An Angelic Obsession

Chapter 5

Pit made it to the cafeteria and grabbed some toast and fruit. Looking around he found a seat by Peach. Smiling to himself, he decided to be friendly to her, even though they were having a match. "Hi Peach, mind if I sit here?"

Peach looked at him and smiled, "Of course not Pit dear!"

Pit sat down and ate his breakfast and listened to Peach go on and on about something. He didn't really hear her, his mind was on his friend. Something was wrong and he wanted to help.

Ike came out of his shower no better off than he started. He was able to help his arousal, but his mind was having its own hurricane. The mercenary got dressed like any other day and headed to the cafeteria. Today was going to be difficult.

Pit saw Ike enter from across the room. Ike didn't bother getting anything to eat, and he went to sit by the angel.

Pit, ignoring Peach now, turned to Ike. "Ok, what is it? You are my best friend on earth and you are somehow suffering. Did you have a nightmare?"

Ike sighed. "What makes you think I'm suffering Pit? Look, I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me," Ike said with force. The older male knew he lied, but there was no way he could explain things to Pit, when he didn't even know what to make of them.

Pit stared at Ike. "Whatever you say Ike, but I still feel you aren't telling me everything. If something was wrong with me, I would tell you, because I love and trust you more than anybody." He then got up, "I'll be on the training field…" and then he walked off.

Ike threw his apple in frustration, and ended up hitting Link in the head, which he didn't apologize for and stormed out onto the field after Pit.

Pit walked quickly toward the training field. He didn't know what was going on with his friend, all he knew was that something was wrong and Ike wasn't talking to him about it. He reached up and wiped his eyes as they were starting to tear up.

Ike caught up with the angel quickly, but he wasn't eager to start up conversation. After a long pause the bluenette spoke. "Soooo... are you mad?"

Pit stopped and turned to Ike. He reached up and wiped his eyes again and sniffed. "Are we friends?"

Ike's heart melted when he saw the youth's tears. "Yeah, of course."

"Then what is it? Something happened to you last night. Was it a nightmare? That's all I want to know….just so I know it wasn't me that did anything to make you like this. I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you," Pit said while sniffing, fighting the urge to cry.

"I am fine. Yeah, I just had a dream about some stuff, not you, and everything is good now. Don't worry." The mercenary knew full well Pit was responsible for his dream, at least he considered the boy to be. It was his fault his body reacted in such a manner and that his heart felt things never felt before. "Please don't cry. Let's just train."

Ike pulled out Ragnell, and prepared himself for Pit's sword attacks

Pit stood there for a few seconds, staring at Ike. He not only stared at him, but to Ike it felt like he was making contact with his soul. "Ike…" Pit started to say, but broke it off. He pulled out his blades and made a V with them. "Let's train."

Ike moved swiftly with heavy concentration. He proved to be getting out some tension with this fight and it pleased him...until Pit landed a blow that is. The mercenary looked into the angel's sweaty, determined face, his dream now a reality. All of the feelings in his dream began to envelop his mind and body. The older male threw down his sword in frustration and sheer disbelief. "I can't take this!" he yelled, and marched off the field heading into the mansion.

Pit stood there in disbelief as he watched Ike storm toward the large house. He had never seen Ike so upset before. Leaning down he picked up Ragnell and cradled it in his arms, he knew how important it was to Ike. For him to just throw it down and leave, something must have really scared or angered the swordsman. Pit slowly started walking toward the mansion, still cradling the sacred sword. He numbly walked in and down the main corridor toward his and Ike's room. He didn't say anything to anyone; he just walked, until he got to his and Ike's door. Taking a breath, he walked into their room.

Upon entering, Pit found Ike pacing across the room, talking to himself. All speech ceased though when the bluenette noticed the angel. His eyes closed briefly, emotions coursing through his body yet again. The mercenary gave a frustrated sigh and went to sit on his bed.

"You….left this…" Pit softly said as he gently laid Ragnell down next to Ike on the bed. Pit sniffed. "I am going to go now. I'll see you later at dinner," he whispered as he walked toward the door.

Ike let the boy go, even though it pained his heart. Pit looked truly bothered by the older male's actions and words, but Ike gave no relent on his situation. Why does HE make me this way...Why can't I feel normal. If I had never agreed to train him, I wouldn't have to be near him, and all of this could just stop. Ike knew something was different with him, but he refused to accept it. For now, he would push it behind him, throw it in the closet and pile clothes over it...until he was ready...if that day would ever come. The mercenary skipped dinner that night, not wanting to face the youth after everything. He finally decided to turn in early for the night, somewhere away from reality.

Pit had been out flying all afternoon; he did his best thinking while airborne. If something is bothering Ike, and he won't admit it to me, maybe he is having a hard time admitting it to himself. He thought to himself. "I am going to have to try to force him to face whatever demon he has."

That evening, Pit faced off against Peach. As he prepared himself for battle he scanned the stands and didn't see Ike.

"3…2…1…GO!"

Pit was extremely distracted during the battle, so much that he ended up loosing rather quickly. After the fight, he sat on the grass, watching the spectators file out and congratulate Peach. He stood up and took to the evening sky to help clear his mind.

Arriving back at the mansion after dinner he ate by himself, thinking of what he could do. When he was done he decided to go back to his room. When he got there he saw Ike in bed, he looked to be asleep. Sighing he turned and walked to his bed. Removing his tunic and sandals he sat on his bed wearing only his shorts, and stared out the window.