This story is almost finished! It's really sad, but luckily, I have a few more chapters left. I hope you enjoy then as much as I do.

I own nothing but the story! All other rights go to their original owner.


It had snowed a early February blizzard last night, and in Roy's mind, that had given him free access to walk the half mile to school. He had bundled up in his omnipresent hoodie, a puffy blue jacket and some black gloves.

He whistled to himself, taking in the serenity of the snow-covered landscape before he heard crunching behind him. He stopped, surprised to see Marth behind him. He waved, waiting for him to catch up. "Where's Ike? Practice?"

Marth shook his head, white breaths of laughter escaping his lips. "It snowed, so there's no practice and he hates the cold, so he's driving."

"...I never pictured 'The Great Ike' to hate the cold. What about you? Why'd you decide to walk?"

"Unlike him, I love the scenery when it snows around here. It's almost like a Winter Wonderland, you know?"

"Spoken like a true artist," Roy laughed, meeting Marth's gaze.

"Is this going to become a thing now? We call each other artist?"

He shrugged in reply. "I guess…By the way, are you alright?"

"From what?"

"...Yesterday." The mood grew sour, but Marth gave him a melancholic smile.

"I am. Father came home partially drunk last night, so he forgot all about me. It's for the best I suppose."

There was an uncomfortable silence before Marth spoke again. "Has anyone ever told you that you have a certain thing about you?"

Roy couldn't help but hide his red cheeks. "My dad but…well, he's my dad. Why do you ask?"

"You're…You're just that person who's easy to talk to. You have that air around you."

"I'm honored that Mr. Popular thinks so highly of me," he chuckled, and a snowball to his back only made him laugh harder.

"Who told you…Let me guess. Link?"

"On the dot. How'd you know?"

"Link's been a good friend of mine since elementary school. Believe it or not, I used to be shy until I met him. We were just two shy kids…"

"And now it's a less shy Link and Marth?"

"...Basically, but don't tell him that." There was a momentary lapse in the conversation before Marth continued. "I mean it though. I don't think I've ever made friends with someone so quickly, and I'm pretty sure everyone you talked to yesterday likes you. You'll be Mr. Popular soon enough."

Roy scoffed and rolled his eyes, an amused smirk on his face. "Whatever you say Marth."

A car honked behind them, and the two sophomores looked up to see a red car. It stopped beside them and the driver rolled their window down. "You two are going to be late as slow as you're walking. Get in."

Marth chuckled, opening the door for Roy. "Cars travel faster than people, Isaac. So compared to you, we would be late." With that, the three drove off.


"So what do you say? Is it a yes or no?"

"Like I've said the first a hundred times, I'm going with someone else. Besides, why would I go with a senior I barely know?!" The bluenette sophomore girl asked the older boy, who had fiery red hair and a nasty snarl to match.

Marth, Ike and Roy all looked up upon hearing the conversation. "What's going on?" Roy asked, stripping himself of his coat and gloves before looking between the two. "I thought the only people allowed in the halls this early were athletes and the cheer team."

"They are," Marth replied, beginning to walk away. "Which is why I'm worried."

The two followed after him before stopping a little ways down the main hallway. Ike was the first to speak. "What's going on?"

The red haired senior turned, his ever present smirk still on his face. "Well, well, well, I thought that you'd ditched us, Ike-"

"Answer the question, Ganondorf. Is there a reason you're harassing this poor girl?"

The senior only laughed before walking up to Ike. That gave the girl a chance to meet up with Marth and Roy. Marth quickly embraced her. "Are you alright, Caeda?"

"I am. He was asking me if I wanted to go to that Valentine's party that the school's having."

Ganondorf turned to the two sophomores. "I should've known. Everyone would be lining up to go to a party with the great Prince Mars-"

"First off, it's Marth, not Mars. And secondly, drop the prince, it's not cute, Ganondorf. And thirdly, I could have told you that. She's my girlfriend."

"Of course, because you're little daddy could get you whatever you want-"

"His dad isn't the reason he's so popular." Roy had spoken before he even realized he had.

"And who are you, Freshman?"

"I'm not a freshman and my name's Roy."

"Well Roy…if you don't think his dad helped him, why is he so popular to you?"

"Because he's actually a nice person! He's sweet and funny, and unlike you, he actually cares about other people besides himself."

Surprisingly, Ganondorf chuckled. "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't and frankly, I don't care." He started to walk away, but Ganondorf quickly grabbed his hoodie. He almost gasped, the weight of the action fresh in his mind, but he didn't, remembering who the person was. "Let go of me."

He turned to face Ganondorf, but was greeted with a fist to his jaw. The redhead was taken by surprise, hitting the ground without any other sound. The group went silent, save for a gasp from Marth. Ganondorf laughed. "What's wrong? You fall easily for all that big talk."

Roy growled, pushing himself off the ground. "Oh yeah?" He felt a bruise form on his cheek as he stood, launching himself at the senior, but a pair of arms stopped him. He turned, surprised to see Ike. "What the hell, Ike?! Let go of me-"

"I'm not letting you start a fight because of an idiot like him! And you," he turned to Ganondorf, glowering at him. "Don't think I won't tell the coaches. And it would be such a shame, with game day being so close and all."

"You talk tough because you think you have all this power with the coaches? I can beat you just as easily as I did him." He started to an animalistic run towards the bluenette, but the sound of someone clearing their throat stopped the mad dash.

"Mr. Isaac is right, Ganondorf. The coach will be finding out about this." Ike turned, and everybody paled.

"Principal Hand! I…I swear this isn't what it looks like." Ike let go of Roy, running his hand through his hair.

"As of right now, only one of you are in trouble. But all five of you, my office, now."

With a growl, Ganondorf walked off, the other four trailing behind. "Roy," The redhead turned to find himself face to face with Marth, a look of worry in his eyes. "Are you alright?" He placed his fingers on Roy's cheek, and the redhead flinched at his cool, delicate touch.

"I'm alright, Marth. It'll heal with time."

"Are you sure?" He held the door for both Roy and Caeda.

"Yes Marth." The redhead looked up at the call of his name. He gulped. He'd never actually been to the office for getting in trouble. He took a deep breath before he walked in the room.


Marth and Caeda sat in silence before she placed a hand on his knee. He looked at her, brows furrowed. "Is something wrong?"

"Of course not! It's just…are you sure that we're good together-"

"Caeda, please don't start this! It was one little fluck. I love you too much for that to get in our way."

"That's not what I mean. Our parents knew each other for awhile and we practically grew up together. After what happened, it made me realize something. You love me, Marth, and I love you…but not in the ways we're thinking of."

"I don't understand, Caeda-"

"Face it, Marth. We're more like brother and sister than boyfriend and girlfriend. So yes, we love each other, but it's more of as siblings. And when I saw you look at Roy, it was just…different."

Marth felt his face heat up. "I just want to protect him. He's so innocent. He won't make it around here."

"That's love, Marth. I think you're in love with him." She grabbed his hand, squeezing it with a smile. "And I think you know that too. Why are you afraid to admit that to yourself?"

The teen sighed. He knew the answer, but was still ashamed to say it. "He found me one day while my dad was 'teaching' me. He came and helped me. I told him everything…but he believed me. I just…I don't know! I've never felt this way, Caeda!"

Despite the situation, she giggled. "It's alright, Marth. Just talk to him. He's a sweet kid, he'll understand. And…I think he feels the same way."

"What makes you say that?"

"He cares about you so much. You were one of the first friends he made, but he treats you differently than he treats us. He went out of his way to make sure you were alright. He goes out of his way to stand up for you."

Marth smiled. "You think? It would be nice if he did."

"Then talk to him! He'll slip away from you if you don't talk to him. Why don't you ask him to the party?"

"I'll try." Marth hugged the bluenette female before he heard the door open. He looked to see Roy walking out, a look of relief on his face.

"Good news! Between me and Ike, we managed to clear everything up! We're good to go to class." He started to walk away, but Marth grabbed his wrist.

"First, you need ice. I'll take you to the nurse."


The day soared by for the youngest Lowell. He dreaded the moment the last bell rang. He walked out of his class, gasping to see Roy not far from him. He took a deep breath before walking up to the redhead, tapping him on the shoulder.

Roy jumped before turning. "Oh, Marth! Is something the matter?"

"No, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. Are you walking home?"

"Yeah, you?"

"I am. Why don't you walk with me."

Roy smiled. "Thanks. I'd like that."

After they out on their coats, the two set towards their neighborhoods. Marth stole glances at the redhead, who simply whistled a tune as he walked. "This is a really sudden question Roy, but…do you have a girlfriend?"

Roy stopped. "A girlfriend? No, why do you ask?"

"I just thought that you'd go with someone to the party, and with your personality, I just assumed-"

"I actually hadn't planned on going."

Marth looked at him. "Why not?"

The younger teen shrugged. "I don't know. The idea of Valentine's Day just never intrigued me. Do you think I should go?"

"I think you'd enjoy yourself…You could…go with me."

Roy turned as red as his hair. "W-With you? But…what about Caeda?"

"We're more like siblings than a couple. She…told me to go with someone that I really wanted to go with-"

"And you chose me?" Marth nodded, blushing. "But why? Out of everyone in the school, why would you choose me?"

"Why would I not choose you?! From that day you saved me, I just…I don't know. I…felt something between us. You're different, Roy. You're special to me."

Roy didn't even know it was possible, but he turned redder. "So it's not just me. I feel the same way. It was just with Caeda and all-"

Marth interrupted him by wrapping him in a hug. "Roy," he started, his face in the younger high schooler's hair. "You've already made me happy by telling me that you return my feelings. Just say yes and I'll be even happier."

Roy snuggled into Marth's coat, wrapping his hands around his waist. "I will Marth. I mean, I'll go to the party with you…and I'll be your boyfriend."

"You will?! Oh, Roy! Thank you!" He tightened the hug, beaming.

They stayed that way for a little while before they parted, both males still blushing. "Well, I gotta get home or my dad will start worrying." He gave Marth's hand a squeeze before running off.

The bluenette watched him run off, happier than he had been in a long time.


"I don't understand! I've been trying for over a month and I can't find him. How elusive can you be, Eliwood." He went into the search engine again, trying to type Eliwood Pherae Roy Pherae, but it came out Eliwood Pherae Eroy Pherae.

Although it was a mistake, the man gasped at what he got. "That clever family…no one calls you by your full name…do they Elroy?"


That was the latest update! I'm sorry for not updating in a while, my schedule's been crazy. But I hope you guys enjoyed it.

See you guys l8tr!