Sugar And Spice

Written By: HeartOfPinkSol

Written: July 2011

A/N: Just wanted to let you guys know, this story takes place in a flashback as Boyd is telling the story...so wa-la! I'd also like to thank Sergeant Daniel for making me determined and always reminding me to update! Thanks(: Now, enjoy! Sorry for taking sooo long to respond! I had major writer's block!

Chapter Two – Welcome Ike and Lethe!

Once upon a time...there was a man, his name was Ike. He was the most gentle of a man you'd ever meet! Girls loved him for being such a gentlemen, he was always so kind, funny, and he did one thing girls always loved. That was he never fought. He never got in a fight with anyone.

He had short, cobalt blue hair, a defined facial structure, and an incredibly mature look on his face. Most people were surprised that Ike wasn't a fighter because of his body structure, he was built up, he had ripped abs, and strong muscles. His voice was incredibly deep and he was a man. Many people feared him because of looks, but he was too kind to hurt anything.

Ike lived with his mother, Elena, a beautiful and elegant lady who was totally against violence, and Mist, Ike's little sister, who was just like her mother except being against violence. It wasn't that Mist liked violence, she had no opinion on it. She didn't encourage it while her mother forced her children not to engage in any battle, especially Ike.

Ike's father, Greil, passed away. Elena told her children that Ike passed away in a car accident, though the real reason was that Greil was a fighter. He fought in war where he passed away peacefully as Greil stated that every male in their family died as a fighter and he was happy to keep up the tradition.

On the other hand, there was Lethe. Lethe was an extremely aggressive, impulsive girl. She fights, she abuses, both physically and verbally and she earned the nickname, Meow. She was like a cat, she sure knew how to use her claws.

Lethe was usually frowned on due to her aggressive attitude, but Lethe didn't care. She was who she was and she enjoyed it. She wouldn't let anyone get off the hook for doing something to her or her friends. She had short orange hair that didn't go past her shoulders and vibrant green eyes. She was short, yet if you ever pointed out her height, you'd be on the floor begging for mercy.

Lethe lived with her parents who were both alive, and her younger sister, Lyre. Lyre and Lethe were like an old man and a midget. They would never get along most likely because Lyre was preppy and always questioned Lethe's gender while Lethe would be throat to throat fighting with her sister. Her parents often would be breaking up the fights.

Ike was sometimes called sugar because he was so sweet and everyone liked him. Lethe was called spice because she was hot and aggressive and it took a real taste to actually like her. That's what the group would say, but the real reason they nicknamed Lethe and Ike, sugar and spice, was because everyone knew Ike and Lethe were meant for each other though they were opposites. Ike's mother knew, the whole gang knew, Lethe's parents and Lyre knew, and everybody who was at Crimea University knew that Ike and Lethe were perfect for each other.

Ike and Lethe didn't know that, they thought of each other as buds. They were each others best friend in college. Their friendship started when someone was messing with Ike, Ike, being the non-violent child he was, attempted to use words to resolve the matter. Words were no match for the bully, Nolan, so Lethe saw the event and well Nolan was never seen again after Lethe butted in. Ever since Lethe helped Ike, both became good friends.

It was a normal day at Crimea University, the students attended their classes, ate their lunch, and went back to their homes whenever class was over. The University wasn't one that did dorms and such, for reasons that were unknown to the students.

The bell had rang which let the students go, while going to class Ike was standing next to Boyd.

"Boyd, that homework assignment for Math makes no sense at all." Ike said to his green haired, muscular friend.

Boyd nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it wasn't an easy unit to begin with. Gosh, math is always a pain in the ass. Hey, I got a question."

"Shoot!" Ike exclaimed with a small smile.

"Is your sister single?" Boyd asked curiously. Ike stopped and turned to look at Boyd. He raised one of his eyebrows.

"You've heard the statement, curiosity killed the cat, right?" The muscular male responded. Boyd's eyes grew as he understood what Ike meant. Ike was extremely overprotective over his younger sister, Mist. Mist was a beautiful girl and he wouldn't want anyone to mess with her. When Mist finally grew to a point where she looked more beautiful than ever, Ike's brother instincts kicked in and decided to be the overprotective brother much to Mist's dislike.

"Okay, okay. I got it. I got it!" Boyd spoke. After a few moments of awkwardness, Boyd cleared his voice and opened his mouth to speak. Before Boyd could speak, suddenly another green haired male ran up to them.

"Ike! Ike!" He yelled. His voice was a little high, but the male was a young male. He wasn't very muscular and neither was he very old. He looked around Mist's age, which was two years younger than Ike and Boyd.

"Yes, Sothe?" Ike asked, raising his eyebrows again. What was so urgent that Sothe came running all the way to them? Boyd scanned Sothe's clothing, it was green, like always. Green shirt, green shorts, green pairs of converse. Green. Green. Green!

"Lethe...she's at it again!" Sothe informed quickly. He stopped to catch his breath. He had ran all over the school looking for the blue haired student.

Ike and Boyd both looked at each other, Ike rolled his eyes as he, Boyd, and Sothe began running to where Lethe was. "God, why can't she be like your sister?" Boyd muttered, earning a glare from Ike, who continued to run, quicker than before.

The three of reached the courtyard of the school where Sothe led them too. Just as Sothe explained, Lethe was getting ready to beat someone up. Or well, she was already doing so. Nobody would have imagined short and scrawny looking Lethe was nailing tough and giant, Largo to the grounds of the school.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Largo screamed in his extremely deep tone.

Ike ran up to the orange haired female on top of the large purple haired male. "Lethe, get off of him!"

Lethe looked up to see Ike, she shook her head. "Oh no! You should have heard what he said about me! Tell him, Fatgo!"

Boyd raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sothe. "Fatgo? What kind of..." Sothe shrugged and continued to look at the fight that was occurring.

Largo didn't respond as Lethe began slapping his head. Ike ran to Lethe, trying to get her off of Largo, but Lethe really was like a cat. She escaped Ike's hands and continued to beat the crap out of Largo.

"TELL HIM!" She yelled.

Ike finally managed to get the petite girl off the giant and had her by the arms. Largo stood up with his face all red covered with hand prints evident that he was slapped. "T-this girl is c-crazy! You're lucky you aren't dead yet, Ike!" Largo cried out.

"Oh, I'm not letting him go like that!" Lethe cried out, attempting to escape Ike's grip on her, but the grip was too strong. "Ike, let me go! I need to give him a piece of my mind!"

"Lethe! You can do it by talking! There is no need to bring your fists into this!" Ike exclaimed. Largo snickered. Ike turned to look at Largo, who continued to snicker.

"You can do it by talking!" Largo mocked, continuing to snicker.

"HEY! Don't mock Ike like that!" Lethe screamed making Largo snicker even more.

"What's he going to do? Give me a lecture!" The giant man exclaimed, busting into laughter after, getting others to join him in the laughter.

Ike blushed a bit of embarrassment, Lethe glanced at Ike motioning for him to go and give Largo a punch to the left, then one to the right. Ike shook his head.

"Ike, come on! Give him a punch to the left! And, one to the right! With this muscles of yours, one punch would be enough to shut his little pansy mouth up!" Lethe cried out, but Ike wouldn't agree. Others began chanting.

"Ike! Ike! Ike!"

Ike bit his lip as he walked up to Largo. He put his hand forward as Largo looked at Ike suspiciously. Ike rolled his eyes as he picked up Largo's hand put it in his hand to make into a handshake.

"Truce?"

Largo looked at Ike as if he was just kidding, but Ike looked as serious as ever. Largo snickered as he shook his hand. "Truce only if you tell your boyfriend over there to learn their gender!"

Ike and Largo shook hands while Largo thought of it as a joke and Ike took it seriously. The crowd began to leave when Largo and his crew left.

Lethe crossed her arms and glared at Ike, who looked at her as if he did nothing wrong. "What?" He asked, oblivious of why she was angry! Lethe playfully slapped his arm as she began to speak.

"Ike! Why didn't you punch him? You think a handshake will really help you! Please!"

"He shook my hand for a truce, so if he does anything again to either you or I, I'll remind him of his truce." Ike responded with a small smile. Lethe glared at Ike even more.

"You have got to be kidding me! Ike, no one shakes hands for a war to be over. They fight till the war is over!" Lethe reminded as Ike shook his head.

"And, why do you think the world is so corrupt?" He answered back.

Boyd and Sothe decided to but into their conversation. "So! I was thinking..." Before Boyd could continue the bell rang and two other girls came skipping into the crowd.

"Ike! Are you okay? I heard from Edward who told Leonardo who told Haar who told Jill who told me that you got into a fight! What will Mom do when she hears about it!" Mist exclaimed, crossing her arms.

"IKE! In a fight? NO WAY!" Mia cried out, not able to believe it.

"Yeah, no way because this brother of yours decided to be a wimp and shake hands for a truce!" Lethe angrily told Mist. The anger was more towards Ike rather than Mist. Mist was too sweet to ever get angry at.

"Ohhhhhhh." Mist and Mia spoke in a unison. Ike shook his head. "Lethe, you're insane! I told you why I don't fight. Mom doesn't want me fighting and I will follow all her wishes!"

"Momma's boy!" Lethe retorted. Ike glared and crossed his arms. "I'm not! It's called being respectful!"

"Eh." Lethe muttered as she looked back at Ike. "No one listens to truces anymore. I hope you remember that!"

"If no one listened to truces, than this very spot would be a war field." Ike said as Lethe glared and walked away.

"IDIOT!"

Ike smirked a bit and looked at the rest, who just smiled. Ike raised his eyebrows and walked away.

"Weirdos...One side, if I fight I get in trouble. Then the other...if I don't fight, someone gets mad at me."

A/N: Eh! Sorry, the ending wasn't very good. I kind of just wanted to put out Ike and Lethe's personality out there. So, I hope you liked it! :D