had time to waste since Link was already helping. Greeting Peach he could hear her grinning madly.

"More good looking young men keep moving into this building. And to think Mario wanted to move to that city where. I swear they all look like toads." Huffling the slim women place a hand on Marth's shoulder, "I don't think I like the idea of not getting to see your pretty face." Peach was one of the most forward people Marth had ever encounter. The whole building knew if the 'Princesses' had something to say , she would say it. Marth wasn't ready for Peach's long speech, "At first, with those huge glasses and blue hair. And not to mention that small figure I thought you and Link were a newly couple. You know I'm just use to seeing Mario and Luigi - Hairy, very hairy men. And you two pretty boys show up…" Peach sighed while holding her own face as she seem dazed. "Now this handsome young man… I'm spoiled.." Marth didn't know how to really respond so he just nodded his head and pushed his glasses upwards. He was thankful to see Link motion for him to come over. Politely he had excused himself and rushed over towards Link.

"Please do not leave me alone with her again." whispering towards his friend his eye glance over to a rather large looking man. Staring this guy seem like a warrior to him. Big and muscular, not to mention much more manly looking than himself. If he could, Marth would place him as mercenary- He just seem the type. He couldn't help but stare as this male seem so childish in a way. Could have been the mannerism that he possesses. What caught his eye was the massive roots, blue seem like a popular colour during the fall season. " Hello, I'm Marth, Its a pleasure to meet you" Giving a slight bow, Marth like to play the 'Japanese' greeting with all the new neighbours. The area which he lived in was Americanized. English plaster everywhere. The city they were living in use to be a safe haven for the American soldiers to live as the fought beside Japan in 2060. Since then, it became a cheaper place to live for the Japanese, it was the only place were English was consider the first language. Japanese was second but not forgotten. A lot or tourist would rent hotel or even apartments to start a life in Japan. In a nut shell it was a rich area that filled with commoners and foreigners. Marth had move into this city like most drop outs do - To live with out stress of money and to be far away from his family. His eyes glint as he viewed the male smirk.

"こHello, I'm Ike, Its a pleasure to meet you too" Fluently he spoke with such a confident tone, Ike return the bow as glance over at Link, whom had greeted him in English. He didn't know there was other Japanese tenants living in the same building, he had pick this one to help better his English. "But, please…English." he referred to talking while getting a confirmed nodded from both males. "Come inside? " Ike accent wasn't as thick as Marth thought as he gestured to enter inside his home. Link was first to enter as he slipped off his shoes and view the 'vortex' apartment. It seem a lot bigger then theirs. Viewing a large plush couch he sat down soaking in the new surrounding. Even with boxes cluttering the place it still seem, rich. The huge screen TV also caught his interested. Marth on the other hand, stare at the boxes and saw the messy kanji and hiragana written on them. Smirking it look like a kindergartens hand writing, so childish.

" So what brings you to this city Ike-kun?" Link wasn't one to stick his nose in where it doesn't belong. It was just that Ike's English wasn't all that great and he seem well off. Ike had close the door be hide him and made his way over to Link. Sitting beside him with ease he offered a smile. "Cheap, Tokyo boring. Um, Need to learn more English." Ike chuckled as he knew how stupid he must of sounded, sighing he looked at Marth. "Why don't you come sit down Marth-kun" Ike wasn't sure how good Link's Japanese was. He felt the need to have Marth closer to help him. The larger male lean against the arm rest and wonder how the two became friends. At first glance at them, he thought they were a couple. He, like many other, mistake the bluenette for a cute meek girlfriend. A common Japanese girls style was to date foreigners- hence Link. When he got a good view of Marth he was completely wrong. He watched the smaller male walk over to have a seat in between them. It was as if Marth became the translator. He surely looked the part, glasses and a sweater vest. Link spoke up as he heard Ike' speak in Japanese.

"A few of us can speak fluently. Don't say things you might regret." he wasn't trying to sound rude, the blonde just wanted Ike to be careful. There was a rude women who had lived down the hall. She had mostly talked to Marth. Strictly in Japanese, she'd comment on everyone in front of them. As if they couldn't understand. How fast she was chase out of that building. Link remember when she commented on him. Shuddering, that women was just creepy. "The only person who can not speak Japanese in this building is Snake." Snake was an ex-solider who still believes something could happen. Always in his military outfit, or what he said it was. He had refused to learn Japanese. The reason was that he didn't want to forget English. The man had a simple brain.

"Snake…who?" Ike found that name weird as he raised his eyebrow. He took a mental note to not speak Japanese to that person. The gears were turning as he thought maybe he should befriend the English speaker. That would help him learn a lot faster. Glancing over at Marth, Ike had a better look at the male before him. To a point the was just gazing the beauty. Shifting closer to Marth, his finger touched the others hand, "You're really pretty for a boy…" he had whisper not really wanting Link to hear. He could feel Marth jerk a bit and stare at him in surprise.

"We have to go now," was all Marth said, he knew he was being rude. Those words that had been mutter to him just sent a shiver down his spine. Grabbing Link's hand he dragged the other out of the house with out an other word said. The bluenette knew Peach was annoying, but this guy was just a creep. Ike stood up quickly and just smirked as he waved bye to the two males. He watched Marth sloppily put on his shoes while leaving poor Link to just grab his own. With that the door open and closed. A soft chuckled was heard. That last part…'for a boy' ? What was that suppose to mean?' He began to fume, he didn't like being degraded like that. Squeezing Link's hand to the point of breaking it the blonde finally spoke.

"Marth, stop." with a calming tone, he felt the grip uplift. Sighing softly he sat on the step as they had reach the staircase. Having the chance to finally place his shoes on. His eyes linger on the ready to burst Marth. "What did he say to you…" before Marth could even burst out into a rage fit, he saw Wolf coming up the stairs. With loads of groceries bags. Instant ramen noodles peaking out along with what seem like a box of energy drinks. Smiling, Link waved while stepping down and offered a hand to Wolf, "An other tournament?" he asked the shorter male while helping with the cases of the energy drink .

"Confirmed, This one will be a holding a championship with a cash prize." A cheeky grin was planted on the boys features. 'Wolf' was the leader of the trio. There was Fox and Falco . Who all were Otaku gamers. It was rare to see Fox or Falco out of the apartment. Wolf was the only one who would make trips into the 'outside' world. As they would call it. The males silver locks seem so kept, Link wonder how bad he must of damage his hair to get that colour. Marth on the other hand seem like a ticking time bomb.

"Link, just meet me outside," Marth had called out while rushing down the stair case. The poor boy was pent up with frustrations due to his artist block. Along with that ogre man named Ike. Who did that ogre think he was? Grunting Marth walked right into the security guard earning him the ground. Whimpering, the day just seem like a horrible one. His eyes view the rather enormous hand offering to help. Grabbing it, he bowed slightly at the guard. "Thank you Bowser-san," Bowser was one of the scariest looking humans Marth had ever laid his eyes on. A huge man with natural red locks, he was a bear like man. Or maybe a huge evil turtle. Marth could never pin point what, but he just looked mean. To his surprise, the guard at a sweet spot, and that was Peach. The bluenette cringe when he remember Bowser trying to sweet talk Peach. Gagging slightly at that memory this cause Bowser to give him a questionable look. "To much impact from the fall…" The redhead raised his eyebrow and said nothing else as he continue with his duties.

Bumping into Bowser had its perks for Marth, he was no longer angry. He was about to finally leave the building when he was rudely push over by two very good looking guys. "He moved into this dump? At least the women aren't as cheap looking" Marth caught himself as he stare over the two males. One was rather short and very adorable looking, almost like a child. His brown hair and blue eyes made Marth quickly think he was a halfie like a certain Hero…. The taller one standing next to him who spoke so rudely. Had fiery red dye hair, slim and boyish looking he caught his attention. "Hey cutie," with a thick accent The redhead walked over and cupped Marth's chin, "You look like you need some company," fishing into his pocket with his other hand he grabbed a small card and slipped it into Marth's pants pocket. "Ask for Roy," Roy purred out the last part as he lean over and place a quick peak as his friend start to drag him towards the elevator,

"Don't do business here, their all cheap anyways," With that they disappeared as Marth face went completely white. Trembling his eyes were as wide as saucers. Reaching for what Roy had place in his pocket he stare at the card before him, "Fire Emerald Host Club" It took Marth a few minutes to take in what he had read. Placing the card back into his pocket his eyes view the outside world from the window. He should of never left the house today for a stupid adventure.

TBC,
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Poor Marth he should of never left the house at all...