Author's Note: Hey. It's Lionwings trying out a new fandom. For now this is going to remain a one shot... Just until I get a review that says otherwise. This is going to be an eventual LinkXPokémon Trainer/Red. I'm not really savvy on what these characters are supposed to act like, but I'm using what I learned from reading other stories with Red and Link. I also decided to make Link speak, even though some prefer him to be silent or mute, but after writing Silence, a Naminé and Sora fanfic, it's a little annoying at this point. If you like Kingdom Hearts you should totally read it. And I'm not just saying that because I want reviews. Cough, cough. Ahem well without further adieu...

Disclaimer: Lionwings owns nothing except the bus driver. =)

Love, Unrequited

Red was never one to be pushed around. He was never the unpopular one, never the hated one. He was always kind to everyone who would speak to him. He was always peaceful and avoided meaningless battle. He was a Pokémon trainer. He was always traveling, and didn't have many people skills. He did work past these though… He would have to, due to the place he was heading.

Red had been accepted into the Smash Brother's society. It was a high honor, and was considered a blessing upon the people accepted to join. Those chosen especially by Master Hand were sent to Smash Manor. Smash Manor was a place outside of time and space. Its occupants included many beings from many different dimensions. Some of which were complicated, others were simple. Many of the smashers looked like their worlds; some were as complex as a bounty huntress in a cyber-suit. Some were as plain and simple as a flat, black, two-dimensional man.

Red was nervous of what might happen on his first day. He wasn't sure who would be at the mansion, or who would be there to welcome him. He didn't even know who he was rooming with. He grabbed the pamphlet that Master Hand had given him before he accepted the invitation, and read the first paragraph on the front of it aloud.

"Dear New Competitor, I hope that you will accept this invitation to join the Smash Brother's society. I have reviewed your abilities and found you to be more than adequate to join in our battles and activities. You will be driven, from your home, in about five days of your acceptance by bus to the Smash Manor. Once here it will be decided where you will stay and who your guide will be. I hope that you accept the invitation. Gratefully yours, Master Hand."

Red smirked. He had never understood why a gigantic hand with super powers would use his abilities for a fighting tournament. It just wasn't practical. But neither is being a gigantic hand… So it was a bit of a moot point. Red turned his head and looked out the window. Outside was a gigantic meadow filled with knee high grass and wild flowers. At the edge of the field was a deep forest that looked like it ended at the mountain side.

'This sure is an odd place,' Red thought quietly as the bus driver turned down the street.

"Almost there kid," He yelled back to Red. "So you should probably get your bags ready!"

Red nodded and pulled his bag from the rack above his head. It was his normal travelling backpack, red with green straps and white tubing around the edges. It was his favorite bag and his only memento from home… Other than his Pokémon of course.

The bus driver started to slow down as a gigantic mansion began to come into view in the distance. It was a white building, about three stories high, with a red shingled roof and a balcony on every window. The windows were yards away from each other showing that each room was probably extremely large and luxurious, even without being inside them. The grounds surrounding the manor were immaculately kept and had much topiary of the Smash Brothers along with Master Hand, of course. There were Pokémon running around outside of the walls and flying above the manor, making it look like a part of nature instead of a man-made (Hand-made?) building. Outside the front doors, from what Red could see on the bus, were many people standing and waiting for him. He also saw two gigantic floating white gloves waiting among the other figures.

"Here you go, kid." The bus driver called back. "You've been pretty quiet back there. If you're gonna be in this place, you have to know one thing. These people are tough. Not many of them know much about your world, but the best thing to do is what you've done this whole bus ride. Be silent and wait for their reaction of you before you react to them. Some of them are very odd, but don't react to them. It would only make matters worse."

Red nodded and walked towards the door. "Thanks Mr. Bus driver. I'll take that to heart," he smiled whole-heartedly.

The bus driver returned the smile. "No problem kid. I'll be rooting for ya!"

Red walked off the bus and waved as it drove off down the road. He felt the stares of the Smash Brothers behind him, but tried his best to mentally prepare himself for what he was about to see. He had seen some of them in the brochure, but there were only the normal looking ones from what he could tell. Other than those ones, he didn't know what to expect. At least until he turned around.

The first thing he saw was a gigantic turtle with red hair, devilish horns, and a spikey back. Standing next to him was an odd-looking man with green skin and a jewel on the center of his forehead. They both had a dark aura around them that automatically made them evil. Standing beside them were two pink puffballs that Red assumed were Jigglypuffs. One was a bit odd looking for a Jigglypuff, but he didn't think too much about it. Other than those, though, the rest where somewhat normal looking not including the fox, bird, and wolf that were standing on two legs with weapons. There were many humans (and elves) standing and waiting for him to say something. They all expected something to happen, but Red took the Bus Driver's advice and stayed silent.

Finally after a moment of awkward silence, Master Hand spoke. "Welcome, Red. I am happy that you were able to join us in this tournament. These are your competitors. I would try and introduce you to all of them, but as you can see… there are many of them and to introduce them all would just be a waste of time." The hand then turned to the other Smashers standing behind him. "If any of you would like to show Red here around the campus, it would be much appreciated."

There was a pause, and two women in the front stepped forward. One of them wore a bright pink dress and had long golden blond hair that was kept out of her face by a tiara. The other was in a blue, skin tight suit and also had golden hair but it was tied back into a long ponytail. The one in the dress spoke first. "Samus and I will show him around," She stated in a very kind voice.

The other woman, Samus, smiled at Red from across the small gap between the Smashers and him. "Yes. Peach and I will take care of him."

Master Hand waved himself. "It's decided, then. He's your responsibility for now. I'll contact you later when I find a suitable room for him to reside in."

He floated away, and the rest of the group began to disperse. The two women, Peach and Samus, walked over to Red while the other Smashers seemed to look Red over. Almost as if they were expecting something to happen. Red could see a brown haired angel flying around in a lazy circle above him, studying him with sapphire blue eyes. The Jigglypuff-like creature also took an interest and bounded over to the Pokémon Trainer's side. At closer inspection Red could see that it was, indeed, not a Jigglypuff, but a different creature all together. It looked very innocent, and Red couldn't help to give a smile to it.

The creature cocked its head. "Poyo?" It seemed to ask him.

Peach and Samus smiled. Peach tapped the pink puffball on the head and it gave an understanding nod. It ran off back into the mansion; the angel overhead took the advice and followed. Peach turned to Red after she was sure everyone was gone. "Welcome honey. My name is Peach and this is Samus," She gestured to Samus, who gave Red a large smile. "We are going to be your guides for the duration of your stay."

Red was a little confused but smiled at this regardless. "Why would you two volunteer to watch over a newbie like me? You both must have better things to do than to babysit me."

Samus stepped forward and said quite simply, "You seem like you need a mother figure."

Red was shocked at that, more so than he was at their volunteering to help him. "What makes you say that?"

Peach placed a hand on his arm. "You were the only one who didn't say anything before Master Hand gave his speech. Normally we would know more about you than your name by now. Many of the Smashers are curious of what you can do, us included. That and you are one of the youngest people here. You're about the same age as Link, actually."

"For your information, I'm 16!" Red replied loudly. His face held a frown.

Samus punched Peach on the arm. Peach yelped, but understood. "I'm sorry, Red. Peach can be a little blunt at times. We know you're old enough to take care of yourself, but what we're saying is that you may like to have someone like a mother to talk to. We're offering to be those people."

Red understood, well at least a little bit. "Okay, but if I entrust you with anything and someone else says something about it, I will personally come and kill you."

Samus smiled, while Peach looked fearful. "I think I like this kid more than I thought," Samus thought aloud. Peach gave her a hard look, but it melted almost immediately. She stepped forward and grabbed Red's hand, pulling him towards the Manor.

"Well, this is as good a time as any to start your tour. Okay, well, if you didn't already guess, this is the front garden. It's where the Smash Brothers come to hang out, spar, or anything, really. The Pokémon love it out here too."

Red thought for a moment. "Hey, Peach, could I let my Pokémon out? They should get to know this place too, especially because they're going to be living here as well."

Peach and Samus were confused. 'Red has Pokémon?' They both thought simultaneously. Peach nodded absent-mindedly and Red took it as a, "Go ahead."

He threw his three Pokéballs into the air and released the creatures within them. Once the creatures were out, they all looked and study their new surroundings. One was a small blue turtle with a brown and yellow shell. It was the smallest of the three and was shyly sniffing a flower in the garden by the door. Another was an odd greenish blue plant like creature with a pink flower bud on its back. It was rolling in the grass by the topiary of Peach. The last Pokémon was a gigantic orange dragon-looking creature with a long tail that had a flame at the end of it. That Pokémon was flying into the air and gliding around on the wind currents surrounding the manor.

Peach's and Samus's eyes were almost bulging out of their heads when they saw the three new Pokémon standing, rolling, and flying around them. Red looked at them before he realized that he hadn't told them what he was yet. "Did I forget to mention that I'm a Pokémon trainer?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck, sheepishly.

Peach shook her head and seemed to come out of her trance-like state first. Samus was still staring at the Pokémon with surprise. "We didn't expect that. I, personally, thought that you were going to be another psychic or something."

Samus snapped out her trance and turned her head back to Red. "Wait, if you're a Pokémon trainer… then doesn't that mean your Pokémon will fight?"

Red looked a little ashamed as he pulled his hat down over his eyes. "Yeah… Master Hand told me that I will have to stand out of harm's way in order to fight. Only my Pokémon will be doing the fighting."

Peach and Samus looked at each other quickly and then their eyes bore down on Red. Samus stepped forward and stroked the side of Red's face. "You might want to be careful then, Red. Some of the other fighters may see that as a sign of weakness. You may not be as readily accepted here as you might have thought you were. I'm warning you now, don't offend anyone. It might end up badly," Samus said in a motherly way. She still had a concerned look on her face; Peach wore a face that matched it.

"I think I'll be okay," Red replied confidently. "I've dealt with a lot, believe me. So don't worry, I can take care of myself and you two will be helping me. I'll be bound to have some friends in no time too!"

Both of the women nodded. He was correct. He was a strong teen, and he did have them. They wouldn't let anything bad happen to him now that they promised to take care of him. So the women dropped the conversation and started to show Red around the Manor. He had with him only the turtle, which he introduced as Squirtle- the other two had gone off to do their thing. Peach and Samus were concerned, but Red assured them that there was nothing to worry about. They hesitantly accepted his answer and showed him around the large building.

The tour of the Manor included showing Red the cafeteria, the arcade, the assist trophy room, the locker rooms, the media room, and the kitchen. There was one more place they wanted to show Red, though, but unlike how they showed him the other places they decided to make a big deal out of it. So they wrapped Red's eyes so he couldn't see, and lead him there. Once there, they pulled off his blindfold, and his eyes became wider than saucers. He stepped out and found himself in a small area that was used to keep the Pokémon that were used during the brawls. He ran over towards a tree and hit it, causing many Caterpie to fall out of the tree. Red yelped with glee and sat there. The two women walked over to where he was sitting.

"We thought you might like it here," Peach said, giving Red a maternal smile.

"Yeah, I really do. It reminds me of home. I think I can use this as a training spot," Red grinned.

Peach and Samus weren't done with the tour though. Red grudgingly got up from underneath the tree and followed after them. They took him up a long staircase which was right across from the main door in the entrance hall. They ran up the stairs and Red saw two hallways, one going to the left, and the other to the right. Peach and Samus took him to the left and led him all the way down the hall, until they came to a door whose plaque said, "Master Hand."

"If you want to know why we brought you here… It's because we want to get your room assignment. Go on in. I expect he's waiting for you," Peach explained to Red.

Red nodded. He knocked on the door and it flew open. Taking that as a sign to come in, he entered the room. Once inside, the door shut behind him. Master Hand was sitting (floating?) at his desk and motioned with a finger for Red to come forward. Red willingly obliged and walked forward towards the gigantic hand. "So is everything to your liking so far, Red?" The hand asked

"Yes, Master Hand, it is," Red replied politely. "I was told that you were going to give me my rooming assignment?"

The hand nodded as only a hand could. "Yes, I am. I have been looking over these rooms and have found we only have one male room available. Your bunkmate is going to be the swordsman Link. I believe you will like him! He is quite the kind fellow. His, and your room is room number six. You should go and introduce yourself before dinner. You know, get better acquainted with your bunkmate for the duration of your stay."

Red nodded slowly. 'What kind of person is Link going to be? I really hope it isn't that green guy standing next to the giant turtle I saw earlier,' Red thought as Master Hand shepherded Red out of his office.

Peach and Samus were waiting outside the door for Red to return, and as soon as they saw him, they began barraging him with questions about who his bunkmate was. Red sighed and muttered, "Some guy named Link."

Samus smiled when she heard the news; Peach did as well. "Link is a very kind person. We won't have to worry about you now. I thought you were going to have to bunk with Ganondorf or Bowser or someone horrible like that."

Peach nodded in agreement. "But, I think they're bunking together? Whatever. Okay. Before we introduce you, is there anything you feel you need to know about Link?"

Red paused for a moment. 'Is there anything I need to know? I don't think so. If Master Hand described this guy as kind, he must be- even my new "mothers" like him. But wait; what if he is dating someone? Will they do the nasty in the room while I'm sleeping? No, I don't think that would be allowed. So what am I worrying about?' Red thought as he shook his head no as he finally thought about it. So Peach and Samus walked him down the hall. A few of the other Smash Brothers were walking around on the floor and snuck a peek at Red and his Squirtle. Most of them thought it was another Pokémon, but some assumed that Red was a Pokémon trainer, especially the few Pokémon fighters in the tournament. The only Pokémon that didn't seem nervous around Red was Lucario, who just nodded at Red as he walked by.

Peach and Samus stopped in front of room number six and waited as Red caught up to them. Red gave them an odd look as if to say, "Why are we waiting?" Peach just put a finger to her lips and a hand to her ear. He complied and listened silently. "Ganondorf, will you stop complaining? It isn't as though a new fighter is a bad thing. In fact, it may be a good thing! We haven't had a new fighter around here in months! Just think of it as new competition."

Another voice, probably Ganondorf's from Red's opinion, replied harshly, "I will complain all I want to. He doesn't even look like a fighter! He just looks like a useless teenager. If he were a real fighter, he would have introduced himself to us before. He wouldn't have just stood there like a wimp! But, I will digress that not even I know what he can do. I hope you're right, Link," Ganondorf yelled and walked towards the door. Peach made a motion with her hand and Red, Samus, and she hid behind a large trophy case.

The large, green skinned man, Ganondorf, walked out of room number six shortly after the three had hidden themselves. He had an angry expression on his face, and stomped down the hall like a child who didn't get what they want. Red gave Peach and Samus a curious look that was answered with two identical shrugs. They waited another few moments and crept out from behind the trophy case and walked back over to the door for room six.

"Okay Red! Go on in and introduce yourself. We'll see you downstairs for dinner," Samus said with a knowing smile. Red didn't catch the smile but knocked on the door. He stood there quietly, waiting for his new roommate to open the door so he could introduce himself.

A moment later the door opened, and Red didn't expect what he saw. He saw a tan, pointed face, deep sapphire blue eyes, perfect white teeth, and a beautiful smile. Red didn't expect Link to look like that. He actually expected the red-haired swordsman that he saw earlier. Link's eyes dulled a little when he saw Red standing there, but only a little. His face held a questioning look, and also, a small look of concern.

"May I help you?" Link asked Red in a voice that sounded like a bell.

"Ummm… Yeah. I'm Red, and I'm your new roommate," Red admitted quietly.

Link looked genuinely surprised. "Oh, you're the new guy. I thought you were another fan… Awkward. But anyway, I'm Link, if you didn't already know," Link held out his hand and Red took it.

He felt Link's calloused hand and compared it to the feel of his own soft, inexperienced, silky one. Red felt then and there that he didn't really belong with all of these other Smashers. It was evident in the callouses on Link's hand. He was just a Pokémon trainer. Granted, he was the most famous Pokémon trainer in the world, had captured over 300 different Pokémon, and defeated Team Rocket several times, but he had nothing on some of these people.

"Your hands are really soft," Link said nonchalantly. "And if you don't mind me asking, what is it that you do exactly? Your hands are too soft for you to be a swordsman, you don't look like a psychic, and you definitely are not a Pokémon."

Red stared at his feet awkwardly. He remembered what Peach and Samus had said about not being as readily accepted as he thought he might be, but he felt he could trust Link. He didn't know why, especially because he had just met him. He shouldn't trust him, but Link seemed so… realistic and kind. "Well, I'm actually a Pokémon trainer. I won't actually be fighting, but will be commanding my Pokémon from the back," Red admitted.

Link stared at Red for a moment. "Well, can't say I expected that!" Link admitted. "But who am I to judge? So come on in. This is half your room."

Link gestured for Red to enter and he walked in shyly. He was a little fearful after Link's admittance and was unsure of what would happen. These thoughts were drowned out of his head though, when he saw the inside of the room. There were two large king-sized beds on opposite sides of the large studio style room. It was painted two colors on different sides. One side had deep sapphire blue walls and had many crimson colored accessories, and the other side was the exact opposite, crimson walls with sapphire blue accessories.

"Well, I'm already on the blue side… so you can have the red side. Wow. I didn't even try for that pun," Link smiled at his own dumb joke.

Red rolled his eyes, but smiled. He hoped he was going to like this room.

Author's note: Yeah again I say sorry if they are a little OOC for anyone's taste. So yeah, if you want this to be longer than a one shot, please slide me a review. I did plan on this to be longer than a one shot so don't be that guy who's like, "I really like the story, but someone else will review on it so I don't have to." I'm going to say right now... DON'T BE THAT GUY! So yeah... Read and Review.