When Nothing Is Said

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A/N: And damn proud of it! And I offer my thanks to The Mad Joker and bijoukaiba to being the only reviewers thus far in this fanfic! Hey…do me a favor and spread the word! I WANT MORE REVIEWRS!!! -cries-

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Chapter Two: Dreams and Spaghetti
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Present Day, 3PO…

The meeting ended, and everybody stood up and went back to what they were doing prior to the meeting. In Link's case, it was sitting behind the couch. He slumped behind the couch and sighed. There was no point for me to come…all it was was announcing new Smashers and new HQ…

"Link," said Marth, looking over the couch.

"Wah!" Link jumped and looked up. "M-Marth!" he stammered.

Marth laughed. "I scared you!"

"Damn you! I told you to not sneak up on me!" Link shifted around so he could glare up at Marth. "What do you want?"

"I wanted to know if you felt like training," said Marth.

"Training? Now?"

"Yeah…After all, there's another tournament in two weeks." Marth looked over his shoulder, checking the calendar on the wall. "Yes…On June 12." he looked back at Link. "And this is a tournament where you can choose your partner."

"And…I'm to be your partner, is that it?" asked Link.

"Yeah, mochiron! After all…" Marth winked. "We have a partnership much deeper than that of any tournament pairing."

"Huh…!" Link blushed and looked down. "D-Do you have to say such silly things…? Come on, then!" he said hurriedly, standing up and heading to the Portal.

He's so cute when he gets all flustered, thought Marth, and followed Link to the Portal.

Zelda stopped as she watched Marth and Link enter the Portal. "Hmm…Those two have been pretty close for a while…" she sat down on a couch and watched Lee and Ganondorf playing Mario Kart. "What are you two doing?"

"Racing!" grunted Lee as he kept his eyes glued to the screen.

"Settling differences!" grunted Ganondorf, moving in motion with the game as if he could control it that way.

Obviously, both men can't devote energy to full speech, thought Zelda with a sigh. She pulled out a book, and looked up at the ceiling. I wonder…do Marth and Link…? she shrugged and looked at her book again. Ever if there was, it's none of my concern. I'll just leave it alone.

Mario looked up at the calendar. "Wowsa! Only 2 weeks-a before the tournament! Where's-a my Peach-a! There's a tournament coming up-a!"

Peach stuck her head out of the kitchen. "Mario, I'm already gonna partner up with Samus. Sorry."

"What?! But-But, Peach-a! We have to be-a partners!" Mario wailed and followed Peach into the kitchen.

Meanwhile, with Marth and Link…

Marth and Link were training at the Fountain of Dreams. Both were quick and skilled, but Marth had the advantage by size and strength. Pretty soon, after a few minutes of clanging swords, Marth had managed to knock Link's sword away and pin him to the ground. "…and you lose!" Marth had the sword to Link's neck. "See, you rely too much on your speed."

"Hmm…probably," admitted Link. "Now let me stand, you big lump!"

"Oh, insulting your foe is probably an unwise decision," said Marth with a mischievous glint. "When you're down like this, you're at your opponent's mercy."

"But I wasn't insulting you! You have put on a little weight," said Link. "Co-Come on, now move!"

"Have I?" Marth stood up and Link sat up with a sigh. "Wow, I worked so hard to not gain any weight…"

"Rice is fattening, isn't it?" Link looked up at Marth. "You eat a lot of rice, you and Roy. No wonder you both are so fat."

"I may have gained some, but I'm not fat," sighed Marth sadly. "You keep talking like that, you're gonna hurt my feelings…"

"Yeah…sorry." Link stood up and walked over to his sword. "This tournament… will it include our new Smashers?"

"Yeah, some, according to Peach, if you were listening to the meeting," said Marth, casting a mock-annoyed at Link over his shoulder.

"Oh…"

"Let me see…" Marth walked over to Link. "Peach said that Pit and Meta Knight were gonna come…and another guy, one not from any of our worlds. I think his name was Solid Snake."

"Is that all?" asked Link, sheathing his sword as he looked up at the prince.

"I think so. That is all I can remember. Other than Samus getting her new outfit, I think that's it. But maybe that won't be all."

"More? Bah…I hate people."

"You've always hated people." Marth ruffled Link's hair. "But that's a good thing, because it leave's us a lot of free time alone!"

"Ooh, you!" Link pushed Marth's hand away. "I said don't talk like that! I-- It makes it sound weird…"

"A romance between a human and an elf, both guys at that…that is weird, too, in the eyes of anyone who knew about this." Marth looked up at the night sky of the Fountain of Dreams. "Do you remember when we first came here together?"

"Yes, I do…" Link stood next to Marth. "But are you gonna pull another cheesy memory-lane moment, or are we gonna train?"

"Heh! You still haven't learned yet?" Marth picked up his sword. "Very well, let's continue!"

"All right!" As the two resumed their training, they did in fact take a trip down memory lane. Of the first time they came here together…

Flashback…about two years ago…

It was a week before the tournament, and Marth had left the Trophy Room to the Fountain of Dreams, where Link was waiting. "Link, I'm here."

Link looked back. "Oh…Marth. Okay…" he looked forward again, staring at the clouds below the stage.

"What're you looking at?" asked Marth curiously, walking over to Link, sitting next to him. "Haven't you been to the Fountain of Dreams before?"

"No…not yet," said Link quietly. "I never realized how beautiful this place was… I heard of it, but never saw it for myself."

"Never? And how long have you been a Smasher?" Marth looked down at the clouds. "You're so entranced by them. Don't you get clouds like this in Hyrule?"

Link shook his head. "None like this. The way these clouds look, it's like some fantasy dreamland… I feel at peace for some reason, when I look at these…"

"Well, yes, Fountain of Dreams, inside the land of Dreamland."

"It doesn't matter… I don't want to train right now, I want to watch these clouds…" he looked up. "And these stars…"

"Well…okay. Can I sit here with you?"

"Yes…You can, and you know that." Link smiled at Marth. "Just…don't tell anybody that I was like this. That I'm…"

"What? That you're happy? Or that you smiled?" asked Marth teasingly.

Link laughed. "Yeah, that. Then they'll think that I'm a softy."

"Or…they'll KNOW you're a softy."

"But that is something they don't need to know…" Link leaned on Marth and looked up at the sky. "This feeling is something I want to share only with you…No matter how I sound saying that…"

Marth put an arm around Link and hugged him a little closer. "It will only be between us. Don't worry about it."

Link felt warmness spread through him.

Link's POV…

It doesn't matter to me how cheesy I sound around him…I know it to be the truth. A place as beautiful as this should only belong to us…this moment belongs only to us… I stole a glance at Marth, and saw that he was as entranced in the beautiful scenery as I was.

Maybe…he's entranced by the beauty of this place because Altea was destroyed. Maybe…when he first came here, he felt at peace too. Marth felt like he would never see beauty again…until he came here. Here, escaping from devastation, with her friend Roy. He found peace…beauty…and he found me.

And I found him.

Present day…3PO

After spending a few hours training, Marth and Link went back to the HQ, and saw that it was dinnertime. "Wow…I wonder what's for dinner," said Marth.

Link sniffed the air, then sneezed. "It smells like pasta…spaghetti and tomato sauce."

"Spaghetti and tomato sauce?" repeated Marth as he and Link walked to the dining room. "You sure do love getting technical."

"I'm not getting technical, it's what the smell is!" yowled Link. "It's spaghetti and sauce!"

"Yeah, Peach-a made some for me as an apology-a!" said Mario happily as he walked by the two.

Marth and Link stopped. "Apology?" they repeated in unison.

Peach sighed. "He believes that I owe him an apology because I didn't choose him to be my tournament partner. Oh, men men men…" she sighed again and followed Marth.

"…" Marth and Link exchanged glances, shrugged, and carried on.

Marth's POV…

I'm not a fan of spaghetti, it's like softened soba. But Link loves it, even though he won't admit it to anyone else. I remember one time we had spaghetti. He had finished his, and got as much seconds as Mario and Luigi did. Hah! They weren't the only pasta fiends in the Smashers HQ!

Link is…very cute. That's one thing I love about him the most. The things that Link doesn't tell anybody…the things about him that I found out… Everything. So what will I do before Link decides to go up and get seconds? Before he even begins that meal?

I'll get him the biggest damn bowl we have and fill it to the brim with spaghetti!
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