Floating Dreams, an OriginalShipping fanfic
By Tsukinowaguma
Rated: K+
Warnings: Green's the guy. God, do I seriously have to say this all the time? Yowwwwwch. Plus, this story's told in his perspective.
Disclaimer: I don't own PokeSpe, I just own my brain. Surprised?
I sat on my couch, a book in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, listening to the sound of the wind outside. As you came into my thoughts once again, I stood and set down my book and placed the tea on top of it neatly. I couldn't help but check up on you in this sort of weather, knowing full well that you would be freezing to death at the very peak of your stupid mountain. I quickly shrugged on my jacket, opening the door swiftly and stepping out to feel the cold wind bite at my face like an enraged Growlithe. Shivering, I called out my trusty Pidgeot for a ride up the mountain.
A while later I arrived at the mountaintop. Dismounting, I recalled Pidgeot and headed over to the cave I knew you would take shelter in during a storm like this. I called out your name and you burst out of the rocky cavern, squealing at the sight of my frozen, battered form. You jumped into my arms and hugged me tightly, burying your face into my neck. I noticed subconsciously how much lighter you'd gotten. When we finally broke apart, I felt tears come to my eyes and I shivered at the lack of warmth. That didn't last long, however, for you took my hand and led me farther into the cave, where you had built a fire. I wasn't sure which made me warmer, the hand or the fire. You sat down near the fire, patting the empty space next to you. I hesitantly sat down, and you waited patiently until I had made myself comfortable, then you leapt upon me and pushed me to the ground. I blushed, opening my mouth to protest, but one of your hands reached over to cover my mouth while the other pointed to the roof of the cave, where an open space in the ceiling betrayed the a portion of the stars above. I relaxed, and your hand snaked away from my mouth to hold onto mine as we watched the constellations rush across the night sky, ready to float up and join them amongst our sky-high dreams, our only ties to earth and reality being the touch of the other's hand. So we floated together.
A/N: I don't know where this came from. I just couldn't fall asleep last night, so I wrote a mental fic about Red and Green, but then I just had to write it down. Now that I'm typing this like, whoo! I've got a new OTP! First fic! Hehe! I'm using exclaimation points!