Yay!! Double digits!

Chapter 10

"You said that that Naga would get rid of that brat for sure!" accused DDD, pouting

"We deeply regret the inconvenience," apologized Customer Service, shrugging, "However, we do have something else that might interest you,"

"What is it?" asked DDD, slightly interested

Customer service held up two small bottles, one pink, one red.

"These just so happen to be bottled up emotions, rage, and love."

"What am I supposed to do with those?"

"They are more powerful than any demon beast, if you use them correctly,"

"Explain,"

"Throw these emotions in the victims face and they will be either overcome by love or rage for the first person they see,"

DDD laughed at this thought,

"I don't even want to know where you got them,"

"I'm glad you didn't ask. However, they are rather pricy," Customer Service smiled

"Just send them!"

The transmitter whirred and lit up as the bottled emotions were downloaded into the king's greedy clutches.

As the light disappeared, four bottles sat neatly in a box with Nightmare's seal on the side.

"What are the extra bottles for?" asked DDD, confused

"Antidote," explained Customer Service, "In case of accidents,"

"Awsome! I already have plans for them," the king smiled evilly. He was interrupted by an ear piercing scream that came from several stories below. (Yup, it's Amber)

"What was that?" King DDD asked himself, he shook his head, believing he was tired and imagining things. He grabbed the bottled emotions and went to bed.

…



Amber and Blade reached Meta Knight's room, Amber collapsed as soon as they stepped inside.

Only Meta Knight and Sword had been in the room when they entered. Tiff had gone home due to the fact that her parents were already furious for staying out so late.

"What happened?" asked Sword, sitting up and regretting he did so as pain shot up his chest.

"How would you feel if you had been tortured half to death and then had raw demon energy emit out of you mouth?"

Sword went pale, which he was doing a lot lately.

"Geez,"

Meta Knight got up and checked he forehead.

"She's running a high fever. Her body didn't take having demon energy pulled out of her all at once so well."

Blade bent down next to her and squeezed her hand, as if that would cure her.

"I'm going to go get some ice," he said, tired

As Blade left, Sword asked, "I hope he takes it alright when she has to leave,"

"I usually have complete confidence in Blade most of the time," Meta Knight assured, "I'm sorry to say that this is not one of those times,"

Sword sighed; it was all he could do.

"I know," said Meta Knight, as if he could translate it into a decent sentence.

Soon enough, Blade came back, carrying a small bag full of ice. He set onto her forehead. Then, like Amber, they let sleep take over their bodies.

The next day, Amber woke up to find that Meta Knight and Blade hade left. Sword was lying on Meta Knight's bed, still asleep. She got up and walked over to him, pain shooting through her body with each step.

She knelt next to him, checking his bandages, they still held. He had stopped bleeding.

Amber sighed her relief and lay back down on the floor. Not her ideal bed, but at the moment, she could sleep on white hot needles and she wouldn't care.

The next time she woke up, (which was about 5 minutes later) to the sound of rustling. She opened her eyes to see Sword attempting to get out of bed



"Morning," yawned Amber, standing next to him,

Sword only grunted, now he was trying to get his armor on, only to fall back on Meta Knight's bed which caused him to cry out in pain.

"Here, I'll give you a hand," offered Amber and she grabbed Sword's shoulder pads and breastplate

Sword muttered a quick thanks and stood still while Amber attempted to put on his armor.

Only when she had finished, she realized that there was a gaping hole in the center of the breastplate.

Sword looked down and groaned

"Don't worry, you can tell people you were in a terrible battle and that that is only a flesh wound,"

Sword laughed at this idea and grabbed his helmet, sliding it over his face,

"Are you sure you're ok?" asked Amber, concerned

"I'll be fine," Sword reassured her and he walked out of the room

Amber followed him, just in case he was wrong. They were just walking around a corner when Dedede called (I'm going to spell his name the right way now), "Hey Sword!"

Both Sword and Amber turned to see Dedede and Escargoon strutting towards them

Dedede was holding a bottle in each hand. One was red and the other pink.

All of a sudden, Dedede unstopped the pink bottle and threw the contents in Swords face. Sword coughed and spluttered as the pink, sparkly solution ran past the slit in his mask and into his face.

Dedede and Escargoon ran as fast as they could, which, in retrospect, wasn't very fast.

Sword fell to the floor, Amber rushing to his side.

Sword looked up at Amber. She seemed prettier, glowing almost. His eyes softened the longer he stared.

Amber noticed him looking at her and asked, "Uh… Sword, are you alright?"

Sword smiled, "I am now,"

Amber was confused, "Ok…"

She helped Sword up and as she did so, he accidentally/on purpose fell against her



Sword is not one for subtlety.

"Oops,"

Amber blushed, but not in a good way. She had to find out what was going on. Whatever Dedede had thrown in Sword's face was making him act embarrassingly annoying.

She ran off, Sword trailing after her, in a staggering way. Amber had run slower than she would have due to the fact that Sword was injured and she didn't want to loose him.

He caught up to her and asked, "Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?"

Amber groaned, this new and in love Sword was getting one her nerves.

She turned and grabbed Swords shoulders. "What is up with you Sword?!"

Swords only answer was taking of his helmet and grabbing her arms.

"Wha-," Amber didn't have time to finish as Sword pressed his lips against hers.

Amber screamed inside her head and tried to pull away. When this didn't work, she bit his bottom lip. Sword let go and put his hand to his mouth. Blood was oozing down his chin.

Before he could do anything else, Amber ran as fast as she could down the hall. She didn't care if she was leaving Sword alone, she just wanted to find Blade and Meta Knight fast.

Whatever Dedede had thrown in Swords face had caused him to fall in love with her.

…

Amber finally found Meta Knight and Blade as Dedede and Escargoon appeared around the opposite corner.

"Hey! Meta Knight!" called Dedede as Amber caught up with them

"NO! Don't – Ahhh!!" Escargoon tripped her while she was running and she fell to the ground.

Dedede realized that Amber would blow the entire thing if he didn't act fast so he unstopped the bright red bottle and threw the contents in Meta Knight's face.

The liquid oozed past the slit in Meta Knight's mask and onto his face just like it had done with Sword.

She was prepared for an uncalled for and annoying embrace from Meta Knight, but when she looked up, Meta Knight's eyes were a bright red. He had unsheathed Galaxia and was staring daggers at her.



"Amber," Meta Knight said, anger in his voice," Prepare… to… DIE!!"

Amber grabbed Blade's arm and they both ran down the hall as fast as they could, Meta Knight racing behind them.

"SWORD BEAM!" the star warrior shouted, and a bright flash of light whipped towards them. Amber and Blade jumped out of the way just in time but when Amber looked up again. A small piece of her hair fell to the ground.

They kept running, past Sword, who had been leaning against a wall glumly but at the sight of Amber, he jumped up and gave chase behind Meta Knight.

Amber and Blade ran towards the throne room and ran inside. Locking the door behind them. They heard a thud on the other side of the door and protruding out of the door a few millimeters away from Amber's head was the tip of Galaxia.

Hope you liked this! I thought it would be kind of funny. Please review! Please please please!!