SJ: I. Hate. Dresses.
Samus: -Blinks- That was rather to the point…
Seriously, I do! All this weak my family's been planning a get-together thing, and I have to wear a DRESS. GAHH! They're so uncomfortable, and the one I have to wear is too long, and—
Roy: Maybe you should stop complaining and get onto the story, SJ. –Starts fidgeting- It's my favorite story of all…-Shifty eyes-
Marth: -Scoffs- Why, because the main couple is you and Samus?
Roy: -Tackles him down- SHUT-UP!
Marth: MAKE ME!
Samus: -Gets annoyed- I'll make BOTH of you shut-up!
Roy/Marth: …
Good job, Samus. –Grins- Now on with the story! I actually wanted to do this idea for a long time, but it wasn't before one of the reviewers (you know who you are!) wanted to see a Roy x Samus story on here. Then tadah! This idea popped into my head. Plus, it's kind of a make-up chapter since the last one was so short. XD This one was 9 pages long! Not my longest, but still pretty long, no?
So enjoy, read, and review! (And the song is Over the Rainbow, by the TRAX, a Korean band.)
WARNING: DRAMATIC/ ANGSTY, ALONG WITH SOME MARTH-BASHING! PLEASE DON'T FLAME, AS IT'S PART OF THE STORY!
Title: 'Over the Rainbow'
Couple: Roy x Samus, hints of one-sided Peach x Roy, and slight one-sided Marth x Samus
Summary: Roy looses the one thing in his life that he cares about…
Dedication To: All my reviewers, and to all those people who like this song!
"She's gone, Roy, you can't change that. Just her go! She won't come back!"
No…I don't want to listen to you. I don't want to listen…go away. Just go away.
He feels a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugs it off coldly, not wanting to even look at the pink princess; he feels dirty, so very, very dirty when she touches him, and he doesn't like the feeling.
He hears a sigh, and a whisper of, "Fine…I'll leave you alone…" and the hand leaves his shoulder, the warmth of it gone and just leaving him cold and deserted in his rather lonely Smasher room as the door clicks shut after her retreating figure.
I don't want to listen…go away, go away…just go away…
He lets his head drop onto his chest, his body sagging with defeat and going limp, but his mind going wild with everything's that happened.
Why…why did it have to happen?
Outside, it begins to rain; he sees the shadow of the raindrops falling on his bed from the window, and knows its pure irony that it's raining now.
But oddly, he doesn't mind it.
Do you know why the rain comes?
It comes because somebody is praying
Praying to erase all your sadness and comfort you.
He sits there, hugging his knees to his chest, and having his face buried in his arms. He simply stays there, listening to the soft sounds of the rain tinkling against the window's glass.
Outside his door, he hears voices; concerned voices, voices that want to help him, but he won't accept the help.
Not from them. Not from the people who made her leave.
"He's still hurting…we have to either get his mind off Samus, or try and—"
"Samus isn't coming back…not after what's happened between her, Roy, Marth, and Peach…she's not ever coming back, Zelda."
"But Link… Roy…he'll…"
He doesn't listen to their conversation any longer, and turns his head away from the door, staring at one lone picture frame propped up on his night table. He stares at it for a moment, then moves slowly, almost tiredly, to pick it up and hold it in his gloved hand.
It seems as though I've known you since I was young…
They're posing in the picture; he's holding her up by the waist, and she's laughing, her green eyes bright and her blonde hair wild around her face. He's grinning, and his blue eyes are locked on hers even though she's looking at the camera, his bright red hair tangled and messy from the wind.
They look happy…too happy.
They walk hand-in-hand in the park, wearing heavy jackets, and scarves; it's him that spots the photographer, and it's him that urges her to take a picture with him in the Fall scenery.
Surprisingly, she doesn't argue like she usually does; she just smiles widely, and follows him to get their picture taken.
After they're done, she holds her own copy of it to her chest, and keeps the same soft smile on her face that she only lets him see.
"I'll buy the frames," she says, looking at him teasingly, "since you paid for the picture."
He grins widely at her. "Sounds like a deal to me! But first…"
She yelps as he begins to twirl her around, but the yelps sound turn into laughter, and they soon walk back to the Mansion, hand-in-hand, breathless from laughing so much, but overall, happy.
But he doesn't notice how her mood changes once they step into the Mansion, or how she avoids a certain blue-haired swordsmen's suspicious eyes that look angrily at the picture clutched protectively in her hand.
He doesn't notice.
"I should've noticed…" he mumbles, looking at the picture as he traces her face with his thumb. "I should've noticed what was happening to you…"
After I met you
I even stood in daybreak's heavily falling rain to help you
I was the one who believed in you
"Roy!" she grabs his arm, and tries to pull him away from the blue-haired boy, looking desperate—something she usually keeps carefully hidden from the public. "Roy, stop! Stop it, Roy!"
He obeys, but doesn't let go of Marth's collar, his fist still raised threateningly.
"He hurt you!" he protests, looking at the bounty hunter with furious blue eyes. "He tried to—"
She shakes her head, and pries his hand away from Marth's clothes, not looking at him, or at the pink princess glaring in dark jealousy at her. She merely hardens her own expression, and places a hand over her neck where a bruise lingers.
"Let's just go," she says, tiredly, and keeping an arm around his. At seeing he's about to protest, she looks up at him pleadingly. "Please?"
He sighs, but gives Marth a warning look before walking away with her; the pink princess calls his name, but he doesn't look back as they walk away.
Samus had almost been taken over by the blue-haired swordsmen then.
He frowns, remembering the scene as much as it hurts him to even think about it; he has to remember it for some reason not even he knows. He just does.
They had headed back to the park to get away from the Mansion, but it had started to rain, and…
She looks at him firmly.
"Roy, you know I can take care of myself," she says, trying to make it convincing as she folds her arms. "You didn't have to go and do that!"
He looks at her wryly. "It didn't look like you were handling it very well, Sam…"
She sighs, and is about to speak when he envelopes her in his arms, tightly. She's surprised, but doesn't make a move to struggle out of his grip, just staring ahead quietly.
His voice his near her ear as he whispers, "I don't want to lose you…and especially not to somebody like him."
She blinks, and hugs him back, burying her face into his shoulder as the rain pours onto them, matting their hair to their faces.
"You won't," she murmurs, her voice slightly muffled. "I won't let him…don't worry."
But he does…oh yes, he does, even though she forces him to race around with her in the rain for a challenge—and of course to get his mind off things.
And in reply to her challenge, he grins, rather sadly, and chases her instead of racing her; and when he catches her, he kisses her.
Then the two of them just stay like that in the rain, in each other's arms.
In the end it's always her that comforts him, but he knows that if she didn't, he would've already done something drastic.
I might even do something drastic right now…
When the rain comes, thinks of me
Will that give you strength?
I've left, and my trace is over the rainbow
His ears still prick up on the sound of the voices outside his door, and he frowns, getting slightly annoyed that they're just staying there. Don't they know I can hear them?
He gets to his feet, and walks calmly towards the door, opening it. Immediately, the familiar faces of Zelda and Link jump back in surprise, and their mouths open as if to say something even though no words come out.
He, however, doesn't even bother to wait for them to try to speak.
He walks away, heading towards the courtyard despite their calls for him to come back after finally finding their voices.
I'm not listening…I'm not listening to any of you after what you did to Samus, damn it…!
He opens the door, and the wind blows a flurry of raindrops into his face, almost making him shiver at the sheer chill of them.
But he steps outside anyway, not minding the rain.
Rather, he finds an odd sense of comfort in it.
Sorry…
The doors close behind him, and he's not quite sure if it's because somebody inside closed it, or if the wind simply did it itself. Either way, he continues to walk on, hugging his arms to himself tightly, not knowing where he's going.
Samus loved the rain…he thinks absently, and is about to sit down on one of the benches when a faint shimmer catches his eye. He blinks, and goes closer until he finally realizes what it is.
That…that's Samus's ring!
And even before he picks it up, he knows it's the same ring he gave her on the date he asked her to be his girlfriend.
His heart sinks.
She would never throw this away. Ever. It just isn't like her…not at all like her.
Unless…
Ever since too young an age
I think I was already dirty.
She's crying, and shaking her head, mumbling words he can barely make out through her sobs; he's never seen her like this before, and he's almost too stunned to try to comfort her.
"Sam, what's wrong?" he asks, concern engulfing him as he tries to bring her into his arms. "Why are you crying? C'mon Sam, tell me…"
To his surprise, she pulls away from his arms, still shaking her head and refusing to look into his eyes.
"You…y-you can't…" she stutters, and gulps hard, trying to choke back her sobbing. She then looks up at him, and he's shocked to see her look stricken to the core. "Y-You can't touch me…I'm…I'm…"
He's suddenly afraid. Afraid of what, he's not quite sure, but he reaches out for her hesitantly, not sure if he should touch her or not.
"Sam…?" he asks, softly, and questioningly.
Her eyes well up once more and she bawls into her hands, mumbling words again. He moves closer, and wraps an arm around her only to make out three words that make him pull away from her in shock.
"I…d-don't d-deserve y-you…"
When I disappear from this world,
I want to become clean before I go.
So deep into the ground and very bright.
Then, a few days later, as he's walking toward Samus's room, he sees her punching the blue-haired boy out of her way, looking furious with tears in her eyes.
"D…Don't you DARE talk about Roy like that, you bastard!" she yells. "I don't care anymore if you tell him about my secret! Enough is enough, you rotten little—"
"Sam!" he calls to her, and she looks up, almost about to snap at whoever called her until she realizes it's him. Her face melts into a look of relief, but as soon as it comes, she looks horrified, and begins to back away from him.
"R-Roy…" she gasps. "W…What are you doing here?"
If I become dirty, I'm afraid you will too,
Because you'll try and follow me like you always do.
"Well, I was going to escort you down to breakfast, but…" he looks disgustedly at Marth's broken figure on the ground. "…I guess you're busy…oh well! At least you're done now, right, S—wait…" he notices the backpack on her back, and stares at it before looking curiously at her. "…Sam, what's up with the backpack?"
"I…" she shifts her eyes a little before shutting them completely, and taking in a deep breath. Then she opens them and looks at him as firmly as she can, even though her eyes hold all the apologies she wants to say to him, in them. "…I'm leaving Smasher's Mansion, Roy."
He's stunned. "W-Wha—?"
He can't say another word as she bolts past him, head lowered in shame.
"I'm sorry…" is all she says before she rushes down the stairs and out onto the courtyard.
"Wait! S-Sam!" he calls after her, trying to catch her, but she's already left.
"SAM!"
When the rain comes, think of me
Will that give you strength?
I've left and my trace is over the rainbow.
It's likely that she left on her ship, but he wasn't even quite sure if anybody looked for it; he definitely couldn't, considering only Master Hand knew where it was, and she had always felt uncomfortable showing him it.
She didn't want to show me anything to do with her bounty hunting…because she was afraid I would hate her, too, just like everybody else…
The rain's falling harder now, and he looks up, blinking a bit as a few drops of water land in his eyes; they then trickle down his cheeks, looking like tears, until he finally breaks down, and cries himself, clutching the ring in his hand tightly.
Damn it all…damn it all to Hell!
When the rain comes, I pray
When I see the rain, I pray
When I see the rain, I pray
He falls to his knees, crying hard now; his shoulders start shaking, and he starts slamming his fist into the ground getting mud all over him, but he doesn't care; he just thinks all about Samus, begging, almost even praying, that she would come back.
I want you back…I want my Sam back!
Why did they have to make her leave? Why did she even care about what they said?
"T-The only p-person w-who t-truly mattered to y-you was m-me," he utters through gritted teeth. "Y-You s-should've c-cared only a-about what I-I thought a-about y-you! N-Nobody else!"
Nobody else matters…just you, only you, always you…
With his head hung low, and his thoughts occupied, he doesn't hear somebody softly call his name, and make their way towards him.
"I'm sorry
Don't throw me away
I'll be waiting…"
He looks down at the ring, tears still flowing down his face in a neverending cycle, and slumps onto the ground as he finally gives up.
She's not coming back…so why should I go back?
"N-No…I'm n-not going back. I'm n-not going to believe in a-anything a-anymore!" he cries, and is about to toss the ring out into the courtyard to be forgotten when a voice softly speaks to him from behind.
"So…you'll just throw my ring away and forget about me?"
Do you know why the rain comes?
It comes because someone is praying
Praying to erase all your sadness
So that I can comfort you…
He whirls around, and stares into the tired, but relieved face of Samus Aran.
Shocked, he stumbles over his words. "S-Sam…y-y-you're…"
She merely shakes her head, and brings him close, kissing him as tears stream down her face. He kisses her back, and she frowns, pulling away from him briefly.
"Roy…I'm sorry…I shouldn't have—" she tries to explain, but he shushes her, and leans in again.
"Don't be…I knew my prayers would be answered…I just knew."
And he kisses her again, not caring anymore about anybody inside the Mansion seeing them; he would protect her.
And they both realize something…
The rain doesn't feel so cold anymore.
I'll become your rain…
+fin+