A/N:

My second Super Smash Brother story! My first one is doing okay, and I'm still writing it, but I'm just being a little lazy. I had thought of this a while back, and finally got to start it. So hopefully, this isn't too original, I decided to write about a love triangle, between Zelda, Marth and Link. Even though I hate Zelda, I feel like writing it. I just hope another one like this isn't already out; I haven't seen one. Hehe…

Disclaimer: Don't own Super Smash Brothers! Never will. I will say it once and once only!

Enjoy!

Thy Heart for Whom?

Chapter 1

" Hey! Zel, you okay?"

Zelda's good friend, Princess Peach noticed the miserable and exhausted look that fell on the Hylian's pretty face. Both girls sat in the Dinning Hall at the Super Smash Brother's Campus, eating breakfast. Peach had already finished her two pieces of eggs and sausage. Zelda sat with her elbow on the table, holding the bottom of her chin in the palm of her hand. She lightly held the end of her folk, watching as it twirled around her bacon.

Peach waited for her friend to speak, but had gotten nothing but silence. The mushroom princess grabbed her glass and quickly drank down the remainder of her orange juice. She eyed Zelda's glass, noticing that the princess hasn't even touched hers. Zelda had been acting differently ever since the flyers had gone up about the Super Smash Brothers dance coming up this Friday. Peach couldn't possibly think that it was the dance that's getting Zelda in such strange moods. Zelda was just as popular as her; so going to the dance with someone wasn't the problem.

Peach politely licked her lips and sat the empty glass down next to her. Zelda sighed deeply, looking at the table like in trance. Peach looked around the Dinning Hall, at the other smashers. The Ice Climbers had their own table in the corner, while Mario and Luigi both teamed up on Doctor Mario. Captain Falcon and Samus were hitting it off nicely, and Yoshi was showing Kirby his new moves with the help of Jigglypuff.

Peach turned her attention back to Zelda, who still hasn't moved from her spot. Peach sighed getting irritated, and reached over the table snapping her fingers in front of Zelda's face.

Zelda blinked, dropping her folk onto her plate. " Huh?"

" You alive? Why have you been ignoring me?" Peach demanded; feeling a little disappointed.

" I'm sorry," Zelda quickly apologized finally grabbing her juice. Peach watched as Zelda brought it up to her lips, but stopped. She sighed again when her eyes fell upon the flyer on the far hand wall and lowered the glass back to the table. " I've been thinking…"

" About?"

" The dance…"

Peach chuckled shaking her head. " I can't believe that the dance is the reason why you are acting like this."

" It's not just the dance," Zelda confessed softly. " It's something about it."

Peach's eyes widened getting thrilled. She clapped her hands and moved her plate to the side so she could rest her arms upon the table. Zelda did the same, and leaned forward about to explain her reasons for being out of it in the last couple of days.

Before the princess had a chance to speak, an inquisitive red-haired prince had taken a seat next to the girls, getting himself all into the conversation.

" Whatcha girls talking about?" Roy smiled, as he switched glances from Zelda to Peach, seeing that they had the same expressions to his arrival.

" Who invited you?" Peach questioned, glaring her bright blue eyes at the young prince.

" I invited myself, is that okay?" Roy answered, returning the glare.

Zelda shook her head pushing the young red-haired away from their table. " No, you were never apart of this conversation."

Roy moved away from her touch and brought himself back to the table. " I heard you two were talking about the dance," Roy grinned raising his eyebrows. He looked at Zelda, mainly applying this question to her. " Who are you going with?"

" Who thinks I'm going to tell you?" Zelda paused for a moment looking around the room. She had never noticed Roy before, where did he come from? " Were you spying on us?"

Roy playfully frowned before laughing. " Maybe…good-bye." He winked and jumped to his feet running out of the dinning room, leaving the girls in complete shock.

Peach watched as he swiftly ran past Falco, almost knocking him to the ground. When the prince wasn't in sight, Peach turned her attention back to Zelda and sighed, getting what just happened out of her mind.

Zelda sat in disbelief that Roy might have actually spied on them. The young 16-year-old prince was an out-going one, but she never pictured him spying, especially on them.

" What was that all about?"

Peach shrugged, waving her off. " Forget him. He's Roy, remember? Now back to what you were going to tell me."

Zelda nodded and leaned forward resting her arms on the table. She didn't really want to tell anyone her dilemma that was going on right now, but knew that Peach might be able to help. If anyone knows how to get out of a situation like this, then it's Peach.

" Two people asked me to go to the dance with them," Zelda explained all at once.

Peach was shocked and enthusiastic at the same time. She grinned, and couldn't stop from smiling. " Seriously? Get out! Who?"

" Well, Marth and Link," Zelda confessed. " Marth asked first right after lunch yesterday and Link asked last night."

" What did you say?"

" I said I'd get back to them."

" Oh my god, girl you have a tough one on your shoulders."

" What should I do?"

Peach shrugged, " I don't know…both of them are cute!" Peach giggled.

Zelda shook her head solemnly. " You're not helping."

" Sorry, I think the easiest way to settle it is go out with the one you like."

" That's the problem, I like them both…"

" Well, good-luck." Peach paused for a moment. " Who do you like more?"

Zelda sighed burying her face within her arms. She didn't know that making a decision was going to be this difficult, especially one that's probably going to affect her time here at the campus.

Marth impatiently paced back and fourth in his dorm, sweat dripped down his face. He was tense, he wasn't afraid to admit it. He waited dearly for Zelda's answer. Hoping that she would agree to go to the dance with him. Ever since they had first met, he had his eyes set on the beautiful princess. Now was his chance to explain to her how he had truly felt, but he prayed she had the same feelings for him.

The blue-haired prince sat down on the nearest bed, resting his elbows on his knees. He rubbed his throbbing blue eyes, tired after staying awake all night from the pain that flowed through out his body. After his painful match against Bowser, Marth was happy that he had won. The bruises not only showed that he could take a lot of punches, but that he wasn't going to give up on a good fight.

The psychic Pokemon sat quietly on his bed, watching the eager waiting prince. He grinned and chuckled softly, watching like it was some sort of movie. Marth turned his attention to the Pokemon, clearly hearing the laugh and seeing the grin on his face.

" What's so funny?" Marth snapped.

" You just humor me," Mewtwo replied calmly.

Marth opened his mouth to speak, but the door swung open as the tired panting Roy entered the room. Marth stood to his feet, as Roy held his side walking over to his bed, his red cape dragged out behind him. After running for quiet some time, he had developed a serious cramp.

" Well?" Marth questioned hovering over Roy who collapsed on his bed.

Roy looked up at the ceiling, until Marth's blue head blocked his view. Roy sighed and sat up causing Marth to step back. He panted for a bit longer, catching his breath and making sure that he doesn't cough up a lung.

" What have you learned?" Marth raised his tone, almost yelling at his young friend.

" Nothing!" Roy confessed. " I kind of couldn't hold myself back so I joined their conversation."

" You let them see you?" Marth placed his hand on his face shaking his head. " Do you understand what undercover means?"

" Hey, I don't like the idea of spying on them."

" It was your idea," Marth remarked.

Roy paused, pondering over the thought. He chuckled and nodded. " Oh yea, I forgot, my bad!"

" I need to know who's she's going to take to the dance!" Marth explained sitting down next to Roy.

" Sheesh! I've never seen a guy so worked up about a girl," Roy shook his head.

Mewtwo couldn't help but help the desperate prince out. It seems that the only way the situation is going to get more interesting is if more new information is thrown out into the open.

" If you must know, you aren't the only one who had asked the princess to the dance."

Marth and Roy both turned their attention to Mewtwo. Marth stood walking closer to the Pokemon, curious at who else was trying to win Zelda's heart. " Who else?"

Roy raised his hands in the air. " Oh! Let me guess…" There was a bit of silence before Roy finally thought of an answer. " Link, right?"

Marth looked back at Mewtwo only to find him nodding. Marth groaned falling back onto his bed. He looked up at the ceiling and blew his hair out of his eyes. " I can't believe this!"

" Looks like you have some competition!" Roy laughed.

" What am I going to do now?" Marth asked, almost sounding like was whining.

Mewtwo stood and glided over to the middle of the room. " I have some suggestions, if you want to hear them."

" What! You have got to be kidding me!" Link exclaimed.

Falco nodded, crossing his arms. Fox and Young Link both sat waiting, for Link to say more. Both of them were stunned. Prince Marth had also asked Zelda to the dance. Link wasn't the only one; it must be the reason why she didn't answer him right away.

Link walked around the room before leaning up against the wall. There was something about that prince he never liked. Now that Marth was competing to take Zelda to the dance, things were going to get interesting. It seems Marth and him will only become enemies instead of friends.

" Zelda had known you longer," Young Link reminded. " There's a good chance that she will pick you."

Link shook his head. Just because Zelda had known him longer, didn't mean that she was going to pick him. She could only like him as a friend, and probably had a crush on Marth. He didn't want to think that she was going to pick that blue-haired prince over him. What did Marth have that he didn't?

" Hey, didn't you like Malon back at Lon Lon Ranch?" Young Link questioned.

" Yeah, so?" Link shrugged.

" Well, if she picks Marth, then you always have her."

" Young Link, I understand that you're helping, but shut up!" Link snapped.

Fox shook his head and walked over to the heated elf. " Link, no need to get mad at Young Link. He's only trying to help. Besides, Marth isn't that bad, get to know him a little."

" Why?"

" Because, maybe you both can find some way to settle this," Fox suggested.

Falco sighed and pushed Fox aside. " Fox, your just to good of a person. Let both of the guys fight over her. That's the best way to go, for us at least."

" What can I do?" Link questioned turning to his friends for help.

" Nothing, but wait and see who Zelda's picks." Young Link answered.

" She needs to answer before Friday," Falco replied, facing the Hylian.

" Friday is in four days," Link mumbled miserably.

Falco laughed and elbowed Fox in the side. " These four days are going to really interesting!"

A/N:

Please R&R. I can see me finishing this story, only if I get some reviews with them to see how I'm doing. I kind of rushed the last part, but I believe it turned out okay.

Until next time!