Requested by Guest, here's Pit x Dark Pit! This is AU.

14. Pit x Dark Pit

"Stupid Pit-stain…" Dark Pit muttered to himself as he walked towards the Couples' Room. In one match, Pit and Dark Pit lost a team match against Ike and Link, and Dark Pit was upset with his lighter counterpart. He decided to take it out on the sandbag in the Couples' Room.

He walked in the room, and he sighed, closing the door. He then walked towards the sandbag that was hanging at the corner of the room, and he began to punch it.

He continuously yelled out profanities plus names whenever he imagined Pit's face on the sandbag as he punched it.

After a few minutes of punching and yelling, he calmed down a bit, and he sat on one of the chairs in the room, sighing.

He then heard the door opening, and he turned to see Pit coming in.

"Can you keep all that down? The kid Smashers can hear you all the way across the hall!" Pit scolded.

Dark Pit stared at him. "Of course not, Pit-stain. It was your fault that we lost the match."

Pit tilted his head. "How? I tried my best…"

"No you didn't!" Dark Pit yelled. "You were goofing off while I was doing the work!"

Pit sighed, rolling his eyes at his darker counterpart. "You see, Pittoo—"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Dark Pit yelled, gritting his teeth and his eyebrows lowered.

Pit raised his hands up in a stop motion. "Okay, okay…well, anyway, I tried hard to…well…"

"And? Spit it out, Pit-stain!" Dark Pit cried out, losing his patience.

Pit blushed, and he began to stumble with his words. Dark Pit sighed. He had enough of this.

"TELL ME NOW OR ELSE!" Dark Pit yelled at him.

Pit reeled back, cringing from Dark Pit's voice. "Well, I wanted to impress you."

Dark Pit stared at him like he had grown another wing. "Impress me?" he scoffed. "Please! I'm never impressed with your moves, especially after what happened in that match."

Pit frowned, tears welling up in his eyes. "I…you…" he wiped away any tears that threatened to fall.

Dark Pit sighed. "Look, Pit-stain," he said. "Don't cry like a baby."

"But—"

"Don't. Cry." Dark Pit growled.

Pit's eyes widened, and he nodded. "O-okay…well…Pitt—I mean…what do you want me to call you?"

"Dark Pit. Nothing else."

"Okay…Dark Pit, I…" Pit gulped down a lump in his throat. "I like you."

Dark Pit stared at him once again, his eyes widened. "What?" he asked.

"I said I like you," Pit repeated, his face red from blushing.

Dark Pit glared at him, but to Pit's surprise, he smirked. "I like ya too, Pit-stain. But don't expect me to say that all the time."

Pit's smile grew wider, and he jumped for joy, his wings flapping. "YAY! Thanks, Pitt—I mean, Dark Pit!" he cried out as he ran to him and hugged his darker counterpart.

Dark Pit didn't even hug him back, and he growled. "Get. Off."

Pit laughed and he let him go. "Sorry."

"Pit-stain," Dark Pit began to say. "You'll always be my rival and lover, all right?"

"Yessir!" Pit nodded vehemently, his smile growing wider by the minute.

Dark Pit sighed, rolling his eyes. What in the world did I got myself into? he thought. However, watching Pit jumping around all happy made him blush. He's cute like that, at least. I should make him happy more often…

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