Well hiya there (^_^) I was trying to go to bed (at a ridiculous hour) like usual, when inspiration for this hit me like a sack of flour, brick shaped flour...anyways, this was inspired by TheTrainerNamedSilver 's story, Headphones. I was really moved by it and then I thought up this little story right below. This is my first fan fic on here, but I'm trying my best to make it as amazing as possible. And This chapter is written in Ruby's POV because it was a lot easier for me to write from his POV and it's so fun! Well, I'm rambling...So without further ado! * drum-rolls* Enjoy!

Oops! I almost forgot!

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon. If I did, Red and Green would be together forever!

Ruby's POV

I stared down at the world from inside the hidden cloak that the trees provided. The people, the time, the whole world was passing by so fast, but I don't care. I have my headphones and that's all that matters to me.

The music blared so loud that I couldn't even recognize the words they were singing, but the notes echoed and resonated through my ears like a church bell ringing loudly at the stroke of noon.

I looked down from my perch. Down at the world below me. I recognized all of the expressions on their faces.

Some girls were laughing at a golden eyed boy who was making a fool of himself trying to impress them. And a girl with blue hair and big blue eyes was sitting on a bench looking annoyed. She got up and walked over to the boy and yanked him away by the ear making the golden eyed boy yelp in the sudden pain. The girls giggled and waved goodbye as he was dragged away against his will by this super serious gal.

The blue haired girl looked steamed and so did the golden eyed boy. After all, he was having a lot of fun making an idiot of himself in front of those girls, but it was obvious that he thought he was being cool. It looked like he kept complaining to the blue haired girl about it, but the girl just shrugged it off and let go of the golden eyed boy's ear.

Then the golden eyed boy pulled something out of his pocket. They were small and tangled and golden like his eyes.

They were headphones.

He offered one of the speakers to the blue haired girl standing next to him. At first, she frowned, but that frown dissipated into a subtle smile as she accepted the one headphone.

I watched them walk hand in hand down the sidewalk. The golden eyed boy had a doofy grin plastered on his face. And rose colored cheeks on the blue haired girl.

I looked back down below me. This time there was a boy being bullied.

He didn't have any expressions on his face. I caught a glimpse of his eyes for a moment. They were cold and blank. Yet it seemed like he was staring into my soul even though he had no idea of my presence. It kinda freaked me out. What color were his eyes? Dark brown? No. that's how they appeared at first, but I looked more intently and noticed they were red. A deep shade of crimson red. The hell? Is that even possible? Oh yeah, I have eyes like his in a way so I have no right to be saying that.

It was strange though. The boy just sat there, being kicked and beaten, but he didn't cry out in pain. He didn't even flinch. He just took it.

Satisfied, the bullies walked away.

The boy with the red eyes got up, as if unaffected and picked up his hat and stuck his hands in his pockets. Little to no surprise, he too pulled out a pair of headphones.

It looked like the headphones were blaring as obnoxiously as mine because of the looks he was receiving from the passerby. Or maybe it was the fact that they had just seen a boy get beaten by strangers and he kept walking like nothing had happened. He continued down the sidewalk, unfazed.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a boy with auburn-brown hair and green eyes, almost as cold as the boy with the crimson eyes, running up behind him.

I briefly pondered the thought of going to help him if it was another bully, but I decided I didn't care enough to bother moving from my current spot.

The boy with the emerald eyes walked up behind the red eyed boy and it looked like he was yelling to get the other's attention. He went unnoticed. The crimson eye's headphones were in and he was blocking out everything around him, or at least trying. Just like me.

The brown haired boy crept up behind him and yanked the headphones out of the other boy's ears. The red eyed boy looked surprised for a short moment before he looked back down at the sidewalk and continued walking again.

The brown haired boy was obviously displeased and he puffed out his cheeks in annoyance, like a little child would, before he started chasing after the other boy. Then, he grabbed the red eyed boy and…hugged him? But this wasn't your average hug. This is what some hopeless romantics might call a "passionate embrace."

Some drops of water hit the sidewalk. Rain? No. The crimson eyed boy was crying, but he still showed little to no expression. It was just tears falling from his oddly colored eyes. The green eyed boy kept comforting his friend and he wiped his tears from his face. Somehow, I got the idea they were more than just friends.

How nice…it must feel nice to be loved by someone else, but I wouldn't know what that feels like. But that's okay…because I have my headphones…and that's all I need. It's all I need to keep breathing. To keep living.

I lost sight of the two boys. I hope they know just how lucky both of them are. They have someone who loves them. Even though they are bullied for who they are, they at least have each other.

I looked at them with a slight envy. The people fussing about below seemed to blur a little. Why is my vision blurring? Last time I checked, I had nearly perfect vision. Water? Maybe it was raining? I looked up at the sky through my cloak of trees. The sun was beginning to go down, but there was no rain.

It was hard to believe that it was almost dark already. I'd been sitting in this tree all day. I have to go home soon. My father doesn't like it when I come home late. I wonder what would happen if I never came back home and I stayed hidden in my tree forever. Blocking out the world and listening to my music. Would anyone care…if I disappeared? I doubt he cares if I don't come back, but it just gives him an excuse to be mad at me. Ashamed of me.

That's right; I nodded to myself, no one. No one would care because I'm nobody and people don't care about nobodies like me. It's just me. Me and my headphones…against the world.

As I was getting down from my perch, I saw this one girl. She had brown hair, tied in two pig tails and a bandana. She had blue eyes and was wearing and orange shirt and black bike pants… I frowned slightly at this. How fashionable, I thought sarcastically. As I continued to scan her, I found something odd about her (well more than I'd already noticed) She wasn't wearing headphones. Why? This was indeed strange.

I come here day after day. I sit in this tree day after day. I watch these people day after day. And if there's one thing that I've noticed, it's that most people around my age are wearing headphones and blaring music as they walk around. Especially if they are alone.

And here this girl was. Lacking in fashion sense, walking around town alone, without headphones, observing her surroundings contently. She sure was a strange girl. I haven't seen her around here before, but she looks familiar for some strange reason. "Oh well," I shrugged.

Then as if she was reading my mind, her eyes met with mine as I was still getting out of the tree. We'd only been staring at each other for a brief moment, yet it felt like much longer that. I have to admit, this feels extremely awkward. I broke of the eye contact first. I set foot on the ground, put my hands in my pockets, and started walking down the main street sidewalks slowly.

I noticed people were staring at me. It felt like everyone was staring at me. Eying me. Why? Oh, that's right. I still have my headphones in. So I turned down my headphones, but a little too soon in my opinion because all I could hear was snarky comments these strangers walking past me were making.

"Geez, what an obnoxious kid." one said.

I stopped walking for a moment and then continued down my path.

"How rude." another said while looking the other way as if out of disgust.

Their voices made me cringe a little so I turned my music up louder. But it wasn't loud enough.

"The younger generation is getting worse every day. At this rate, the future has no hope at all." one man said shaking his head. And they continued.

Stop. Please. Just stop.

They continued talking about me. They continued with their comments and sneering and laughter.

STOP IT!

Correction. Now, everyone was staring at me. I realized I wasn't thinking. I was shouting. "Sorry," I apologized bowing my head slightly. How embarrassing! Now everyone thinks I'm insane! I mentally slapped myself for this one.

I continued down the sidewalk, looking down at the ground. And I just turned up my music even louder. The people in the crowd occasionally bumped shoulders with me. Some stopped to apologize, but I just kept walking. I heard them say things like "real nice, kid." or "where's your manners? Didn't your parents ever teach you anything about being polite?" I kept walking, more like trudging, home, pretending I couldn't hear them. Because I had my headphones in.

I finally reached my home. I sighed, debating whether or not I should walk through the door just yet, but it was already dark out and the later I got home, the worse. I sucked in all the air I possibly could, holding my breath, and quietly opened the door. I knew I regretted it as soon as I stepped foot inside.

I ran upstairs to my room quickly. Locking my door, making sure no one could get in. Man, was I glad I at least had a door lock.

I took my iPod and headphones and put them back in my ears, turned the music up loud and blocked out all of the yelling coming from outside my door.

"I can't hear you," I smiled and whispered. But we both knew I was lying, but for now, pretending not to hear works just fine.

So...what do you think? I hope it wasn't too terrible to read. It is my first fanfic after all. See what i did there though? A little mangaquestshipping and originalshipping were snuck in heehee XD. This will be mostly franticshipping, but with some hints to others like I did in this chapter. I'm not a franticshipping expert so if I messed up some background information (ie. if ruby doesn't have a dad) then I give you my sincerest apologies. I'm new to this shipping, but I fell in love with it right away! And I really wanted to write a fanfic for this! This story is a little angsty, and that's not usually my style, but I've been in an angsty mood lately and I thought this turned out pretty darn good!

I'm planning on uploading the next chapter within one to three weeks. Depends on how much of a writers block I get.

Anyways...review please! That would just make my day!