Sorry its been awhile.

So my friend who also roleplays Marth left for college today; and he's going to have bandwidth trouble's in his dorm. This basically means that we wont be roleplaying as much anymore... which has good and bad side effects ^^;. Good because I'll probably update on here more often, yey!

Anyways, this is a crack thing I did for you guys along the theme, "Marth goes on a new adventure and Ike is left behind." Enjoy, review. That stuff.


Swish.

Swing.

Slash.

Swish.

Swing.

Slash.

The golden blade sliced through empty air with perfect precision and immense force. Over and over again it swung, the sapphire eyes of it's wielder glowing with concentration.

Swish.

Swing.

Slash.

"Ike."

Though a voice spoke his name, he did not stop his training or look away.

"Ike," the voice spoke again, "What are you doing?"

"Training." He said simply, still not pausing in the movements of his sword or the intent gaze of his eyes upon it.

"Its three in the morning. Go to bed."

"Cant sleep." Swish. Swing. Slash.

"You haven't slept in two days, Ike. You're hurting yourself."

With a loud thud Ragnell's golden blade dug into the ground and the swordsman turned. His eyes fell on the other speaker; Link. "I cant sleep." He said again.

"Ike-"

"Do you know what it's like? Laying in that Goddess damned bed… when it's so empty?" His eyes were filled with hurt and despair, a look rarely seen upon the mercenary's face. It scared Link.

"He's not dead Ike. Marth will be back." The hylian did his best to comfort his friend, but he could see that the pain Ike was feeling wouldn't be easily comforted.

"Not like he used to." Were the simple words that left the other's mouth. They made Link flinch, for he knew they were true.

"He promised to visit every week…"

"Once a week. One day out of seven to hold him in my arms and tell him I love him. To see that beautiful smile of his and know that he is mine…" Ike's eyes closed as he tried to picture it. "One day a week… but for the other six…" He picked his sword back up and began to train again.

Swish.

Swing.

Slash.

"Ike…"

"Im going to get stronger. For him. And look forward to that one day when I can feel his fingers tracing my arms; his lips pressed against mine; his voice a soft moan as he whispers his love; his beautiful face twisted in pleasure; his soft smile that warms my heart; his perfectly captivating eyes staring up at me…" Once again Ragnell slammed into the ground, and Ike fell to his knees.

A blush had spread across Link's features at Ike's words, but he quickly quelled it and ran to his friend's side. "Ike?"

"Every moment without him here is torture."

"Ike…" Link wished he could say the right words; show his friend that it would be alright. But he didn't know what to say…

It was hard to find the words to tell a breaking heart to stay together.