Major: RedxGreen – yaoi

Minor: Other CharactersxGreen

Not my normal gender pairing but seriously has become my favorite couple ever since I rediscovered Pokémon due to procrastination.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or any of its characters.

Déjà Vu

Snow was falling steadily down on the mountain face creating a curtain of white powder just thin enough to see only a couple of meters through. Rocks, angrily cut in jagged patterns, were softly veiled by frosted blanket. Nothing could be seen past nature's silent display, leaving the rest of the surrounding to the imagination. The only color in this monochromatic scene was that of an orange glow spilling out from a tiny cave.

The fire crackled violently as the boy pocked at the embers mindlessly. Red looked over at the entrance of the cave, peering over at the edge of the cliff as he had been for the past hour. He stared at the rocks for a good minute before Pika came over to gain his attention, tugging on his shirt. He looked over at the worried mouse Pokémon and then back at the cliff. ' He's late.'

The Pokémon Champion sighed and stood up. He breathed out while stretching his arms. ' He's never been late…',Red took one final glance over to the outside before walking further into the cave where his Snorlax had already situated itself comfortably. He sat down and leaned against the sleeping Pokémon. 'Or maybe he's just not coming today.' He sighed again and looked up at the cave ceiling.

Well, so what if he didn't come to visit today? It's not that he really cared if he, in particular, came to see him. Red was just lonely and wanted some company other than his faithful Pokemon friends already with him. In fact, it would be even better if some other person came to see him, like Blue, or Gold,...or any of the other guys yet, he had to make do with what he had. He just wanted company. Yeah, that was it… that was the only reason.

Taking off his hat, he laid it by his side where his hand touched a soft fabric. Turning his head he saw the blanket that was crumpled in a heap from previous use the night before. He looked at it unemotionally for a brief time before he picked it up. Red snuggled into the thick green blanket thinking more of the person who had brought it up to him on this mountain. Staring off into the fire, the flames danced for crimson eyes.

" Guess he didn't want to take the time to make the trip up here," whispered Red to himself as his Pikachu nestled into the blanket as well, "what a jerk." He only made conclusions that made his friend look callous, never once thinking that there could be another reason he didn't come to see him today. The boy closed his eyes, falling asleep to thoughts of his best friend. "…Green."

-X-

Crystal looked over the lab table watching Bonee and Mega playing in an open area on the floor. It was good to see them relaxed and enjoying their free time during one of Chris's rare breaks from capturing Pokémon for the professor. She was currently back at Professor Oak's lab and had volunteered to help him research the Pokémon that she had captured in her latest journey. Despite wanting to get back out in the field, she knew better than to push herself and especially her Pokémon too much. She turned back to her work and grabbed the next pokeball from a tray that she was studying. The pokeball released a Buizel that she remembered she had captured somewhere in the Sinnoh region a while ago. Before she could think of exactly where she met the furry creature, it immediately jumped on her knocking her to the ground.

"Agh!" she yelled in surprise.

Professor Oak came running from another part of the lab as soon as he heard her cry out. "Chris! Are you okay?" When he got to where she was laying on the ground his worry quickly diminished as he saw the Buizel excitedly licking his owner's face.

"I'm okay professor," laughed Chris trying to push the water Pokémon off of her, " I just forgot exactly how friendly these little guys are."

The professor sighed in relief rubbing the back of his neck, " Ah thank goodness, I was worried that you got mixed up with some of the not so cooperative Pokémon." Chris's Pokémon had already shown up to the side of their trainer when they saw her tackled down to the ground by another Pokémon. The Buizel looked up at two angered Pokémon and leaped towards them off of Chris. The Buizel's unexpected action startled Bonee and Mega, as they started running through the lab trying to avoid the hyper water Pokémon chasing after them. "Hey! No running in the lab!" yelled the professor chasing the three Pokémon around the room, "Chris! Calm down your Pokémon before they destroy by lab!"

Chris laughed at the comedic situation she saw unfold in front of her. It was times like these that made her wish things could always stay peaceful and happy. There had never been a time where her new friends could just be together unless there was some catastrophe that required them to save the day. She wanted all the friends that she had met to gather and just have fun together but she could never get everyone to agree to meet up. Apparently there was just not an important enough event to get all the Pokedex holders to take a breather from their respective journeys.

The young girl sighed wondering how everyone was doing since she had last seen them. She slipped into a daydream completely ignoring the professor and her Pokémon running circles around her.

Scratch scratch

"Chris restrain your Pokémon, please!"

scratch scratch scratch…

Bonee knocked down a stool that Buizel quickly dodged leaving the unsuspecting professor to trip and fall hard on the floor. The loud thump made all three Pokémon stop in their tracks. Chris immediately woke up from her daydream and looked over to where the commotion had stopped.

"Oh professor are you okay?" asked Chris running over to his side, " Everyone return to your pokeballs!" A red beam of light captured each guilty looking Pokémon and brought them into the balls.

"Well I'm okay now that…."

Scratch scratch…scratch

Chris looked up at the small sound.

"Wait! Shhh…" said the girl cutting off the older man. "Do you hear that noise?" The professor cocked his head trying to hear whatever the girl was talking about.

scratch…scratch scratch

The two of them looked at the door and then back at each other. Chris quickly got up and ran over to the door. Opening it, she looked down and gasped at the sight.

A small Eevee limped through the door but collapsed within a few steps into the room. It looked like it had been through a fierce battle from the several welts that decorated its body. The Pokemon was barely recognizable in it battered state, the brown fur tainted by a dried copper red. The most noticeable injury was the deep cut under the Eevee's eye, steadily bleeding small droplets onto the ground.

"Oh my…!" screamed Chris falling to her knees beside the passed out Pokémon.

The professor suddenly jolted from his place on the floor that he had previously fell and also kneeled by the hurt Pokémon. Carefully picking it up from the floor, his eyes began to widen as he closely examined it.

Chris grew nervous as she watched the professor's expression change. "What is it professor?"

" We have to tend to this Pokémon right away!" he exclaimed bolting up.

Chris quickly ran after him trying to keep up with the old man, surprised at his sudden energy. "What happened to it? Why did you look so surprised when you were looking it over?"

Oak looked back at the girl following after him. "I have no idea what happened to it but this is no ordinary wild Eevee," he said, his voice slowly fading as he looked down at the small Pokémon in his arms, " this is Green's Eevee."

-X-

A few miles away from the foot of Mt. Silver, a figure moved across the field on his horse Pokémon. A man, in a dark cloak that covered his entire body and face, rode atop his Rapidash is an almost frantic pace away from the mountain. If front of him, there was another smaller object that was also concealed held closely to his chest. Suddenly, the man pulled on the reigns of his Rapidash, stopping it abruptly from its gallop. The horse lifted it front legs into the air, fighting against the pull of the reigns. The man tightly held onto the bundle in his possession while he tried to calm the Pokémon down with his other hand.

As the Rapidash settled down the man looked back at the mountain. His eyes wandered across the rocks for a moment, focusing on nothing in particular. The man let out a low growl as he felt a heavy feeling inside himself knowing that he hadn't finished something very important.

"That damn little Pokémon," he said to himself, " how could I let it get away…" The stranger looked down at the bundle in his grasp. He slowly unwrapped the cloth just enough to reveal his prize.

A young boy lay unconsciousness wrapped within the dark material. The boy's hands were bound together on his lap while his arms were pinned tightly to his body by rounds of rope that painfully constricted his battered form. Tears in his purple shirt and black jeans exposed unsightly scrapes that oozed out mass amounts of blood. Splotches of red, soaked into the threads, marked injuries hidden beneath his clothes.

The man smiled maliciously down at his prisoner, using his freehand to turn the child's face towards him. A wound on the temple of his head had been hastily treated with a bandage wrapped around his head. Even with the crude treatment, streams of crimson continued to fall down his face. The same color stained strands of soft brown hair that rested before closed eyes.

" What a nasty looking cut," he laughed. He tapped lightly on the head injury making the boy unconsciously flinch. The man reached down to his side into a bag that was draped over his Rapidash's back. "At least it quieted this stupid kid, but just in case you wake up…" He took out a roll of thick tape, ripping off a broad piece, and covered the boy's mouth.

Laughing to himself, the man wrapped the child again and kicked the side of the horse with his heel. The Pokémon reared up again and broke out into a gallop when its front legs hit the ground. ' Feh, I doubt that weak little Eevee even made it to wherever he wanted it to go with the condition it was in,' thought the man as he focused on the horizon ahead of him, ' it's the least of my worries.' The high speeds created a wind that blew into an opening in the cloak, filling it with cool air. Inside the cloth, the boy began to shiver.

-X-

Up on the mountain, Red awoke to an unexpected shiver that ran up his body. Groggily looking around he wondered what caused the chill despite the heat emanating from the still lively fire and his Pokémon around him. Without a second thought, he brushed it off and wrapped himself tighter into his blanket, burying his face in its soft contours.

Hopefully, it sounds familiar according to the manga. Despite its short length, reviews are appreciated.