Please do not read unless you are a fan of slash/shounen-ai/bl. If you don't know what it is, do not read. This can also be viewed as a very stong friendship. I own none of these characters. This is Marth/Link. Thanks!
Link woke up, greeted by the warm sunshine that filtered through the curtains over the large windows. The 12-year-old yawned and rubbed at his eyes, and then he stretched, arching his back. Getting out of Marths bed, he looked around, confused. No one else was in the room.
Glancing around the room, Link spotted a piece of paper on top of a pile of carefully folded clothes. He tried reading the letter, but he couldnt recognize the language. The runes were different than Hylian, but the blonde assumed it was written by Marth. He took the clothes, assuming they were for them, since Marth told him hed let the other change, and slipped them on. A plain forest green tunic with a brown leather belt, a white undershirt, pure white tights, and a pair of s