WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!

Uh… oops. Sorry. XD

Anyway, another theme! This time, the dynamic duo are young children yet again!

ENJOY!

16. Kiss

Nine-year-old Marth ran around his castle, playing. Today was another day, and his best friend, seven-year-old Roy, was coming over to play again. While he was running around, he looked in his castle to see his father and mother close to each other… a LITTLE too close.

"You know how much I love you, right?" His father asked his mother.

"Of course… I'm sure that we'll spend the rest of our lives together…" She said.

The two then… kissed.

Marth watched as they kissed passionately, confused. Why do they do that?

When his parents stopped kissing, they turned to see Marth standing by the doorway. The two blushed.

"Oh! Marth!" His mother said.

"U-uh… what was that that you two did?" The young boy asked.

"Oh! Well…" She turned to her husband, and he nodded. She went to the young boy and picked him up.

"That is called a kiss, son."

"A kiss?"

"Yes. It shows how much two people love each other."

Love… each other?

Marth thought this over. "Do you think I'll kiss someone one day?"

"Of course, son," She said, smiling, "one day you will…"

When Roy and his father came over, Marth was still wondering about who he will kiss one day… he wanted to know what the kiss felt like with someone, so he decided to ask his best friend.

While the two played, Marth asked, "Roy… can I ask you something?"

Roy looked at his best friend. "Of course! What's wrong?"

"I…" He blushed. Over the months since they first met, he grew to… 'like like' him, as he thought. However, he didn't know if he felt the same way…

"D-do you know… what a kiss felt like?" He asked.

Roy stared at him. "No… I was wondering that too."

"Really?"

"Mhm. My daddy said that he once kissed mommy. He said that it was very nice."

"I… see…" Marth looked down. "I… I wanted to know what a kiss felt like, an-and—"

He looked up, and Roy was up in his face.

Suddenly, Roy kissed him. Marth was shocked when his best friend did this, but he accepted the kiss.

Their lips parted, and Roy smiled. "Do you like it?"

Marth blushed like mad, and he was stuttering. "U-u-uh… yeah! It's… very nice."

Roy smiled. "I'm glad. I love it!"

"M-me too… Roy… do you—"

"Yup."

Marth smiled huge, and he embraced the younger boy.

"I love you, Roy."

"Me too, Marth."