Roy explored all the large, colorful rooms of the Smash Brothers Mansion commenting with "Oohs" and "Ahhs" at every sight. He received several welcoming faces from the mansion's veterans and individual tours of the rooms. He was happy to be back, as Marth was.

Marth led Roy to his room as the final stop as the tour.

"I had so much fun today Marth. It's so nice to be welcomed back like this." Roy smiled.

"I had fun too Roy." Marth grinned. "Did you need help finishing unpacking?"

"Just the rest of my clothes need to be put away. I can do that on my own, but would you still like to come in?" Roy opened his door and turned on the lights.

"Of course." The prince agreed. "I shouldn't stay too long though, Ike may wonder what's taking so long." He walked inside with the redhead.

Marth sat on Roy's bed as the swordsman quickly finished putting his clothes in their proper place in the dresser. He sat down on the bed next to Marth when he finished. The bluenette blushed.

"So, how was Brawl?" Roy asked looking at him.

"Brawl? Oh it was-"Marth stopped midsentence to meet Roy's cyan gaze. "-a lot of fun…"

Roy raised an eyebrow. "Marth? Are you ok?"

Marth was lost in his bright eyes. He couldn't escape, no matter how many times Roy snapped his fingers to try to get him back to his senses.

Marth had to get a better look. He scooted closer to the red swordsman, whose heart was pounding.

"Roy…" Marth got closer.

"Marth…?" Roy inched away but Marth filled in the gap.

Marth moved his eyes to Roy's lips. They were a light shade of pink he observed. He ignored his conscience and pressed against those pink lips with his own. His eyes fluttered shut as Roy's grew in shock. As much as Roy knew this shouldn't be happening, he was enjoying every second of it. He closed his eyes to match Marth and pressed harder against his lips.

The kiss remained for about 7 seconds before Marth broke for air. The door of his mind opened when he realized what he just did. He gasped. "R-roy…"

"Marth…" Roy looked panicked but he couldn't say anything more.

"I need to go. I'm sorry Roy, I'm sorry!" Marth paced out the door without looking back. His heart was about to pound out of his chest and he felt like he was going to throw up the butterflies that were in his stomach. Roy kept frozen. He hasn't felt those lips in years. Why didn't they feel the same as before?

The bluenette rushed back to Ike's room. He loved Ike, with all his heart. That kiss shouldn't have felt so good. Roy hurt him in the past and now he found someone who would risk his life for him. He didn't want to be with Roy, he wanted to be with Ike. He had to make sure.

Marth swung open the door to Ike's room and embraced his turned neck.

Ike jumped a little. "Oh welcome back love." Ike leaned his head back on the chair he was sitting on to make eye contact with the prince.

"Oh Ike don't get mad that I was out so late. We uh…" He improvised. "…saw Peach and Zelda in the hall and we were reminiscing old Melee memories for a while."

'Out of anything I could have said' Marth thought to himself.

"Why would I be mad? I trust you Marth. I'm not gonna keep you on a tight leash." Ike expressed.

Marth walked around sat in the mercenary's lap. He crashed their lips together passionately. He felt relieved that he felt the same spine-tingling sensation he always felt when kissing Ike like this.

Ike wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him close. He broke the kiss. "I didn't think you'd miss me that much." He joked.

"I just want to let you know that I love you." Marth smiled, on the outside.

"And I love you more than anything my sweet prince and I'm glad that everything with Roy went well." He pecked Marth's lips once more. "You wanna go eat something? We slept through lunch."

Marth's stomach was too occupied twisting and turning every passing moment. Eating anything would make him barf.

"I'm not really hungry right now. You can go eat if you want." Marth confessed trying his very best to keep all his insides in.

"Are you feeling ok? It's almost 4 and we skipped breakfast to see the newcomers." Ike looked at him concerned.

Those worried eyes. Marth wanted to break down right there. He wasn't a liar, and he always vented to Ike whenever there was something troubling him. Now that he had the biggest secret he's ever held, he had to keep it from his boyfriend.

"Don't worry Ike I'm fine. You go down and eat." Marth commanded. He removed himself from Ike's lap to allow him to stand.

"Alright if that doesn't bother you. I'll go eat and then come back up." Ike informed. Marth nodded.

Ike walked out the door closing it behind him. He huffed as he walked. He knew something was wrong with Marth and he knew Roy was involved. Marth would tell Ike anything wouldn't he? Ike sighed. There was only one person that would know what was wrong with his lover. The person he was going to force answers out of.

The moment after Ike left the room, waterfalls of tears rolled down the prince's smooth face. It wasn't long until it was turned into ugly sobbing. He felt so lost and confused. His mind provided so many questions that had no answers. Does he still love Roy after the hurt and betrayal he felt in Melee? Does he really love Ike as much as he claims he does?

He needed someone to vent to. He couldn't take these bottled up emotions anymore. But who in the Smash mansion could he trust to take in all these emotions? There was only one person he believed could give him all the help he needed. The kind-hearted, golden-haired, pink princess. The royal cleaned his face and snuck away to Peach's room.