"Ike wait!" Luckily for Marth, speed was not something Ike exceled at, so Marth could easily catch up to him. Getting up himself, Marth starting rushing to the mercenary. Little did he know a large tree meant large roots that spread under the surface and stuck out unnoticed. Down he fell, tripping over a root. Lifting himself up, holding his ankle in his hands, he whined in a high pitched voice. "Ow…."

"Marth!" Pit yelped loud enough for only Link to hear, who covered his open mouth with his hand in shock.

"MARTH!" Ike heard the fall loud and clear and boy, it had to have hurt. He sprinted back with his heart pounding. Marth was hurt because of him.

"Marth oh my gosh, where does it hurt,"

"My ankle," Marth took heavy breaths. "Don't worry about it Ike, if I can handle battling smashers almost daily, I can handle a little pain," Marth tried hiding his watery eyes but Ike was too smart for that. "No, you're hurt. You can't move your foot. I'm bringing you back inside," With that said, Ike lifted up Marth bridal style and carried him back to the emergency room in the Smash mansion. Even though he was in pain, Marth blushed.

"C'mon!" Link announced as he started charging down the green hill. Pit followed as fast as he could...a little too fast.

"Link I'm gonna…WOAH!" Link turned to see a rolling angel head his way, knocking him down like a bowling pin and onto the flat land.

"Now I see why you and Marth get along so well," Link stood on feet rubbing his head. Pit hopped up and grabbed his hand, almost pulling out his arm socket, and ran. "MARTH WE'RE COMING!"

In the emergency room in the Smash Bros mansion, Marth laid on a white hospital-like bed. Two others accompanied him; Ike and Dr. Mario. Marth was given some painkillers to decrease the pain he had in his ankle. The drowsy effect it had put him to sleep.

"How is he Dr. Mario?" Ike asked concerned.

"It was just a nasty fall that gave off temporary pain," the doctor replied in his heavy Italian accent. "All he needed was a few painkillers. Once he wakes up, he'll be fine."

"Thank you so much doctor, and I apologize this happened this late at night," Ike grinned.

"Hey, accidents happen, no trouble at all." The doctor placed his fists on his hips like a superhero. "Just bring him back to his room to rest."

"Of course," Ike once again lifted the surprisingly light Marth bridal style in his arms. Dang he looked cute sleeping. Ike took his time with every step he took. Not only did he want to be careful with his sleeping beauty, he had to prevent waking the other smashers.

"Ike!" a voice cried in a whisper. Ike heard footsteps and froze. It was his close Hylian friend with an angel in white beside him. "Link? Pit? What are you two doing up?"

"We overheard what happened from the doctor and got worried. Is Marth alright?" Link asked.

"Yeah, he just took a nasty fall." Ike responded.

"In looooove," Pit snickered to Link who smiled briefly.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Anyway, I'm gonna bring Marth back up to his room. I'll see you guys later." Ike turned and made his way to his destination.

"Well today was an interesting day wasn't it?" Link stretched his arms. Pit yawned. "Never would have thought our best friends would fall in love with each other like that,"

"'In love' sounds a bit too strong for that. Today was the first day they actually hung out together." Link reminisced.

The two started walking. Pit cupped his head from behind. "Yeah I guess. I wonder what it feels like to fall in love." Link blushed at that statement. "Link, how did it feel when you fell for Zelda?"

Link looked up in shock, then back at Pit. "If you want the truth Pit, I never liked Zelda like that. I do love her and we are very close friends, but no, I'm not 'in love' with her." He explained. "Besides, I've had my eye on someone else."

"Ooh, anyone I know?" Pit asked excited.

"It's…. someone from my world. Someone fun-loving and loyal and very….cute. This person makes me happy when I'm around them; I guess THAT'S what it means to fall in love."

"Aww I'm happy for you Link." Pit smiled. "Well I guess I should head to my room now. After today's event, I gotta be wide awake to see what tomorrow has in store for us,"

"Of course," Link replied. "I guess we're heading our separate ways. I'll see you tomorrow."

Pit nodded and waved. "Goodnight Link!"

"Goodnight Pit,"

They were off.

Meanwhile, Ike reached Marth's room. He carefully opened the door and stepped into the blackened room. Sighing, he rested the prince on the large bed and dimmed the lights on just a little bit to selfishly snatch the chance to see the one he loved most in a deep sleep. The reflection in Marth's armor caught his attention. He couldn't just leave him like that, sleeping with armor on hurts like hell (he knows from experience). Leaning in closer to remove the metal protection, he carefully observed Marth's facial features: his glowing flawless skin, his long eyelashes, his soft pink lips that Ike was so close to touching. He buried his face in his hands. He ruined everything.

"Mmmm," small noises exited the smaller male's mouth.

Ike blushed. 'So cute!' He thought to himself. He proceeded to removing his love's armor. First his boots, then his shoulder pads, all that was left was his chest plate. For this, in order to keep Marth in that same sleeping position, Ike had no choice but to place his knees on each side of the prince's waist to remove it properly. He was stealthy and tried not to make any poor gestures with his hands. He was successful at undoing the straps, it was removing it from underneath him that was difficult. Setting his hands on either side of Marth's head, he reached for the back.

The dozy effect of the medication must have worn off a little for the prince could feel the warm breath trickle on his neck making him squirm. His other senses came to woke. The first thing his half open eyes showed him was the blurriness of a large blue figure hovering over him. He smiled. His eyes were bloodshot; some would confuse him for a drunken man. Ike's heart sped up.

"Ike..." His voice was groggy. "I... adore you..." His voice faded and his eyes collapsed into another deep slumber. The mercenary was beat red. There was no way he heard what he thought he heard. No of course he didn't mean it, that was the medication talking. Ike was able to remove the chest plate without the prince waking up again. He moved himself off of Marth's body and covered him with the blanket. Ike couldn't stay there much longer, he needed sleep after this long day. Sighing, he took one last glimpse at the prince before hitting the lights and closing the door as he exited. This was going to be a tough night.

These chapters are coming out very slow and I apologize. ~ Junior year in high school + friends and family + writer's block = slow updating. Thank you all for still reading/following ^~^