Orenji-chan
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A/N: This is my first official shoujo-ai fan-fiction for serebii. This fan-fiction is about Jadeshipping, the pairing between Blue and Yellow from Pokemon Special/Pokemon Adventures.
Now, I would suggest that you watch the trailer for my fan-fiction before you even stroll down any further of this page. Now, don't fret, I am still going to continue my Specialshipping fan-fiction but at a slower pace because I get writers block for that fan-fiction. I wanted to start something new, something different.
This shall be rated PG for the amount of shoujo-ai, some violence and other things. Since shoujo-ai is the emotiona relationship between a girl and another girl, I think this rating is fitting.
Now, lets get it started! The first chapter of Searching will now begin! ^_^
I never knew exactly why I kept pushing them together, it just seemed normal. It just seemed like it needed to happen, for both of them to be happy. She was my only friend back then and now who didn’t call me “obnoxious” or anything of the sort. She was always there to help me with my problems as I had helped her find him. I guess the only thing I wanted for her to be happy because then I could put a smile on my face. Back then, she was the only thing that made me feel like I was worth something…
A sixteen-year-old girl appeared out of the underbrush, her dark hazel gaze seemed to reflect off of the sunlight which was peering through the branches of the trees which inhabited Viridian Forest. Her blond hair shimmered with a small pigment of gold, making it reflect off of the sun’s rays; her hair was tied up neatly in a small ponytail.
The teenager was riding on her Dodrio, Dodosk. This bird-like pokemon had three heads; each of them seemed to be content about the day. There were crimson feathers appearing out of its backside. Dodosk had long, skinny feet and sharp talons to lash out at any opponent. The pokemon seemed to be well-taken care of, having a few things strapped into it bag. Raines appeared to be dragging across its beaks; its raven-black eyes seemed to be filled with excitement.
“C’mon Dodosk, we’re almost there!” Yellow explained to her second pokemon, the female was currently wearing her school uniform. The school uniform consisted of a black knee-length skirt and a colored white skirt. The white shirt seemed to be pressed neatly earlier that morning. Hanging off of the white shirt was a small black tie; this was required by all the tenth graders in the school.
Today was the first day of school; Yellow’s uncle had enrolled her into it in a desperate attempt to “keep her head out of the clouds”. The pokemon trainer was going to attend school with her friends who lived in Kanto: Blue, Green and Red. But today was different; Yellow had spent most of her time getting ready to give Red something.
Something important that Yellow had been working on for a long time, it was a letter for Red. Inside of the letter she had written her true feelings for the boy, the feelings that she had kept locked up deep within her heart for so long.
But now was the perfect time to give it to him, hoping that he would accept the letter with the same feelings. The truth of the matter was that Yellow had been crushing on Red for the longest time, ever since she had seen the boy in Viridian Forest about eight years ago.
The letter was wrapped in a small but extravagant envelope. This envelop in particular appeared to be the lightest tone of azure. On the letter was Yellow’s finest hand writing that she could muster with just a small, dull black pen. Currently, the letter was laying in her school bag to distribute to Red himself.
The Viridian girl appeared at the entrance of the school, the school itself was somewhat large, having to hold about 234 students which was a large number was considering the size of the Pallet and Viridian.
The school was covered in various types and shapes of windows, the windows were reflecting off the sun rays, casting long shadows on the ground below, along with the various trees which were at the front of the school.
In front of the school, there was a small fountain which was placed in a circular shape of pavement.
The fountain was made completely of stone, the builders wanting it to reside in that particular area of land for a while. Water surged out of the top in small amounts, making small ripples in the basin below which was already filled with the substance.
Yellow walked along the sidewalk, with Dodosk’s pokeball in hand. The fountain seemed to catch her eye’s attention, before she glanced over at it for a moment. Her hazel eyes reflected off of the pool of water, filling with question as she placed her left, dominant hand on the base of stone. With her right hand, she slipped Dodosk’s pokeball into her school bag which also carried her other five pokemon.
“That’s pretty cool…” Yellow muttered under her breath, before shifting her gaze toward the clock which was placed right above the main entrance of the school.
The clock was quite old, having its two hands repainted multiple times. The larger hand of the clock was at a horizontal angel, as it was pointing towards the twelve. The smaller hand seemed to be pointed towards the nine, indicating that it was nine o’clock. This meant that Yellow had least thirty minutes before her first class would start.
Yellow let out a small sigh, before making her way towards the door. Her hand reached out towards the handle, before pulling at it with a quick movement of her right arm. She then slipped inside of the school, before wandering over to a nearby list. The list seemed to be covered with different names of students, having the number of the lockers which were listed on it.
The young woman scanned the list with her eyes; her right index figure seemed to trail down the list as she came towards her name in a matter of seconds.
The Viridian trainer then nodded in response, before making her way down the hallway toward her locker as she wished to encounter Red on the way there…
Yellow closed the locker quickly, with a quick movement of her hand. The locker slammed shut before Yellow turned her attention down the hallway. Her eyes seemed to wander around the hallway as all the lockers were the same color, a deep shade of crimson. She still hadn’t found Red, nor had she given the letter to him.
The blond-haired girl leaned her weight against her locker in which she had loaded all the things she wouldn’t need for her first class of the day. The rest of her things, that she was going to need for the day, were clutched nervously against her chest for the time being.
Her hazel eyes shimmered with nervousness, Yellow had never attended a school of any kind in her whole entire life. Her usual day would consist of taking care of her pokemon or even training them, maybe a few hours of fishing. But it was never like this, she never had to go to strange place with a lot of people that she hadn’t ever met before.
Her main problem was that she hadn’t seen Red, Green or Blue since she had entered the school; this obviously wasn’t helping her anxiety in the slightest way. The halls were filled with other people, who were busy talking with their friends or flirting with a boy or a girl.
Yellow let out a small sigh, before she departed from her locker. Wanting to find her first class before the bell rang, before she would be left in these confusing twists and turns of the hallway. That was something that she really didn’t need to deal with right now.
“Y-Yellow, is that you?” A young man asked, before appearing besides her in a black shirt with a white collar and pure black pants. His eyes seemed to reflect curiosity, before his lips seemed to curve into a wide grin. The young boy was Red. His black hair seemed to stick up more than usual, and his bangs were longer than the last time that Yellow had seen him a few days ago.
Yellow’s cheeks turned a slight shade of crimson, before she moved her head up and down in a small nod. Before her two index fingers began to fiddle with each other, in a small twirling motion, as Yellow tried to figure out what to say to Red. She then looked up at him again; the smile was still planted on his lips for the time being.
“Y-Yeah, it’s me Red-kun…” The young woman replied, before she turned around for a moment. Wanting to check for a good place and give him the letter, Yellow wanted to do this as soon as possible. Even if it she was late for class, at least she could ask Red what room the class was in and how to get there.
Red blinked in confusion, before he clasped his large hand around Yellow’s wrist. He then pulled her into the flow of people, a mass of black and white shirts. The noise of chatter was still ringing in Yellow’s ears even after Red had led her towards a nearby corner.
Out of the chatter, and the perfect moment to give him the letter Yellow slipped her hand quickly into skirt pocket. She searched franticly, wondering if she even put the letter in the bag.
Red stood by her, patiently leaning his weight casually against the wall. A few passing girls glanced at him for a moment, letting out small giggles of amusement before they moved on, whispering words to each other. The male high school student let out a small sigh of annoyance, before flicking a strand of hair out of his vision.
Then, he quickly turned his attention towards Yellow once more. His eyes were still filled with the same emotion as they were a few moments ago, in the hallway. Slipping his foot against the wall as he blinked, realizing that Yellow was holding something in front of his face.
“Here, take this letter.” Yellow whispered under her breath, cheeks flustered into a dark shade of crimson. Her hands were shaking with anxiety, before meeting Red’s russet gaze with her own hazel.
Red nodded silently, before taking the letter from her hands. Then, he ripped the pure white envelope open with a quick movement of his hand while the other held it steady in place. He opened it, taking the neatly written letter out of the envelope. His eyes began to scan the letter, slowly as if ever word was important to him.
Dear Red,
When I was searching for you, long ago, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. After I found you, I was reluctant to talk to you. Your smile seemed to shine up my day; I was always weary of being around you. The truth was then, I was slowly falling in love you. And now, when I look at you, my heart won’t stop beating, my cheeks turn crimson. The truth is now; the truth is that I have a crush on you. I’ve wanted to tell you in person, but I think this letter explains everything.
Red let out a sigh, before the letter slipped from his finger towards the floor. Against the titles, it made a small tap. He then hid his russet eyes from view, under his long, black bangs.
“I’m sorry Yellow, but I’m just not ready for a relationship right now…” Red whispered under his breath. Before he lifted his head, his lips seemed to curve into a slight smile before he then noticed Yellow.
She was shaking with embarrassment; her eyes were filled with grief and sadness. Yellow wanted him to except her feelings; it was all that she wanted. But now, this very moment she had become rejected by the one she wanted to be with.
Red blinked, before he began to walk off. His eyes were filled with annoyance, she didn’t understand. He didn’t know what to say, it was so sudden. He then left her, throwing her letter at her feet.
Yellow shifted her gaze towards her feet, picking up the piece of parchment. A few letters seemed to be swirling across the top of the hinge; a glint of hope seemed to fill her eyes.
“Yeah, sure…” Yellow’s voice seemed to trail off, before she lifted her head towards the hallway. Her hands began to tremble, before she felt something slide down her cheek. Feeling its touch made her wince out slightly, she had been rejected, left with something piercing her heart. It was a like a thorn, the rejection made her feel heart broken and as if nothing could fix it.
Realizing what time it was, Yellow frantically picked up her books and the letter in her hand as she began to shove the piece of paper into her skirt pocket once more. The Viridian citizen then ran off, her dark black shoes seemed to tap against the flooring. Her footsteps seemed to echo in the hallways, her legs seemed to stretch as far as they could. Not wanting to know what time it was, she never expected to be late on the first day. She wanted to impress her teachers, not get lectured by them.
Her eyes were wide, with fear and anxiety as she had forgotten to ask Red where their class was. Even though the girls and the boys were separated in what they were taught for the first period of the day. Girls on one side of the room and the boys on the other, it wouldn’t hurt to ask.
Not noticing where she was going, she felt something ram against her. Falling backwards as the tight grip on her notebooks loosened. They fell onto the ground with a slam. Yellow wobbled backwards, feeling someone clench their hand tightly onto her wrist. Yellow blinked for a moment, before she noticed the person before her. Her vision then focused back to normal.
Like the Viridian trainer, this high school student was wearing the same uniform which consisted of a black skirt, a plain, colored white shirt and one black tie. Covering the girl’s bare skin were brown shoes, but her pair of shoes seemed to be worn out by a lot of walking around or something of the sort. The black shirt seemed to have multiple ruffles, as if the other girl didn’t care or didn’t notice that her shirt was wrinkled.
“Yellow, are you okay?” The voice shook Yellow from her trance, before Yellow lifted her head towards the other girl’s eyes.
Her eyes seemed to be a dark shade of cobalt; her face appeared to be quite of tan considering that summer had just ended. The other girl released her grip, before her hand seemed to glide swiftly back towards her side. A small smile appeared on the girl’s lips, curving into something that looked so warm emotionally even though it was so small.
Yellow nodded, before shaking her head of clouding thoughts and the blush marks which appeared lightly on her cheeks. Quickly averting her gaze towards the mess in which she had created by colliding with Blue. She then sunk to her knees, picking up her things quickly.
Then realizing who the person was Blue, the other girl who attended the same class as Yellow in which they were all required to attend to graduate. Yellow’s eyes widened, before realizing that Blue had fallen to her knees as well. She was beginning to help Yellow pick up her things, the same smile still seemed to be placed into her lips for now.
Without even responding, Blue began to put Yellow’s things into a small, neat pile. It was as if she was enjoying helping Yellow, as if she could sense something or felt something that Yellow couldn’t detect. They didn’t make eye contact until something occurred; there was no conversation between the two girls.
Yellow reached out for a light brown notebook, her sketchbook, not paying full attention of what she was doing. Her eyes then wandering towards her left hand, which was right on top of Blue’s right. Falling backwards, before taking the books with her, she then stood up. Yellow’s cheeks turned the lightest shade of scarlet, before she shook her head in an attempt to clear it once more.
“Here…” Blue muttered under her breath, holding the sketchbook towards Yellow’s face. The smile, Yellow had noticed, had faded. Her eyes were hidden deep under her dark brown bangs. “You dropped this one, too.”
Yellow took the book, before she placed quickly against her chest. Letting out a small sigh of relief, she then noticed that Blue had shifted her gaze towards the Viridian trainer once more.
Not knowing what to say, Yellow glanced down at her books. All the things she would need for the day: a few textbooks about pokemon history and a simple sharp, led pencil. Attached to the writing instrument was a small pink eraser, which was pointed at the end.
Blue tapped her feet impatiently against the concrete, anxious about asking or saying anything to the other girl until something slipped out of her mouth.
“You okay? If we wait any longer, we’re going to be late for class.” Blue pointed out, before tapping her index finger on the watch which was placed tightly around her wrist. Hoping that the statement didn’t sound too abruptly or anything, she said it quickly.
Yellow blinked, before nodding silently to the other girl. Then, Yellow moved quickly down the hallway, her shoes made small taps against the marble flooring. She hoped that she was going the right way, for if she wasn’t it was might be even more late. Her steps were to be considered walking steps, until Blue did something unexpectedly.
Blue laughed, before she ran ahead of Yellow. Grabbing quickly onto Yellow’s wrist once more, she began to tug Yellow in the right direction, towards their class and towards a whole new adventure.
Yellow let out a small giggle of amusement, her feet began to fly quickly against the concrete. Her ponytail seemed to trail behind her, barely touching her shoulders. She would tell Blue eventually, sometime, somehow, of what happened between her and Red. But for now, she just wanted for them all to be happy, for them all to be content.
Maybe, just maybe, she could find someone else to love. Or at least find someone to take away the pain in her heart, take away the heart ache.
Whizzing past the crimson lockers, past the strangling students who were making their way slowly towards their class, Yellow and Blue became closer to their destination with each step. Blue grasped her hand around Yellow’s wrist; she made her grip tighter as if she was nervous or anxious about the first day as well.
Yellow blinked in reply, wondering what thoughts were truly running through Blue’s mind, her head. Not wanting to slow them down, she let Blue drag her along at a quick but manageable pace to stay on her feet. Her hazel eyes gleamed with excitement, wondering what it truly was like to attend a school as such.
Blue stopped abruptly in front of Yellow, turning her attention towards the door which was directly in front of them. Slowly moving her hand towards the doorknob, she turned her attention towards Yellow who cocked her head in slight confusion.
“Are you ready to go inside?” Blue asked, before letting her hand engulf the doorknob.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” Yellow replied, then clasping her books and pencil tighter to her chest in an attempt to somehow calm herself.
Blue nodded curtly in response, before letting her wrist twist as the lock on the door made a small but reassuring click. Beginning to make her way inside, she then motioned Yellow to follow her.
When I found her in that hallway, she seemed to be so confused by something. It was something I couldn’t detect, but then my heart began to pound faster for some strange reason. I hadn’t seen her in two whole years, two whole years in which my life flashed by me. I was so busy with school and everything back then. Now, I just want to cheer her up, I just want her to be happy. For that, is all that I’ve ever wanted. For now, I just want to protect her from anything that might come her way, until she tells me the whole story…
Now, I would suggest that you watch the trailer for my fan-fiction before you even stroll down any further of this page. Now, don't fret, I am still going to continue my Specialshipping fan-fiction but at a slower pace because I get writers block for that fan-fiction. I wanted to start something new, something different.
This shall be rated PG for the amount of shoujo-ai, some violence and other things. Since shoujo-ai is the emotiona relationship between a girl and another girl, I think this rating is fitting.
Now, lets get it started! The first chapter of Searching will now begin! ^_^
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Searching
Chapter One: Rejected
Searching
Chapter One: Rejected
I never knew exactly why I kept pushing them together, it just seemed normal. It just seemed like it needed to happen, for both of them to be happy. She was my only friend back then and now who didn’t call me “obnoxious” or anything of the sort. She was always there to help me with my problems as I had helped her find him. I guess the only thing I wanted for her to be happy because then I could put a smile on my face. Back then, she was the only thing that made me feel like I was worth something…
A sixteen-year-old girl appeared out of the underbrush, her dark hazel gaze seemed to reflect off of the sunlight which was peering through the branches of the trees which inhabited Viridian Forest. Her blond hair shimmered with a small pigment of gold, making it reflect off of the sun’s rays; her hair was tied up neatly in a small ponytail.
The teenager was riding on her Dodrio, Dodosk. This bird-like pokemon had three heads; each of them seemed to be content about the day. There were crimson feathers appearing out of its backside. Dodosk had long, skinny feet and sharp talons to lash out at any opponent. The pokemon seemed to be well-taken care of, having a few things strapped into it bag. Raines appeared to be dragging across its beaks; its raven-black eyes seemed to be filled with excitement.
“C’mon Dodosk, we’re almost there!” Yellow explained to her second pokemon, the female was currently wearing her school uniform. The school uniform consisted of a black knee-length skirt and a colored white skirt. The white shirt seemed to be pressed neatly earlier that morning. Hanging off of the white shirt was a small black tie; this was required by all the tenth graders in the school.
Today was the first day of school; Yellow’s uncle had enrolled her into it in a desperate attempt to “keep her head out of the clouds”. The pokemon trainer was going to attend school with her friends who lived in Kanto: Blue, Green and Red. But today was different; Yellow had spent most of her time getting ready to give Red something.
Something important that Yellow had been working on for a long time, it was a letter for Red. Inside of the letter she had written her true feelings for the boy, the feelings that she had kept locked up deep within her heart for so long.
But now was the perfect time to give it to him, hoping that he would accept the letter with the same feelings. The truth of the matter was that Yellow had been crushing on Red for the longest time, ever since she had seen the boy in Viridian Forest about eight years ago.
The letter was wrapped in a small but extravagant envelope. This envelop in particular appeared to be the lightest tone of azure. On the letter was Yellow’s finest hand writing that she could muster with just a small, dull black pen. Currently, the letter was laying in her school bag to distribute to Red himself.
The Viridian girl appeared at the entrance of the school, the school itself was somewhat large, having to hold about 234 students which was a large number was considering the size of the Pallet and Viridian.
The school was covered in various types and shapes of windows, the windows were reflecting off the sun rays, casting long shadows on the ground below, along with the various trees which were at the front of the school.
In front of the school, there was a small fountain which was placed in a circular shape of pavement.
The fountain was made completely of stone, the builders wanting it to reside in that particular area of land for a while. Water surged out of the top in small amounts, making small ripples in the basin below which was already filled with the substance.
Yellow walked along the sidewalk, with Dodosk’s pokeball in hand. The fountain seemed to catch her eye’s attention, before she glanced over at it for a moment. Her hazel eyes reflected off of the pool of water, filling with question as she placed her left, dominant hand on the base of stone. With her right hand, she slipped Dodosk’s pokeball into her school bag which also carried her other five pokemon.
“That’s pretty cool…” Yellow muttered under her breath, before shifting her gaze toward the clock which was placed right above the main entrance of the school.
The clock was quite old, having its two hands repainted multiple times. The larger hand of the clock was at a horizontal angel, as it was pointing towards the twelve. The smaller hand seemed to be pointed towards the nine, indicating that it was nine o’clock. This meant that Yellow had least thirty minutes before her first class would start.
Yellow let out a small sigh, before making her way towards the door. Her hand reached out towards the handle, before pulling at it with a quick movement of her right arm. She then slipped inside of the school, before wandering over to a nearby list. The list seemed to be covered with different names of students, having the number of the lockers which were listed on it.
The young woman scanned the list with her eyes; her right index figure seemed to trail down the list as she came towards her name in a matter of seconds.
Yellow Caballero: Locker 134
The Viridian trainer then nodded in response, before making her way down the hallway toward her locker as she wished to encounter Red on the way there…
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Yellow closed the locker quickly, with a quick movement of her hand. The locker slammed shut before Yellow turned her attention down the hallway. Her eyes seemed to wander around the hallway as all the lockers were the same color, a deep shade of crimson. She still hadn’t found Red, nor had she given the letter to him.
The blond-haired girl leaned her weight against her locker in which she had loaded all the things she wouldn’t need for her first class of the day. The rest of her things, that she was going to need for the day, were clutched nervously against her chest for the time being.
Her hazel eyes shimmered with nervousness, Yellow had never attended a school of any kind in her whole entire life. Her usual day would consist of taking care of her pokemon or even training them, maybe a few hours of fishing. But it was never like this, she never had to go to strange place with a lot of people that she hadn’t ever met before.
Her main problem was that she hadn’t seen Red, Green or Blue since she had entered the school; this obviously wasn’t helping her anxiety in the slightest way. The halls were filled with other people, who were busy talking with their friends or flirting with a boy or a girl.
Yellow let out a small sigh, before she departed from her locker. Wanting to find her first class before the bell rang, before she would be left in these confusing twists and turns of the hallway. That was something that she really didn’t need to deal with right now.
“Y-Yellow, is that you?” A young man asked, before appearing besides her in a black shirt with a white collar and pure black pants. His eyes seemed to reflect curiosity, before his lips seemed to curve into a wide grin. The young boy was Red. His black hair seemed to stick up more than usual, and his bangs were longer than the last time that Yellow had seen him a few days ago.
Yellow’s cheeks turned a slight shade of crimson, before she moved her head up and down in a small nod. Before her two index fingers began to fiddle with each other, in a small twirling motion, as Yellow tried to figure out what to say to Red. She then looked up at him again; the smile was still planted on his lips for the time being.
“Y-Yeah, it’s me Red-kun…” The young woman replied, before she turned around for a moment. Wanting to check for a good place and give him the letter, Yellow wanted to do this as soon as possible. Even if it she was late for class, at least she could ask Red what room the class was in and how to get there.
Red blinked in confusion, before he clasped his large hand around Yellow’s wrist. He then pulled her into the flow of people, a mass of black and white shirts. The noise of chatter was still ringing in Yellow’s ears even after Red had led her towards a nearby corner.
Out of the chatter, and the perfect moment to give him the letter Yellow slipped her hand quickly into skirt pocket. She searched franticly, wondering if she even put the letter in the bag.
Red stood by her, patiently leaning his weight casually against the wall. A few passing girls glanced at him for a moment, letting out small giggles of amusement before they moved on, whispering words to each other. The male high school student let out a small sigh of annoyance, before flicking a strand of hair out of his vision.
Then, he quickly turned his attention towards Yellow once more. His eyes were still filled with the same emotion as they were a few moments ago, in the hallway. Slipping his foot against the wall as he blinked, realizing that Yellow was holding something in front of his face.
“Here, take this letter.” Yellow whispered under her breath, cheeks flustered into a dark shade of crimson. Her hands were shaking with anxiety, before meeting Red’s russet gaze with her own hazel.
Red nodded silently, before taking the letter from her hands. Then, he ripped the pure white envelope open with a quick movement of his hand while the other held it steady in place. He opened it, taking the neatly written letter out of the envelope. His eyes began to scan the letter, slowly as if ever word was important to him.
Dear Red,
When I was searching for you, long ago, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. After I found you, I was reluctant to talk to you. Your smile seemed to shine up my day; I was always weary of being around you. The truth was then, I was slowly falling in love you. And now, when I look at you, my heart won’t stop beating, my cheeks turn crimson. The truth is now; the truth is that I have a crush on you. I’ve wanted to tell you in person, but I think this letter explains everything.
So please, just please listen to what I have to say….
Sincerely, Yellow
Sincerely, Yellow
Red let out a sigh, before the letter slipped from his finger towards the floor. Against the titles, it made a small tap. He then hid his russet eyes from view, under his long, black bangs.
“I’m sorry Yellow, but I’m just not ready for a relationship right now…” Red whispered under his breath. Before he lifted his head, his lips seemed to curve into a slight smile before he then noticed Yellow.
She was shaking with embarrassment; her eyes were filled with grief and sadness. Yellow wanted him to except her feelings; it was all that she wanted. But now, this very moment she had become rejected by the one she wanted to be with.
Red blinked, before he began to walk off. His eyes were filled with annoyance, she didn’t understand. He didn’t know what to say, it was so sudden. He then left her, throwing her letter at her feet.
Yellow shifted her gaze towards her feet, picking up the piece of parchment. A few letters seemed to be swirling across the top of the hinge; a glint of hope seemed to fill her eyes.
Maybe we can just be friends for now?
--Red
--Red
“Yeah, sure…” Yellow’s voice seemed to trail off, before she lifted her head towards the hallway. Her hands began to tremble, before she felt something slide down her cheek. Feeling its touch made her wince out slightly, she had been rejected, left with something piercing her heart. It was a like a thorn, the rejection made her feel heart broken and as if nothing could fix it.
Realizing what time it was, Yellow frantically picked up her books and the letter in her hand as she began to shove the piece of paper into her skirt pocket once more. The Viridian citizen then ran off, her dark black shoes seemed to tap against the flooring. Her footsteps seemed to echo in the hallways, her legs seemed to stretch as far as they could. Not wanting to know what time it was, she never expected to be late on the first day. She wanted to impress her teachers, not get lectured by them.
Her eyes were wide, with fear and anxiety as she had forgotten to ask Red where their class was. Even though the girls and the boys were separated in what they were taught for the first period of the day. Girls on one side of the room and the boys on the other, it wouldn’t hurt to ask.
Not noticing where she was going, she felt something ram against her. Falling backwards as the tight grip on her notebooks loosened. They fell onto the ground with a slam. Yellow wobbled backwards, feeling someone clench their hand tightly onto her wrist. Yellow blinked for a moment, before she noticed the person before her. Her vision then focused back to normal.
Like the Viridian trainer, this high school student was wearing the same uniform which consisted of a black skirt, a plain, colored white shirt and one black tie. Covering the girl’s bare skin were brown shoes, but her pair of shoes seemed to be worn out by a lot of walking around or something of the sort. The black shirt seemed to have multiple ruffles, as if the other girl didn’t care or didn’t notice that her shirt was wrinkled.
“Yellow, are you okay?” The voice shook Yellow from her trance, before Yellow lifted her head towards the other girl’s eyes.
Her eyes seemed to be a dark shade of cobalt; her face appeared to be quite of tan considering that summer had just ended. The other girl released her grip, before her hand seemed to glide swiftly back towards her side. A small smile appeared on the girl’s lips, curving into something that looked so warm emotionally even though it was so small.
Yellow nodded, before shaking her head of clouding thoughts and the blush marks which appeared lightly on her cheeks. Quickly averting her gaze towards the mess in which she had created by colliding with Blue. She then sunk to her knees, picking up her things quickly.
Then realizing who the person was Blue, the other girl who attended the same class as Yellow in which they were all required to attend to graduate. Yellow’s eyes widened, before realizing that Blue had fallen to her knees as well. She was beginning to help Yellow pick up her things, the same smile still seemed to be placed into her lips for now.
Without even responding, Blue began to put Yellow’s things into a small, neat pile. It was as if she was enjoying helping Yellow, as if she could sense something or felt something that Yellow couldn’t detect. They didn’t make eye contact until something occurred; there was no conversation between the two girls.
Yellow reached out for a light brown notebook, her sketchbook, not paying full attention of what she was doing. Her eyes then wandering towards her left hand, which was right on top of Blue’s right. Falling backwards, before taking the books with her, she then stood up. Yellow’s cheeks turned the lightest shade of scarlet, before she shook her head in an attempt to clear it once more.
“Here…” Blue muttered under her breath, holding the sketchbook towards Yellow’s face. The smile, Yellow had noticed, had faded. Her eyes were hidden deep under her dark brown bangs. “You dropped this one, too.”
Yellow took the book, before she placed quickly against her chest. Letting out a small sigh of relief, she then noticed that Blue had shifted her gaze towards the Viridian trainer once more.
Not knowing what to say, Yellow glanced down at her books. All the things she would need for the day: a few textbooks about pokemon history and a simple sharp, led pencil. Attached to the writing instrument was a small pink eraser, which was pointed at the end.
Blue tapped her feet impatiently against the concrete, anxious about asking or saying anything to the other girl until something slipped out of her mouth.
“You okay? If we wait any longer, we’re going to be late for class.” Blue pointed out, before tapping her index finger on the watch which was placed tightly around her wrist. Hoping that the statement didn’t sound too abruptly or anything, she said it quickly.
Yellow blinked, before nodding silently to the other girl. Then, Yellow moved quickly down the hallway, her shoes made small taps against the marble flooring. She hoped that she was going the right way, for if she wasn’t it was might be even more late. Her steps were to be considered walking steps, until Blue did something unexpectedly.
Blue laughed, before she ran ahead of Yellow. Grabbing quickly onto Yellow’s wrist once more, she began to tug Yellow in the right direction, towards their class and towards a whole new adventure.
Yellow let out a small giggle of amusement, her feet began to fly quickly against the concrete. Her ponytail seemed to trail behind her, barely touching her shoulders. She would tell Blue eventually, sometime, somehow, of what happened between her and Red. But for now, she just wanted for them all to be happy, for them all to be content.
Maybe, just maybe, she could find someone else to love. Or at least find someone to take away the pain in her heart, take away the heart ache.
Whizzing past the crimson lockers, past the strangling students who were making their way slowly towards their class, Yellow and Blue became closer to their destination with each step. Blue grasped her hand around Yellow’s wrist; she made her grip tighter as if she was nervous or anxious about the first day as well.
Yellow blinked in reply, wondering what thoughts were truly running through Blue’s mind, her head. Not wanting to slow them down, she let Blue drag her along at a quick but manageable pace to stay on her feet. Her hazel eyes gleamed with excitement, wondering what it truly was like to attend a school as such.
Blue stopped abruptly in front of Yellow, turning her attention towards the door which was directly in front of them. Slowly moving her hand towards the doorknob, she turned her attention towards Yellow who cocked her head in slight confusion.
“Are you ready to go inside?” Blue asked, before letting her hand engulf the doorknob.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” Yellow replied, then clasping her books and pencil tighter to her chest in an attempt to somehow calm herself.
Blue nodded curtly in response, before letting her wrist twist as the lock on the door made a small but reassuring click. Beginning to make her way inside, she then motioned Yellow to follow her.
When I found her in that hallway, she seemed to be so confused by something. It was something I couldn’t detect, but then my heart began to pound faster for some strange reason. I hadn’t seen her in two whole years, two whole years in which my life flashed by me. I was so busy with school and everything back then. Now, I just want to cheer her up, I just want her to be happy. For that, is all that I’ve ever wanted. For now, I just want to protect her from anything that might come her way, until she tells me the whole story…
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