*Dedication* This is dedicated to GoldAngel, much much! ^_^ You know I don't play choosies, but GoldAngel gave me hope that people still do read half-year old fics. I was surprised by the review, and thought it to be DarkDragon( I recieve reviews by the Review Alert thing), but I was surprised by this! Thanks all!

Disclaimer: I do not own SSBM or any of the characters. Any of the characters, if by resembling anyone, is just a coinsidence.

*Note from Author* I won't be typing quotes much anymore, unless I feel it is necessary. I think that they kind of ruin the "mood" that I have going on, so I'll do it less often. I hope you enjoy it either way though! (~_^)

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Ignoring all else inside the room in which she hardly remembers, she rushed over to a framed picture that stood out broadly on a mirrored desk. Picking it up, tears almost welled from her eyes, as she eyed the picture, a flood of emotion swelling over her, and a long flash of memory surging through her mind.

The picture was captured at a special moment, Samus was seen in a bathing suit, as well as Sheik, and they were hanging on Panther's shoulders, one foot up in the air. All three were laughing with excitement, and the sun in the background had cast a beautiful orange glow on all of them, making the picture look even more dreamily.

Sheik: Oh, my God....( NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE!)she collapsed on the bed, clasping to the picture like paper to super glue, and crying as she remembered the while before they took the picture. Tears ran from her face, and she felt lost for a moment, swirling into her own thoughts as a black haze took over her.

Panther: Hey Sheik, nice shot. Samus, don't let her beat you down like that!

laughter rang through the cooling warm air, as Samus spiked the ball hard, just to have it returned by a quick, sand covered Sheik

Samus: You better be quite Panther, or you might have both of us on you.

Panther: Isn't that a good thing? he said, just before being pounced on playfully by the two women

Sheik: laughing while pushing Panther's face into the sand Hey, take a picture!

the threesome stood up and posed, hanging on Panther's shoulder, silly faces spread on their faces, before more laughter took over. The sound of a camera clicking and the bright flash came, and Sheik snapped open her eyes.

Sheik: looks up around her, noticing that the picture had dissapeared. Glancing at the darkness about her she stood up from the bed, and heard a slight cracking under her foot. What? she whispered lowly to herself, as she peered down, noticing the light from under the door reflecting off a glass surface.

The picture lay on the floor, creases of broken glass stringing through the whole thing like the ripple of water, or the string of a web. Sheik picked up the picture with one hand, and groped around for the source of light with the other. Feeling a small button in the wall, she pressed it, and jumped as flames shot up from the sides of the wall, lighting up the room. Caming down a bit, she looked at the picture again, staring at it intently, memorizing the faces, one of whom she did not know.

Sheik: she turned it over and inspected the back, noticing a small clasp. Undoing the clasp, she lifted it open and watched as the picture fell to the floor, along with a small peice of paper. What's this...she picked up the picture, along with the small slip of paper, reading the small words imprinted on it.

Through the worst and the best, let the good times roll, and memories never be faded.

Sheik: looking the paper over, she noticed nothing more, and more puzzling thoughts swarmed her mind like hornets. I have to find out who took this picture.

She stood up and folded the picture gently and tucked it into a vine pocket, inspecting the room, and listening to the sound of the fire crackling with glee.

Sheik: No more pictures, no journal, no nothing. Why don't I have anything!? If they were so important, how come I know nothing about them!

a knock on the door made Sheik turn quickly, pausing her hands that were shuffling through a drawer of Smasher related papers.

Sheik: Yes? she questioned the moving shadow outside the door, remaining still

The shadow moved lightly, then stood, waiting for something

Sheik: Yes!? she called out a bit louder

Link:a hollow voice replied back through the door Sheik, you awake? I came to see if you wanted to join me for breakfast.

Sheik: her forehead wrinkled in puzzlement, and frustration What time is it? she stood straight and walked closer to the door

Link: Uh, breakfast time? the voice replied

Sheik: I don't wan-she tried to tell him before being cut off by her growling stomach.she sighed in rejection, cursing at her stomach Give me a second.

the sound of Link resting in a postion for waiting was heard, and Sheik stuffed the small slip of paper in her pocket with the picture, and opened the door to see Link looking up at the ceiling.

Link: You ready, I mean, I didn't want to rush you or anyting if you were still sleeping.

Sheik: I'm fine. she replied solemly, closing the door behind her. Her mind was still being plagued by earlier thoughts

Link: walks down the hall with Sheik, looking at her carefully Are you ok?

Sheik: What?she looked up at Link, noticing a look of concern in Link's eyes Oh, I'm...fine.

Link: the side of his mouth twitched lightly, trying to believe Sheik I just, you know, wanted to be sure.he looked ahead opening the door for both of them into the Marth and Roy hall

Sheik: Link?

Link: Yeah? he turned quickly at Sheik, looking eager.

Sheik: Do you know anybody that likes to go to the beach?

Link: What? he replied back, puzzled bu the question.

Sheik: You heard me.

Link: You're being serious, right?

Sheik: her face screwed up in a soft anger Of course I'm being serious, this isn't a joke! I-

Link: Ok, ok! Calm. he motioned his hands downward Calm. he stared at her, waiting for her to explode, but her face returned to normal I can't really think of anybody at the moment. he looked up, trying to think I know a few that have gone to the beach, but noone who really "likes" going there.

Sheik: Like who?her face exampling the same eagerness Link's had earlier

Link: Well, there's Ness, Math, Roy, Samus, and Zelda went too.

Sheik: This Samus person again. Link opened the Kirby Pink door into the kitchen that roamed with the smell of fried sausage and other Smasher goods.

Link: Sit herehe pointed to a chair, taking a seat of his own. So...Link muttered, trying to think of something to say that would make sense.

Peach scuffled over their way in her preppy Peachiness, and asked for their order.

Sheik: her stomach growled again as the inticing smell continued to float aboutshe licked her lips, and thought of some names that just poured out of her mouth Let's see I'll take some Gohyaa-chanpluu, Naabehraa-nbushii, Soumin-chanpluu, Uchinaa-suba, Kuubu-irichi, Raftei, Inamuduchi, Ashitibichi, Toufuyou, and some Tundarbun.

the two stared at her shocked by the diffrent language

Peach: I don't know if Mario can do that! she exclaimed, blinking at Sheik I can't spell it either!

Sheik grabbed the pad from her and jotted down the names of her food orders, and sent her on her way, then looked at Link

Link: You think you can eat all that, I mean, that is alot, even if they are small dishes.

Sheik: She nodded lightly, and stared at Link Go ahead?

Link: Excuse me?

Sheik: Go ahead, ask me. I know you want to ask me something, so, ask.

Link: Um, alright then. What's with the sudden intrest in beaches?

Sheik: I can't tell you, or at least not here.

Link: he sighed lightly Why not?

Sheik: I don't think anyone would understand.

Link: What's it about?

Sheik: My past.

Link: You mean finally you've found something about it?

Sheik: I need your help. I need to find out who took this picture that I have.(I never knew how hard to type with a cat on your hands)she pulled out the folded photograph and handed it to Link, and he unfolded it secretly and carefully.

Link: I can't help you here, all I know is that it could have been-he was cut off by a loud explosion from outside, causing the Smashers to cry out in shock, and dash outside to find the cause of such a commotion. *^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^*^X^* Explosions, chaos, unanswered questions, what else could there be? Find out in the next chapter!