The End of Marth x Khristina and the Beginning of Meta x Khristina

Chapter 1

Khristina smiled and laughed along with the others, her arm linked with Marth's. As a choice of habit, she scanned the crowd to see if anyone was missing...something she started when the Subspace bombs were being released. To her shock, Meta Knight and Kirby, who were there earlier, were missing! Her eyes widened in horror and she looked at Marth in desperation. He frowned slightly and gave her a questioning look.

"Meta Knight and Kirby," she whispered in a panic. "They're gone!" Marth glanced around to confirm her suspicions. He then walked over to Ike and Thurisaz and said something. They nodded and followed him out of the ballroom. Khristina bit her lip nervously. Did they not get rid of the danger?

"Khristina..." Her head shot up at the sound of a soft voice.

"Kirby?" she hissed, peering into the nook hidden between two pillars. Instead of a little pink ball of adorableness, there was a very attractive girl dressed in a long pink shirt and red leggings, her short pink hair pulled in a loose ponytail. Khristina gasped in shock.

"Where's Meta?" she whispered. Kirby jerked her thumb over to a curtain.

"He's hiding," she said softly. "His transformation back into a human didn't turn out as nicely as mine."

"'Didn't turn out'? What do you mean?" Khristina asked, puzzled. Kirby giggled and motioned to her clothes. Khristina realized what she meant and blushed vibrantly.

"He's naked?!" she hissed.

"You don't have to say it out loud," snapped Meta from behind the curtain. He peered out, a single golden eye glinting in the dark. Kirby found the rope to pull back the curtains and began to mess with them.

"Stop that!" he hissed, slinking farther behind the curtain. Kirby giggled and yanked on the rope more. Khristina looked around for something to solve Meta's clothing problem. She spotted a perfect outfit for Meta draped over a chair. She ran over, gathered it up, and went to the curtain where Meta was hiding.

"Here. Put this on," she said, hooking her arm around the curtain to avoid accidentally seeing him. Their fingers brushed slightly, but Khristina took no notice of it. 

"Thank you..." he said softly. There was the sound of shuffling and then silence.

"Okay, Kirby." She nodded and pulled the curtain away. Khristina gasped, blushing slightly. She hated to admit it, but Meta was ten times sexier than Marth. He smiled and took Kirby's hand. The three of them headed out to the ballroom. The whole room was suddenly filled with dead silence. Then the whispers started and Khristina began to breathe rapidly. Meta noticed and caught her before she collapsed. He helped her to a seat and looked at her worriedly.

"Are you alright?" he asked. She closed her eyes and listened to the others.

"I wouldn't be surprised if Meta and Khristina had a little fun in that little nook," someone softly said with a laugh. Tears began to drip down her face. This was all wrong...all wrong....

But she couldn't help but wonder...