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Bladegryphon: I know, there are way too little stories in the Skies of Arcadia section… It's such a pity. And I'm way too busy to even think of starting to write any more stories than this and "The Smash Files."
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The Arrival
"Is that the Smash Building?" Roy looked at a large white building through binoculars.
"Yeah, if our ship's still in course." Vyse answered, looking at the compass and map at the same time.
"So it took a little less than two days…" Marth said calmly, feeling a bit bittersweet of needing to go away from the pirate he'd grown fond of in such a little time.
"Yeah, the wind was good. I hope it was always a weather like this!" The Blue Rogue looked outside, the day was nice and warm, only a few clouds on the sky.
"It'll be only a few hours from now on. I guess we should get ready." The general said, leaving the room. He had spent a lot of his time thinking about the tournament. He went to the Captain's chambers, taking the brochure in his hands and started thinking again. Every time he looked at the brochure he wanted to go more and more. And Vyse had promised to stay with him.
He sat down on the couch, knowing that sailing was what the pirate lived for and that he'd left for that Blue Rogue, accepting that he'd be a pirate as well when accompanying him. He'd run away with him, his father's threats ringing in his ears. And he'd never regretted one second.
Vyse was now ready to do the same for him. He was ready to stay by his side if he decided to go to the tournament, he'd never leave. And that was a huge promise from someone who had been on a boat for his whole life, sailing and never stopping to stay still for too long.
Roy sighed. He was jealous to Marth because the prince went there and at the same time he knew he could go too. He wished he could talk to Vyse seriously, hear exactly what the pirate wanted. The brunette was always thinking others good and that annoyed him in a weird way. He never heard what Vyse wanted, he always heard what the Captain thought others wanted.
I'll go if you're not going to stop me, no matter how guilty I would feel, because you said it's okay. As long as we can be together, everything's fine.
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"Marco!" Vyse shouted.
"Yeah?" The redheaded boy came to him.
"We're going to dock soon, get everyone ready."
So the trip is over… Marth thought as he looked at the docks that came closer all the time. I never had the chance to get to know you better…
"…Is everything all right?" The brunette asked from him, seeing his glassy look.
"Huh?" The prince snapped out of it. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just been wonderful to travel with you two."
"Oh, great to hear." The nougat eyed boy said, never understanding the meaning of the courtesies. He slowed the ship down as they reached the docks, shouting commands to the other sailors. The noble admired the way everyone did exactly what Vyse wanted, no one questioned. But, of course, a ship's crew was a bit different from an army. They were pirates because they wanted to, soldiers were soldiers because they had to.
The Swan swam to the docks proudly, It's white sails billowing. Some people came to the pier to help them dock as they saw the beautiful ship come to view. It was a wonderful sight, the large white ship gliding through the water, splitting it beautifully but mercilessly like an enemy that had come in front of it.
As soon as the Swan had been docked, the three went to see the tiny fishing town of Haine, famous for its Starfish Pasta. They looked at the town build in the time of the renaissance, living a peaceful life far from the big cities. Some people had gathered around the three of them, asking questions about their arrival.
"Hi, everyone! I'm Vyse the Blue Rogue and these are Roy and Marth." The brunette said cheerfully to the people.
"We're here to escort the Prince to the Smash Building." Roy answered the question many had asked.
"Aren't you coming?" Marth asked silently from him.
"Yeah, I think I am, but I'm not sure yet." The general said although he knew he would go if his beloved wouldn't stop him. He just wanted to have a little time alone with Vyse.
They pushed through the crowd of excited people asking for autographs from Marth, heading towards the white building farther away from the town. Vyse told the two swordsmen to wait for him outside the town before he disappeared to an armour shop. Roy was more than glad to get away from the people, but he understood their excitement. In a place like this, behind the gods backs, probably the most exciting event during the year was how the lady next door had fallen over in her stairs. And now that the Prince of Althea had walked through their town, oh, that would be the event of the decade. They walked away from the town and sat down on the grass near an old milestone, both sighing.
"Being a celebrity is such a curse." Marth finally said.
"I know." Roy answered. "I'm happy that no one here knows me."
"Sometimes I wish that no one knew me. I would live as a pirate like you or as an adventurer or something."
"Maybe you should just leave your castle and wander around."
"But I'm a prince. I can't just leave like that."
"I could."
"But… how?"
"I'd just walk away. Never look back." Roy said what he would do, but he had actually done it. All because of the Captain of the Swan.
"But the people of Althea need me. One day I need to return and obtain my place as a member of the Royal Family and eventually, as a King."
"Well, have it your way." The general said. He knew his father cared for him, but what had been done had been done and he couldn't go back. He would be executed. And his father probably already had a new inheritor. Roy didn't care. He sighed, feeling awkward in the silence between him and the cobalt eyed prince.
Marth was staring at the grass, his eyes indicating that he was in his thoughts. After the tournament he would return to the destroyed. Althea that had been forced to live under the reign of Akanea. He would go back and be a King. But did he really want that? He sighed. He would be trapped inside the castle like he had been his whole life, never having fun with his friends like normal youngsters did.
This was his adventure. He realised that he was jealous to Roy, who was free from the pain of being trapped in your depot, free from his duties, free from everything that chained him to his country. He was dead to the people in Ertruria.
But does your father know you're alive?"Roy…"
"Hm?" The general had followed the movement of his finger playing with the grass the whole time he'd been thinking.
"How can you be so free?" Marth said, still half in his thoughts.
"I've made my own choices." The redheaded teen answered, smiling a large smile. "Don't be so glum, Marth. I'm sure all the other smashers are enjoying this, so I think we should too."
I'm envious of you, Roy. "Yeah, I guess so."
"Okay, Marth you were right about the armour. It was worth 5500." Vyse walked towards them, smiling. The fiery boy stood up and gave the cobalt eyed man a hand. He took it, pushing the envious thoughts away from his mind. He was free too. For now.
The Smash Building was bigger than they had expected. It was huge. The white walls with the red roof and big windows gave them a welcoming feeling, they felt like coming home as they walked through the beautiful garden. Someone had really wanted them to feel cosy.
Roy and Vyse stopped in front of the door, letting Marth ring the doorbell. He was the smasher and they were just escorting him. A black haired girl, her long frizzy hair in two long plaits opened the door. She was wearing a cleaner's dress, black with a white apron. The prince of Althea bowed and introduced himself with Roy and Vyse. As soon as the girl heard his name, a respecting glow came to her eyes.
"It is a pleasure to meet you all." She said as she bowed. "I'm Carla, a chambermaid."
"A pleasure meeting you as well." The noble nodded.
"Uh, please, follow me." Carla turned around and lead the way to the living room, where a noble looking girl and a man with a helmet where talking excitedly. She stopped in the door, respecting those in the room and smiled as she intoruduced:
"Princess Peach and Captain Falcon, these are Marth, Roy and Vyse." Then the frizzy haired girl turned to the three, repeating almost the same.
"Hello." Peach stood up, but the noble told her not to do that.
"Ciao, fellas!" The F-Zero driver showed him his thumb. "Cool da have ya here."
"Great to be here!" Vyse grinned. They sat down, talking with the two about everything between heaven and earth. Time flew on the wings of a bird, and more people came. They met strange creatures like Pikachu and Jigglypuff, a young psychic boy, another beautiful princess and two plumbers with an Italian accent. When it was starting to get late, Vyse and Roy decided to leave.
"Aww, you should stay a little longer." The small boy whose name Ness was, said.
"But it's getting late." The general answered, looking at the clock on the wall.
"Yeah." The brunette said goodbye to everyone and left the room when Marth stopped the redhead by taking a hold of his hand. "Roy…"
"Wha--?"
"Just that… please come to the tournament."
"I guess I will." The sapphire eyed boy smiled before he exited the room. In the hallway he realised that the pirate was probably waiting for him outside, because he couldn't see him.
He heard the door bell ring and thought that Vyse was probably ringing it because he was starting the grow tired of waiting. But he wasn't the impatient type. Roy's curiosity grew when Carla ran past him to open the door.
Link stepped inside, asking was this surely the right place, the Smash Building. When he got a consent answer, he smiled a relieved sigh, lifting his belt. Suddenly his eyes met with blue curious sapphires that belonged to a redheaded boy. He felt a sigh escaping his lips as he just stared into the blueness of those eyes. A weird, warm feeling took him over, like he was in a pleasant bath, his whole body relaxed.
"...right?"
"Huh?" He snapped out of it, turning his face to the girl that had opened the door.
"Are you all right?" Carla asked again.
"Uh… Umm… Yeah…"
"Hi, I'm Roy. Who're you?" The redheaded boy said, smiling.
Roy…"I-I'm Link."
Roy…"Aren't you the Hero of Time?"
"Y-yeah, I'm he. And y-you're?" The blonde said, feeling his ears burning.
"I'm the ex-general of the armies of the Lord of Pharae Principality's. Now I'm just a pirate."
"A pirate? W-why are you a pirate?" Link felt the warmth of the boy radiating to the room.
"I just wanted to be free." Roy said, remembering their talk with Marth earlier. Then he remembered the brunette who was waiting for him. "I'm sorry, but I have to leave now. It was nice to meet you, Link."
Roy… Don't leave…"W-why?" The elf said, looking in the blue sapphires.
"I need to go to sleep." The general opened the door and said good bye before disappearing to the night.
Roy…---
"You took your time, didn't you?" Vyse said with a grin.
"Yeah, I met another smasher."
"The boy in the green tunic? Link was his name?"
"Yeah." The blue eyed boy said. "But I don't think it is so late that we should go to sleep yet…"
"I wasn't planning that either." The Captain smiled.
Roy blushed. "I'm sorry, I just felt weird when the prince was aboard… Like he could hear us."
"I know. But now he's not anymore!"
"Yeah…" The boy's face reddened more.
"Let's go." Vyse wrapped his arm around the boy's waist as they walked back to the Swan, both knowing what they would do.
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"Hi, Link!" Zelda ran to her Hero and wrapped her arms around him, closing him in a warm embrace.
"Hi, Zelda. Great to see you again." Link answered his thoughts still in the boy that he'd met a while ago.
"Link? Are you the Hero of Time?" Marth stood up and bowed to him as he introduced himself.
"Yeah, but aren't you the Prince of Althea?"
"Mm-hm. The exiled prince." The noble said, looking at his feet.
"Wow, it's an honour to meet you."
They spoke until late night before going to sleep, both feeling how that night was the beginning of a great friendship. However, Link couldn't stop thinking about the boy he'd met, it seemed like whatever he did, the general's face was in his mind.
When he was lying on his bed, trying to sleep, he wondered what Roy was doing at that moment.
Is he thinking about me like I'm thinking about him? Probably not. Stupid Link. He's probably sound asleep right now.
He turned his side, never getting his thoughts off Roy.
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"What are you planning, Vyse?" Roy sat on top of the Captain's bed cross-legged, his eyes tied with a black scarf.
"I'm preparing a nice bath." The Blue Rogue said seductively, placing his lips on the general's, immediately gaining his way in with his tongue. Their tongues wrestled for a while, but Vyse won it and started tickling his beloved's palate.
"A nice bath…" The redhead said after the kiss, groping for another one.
"Mm-hm… For the both of us." Vyse turned him over on the bed, sitting on his lap and touching his body through the fabric of his tunic. He heard Roy's quiet sigh of pleasure as his hand travelled down to the boy's pants.
"I need to go check the water." He sat up, when he remembered the bath.
"No…" The general tried to stop him and pull him back down, but he was too fast. He grinned to the general, who lay on his bed with a hand on his forehead before disappearing to the bathroom.
"Okay…" Roy heard the pirate say and how the water was turned off.
He felt Vyse on top of him again and pulled him close to a passionate kiss. The pirate's hands opened his belt buckle and tore his belt off, tossing it on the floor. Roy tried to get up to undress his lover, but the brunette held him down, placing sweet kisses on him.
When they were both completely naked, Vyse took the general's hand and guided the boy to the bathroom where the warm bath was waiting for them. He helped the boy who still had the scarf blocking his view in the bath tube before going in himself.
"Roy, relax… The excitement has made you tense…" The nougat eyed boy whispered in his lover's ear as he moved closer, his hands massaging Roy's body gently.
The general felt his lover's soft touch on his body, the hands searching every inch of his body, his lips kissing right after. He let himself be touched as he relaxed under the skilled hands.
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Roy… Roy…
I think you just stole my heart as a pirate…
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Aww… Link you're sooo cute! Because this isn't my main story, please review if you want me to update sooner, okay? Nah, review anyway. And please, read my Tristan & Isolde, it really needs more reviews! Thank you for reading!
