Title: A Lover's Brawl
Pairing(s): IkeXLink, IkeXMarth, Eventual MarthXRoy, Eventual PitXLink
Rating: M
Full Story: Link has always been the quiet, shy type. That is… until Ike came into his life. Since then, Ike and Link have been an inseparable item ever since they've laid eyes on each other. Marth, coping with his broken heart after the disappearance of his very own lover—Roy—had secretly loved Ike from the beginning. But it was too late, Link was the only one on Ike's mind.
With his seductive powers and body, he lures Ike to him, the both of them sharing many nights together. And ever since, Ike has not been able to let him—nor his delicious shape—go. Link is totally unaware of this, Ike constantly lying to him about his whereabouts to protect he and his prince's relationship. With whole-hearted trust, Link believes every single word.
Marth wants a fully committed relationship with Ike—tired of hiding it—and he will do anything to get it, even if that means hurting one of the people that he loves the most.
But there is one more person that complicates this plot.
Someone who watches his crush from afar.
(This story takes place after Super Smash Brother's Melee, the reason why Roy is "missing")
A/N: ...How exciting!
I have such a divided audience! You all disagree on a lot (which is interesting), but most of you want Ike to go to hell, so there's one thing that you have in common (just about every single one of you called him a "manwhore" at least once in your review xDDD)! I was trying to make you guys like him a little more in the last chapter, but I guess it didn't work for some of you!
Aww, you guys are so sweet! Thank you to those who wished me luck in my studies! It's kind of hard adjusting to high school, especially when you have an English teacher that likes to give out weekend essays just for the hell of it and a Geometry teacher who gives three quizzes a week, which I fail, lowering my grade D8 But that's what I get for being so damn smart.
Sometimes I want to give up...
But Hokage-chan can do it!
8D
There are two parts to this chapter! Hee hee. Just think... if I kept the second half of this chapter in, you'd have to read over 20,000+ words.
O.O I didn't want to torture you guys.
GOMEN FOR ANY MISTAKES!
So… For those who like IkeXLink, this will sort of be a bittersweet chapter for you. There's some sweet PitXLink in here, too, and IkeXMarth.
HOKAGE NEEDS YOUR HELP AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER (Part One).
PLEASE VOTE!
ENJOY THE FIRST HALF.
C:
It's only been a couple minutes that Link and I have been alone together, and I'm surprised that I haven't passed out yet…! So far we've been talking about our homes, our friends and how much we miss them… He laughed once at a humorous memory that he recalled happen to him; that heavenly laugh could easily calm the raging voices of war… It was so beautiful… so light and pure… It's hard to think that someone so chaste and simple like Link, ended up with someone so… mentally disturbing like that numbskull Ike. But I guess what they say is true: opposites attract. They've been a perfect couple for—oh, how long has it been—eh, I don't know... But it's been a long time. Ike and Link… Even the two of them together sound inseparable, cutting my chances of ever being by my beloved's side really, really, really short… which bites.
I've fallen, what some might say, "head over heels" for him…
Palutena…
Unrequited love hurts.
I wouldn't wish this feeling on anyone.
…Gahn.
I'm doing it again!
I need to focus on the present and not the future! I bet Link's been making so many lovely faces, it'd be a pity if I missed them all abiding in my feelings! His lips are moving… but I don't hear a thing… and of course I can't: I'm staring at them. My goddess—I swear to you—he has some of the prettiest, loveliest lips on the face of this corrupted earth… What's it like to touch, taste, and feel those beautiful instruments graze a molten river of fire across my neck will forever remain a feeling unknown to me, I fear.
But getting to sit with Link like this in intimacy is one of my many dreams come true…
Nothing could ruin this perfect moment.
Nothing.
"Heeeeeeey, Baby cakes."
Pit spoke—or thought—way too soon.
He snapped out of his hazy trance; there stood his nightmare—the envied Ike—behind him, beaming his rays of love upon his secret crush. He swooped down unto a stunned Link like a hawk hovering over a babbling brook, tackling him unto the fresh grass, attacking him, his lips the deadly weapon of choice. Pit had no choice but to watch, his heart getting a little heavier and heavier by the degree.
Link pried his dynamic lobster claws off of his slim body, flushing a humiliating red.
"What did you just call me?!"
"…'Baby cakes'?"
Link gave him an "are-you-out-of-your-fucking-mind?!" look.
"What?!" Ike questioned offensively and playfully.
"If you ever wish to see the light of day again—that—will never leave your lips when you address me!"
Ike pulled Link back into his powerful embrace, pouting like a teething six-month-old.
"Aww… You don't like 'Baby cakes'? How's about 'Doll Face', then?"
"No!"
"'Sweet cheeks'?"
"Let me go, Ike—"
"'Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch'?"
"…What in God's name is that?!" Link regained composure and turned to the shut-out Pit, "I'm sorry. He's missing a couple marbles…"
The angel snickered behind his hand. Ike pinned Link to the grass.
"I just wanted to give ya another pet name! You're too adorable to just be called 'Link'!"
Is this just another one of his random ideas...?
"Don't you already have enough?! Ugh… Fine. If you must, pick one pet name—only one—and I'll allow you to call me by that occasionally! I will not answer to any other. Got it?"
"…One?" Ike whined.
"One."
Ike comically tapped his chin, looking to the sky.
"Hmm… I think I'll stick with 'Fish Lips'. I really like that one, and you get really cute and flustered and touchy; you should see the irresistible faces that you make! Making me love you even more!"
Link was overwhelmed with those one hundred-and-something pounds again, involuntarily smiling, but his heart couldn't help it. It was happy and therefore he was happy. They horse played around in the grass, mostly because of Link's resistance to Ike's persistent hugs and kisses. His cries of protests quickly evolved into cries of laughter and joy, Pit growing more hopeless.
"I hope you're satisfied with your choice…" the blonde archer muttered, giving up and welcoming his boyfriend's body with feathery kisses.
"I am…" he hummed, chuckling, the corner of his tender, blue eyes crinkling, their noses kissing.
"Yo, Pit! Didn't see ya there—!"
Wish I could say the same for you…
"—How are ya?! Your wing doin' okay?"
Pit forced a phony smile—he's been doing a lot of that lately—and tried his best to sound cheerful.
"I'm alright! It's healing faster than I thought it would!"
"That's always a good sign!" said Ike, placing Link in his lap, snaking his irremovable arms about his waist line. Link grabbed one of them, threading their fingers together and setting their embraced hands against his beating heart.
"Did the doctor make you sit out today?" Link asked, Ike nipping affectionately at his ear...
Then neck…
Then slowly dragging the crown of his tongue back to his ear… Link flushed as red as roses, repelling from the assaulting organ.
"Ike… Stoppit…"
"What…? I do this all the time and now all of a sudden you want me to stop?! You know you enjoy it. Don't act all shy just 'cause Pit's here… He doesn't mind," Ike privately coaxed to Link, smirking as he repeated his prior actions.
Little did he know, the angel heard every word.
And he verily did mind.
That was his Link he was touching.
Pit dangerously clenched a fistful of grass, hate and anger flowing through his immortal veins.
How dare that—
I want to rip his arms off.
Clean off.
I want to slowly and agonizingly tear that disgusting tissue that he calls his tongue right out of his mouth and watch him helplessly quake in searing, delicious pain.
I want to witness him drowning and gagging in his own blood as I enjoy the satisfying sight of his dripping, painted palms branching out to me, begging pridelessly for mercy.
I want to climb to the very top of this mansion—right this moment—while malevolently dragging his corpse by the collar like the mangy beast he is, and toss him carelessly off the roof as if he were weeks old trash…
...I want to be the only one holding Link.
Pit voluntarily reverted from his demonic thoughts, answering Link's question.
"Yeah… And half of next week, too…"
Link looked sympathetic, disregarding Ike's obvious foreplay.
"It's horrible, isn't it? Being told not to do something that you lov—Ahh!"
Ike lightly squeezed his hips, Link jumping.
"Hmm? Did I hit your tickle spot?"
"—N-No! You just surprised me!"
Ike smiled.
"Oh really? Well I believe I just discovered another one of Link's many ticklish places…"
The traveler wiggled his fingertips again; Link emitting a soft cry, followed by a cute chortle.
Ike had that crazy look in his eye; Link braced himself.
"No, Ike… Please don't… Not now… Please—"
Ike playfully tossed Link down onto the grass, straddling over his lean body, attacking his tummy with spidery fingers.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle!"
"AH HA HA! HA HA HA! IKE!"
He jerked and twisted his hips, trying to break loose of his boyfriend's thighs.
Pit painfully watched the happy pair roll around in the grass…
Laughing, smiling, touching…
His heart sank lower and lower, like an anchor in a sea of high hope.
"PLEASE—HAH—STOP, IKE!"
"Say 'Pretty please daddy with lots and lots of whipped cream and a cherry on top?'"
"PRET—TY PLEAA-HAAHAA!! WHI—AHA—CHER—HAAAA!"
"You didn't call me 'daddy'..."
"PLEASE, DADDY?!"
With that last, rousing cry, Ike was sated.
Ike stopped his tickle breach, Link's ear-piercing squeals dying down. He smiled, wiping the corners of his eyes.
"Damn you for being so heavy…"
Ike crossed his arms.
"...I thought you liked having my body forced upon you."
The meager of the two stretched his arms forth...
"Then come here and make me happy."
Ike grinned, descending into the open arms, and nuzzling his embraced his lover, dousing himself in the wonderful warmth that was created when their torsos conversed.
Link shut his eyes, relishing in it.
"You're so perfect, Ike…" stated Link, combing softly through his thick hair.
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are…! You're perfect…"
"No one on this earth is perfect, pet…"
Although you're an exception.
"…I think you are."
Ike gazed deeply into Link's honest, aquamarine eyes, brushing their lips.
"And why might that be? What makes me so perfect?"
That's when the blonde looked away, a messy blush tinting his cheeks.
"Um… Well, you—err—I don't know how to explain it… You're just—everything you do is perfect, Ike... Everything."
It was sweet... Too sweet, and Ike couldn't handle it. That trusting twinkle in Link's eyes, that healthy blush, those stretched lips... He called him "perfect", and he meant it. He was being serious. Of course he would say that... Link was completely unknowledgeable of Ike's two-timing. Cheating on someone who you love with your entire soul with their best friend isn't exactly what you'd call "perfect".
Ike wasn't perfect.
Even he knew that.
Unable to deal with such sentimental feelings, Ike had to ruin this beautiful moment with something that was completely out of context.
"…Even the way I fuck?"
Link laughed delicately, much to Ike's surprise.
"…Yes. Even the way you—"
"—Will our next contestants please step forth: Ganondorf, Ike, Captain Falcon and Wolf! Please report to the center of the stadium!"
"…'Guess that's me!"
Ike helped Link up; he raked out the strings of grass buried deep within his golden hair. Link did the same, brushing the green strings off of his uniform.
"Go get 'em, tiger."
The blonde gave Ike a "Good Luck" kiss; he thought that is was so cute that Link had to stand on his tip toes just to become equal in height with him.
"What the hell was that?"
"…a kiss?"
"A peck is what it was. This is a kiss."
"Ike—mmmph—mmm…"
Pit drank in the erotic kissing couple like that horrible, cherry-flavored cough syrup that Doctor Mario made him take whenever he had an itchy throat. Seeing someone you've loved since Day One kissing someone else in such a salacious way wasn't exactly easy to stomach. The poor, transcendental boy was getting dizzy by watching Ike and Link's ruthless tongues dart in and out—back and forth—of each other's mouths, receiving earfuls of lustful moans that rung about in his head like resounding liberty bells, most of them coming from Link.
Ganondorf was heading towards the arena, until he spotted the lip-locking men, growling in disgust. That was the sixth time that he's caught them kissing in multiple places: in the mansion and out on the fields to name a few.
"DISGUSTING! WHY WON'T YOU TWO EVER DO THAT PRIVATELY?! NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THAT!"
Ike held his precious up with one arm—still keeping contact with his lips—using the other to give the resurrected king of evil his well-deserved middle finger.
Having nothing to say to that, he simply shook his head, leaving the two to their kiss.
"Last call for: Ganondorf, Ike, Captain Falcon and Wolf! Please report to the center of the stadium!"
That was a euphemism for "hurry your ass up".
Link—reluctantly—was the daring soul to end their lovely smooch, "There, you got your kiss. Now go!"
"Just one more… C'mere..."
Ike pulled him closer, holding Link the way he knew he liked being held.
Tight.
"We have all day and night to do that, love... But I'll bargain with you: If you win, you get more kisses. If you lose, you get nothing."
The indigo-haired traveler grinned, licking his significantly battered lips.
"Now that's something to fight for!"
A swift kiss to the lips.
"Argh—Ganon, that prick. He's got quite some nerve… Be right back, babe. Got some business to take care of."
Link smiled, wishing him luck, afterwards taking a seat closely beside Pit, who was fiendishly squishing an ant that had bitten him on his calve with his index finger. It was one of the big, burly ones; it reminded him too much of Ike. That was why he was giving it hell.
"Sorry about that, Pi—Oh goodness! Are you alright?! Did you get bitten?"
Pit soothed the bright, red bump with his fingers, replying in a melancholic tone,
"Yeah… But I'm fine."
Link softly shooed the angel's hand away, almost placing this entire leg into his lap. He caressed the nasty bite sensibly with his thumb, muttering something to himself.
…Pit thought he was going to die.
"You're always getting hurt..." Link pointed out, digging into his pocket and pulling out a small tube of what appeared to be medicine.
"I am..."
...You have no idea.
The thoughtful hero squeezed the little tube, a clear substance extracting from it, which he caught on his finger. He applied it to the angel's newly-formed red hill, rubbing it in.
"There we go..."
Pit was returned his leg; he didn't really want it back. Link could have his leg any day.
"It shouldn't itch as much... And I'm no doctor, but, it works for me!"
Link put away his antidote...
"…You love Ike a lot, huh?"
"Oh yes… More than anything. We've been through so much together... He's my world."
'Your world', you say?
"Oh… Wow. That's... very deep."
"Yes... I must sound really stupid… I guess that's what love makes you do, right? Say idiotic things? Hey… I've always wondered… Is there someone special to you, Pit? Someone that you love dearly? Someone that makes you say stupid things, too?"
"S-Someone special to me? Uh—! Um—I… I…" The green-loving man softly stared back at him, that famous, treasured smile that never ceased to make his plump lips tremble.
"Yes… There is someone special to me. He's—"
Pit slapped a hand over his lips, but it was too late.
The dreaded pronoun had already left his mouth.
Link looked like he had been slapped.
"…Pit? You're… You're…?"
He concentrated his gaze to his lap, looking anywhere and at anyone except for Link.
"I think I am. I think I'm like you and Ike… But I do not know what that is called."
"The official term for it is homosexual, but the more commonly used—and favorite—is gay. But it depends… Are you attracted to the opposite sex as well?"
"I… I… Well, I'm not completely sure… It's just that…" Pit bashfully glanced over his shoulder and onto his crush, examining his lovely face, reminiscing on the day when he was positively sure that he was in love with Link, "…the very first time I saw him… I developed a strange sense of admiration. There are so many positive things about him; I don't have enough fingers or toes to count them all! As I closely observed him more and more each day, I unknowingly became addicted. I had to see him every day, or everything around me would seem to go wrong...
One day… He looked me in the eyes for the very first time, smiled, waved, and walked away. Then—by those simple, little gestures—that smile shot an arrow straight to my heart, and I fell in love. Just like that. It was instant and infinite; I didn't care what gender he was—I looked past that. It was just something about his being—that smirk on his lips—that roped me in.
He's not like everyone else. He's different. And quiet, sweet, perfect... He has the kind of smile that'd make your heart stop... When I look at him, I get chills, my hands get sweaty and my heart races in my chest… That's how bad I have it for him. And if I could, I'd give him anything… I'd give him everything…"
Link "aww"ed, "Pit… That is so sweet… I can tell that you really, truthfully love this person just by the tone of your voice…"
The celestial being lost himself in the clear water seas before him.
Why did Link have to be so beautiful?
"Yeah… I guess being in love does make you say crazy things…"
"This guy... It's Marth, isn't it? He's single, you know…"
"GAH—N-No! He's—He's someone from home…" he lied.
"Ahh, that's a shocker… Have you told him how you felt? Usually that's the first step in starting a relationship. Although it's very nerve-wrecking if it's your—"
"—No."
Pit looked to his crossed legs.
"I… I can't."
Link adorably tilted his head, trying to meet his friend's gaze.
"Butterflies? Fear of rejection? He isn't homosexual?"
The saddened angel swallowed, picking a blade of grass. He tore it into shreds.
"No… He's homosexual, yes, but he's already with another... he's already in love. And I… compared to his lover? There's no competition. He has me beat in every category that I can think of: strength, intelligence, looks… And it hurts so much, because I'm so deeply in love with y—ERR—this guy, but I know that he'll never love me back... No matter how much I pray to Palutena…"
…A love crisis.
The angst words plucked the stricken blonde's heart strings; he had never seen the amethyst-eyed angel so… depressed before. Unrequited love is a very, very painful feeling to experience, and he knew how it could indubitably crush a person's spirit with a piping-hot, iron fist. He saw the same thing happen to Marth, except it wasn't unrequited love he was struggling with. It was cowardice. Pit seemed to be having the same symptoms his royal friend did, but with his guidance and reassurance, he would make sure that Pit and his crush would—for sure—become a happy couple.
The "Almighty Guru" was back in business.
"Pit…"
Link's hands crawled through the grass, taking the angel's cold hands out of his lap and sandwiching them between his own. The winged human's lavender eyes lit up.
"Whatever you do—no matter how hopeless it seems—never, ever give up," said Link, in all seriousness.
"...Never give up?"
"Yep. Never. Love... it's—it's like your dreams... you don't give up on your dreams, right?"
Pit rubicund cheeks gave off heat; Link's hands were so warm...
His were so... clammy.
"...No."
"What is your most treasured dream, Pit? What do you want more than anything?"
You... I want you, was what he yearned to say, and had to fasten his tongue down with his teeth to keep it from slipping out.
"Him... I want to be with him. He is my most treasured dream."
Link softly smiled, "If he is that precious to you, then you shouldn't let him go just that easily. By the way you've described him, I think that this guy is definitely worth all the blood, sweat, and tears. Don't lose hope just because he is already taken; that means nothing! Keep pursuing him! Follow your dream... You never know when something miraculous might happen..."
Pit looked to the sky... to his goddess.
"But for so long I have waited for that perfect moment... Nothing has happened... What if... what if nothing ever happens? What will I do then?"
"Piiiit... No relationship is perfect! Even Ike and I have our fights. Maybe the one you love and his lover might have a big argument one day. And he's heartbroken; he doesn't know what to do with himself... Then you could come to his aid and be his hero... You could be the one to pick him up and wipe all his tears away... He would definitely see the love that shines within you, then, because I see it... I can see it radiating off of you. A thick aura... or maybe that's just the canine in me... it hasn't worn off yet."
The angel's heart skipped a beat.
"You... you can see it?"
"Yes... I can feel it, too. It's very strong; hard to ignore, actually. But don't ever give up on the one you love, especially over a reason like that. Okay?"
Pit felt his heart ache, the good kind of ache. He really needed to hear that, and with the mental image of he and Link finally becoming one did not seem like a distant dream...
"Okay."
"Promise me."
Pit beamed at this demand, looking pointblank into Link's vibrant, blue orbs.
"I promise... I'll never give up on my dream. Because one day, it might actually come true... I don't know when nor how, but until then, I'll only dream about him."
Link's lips made a happy line; it was so precious... He released Pit's hands and they both looked to the heavens.
I'll never give up on you...
"The winner is: Ike!"
The crowd went ballistic. Ike waved to all of his loyal fans, winking and smiling and what have you. He exited the stage in high spirts; he couldn't wait to get back to Link.
A Minute Later...
"So, where's my kiss?"
Link rolled his eyes with an undeniable smirk—it became a habit. He approached him and rewarded his mate with his mouth. Ike—giddy—followed his amour to their tree, joining him and Pit once more. Marth soon became a new addition to the party, and all three of them chattered away...
Everyone was happy.
A little too happy, according to the open-eyed Pit.
Something's not right here...
He stared at Link for a little bit, one of his favorite past times... investigating.
Link has the right to be happy. He's in love and is loved, an excellent fighter, beautiful smile, gorgeous hair, soft eyes—I'm getting distracted...
Ike was his next target...
Ike... Well, he has Link, which is a major plus for him. He makes sure everybody knows it, too, carrying him around like he's his trophy. It makes me sick. There's something that just doesn't feel right about him. I can't lay my finger on it... but he seems, I don't know... flawed in some way.
Then he inspected Marth...
Marth? He's still broken over that one guy who left him, I suppose. But he seems to be doing fine now, which is good. He's Link's best friend, and the two are closer than anything I've seen... But he also seems a little too close to Ike for my taste. But that's just my personal opinion. Nothing odd about him so far...
"Will our next contestants please step forth: Peach, Link, R.O.B., and Kirby! Please report to the center of the stadium!"
"That's me!"
Link leaped out of Ike's arms—pecking Ike's lips—itching to fight.
"Here I go!"
And he took off, leaving Marth, Ike, and the invisible Pit underneath the shady tree.
"Wow... He's a little... eager," Marth commented, filling in Link's empty space with his own body. They both shared an intimate gander, both of their communicating eyes twinkling with some emotion that confused Pit.
All this smiling...
"Yeah... He hasn't fought for a day due to that head injury that you caused him..."
"Oh yeah... my fault," Marth frowned, those adorable, thin lips dipping at the edges.
"No... It's okay. You apologized; he forgives you..."
Ike friendlily stroked his thigh in comfort, an ulterior smile etched deeply on his lips. Marth pulled some hair behind his ears bashfully, grinning, a hint of pink in his creamy cheeks. He loved it when Ike touched him and gave him that smile... He would've kissed him, but the angel was present, and that he did not like. He would have to get rid of him—if only for a moment—somehow.
"Aren't you thirsty? After all that fighting you must want something to drink," asked the enigmatic prince, flirtatiously batting his lashes.
"'Guess that you could say that I am a little... thirsty—" he moaned, licking his bottom lip as he took in the sight of the prince's graceful body.
Marth giggled, "scootching" an inch or two closer to Ike, shoving more hair out of his face. Pit eyebrows scrunched; he was pretty sure that the thirsty he was thinking of was not the same as the other man's. He asked Palutena for forgiveness for his unchaste thoughts that accumulated moments after and continued to observe the two men from the corner of his eye, and the three children who were play-fighting and tackling each other in the grass.
Multi-tasking was a hard thing to do.
"You should get a drink then... Pit?"
"Y—Yes?!"
"Could you get Ike some water, pretty please?!" asked Marth with his hands clasped together, impassioned eyes sparkling like water.
"Sure!" he instantly replied without reconsideration or hesitation. He sprang to his feet, heading towards the mansion.
"Thanks, Pit!"
"Thank you, honey! He's so nice, isn't he...?"
Pit went over his thoughts, collecting lots of data...
Clever, Marth. Very clever. Sending me away so that you can have some alone time with Ike. I don't think Link would like that... If I were him, I wouldn't want someone who was extremely attractive as myself and manipulating alone with my lover. Maybe they're talking about something super private. I could understand that... but Marth turned red when Ike whispered something to him... I could not hear what it was, but it made him smile really big...
Could they be...?
No. Marth would never do that to Link... They're best friends and Ike loves him a lot... But I've always had my suspicions about those two.
...I should keep a special eye on them.
xXx
Friday was the busiest weekday for everyone: from the people in the stadium to the Smashers in the manor. The tickets always sold out at an incredible rate on Friday; the reason for this sudden shortage?
Why it was Karaoke Friday, of course!
The matches were cut a few hours short, the festivities beginning when the sun met the horizon.
What exactly is Karaoke Friday?
Simple. Every Friday, not only do the Smashers sing requested songs that he, she, or the audience has chosen, but they also perform dances, skits, and just about anything else the people screaming and cheering in the stands wanted to see. It was kind of like a way of giving back to the audience and thanking them for all their love and support.
But this Friday was special.
Last week, Marth had announced to the crowd that he and Link would be performing "Hare Hare Yukai" on stage as the opening act. And it was that very announcement that caused all of the tickets to sell out thirty minutes after they opened the booths that morning. The modern coliseum was filled a little over its maximum capacity and all you could hear were shrieking, rabid fan girls.
All of the battlers were in a more, relaxed attire, taking their special seats a few feet above the stadium. All were present, except for the blonde swordsmen and the favored bluenettes.
Pit—dressed in a casual white tee and jeans—looked for his beloved everywhere, the kids tagging along behind him like obedient hatchlings, following their mother wherever she went. On Friday, Link would usually sit by him. Sometimes so close, their skin would lightly kiss, jolts of pleasure sending chills from his head to his toes.
The sensual chemistry of it all... He loved sitting next to him for that very reason.
It was his guilty pleasure.
"Piiiit, can we sit down now? We've been walking around forever...!" complained Toon Link.
"Just a second, guys... I'm... I'm trying to find someone."
The two groaned; Lucas kept quiet.
"Is it Link again? You're always looking for Link!" added the watchful Ness, walking more slowly, in very deep thought. Toon Link matched his pace with his friend, and soon stayed behind with him. The two boys whispered things back and forth, giggling and snorting behind Pit's back.
"You ask him!"
"Noooo, you ask!"
"Fine, Geez! Hey, Pit?" Ness spoke.
"Yes?"
"Do you like Link or somethin'?"
"No! Do you like like Link?" Toon Link corrected.
And it just kept adding.
"Yeah! Like, REALLY like like Link?"
"Like, ABSOLUTELY—"
The angel stopped completely.
"NO! NO, NO, NO, I do not like Link! He is... is just my friend... that's all..." he explained to his little ones with much disappointment apparent in his voice.
The two sniggered immaturely.
"Then why do you talk so funny when you're around him?" asked Ness.
"Yeah?! An' why do you turn red?"
Pit stomped his foot.
"LOOK. That is completely normal! Now you two hush! I do not want to hear any more of this from you, do you read me?!"
"Yes sir!"
They continued their mission—or rather Pit's—and ran into one of the princesses and Samus who had cameras suspending from their necks from a lanyard.
Zelda! She should know where Link is!
"Um... Zelda? Have you seen Link?"
"Link? Hmm, no, not yet. He and Marth are probably getting ready in the dressing room, putting on their uniforms..."
Samus nodded in agreement, a faint smile on her lips. She was a great fan of Marth's.
"Er—uniforms?"
"Yes...! They're going to be dancing on stage! I cannot wait to see how Link looks in a schoolgirl uniform!"
He gulped.
"Sch—Schoolgirl uniforms...?"
That meant Link was going to be bouncing around in a miniskirt.
A thin, short, revealing little skirt.
Pit unconsciously wiped away the invisible drool with his fore palm.
He was going to spend a lot of time repenting to his goddess tonight for the many "thoughts" to come.
xXx
After their umpteenth time of last minute rehearsing, Link and Marth took a quick shower and water break. Ike—impatient as ever—waited outside of the dressing room for the two men, leaning against the wall.
"Are you guys almost done?! The show starts at five-thirty and you're the opening act."
"Wait just a minute, will you?! I'm almost finished with Link's make up!"
Ike puffed, Make up...?
"That boyfriend of yours..." Marth continued, powering Link's nose. He adorably sneezed, tiny particles huddling around his nostrils, the minerals flying everywhere like pollen. His entire face was covered in it.
"...Sorry, Marth," he sniffled.
"It's okay! I can always get some more."
He grabbed a tissue and took away the excess powder from his face.
"Finished! Now all that's left to do is put our costumes oooooon!"
The prince hustled over to the closet, home to many of the craziest, creepiest, and most colorful costumes that they've been using since last year. But Link had never seen the schoolgirl ones.
Marth emerged from the darkness, two female, high school uniforms clutched in his hands.
"Ta-daaaaaah! Aren't they cute?! I've had them for some years now... and there was never an occasion where I would actually wear it... but they're still good! Here you go!"
Link took his, observing it carefully.
They shed their tees and shorts, slipping on the girly threads.
Link felt naked.
"Um… Marth?"
"Yes? Is there something wrong?" He was tying an orange ribbon into his hair to match the character he was representing, looking at his friend from a sideways view.
"Erm… Are these blouses supposed to be this short? And aren't the skirts a little too revealing…?"
He rubbed his chin, inspecting his friend's body.
A little tummy showed, and his legs.
Oh God, his legs.
Marth felt himself lusting.
"Well, I did have them for a while… I was probably a bit smaller then…"
'A bit'?
"Ugh—why are you so conservative, Link?! You have a nice, flat stomach! And the skirt's not too short. Have you ever heard of schoolgirl skirts ever being too short?!"
Link blushed, his self confidence level dropping as his friend lectured him.
"…I don't know if I want to do this anymore… especially while wearing this…"
"Noooooo! Please Linky?! You look hot, you really do! I've always wanted to do this dance, but no one would ever want to do it with me and you're the first person to agree!"
Marth enveloped his friend's body, gently squeezing him.
"It'll be fun! You don't want to disappoint our fans! You… you don't want to disappoint… me… Right?"
How could he possibly say "no" to those puppy dog eyes?
"For you—and the fans—I will do it. And… it's really not all that bad… it's... cute."
The prince cheesed.
"I love you!"
Marth milked the sweetness out of his best pal, his smile bright enough to light a thousand suns for the next hundred years.
That's what I want to see, Marth… That beautiful smile of yours.
Afterwards, he brought from the closet their snow white leg warmers and Mary Jane's.
"I can't wait to see Ike in his uniform!"
"Ike…?"
"Yeah! You did ask him to dance with us… He said 'yes'… right?"
Link did not respond as he slipped on his shoes.
They fit like a dream...
"Did you?!"
"I was planning to tonight… but Marth, do you honestly think Ike's going to wear a little skirt in front of thousands and thousands of people?! Much less shake his hips?!"
Marth panicked.
"No… No, this can't be happening! Link you know 'Hare Hare Yukai' requires at least three people! Where are we going to get a third person on such short notice?!"
Ike kicked down the door. Marth and Link yelped unfittingly, holding onto the other for dear life.
"Let's go—"
The dust and debris settled to the ground, and what he found was better than what he expected.
"My God, Ike!"
"I told you that we were almost finished! You didn't have to kick down the damned door!"
The traveler swallowed hard, feeling a nose bleed coming on.
They dusted their selves off, smoothing their skirts and fluttering their lashes... Well, Marth fluttered them.
"How do we look?"
Ike lost his voice box along with the ability to speak; the sight of the two most precious people in his life in such provocative clothing burnt his retinas way better than any hydro-nuclear bomb could. He cleared his throat and closed his mouth, licking his lips to wipe up any drool that dribbled from them. To his astonishment, there was none.
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
Marth giggled, and the flustered archer blushed, playing with his fingers. Ike had never seen him in a skirt before. He swept Link into his arms; it was like picking an apple out of a tree...
Easy.
"Now don't we look cute?"
The little, blonde one laughed, slapping him on the head.
"…Thank you."
Marth shifted his weight onto one foot and set his hands on his hips. He was getting very jealous. He watched them mutter some things back and forth to each other, noticing Ike's obvious hand slip under his shirt, drumming his fingers about the nice, smooth skin… Link appeared to smile at this, giving his boyfriend the kind of kiss that would lead to other things...
But the prince wasn't going to sit there and watch it happen.
"—Link has something to ask you! It's about the dance!"
Ike slid his tongue out of its pleasantly warm home.
"Oh really? What is it, babe?"
Link turned to look at Marth, then back into his love's beautiful, crystal blue eyes.
"Uh…Yeah. H-Honey?"
He grabbled with Ike's hair and decided he would use the kiss-up tactic.
"Hmmm?"
"You know… The dance Marth and I are performing tonight? 'Hare Hare Yukai'?"
"Yup. Can't wait to see it."
Link pressed his lips together.
"Um… Well… We never did find a third person… and we really need one… so… er… I was just wondering if you could… um… be…"
Ike knew where this was going. And he didn't like it. He slowly backed away from his blonde, his eyes squinted.
"…You want me to dance with you two? On stage? In a little skirt?"
Link bit his finger, "Uh huh…"
"HELL NO."
"Pleeeeeease?! We need you, Ike!" pleaded the prince, tears welling in his dreamy pupils, "We can't do this without you!"
Ike closed his eyes to avoid giving in, rubbing the back of his head.
"I don't know… Why me? Couldn't you find anyone else?!"
"You're the only one who knows most of it!"
This was true. When Marth and Link rehearsed, he was the one to push "play", "pause", and "stop" on the boom box. He watched them lip synch and dance many, many times, the movements embedded in his mind. He had to stop himself from singing along and dancing sometimes, that's how contagious the song was. But him? In a skimpy, little skirt?
He couldn't do it.
He wouldn't do it.
"Sweethearts… I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I just… can't do this."
Marth discharged into tears, burying his face into Link's shirt, wailing like the big baby he could be at times.
"Liiiiiiiink! DO SOMETHIIIIING!"
The blonde—again his comforter—pat his back, knowing that this was just another fresh batch of crocodile tears. He always used them to get what he wanted. He didn't buy it, but Ike did, and Marth knew it.
"Shh… Don't cry… you'll ruin your pretty make up."
"But h-he won' dance with us…! Talk to him!"
Link flashed the indigo-haired traveler a jubilant smirk, folding his arms. He had already won this charade.
But Ike did not know that.
"My shirts…"
Ike slanted his head.
"Huh?"
"My shirts. You know, the one's you shrunk? Remember when you said that you'd do anything to make it up to me? Well, that 'anything' is dancing with Marth and I tonight."
Ike snickered, "Hmph, so you're gonna corner me with that? And what if I don't comply?
"I figured you would ask that… If you don't 'comply'..." He arose on his feet, leaning into his ear, "...I'll put you on restriction."
Ike took a step back, almost stumbling over his own feet. He shook his head, jabbing his index finger in the archer's direction.
"No… You wouldn't… You can't..."
Link felt empowered by this reaction, and fed off the energy that wafted from it. For once he felt in control.
"I've done it once, and I'll do it again."
Ike dropped to his knees...
Restriction was one of the worst forms of capital punishment that Ike knew. Link—transforming into a complete sadist—would sexually deprive him for however long he felt necessary. Once Ike was on restriction for a good month, the blonde wore nothing but sweats and "touch-me-nots" to bed—that's what Ike called the long-sleeved shirts and pajama pants. He could not hold him sexually, touch him sexually, or anything else that wielded sexual interest. But Link would also be a little tease. He once wore a scanty top and tight, cut off shorts to sleep in, and he would warn Ike ahead of time that if he laid one finger on him he would extend his punishment for another week of physical starvation. He didn't have the willpower to pull away, so he would just sleep on the couch.
Marth helped Ike relieve his frustration a little bit, willingly having sex with him. But it just wasn't the same. There was no other gratifying sight like seeing Link's face as he peaked... or hearing the sweet, sweet cries of orgasmic pleasure driveling from his mouth.
He bowed to Link, kissing his feet.
"Please, babe, please don't do this to me. Anything but restriction...!"
Ike hugged his legs, "...I love you."
"I'm sorry, Ike. But there is no other option. So which one is it?"
At least he's being merciful this time...
He'd go crazy if he couldn't caress that precious, buttery skin.
Ike gave up.
"Where's the skirt...?"
"WAAAAHN!" At the speed of light, Marth tackled his secret lover to the floor, waving his feet wildly in the air, "Thank you, Ike! Thank you so much! Mwah!"
Ike had been knocked out from the blow to his head against the hard surface of the floor, but he did know that he was kissed.
While Link was present.
Not good.
Fortunate for him, Link didn't think anything of it. Marth would give him kisses like that when he was insanely joyful, so to him it was just another one of his many ways that he displayed his true emotions.
Now that applied to Link.
To Marth, it was totally different, and by the kiss, Ike knew that.
A lively blush tarnished his cheeks, staring at Marth as if he were from another world. He looked up at Link, who was smiling relatively big.
He and his prince would have to talk about this later…
KEEP SCROLLING AFTER THE REVIEWS FOR THE MOST IMPORTANT VOTE OF YOUR LIFE (Well, not the most important, but, um... JUST DO AS I SAY!)
I'm going to split this chapter up into two parts. I'm almost finished with Part Two (just gotta add a scene) so I will add that on either Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday of this week. Latest is Saturday. Depends on how much work I have.
For some reason, I want to make a PitXLink fic... I searched for some a while ago, and like... three came up. THAT'S PATHEDIC! WE SHOULD HAVE MORE! SO HOKAGE-CHAN WILL MAKE MORE! YES!
Revieeews.
royLeingod: You're a RoyXMarth fan, too?! They're not my favorite couple... but I do like them together! I was thinking of all the fluffy things that'd I'd like to do if I had a lover, and so those just kinda came up... and it suited Ike and Marth perfectly to me. Oh yes, there will be LOTS of LinkXPit chappies in the future!! I can't wait for Ike to mess up so I can write 'em!! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! -gives you a rainbow M&M cookie- C:
Gathouria: (By far you have to be the most observative reviewer yet! Yep, his disappearance has something to do with it). Sorry for making you stay up late! This chapter might've made you stay up all night... xD Lol, I'm not so fond MarthXRoy, but they seem so cute together, so I decided to write about them (Yes, Roy is coming back). I love Ike! Ike is my hubby!! x3 Thank you for reviewing! COOKIE. -gives piping hot chocolate chip cookie- :3
DarkItachi22: WAAH! THANK YOU FOR READING MY SORRY EXCUSE OF A FANFIC! I really love PitXLink together too, SO CUTE, NEEEEEEEEE?! Cx -settles down- I love Ike regardless of what he does, and I make Marth a bit of an attention whore in this fic. Link is the shy, touchy type as you probably have seen in this chapter and the others, and Pit is extra extra shy, but he has strong motives... Heh heh... - w - Who will be left for Pit? Who will be left for Link? HELL, I WANT SOMEONE TOO! xD You, too, are another one of my observative reviewers! Marth and Pit? Hmm... Link crying his eyes out to Pit...? Most definitely will happen... I won't hurt Pit... I love him, too!! And the other questions I cannot answer yet. But I shall in the upcoming chapters C: I'M GLAD THAT YOU LIKE IT! THANK YOU SO MUCH! -cookie-
Leah: Lol, I was thinking about my mom when I wrote that... xD Thanks for reviewing! -hands cookie- C:
Miss Paisley: -cocks head adorably- What's OTP? :3 -Is not familiar with the abbreviations- IkeXMarth is a very great couple, but too common for my taste. Yet I still like them, but IkeXLink is my favorite x3 Ahh, please, my writing is horrible... Admit it. -Hands a chocolate chip cookie-
Mel: Aren't Ike and Link precious?! Uwwwaaaaahhhh... Ehem yes, PitXLink is another one of my favorites, but Ike and Link? No other couple is better. None, I tell you, NONE!! xD Thanks for your review! -cookie-
Kurai: Haa haaaaa, Weegee visited you, yes? Cx Hmm, so you think Link will leave Ike for Pit, and Ike will waltz on over to Marth and everyone will be happy. Nice job, but I'm not saying that's how it's gonna be. You all have to find that out. But yes, that leaves Roy. Who will he be with whenever he comes back? Thanks for your kind review! -cooooookie-
Sachiko V: Is it extra scary now? I think this chapter is an extra 3,000 words... Hmmm... anyway... Yeeeah, Ike kinda has to switch gears lot. When he's alone with Marth he can show his love for him as much as he wants, but when Link comes around he immediately has to go into that "boyfriend/lover" mode and forget all about Marth. Because remember, Link does not know what's going on. Yeah... This is pretty scary. Oh my god, on Twilight Princess I love it when he dies (or faints... or... whatever)! Even that's cute! (I'm weird, yes...) But yeah, that smile? Precious. Simply precious. Are you surprised that Link didn't dislike the uniforms as much as you thought he would? And how Ike even wore one? xDDD
A is for Angst: And you are one of those many people I thanked for the kind wish of my excellence in school! Thank you!! x3 Ahh, yes... That was very fun to write! I'm not really a fan of MarthXRoy, but they're such a cute pair. And of course Roy wanted some of that ass! xD
NyoChan: Naaah, I'm just a regular 9th grader... xD But thank you! Are you happy that Link got the proposal instead of Marth? See, I didn't tell ya that the proposal was gonna be positive or negative, now did I?
Kufuffelupagus: Yes, Roy will come back. Everyone has to fuck up first. And it has already begun!! AAHH! You are another one that wished me luck in school! -squeezes- THANK YOOOOOU!
Ernoma: This one prolly took ya all night xD I'm sorry that they're ridiculously long, the ones after this won't be as lengthy. Well, he's a manwhore for a very good reason... xD And yeah... Link is trusting and all, and Marth and Ike are just taking advantage of that. I feel bad about that too Dx Sorry that this fic is too confusing. Sometimes when I'm writing I have to double check on things. Thank you so much!! C: Hope ya enjoyed the PitXLnk!
xXAngelic ScarsXx: Lol, no, much to Marth's disappointment, they did not have sex. Hee hee. Hmm, the pillows? Yes... I love the fluffy moments! I wanna lover to do fluffy things with toooooo D: Haa haa, I'm busy with school work. And all boys want is sex in high school... Well, the ones here do - 3 - YES! HE WEARS MAKE UP!
Wind Kaizer: Ike totally fucked up tonight, didn't he? Pit will most certainly make a move (eventually), Ike's adultery will be dealt with soon, and the random pain caused by fruit? Hmm, gotta think about that one. Thanks for your review!! (CSI? - w -)
Green of Four Swords: Isn't my Link precious? (Sorry that my fic has made your mood irregular... xD). Yeah, but Ike will get caught soon! Mark my words, what goes around, comes around! And he'll get what's coming to him! Every bit of it!! Whass wrong with PitXLink? D: At first, I couldn't see two ukes together like you, but as I thought deeper... I can sorta see Pit getting a little naughty with Link... Yes, I most certainly make Roy come back. All hell will break loose then!! THANKS FOR YOUR REVIEW! I'm all outta chocolate chip so you gets a sugar cookie! -hands cookie- :3
azel-chan: Most people couldn't figure out what the proposal meant. Do you get it now? I will make more chapters about MarthXRoy until he gets back. "Poor Marth" and "Manwhore Ike"? xDDD That had me rollin for some reason. I hope you liked this really long chapter!
The Mad Joker: Wasn't the IkeXMarth precious?! I love making Ike sweet in his own unique way, it's quite funny, actually, when he tries to be sweet with Link.
Rayestar Ikina: THERE'S LINKXROY?! -looks around- WHERE?! MUST--FIND--FIC!! OmO Marth is much nicer when he gets his way... Right now, English Two is pretty easy so far. We're reading a book called Alas, Babylon, and it's pretty interesting. About Nuclear war and crap like that. Very interesting. You bet your ass that I'm using my locker! I got textbooks that are as thick as cakes!! And I got a bottom locker, too! UGGGGHHHH!
Midnight Crystal Sage: Last but not least, most definitely! Lol, I think Link would make an excellent--er--mother? Father? He'd make an excellent parent! Yeah! That! xDDD Yeah, I was gonna make the fruit be apples instead of bananas, but bananas was more fun! Marth needed some love, too! Even if he is lying to Link! Hells yeah! Pit finally catches them! I take it that you are happy with this chapter, ne?
Goodness! I love replying reviews, but I'm beginning to get so many that I might hafta reply indiviually (and I'm too lazy to see if I spelled that right... sorry).
In Part Two: Ike, Link and Marth perform 'Hare Hare Yukai' on stage! Afterwards, Pit catches Marth and Ike doing naughty things. Ike invites Link on a dinner date, proposing to him something that might break his heart. Towards the end of the night, Ike seeks Marth, consulting him about his "problem". (Basically this is a more detailed description on Chapter Eight's 'Next Chapter' section xDDD)
Next Chapter… Pit tattletales to Link about what he saw despite Marth's heedful warning. Doubting, but very conscious about the whole situation, Link emotionally questions Ike about this, their love, trust, and relationship tested!
I think somewhere in Chapter Eleven is when Link is going to find out the truth. So be on the lookout fot that, hoho...
IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!IMPORTANT!
Ha ha, now that I have your attention…
Listen darlings, Hokage needs your help. I just CANNOT decide on this one, important decision! I believe in democracy, so when such a thing like this happens I take votes and I only write what readers want to see! Now, here's my dilemma:
I know it says "PitXLink" in the summary. But for me, it just means that they will have some sort of relationship; Pit's not necessarily the seme just because his name is first (oh, but they do get naughty... SPOILER. e 'w' e) BUT… Some of you might want Pit to be the aggressor, and Link the totally adorable submissive… or vice versa. Maybe you've already mentally chosen Link to be the seme, and Pit the uke, and others just the opposite. I want to make things a little more… concrete.
That's easy to understand, ne?
The reviewers who don't care much for the couple? Vote just for the heck of it. I'd help me alot - 0 -
So… YOU get the chance to decide between two choices (and by the way, whatever you pick will not alter the story at all).
Here they are:
Choice A: Seme Pit and Uke Link
or
Choice B: Seme Link and Uke Pit
The score starts at zero, and voting only lasts until the next chapter, so vote in this review—include your preferred choice—and in Chapter Ten (NOT CHAPTER NINE: PART TWO) I will announce the results in the "Author's Note". Whichever one has the most votes, that's what I'm going to choose to write.
Easy, ne?
Score:
Choice A: 0
Choice B: 0
Choose wisely! Your vote counts!
C8
Much Love,
HokageAkamaru