Human Ch 5

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The annoying pounding on Samus' door served as her alarm clock. She glared at the actual clock on her night stand, it was only 6:35. She sluggishly stood up and wrapped her blanket around her body, she ran the risk of having her body on show yesterday and she wasn't going to risk it again. Mumbling about how badly she wanted to sleep in for once she opened the door. A young brunette staff member stood there, looking somewhat nervous.

"Yes?" the blonds voice was impassioned at best.

"Miss Aran, there's been a slight change in your match today." The girl stammered and offered a piece of paper before turning around and leaving.

She scanned the paper for her name and found it near the top.

Match 2.
Bowser & Lucario
V.S.
Samus & Pit

Her battle lust died down a bit after seeing that she was now in a team battle. She had yet to see Pit fight and feared his inexperience might drag her down. Dragging herself back to her room she grabbed the white toga hanging on her chair. When the rain worsened the night before Pit offered it as a make shift umbrella. If she was going to wake him and inform him of their new partnership, she might as well return it. Maybe if she was anymore awake by then they could go over a battle strategy. Too tired to worry about how she looked underneath her cloak, she headed off to pay a visit to the angel

Tired and annoyed she knocked on the wooden door again, hoping it was just loud enough to wake archer. When no answer came she quietly opened the door and glanced inside.

"Hey Pit you awake?" She looked around the room. It wasn't the messiest she seen, aside from the bed which was a torrent of pillows, sheets and blankets. Checking over the bed she found it empty.

"Where is he?" She thought aloud, plopping down on the bed. 'I'll just wait for him, he can't be gone that long this early in the morning,'she convinced herself. Before long her eyes slid shut and the weariness of a late night over came her.

The sun had barely risen past the horizon when the door to Angel Land opened and a very tired guard captain came trudging through. He smiled at the messy bed that promised a good few hours of sleep. For a second he questioned if something had change, was the bed even messier then when he left last night? The urge to sleep was too strong to question it any longer.

A few peaceful moments passed by as Pit lie happily on his side, nearly dowsing off when he swore his wing brushed against something. Lost in his little world of comfort he threw his arm lazily behind him to investigate.

He grazed his open palm over the object, it was round and cushy. 'A ball?' He questioned. Had Crazy Hand sent him another gift for his most recent victory? His hand wormed its way through the blankets to investigate further. He furrowed his brow when he felt another fabric.

'This ones thinner, it must be,cotton?' Pit deduced, only to be taken back when his fingers came across a stretchy band. His eyelids parted a bit and his hand worked itself under the band. No boundaries were left to cross as he softly squeezed the mysterious object. 'It's so soft and warm, its almost like...flesh,' his luminous eyes shot open

"Hey, cut that out," a soft, familiar voice playfully cooed.

Pits breath stalled in his throat and he swore his heart stopped as retracted his hand. Slowly, smoothly he sat up and turned to his 'gift'. Delicately, he peeled the back blanket, revealing the sleeping form of Samus Aran. He swallowed hard as her barely covered figure awakened deep seated desires. Time seemed to stop as temptation wracked his thoughts and conscious. 'It's been such a long time' he lamented, allowing his hand to gently brush the sleeping woman's cheek. He quickly bought his hand back and cursed his moment of weakness.

"Oh man..." His blood was torn between wanting to paint his face red and paling with the thoughts of being beaten to death by a wrathful Samus. Panicking, he swiftly covered her back up and removed himself from the bed. Even though he was too tired to do anything earlier he now had the energy needed to escape the room before she had a chance to wake up.

The angel's escape route led him into the hands of Link and Marth, who were in the midst of enjoying a small breakfast. The three heroes chatted and although it distracted him from the events that transpired moments before it also depressed him. Both Link and Marth were so important. They led nations and were very incarnations of bravery and power. Pit too had his share of adventure but in the end he was nothing more then a bodyguard. A guard captain who could be stripped of rank at the first sign of incompetence. When these depressing thoughts stole any other conversation he could muster he decided it was time to risk returning to his room.

Pit cautiously reentered his room, not sure if his guest was still in his bed. To his surprise Samus sat on his bed now donned in her Zero Suit.

"Hey where have you been all morning?" She asked a bit annoyed.

"Just around," Pit refused to look her in the eyes as he spoke, afraid that his mask might break and she might pick up on his guilt.

"Well we have a match soon." She said nonchalantly.

"What!?" Pit was nervous for a entirely new reason now. "Why are they making me one of last years finalist already? I mean-" Pit stopped himself as Samus placed her gloved hands on his shoulders.

"Pit don't worry, we're fighting together."

"A team battle, against who?"

"Bowser and Lucario, but more importantly I haven't seen much of your fighting style. It might be a good idea if we go over a strategy before going out there." She focused all her attention on the warrior before her.

"Well first off I'm somewhat light and quick. I can fly of course, but its much more tiring to fly here than in Angel Land. I don't really have much in the way of hand to hand combat skills "

"I see, and what of your equipment?"

Something about having so much of Samus' attention flustered the angel a bit." I use the three sacred treasures of Angel Land." Pit stood up to retrieve his bow."This is Palutena's bow and the light arrow." Handing Samus the bow, he pointed to the band of light around his wrist. She studied the bow for a moment, she was used to ballistic weapons but not ones this primitive.

"The bow also separates in half and doubles as a pair of blades." Pit fished the second treasure from his pocket, "This charm is the Wing of Pegasus, when I activate it will increase the size and strength of my wings for a short amount of time." Samus leaned in to get a better look at the beautiful gold and white trinket.

"Finally there's the mirror shield, it can block and reflect most projectiles."

The blonde thought for a moment before speaking up. "Well I think it's best for you to focus on Lucario while I use my heaviest arms to put a dent in Bowser."

"Sounds good."

Samus stood and walked to the door and Pit fought his body's wish to gape at her tightly wrapped hind end. A battle that he was losing

"Don't let me down, alright?" she asked, throwing a glance back his way.

Alone again Pit went to his dresser, grabbing a bottle of life water he had bought from home. Tired and ashamed of himself for his lecherous behavior he began to prepare for him match.

He had to admit, the sensation of being teleported was starting to grow on him. While the announcer introduced the fighters and began the count down Pit took a moment to study the unfamiliar terrain. The dark buildings that made up most of New Pork City made him suddenly miss the soft, warm clouds of Angel Land. Any other thoughts centered around being homesick were dispelled when a rough, black paw quickly struck him to the ground. He gracefully rolled to his feet and detracted the halves of his bow, this wasn't just his fight after all.

Lucario's assault continued, forcing the angel to use his swords as tools of defense for a change. When he felt a stone wall at his back he quickly sidestepped behind the pokèmon and began his own attack. Focusing his strength on spinning his blades as fast as he could Gritting his teeth, he wondered how long he could keep the black and blue beast pinned to the wall.

The metal arm cannon dug deep into the rough underbelly of the koopa king., stunning him long enough for the blue grappling beam to ensnare him. Her lips curled into a confident smirk as she effortlessly tossed the reptile behind her.

'Maybe this match wasn't anything to worry about after all.' Samus laid to rest her former worries as she charged the arm cannon, allowing her opponent to get to his feet again.

'As long as Pit can hold his own.' She hadn't seen or heard from her partner since the fight began, but then again she had much more pressing matter to focus on. She let loose a screeching missile which exploded after meeting a translucent red shield. Samus in turn summoned her own shield as Bowser flooded the small window of opportunity he had with blistering flames. The hunter kept her cool as the shield began to weaken and shrink, determined to regain the upper hand.

The odd sound of psychic energy flying through the air filled Pit's ears as another blue ball was launched his way. He opted to drop off the ledge he was on, letting the attack fly harmlessly above him. To his disappointment he now stood on one of the lowest points in the arena. Not taking the time lament over his last action he readied an arrow and shot it straight above him, nailing the pursuing Lucario in the chest. The pokèmon's landing was unaffected by the attack and he quickly swept the angel's feet from under him.

The archer rose to his feet again to find Lucario no where in sight. He quickly turned and lept a few small gaps that separated him from the rest of the main part of the stage. The sounds of explosions and Bowser's roaring caught his attention from above. Was Lucario up there giving Samus more than she could handle? Foot steps from behind answered his question. Lucario had acquired a beam saber in his absence and now attacked full speed with it. Pit grinned and readied his own swords, a sword fight was more of his forte. The fight was something to be awed over, flashes of blue and gold provided some much needed color and light to the city. If only it could reach it's far corners.

It became apparent that depending on the beam saber was a bad choice as Pit managed parry and counter just about every attack thrown at him. As Lucario managed to dodge a few strikes from the golden blades he took a few steps back and thew the sword with all the strength he could muster. To his dismay, the angel managed to catch the saber and threw it back faster then he could break out of his stupor.

Pit grinned as he finally got his revenge for the attack he suffered from the beginning of the match. Again he felt the power in the area. Looking up he sighted the smash ball which was very much out of reach. He quickly shot an arrow and panicked as Samus jumped into it's path. Thrusting his hand upwards he concentrated, using the power of Palutena's bow to curve the arrow away from his ally. As Lucario prepared to chase the orb, he was halted by the loud thump Bowser made as he landed between the two fighters. Pit, unprepared for the giant lizard, was helpless as huge claws assaulted him and knocked him against the wall behind him.

"The balls already out of our grasp, let's get this pipsqueak outta the way in the mean time." Bowser announced holding the struggling angel up by the wrists.

Following orders Lucario brought his paws together, fully charging an energy blast and releasing it.
The struggling warrior was tossed into the blast and launched back into the familiar wall he was thrown against moments ago. Pit felt a new appreciation for Master Hand's barrier as he lie on the ground, his strength rapidly leaving him.

Samus finally rejoined the rest of the fighters, glowing with her new found power. She quickly pointed her cannon at Bowser but halted her attack when she saw who else would be caught in the line of fire. She instinctively turn around and fired the Zero Laser catching Lucario in mid attack. The pokèmon flew back, ricocheting off of a few ledges before flying out of the ring.

As always, the large attack forced her suit to power down and piece by piece fell from her body. She put the speed she was granted to good use, engaging her last opponent in a fist to fist fight. Both fighters began to tire and it became apparent that Bowser's heavy fists and sharp claws were making a larger impact than Samus' speedy fists.

The worn angel had finally gathered the strength to rise to his feet again. He readied his swords for a back attack on Bowser when something, not too far, in the distance caught his eye. It was a large, pink creature who slowly strode on all fours. Purple, dragon like winged adorned its back and its narrowed eyes glowed a bright yellow. Pit wasn't sure exactly what to call it but its toothy grin reminded him of the creatures he saw in the underworld. He couldn't help but to study it for a brief moment, the way it carefully and quietly strode forward almost like it was hunting something.

Pit mentally kicked himself as he readied the first plan he could think of. Tossing one of his blades at the back of Bowser's head, to which as planned, cause the angry tyrant to turn around and face him. Pit quickly slashed at his advisory's stomach in a last ditch effort to deplete the reptiles strength. Dropping the blade his hand quickly activated the Wings of Pegasus, using any strength he had to fly up and in to the underbelly of King Bowser. A few good hard flaps sufficed for his plan as Pit push the large fighter off and away from him.

To Bowser's dismay he fell only inches away from the menacing, pink beast. With no time left to escape the monsters terrifying attack, he cursed the angel who now fell exhausted to the ground.

"Hey, come on it's no time to be lying down." Samus offered a friendly hand. The fallen angel gladly accepted her offer and was hoisted to his feet. Pit noted that the warping sensation felt totally different when you hardly had the energy to move.

Samus wore a subtle grin as she helped the weary Pit back to his room. "You did good," she happily commented, "I was wrong to ever doubt you."

Pit could only bashfully chuckle as they approached his door.

"I hope we have our own one on one someday," She added. Pit's face tinted as part of his mind warped her words into something perverse.

"Only fate knows for sure. Thanks Samus."

"No problem." Samus had already turned to begin the trek to her own room.

The messy bed never seemed so bewitching as, for a second time, he collapsed onto it's plush surface. It was only the early afternoon and already he was ready to sleep till morning. Part of his mind ran through everything that had happen that day. As the thoughts dissipated one by one into the realm of dreams he was left with the image of Samus, pristine and vulnerable in his bed.

Was it just lust? Did these thoughts have any deeper meaning?

A/N: Thanks all for reading a reviewing. As a warning the next chapter might have a minor Fire Emblem spoiler. I'm going to be working on a LuigixDaisy fic in the meantime too so the next chapter might not be up as quickly as this one was. Thanks again everyone!