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            Marth shifted slightly a few seconds after pulling Peach down, and heard a small eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. And oh, how he feared that eep. Suddenly, out of no where, the small hospital bed collapsed underneath the two of them, making everything crash to the ground in a large heap, including themselves.

            "Ouch…" Peach groaned after a few moments of surprise and shock, suddenly realizing the pain that had entered her ribs.

            "Same here…" Marth said, one eye open. His ribs which had already been bloody and injured, had now been crushed once more – and yet…he still found a reason to smile and laugh. "It always seems that every time I find a moment alone with you, it gets ruined…" He chuckled warmly.

            "Yes…I've begun to notice." Peach said, rubbing her side after helping Marth up gently.

            "You'd better get home. We have work tomorrow. I'll just stay here tonight and Dr. Mario should be with me soon enough in the morning. I'll be fine. I don't want you staying up worrying over me, alright?" Marth said, twitching every time he stood up and inch taller.

            "But—"

            "Nope. You're going home. Get some rest." Marth insisted, nearly pushing Peach away.

            "Alright. I know what I'm loved and when I'm not." Peach threw her nose in the air mock-spoildly. They both laughed shortly and quietly.

            "Goodnight…" Marth whispered as the heavy hospital door shut with a loud echoing bang.

            "Where's Marth?" Zelda asked Peach as Peach walked in, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

            "Why are you so worried?" Peach asked Zelda suspiciously.

            "For your sake." Zelda winked and giggled, nudging Peach in the ribs.

            "Hey! Watch it…" Peach groaned, rubbing her ribs slightly.

            "What happened?" Zelda asked.

            "Just a little accident last night…" Peach said, not wanting to get into detail.

            "OOOOOOOhhhhh……I seeeeee……" Zelda said knowingly, making Peach blush harder than ever before.

            "It was nothing like that!!!" Peach said, pushing Zelda playfully…but a little too hard.

            Zelda stumbled back, tripping over the hem of her dress, falling right into the snack bar, food flying everywhere.

            "Oh my goodness! Are you alright?!" Peach asked through giggles, helping Zelda up, and picking small pieces of powdered doughnut from her hair.

            "I'm…fine…" Zelda said, beginning to laugh a little, herself, but then caught a gaze from over in the shadows. Ganon's.

            "What?" Peach asked as Zelda fell unusually silent, many people around them laughing and pointing.

            "Ganondorf." Zelda muttered shortly. Ganondorf's gaze was unlike his usual grimace today. More of a concentrated stare, as if he were trying to see into her very soul.

            "Just ignore him. You know how much he hates you because of that whole Triforce jiggy. I'm tellin' ya…You three should never get into the same room with each other. Even the Master Hand may not be able to stop some of the curses HE could lay on you!" Peach warned, a little on the doubtful side.

            "Ya…alright." Zelda said, finally breaking her hypnotized stare from Ganondorf's and finally accepting that he was just feeling a little off today.

            "MARTH-BABE!!!!!" Peach shouted, nearly tackling Marth down as he walked through the doors from the hospital wing right before work had started.

            "Whoa! Calm down! Don't hurt me again." Marth laughed softly, recalling the last night's events.

            Peach just beamed at him. "Guess what?"

            "What?" Marth asked curiously.

            "I got us into a team battle!" Peach said excitedly.

            "Oh really, now? With whom?" Marth asked, walking beside Peach, many people staring at them.

            "Mario and—" Peach began.

            "Please don't tell me it's Link."

            "Nope! Mewtwo." Peach said happily. "Actually, Link hasn't shown up yet this morning, I don't know why. I guess he got sick." Peach said, but in a doubtful tone since she knew that he could have just gone to Dr. Mario and be healed in a jiffy.

            "It looks like I'm fighting this battle alone. You just stay behind me." Marth said, feeling rather reluctant.

            "Why?" Peach asked, offended, as if he were telling that she couldn't fight worth a pile of cold beans.

            "Well, we're fighting two men. I'm not letting another man touch you." Marth said, smiling cheesily.

            "Ha. Funny. But…Mewtwo hasn't really been known to have a gender…so…" She winked at him. "Even though it DOES sound like a guy…I still have an excuse." She added.

            "True. Very true…so be it." Marth sighed. "When do we fight?"

            "Around lunch time." Peach answered quickly, wanting to drag him into the corner to get a few kisses out of him.

            "Hang on." Marth said, catching Zelda's eye. He tore his grip from Peach and walked towards Zelda, leaving Peach as disappointed as she'd been in the hall of her Castle. All of the thoughts Marth had had the night before…about Zelda…in his dream. Yes. His dream. It was all coming back. He didn't know what he was going to say to Zelda, but he wanted to say something. Anything. He just wanted to talk to her. Something about her presence in his dream was so…inviting.

            Zelda saw Marth heading her way. She hadn't meant to gaze at him…she didn't even notice herself doing so. She turned her head, hoping not to be noticed, praying that Marth was going to talk to some other creature in the thick crowd. She glanced back, and saw him advancing still. She began walking…she didn't know where, she just did. Marth still followed.

            Marth's thoughts were racing. He couldn't keep track of them all…there were too many…but the all led back to one thing. Zelda. He had to reach her. It was as if his mind was working on autopilot. Doing what it wanted.

            Zelda reached the stairs up to the bridge where the stages connected. She looked back, hoping with all her might that Marth had stopped or been stopped by someone to chat. He hadn't…he was following her.

            "Oh, hey, Marth! How's your wound? Feeling better???" Said an excited-looking Ness, running up to Marth like a fan to a movie star. Marth didn't hear him…every noise was drown out.

            Zelda began to walk up the stairs, not taking heed of the Master Hand who was ushering her to stop. "You aren't allowed to go onto the stage till you are chosen for battle. Please come over here!" He said, waving himself at Zelda.

            Marth began to fast-walk. Something was taking over him…

            "Marth, you aren't allowed past this line! Please go back!" The Master Hand pleaded, feeling rather helpless.

            Zelda looked back…why was she running? Why was she avoiding him? Did she really have a reason? Why couldn't she face him? She weaved through the several bridges, not knowing exactly where she was heading. She looked back at the other bridges, then hit a solid wall. She looked up…it was the very last stage. She had nowhere to run now. She looked over the side of the stage…it was too far down…

            Marth hadn't blinked. He wanted to get to her…he didn't know why. Finally seeing her stopped, he walked up to her, and without stopping, clutched both of her arms and drew her into a deep kiss.

            Zelda's heart was beating faster than it ever had, even in battle. Even when faced with Ganondorf who would have seriously killed her on the spot…She was shaking nervously, drawn so deeply into the kiss now, that everything else had disappeared…she was hardly aware that she existed. No noise was to be heard…no light was to be seen…nothing was there but Marth's soft touch.

            Marth drew back, his gaze softening as it hit Zelda's large blue eyes. Everything was just as blurry as it was for Zelda. Nothing was to be seen or heard but the two of them. Neither of them could feel the ground beneath them. Everything was silent…all Zelda could see was Marth and all Marth could see was Zelda…They stood together…Not moving at all…staring at eachother was all they could do.

Until the sound was broken by a heavy sob…

*Gasp!!!!* What happened to Marth? What happened to Zelda? WHAT HAPPENED TO POOR POOR PITIFUL PEACH!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!??!? ….And what was up with Ganondorf? He was just weird….but anyway ^.^ That just kinda came randomly…I just started typing LOL! I tried to make this chapter a liiiiiiiiiiiittle longer than the rest….but I'm too dang lazy to count the words, or even have MW count 'em for me…..so….nya. =P=P