I wasn't originally going to upload this. At least not for a while. No idea when the next chapter will be out. This is mostly fluff but other than that I hope I can bring some emotional conflicts into the story. The first three chapters or so are planned out and this story will have around twelve pages per chapter. I got this idea from a topic on the now closed LuckyShipping thread on serebii. It's also somewhat based on my experience with my 2nd cousin (who's kinda like a surrogate daughter to me). It's kinda old. Anyway.
Summary: Red and Blue have already complicated lives. Being Dex Holders and all. But what happens when they find a dirty five year old abandoned at an amusement park? Things get less complicated? HA! Right. What starts out as simple as finding a lost mother slowly becomes more and more complicated. It's like permanent babysitting. Blue seems eager to take on the challenge, Red isn't sure if it's a very smart idea, they might do something wrong. Whether they like it not though, the girl is their responsibility now.
So there is that. Oh and MichaelaTheUchiha, if you read this, I've been meaning to message you back, but your page doesn't give me the "send message" option. Do you have it set to private?
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Our Violet
"Violeeeeet!" A woman cried, "Violeeeeet!"
Woman, girl, whichever. Female. It was a sixteen year old girl who stood somewhere around 5'4, her silky brown hair hanging down with a hat (since I don't know what kind of hat it is) placed lightly on top. Other clothes included a cyan blue tank-top with black rims around the neck and shoulders/underarm area, a red skirt, black wristbands blue knee-high socks, and white shoes with light blue laces. And her name, was Blue. She was looking for a little girl by the name of Violet. She'd wandered off somewhere in Viridian Forest. Now surrounded by the woods, she grew worried but more so impatient, and after a second of tapping her foot called her again.
"Violet!" She yelled loudly.
"I'm up here momma!" A voice replied.
Blue looked up to see the little five-year-old girl she'd been searching for balancing herself on a thin branch.
"What are you doing up there?" She yelled, "Get down from there or you're gonna fall and hurt yourself."
"I'm alright momma, everything's fine, honest." Violet replied cheerfully.
"No Violet, I'm not playing around here, it's very dangerous up there, now climb down." Blue commanded.
"Aw come on momma, I can't get hurt."
"You can get hurt, now you get down from up there right now."
"No really I haven't fallen once, watch." She said and grabbed a hold of the branch and started to swing acrobatically around it.
"Violet! You stop that right now before you fall and break your neck!" Blue yelled.
Violet landed back on the branch, "See? I'm fine momma; I can take care of myself."
"Violet, come down from there or you're grounded." Blue said.
Violet started walking around the branch again, "Oh come on mom-" Suddenly a loud snap was heard, "-MAAA!"
Violet came plummeting to the ground and landed with a loud "THUD". The branch she was walking on dangled from the tree, broken. Violet cried and gripped the arm she'd fallen on in pain. Blue ran over.
"Violet!" She saw her grabbing her arm as tears dripped from her eyes, "See, this is exactly why I told you not to climb on that branch." Blue lectured.
Violet kept crying, "You're mad at me." She sobbed.
"No I'm not sweetheart. I just wish you'd listened to me that's all." She said.
She grabbed the arm to inspect it. She looked it over carefully and ran her hand gently up and down it.
"Is it broken?" Violet asked crying still.
"No, but you did hurt it." Blue picked the girl up into her arms, "Come on, lets go home okay?"
Violet nodded and cried into her mother's shoulder. Blue began her way out of the forest and towards Pallet Town, feeling relieved. She didn't look it, but when Violet fell, Blue felt she'd never been more scared in her life.
"Gyara! Hydro Pump!" A boy yelled.
Black hair in locks, mostly hanging down but with three spiked upwards, a red baseball cap placed over the top of them with a white "rainbow-shaped" arc printed on the front, a red shirt with two side by side white lines going down the middle, a white collar and black sleeves. Black wristbands, black shoes with white bottoms and red laces, and light jeans. These things made up his appearance. His name was Red.
"Charizard! Fly!" Another boy yelled.
His name was Green; his hair was brown and spiked, mostly outward, He wore a black T-shirt with a collar, black wristbands and shoes, and purple jeans. The fire-dragon creature he commanded narrowly avoided a damaging blast of water and swooped down for the attack. Red waited until it was close enough to the ground to attack.
"Hyper beam!" He yelled.
More powerful than the pounding surf (Superman reference), the attack struck, but Charizard held up strong. Red smirked, he had devised a plan. But before he could issue his next command, someone called for him.
"Red!"
He turned to see a brunette girl waving to him.
"Blue?" He turned back to the battle he was having, "Wait! Time out!"
Green stopped everything he was doing.
"Sorry, family matters… I guess." Red said.
"It's fine." Green replied and recalled his Charizard.
Red recalled Gyara and jogged up to Blue.
"What's up?" He asked once he was within earshot. He saw the five-year-old in pain in her mother's arms, "Why is Violet crying?"
"Oh," She sighed, "she fell out of a tree in the forest."
"Oh no, is she hurt?"
"Well, it'll leave a bruise no doubt but she just needs a little painkiller and an icepack for the swelling and she'll be right as rain, anyway she wanted to come and see you." Blue replied.
Violet looked at Red through the corner of her eye. Red smiled.
"Aw, did you hurt yourself?" He asked putting a hand on her back.
Violet nodded.
"Oh I'm sorry, come inside and we'll make you all better okay?"
Violet nodded again, and Red hugged her around the neck and Blue giggled. Next thing they knew the whole "family" was smiling.
Flashback
Three and a half months ago.
"Come on Red." Blue whined.
"You have money, buy it yourself." Red argued.
"I left my bag at home though. Please!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
Blue did her "actor, puppy-dog face of sympathy".
"Please?"
She could see the hesitant Red beginning to crack.
"N-no."
"Please?" She asked one last time while leaning into his chest with her puppy-dog face still on.
Red stood in place, immobilized, "Fine." He said and then walked up to the stand they'd been at, "I'll buy you some cotton candy."
"Yay!" Blue chirped.
They'd been all over the place that day, going to multiple different locations. In this instance they were halfway through spending time at the amusement park. If you asked Red he'd say they were hanging out. If you asked Blue, she'd say the same thing but she'd be a little more sarcastic. If you used the word "date" Red would only reject in embarrassment, Blue however would act the complete opposite, if only to embarrass Red like she loved doing. She flirted with him and generally did anything she could to make him blush for whatever reason; Red could never piece it together. Red would never admit it but as most normal people would probably tell you, Blue was extremely attractive. He'd always thought so, but recently she'd seemed prettier than before. Maybe it was her recent wardrobe change from the black dress, or that she'd changed her hair not too long ago. Either way, now he could safely tell himself she was "sexy".
Similarly to her constant need to tease him he seemed to be compelled to do whatever she wanted. Though he'd try to resist the outcome was always the same. He'd also seemed to always want to protect her. He tried to whenever he was with her. From Team Rocket when they attempted to capture Mew, he shielded her from the attacks, and in Saffron City, he'd tried to protect her when Sabrina reappeared. At the time she wasn't the most grateful or trust-worthy person, ultimately she could've cared less but he protected her anyway and would keep at it if he had to. She came to respect and befriend Red eventually, even after so much time, that desire to protect Blue remained.
He failed to realize how protective of her he'd become. It couldn't've been more obvious after her parents fell through the void created by Deoxys. How she went into shock, it was the first time he felt like he failed to protect her. Of course he didn't realize that that was how he felt, and he wouldn't quite say it like that. All he could describe was the anger he felt over it, his inability to control himself. Then when he failed to defeat Deoxys, that feeling of pain, failure, fear. He lost his will. And of all people, it was Blue who came to cheer him up. Blue had thanked him for things in the past, little things like passing the chips or buying something for her. But that was the first time she'd ever shown him true gratitude. She restored his will and confidence and it was her who kept him fighting and going on. Sometimes he felt like she still was.
Such times like now, as he couldn't seem to stop looking at her as she happily chewed on the cotton candy, smiling and with her eyes closed, enjoying the taste of the snack she'd convinced him to buy. He'd bought light blue cotton candy that matched her shirt for her and redish-pink cotton candy for himself. At first he was just thinking about what she always did to him. The way she acted and the way she made him feel, what she was willing to do to him and yet willing to do for him. Then he was just lost in her image, her inner beauty was uncanny but her outer beauty was ridiculous. Who says nice girls can't be pretty? He smiled slightly; her image was just burning its mark on his face in the form of a smile.
Unfortunately for him, these actions weren't unnoticed. Blue noticed him staring and smiling shortly after she opened her eyes.
"What?" She said turning to him.
"Hm?"
"Why do you keep looking at me like that? Is there cotton candy on my face?"
Red suddenly lost his smile and blushed profusely, "Um… I, uh…"
Blue giggled, "What? You like what you see?" She teased, "Am I just too hot for you?"
All the while Red blushed a darker shade each second.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just looking in naughty places you know you shouldn't?" She kept teasing, swinging her shoulders around, showing off certain features.
Though it was tempting, Red repeatedly had to remind himself; "Don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest."
Blue continued to giggle and move her breasts around. But suddenly Red relaxed, much to Blue's confusion. He had found a perfect excuse.
"Actually…" He reached his arm over and placed his hand below her bottom lip.
Her face lit up at his touch as he peeled off a sliver of cotton candy that coincidentally stuck to her otherwise flawless face. She blushed even more. Red narrowly got away with that one. Suddenly Blue grabbed his wrist, her face was still red over what she had just said and done when it really was just a piece of cotton candy on her face, or so she thought, and red over what she was about to do, yet it somehow seemed void of any emotion other than her raised eyebrows.
She pulled his hand back to her face and stuck her tongue out. Then Red's facial features were eclipsed by the darkened, crimson shade as Blue licked his fingers around the sliver of cotton candy and even went as far as to put them in her mouth and use her tongue to wrangle it from their grasp before letting go of his wrist and letting it slide lifelessly downward. Red just looked at her, it seemed time was standing still.
Red lost control of his motor skills and thinking process, he just said the first random thought that came into his head, and he'd regret it, "You must be a good kisser."
Blue giggled while Red turned to the color his name represented. Blue leaned up closer to Red.
"Would you care to find out?" She said seductively.
"Eh, um…"
Red couldn't say anything; part of him was waiting for the signature "I'm kidding" and another part was getting anxious and a little apprehensive. He thought he might be dreaming, but it didn't feel like a dream. She had to be kidding, but she'd never gone to these extremes before. She giggled, and then leaned over, dropped her mostly finished cotton candy and knocked Red over on the short, stump of a wall that held some trees and other plants in an otherwise purely concrete park, causing him to drop his own barely touched cotton candy. Laying directly on top of her helpless friend-slash-victim with most seductive eyes Red had ever seen.
"God, can't you ever take a hint?" She said playfully.
"W-what?" Red said.
Then he suddenly snapped from his trance and wore a bit of a curious look.
"Do you hear something?" He asked.
Blue was still playful, "That would be your little heart, pounding, trying to break it's way out of your rib cage."
"No not that, well, yeah okay that too but, I hear something coming from over there." Red said, sitting up, and forcing Blue off of him in the process, and then pointing directly behind him.
"Yeah actually I hear it too now that you mention it." Blue said.
"Let's check it out." He said standing up and beginning to walk.
"Wait, wait! So, were just gonna forget this hap- ugh!" She moaned.
At times, Red was just so hopeless. Some people considered Red "clueless" for these kinds of actions. But Blue knew better, she knew Red was avoiding her advancements. She hoped he was just shy but… it didn't matter right then. She stood to follow him. In the space between a food booth and a cement building that contained "The Slasher" ride, Red and Blue found the source of the noise. A little girl, sitting by a trash can crying. Red, being what Blue described as "the sweetheart that he is" was the first to crouch down and ask the girl;
"What's wrong?"
The girl looked at him; she looked about four years old, maybe five. More importantly, she looked scared. She didn't seem to trust Red. Why should she? He was a stranger. She scoot away from him in fear.
"It's okay." He said, slowly moving an arm out toward her.
She stopped. She still wasn't completely sure whether or not to trust Red and stayed on alert.
Blue walked up and knelt directly beside the girl, "Did you lose your parents?" She asked softly.
Tears still found their way in the little girl's eyes. She wasn't sure if she should trust these two. In her experience, most teenagers were unfriendly. But she nodded and waited for their reaction, whether hostile, friendly or otherwise.
"That's terrible." Red said.
"Oh, poor thing." Blue said.
Though Red sympathized, Blue was kindred, she had a frame of reference. She had lost her parents for a rather long time. Eleven years to be exact. She felt an instant connection to the girl and wanted to help her. The girl was feeling slightly more comfortable but still wasn't sure. She had little understanding about sarcasm. And so to her it seemed teenagers were either always lying or they never said what they meant. These two just seemed different, less threatening. Without warning, Blue gave the girl's heart a jolt when she randomly picked her up into her arms.
"Don't you worry; we'll find your parents for you." Blue reassured.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"I promise." Blue said cheerfully.
The girl felt enlightenment in the teenage girl's words, as well as her trusting face, her smile, her sparkling blue eyes. The little girl smiled, feeling she could at least trust the female. Red was caught off guard by Blue's sudden reaction, but he wasn't the least bit surprised. In fact, he almost expected it. He smiled. They walked from the alleyway back into the main walkway and continued down the path through the crowds of people.
"What's your name?" Blue asked.
"I don't have a name." She said.
Blue stopped walking in shock, dead in her tracks, "You don't have a name? How could you not have a name?"
"Mommy never gave me a name." She said.
"Oh, how sad." Blue said, "I know!" She said optimistically, "I'll give you a name."
"No." Red interrupted.
"Excuse me?" Blue replied.
"Blue, you can't name her."
"Why not?" Blue said in a sassy "you're-never-gonna-win-this-argument" voice.
"Because, take it from me, once you name something, you get attached to that something." He said.
Blue just looked at him with an "oh yeah?" expression. She turned to the little girl, "Hey could you cover your ears while we talk?" She said cheerily.
The girl wasn't sure why she needed to cover her ears but she slowly yet obediently did so. Blue turned to Red with a slightly irritated look on her face.
"Why can't I name her?" She asked.
"I just told you Blue." He reminded her.
"And so what if I get attached to her?"
"If you do, it'll be harder to let go of her once we find her mom." Red argued.
"If her mother doesn't even have the decency to name her, I'm not so sure we should find her mother." Blue argued back.
"Stop talking crazy Blue." Red said.
"Is it crazy Red? Is it?" Blue sassed.
"It's crazy because you just promised her you'd find her parents."
"Well, whatever, I'm naming her." Blue demanded.
Red sighed, "Okay, fine." He said, calming himself.
"Thank you." Blue finished in an "I win" tone.
She turned to see just how tightly the little girl held her hands over her ears. It looked like it hurt, especially with her eyes so tightly shut to focus on drowning out the noise. Which was a bad idea, considering that cutting off one sense by closing her eyes would strengthen the others, like hearing. Still, she succeeded in keeping what they'd said too hard to make out. Blue tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention. She opened her eyes and Blue put her hand on the girl's arm to signal that she could put it down, and so she did.
"You didn't have to hold 'em that tight." She said.
"Well I just wanted to make sure I couldn't hear you so you could talk." The little girl replied.
Blue smiled, the child seemed so sweet. Blue ruffled her hand through the girl's hair in response to what she said and listened to her giggle and smile.
"So what're you gonna call her?" Red asked.
The girl looked at Blue curiously. She'd never had anything like a name before, but she knew other people had them. Blue thought for a minute, though she felt she already knew what she wanted to call her.
"I know, Violet. I'll call you Violet." Blue said.
"Why Violet?" Red asked.
"Why not Violet?" Blue replied, questioningly.
"No I like it I'm just wondering."
"It's a pretty name for a pretty girl." She said.
The girl, who was now named Violet giggled.
Blue smiled at her before continuing, "And besides. You and I found her, and Red and Blue make Violet." She said, half seductively, giving Red a flirtatious look (there's a reason Red, Blue and Violet are capitalized in the sentence).
Red blushed, but before he could react, Violet interrupted, "No red and blue make purple."
"Violet and purple are the same thing." Blue easygoingly corrected.
"Oh. Okay." Violet replied, just as happily.
"Aw look at that. Most people whine and complain whenever they're wrong; she just takes it, like a big girl." She said tickling Violet lightly with her hand.
Violet's laughter was like music to Blue's ears.
"Besides that, she has the prettiest, purple eyes." Blue said.
"Lemme see." Red leaned over Blue's shoulder and looked at Violet, "Oh hey, yeah she does."
Violet clung on to Blue tightly and buried her head on her shoulder, like she was trying to hide from Red.
"Aw, she doesn't trust you yet." Blue said.
"So I noticed." Red replied in a decently happy tone, like he knew she would open up to him.
Blue used her other hand to lift Violet's head up, "It's okay." She said, "I'm Blue and this is Red." She explained.
Violet still didn't look at Red directly, but a few seconds after Blue had introduced Red and herself Violet realized something; "Oh! Red and Blue make Violet! I get it."
"That's right, who's my smart girl?" Blue said, tickling Violet again.
Red was astounded. Blue opened up to this girl so quickly, and vice versa. In his experience, children were easy to befriend, at least for him, but even so. It just seemed like something you'd do after you've spent more than a minute or so with someone. Once Blue stopped and Violet let the giggling wear off, Blue tickled her again. Violet squirmed around as she laughed and Red couldn't help but confirm his point in his head. It seemed so surprising to see that… Blue was… Great with kids… Then as Blue stopped this time, Violet's stomach growled.
"Aw, isn't that cutest thing." Blue mumbled, just barely loud enough to hear, "Looks like somebody's hungry." She continued.
"I saw an ice cream stand just a second ago." Red said.
"Yeah alright." Blue started, "You want some ice cream?" She asked Violet in what Red could've sworn was a… Motherly tone of voice.
"Yeah!" Violet exclaimed.
Red couldn't help but chuckle; he'd nearly forgotten what ice cream was to children.
"Red, go get us all some ice cream." Blue asked of him.
"Why me?" Red asked.
"For the same reason you bought the cotton candy, I'm temporarily broke." Blue said.
"Cotton candy?" Violet said delightfully at the sound of yet another sweet.
"No, only one at a time." Blue said.
"Aw." Violet whined.
"I know but you don't want to be sick do you? Maybe later."
"Okay."
"So what flavor do you guys want?" Red asked.
"Chocolate." They said in unison.
Blue and Violet looked at each other. Then Blue smiled and ruffled her hand through Violets hair again as Violet giggled.
"Okay I'll be right back." Red said.
Blue watched him walk for a few seconds before Violet giggled. She took notice of how Blue was looking at him.
"Blue's got a boyfriend." She said silently in a sing-song voice.
She didn't really suspect Blue of having any feelings for Red right then. It was just an easy thing for a child her age to say.
"Oh yeah?" Blue replied, "And what would you know about boyfriends huh?" She started tickling her again, "What would you know about boyfriends?" She repeated while Violet giggled. Blue stopped for a brief second to let Violet catch her breath and then tickled her as fast as she could, like before.
Through her laughter Violet tried to talk while she was still being tickled, "Aha-dmit it, Red is your boyfrie-hahahe-nd, ahaha."
Blue was still smiling when she stopped, "Oh, I wish."
Violet looked curiously at Blue. After all she was only teasing.
"Forget I said that." Said Blue with an extremely faint blush and a face that looked like she barely cared, her eyes averted to the side as she mumbled; "Never mind that a little kid could figure it out and he just…"
Violet couldn't help but think something was wrong. Blue seemed mostly annoyed and even a little upset. Violet was only teasing and she didn't want to hurt Blue's feelings. She was too young to realize that the problem was Red and Blue herself.
"I'm sorry Miss Blue." She said.
"Oh honey it's not your fault. And you don't have to call me…" She stopped herself; she turned her head toward the sky and put a finger to her chin, "Hm, Miss Blue. I actually like that." She looked dead ahead, staring into space, "It sounds like I have authority, like I'm a teacher… But it's my first name, so it's kinda carefree, like a stage name." She wore her flirtatious look like she gave Red, "And it's kinda sexy too. Miss first name, Miss Blue. And you know what I have a sexy name. Blue, that's sexy. Miss Blue, so I'm kind of the sexy. Sexy authority."
Violet barely had any idea what Blue was talking about, "So, is that good or bad?" She asked.
Blue smiled, "Oh come here kid I love ya." And she tickled her again.
Tickling seemed to be the glue that held Blue's words together to help Violet understand. And it was such an easy thing to get lost in, neither one noticed Red. He looked at them for a good half-a-minute before they finally noticed him.
"You want your ice cream now?" He asked.
Red made another note of how Violet's face lit up. He held out the cone towards Violet and her face distorted back to an apprehensive, unsure one. She still wasn't ready to trust Red.
"It's okay, I don't bite." Red said smiling.
"Go on Violet, take it." Blue encouraged.
Violet figured she might as well, it was just ice cream. Hesitantly she grabbed the cone and waited for Red to let go. Red reached for another cone, and before Violet could take the first bite;
"Violet." Blue stopped her, Violet looked curiously at Blue, "Tell Red 'thank you'."
Violet was very reluctant but decided it was only nice to say it.
"Thank you." She said meekly.
Red just smiled and handed Blue her ice cream, "Wow, you know Blue; I can't believe how good you are with this kid."
"Well I kinda have experience. I basically raised Silver you know." Blue pointed out.
"Still, you never struck me as the type to be good with kids." Red said.
"Really? Well then I guess that even for as long as we've known each other there's a lot you don't know about me." She said nigh-playfully, "A lot of things you don't know that I can do." She said flirtatiously with a look to match, winking at him, sticking her tongue out and slowly liking her ice cream.
Red blushed and turned his head away; licking his own ice cream to take his mind off of it and so he could ignore what he just saw.
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Blue can really be a hassle. Anyway, I hope they were in character enough. I think Blue might be teasing Red a little too much, but oh well. See ya around.