I really like this chapter, but it rambles, and is very, very long. So long I stopped and decided to make this part 1, because this storyline is cool w
Aaah, too much to write into chapters…..as for the lemon, I have no idea how I'm slotting it in, but it will definitely be at the end, I assure you- I don't want to make it angsty lemon.
ITS LONG. That's all I wanna say about this. Disclaimer as always, sorry for any spelling errors- and enjoy!
Oh, also review. I like reviews. Very much. They taste like cookies.
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It hurts.
It hurts….I feel like….there was something important….but I cannot…remember….Pain.…..
That's all there is….and…voices…. sound like…they are being…drowned out by a veil…of water…
It hurts….
I want….nothing more…than to die….
-----------------Ike's P.O.V.---------------
They won't let me see him. They won't even let me talk to him…
I rolled over on my bed, staring blankly at the wall presented in front of me.
I didn't feel like doing anything. All I felt like doing was lying here, and dying.
Not even Marth will tell me how my angel is doing…He breaks into tears before he can start…
I sighed and clenched a fist. I want to see him! I could feel a growl coming out under my breath, my depression once again shifting to anger.
I punched the wall and sat up, furious. "WHY WON'T YOU LET ME SEE HIM?!!?!" I screamed to no one. I threw my pillow across the room, hurtling books off of the far table to the floor with a loud crash.
Marth had switched rooms. He was staying with Link for a while. He was avoiding me.
I never should have left. My mind scolded as I drew my knees up, angry tears stinging my eyes. I glared down at my hands, bringing them up.
I could still feel the warm touch his blood on my hands; I can still feel the pain.
I bit my lip and lashed out at the wall again, causing another crack to form on the once marvelous ocean blue wall.
I can remember when I first woke up from the shock, a few days ago now. Marth was clinging to me, continuously whispering how sorry he was. Mario told me that I couldn't see him…Link was there with Marth to hold me back while I screamed my outrage.
Master Hand restricted me to my room, keeping the door locked all times. Food would be brought, but I wouldn't eat it.
I sighed and put my face in my hands, remembering when I threw Marth up against the wall, demanding why I couldn't see him. Marth had burst into tears and began screaming at me, screaming that he didn't know.
The door's soft click made my head lightly tilt upwards.
I felt the pang of regret as Marth silently moved in, placing the tray on the table, not even sparing a glance, his eyes downcast, before abruptly turning around to leave.
"Wait…Marth." My voice was barely audible, scratchy and sore, but it made the prince hesitate, his scared cobalt eyes flicking to mine.
"How…How is he…doing?" I asked, unable to say my loves name aloud. Marth looked away, biting his lip.
He slowly, hesitantly walked over, hovering for a few cautious moments before sitting at the edge of my bed. He clenched his hands together and hunched over, staring at the ground, his hair obscuring his face.
"He…still isn't awake." He breathed quietly, calmly, afraid.
I cleared my throat uncomfortably, "And his…his…?" I couldn't say it.
Marth shuddered. "His wings…are still degrading, but at a…faster rate. At least a fourth- including the bone…is now gone." He replied shakily.
I also shuddered. His wings were almost a mirror of his health. "What…what will happen…to him…?" I asked weakly, trying to keep it together.
Marth bit his lip and shivered lightly, clenching his eyes shut. Another hair rising shudder coursed through me. "M...Marth?" I prompted, fearing what my mind was telling me.
"I-I'm sorry Ike, I can't tell you any more!" Marth gushed before racing out of the room, slamming the door shut.
I was frozen.
…So…My angel is to die then…
It just wouldn't sink in. He couldn't die. He wouldn't, he can't! But the more I thought it…the more possible it became...
I shuddered violently. Is that why they wouldn't let me see him?? Because he is going to die?!
I leapt to my feet and ran to the door, banging my fists onto it frantically.
"MARTH! MARTH I KNOW YOU'RE STILL THERE!!!" I yelled wildly, the panic and fear a razor edge on my words. "TELL ME! PLEASE! IS PIT GOING TO DIE!?!?" I screamed insanely, my voice breaking on his name.
"I CAN'T TELL YOU!! I CAN'T!!" Marth's strangled cry erupted from behind the thick wood.
"TELL ME!!! PLEASE!!! I BEG YOU!!!" I cried back, tears spilling over as my legs gave way.
I thumped my forehead against the door as I cried. I could hear Marth's muffled sobs echo mine before the quick footsteps signaled he had run away.
--------End Ike's P.O.V.--------
"Marth!"
The room erupted into a surprised commotion as the sobbing Prince stumbled into the room. Peach, Zelda and Link dropped what they were doing to race to his aid while all the others present stared on with horror.
"Did he hurt you??" Link asked worriedly, clutching Marth's shaking shoulders with steady hands to steer the man to a chair.
Marth shook his head heavily, rubbing at his eyes as sobs tore through his throat. He covered his mouth while he shuddered, forcing his eyes to half open to face the worried eyes locked upon him.
"Ike…Ike can't take much more of this…He needs to see him…He's going insane…" Marth sobbed, muffled behind his hands. "Why…why can't we just tell him??" He sobbed angrily.
"Because if we tell him he'll get out of hand, he'd break the walls down trying to find the kid." Snake replied solemnly, sitting back down in his chair and returning to his work.
Marth glared at the man, "I'd rather him do that then torture himself thinking about what we're keeping from him!!" Marth nearly screamed in rage, tears brimming once more at the edges of his eyes in his fury, his face flushed.
"We'd all appreciate that!" Link snapped, "But what will Ike do when he finds Pit, huh??" He yelled. Marth looked away, biting down on his lip angrily.
"See? It will hurt him more knowing he can't do anything, so its better he only knows that he doesn't know!"
"NO!" Marth screamed; the people crowded around him flinching back as he leapt to his feet furiously, glaring ice cold daggers into Link's clam blue eyes,
"It will hurt him more knowing that he knows nothing! Knowing that we can't tell him! He loves him Link! He would rather spend time next to that dying boy, even knowing he can't do anything, than spend his time locked in his room, begging to see him!!"
Marth shook his head angrily, tears spilling over, "You just don't understand!! If Pit dies, Ike will die too! But keeping Ike like this will only kill them both faster!!" He cried before storming out, leaving a severely shocked audience behind him.
--------Ike's P.O.V.--------
I lay there, dead to myself. Staring at nothing in this pitch black room of night. No lights, only the light of the moon, pure white, shining through my window, white, just like the feathers I used to see, bright, like his smile…
tch. I could write a poem out of this. I thought dryly, growling to myself as I shook my head clear of thoughts.
But that left room for the panic to step in. Was Pit really going to die? Were they really not going to let me see him that one last time??
The cold which washed over me kept me more awake than ever, adding another sleepless night to the days which had passed. Perhaps the fear of the memory of him has given me insomnia..?
The click of the door and the slight, soft creak breaking the silence froze me into position. There was no light streaming through, I could see nothing.
Then a hand slipped firmly over my mouth, I flinched, panic rushing up through me. I was going to attack the unknown person, fight against their grip, to throw a punch- but my body would not move.
Then a voice fluttered to me, calm and quick, but also fearful- but it calmed me almost instantly.
"Ike, Ike, keep quiet- when I take my hand off, you won't speak, ok?" It was Marth's frantic whispering. I nodded quietly and the hand was gone instantly, pulling me to sit up.
I could see his faint outline, his eyes glowing in the moonlight, radiating his pale skin, his grim expression.
"I know I'm risking everything here, we could both get kicked out- but I can't take it anymore." He gushed, his expression becoming more pained as he fought to keep his voice in control.
"I'm going to take you to see Pit."
I froze. All thought went out the window.
"But please, you have to listen to me!" My mind instantly focused on him, only him. He would take me to see him. I felt new life rise within me.
"Ike," Marth whispered frantically. "You have to keep silent, I will take you every night, ok? But you will have to leave before everyone wakes up. You can't stay with him, ok?" He was ordering weakly. I nodded. It was better than nothing.
"But you must, must promise me you will listen to me when I tell you to leave." Marth chocked out, grasping my hand with nearly a crushing force. I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
"…can't…promise that…" I forced out, my voice barely even there.
Marth bit his lip, "Then I can't take you." He warned lightly, pleading.
I sat there in silence before reluctantly nodding. Marth's grip softened a little, "I don't know if you will keep your word…" But Marth tugged me to my feet none the less, leading me out into the darkness.
Have you ever closed your eyes and let someone else lead you? It's a frightening experience- your muscles tense; you pull against their hand, afraid of collision, afraid of falling; afraid of the unknown.
"Marth…please..." I started, keeping my voice as low as possible; he gave my hand a light squeeze, telling me to continue in his own, subtle, way. "Please…fight for my rights." I chocked out.
Never before had I felt so connected to Marth, so grateful for him. It seemed, out of every soul here, his was the only one with such concern and care for me and Pit.
"I already am." Marth whispered back. My respect for him grew. "But they won't listen, they don't understand what you two share- I have told them you will die if you don't see him, they say you will die if you do." He said; his voice strangled and concerned, like a mother over her children.
He left it at that, and I didn't press further.
The silence, apart from our shuffling feet, was eating away at me; I was becoming more and more nervous as to how Pit could have possibly worsened from his state that last time…
"Marth…how…is he?" I had to ask, to prepare myself.
Marth made a small whimper sound before reluctantly answering, "He's much, much worse. He's so pale…and thin…his wounds won't heal, they're getting worse as his wings disappear. He's not the same person, his aura is different, as Lucario has stated." He whispered before halting.
"We're here."
My breath hitched as I could hear a lock click and another door open. All I could see though now, was another window- large, all the objects silhouetted in the moonlight.
Marth left me to stand inside the dark room while he closed and locked the door behind us. His gentle hands took mine once again as he led me into further in.
My eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light, it was a hospital room; many beds were set up next to each other- about six against the two walls as we walked down the isle. I could also hear a faint beeping from far away.
"Ike, ok? Cover your mouth if you don't think you can keep back any noise." Marth instructed softly as he left me, placing my hands against the cool metal of a beds railing, the beeping was louder now.
I didn't trust myself. I slipped a hand quickly up to cover my mouth firmly, sure to not make any sound- or at least keep back the sounds which may enforce.
A light flicked on and the blinding white, well…blinded me. I blinked as my eyes struggled to get used to it. "S...sorry." Marth whispered from next to me, I kicked him lightly with my foot.
When my eyes did adjust, I was looking at the wall; Pale white. The beeping was a heart monitor, low, echoing beeps. I trailed my eyes over the UV drip to a pale hand. I clenched my teeth as I trailed my eyes up the deathly white fingers, to the bandage layering past the wrist, up the small bandaged arm above the white covers.
Marth gripped my arm, watching as I slowly trailed my eyes up the body, reluctant to see the face at which I so longed, but so feared, to see.
Of course, I didn't even get that far before I had to strangle back a gasp. Halfway up the arm, I saw the wing.
It was a dark grey, the white bone poking out amongst the brittle feathers, his whole back propped up above pillows as to not crush them.
I was beginning to hyperventilate, the bone poking out still had some flesh and feather attached; I quickly looked away as nausea bubbled up. Marth rubbed my arm as I swallowed thickly.
Slowly I looked back, grazing my eyes up his shoulder and neck, bandaged tightly, to his jaw, also bandaged; to his lips, cracked and dry; to his eyes, where I finally took in his face.
Sleeping, pained, unconscious. I flinched as I saw the little tube below his nose, providing him oxygen.
I removed my hand slowly, letting out a forced, dry chuckle. "They said I'd die if I saw this?" I asked humorlessly, moving silently towards the boy, leaning over to brush my fingers along his cheek.
"This, they said, would kill me?" I asked again, quieter, but with more malice. Marth swallowed lightly next to me, looking over.
"I told them, that what you would come up with without being told would kill you, but yes, they said, that this would kill you." He replied quietly.
I chuckled dryly again, my face softening, "I'm actually relieved…I…Thought he would be in worse condition." I admitted lightly, gently stroking Pit's face.
Something nudged my leg and I turned a little to look, Marth was pushing a chair against me lightly, "Go on, sit." He offered lightly.
I gave him one of my most grateful looks, it would be hard to be angry at Marth like I used to.
I pulled the chair up as close as I could and clutched one of the small hands gently in my own. It was limp and fragile, cold, but it seemed to help me relax, and it also had a little bit of an audible effect to the heart monitor.
Marth quickly looked up as the slow beeps gradually became faster, until they were at pace with my own heart. He smiled gently, "Pit recognizes your presence." He murmured softly, clutching my arm softly, like a mother would hold her husbands arm knowing their child will be all right.
I softly smiled, why I was imagining Marth as the mother, I couldn't quite pin point- but he never really felt like a brother.
As I continued to stroke Pit's cheek, time slowly crawled by, Marth didn't even complain about standing, he just watched silently.
"Ike…" The soft voice broke through my carefully arranged thoughts, shattering my quiet concentration. Sudden panic was unleashed inside me. I didn't want to leave him, not yet.
He tugged my arm softly, "Ike, we have to go, you can visit him again tonight..." Marth bargained, but I wouldn't hear it. It wouldn't be just me which would be affected by the parting- Pit would feel it too.
"Can't I stay a little bit longer?" I asked, gently slipping my hand from the young boys, but keeping my hand pressed against Pit's cheek.
Marth sighed sadly, "No, Mario will be here soon to check up on Pit's condition…"
I could hear the voice trail off as I stood, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to the dry, cracked lips. The heart monitor slightly sped up, but nothing more than a normal heart rate.
I sighed and rested my forehead against his; it would be a whole day before I could see him again…
But reluctantly, I let Marth pull me back out of the room, down the now slightly lit halls, back to my room.
Marth closed the door behind us both and pulled me to my bed, pushing me gently so I sat down while he sat down next to me.
He stared at me for a long time, but I wasn't looking at him; I was looking out the window, to where I could now see the pink tint in the sky.
"Ike, how do you feel?" The question in that delicate voice once again penetrated my mind. I turned to him slowly, connecting eyes for a few moments before looking back away.
"I…feel lonely." I whispered. "But relieved…" Lighter, like a weight is off my shoulders. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, smiling a little, "He's still alive, he isn't that bad…" Marth cut me short, hushing me as he stood.
"Try to get some sleep, 'k? I'll be back later with some food, and I'll keep fighting for your rights," The enthusiasm in his voice made me laugh, which he hushed me again before bustling out of the room, "Night Ike," He whispered before locking the door.
I sighed and lay down, stretching stiffly as I yawned. Suddenly I felt so tired- but I was still a little worried about Pit, he looked very sick, but I was happy knowing that Pit was happy when I was there.
I grumbled lightly as sleep slowly crept up. They thought that that would kill me? It'd take much more than that…
And then, for the first time in days, I slept, dreaming of my angel.
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Of course, bliss in this place? Forgive me for even thinking of it.
I was awaken a few hours later by loud complaining, slowly growing louder as it carried down the halls.
I grumbled angrily and grabbed my pillow, pressing it over my face to drown out the sounds. It didn't work anyway, the slam of my door made the yelling even louder.
"Ike! Get up!" It was Marth's nearly furious yell which made the pillow slip to my side as I glared back with bored eyes. "Get up!" Marth repeated, storming over to fling me to my feet angrily.
"Hello," I muttered, waving slightly to the brawlers giving me glares, what's this then?
Marth began pushing me out the door; I didn't hesitate, much anyway. "What's going on?" I asked, looking over my shoulder to the slightly shorter bluenette, who, might I say, looked positively furious.
"I'm taking you to Pit." He growled; Fox was beside us instantly, along with a few others; I could pick out Lucario and Samus easily. I was confused quickly and took a side step, catching Marth's arm while he kept storming.
"I thought you were taking me tonight?" I whispered in his ear.
Marth snorted, "Finally got some sense into some people, they don't want the good doctor to keep this from you."
"This?" I asked; looking back, Fox looked pretty angry, Lucario was impassive, but there was a set line for his mouth, Samus was pouting, and the small critters, Pikachu and Kirby looked about as angry as Marth.
I looked back ahead, "So are they on our side?" I asked, inclining my head backwards, "What about Red, and Link?" Marth barked a sarcastic laugh.
"Ha! Right, Red is too cowardly to stick up for his friends, let alone himself, and Link just won't listen!" He replied angrily, sharply pulling me to the side to slam open a door.
Everyone, well, It looked like everyone- who weren't with the small group trailing behind Marth, were in here, lounging. But they didn't look happy to see me either.
"Marth! What the hell are you doing??" Link snapped; getting off of the bed he was on. Marth glared at him and ground his teeth together.
"I brought Ike, as he qualifies as Pit's guardian more than you do!" He snapped viscously, "He has more than a say in this!!"
"But what's going on??" I asked, irritated. Why won't they just tell me?
I got a few scared glances from some people in the room, Red, Toon Link, Ness and Lucas- they looked like they were going to answer, but didn't.
"Tell me!" I growled, turning to Marth, pleading with my eyes. Marth pulled me into the room, Fox and Samus clearing the way while Pikachu sent off warning bolts of electricity to those who stepped out.
When the crowd was parted enough I could see Mario next to Pit's bed, and Master Hand was there too- they were talking.
"This is what you get a say in!" Marth growled shoving me so I slammed into the bed next to Mario.
I could hear the ruckus which Master Hand was now pulling, but only at the far corner of my mind.
Because all I could see, all I could think, was about the boy in front of me.
I was frozen; Marth was shaking my shoulder, worried, but also shouting back at master hand, probably fighting for us.
I felt sick. The wings…they were nearly gone, Pit, he looked dead already, though the agonizingly slow beeps on the monitor said otherwise.
"P..Pit!" I chocked out, shoving Mario aside to be next to him. I hunched over him, clutching his hand and cradling his cheek in the other, I was frantic. Pit was dying.
I could feel hands on me; some keeping me rooted to the spot while other's tugged, trying to pull me away.
The more I looked at the lifeless face, the more I could feel the rage bubbling up once again, until I couldn't take it anymore.
"SHUT UP!!" I yelled, spinning around to face everyone. Silence followed instantly. I glared at every face in the room for a moment before turning back to Pit.
"Pit, Pit, can you hear me? Please, stay with me…" I whispered repeatedly in his ear, panic choking my voice.
"Please Pit, don't leave me." I gasped, blinking back tears as I rested my forehead against his, ruffling my hand through his hair. "Please…open your eyes…"
"Who let him out?" I could head Master Hand instantly accuse.
"I did!" Marth had snapped back angrily, gripping my arm protectively. "Do you see how you hurt him by keeping this from him??"
I felt like crushing Marth in a hug and crying on his shoulder, but I also felt like I could ever leave Pit's side again. Marth was fighting for us. People were fighting for us.
"Pit, please, open your eyes, please," I continued, as if the words were my last. Lucario was next to me- I felt a furry paw place itself over the hand which held Pit's, and a small growl of concentration.
I lifted my head slightly to watch as Lucario did what ever he did. He withdrew his paw with a gasp and his eyes flew open. "Lu...Lucario?" I asked as he stared at me with large red eyes.
There was a shift and a twitch of the hand within mine and the room was silent. I slowly turned around to face my love. The cold cerulean eyes were staring at mine, slowly going in and out of focus.
"Pit?" I asked, though my voice wasn't relieved. I knew that I would get no reply.
When his lips slowly moved, I leant down to listen, my every nerve tingling.
"Don't…let…him.....die…"
Then he was unconscious again. I didn't move. I thought I would get no answer. Technically I didn't, my Pit was still battling death. But what had answered my call was the thing which put him in this condition.
I gave the limp hand a gentle squeeze. "Wha…what did he say?" I heard Marth ask, I continued to stare at the lifeless face before me.
"He didn't say anything." I mumbled slowly after thought. Pit didn't say anything, the thing inside him did.
A hand on my shoulder gave me a slight tug, but I shrugged it off. I felt Marth move from my side, half listening to what he was saying.
"-he most that we can do is let Ike see Pit when he pleases, sure he may not leave, but it might have been easier for him if we had told him everything from the beginning." He was arguing quietly. There was quiet chatter as everyone argued with each other, but Master Hands booming voice silenced them once more.
"Ike," He addressed. I turned slightly to give him a sign I was listening, but I never took my eyes of Pit. "You are no longer restricted to your room, do as you please."
The room was slowly emptied after that, but I could feel that some people were still here. I sighed lightly as I turned to them. Marth gave me a sad glance, sitting atop the next bed, Red was lounging in the corner while Link was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed.
The Hylian boy's crystal blue eyes met mine before he looked away, "Hey, Ike, I'm…sorry," He muttered, "didn't…think it over."
I shook my head, "Don't worry about it, but you should probably apologize to Marth," I joked, Marth glared at me childishly, I smiled politely at him before turning back to Pit.
"Hey, what did he…ya know, say?" I heard Link ask. Figures his sensitive ears would have heard something. I shrugged and sat down on the chair Marth nudged towards me.
"He doesn't want me to let him die." I replied, reaching out with a nimble hand to stroke the side of the boys face. Link shifted but didn't say anything.
"I'm sorry too Ike, I should've stuck up for you two like Marth did!" I jumped in my seat when Red tackled me with a hug, I nervously smiled.
"Again, you should be apologizing to Marth- you guys really made him angry," I didn't really mind; we were fine now.
Red let me go and smiled sheepishly and turned to Marth, "Sorry?" He offered, Marth grunted and waved his hand dismissively.
"So what now?" I turned to see Link walking up. "I mean, are you going to stay here until Pit wakes up?" He rephrased, scratching the back of his ear.
I shrugged once again, "I'm not going to leave him; it might kill him." I mumbled. Link cringed.
Marth sighed, "Don't think of it like that, first of all you should be trying to make Pit feel better, not thinking about his death." He scolded.
I laughed lightly, "Yes Mother." Marth recoiled in shock, Red and Link laughing with me while Marth yelled at us, flustered.
Marth was right though. And that's what we spent the rest of the week doing- lounging in the hospital room, talking to him, making Marth mad; slowly slipping into a routine.
A few weeks later we were back there, Link and Red throwing a toy between them while Marth idly chatted. I sat there next to Pit, loitering, resting my head on the bed while I stoked his hair.
"Hey, Ike? Did you hear me?"
I grunted lightly, lifting my head and turning to face Marth.
Marth pouted, "I said 'what did you do when you went back'?" He asked, obviously curious, but also not wanting to refer to what happened after those two days.
"Well, when I got back I was greeted by some friends, we gathered, got together….you know. What'd you do when you didn't go?" I asked, dismissing it,
Marth sighed, "I invited someone over."
"Oh yeah, I remember that kid- the red head guy, who was he?" I asked dully, going back to Pit, Marth blushed and Link snickered,
"Was that ya boyfriend Marth?" He asked, chuckling as he threw the toy to Red.
Marth blushed deeper, "Sh-shut up!" He snapped, refusing to speak after that, pouting and crossing his arms angrily, I laughed.
"He looked a little young, what's the deal?" I asked.
Marth grumbled, "He's not so young, you know." He replied stubbornly.
Red laughed loudly, "You would know!" Link laughed along with him while Marth fumed. I smiled lightly before turning back to Pit.
I nearly jumped right out of my seat and died from a heart attack.
The deep, blank cerulean eyes were partially open. I stared at them and they slowly slid to me, his head slightly moving. His lips moved but I didn't hear anything.
"Pit," I breathed, my voice high with relief as I leaned in, clutching his head lightly in my hands.
"I…I..k…e…" He pronounced each letter in a pained breath, barely audible. The three were behind me now, crowding.
"I'm here Pit," I replied, moving to rest my head on his shoulder lightly. "I'm here." He lightly gasped and shifted, I immediately moved my head up, "Pit?"
Pit's eyes were clenched together tightly in pain, "I-it's nothing." He breathed.
"Pit, tell me where it hurts," I commanded lightly when I could see tears well up at his eyes.
He let out a soft sob as he clenched his teeth, "I…Ike…it hurts." He gasped, letting out a small cry as he squirmed weakly.
"Pit, where does it hurt?" I asked a little more forcefully as I stood up quickly, looming over him.
The dull eyes opened and locked with mine, the endless agony in them pulling me in, suffocating me, then they slipped closed again as he cried out once more. "Pit?!" I gasped, placing a hand on the side of his face, another on his shoulder.
"Ike, help me!" Pit lightly cried, tears rolling down. Marth came onto the scene the same time I realized.
I frantically glanced at the Prince, who glanced back instantly, "Don't hurt him," Marth said quickly as he sprinted to the other side of the bed.
Pit's wings. I was so stupid for not realizing sooner. "Red! Get Mario!" I barked as Pit's cries slowly became louder, more frantic. Red nodded, terrified as he pulled Link with him to run out of the room.
"Pit? Pit? We're going to lift you up a little ok?" Marth said as calm as he could before connecting eyes with me, I nodded and pulled the covers back gently before slinking my arm around the small of his back and moving my other to gently grip his shoulder, Marth mirrored me.
We gently pulled Pit up so he was sitting and Pit latched himself to me, digging his nails into my back as he cried out in pain into my chest. I put a hand on the back of his head while Marth quickly went to the medicine cupboard.
"Pit, it'll be all right- Marth, can't you do anything??" I gasped as Pit shuddered and screamed, digging his nails in deeper. I cringed looking at his wings which looked even more broken, some more feathers dissolving.
Marth came back with a small bottle. "Mario would use this to help him with the pain, but I don't know how we're going to get him to take it." Marth replied, coming to my side.
"How did Mario make him take it?" The words were out of my mouth before they were in my mind.
Marth shook his head weakly, "He would make Pit drink it, but…" The problem was obvious- with Pit screaming and squirming as he was, how the hell was making him drink something possible?
Something was nagging the corner of my mind, a memory pushing itself to the surface…
"Hey Ike! Look at this!!" Samus cried, running up, brandishing a book in my face. I blinked a few times before actually looking at the picture and then shoved it away.
"Samus! Come on!!!" I growled, she giggled.
"Don't tell me you haven't French kissed anyone Ike?"
I blushed despite my condition. Why the hell did I remember that now?? My mind was working double time and was already making scenarios for this. I gulped lightly.
Would I have to administer the medicine to Pit directly??
I gulped again and turned to Marth, "Give me that and whatever you do don't ask." I growled, swiping the medicine from the confused Prince, popping the lid and taking a swig.
It was bitter. Very bitter. I shoved the medicine bottle back to Marth who hastily caught it; I could hear his questions now.
Quickly I reached out, gripping Pit's face gently, but securely before leaning in, capturing his lips and shoving my tongue in quickly.
Pit struggled lightly before gulping. His struggles slowly weakened, the screams which were muffled into my mouth slowly disappearing. I broke the kiss gasping for breath and Pit slumped weakly against me. Marth placed a hand on my shoulder and I glared at him weakly.
"Whatever you're going to say, don't" I pleaded quietly, Marth smiled lightly in response and turned to see Mario, Link and Red burst into the room, quickly leaving my side with hands raised, quickly telling them that the situation was taken care of.
I slowly moved my arms to lightly encircle Pit's waist as he breathed lightly against my chest.
"Ike." I looked down, the colder voice would always surprise me.
"What?" I asked, irritated.
"…I'm…sorry, I see how much you care for him." It whispered, I grunted in reply, "I…will do my best to keep Pit alive, but you must pull him to the surface. His memory is tricking him… you will need to show him who you are; he can't remember everything- only that you are important."
"Why did you do this to him in the first place?" I grumbled quietly, it shifted against me,
"I shall explain…later…" Pit's body slumped against me fully, he was asleep.
You better keep that promise, I thought angrily as I gently lay Pit back down.
Marth stumbled to my side, "Ike, are you ok?" He asked quietly while Mario came over to check Pit. I hesitated before replying.
"Marth, I'm hungry, can we get something to eat?"
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