Battling Hearts {Zelda X Ike}

News Spreads Fast

"Good morning." Zelda hears through muffles. She pries open her eyes and scans the room; the warm sun shining on the white bed sheets. Near the corner of the surprisingly large room stands a tall figure who smiles at her. "You've been out a while." He says.

"Where am I?" Zelda murmurs, propping herself up with a pillow. She reaches for her aching shoulder and instead of feeling a silky cloth, she feels her bare skin. Her eyes widen and she quickly grabs the blanket, covering her front side. "Why am I in my undergarment?!" she yells, throwing the blanket over her head.

"Zelda, it's alright." The blue haired figure walks towards her, laughing. He slowly lifts the blanket off. Zelda jumps and tries pulling the blanket back.

"Wha-how...Did we..do it?!" She stares at the figure. "Ike!" her cheeks suddenly flush with heat and burn red "We didn't...did we?"

Ike laughs again and shakes his head.

"No of course not. You fell asleep as soon as I brought you back." He says, still smiling.

"Then...where are my clothes?" Zelda asks. She looks around and realizes Ike isn't wearing a shirt. She blushes again and thrusts the blanket at him, covering his muscular chest.

"What's wrong?" he gazes at her, confused.

"Cou-could you maybe put on a-a shirt?" she looks away, embarrassingly.

"Oh...does it turn you on?" He leans closer to her, staring into her eyes.

"Ike!!" she screams, throwing a pillow at his face. She crosses her arms and frowns.

"Alright alright. I'll get your clothes." He walks to the en suite and brings her a white, summer dress with lace straps. "Your blue dress was torn so I took it off and brought it to Winston. He'll fix it." He hands her the dress.

She glares at him for a moment but decides not to pester him about removing her clothes while she was asleep,

"Thank you." she takes it and stares back at him, her eyes serious.

"I won't look." He smiles.

"You look so different in that dress." Ike says after Zelda comes out of the bathroom. She looks down at it and knits her eyebrows.

"In a good way or a bad way?" she asks, walking over to sit next to him.

"Good way." Ike smiles and wraps his arms around her waist.

"Ahem...you still haven't put on a shirt." Zelda scolds, unraveling his hands from her.

"Do I have to?" he whimpers, giving her the puppy eyes.

"We must start planning the wedding." She frowns at him. Ike lies on the bed and breathes deeply.

"Why don't we take a day off today?" He smiles, holding his arms out to Zelda, waiting for her to fall into them. Instead, she stands and walks over to the small marble table, looking out of the French doors into the sunrise.

"I suppose we can..." she takes the velvet box and plucks the ring from its center. Just then Ike comes over and takes the ring.

"I wonder if I'll get used to calling you honey." Ike says, mostly to himself. He holds her left hand out and slips the ring onto her fourth finger. Zelda laughs and hugs him.

"I wonder if I'll get used to hearing that." She kisses him on the cheek. "Let's go to town."

Ike sighs and quickly throws his blue shirt on and follows Zelda down the stairs. But as soon as they reach the ground floor, the doorbell rings. Ike's butler, Winston rushes pass them and openes the door.

"CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!" Ike and Zelda hear at the doorway.

"How many people are out there?" Ike asks, a bit scared. He and Zelda walk over to the door and see a crowd of their friends that reaches as far as the lake.

"What is all this?" Zelda asks, her eyes wide.

"Zelda, we know you're getting married to Ike." Zero Samus grins. She stands at the front of the crowd in between Peach and Captain Falcon.

"How did you find out?" Ike stares at Zero.

"We haven't told anyone." Zelda adds, though more in the form of a question. She puts her finger to her chin, thinking whether she told anyone or not.

"Actually...the mushroom from the hospital told us." Zero smiles, apologetically. Zelda and Ike exchange understanding glances.

"News travels quickly." Zelda says to herself.

"So?...Is it true?" Zero continues, staring at Zelda and Ike waiting for their response. The sun rises behind the crowd and causes the ring on Zelda's finger to gleam. Everyone gasps. "I see..." Zero says. "I-I'm so happy for you!!" She attacks them with a hug followed by the rest of the crowd.

"Thank...you...please...come...in..." Ike tries to breathe while the Iceberg twins squeeze him.

Meanwhile Zelda and Winston are in the kitchen preparing something for the guests to eat.

"Princess, it's alright, I can prepare everything." Winston says as he grabs multiple plates from one of the glass cabinets, dropping a few on the way.

Ike hears the shatter from the foyer where everyone has gathered, gaping at the chandeliers and other décor. He rushes to the kitchen to find Zelda and Winston on the floor with a dust pan and a sweeper.

"What happened? Are you two alright?" Ike says. He kneels beside Zelda, helping her sweep the glass into the pan.

"We're fine. We were just preparing some dishes for the guests." Zelda says. Just then, Zero comes into the kitchen, holding a large blue box.

"Zelda! What are you doing?" she says, putting the box on the floor. Zelda and Ike look up.

"We were going to make something for you all to eat..." Zelda replies.

"Oh don't worry we didn't come here to eat. This is for you two." Zero smiles and gestures for them to open the box. Zelda and Ike lift the cover and reveal a portrait of them together, Zelda reaching up to Ike as to kiss him on the cheek while he laughs sweetly. "There are many more gifts too." Zero says. "I hope you like this one, I painted it myself."

Zelda stares at the painting, then looks up at Zero.

"You painted this?!" Ike and Zelda say simultaneously.

Zero grins. "It's my hidden talent. Come outside and open the rest of the gifts!" she pushes Ike and Zelda out to the foyer where everyone is talking about their marriage.

"That is a lot of boxes..." Ike says. Zero laughs and sits him and Zelda on the leather sofa.

"May you always be happy, together!" Everyone shouts in unison, clapping and whistling happily. And may they always...live happily ever after.