Falling in Lust…Literally

You see, this is why we should not...I repeat…NOT let Blackie play Super Smash Bros. Brawl and then read manga…especially yaoi manga…people DIE from these certain consequences!!

Er…anyway, it's been a century and a half since I've posted anything…let alone updated things. I should be using my intelligence and my writing skills to continue my Beyblade fictions….eh, if anyone is still waiting for an update…it's in my brain…

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Somewhere.

I don't own Super Smash Bros. Brawl…or a Wii…But I own a diploma now! :D

Oh! And by the way, whether you agree or not, I consider this a crack fic to ease my soul and urge to write a yaoi fanfiction on Super Smash Brothers Brawl. So…if it discontinues it's because my urge…died.

And another note, I'm calling the Fallen Angel version of Pit, Yami (redundant I know, but it gets the point across.) Since just calling him Dark Pit doesn't attract me as 'name'. It's like…a label.

Summary: Ike was just minding his own business, sparring with Pit. Suddenly a black feathered arrow strikes him. It doesn't belong to Pit, but whoever it belongs to, it's making Ike a bit…odd.

"You have all the necessary tools to complete your mission. Don't come back until you have the real Palutena's Sacred Bow."

Raven colored wings stretched out, even under such low lights of the pits of Hell, they still held onto a lustrous glow. The owner of these wings gave a blunt look up at his master, holding the bow in his left hand, then asked in a husky tone, "And if I fail, 'Master'?"

"You know well what would happen if you were to not succeed." The master barked.

"Heh..Figures." With one flap of his wings the male was off the ground, using his body to turn around in midair.

"Don't get cocky with me, Yami. Or I will find someone else that is more eager to serve their master that will do the job."

"I'll do it…Mark my words I will. You're not the only one with bones to pick." Yami replied, then glanced over his shoulder, giving a devilish smirk.

"This is personal."

"Pit, look out!!"

Pit hid behind his shield just in time before the bob-bomb that was thrown his direction was deflected. The brunette peaked over the shield, looking up at Ike who was standing at a higher level than Pit.

"Thanks."

"Meh. You just put yourself in the line of fire too much, Cupid." Ike smirked, seeing Pit's wings fluff out in mild irritation.

"How many times have I told you not to call me that!?" Pit pouted, then he couldn't help but blush at the look Ike gave him. Ever since Ike found out that Pit was the captain of Palutena's army, he found it extremely amusing to call Pit 'Cupid'. It annoyed Pit to no end, but he didn't bother doing more than scolding the older male anyway because seeking revenge just wasn't his style.

"Since the day I gave you the nickname?" Ike replied, raising an eyebrow before heaving his heavy sword on his shoulder and glancing over on the other side of the stage, seeing Peach and Kirby snickering, "And by the way, looks like those two got a plan up their sleeve."

"Like throwing the bomb wasn't part of their plan." Pit agreed, seeing Kirby waving his arms and taunting. Peach was just twirling her parasol in her hands, giggling softly. Pink never looked so dangerous and cute at the same time.

"Well, a head on attack would be a bit foolish." Ike stated, then turned his head, seeing an idle bob-bomb next to him, just waiting to be lit. He glanced at Pit, "Care to be a distraction?"

"Huh? You said a head on attack would be foolish!" Pit argued, but Ike shook his head, picking up the bob-bomb.

"Trust me Cupid, nothing bad will happen to you, I promise."

"Stop calling me that!!" Pit blushed a deeper shade of red more out of frustration, his wings stretched out before flying towards the direction of where Peach and Kirby waited. Seeing the angel, Kirby bounced back, summoning his sword attack towards Pit's direction. Pit dodged, his wings furled around him as he glided in the princess's direction. Peach revealed the lip stick from behind her back, slashing it at Pit's face. Pit managed to move in time to where it only swiped at the tips of his feathers, using one of his blades to defend himself from the laser like weapon.

Ike watched Pit defend and attack with angelic grace. He chuckled mildly, finding it amusing that when Pit was pissed off, he fought more efficiently. He glanced at the bob-bomb in his hand before flinging it at Kirby's feet, the bomb detonated, sending the pink puff ball flying and running head on into Peach, which hurled them both into the nearest wall.

Pit blinked a couple times before realizing what just happened. He looked over his shoulder, seeing Ike making a hand motion like he was dusting his hands off. The brunette couldn't help but laugh a little, then going to Peach and Kirby, offering his hand in help.

"That was a great match, guys."

Kirby rubbed his head from the collision before hopping off Peach's lap. Peach gladly took the hand and let Pit pull her to her feet.

"Yeah, that killed some time; it should be dinner time soon." Ike said, taking his time to get to the others. At the sound of the words 'Dinner time', it didn't take more than ten seconds for Kirby to jump on a warp star and fly back to the Smash Mansion. Peach stared before sighing lightly.

"Kirby's such a sweetheart and all…but when it comes to food…"

"That and he also makes the food." Pit added, then shrugged.

"Well, I'm going to head back to the mansion." Peach informed, opening her parasol, then looked over her shoulder at the other two, "Are you coming?"

"Nah, we're going to watch the sunset like usual." Pit beamed then looked up at Ike, "Right?"

"Whatever you say…" Ike paused, starting walking towards the hill that was up ahead, then added, "…Cupid."

"Don't call me that!!" Pit hollered, running after Ike. Ike kept on walking, chuckling to himself. Peach smiled at their actions before making her way to the mansion.

Pit stopped running when he saw the hill, looking to Ike who stopped to look as well. They glanced at each other before walking side by side up the prominence.

"I told you that nothing bad will happen to you." Ike stated to spur conversation.

"Well I believed you, if I didn't, I wouldn't have thrown myself like that." Pit replied, then grinned, "Then again, you do tend to make mistakes."

"So I'm human." Ike admitted, "But I don't break my promises do I?"

"Not yet, but let's not break it now, shall we?" Pit laughed, "You're my best friend because you're always true to your word."

"Best friend…" Ike stated more to himself than Pit. The brunette frowned, tilting his head to the older male's direction.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"N-No, just thinking…" Ike waved a hand as if trying to convince Pit that it wasn't important. Ike stopped when Pit moved in front of him.

"Ike…why do humans hide their feelings?"

"Huh?" Ike stared at the angel, a bit quizzical about the question.

"It's always easier to tell the truth…that way your soul is at ease…but why do humans always deny things, keep things to themselves and only hurt themselves and people around them?" Pit leaned forward, he only made it up to Ike's chest in height, so he had his head tilted up, and hands brought up into fists, his cerulean blue eyes boring up at Ike, "At least that's how I was taught."

Ike was silent for a bit before maneuvering around Pit and continued walking; seeing this as a sign of Ike thinking it over, Pit followed beside him again, watching the other intently and waiting patiently for the answer.

Once they were at the top, they could see the sunset sink unto the horizon, painting the sky with orange, pink and purple and soon to change into the night in a blanket of midnight blue. The two stood in silence for a bit longer then Ike looked to Pit's direction.

"For some people, I guess it's easier for them to not face the truth. Maybe they were taught to conceal their feelings for the sake of their heart."

"I…don't understand." Pit stated slowly.

"I guess it would be for you, since you did say that you were taught to always tell the truth after all." Ike declared, "For some it could be feelings for another whether in hatred or love, but they don't want to ruin what they have with that person."

"Are you implying that you hate me?" Pit asked, his bottom lip pouting. Ike's eyes widened and he shook his head.

"No! Of course I don't hate you, Pit. I'm just explaining the answer to your question."

"So you love me then?"

"If you mean in a best friend way yeah…" Ike replied awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. Pit frowned deeper and placed his hands on either side of Ike's face, tugging him down lightly so they were eye to eye.

"Is it that hard to trust me?"

Ike's face heated up a bit and glanced to the side, "I trust you with my life, but…"

"But what?" Pit pressed on.

Ike had to think again for a moment and then smiled sadly, "I'm human, remember?"

Pit took a moment to let it sink in, then let go of Ike's face, "So it's normal human behavior?"

"Yeah…" Ike looked back at Pit, seeing the disheartened look on his face staring at the ground, then quickly added, "But eventually in time whoever or whatever they hide, they'll surely admit it one way or another…you just have to give it time."

"Really?" Pit looked back up.

Ike nodded, "Yeah…think of it as a mystery game." He somehow found it easier to explain things to Pit in games and other naïveté things, "It takes time for someone to adjust their feelings or the truth inside of them…because maybe they don't know the truth themselves…so they want to find the truth within themselves before admitting it to others before them…you understand now?"

Pit crossed his arms, thinking for a moment before bobbing his head up and down, "Yep! I think that makes sense now! Thanks to you, I understand humans more and more!"

"I…guess that's a compliment." Ike laughed half heartedly.

"But…Ike?"

"Hm?"

"I know you're hiding something from me…but…" Pit folded his hands together, giving a pleading look, "When you find the truth within yourself…please tell me. I promise to wait forever! Even longer than that!"

Ike blinked, then smiled softly, he rose a hand and ruffled Pit's hair, "Of course, I'll tell you as soon as I know…as long as you wait for me okay?"

"Yep! Palutuna's honor!" Pit saluted with pride. Ike smiled a little bit more and nodded.

"Okay…with that settled, wanna head back to the mansion?"

"Just a little longer…I like being with you like this." Pit stated with a smile.

"Heh…I'm glad you feel the same way too." Ike grinned.

They stood in silence again once more, enjoying each other's company. Ike then looked at Pit, holding his sword, "Say, why don't we spar a bit? Tomorrow we're going up against Link and Zelda, so we should prepare ourselves."

Pit thought for a moment and readied his bow, "Sure! But don't get mad if I win!"

"Same goes to you!" Ike laughed as he charged towards the angel.

"Heh. Booooring."

Yami was watching Pit and Ike fight amongst themselves on a hill; seeing that they managed to still dodge each other's attacks as if they knew their partner very well.. He was close by in another hill, perched on a tree, his wings folded against his shoulder blades.

"Yeesh, where's the blood? The violence? The blood?" He sighed, shaking his head, aiming his bow towards Pit's direction, keeping a steady hand, "I'm supposed to get this kid's bow? This will be easy-"

Suddenly the weak branch Yami was sitting on broke under his weight, he managed to catch himself in time, but let the black feathered arrow loose hurling towards the two. His eyes widened in mild shock, wondering if it was going to hit it's target.

Ike maneuvered and hurled his sword downward, but Pit blocked it, but was slightly subsiding to the massive weight of Ike and his sword combined.

"Ready to give up?" Ike asked, smirking, but he was panting lightly. Pit was panting too, a ribbon of sweat rolling down his face.

"Hah! You wish!" Pit moved back, his glowing bracelets summoning the angel ring towards Ike. Ike moved away, the heat from the rings not helping his perspiring face.

Ike seeing Pit pull back the angel ring sent his flaming sword at Pit's direction from the side. Pit, who was readying an arrow, saw this and ducked.

The swordsman was shocked when he felt something strike him at his chest, he saw that Pit didn't let go of the arrow. He stopped, his hand moving to where the pain was, feeling a thin smooth arrow protruding from his breast.

Pit shook his head a bit, since he fell over when he ducked, he looked to Ike's direction, wondering why the sudden pause and his eyes widened at the sight of blood, "Ike!!"

Ike went to his knees, feeling it hard to breathe. Instantly Pit was at his side. Ike looked up at the other, smiling but he still looked extremely pained, "Looks like Cupid got me…."

"What? But it wasn't…." Pit looked at the arrow, "This isn't my arrow….My arrow doesn't make someone bleed!"

"Pit..…" Ike coughed a little, Pit panicked when red started to trickle from the older male's mouth.

"Ike! Hang on! Let me get help!" Pit urged, holding onto the swordsman tightly, "Please hang on!!"

"Ah…Alright…I'll try…" Ike coughed again, everything was spinning, Pit was suddenly getting blurry in his eyes…was he crying?

"Ike!!..." Pit clutched onto the other a little more before looking up unto the heavens, tears of panic and fear for his friend rolling down his face, "Goddess Palutena!! I beseech you!!"

Yami was watching this from a distance, quite angry with himself, "Damn it! I was supposed to hit Pit! Not some stupid human!!"

The black angel fumed for a bit before thinking about this, debating whether or not he should tell the master or not. Then watched as the Centurions appeared, aiding Pit in carrying Ike quickly back to the Smash Mansion.

A sudden smirk appeared on Yami's face, watching the group fade away in the distance and the night.

"Well, I guess this calls for a change of plans…this might be interesting after all." With one mighty flap of his wings he floated towards the Smash Mansion like a crow in the night.

Uh…yeah

So I've made Yami a bit morbid, I've attempted to manslaughter a bishi, I made Pit cry and I'm planning on doing even more evil deeds to the characters.

I'm going to hell in a decorated gay hand basket.

So, please review, that'll bring my spirits up to make a new chapter faster.