True Love

Yuk yuk yuk, this is a love backstory. If you don't like that sorta thing, veer away! If you do, this is short, unfortunately, as its just to fill in the continuity hole of the romances. (There are a LOT of those in this continium, unfortunately. Time to get the space-time glue!)

Ledra glared at Drakus as he stared at a picture of Ridley on the computer.
The new recruit that Frost recommended because he was an old friend didn't seem to be the heroic type. He was more into crocodiles, Metroid, Spore and other geeky things. Sure, he was part-wyvern and was quite naive (All heroes gotta start somewhere, said Frost), but Ledra didn't see how he was going to help them defend Jamaa. Vramaasian threats were extremely dangerous, and so were Phantom Empiran, and so were everything else. Drakus had no chance of holding out beneath all the power.
“Drakus, Frost told us to practice karate outside, not play silly Nintendo games!" growled Ledra.
Drakus glanced back at her, and smiled.
"They're not silly, Ledra." said the croc. "It's so that I can get pumped to smash in Frost's ass."
Ledra rolled her eyes.
"Sheesh. You're as ANNOYING as hell. When am I going to ever teach you discipline?"
Drakus went back to playing Metroid: Other M on his PC.
"Drakus..." muttered Ledra. "Oh, holy Dracul, will you GET OFF?!"
Ledra lunged, and leapt right over Drakus's head. If it were in glory sloowwwww motion, then it would've been a lot more epic.
Still...
CLICK.
Before the computer shut off, Drakus just managed to save his progress and glare at Ledra.
"Ugh! I hate you now!" snarled the croc.
"Drakus..."
The crocodile vanished in a flurry of blue bits, and Ledra was left staring out the window.

Much time passed after the computer incident. Drakus and Ledra grew more powerful, aiding each other on missions, especially their interwining Truth or Death personal quests. They went through so much together that slowly but surely, they started to understand each other better than themselves. All the while, the deities such as Master Wyvern and the sky gods watched their relationship with intrigue. Soon, even Elvis and Savior couldn't understand what they did every night when they vanished. Tango would fuse with the earth itself to feel around for their weight, but alas, it was as if they ascended into the clouds. Frost would try her best scouring spells and send out search parties, but the two evaded her grasp. A copious amount of time would pass, and they would suddenly appear in their rooms, laughing giddily and beating their pillows, leaving the rest of the Jamaasian Heroes wondering what they were doing. Never once did they home in on their location, or did they pick up a clue from the locals. Even when Snowy came back in Hyrestia, she would be mystified when she heard this part of the story.
And boom- just as fresh as morning dew, but yet stagnant and cliched like the stink of poo, they were officially married. Mira forbid this mystery be unraveled, as some things - such as sudden love - be best left untouched and ancient.