It wasn't very often that Lucina found herself on the roof. Really, this was only her second time up here, the first time being the mandatory tour around the mansion that all newcomers were subjected to. The blue-haired swordswoman hadn't needed to come up here anytime after the tour, as she hadn't really seen a point to it. Besides now, of course.

Lucina sighed, laying back from where she had been sitting at the edge of the roof. Today had been awful, hadn't it? She allowed a wry chuckle to spill from her lips. She had gotten destroyed in almost every match she participated in today, and worst of all was the fact that Chrom was visiting for the week. She had messed up with her father watching, and couldn't stand to go back to her room where Robin would be. She had let her down too. And it was too late for anywhere else to be open, so Lucina supposed that the roof was her only option anyways.

She traced the stars with her eyes. Thousands of glittering pinpricks winked back at her, stunning and infinite and breathtaking and everything she was not. "Bet this never happened to you," Lucina mumbled.

"Hey!" Someone growled from behind her, sharply snapping Lucina out of her daze. "That's my spot." Lucina jumped and swiftly whirled around. Crimson eyes glared back at her, their owner crossing his arms over his chest and tapping his foot impatiently.

"S-Sorry!" Lucina hastily apologized, scooching over. "I didn't know that this was, uh-"

The angel huffed and raised an eyebrow. "That's not exactly what I meant."

Lucina flushed, feeling an embarrassed heat rise to her face. "I can leave if you want," She timidly offered.

Dark Pit rolled his eyes, "Don't bother," He stated shortly, sitting down next to her. Lucina nervously twiddled her fingers as a thick silence came between them.

"So," Dark Pit started, surprising her. "Why are you up here?"

Lucina flinched at his rather harsh tone, but gave him a reply, "Well, I didn't really do very well today-"

"Damn right you didn't," Dark Pit snickered.

Lucina shot him a glare. "If you're just going to be mean, then I'm not going to talk."

Dark Pit rolled his eyes and shrugged, "Okay, fine." He leaned back slightly, focusing his hypnotizing crimson gaze back on her. "Continue."

"Well I just-," Lucina sighed, "I don't know! I feel like I let everyone down, and my family is visiting today, and-," Lucina felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, and she violently swiped them away.

Suddenly Lucina felt a warm hand on her arm. "Woah. Chill out." Dark Pit commanded. She shot him a confused glance, and he hastily redacted his hand. That was odd; the angel was never known for being very touchy. "Your matches were totally rigged," He assured her.

Lucina raised an eyebrow, "Rigged? All smash battles are completely fair. Master Hand would know if anyone was cheating…"

Dark Pit scoffed and crossed his arms. "Not that kind of rigged, genius. I mean your opponents." He leaned back and flapped his wings for emphasis. "I was watching today. They pitted you against a lot of projectile fighters." He glanced at her, "Who was your worst fight today, Link?"

Lucina nodded, tight-lipped. She recalled how the hylian hero had mopped the floor with her. She could hardly get in close with all of his arrows.

"Not only is Link a veteran from the very first tournament," The angel stated scathingly, "But he spammed his arrows the whole match." He smirked, and added snarkily, "And trust me, I know about arrow spam."

Lucina let out a light laugh. Dark Pit was more funny than she had expected - in a sarcastic, critical sort of way. She was feeling a bit better, too; it turned out that the angel's blunt way of "comforting" others was exactly what she needed.

"Thanks," Lucina graciously smiled at Dark Pit, "I really needed that."

The angel blinked at her, a slight bit of surprise in his crimson eyes. His face eventually morphed into a grin, "No problem. After all, us clones have to stick together, right?"

Before Lucina could reply, she caught someone shouting from below. "Lucina!" Someone called out, joined by a similar, yet more masculine voice. "Lucina?"

Dark Pit flicked his wings lightly, "You should go back down. I'm sure they're pretty concerned about you."

Lucina nodded, and made her way towards the stairway. However, before she opened the door, she turned around. "You should come down too," She offered. "It's pretty cold."

Dark Pit shook his head. "I'll be fine," He stated, a teasing smirk painting his face. "You should leave now before the Robins have a collective heart attack."

Lucina hesitated, but smiled back at him. "Okay," She agreed softly. "And… thank you. Again."

As she made her way down the stairs, she thought idly to herself, Maybe I should go up to the roof more often.

Note: Okay, so this is my first time writing Kurocina. Heck, this is my first time writing any sort of smash fic, so I would very much appreciate any sort of criticism! I've never played Fire Emblem, but I am heavily invested in Kid Icarus, so expect Lucina to be less in-character than Dark Pit is. Anyways, that's all I've got, let me know if you want me to write more!