Eh, I don't know what made me start writing this. Maybe because I started playing SSB after something like five months today? Anyway, I thought I'd add another story to the limited collection of SSB yaoi. I vow to create a very fluffy (mind you, there SHALL be the yellow, sour fruit we've all come to know and love) piece of work. Enjoy!

Marth sat by his window, his eyes glued to his evening entertainment. On the other side of the clear, blue-tinted glass was the Hylian he adored so much. Link was in the courtyard, scrimmaging his younger self. They'd been at it for hours, and Marth found it fascinating how they could fight and not bore their audience. Even though they each knew the other's moves well, they knew which moves would throw the other off even better.

Marth chuckled when Link was taken aback by Young Link's attack of throwing his boomerang, only appearing to have missed at first. Link realized too late that Young Link had purposely aimed to his left, thus having his weapon repel off the wall behind him, emitting a loud clank – followed by a few unappreciative words from Falco – and hitting Link's left hand from behind. Link nearly dropped his sword, and by the time he had regained his balance, Young Link had lunged forward and rolled into Link with such force that it surprised even Marth, who was hardly ever amazed at new fighting styles. Link stumbled back, and Young Link took the advantage, hurling his retrieved boomerang again, this time hitting Link in the side of the head.

Link finally held up his hands in a sign of surrender, laughing, and Young Link snatched his boomerang out of the air, standing proudly and beaming. Link walked forward and ruffled Young Link's hair, handing his younger self his cap – of which had fallen off not long after the battle had started. Young Link merely grinned at him.

"Same time tomorrow, then? Maybe by then you'll figure out a way to actually beat me."

Link laughed again and gave the child a playful, but gentle, shove.

"Nah, I was hoping to find another swordsman to battle tomorrow. You know, try something different." Link raised an eyebrow and smiled. "The day after tomorrow would be okay; maybe by then you'll lose that cocky little attitude of yours."

Young Link only childishly stuck his tongue out at Link, who chuckled and winked at the child. Once Young Link had left the courtyard, Link sheathed his sword and took off his cap, running his free hand through his sweat-drenched hair.

It felt amazing outside that night. The sky was painted with wisps of thin clouds, performing a brilliant sunset that Link wished could last longer than he knew it would. The air was warm from the summer's regular temperatures, but came with a gentle breeze, of which Link gratefully accepted. It was... almost perfect.

Marth lifted himself from his window seat, swiftly making his way across his room and shutting the door behind him.

Make it casual, Marth, the young prince told himself. Don't overload, and absolutely no freaking out. This is simply an evening walk, and you happen to bump into Link. Nothing more, and hopefully nothing less…

"Ah, Marth!" Link greeted his friend. Marth's lips parted; he hadn't even realized he'd made it outside, and what's more, made it without hitting a wall, what with being partially brain-dead and all. What else was he when Link was on his mind?

Keeping his cool, Marth offered a friendly smile and bowed ever so slightly out of sheer habit. Link hated this; he'd spent years with the princess of Hyrule and her family, but he'd been born in a forest, and how he had always been greeted was with a wave and a laugh, not a formal bow. Still, Link chuckled and shook his head.

"Marth, how many times must I tell you…"

Marth grinned sheepishly and walked forward, bringing one arm around the back of Link's shoulders. Link grinned as well, doing the same to Marth. When Marth backed away from the half-hug, Link nodded once and laughed.

"That's more like it." Link linked his fingers together and stretched his arms out; he was stiff and sore from his long battle in the heat. He rolled his shoulders back a few times, and looked up at Marth, who only tilted his head at his elf friend.

"I could take care of that, if you wish," the prince offered. Link blinked, then smiled and nodded his head. It would be nice, Link thought. And I'd get to spend some alone time with him as well…

Tada! And there you have it: a pair of secret admirers! Nothing more adorable than that, if I do say so myself. :)

This was more of an introduction than anything. I'll get to the better stuff later. Until then, let me know how I've done so far!