Aerith spent a long time in the hospital. Ike came by everyday after school to see her. When Tuesday came, as soon as it was 3:00, Ike was running down the halls. "No running in the halls!" A teacher yelled at him. "Sorry Mr. Soild!" He yelled back at Snake. "I'm in a hurry!" Marth looked out the classroom door. If he was going to see Aerith, where ever she is, maybe Hanna was with here near by. Marth chased after him, silently. Ike ran down the street as fast as he could. The Doctor said that Aerith would be able to talk today and she would be well enough to get in and out of bed without a problem. He ran in the hospital and passed the lady at the counter. "Afternoon Ms. Aran!" He called, passing her desk. "Afternoon Ike." She said, filing her nails. He was so excited. He got to Aerith's room and stood at the doorway. He put his hand on the frame and watched the doctor finish the afternoon x-rays for her neck. As soon as he left, Aerith reached her hands out and yelled "Get over here!". Ike ran over to her and she hugged him. "I can leave now, Ike!" She said, happily. "Really!" "Uh-huh.I can't believe in 3 days, I got my voice back." "I can't either." Ike said, starting a moment. "hehe..." Aerith chuckled. "What?" Ike asked. "aether, either..." Ike laughed. "Should I call mom and dad? They'd be happy to see you better." Ike said. "Alright." Aerith said. Ike got out his phone from his backpack and called his parents.

Hello, this is Greil speaking.

"Hey dad."

Ah Ike! Where are you? Me and your mother haven't seen you.

"Oh, I'm down here with Aerith. She got her voice back! And she can leave the hospital now!" Ike heard his mother in the phone.

Really!

"Uh-huh."

Maybe, she could go put to dinner with us, since she's free to go.

"Yeah! Good idea!"

Alright Ike. We'll see you soon.

"Okay. Bye mom! Bye dad!

He heard his parents hang up. "Alright Aerith, they said-" He turned to see Aerith frightened. "Aerith!" "M-m-marth!" She said. She had been scared of Marth since her parents told her they had to get married. He didn't want to marry her and she didn't want to marry him, so they sort things out between them. It was really unexpetied to see Marth there. "Hello." He said, calmly. Ike got up. "Hi Marth." He said. "What are you do-" "I'm looking for Hanna." He said, cutting off Ike. "Hanna?" Aerith thought. Ike turned to Aerith. "Do you know where Hanna's room is?" He asked. Aerith nodded. "It should be room 103." Marth looked questioned. "Up or down stairs?" Marth asked. Aerith pointed up. "If you go up the stairs, go right, then left, then straight. It should be on your left hand side." "Thank you." Marth said, leaving the room. "Isn't that weird?" Ike said. "He's looking for Hanna..."

Marth reached Hanna's room and knocked on her door. He never invades a women's privacy, it's down-right disrespectful. Hanna weakly responded with "Come in...!". Marth barely opened the door and slid in, he didn't want the light to shine in her face. Marth sat in a chair next to Hanna's bed. "Hello Hanna." Marth said quietly. Hanna blushed like mad. "Marth's here! To see ME!" She thought to herself. "I wanted to make sure you were safe...well...I mean...alright." Marth blushed a little bit. "Marth?" Hanna asked. "Yes?" "Do you, by any chance, have a piece of paper and pen? I need to write something. Marth nodded. He placed his backpack on the ground. "So, Hanna?" Marth asked, reaching into his bag. "Yes?" She replied, nervously. Marth pulled out a pen and paper. "How are you in the hospital?" He handed the paper and pen to Hanna. "I'll answer it, if I can ask you something." Marth looked confused. "Okay." He said. "How is it you found me here?" Marth froze. "Well..." He began. "I saw Ike running down the halls, and I thought maybe he was going to see Aerith, since, she hasn't been at school, and I thought you'd be there. I didn't know you were in the hospital...". Hanna looked at him. "t-thank you..." Hanna said, shyly. Marth looked back at her. Hanna sat back. "Well, the reason I'm here is beacause her highness needed me." Marth growled. "So, it's her fault your here..." He concluded. "Not quite." Hanna responded. "Hmm? There's more?" Hanna nodded. "Much more." She said. "Whenever Aerith called me, she was in need of help..."

"Hello?"

H-hanna!

"Aerith?"

I...um...I need! Your help...! Please!

"Aerith? Whatis it! What's wrong?"

I wanted to know, if...

"What! What is it? Aerith, answer me!

I need somewhere to go! a new place to live! Please!

"but, I have no room..."

Please Hanna! There must be something!

"Sorry Aerith, we don't have any room."

(lul, so Hanna told him the rest of what happened)

Marth fell back in his chair. "I don't...believe it..." Was Marth's only response to her story. Hanna leaned over to Marth. "Mar-" "How could that happen! How could something so terrible happen to you!" Marth grabbed Hanna and pulled her close. He loved her inside, he just didn't show it until now. She mostly encouraged him by holding him back, but Marth pulled away from , he looked down as if he'd done something wrong. Hanna sat back down. She'd never understand that boy. "I don't have worms, if that's what your worried about." Hanna told him, in an angry sort of tone. "It's not that..." He said. "It's the fact that I'm being improper.". Oh my god. Improper? All he did was hug her! "How were you being improper?" She asked. Marth shook his head. "I hugged someone who's not yet returned feelings for me.." Hanna blushed. He admited it! She knew he'd do it someday! "But, Marth...you don't know if I like you or not." Hanna explained. Marth looked questioned. "Do...you return...feelings for...me?" Hanna looked like a spoiled, upset brat child when she didn't get her toy. "Well Marth, who'd you THINK I returned feelings for!" She told him, as if it wasn't obvious that it was him. Marth looked at the ground embarrsed and finally mumbled "Ike." Hanna shook her head. She wanted to just slap his face! "Why...HOW could you think that! If I'm around you and blushing, shouldn't that be a hint?" Marth looked at her. Hanna grew wide-eyes, then turned away. "Hanna." She didn't turn around. She loved how he pronounced her name. 'haa*naa' not 'Ha*na. "What?" She told him, turned the oppasite direction. "Your going to have to turn around." Marth teased. "No, I don't. There's no reason to." Marth chuckled then said "Yes you do Hanna. How will you breathe?" Hanna turned around. "What do you mean-" Marth grabbed hold of her and (finally in this chapter!) put his lips against hers. He cared for her, not the way Aerith cared for her, but a new way of caring. Something she'd never have faced before in her life. And that caring, was love. Afterwards, Marth began laving when Hanna handed Marth the piece of paper. "Here!" She said. "Please, take this to my parents!" Marth nodded and took it. "Where do they live?"