"Ike, of course I can train with you." Marth answered. "Lunch is just about over so we can head out to the fields for bit." Marth took the last few bites of his sandwich and cleaned his face with a napkin. Ike had already finished his meal, but sipped his drink slowly to make it seem like he wasn't rushing Marth. "That sounds great," he responded.

Marth stood up and brought his dirty dishes to the sink. Ike did the same.

"Where are they going now?" Pit asked as he observed the bluenettes leave the dining room.

"I don't know. Should we follow them?" Link asked also observing.

"That seems a little wrong, but I can't help but be curious what's going on with those two," Pit admitted.

"Me too, c'mon," Link pulled Pit's wrist, which caught him by surprise, and followed the footsteps of the two swordsmen.

"Alright, here we have a perfect view," Link lied on his stomach on the green hill that overlooked the large smooth grassy plains that stretched across the Smash mansion yard. A few different kinds of trees stood here and there that brawlers used to practice jumps and special up and down attacks. Diddy Kong was actually found sleeping in the trees three times already; eh it's a monkey thing.

"Look I see them!" Pit pointed to the two fighters drawing out their swords on the bright green surface.

"They're just…. practicing," Link observed. "Hm, I guess Ike wanted revenge for when Marth beat him earlier,"

"Well I'm still gonna keep watch, I'm still a bit curious," Pit concluded. Link sighed and turned over on his back; his hands behind his head for support.

Many hours passed practicing and getting to know each other. It was currently 6:30. During those hours, the energy of the two bluenettes had for battling died down. Ike was resting on the bark of one of the huge oak trees in the yard. Marth was lying next to him on the grass with his eyes closed. Ike looked at him and smiled. 'He is so cute when he's asleep.' There was a very small breeze blowing, but strong enough to loosen the grip of the leaves in the treetop above. A dark green leaf fell gracefully onto the nose of the napping prince below. Twitching, he sprung up in fear using his hands as support.

"Marth! Are you ok?" Ike asked in concern.

"Oh yes. My apologies. I'm just really ticklish," Marth blushed, embarrassed to have admitted that.

Ike grinned. This was his chance. "Oh are you now?" He scooted closer. The acceleration of Ike's hand made Marth a little nervous, causing his jaw to sink.

"I-Ike, please don't-,"Marth sunk lower and lower to the ground to the point where his hands collapsed underneath him. He was trapped. Ike darted his hand to Marth's small stomach. Marth squirmed due to the extra sensitivity he felt in that area. His body wriggled trying to slither out of Ike's dominant grasp. Ike's hands traveled to Marth's thin sides where the delegate royal completely lost it. His laughing grew louder and louder until his face was as red as Mario's hat. "Ike…please…I can't take it," Marth's lungs began to run low on air, causing his body to grow weak. Ike giggled. "Alright, alright."

Marth laid like an innocent puppy under the messy-haired swordsman. His breaths of defeat were heavy. "Well that woke me up," Marth commented the best he could between breaths. Ike chuckled. "I'm sorry, the opportunity was open."

"Ike! Marth! There you boys are!" That high-pitched, girly voice belonged to no other then the sweet Princess Peach walking through the dimming green fields to the two.

"You boys weren't there for dinner, but I really wanted to bring you some vanilla cupcakes I made," she held out a silver platter with two vanilla cupcakes with rose colored icing neatly swirled on top. Marth and Ike each took one. "Thank you Peach, they look delicious," Marth thanked with a smile. "Yes, thank you Peach," Ike added.

Peach shot a smile. "Enjoy boys!" She gave the two bluenettes a wave over her shoulder as she walked back to the mansion.

Pit and Link were dozed off at the top of the hill, as they have been for hours. Link's long nap had come to an end as his sky blue eyes fluttered open. Something was touching him. Turning his head over to the opposite direction, he was facing the back of Pit's head; that would explain the blanket of feathers covering his body.

"Pit," Link moaned. He didn't move.

"Pit," Link poked at the back of his head. His wings only fluttered a bit. Link's cheeks turned light pink.

"PIT!" Link shoved Pit hard enough to wake him up. "Ow! What?"

"Look down there,"

Pit laid his weight on his right arm and used his left fist to wipe away the crust in his eyes. The two swordsmen stuck out like two sore thumbs. Marth licked the rose icing like a little kitten drinking milk. Ike took bites out of his, finishing it in a matter of seconds.

"Are those Peach's cupcakes?" Pit asked unknowingly.

"Shh," Link responded.

"But Peach's cupcakes are the best, I want one!" Pit edged closer to the far tip of the hill and closer to Link. Their arms were touching. Link hid his pink face.

Marth crumbled up the wrapper of the cupcake in his fist to signal he was finished. Turning to Ike, he asked, "So Ike, would you like to practice in the woods behind the arena? It's great for practicing up, down and dodge a…." Ike started laughing into his cupped hand. "…ttacks. Ike?"

"You got a little icing on your face," Ike commented. Marth's face was a cherry.

"Lick it off, lick it off, lick it off!" Pit chanted in a soft voice.

"Pit, what the heck is wrong with you?"

"Pittoo asks me the same thing,"

"Quiet, watch,"

"Oh my gosh, that's so embarrassing! W-where is it?" Marth started to shield his face from humiliation.

Ike chuckled. "Here, I got it…" Ike slid his hand under the prince's chin to turn his face so their eyes met. Ike used his other hand to wipe away the rose coloring from Marth's nose. "There you go," Neither Ike nor Marth moved away from the position they were in. Ike's teal eyes meeting Marth's sapphires. "Th-thank you Ike..." Marth's voice grew inaudible. As if it were on instinct, both males inched their lips closer and closed eyes.

"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygo-!" Link swung one arm around Pit's shoulders and the other over his mouth. "Shhhh."

'Is this really happening? Marth and I? But is this too early? Am I making a huge mistake?' All these questions crowded Ike's mind as he was centimeters away from touching lips with whom he really loved. Eyes shooting open like blinds, Ike pulled away fast preventing the biggest mistake that could have happened. "Ike?" Marth slowly opened his eyes concerned.

"M-Marth. I-I'm sorry, I have to go," Ike lifted himself and started to dart back to the mansion.