An Angelic Obsession
Chapter 4
Every day for the next week, the pair worked on training in the morning, ate meals together, and learned about each other. It appeared Ike could no longer call himself a loner.
His feelings toward the angel grew immensely that week, but his mind fought against it. I don't feel anything for HIM, I can't, it's in-human. The bluenette's body was in a raging war, the time two weeks passed.
One day, Pit was helping Ike train. He wanted to up his defense against airborne opponents. They found themselves sitting on the ground, taking a break, when Pit asked a tough question, "Ike, have you ever been in love?"
"If you consider lust love," the mercenary replied. "But no. My heart has never been given to anyone."
"Lust, love? What's the difference?" Pit asked as he fanned his wings out and lay on his back.
"Well...lust is an intense sexual desire that's uncontrolled, usually lasting for a short period of time. Love, is an emotion where you have a deep affection or attachment to a person, and its more permanent. You can't ever stop thinking about the other. And most importantly, you'd die for them.
"I sometimes feel stupid. I overheard Luigi yesterday talking about how he loves Daisy." Pit said as he watched a flock of birds fly over. It occurred to me that I don't know anything about it, or any other human emotion. I do know that it is the most powerful one though."
Ike nodded. "It is, and sometimes it takes a long time for a person to truly know what it is. Like me for instance, I'm no where near ready for love and all the baggage that comes with it. Even a relationship is way over my head right now."
Pit jumped to his feet. "I also know that is the most wonderful emotion." He looked down at Ike. "I hope that you fall in love one of these days. You deserve to be happy." He then walked back out on the field, twirling his bow in his hand.
Ike pondered the youth's words quickly before getting up too. He followed the brunette onto the field and continued their training.
Ike and Pit remained close throughout the day, and eventually settled into their room for the night."Hey Pit?" the mercenary asked, pulling off his tunic.
Pit was sitting on his bed dressed only in his shorts. His back was to the swordsman as he stared out the window. "Yeah Ike?" he asked looking over his shoulder.
"You asked me earlier about this, so fair is only fair. Have you been in love before?" the bluenette questioned with interest.
Pit turned around and sat cross-legged on his bed. "I don't think so" he said after a while. He the looked down "I love my goddess up in SkyWorld, I would die for her in an instant. As for down here on Earth, nobody has captured my heart. Besides, I am kind of a freak by earthen standards aren't I?
Ike's brow furrowed. "You're not a freak by any means. Who told you that?"
Pit shrugged. "It's not important." he said looking down again.
Ike's voice went a notch higher. "The hell it isn't. I'll bust their ass open." The mercenary walked over to the angel and put an arm around his shoulders. "I'm sorry about whatever idiot made you feel that way. To me you are normal, hey, maybe even perfect. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
Pit looked up at Ike and relaxed. "Thanks Ike." He leaned into the warrior and sighed. "Thanks for believing in me."
Ike felt himself grow stiff, but then allowed himself to relax. "Anytime," the bluenette replied, his feelings for the angel flaring up again.
Pit yawned. "You are the best friend anyone could ever have Ike. I thank my goddess every night that I have you." He then lay down on his stomach, resting his head on his pillow and closed his eyes.
Ike was perhaps at a loss for words for the first time in his life. The older male ran a hand through his hair and flopped down on his own bed. Why do I feel so different around him? Am I defective? He just...makes me smile. Ike found himself smiling, but quickly tore it from his face. He liked the angel, and appreciated his words to him. Pit was turning out to be a good friend, but the bluenette didn't understand these new feelings he was getting when he was around the angel. They just weren't right.
That night, the mercenary had dreamt of the young angel. They were training as usual, and when the brunette struck a hit on the older male, Ike grabbed the boys face and engaged him in a fervent kiss. Something about the angel landing a blow and the determined, powerful sweaty look on his face sent the mercenary's head spinning, and an arousal growing in his pants. Pit didn't fight, but instead kissed the bluenette with equal eagerness. The pair made it to their room, throwing off clothes wherever. Ike guided the boy to his bed. The youth laid down flat, Ike towering over him. Pit looked extremely vulnerable, not to mention desirable. Ike smiled. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Pit smiled too and kissed the mercenary. Ike entered the innocent youth and the two made love, or so he thought…
"Ike…Ike…wake up!"
Ike wearily opened his eyes to Pit bouncing cheerfully on his bed. "I want to get an early breakfast so we can go down to the training field." "I have a big match tonight with Peach. I have never met her in battle and have no idea of her style. All I know is stay away from her kicks." Pit said as he sat at the foot of Ike's bed. His smiled faded a little when he looked at Ike, "You ok? You have a funny look on your face."
Ike sat reeling from the intense dream that had just taken place in his mind. His brow furrowed and his eyes focused on the angel. He knew that Pit needed the training to prepare for his match that day, but the mercenary was deathly scared of the battlefield for the moment. Summoning up his strength he came to terms with it. "Fine," he said curtly, not meaning to sound upset. "Just give me 10 minutes." Ike could get ready easily in five, but the arousal in his pants would need attention too.
"Ok Ike. I'll meet you down in the cafeteria." Pit said as he pulled on his tunic. He then laced up his sandals, but kept an eye on Ike. "Are you going to be ok?" Pit said, standing up and picking up his sacred bow.
"Yeah, I just need to take care of something's," the bluenette responded. "I'll be done shortly, just go." Ike's tone came out strained, having still being frustrated about his dream; the angel's presence wasn't helping any.
Pit stared at Ike with a worried look on his face. "If there is anything I can do, please let me know. I don't like to see you like this. I can almost feel… I…I'll be in the cafeteria." he said as he slowly walked out the door.
Ike face palmed. His intention wasn't to hurt the angel. He knew that his body WANTED Pit to help, but his senses wouldn't allow him to. Taking advantage of the angel would be very wrong, and hell, he didn't even know what he felt for the youth, but as far as he was concerned, lust was most likely involved. After a minute's reflection, he found to be still stumped and VERY confused, so he figured a nice hot shower would help ease his tension, and fix his little problem.
