Human Ch 10
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The innocent bystanders that speckled the hall looked on curiously as the blonde swordsman sprinted past them. Link was normally a calm, collected man, and it was rare to see him get worked up before things got dire. He ignored the on lookers and glanced back at the glowing mark on the back of his hand. The mark of the Triforce never revealed itself without a reason, and the Hylian had hoped it would prove his recent suspicions correct. His concentration broke as he neared his destination, and the figure in front of Ganon's door came into view. Rather then the tall, fiery headed warlock he expected, he came eye to eye with the eyes of the smash compound's local Angel. He trotted to a stop and gave Pit a look that was less then friendly.
"What's your business here Pit?" Link couldn't help but to eye the angel suspiciously, after all it wasn't the first time he saw the Warlock and Angel in the same place at the same time.
"Hey Link, I was just passing by, is something a matter?" Pit asked noticing his stern expression.
"I'm not sure yet, is Ganon in his room?" Link motioned towards the door.
"I wouldn't know, like I said I was just passing by." Pit lied, he in fact had just left Ganon's company moments before Link caught up to him.
"Step aside then." Link commanded and Pit's heartbeat began to pound harder. His mind flooded with worries of losing everything he had gained if Link managed to expose his secret. He tried his hardest to keep his innocent act up as Link grabbed the doorknob.
An unlocked door allowed him to curiously scan corner to corner of the empty room. Unsatisfied he also noticed the sacred mark had also faded from his hand. Pit would of sighed in relief if he could, it seemed Ganon had plenty of tricks up his sleeve.
Link quietly closed the door, disappointed by his lack of discovery. As the swordsman turned to leave Pit softly sighed in relief. Remembering the golden charm he had acquired back home earlier that day he reached out and grabbed Link's shoulder.
"Hey, you wouldn't know where Samus is, would you?" Pit asked and the taller man turned to face him.
"Zelda mentioned today being her birthday, so shes probably in the city, at some bar."
"A bar?" The thought of Samus as a bar fly briefly flashed in his head. "Really?" For whatever reason he never thought of Samus as the type to bar hop.
"Yeah, for as long as I've known her she always disappears to be by herself on her birthday. What do you want with her?" Pit wasn't completely off the Hylian's suspects list.
"Not much, I just have to give something to her. Thanks for the info." Pit spun on his heel and sprinted away.
As Link watched the angel's shrinking form he grimaced. Pit was getting friendlier by the day with Samus as well as Ganon. Maybe it was time to talk to Marth about this before it got out of hand he mused.
His lean shoulders slumped as Pit let out an exasperated sigh, while exiting yet another Samus-less bar. The downtown area held a handful of bars and nightclubs in its mitts. This was the fifth one he checked with no luck. Gathering his determination he left the other street bound bar hoppers with a few strong flaps of his wings.
Perhaps I've been approaching this the wrong way he thought as he watched the lights on the ground passed by. With all the larger hotspots checked he decided to try the exact opposite and set off for a smaller place he saw earlier.
To his relief he quickly spotted her familiar frame seated at the bar as soon as he entered the quaint pub. Dressed in typical street close and her hair cascading down her back her gaze was cast down into her half empty glass as if something at the bottom held her interest. Trying his hardest to be calm and smooth, which wasn't always easy when he was dealing with lovely hunter, he took the stool next to hers. When she refused to tear her eyes from her drink he gave her a light nudge. As she turned and noticed who was trying to grab her attention her mood perked up.
"Hey, its you!" The bounty hunter exclaimed as her face grew into a somewhat weary smile.
"I hope you don't mind if I join you?" He shot her a bright grin.
"Yeah, I mean no I don't mind. I was hoping I was going to see you today, it looks like I got a birthday wish afterall."
Pit stayed quiet for a moment, unsure what to make of her wish. "So do you celebrate your birthday like this every year?"
"Pretty much, whether I decide to spend it here or at home I always find a nice little bar to pass the time in." She explained quite plainly.
"Sounds lonely to me..."
"Usually is, but not as much this year." A warm hand rested itself on Pits shoulder. Pit skin seemed to tingle at her touch, Samus wasn't really the touchy type.
"You seem kind of … ," Pit quickly scoured his mental word bank, "open right now."
"Yeah well I blame drinking for the better part of a day." To top her statement off she swiftly finished what was left of her current drink.
"If you been at this all day then you should probably cut it out soon, super woman or not it can't be good for you. How about I escort you back to the compound?"
"Really? You wouldn't mind walking an old woman home? " Samus joked with her own grin.
"For the last time, I'm older than you." Pit reminded her as he stood and offered his hand.
"But it's my birthday, I'm even older today" Samus argued.
"Yeah, well you're going to need a lot more birthdays to catch up to me. Now lets get going Miss Aran."
As they trekked home Samus silently stayed a few steps behind her escort. It wasn't until they were a few blocks away from the bar that she decided to speak up again.
"Well... no matter how old you are it's still very kind of you to keep an eye out for me like this." She took a more sincere tone than she had previously.
"It's not a problem, besides I'm sure you don't need my protection, whether you a bit off your game or not."
"Still, ever since I was adopted by the Chozo I've held this title of 'Defender of the Galaxy' on my shoulders, and because of it people think that I don't need or want a little back up every now and then. And to make matters even worse when I do manage to pull these dangerous missions off by myself everyone either avoids me or wants to exploit me for their own gain. They all assume I don't want or need other people because I can take care of myself. It just gets really sicking deal with it all. No matter how many years go by it never changes."
"To be honest, I never thought you felt that way before getting to know you. But when it comes down to it you're as much as a person as the rest of them, no matter what." Pit's heart broke a bit from her revelation. His face mirrored his heartstrings's sad note.
Her changed softened when she saw the concern in Pit's expression. "I think that's why I get along with you, you know? You have this sense of warmth and understanding that's not always so easy to find back where I'm from. I just love it."
Pit face flushed a heated with a blush as her words hung in the air for a moment."Well if you ever need help, just let me know." He was glad that without really trying he managed to chase away these negative thoughts.
"I might just hold you to that." Samus nodded in agreement and the two resumed their journey.
The wildly spinning roulette of Samus' alcohol fueled moods had settled on a much more whinier tone as the two stood in the now desolate halls of the Smash compound. Pit had somehow got her to scale one flight of stairs while trying to escort her back to her room But the impaired bounty hunter seemed more content with arguing then climbing the next set.
"There's not even that many." Pit tried his best to convince her without raising his voice.
"But my feet hurt from all the walking. If you would of just flown me here like I asked..."
"It was too long of a distance to fly both of us here. Not to mention with your height it would have been one hell of an awkward flight" The angel hissed.
"Some guardian angel you are...can't even whisk a young maiden like myself away. Talk about lazy."
"And this coming from the woman who refuses to climb just one more set of stairs?"
"You better believe it." Samus taunted, folding her arms in defiance.
Getting a bit fed up with the situation Pit hands quickly managed to capture one of the blonde woman's wrist and without a moments hesitation he sharply pulled her towards the stairs. In his irritated state of mind he failed to remember that his friend was still somewhat impaired and wasn't the most stable at the moment.
"PIIIIIT!" An uncharacteristic screech came from the Samus' mouth as she came crashing into him, knocking them both to the ground. The loud thud alerted a few of the near by security staff who quickly arrived at the source of the disturbance and proceeded to curiously watch the fighters.
"I could just sleep here tonight." Samus mused out loud, unaware that she was torturing the angel underneath her.
"No you're not..." Pit spoke through gritted teeth, his wings being pressed in such a way that almost caused him to scream. "What about my room? It's right around the corner."
"I see what you getting at, and all this time I thought you were just trying to be nice and helpful." Samus accused playfully.
"I promise to sleep out here if it gets you off of me faster, lets just go!" Pit commanded as he squirmed in an attempt to escape.
"Hmmm... alright I guess." Samus got to her feet and offered a hand to the fallen angel. Quickly brushing himself off he quickly led the way to his room before the bounty hunter could cause him any more embarrassment.
Samus eagerly waltzed into the room and collapsed on the bed, claiming it as hers for the night in doing so. Pit entered and stood in the awkward silence on a moment. He wasn't really accustomed to these situations.
"So I guess this is goodnight?" Pit asked his hand resting on the doorknob almost taking his leave.
"Nah, I could use a little company for a while. How about we chat for a bit and then you can take the floor for the night."
"Sure." His tone was less then enthusiastic when he thought of the sore wings plus a hard floor equation. He took a seat on his 'bed' and leaned against the sturdy dresser that held various copies of his fighting attire. "So are your birthdays always like this back home too?"
"That depends on what you mean by 'like this'?"
"I don't know... you just seem a little lonesome when I found you today. There's no one at all back home you like to spend day like this with?"
"No, not really. I'm use to being alone on my birthdays."
"Well what about surprise birthday gifts, you don't mind those do you?" Pit hinted as he began to rummage through his pocket.
"Really?" Samus leaned curiously leaned forward. Pit retrieved a gold charm on a chain from his pocket and softly tossed it to the anxious young woman in his bed.
"It's...a necklace?" Samus said, a sense of disappointment clear in her voice.
"Yeah, is something wrong?" Pit's heart sank a bit at her reaction.
"Well I'm not really into jewelery, that's all."
"I thought you might not be, but this piece has a little more functionality to it ." Samus looked at him quizzically. "It's was specially enchanted by Palutena herself so that the wearer can walk the clouds back on Angel Land." Samus' eyes lit up with new found interest in the magical token. "Now if you want to visit me I won't have to worry about you killing yourself."
She carefully strung the chain around her neck and under the golden falls of her hair. Pit chuckled as the bounty hunter's fingers fumbled and struggled with the gold chain's clasps. When it was securely around her neck she looked to her friend, expecting a reaction. Of course it looked good on her, in Pit's opinion anyway. The soft gold color seemed to accentuated the soft feminine curve of her neck. The medallion itself rested right above the valley of her breast. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as he studied the scene in front of him.
"So... how does it look?"
"You look really nice with it. It's a shame you don't like jewelery." Pit watched as her cheeks grew slightly redder from the compliment .
"Thanks." Samus stretched a let out a long yawn. "I guess I'm ready to lay down now." She quickly tossed a few of the beds pillows to Pit and hit the lights. "Goodnight Pit."
"Goodnight Samus." Pit attempted to find a comfy position to lie down in while his heartbeat finally started to slow again. Before long Samus voice shot through the dark again.
"Wait, I have something for you too." Pit watched in the sparse moonlight as Samus stumbled out of bed and crawled over to him. He held his breath as she came close enough to quickly lean in and grace him with a kiss. "That's a 'thanks for putting up with me tonight' kiss." She added as she returned to the bed.
The challenge of getting any sleep tonight on a hard floor with sore wings was made even more difficult now that Pit had to ponder whether Samus' Kiss meant anything. On one hand it seemed innocent enough just to be a thank you kiss. And yet on the other hand it was deep enough that he could pick up on the lingering taste of her last drink. He adjusted himself and looked to the moonlit figure on the bed. If his confused mindset was going to keep him from sleeping he might as well keep his eyes on something pleasant.
As it did every clear day, the sunlight eagerly poured through the slits of the window blinds and began banishing the remaining darkness of Pit room. The Angel was normally a morning person,but his rough sleeping conditions from the night before put him in a somewhat foul mood. He had given up in the pursuit of sleep about an hour ago and had passed the time silently cursing at the large ball of gas outside and coveting a heavenly spot on the bed across from him. As he stretched his legs out as much as he could Samus stirred, and sat up from underneath the covers. She glared unhappily at the sun outside for a moment and then to her floor bound roommate.
"Morning." Pit greeted trying to stifle his crankiness.
"Hey, you look kind of rough." Samus noted as she swung her legs off the edge of the bed.
"I didn't sleep much last night, how are you feeling?"
"Fine I guess, hungry but fine." Samus patted her stomach.
"No hang over?"
"Nope, its funny but I don't get hung over all that much."
"Lucky you." Pit said dryly.
"So want to get something to eat with me? I'm going to run up to my room to freshen up and then head down to the cafeteria." Samus stood relieving her arms and back of a night full of stiffness with a few quick motions.
"Maybe some other time. I just really need some bedtime right now." Pit declined, as he stood and opened the door to his room for her.
"Some other time then." Samus promised and nodded her head in farewell. As she traveled only a few feet from Pits room she subconsciously ran her fingers across the etchings and ridges of the unfamiliar charm. Remembering the events of the night before she glanced over her shoulder at the room one more time.
The day she had been dreading was over, and in the end she may have enjoyed it more she thought she ever would.
A/N: Sorry for the half a year hiatus everyone. I'm back for now and hopefully ready to finish this story. I just want to thank everyone who read and replied to this fic in one way or another.
BTW: The whole Samus bar thing was inspired by the Ending pictures in one of the Metroid GBA games.
In the next chapter: Super Smash Brothers prepares to go into it's off season and many of the fighters make plans to go back home. But before he can leave Marth has something to discuss with Pit. And before Samus can blast off back to her own galaxy the angel needs to get something off his own chest.