So, I figure I owe alot of people for taking so long to update. Okay, in honesty, this goes to the people who are "I can has IkeMarth?" Because I love you guys ;A;. So, um... I hereby dedicate the following collection of rambles to a few people:

Marth, Rinku, Mimoly, Fhal, and AstroTurtle.

And anyone else who reads my crap :D.

HERES HOW IT'S GOING TO WORK:

I got a collection of words from some friends, and Im going to use each word as a basis for a short drabble. IkeMarth only this time. And for those of you reading, drop me a review with a word, and I'll add it to the end of the list.

WORD: Serendipity

Definition: good fortune; luck

A hard day of training had left Ike sweaty and exhausted. He had promptly taken a shower in the community men's shower, and was wearing little more than his boots, pants, and brown undershirt (and of course, his headband). The rest of his clothes and armor were tucked neatly under his arm, water still trickling down his face and neck to rest in the cloth of his collar; hair sticking to his skin from the moisture.

Blue eyes canned the hallway for inhabitants, of which there were none. Not surprising, it was late at night, many smashers had already retired for the evening or were deep into their second or even third drinks at the local bar. Ike just wanted to lay down and let sleep take him. As he thought this a yawn left his lips and his hand took the knob of the room he and Marth shared; opening the door carefully.

Marth was, without a doubt, already asleep. The prince tended to retire early, unless Ike's antics kept him up. So careful was Ike not to wake his sleeping lover that he didn't even notice that the lights were actually on. He closed the door behind him, turning with intent to sneak into the bed, only to be greeted with a very nice surprise.

There was Marth, completely naked, lying in the bed, his body flush and his hand gripped around his cock. The prince was looking at Ike through half-lidded eyes, the pleasure he had been receiving from his own hand outweighing the embarrassment he was probably feeling. Arms crossed and a smile touched Ike's lips, "What do we have here?"

"Y-you're l-late…" Was the only reply he got.

"You couldn't wait?"

"I f-figured you'd be too tired…"

A chuckle left the older mercenary. "I see." He climbed on top of the prince, pinning him to the bed, "But you weren't done, don't you want to continue?"

The pleasure had finally died down enough for Marth to blush scarlet, "W-what?!"

"I'm not stopping you, go ahead and finish."

The prince shook his head, whimpering, "I-Ike…" But it didn't take long for him to give in, his fingers beginning to pump the organ shamelessly as his breath came out hitched. Ike watched his treasure with a please grin, reaching down and wrapping his own hand over Marth, guiding him in his pumps. Moans began to fill the room. "A-ahh… Ike…Ike~"

Ike guided the other's hand to move faster, his squeeze around Marth's member tightening so that the prince let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure. Ike could see he was close to his release, Marth's face always gave his climax away. It would screw up into pleasure, while trying to keep his eyes open so that he wouldn't miss a thing. His jaw would hang loosely and his lips pucker ever slightly, tongue lolling out as he panted and tried to regulate his breathing. Not to mention the fact that his moans would rise in volume and his muscles would clentch.

"Angh…. Aahh…. Ahhh…. Ike~… Ike, I-I…" With a final scream the prince's body shook and he released onto himself and the mercenary above him. Ike looked at the face of the prince submissively below him, his energy, once thought spent on training, had been rekindled.

It was amazing what a nice surprise could do.