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Posted: 7/09/2008-

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At Sixes and Sevens- Chapter 2 ( Payback)

"OUCH!"

Marth, eyes still shut and just waking from sleep, let a smile tug at his lips. He didn't have to look to know what had happened to his roommate. Ike had upset him to insomnia the night before, so he...disposed...of the ladder. Ike obviously hadn't checked to make sure it was still there before stepping off.

At this point, he could feel Ike's eyes on him. "Y'know," He grumbled irritably, "you're not as funny as you think you are."

"Says you." Marth opened one eye, seeing a large bruise on Ike's shoulder. He was satisfied.

Ike stepped aside as Marth stood from the bed, headed towards the bathroom. He leaned back against the wall, awaiting his results. Remember how he was planning on switching a certain someone's something with ammonia? Well... Sure enough, within four minutes of Marth going in, coughing and gagging could be heard, along with cries of, "What the hell!?"

Marth erupted from the bathroom, giving Ike a deep glare. "You are a dastard." He spat.

Ike shrugged as Marth wiped his mouth on his sleeve. He was satisfied at his revenge. Breakfast was unpleasant. Both had poured themselves a bowel of cereal and gave the other a glare of dislike from across the table. Neither spoke as they headed down towards the arena. Their match was scheduled to start in ten minutes. They prepared separately, meeting up again at the stadium entrance. Marth looked up at Ike as they stood there. He looked serious. "Stay out of my way."

Ike huffed angrily. "Feh! Just try not to get killed, princess."

"If you keep calling me that, I swear to God I will stick my sword up your-!"

The iron gate squelched open and the two swordsmen entered in silence. They were still fuming at each other in their silence. The stage had changed, however, from when they had been introduced and now supported one large platform. The vibrant colors hurt Ike's eyes and he watched confused as small men in red robes wearing white masks flew by. He didn't get the feeling e was in Kansas anymore. Oh well. By the way Bowser and Donkey Kong advanced on them from across the stage, the battle was on. Down to business.

Marth's eyes widened as a large golden blade swiped at him, nearly missing his head. Bowser and D.K. stopped in confusion, too. Marth ducked as the blade returned, smashing into his shoulder roughly. "Ike!" Marth yelled. "What the hell!?"

Ike didn't respond, but took an unexpected swipe at Marth's head, nailing him with a sickeningly strong force. Marth clambered to the floor, his head in a whir. He felt strong arms pick him up and felt the most liberating breeze as his body plunged into free fall off of the stadium. He could hear the crowd screaming and booing. It was all he could do to thrust his sword through the air and propel himself up enough to catch the ledge. His fingers clutched tightly to the edge, but he was still horribly dazed. The impact from the sword had left his mind swirling. Somewhere in the background, he heard Ike scream as he fell off the stadium on the opposite side. He couldn't hang on any longer. His fingers slipped and he heard Princesses Peach and Zelda scream his name as he plummeted. He dozed off as he fell, unable to comprehend the world anyways.

He had the most throbbing pain in his head and for the life of him he couldn't remember why. He pried his eyelids open. Something small and pink disappeared from his line of sight as he stirred. Now he was sure he was hallucinating. "Marth-sama!" It was Peach.

She ran over, giving him a large hug. Zelda followed close behind. "How are you feeling?" She asked as Peach sat down by the bed.

"A little nauseous." Marth responded. "What happened?"

"Ike happened!" Peach roared, crossing her arms. "He's such an ass!"

"Mind your language." Zelda warned, facing Marth again. "Do you remember the team battle you had with Bowser and Donkey Kong?"

Marth rubbed his head, discovering it was wrapped in bandages. "...Yes?"

Zelda sighed. "Ike attacked you first thing. That's the reason your head hurts. He slammed it with his giant sword."

"Oh..." Marth seemed to lack the mental capacity to be angry at the time. "Did we win?"

Zelda shook her head. "No. Ike was double-teamed by Bowser and Donkey Kong. He didn't stand a chance."

"Ah..." Marth held his head momentarily.

"You should rest some more." Zelda stated. "It was only an hour ago, after all."

Marth nodded, lying down. "I think I will. Thank you for visiting me in...?" He couldn't tell where he was. His vision was still impaired.

"Dr.Mario's hospital wing." Zelda answered. "You were brought here after the battle."

Marth merely relaxed. "We'll have a chat with Ike!" Peach interjected. "He won't get away with this!"

Marth's vision blackened as the girls left. It was definitely time for more sleep...

Dadada-deedele-dum --

He could hardly believe the nerves of Princess Peach. She'd come up to him earlier and scolded him in a way that a mother would a two-year-old child. Unfortunately, it didn't have anywhere near the same effect. It just ticked him off. After Peach left the room came the Pokemon Trainer, carrying an unconscious Marth. Ike assumed that meant he had been discharged or the Pokemon Trainer had a sick sense of humor. He lay Marth down on the bottom bunk, tucking him in, then left without a solitary word to Ike. It appeared he was public enemy number one.

Ike sat in a chair from the table, staring at the prince as he slept. It wasn't like he didn't deserve it, after all the crap he's put him through, but something nagged at him. Every cord of his heart tensed and he put his hand on his chest, as if that would loosen the tension. This had to be...guilt. He grit his teeth, as if forcing the words out. "I'm...sorry..."

The prince did not wake up, so Ike resolved it was time for him to sleep, too.

Sorry if that was generally short. My writing is segmented and this is actually the third stopping point but half this chapter wouldn't make sense unless it was together. Forgive the Ike and Marth bashing. They just don't like each other right now... Still doesn't own anything Nintendo does. Nor Fire Emblem, Nor SSBB...this is depressing...

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