His Secret Life.

Summary: A usual suspect has a secret life that even his brother has no idea about. Things spiral out of control when his secret life starts to collide with his regular life.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognise - like Daisy, Luigi, Mario, Mona, Peach, Plum, Waluigi and Wario. I do own Amy. She is a creation of mine and is based on a girl I know very well.

Chapter 1

On this particular Thursday night a small feminine figure trotted away from the direction of a warp pipe that she had just appeared from. The night was rainy and windy so it was no wonder that the figure was all cloaked up and trying to hide from the rain. As she trotted she kept her sight on the building ahead of her. The rain splashing on the floor in front of her as her feet made continuous contact with the floor. She was soaked from head to foot and was so cold. Her feet and hands felt like they were going to drop off at any given moment but not once did she falter as she trotted to her destination.

When she came up to the road that separated her from warmth she glanced up and down several times to make sure it was all-safe. The only traffic to be seen was the giant Wiggler Bus right on time. Guessing she could make it she attempted to cross the road, but it appeared to her that the bus was speeding up so she waited. As the bus drove past at a moderate speed it ripped straight through a puddle and at least half of the puddle cascaded over the woman.

Screaming in annoyance she made obscene gestures at the bus long after it had vanished. After making the final dash across the road she reached the building she sought. Taking a few moments to glance up at the building entrance she smiled. As she walked towards the door a Toad in a red coat opened it obligingly for her.

"Thank you" She said politely. She walked over to a large oak desk and enquired about her room with the Toad sat behind it.

"Room 316, he's already here. Enjoy your stay at the Toad Lodge" The Toad said cheerfully.

Taking the elevator to the third floor she sighed to herself. Finally she was out of the cold. Patiently she waited for her floor to arrive and when it did she hurried out and quickly found the room she was staying in. With a sharp knock she rapped on the door. But there was no answer. Taking it upon herself she opened the door and allowed herself entry.

Glancing around the room she spotted a body lolling on the couch. Shaking her head she took in his appearance. His body was thin and worn, like it had seen many rough times. Messy hair due to the fact his hair was also soaked. Though she supposed his hair was wet due to the fact he had just had a shower. Noticing the fact he was wearing just a t-shirt and his boxers she grinned. Walking over to his sleeping form she sat on a tiny area of the couch where he hadn't yet taken over. She smiled to herself. She was quite attracted to the guy. He wasn't overly attractive, in fact he was hardly attractive but it was the way he carried himself that made her want him.

He was dark and very secretive. Hardly spoke to anyone and she liked him because he had a bad reputation. But really she figured he wasn't too bad. He just had the reputation. She found out with him that his reputation was slightly over exaggerated. But that's how he liked it so she never begged to differ.

Lifting up her hand she brushed some of his hair away from his face. For once he looked calm and relaxed. She didn't want to wake him for he always seemed restless. He hardly slept when they were together. She removed her hand when he stirred. Looking around the room she saw their bed was still made. Removing herself from the couch she walked over to the bed and claimed the bed covers. Bringing them back over to the couch she covered up her peaceful lover.

She didn't actually know if lover was the right term for what they had. They weren't exactly in a relationship; it was just basically a casual get together once a week. After covering him up she started to peel off her clothes and headed towards the shower. A warm shower was just what she needed after wandering around outside in a cold. Opening up the glass shower door she turned on the water.

Stepping into the shower she let the warm water wash over her face. About ten minutes later and she had forgotten where she was. In a world of her own she hummed to herself.

"Amy?" Came a voice from outside the shower. Waking from her own world she turned round to see her lover staring at her with a half amused expression plastered on his face. Grinning at him she got out the shower and headed straight for him. After planting a kiss on his face she reached for the nearest towel.

"You're late" He said watching her dry herself. Shaking her wet hair and spraying him she smiled.

"So would you be in this weather, you have a car!" She exclaimed, resting her hands on her hips in a playful manner. This manner was normally lost on him. He shrugged and walked off. She followed him.

When she caught up with him she nudged him playfully and then wrapped her arms around him. She was so pleased to see him. It was as nothing was better then waiting for Thursdays to come so she could go and spend the night in his company.

"So then Waluigi, how's your week been?" She asked him, she really did want to know.

"The usual,"

"O.k, fine, thats fine,"

"Must you be so chirpy all the time?" He snapped at her. For the first time Amy was taken a back. She wasn't offended because this was what he was always like.

"Sorry," She muttered. He nodded. She didn't say anything for the next minutes; she just sat there staring at the bed. He watched her as she stared in the opposite direction. Their arrangement suited him fine. He had no need for a relationship with anyone. Yet Amy seemed so perfect for him. She asked no questions and was equally happy to keep things casual. She was good looking too. Her long dark brown hair sweeping down over her shoulders, her pretty green eyes and a pale complexion. Yes, she was a good-looking girl. Which always made him wonder 'why him?' Surely she could have the pick of the men with her looks, but no. She came to the guy who repulsed women.

He often thought she didn't deserve to be involved in any way shape or form with someone like him, but then his natural force took over. It was her choice; he wasn't making her do anything she didn't want to. He wasn't that much of a moron. He did some sort of intimate relationship with someone, Luigi had Daisy (took him a while to get over that one), Mario had Peach and even Wario had Mona. He had no one, or well he didn't as far as they knew. It made him feel slightly better about himself knowing that he knew something they didn't. He told know one about his alliance with Amy and he intended to keep it that way.

When he had finished thinking about this boring trivial stuff he came to his senses and realised that Amy had moved away from him and was now in their bed. He smirked at her forwardness and turned off the lights before going to join her.