Heyyyy, we're back, and so soon! Yes, it was time to update, wasn't it? We promised sippurp123 to state the couple clearly before each chapter so they will all be named couple part x for clarity. You know, in case you want to skip either one of them. Please R&R, you know we love it! Enjoyyyy!


REFLECTIONS

LINK/PIT PART 1 - ORIGINAL REALITY


Unaware of what was to come Link exited the bathroom his other self had hid in just minutes ago to tend to his bleeding heart.

He made an overview of the place, everything seemed to be much like in his reality give or take a few details. Instead of dancing alone Zelda was with Captain Falcon, Peach wasn't quite as drunk as usual and on a positive note the music was much better. His musings were cut short when a tall goddess hit him on the head with a staff.

"Ow!" He exhaled as he ducked away from her, holding his hands above his head to block any more blows.

"How dare you make my sweet Pit cry!" Palutena bellowed, her green eyes aflame and her nostrils flaring, her magnificent body standing ready to beat him into a new form, the form of pulp. More than the ruler of Angel Land she reminded him of a goddess of fury. Pit was standing next to her, clinging to her dress with his large blue eyes leaking like two waterfalls. "Now he's got snot all over my dress!" She shouted in her fury. "And it was new!"

"I can't even cry right!" Pit wailed as he ran off, flailing his hands above his head. Palutena was too busy to notice him, her dress had been ruined. She grabbed Link's hair and pulled him against her chest where Pit's tears had wet her garment.

"Whoa!" Was all Link could muster but it was muffled by her breasts.

"How does it feel, do his tears make you happy!? How could you, Link!?" She asked, letting go of him and he gasped for air.

"Wait, wait, Palutena!" Link said hoarsely, lifting both hands up in surrender. "I just got here!" He exclaimed.

The goddess was already holding her hand high, ready to strike him down when his words made her doubtful. "Come again?" She asked, clearly baffled. She hadn't known Link for long but she knew he was the worst liar of all time and his response had seemed alarmingly genuine.

"Don't hit me, I don't know what you're talking about!" Link said. He had no idea what was happening.

"Liar!" She had quickly recovered from her momentary shock and arrived to the conclusion that when cornered even the worst liar became the best liar of all time. Not willing to see the error of her flawed logic she tried to slap him again but he grabbed her wrist. She fought her hand free as she shouted: "You should at least have the decency to own up to your actions!"

"I seriously have no idea what happened!" Link spoke as he let go of her. "And I'm sorry for your dress, it was really kind of moist, it must feel very uncomfortable-" He stopped abruptly as the realization hit him. "Oh, damn." He exhaled as it dawned upon him that Palutena was angry at his other self for having done something to Pit before they had switched realities. It hit him like a baseball bat in the face. That had been the reason why he had thought it had been the worst night of his life. He could've at least warned him before letting him be manhandled by a goddess. Link sighed. His other self had been way too excited to meet Zelda.

"Now I have to change!" Palutena said frustratedly, paying zero attention to him. "Do you have any idea how long it takes to accessorize?" She moaned.

"Uh, do you need help with it?" Link asked after a pause that had felt way too long. He had not been able to come up with a good response even if his life had depended on it.

"Either you're really thick or you're trying to play me for a fool." Palutena leaned closer, her index finger inching closer to his face. It was a sign that she meant business. "…And know that Palutena is no fool. I will make your life a living hell, even though I'm not in very good terms with Hades I do know what his crib is like and I swear so will you once I'm done with you." She hissed.

"Uh… okay." Link said, not having really understood what she had been saying. He tried to inch away from her but her imperative index finger inched closer to his face and even though he was a grown man he found it somewhat unnerving that she pointed at others so rudely. "I'm feeling kind of attacked and confused right now though."

"Confused is a convenient word, huh? I thought you were different... You said you'd let him down easy. Is easy a word in Elven that means uncontrollable sobbing mess?" She asked sarcastically, still not giving him an inch of space to breathe.

"I… uh… I don't… know…" Link said slowly, trying not to aggravate her any further. For a brief moment he had actually wanted to correct her that his native language was not in fact Elven (and suggesting it seemed a bit racist) but Hylian and they didn't have a specific word for uncontrollable sobbing mess. She needed to get her facts straight but he was not going to say that out loud.

"Yeah. Nothing's going to save you now… Greenman!" Palutena insulted him before sailing off like a ship, her white robes fluttering behind her. Link was left standing alone in the multicolored lights to look after her, the bump on his head reminding him of her touch with a constant throb. Whatever had happened he needed to find Pit and apologize to him as soon as possible. It was the only way to fix things and avoid a major smack down with the goddess. But first he would need some fresh air to clear his head. He headed out to the balcony and leaned against the balustrade, letting his gaze travel from star to star in the vast darkness of the night sky.

"I was kind of surprised a hero like you could make someone cry so badly." A female voice said. Link turned to look in the direction of the sound and thought that Marth had grown long hair. Then he looked closer and realized that there were breasts there and not really willing to venture into the thought of Marth having fixed his gender he quickly averted his gaze.

"I guess Pit really did have a crush on you." The person continued, suddenly seeming to remember that they hadn't been introduced yet. "Oh, right. Sorry. I'm Lucina." She said, extending her hand for him to shake which he did.

"Lucina? Isn't that a bit far from Marth?" Link asked. He didn't know how to be discreet about it so he just went on and said it.

"Oh, you thought…?" She asked, pointing at herself. "Wow. I guess I never saw it that way. I'm flattered."

Link wasn't sure what to say. She resembled the prince of Altea so much that he found it hard to believe she wasn't him. Marth had always been a bit eccentric but was she really someone else or was the prince trying to prank him? Had the length of his self-love extended over the boundaries and he had had a clone made for him to become his girlfriend?

"Hey. You really think I'm him?" Lucina asked, effectively ending his pondering. "I'm not. I'm really Lucina. Look, he's over there." She pointed down into the garden where Marth was walking with another newcomer, someone with long silvery hair.

"Ah, damn. Sorry. Sorry." Link hurried to apologize. "I didn't mean to-"

"I admire him so much so it's fine. Just so you know, for future." Lucina said, leaning her back against the balustrade so that she could see the party going on in the ballroom. Her eyes fixed on the one person she found more interesting than the rest combined, the goddess Palutena. She sailed through the crowd with her pure white robes fluttering behind her, looking as fierce as an amazon. Lucina sighed. "What happened with that angel kid? I mean, I don't want to judge but damn, you messed him up good."

"What did I do?" Link asked, genuinely baffled as he looked at the night sky again, feeling a little discouraged. "Did I reject him? I have no clue. I probably did."

"Whatever problems you two have, they're between you two." Lucina spoke as she turned to look at him with a furrowed brow, looking aggravated and excited at the same time. "However, Palutena's kind of pissed at you and she's looking this way and I was really looking to score some bonus points to get closer to her so I'm just going to pretend to look angry, okay?" She asked, standing taller and trying to look menacing.

"Sure." Link sighed as he continued to look into the distance. It bothered him to no end what kinds of awful things his other self had said to the angel to break his heart. They were quiet.

"We should keep talking." Lucina spoke, throwing her hands in the air as if she was angry, her face depicting the same emotion yet her voice was still friendly. "Otherwise it will seem weird if I just stare at you."

Link glanced at her. He couldn't bring himself to be a good wingman at the moment. "What do you want to talk about?" He asked absent-mindedly. Pit was too important for him to just forget about it. He had to talk to him, somehow find out what the words had been that had hurt him so badly and do his best to take them back.

Lucina came a little closer, still holding a menacing pose. "Well, for instance, how did they feel like? I was kinda jealous when she rubbed your face against them."

Link shrugged, but still couldn't partake in her attempt of impressing Palutena. "I should talk to him." He said to himself. The fresh air had cleared his mind and he felt like he could take on whatever challenges were ahead of him. "Do you know where he went?" He asked his new blue-haired friend.

"Probably his room. Wouldn't know." Lucina said, still frowning in an attempt to look angry. Palutena had noticed her as had been her plan, the goddess strode towards them furiously, ready to lash out at Link again. She stopped abruptly when she heard the female knight speak for her. Lucina was scolding the Hylian: "Lady Palutena's my special friend and I'm not approving that you made her angry!"

Link noticed the goddess who had decided not to assault him a second time thanks to their mutual friend and decided to make himself scarce. Palutena and Lucina shared a gaze, the other still pretending to be angry and the other pleased by her actions. No matter, Link still got the stink-eye from the green-haired woman as he passed her.

"Yeah, you better slowly walk away!" Lucina shouted after him. He rolled his eyes.

As he passed through the ballroom he saw Zelda dancing with Captain Falcon, giggling as he twirled her around the dance floor. Their movement was smooth and beautiful, both knew how to dance and reveled in it as the flashing lights colored them with different shades of the spectrum. Link could suddenly understand the devastation his other self must have felt when he had seen them together in such harmonious movement, they really seemed like a couple and to top it off Zelda was looking at the race car driver with such burning passion that it would've made anyone jealous. But how had Pit been hurt? He understood that he had had his heart broken, but why had he taken it out on Pit?

Discarding the worst case scenarios running through his head he made his way through the ballroom and into the staircase leading to the second floor. Alongside a long corridor were their rooms, each marked with a sign on the door. He knew exactly where Pit's room was, it was the seventh room on the left. After that were the rooms of DK and Shulk and Sonic and then his. He had often wondered if he could switch rooms with DK to be closer to Pit but the primate hardly understood anyone, it was useless negotiating with him.

To his surprise Ike was standing outside Pit's door, leaning against the wall. He had his arms crossed across his chest, his dark eyes fixed on a point somewhere far away in the horizon as if he wasn't even there. Link couldn't remember had they been friends in his reality but apparently they were in this one. He walked to the swordsman and greeted him, Ike glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then looked away. The Crimean mercenary wasn't a man of many words.

Link didn't bother himself with him, instead he proceeded to knock on the wooden door that said Pit sharply three times. "Pit, are you there?" He asked, unable of holding back a smile on his lips. He had already seen the angel once but to gaze into his large blue eyes was something he had dreamt of for a long time, the Pit he knew was always holding a smart phone and never looked at anyone. "We had a big misunderstanding." He said, not knowing why he was explaining himself to the blue-haired swordsman.

Ike grunted, still not looking at him. Whether it was supposed to be a sarcastic grunt or and approving one, Link couldn't tell the difference.

"Pit? Are you there?" Link said again, knocking once more.

"Stay away from me you stupid face!" The angel shouted through the door. Ike's expression darkened a little.

Link was taken aback by the sudden response. "I… I don't have a stupid face." He muttered to himself. "Do I…?" He asked, a little unsure.

Ike rolled his eyes.

The Hylian wasn't allowing himself to get distracted. He glued himself against the door as he continued: "Pit, listen. It was a misunderstanding. Whatever I said… I didn't mean it."

"Then your mouth is also stupid!" The angel retorted from the other side.

"It is not!" Link replied as he looked at Ike who only seemed to go further down the gloomy scale. "Pit, let me explain! I hate talking to this door!" He shouted through the door.

"You hate my door too!? Where does your hatred end!?" Pit yelled back.

"You should leave." The swordsman finally intervened.

Link turned to him, desperation showing on his face. "Can't you see I love him? I just want to talk-"

He couldn't finish his sentence, Ike swiftly grabbed his collar and slammed him against the wall, lifting him high enough for his feet to dangle in the air. His dark blue eyes drilled into his as he scrutinized him like some alien life form. Link swallowed, he had never been so close to Ike.

"What's up with you?" The swordsman asked threateningly. His breath smelled like mint.

"I… uh... nothing?" Link said, flashing an innocent smile. Whatever had agitated the swordsman was a mystery to him.

"You're not after princess Goldilocks anymore?" Ike asked, his dark eyes narrowing into thin lines. His grasp on the other's tunic was so strong that it was no use fighting against him.

"I… no…" The Hylian said, trying to avert his gaze but couldn't.

"What happened? You were all over her just an hour ago." Ike spoke, retreating a little but he was still so close Link could smell his cologne and the shampoo he used, something with a citrus scent. "All you ever do is lament she doesn't love me and I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me, spare me my life from this monstrosity..."

Link hesitated a moment whether or not to tell the truth. Who would believe he had just come from another reality? It was best to try and come up with some elaborate story that would seem so unbelievable that Ike would have no other choice but to believe it. Unfortunately Link was no storyteller. "Uh… I… uh… I had a realization." He said quietly.

"Oh, Link, aren't you popular tonight?" Zelda said, standing behind Ike. She and Captain Falcon had arrived so quietly the two hadn't even heard them approach. Ike jerked away from the other, letting him fall on his bottom. "First Palutena and now Ike…" The Princess continued with a smile.

Link didn't stand up, his back was aching and he was actually a little glad that the other swordsman had let go of him. It had been quite uncomfortable being so close to Ike. Ever since he had arrived he had only gone from one bad situation to the next. "It's not what you think…" He said, not really knowing what else to say. Ike had returned to his gloomy old self and acted as if none of them even existed.

"Oh, don't worry. I won't tell Pit!" Zelda said cheerfully as she put her index finger on her lips to signify her silence.

"Tell me what!?" Came the angel's voice through the door.

"Pit!" Link exhaled, overjoyed that the angel was still partaking in the conversation. "Pit, let's talk! Open the door!" He shouted.

"Oh I guess he already knows…" Zelda said to the race car driver as she grabbed his hand and proceeded to walk down the corridor. Sorry, she mouthed before they disappeared around a corner.

Ike grabbed the Hylian by the arm and lifted him on his feet rather forcefully. "They may not see it but I know. You're not who you say you are." He hissed through gritted teeth. "I'm not letting you anywhere near Pit." He said as he began to pull him away from the angel's door.

"Why would you say that?" Link asked as he tried to stand his ground but Ike had no intention of letting go of him, thus he slid behind him like on roller skates. Could Ike really be so perceptive that he had immediately realized that he wasn't who he said he was? It seemed unbelievable, but of course all brawn and no brain was just a stereotype and behind his stony mask Ike could actually be quite sharp.

"You might fool everyone…. but not me." The swordsman stopped and turned to look at him with dark menacing eyes.

"I'm not fooling anyone." Link said defiantly, looking at him straight in the eye. "I came to talk to Pit. I don't need your threats."

"Whatever you are just go back to where you came from." Ike said, finally letting go of him. He wasn't going to let whoever it was impersonating Link anywhere near his dear friend.

The Hylian chuckled, he was a little offended by how adamant the other was about keeping him away from the angel. "What is it that makes you so convinced I'm not Link?"

Ike leaned closer, his dark gaze drilling holes into him. "The real Link would never let me call Zelda Goldilocks." He said quietly.

Link swallowed. It was true that his other self was so obsessed with the princess of Hyrule that he wouldn't take kindly to a nickname like that. It hadn't occurred to him that although he looked the same as their Link he was still a different person with different views on life. No wonder Ike thought he was an impostor. Having the same looks meant nothing if he didn't behave the way that was expected of him.

With no reply to give he turned on his heels and did the one thing he could think of: try and reason with Pit one last time before Ike would make sure he would never get close to him again. He sprinted to his door and banged on it as if his life depended on it.

"Pit, listen to me! Fight me tomorrow! If you beat me you can ask me to do anything and I'll do it! I'll give myself a wedgie! I'll eat a rotten apple! Anything!" He shouted desperately, at the same time noticing how Ike had lunged after him and approached at a dangerous speed, ready to use his elbow like a certain race car driver to send him flying to the other end of the corridor. Without an affirmative answer from Pit he would spend the following week in the infirmary looking for the missing pieces to his broken bones. "Pit, come on!" He shouted desperately.

"Then you're going down!" The angel shouted as he pushed the door open in the nick of time and Ike, having almost reached the Hylian, slammed against it with tremendous force. The brown-haired boy didn't even notice, he was too focused on his friend's offer. What surprised Link was how strong he actually was, that small body held a tremendous amount of strength, even enough to stop a man of Ike's size.

The poor swordsman lay on the floor, small stars orbiting his head as he lifted a finger in a weak attempt to protest against the idea. "B…But…"

"There's always a butt…" Pit said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.

Link smiled, delighted to eventually see the angel instead of conversing with him through the wooden door. It was true that he hated it a bit, Pit could be quite observant. He looked at the boy in white robes, standing a head shorter than he was, those magnificent white wings behind him. His hair was as messy as ever, like a bird's nest with a golden wreath stuck on it. His blue eyes were large and so deeply blue, even the redness and puffiness that had been caused by crying couldn't mar him. Link found him adorable, it was beyond his understanding how anyone could ever reject him. Whatever his other self had said or done, he was genuinely sorry in his stead.

"Oh well." Pit shrugged after a while in his usual cheerful way. He wasn't one to dwell on sadness or anger for very long, it still didn't mean he was ready to forgive and forget. "At noon at the training rink?" He asked.

"Yeah... okay..." Link replied, gazing at the angel like the lovestruck fool he was.

Pit lifted an eyebrow, looking at him with a tilted head. "Um… Do you need a handkerchief?" He asked.

"Wha-what for?" The Hylian replied, puzzled.

"Your nose… it's bleeding." The angel said while taking a handkerchief from his robes and rubbed it against his face. When Link took a step back to stop the assault he came right after him, showing the white piece of cloth smeared with a red substance. "Look, this came from your nose." He said, holding it so close to his face that Link wasn't sure if he was trying to make him eat it.

"Thanks." The Hylian said as he snatched the handkerchief from the overly helpful angel and pressed it against his nose. He had never had nosebleeds. Not once in his life. Why had it started so suddenly? "That last part wasn't really necessary." He said as he held his nose.

Pit shrugged. He found nothing strange in his behavior and it was one of the reasons why Link was getting increasingly smitten by him, he was not at all worried about what anyone thought of him. He was purely himself, a little cooky and a whole lot adorable and it was irresistible.

Ike mumbled something behind the door, small stars still floating around his head.

Pit peeked at him. "Ike, you should really go to bed. You'll catch a cold sleeping on the floor." He shook his head and lowered his voice as he continued: "I sometimes worry about him…"

"Uh… yeah." Link agreed. He could not have been happier that Ike was out of the picture, however he would still need to deal with him sooner or later. Hoping, of course, later.

"Oh well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Prepare to have your butt kicked because I am awesome!" Pit exclaimed, clenching his fist and holding it in the air in an attempt to seem menacing but as we've stated before it wasn't really his style and he only looked huggable like a puppy.

"What if I kick your butt?" Link asked with a smile.

The angel paused to think for a second. "No. I don't think so." He replied.

"Oh really? Why are you so sure?" The Hylian asked incredulously. Although he had knocked Ike out without even noticing it he couldn't possibly know what kinds of tricks the Hero of Hyrule had in store for him.

Pit looked at him as his expression darkened. His brow furrowed and his lips pressed tightly together as he recalled their conversation in the toilet. The sharp pain he had experienced in his chest returned and his insides twisted into a knot. 'I can't think of anything worse...' How much it hurt, those unthoughtful words. Nothing had ever caused him so much pain yet he still couldn't bring himself to deny the Hylian a chance to redeem himself. He did his best to look as threatening and fierce as possible when he spoke: "You broke my heart. It's only fair I break your butt."

"Whoa, easy there." Link said, holding back laughter. No matter how intimidating Pit wanted to be he just wasn't able to pull it off. It almost felt as if a puppy was growling at him and he only wanted to lift it up into his arms and cuddle with it. Not willing to risk the delicate situation he lifted his free hand in the air as a sign of surrender. "I was going to apologize for that." He added honestly.

Pit's attempt at intimidation flushed away from his face as a soft rouge rose on his cheeks. To think that the object of his infatuation was apologizing to him! He couldn't help the familiar bubbly feeling of love taking over his heart when he looked at the Hylian. No matter how much it had hurt before, it was fading away. His body and mind were once again filled with nothing but Link, nothing at all but the only one he had ever dreamt of. There was still hope. He could still be close to Link. It was more than he dared to hope for.

He suddenly realized that he was smiling like a dork and lashed out at the Hylian:

"I'll beat you, remember that!"

And the door slammed shut.


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