Disclaimer: I do not own Super Smash Brothers and anything related is owned by Nintendo
Sheik was the second to last of the previous night's group to walk into the breakfast hall. Thanks to Roy's dare last night Sheik was wearing the most exposing outfit she had ever worn in public. Apparently, Roy had been exchanging war stories with Corrin. The later mentioned a young tribal warrior whose red eyes could string fear into anyone's soul. After a little research, Roy found a picture of Corrin's friend, named Rinkah and decided that her outfit was "Hot". He then thought it would be fun to see which one of the fair-haired tribalists the outfit looked better in.
At first it was Rinkah's entire out, although it included just a simple bandage wrap covering anything above the waist, at least she could wear something that covered her entire legs and some of her stomach. That was until Sheik told him some choice words, then the dare was changed to include a mini skirt.
With her face matching the color of her eyes, the blonde women walked over to the table Zelda and Link had already claimed. A few whistles arose from the masses in the crowded cafeteria. This didn't break or even slow her gait, but it did deepen the already prevalent blush on her pale skin. Her chest and stomach received so little sunlight that her skin was almost as white as the bandages.
"You need to get some more sun" Link goaded with a smile on her face. While that smile was contagious for Zelda, it didn't have the same effect on Sheik. It actually did the opposite, making her desire to launch a quick jab right in the middle of the cafeteria.
Sheik did however steal his breakfast and begin to eat. After a few words exchanged and a few rude hand gestures, Sheik's glare silenced Link. Without the needed experience with mini skirts to sit down, Sheik didn't quite trust herself to. The few attempts in front of the mirror all ended in Sheik flashing herself, even with Samus' hints.
For her own self confidence, Sheik sat away from Samus and Zelda and instead sat next to Link. Marth sat down, eyeing Sheik with a smirk. Ike walked into the room after him, and for once covered her chest with her arms. Now regretting daring Samus to speak with Ike about the fallout of their relationship.
Sheik looked towards Samus, but reminded her anyway. Samus would feel better if she knew why Ike left her Sheik thought, if I cannot let Samus talk to Ike, can I call myself her friend?
No
Once Samus meet Sheik's eyes, the latter pointed her chin towards the man walking towards them, "remember your dare?"
"Give me time" Samus replied.
Ike walked up to the group, making an effort to avoid looking at Sheik at all, much less meeting her eyes. He spoke, "Thanks to Sheik" even saying her name brought a sudden falter to himself, he was struggling to avoid looking at her as he spoke her name, "Roy is coming".
Truth is, after Sheik was dared to wear her special outfit, she wanted revenge. Frankly, everybody agreed that Roy's outfit was more embarrassing. Part of Sheiks dare included wearing the outfits to various occasions, like breakfast, break room, lunch, and dinner. So Roy's dare had the same limitations.
The only dress code around the smash institution was to make sure all your area was covered. That was it, but it rarely came that far.
Roy's outfit pushed that limit, he was only allowed to wear a pair of size-to-small running shorts. These ride dangerously low and dangerous high at the same time, no matter which direction you looked at Roy. The bright red shorts brought attention to Roy as he entered the room. Nobody really wanted to see this much of Roy, but Sheik wanted revenge for her dare and nobody wanted to question the anger in her red eyes.
Where Sheik got whistles, Roy got laughs. Sheik stood to greet him, for the first time comfortable in her new outfit, feeling very victorious. Roy quickly sat down, leaning forward to hide his face within his long hair. It didn't change much as his face was the same color as his red hair.
Samus was falling asleep into her eggs, needing Zelda to nudge her awake before Sheik spoke, "Samus, come train with me today. I have my chain examination tomorrow"
Samus nodded in agreement, then a pained looking Roy spoke "Wait, you can't go training. You're not allowed to get changed"
"I'm not training in a mini skirt" Sheik spoke. Her confidence growing with every spoken word, with every passing minute she sat there in the skimpy outfit. The old Sheik, the one who never had more than an inch of skin showing, with scarves covering her face and hoods covering her head lessoned and this new one grew.
"Fine, then change the miniskirt, but not your top" Roy said stubbornly.
"Come on man, just let her train" Ike spoke, surprising everybody. No one else had a desire to join the conversation. Not Link, not Zelda, not Marth, nobody wanted to pick a side.
Roy just wanted his rules to be followed so he didn't budge, "You cannot change the top, but you can change the skirt for a pair of running shorts" Roy held a smug look.
"Fine" Sheik spat, "Let's go Samus" Samus stood up, and walked over to where Sheik now stood. Once Samus was next to Sheik, the latter crossed her arms around her chest. Sheik's face flared with insecurities.
"If you two are headed to the training room, I'll go with you" Ike walked over to them, and the three left the room. After a few more minutes, Zelda and Link left. One by one, then everybody else left the table, except for Roy.
Roy made an effort to be the last one out of the cafeteria, wanting to avoid another embarrassing walkthrough.
(X-X)
Samus changed into her Zero Suit, and walked into the training room before Sheik was ready. Ike was already swinging his sword at a dummy hanging from the ceiling.
Samus remembered her dare, but procrastinated further as she walked into the training circle and waited for Sheik. Once the ninja got out of the locker room the sparing commenced. Samus kept an eye on Ike, however.
He was wearing a pair of brown cargo pants with a blue and white tank top. He was apparently working on his wrist work mid swing.
Samus felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder, distracted she somehow let the electric tip of Sheik's chain to hit her. Just as Ike leaned his sword against the wall and moved to get a drink of water from the drinking fountain, Samus followed him and left Sheik in the circle.
"Ike, we need to talk" Samus spoke even before she stopped walking.
"Just like always, never skipping a beat" Ike lifted his head from the constant stream of water before turning it off, "never change Samus"
"Turn off the forced charm for two seconds Ike, I need to know something"
"Why?"
"Honestly" Samus was silently thankful for the dare, she now had an excuse to have this conversation, "because my dare is to ask"
Ike eyed her for a minute, then flashed a smile, "When I said 'it's not you, it's me'" Ike motioned air quotes as he quoted himself "I meant it Samus"
"How do you know that's what this is about?" Samus forced herself to sound skeptical, but deep down she was angry at herself for being so readable.
"Why else would you be talking to me, it's the only question you would ask. It's the only thing I would know that, say, Link or Sheik don't" Ike paused, when Samus didn't object he continued, "How long were you gone for"
Samus squinted her eyes, "what"
"During the break, the way time works causes everybody to be gone for different amounts of time during the break, it's however long you need to be gone for to get everything at home settled"
"I don't know" Samus spoke, but the look on Ike's face told her that was not enough, so she was more specific, "a week"
"Try one year" Ike didn't break eye contact, "I was gone for a year. Before you ask, yes I am now older than you-"
Samus murmured under her breathe, "only by five months".
"-and a year is a long time to grow apart from somebody. If the person you love cannot contact you, you cannot grow together." Ike broke eye contact and looked past Samus' shoulder. Samus didn't have to look to know where he was looking when he spoke, "just a change of taste"
Ike's truth was that he liked somebody that was in the group last night. "Then I'll help you" before Ike could respond, Samus walked away, towards Sheik. The two women spoke for a few seconds and Samus left the room.
Sheik walked up to Ike, no longer trying to cover herself from her unusually immodest attire. "Samus told me that you wanted to help me" Sheik spoke confidently, but her tone sounded like it was more of a question than a statement.
(X-X)
Ike and Sheik sparred until they were both sweaty. Sheik parried Ike's sword with a quick kick, her chain then whipped through the air. Sliding past his sword, the electric tip nicked him in his exposed shoulder. Sheik vaulted back until she was out of Ike's wide range.
Ike adjusted his tight grip around his sword and took a large step forward. Breaking into a quick sprint, he rushed Sheik. With her chain still in her hand, Sheik spun her chain in a wide arc. After the chain nipped Ike's other shoulder, he twirled his sword around the chain and yanked. Sheik's new weapon flew out of her hands and into Ike's, looking up Sheik meet Ike's wild smirk.
Ike's smirk widened into a smile, "That technique might work against another whip, but not against a swordsman". Sheik rolled her eyes.
"I think I'm done for today, Ike" The bandages covering Sheik's chest were drenched in sweat. She started to walk towards the locker room, pealing the bandages away from her sin about an inch, airing out the skin underneath. Ike jogged to catch up with Sheik, before she continued, "I'm going to be in the locker room forever. I have to wash these bandages by soaking them, then hang it out to dry"
"Why"
"Because I only have the one, and Roy is forcing me to wear only this so-" Sheik looked to him and raised an invisible glass, "here's to sitting in the shower for the next hour as these wraps dry"
"Then don't" Ike stopped walking, this provoked Sheik to stop as well, a confused and slightly worried look on her face. "Let's go for a swim, just the two of us"
"Like a date"
"If you want it to be" Ike laced his fingers through Sheiks.
"Let's do it tonight, but keep it between us" Sheik began to walk away, unlacing the two hands. "Promise?"
"Promise" Ike back tracked away, towards the boys locker room. "8 o'clock, I'll meet you by the pool"
(X-X)
Marth tossed and turned, not quite being able to stay asleep. His nap was failing him, not being helped by the intense nocking that raped his door. "Leave" Marth yelled.
Another set of nocking, the same rhythm. First 5, then 2 more a second later. A masculine voice came through the door, "Get dressed"
This was followed by a more feminine voice, "We're heading out tonight".
Marth threw the blanket of off him, walked to the door in just his underwear and opened the door with an unnecessary aggression. "How much do you wanna bet that 'we' doesn't include 'me'".
Link pushed past the blue haired boy, inviting himself in. Zelda, naturally more respectable, waited until Marth went deeper into this room, following Link, and was no longer blocking the doorway to enter. The blonde Hylian rummaged through the Marth's door before coming across a pair of light blue jeans. Throwing them to Marth Link said "Put these on and find a shirt. We'll be in the hall waiting".
Marth had but one leg in before he called to the two Hylians, "Where are we going?"
Zelda responded, "Movies" and the couple waited out in the hall.
(X-X)
"You're late" Ike was sitting on one of the various lounge chairs set out across the sidewalk. The pool was 25 yards across, and about half that in width, creating a perfect rectangle. Pushed off into the corner, was a circular hot tub with the temperature control on the wall within reach.
Both Ike and Sheik were still fully clothed and held towels in their hands. Sheik brought with her a brown plastic bag, she obviously grabbed from the kitchen. The bag had a distinct Fry's logo on it.
Ike stood, letting his towel fall onto the chair, and pulled his shirt over his head. A year of intense workouts was evident as Sheik shot him an appreciative glance. But the young Sheikah quickly looked away before her blush grew too noticeable. Still smirking Sheik taunted Ike, who had wrapped his towel around his waist in preparation to change out of his shorts and into his bathing suit, "Let me guess, you're wearing a speedo"
Ike simply smiled and slid out of his pants. Pulling up his board shorts, he rebutted "maybe on the third date". As Ike tied his board shorts, he turned his head back around to look at Sheik. The girl was still dressed, only have taken off her shoes and scarf. Sheik was nervously pulling at the hem of her shirt. Ike tried to comfort her, "Now it's my turn to guess, you're nervous to undress because you're wearing a string bikini under".
Ike started to walk towards Sheik, who rebutted "Maybe on the third date" with an ever widening smile stretched across her face. Ike hesitantly placed a hand on Sheiks hips. A quiet whisper emerged from her lips, "Guess I'm just a little nervous"
"Trust me, you have no reason to be nervous" Ike said. An extremely sarcastic grin appeared on Ike's face before he continued, "Would it help if I took them off for you?"
Sheik shook her head in disagreement, in unison they spoke "Maybe on the third date"
Thank you for reading this chapter. Really fun yet really difficult to write for some reason. Sorry for all the drama oriented the fic has merged into. Now that Sheik and Ike are more established I hope I can move on and do more one-shots and less dramatic arcs.
Comingdonut I really enjoy the idea you presented in the review, but I believe it felt forced in this chapter. Do not fear, I'm already running over a conversation in my mind between the group where it would fit more appropriately.
Please review with any ideas or comments you guys might have, it always makes my day to see a notification and it really helps the writing process, especially if you have any one-shot ideas or any suggestions.
