Hey there! Kan-chan here! I made another Amber fic., this time, Cinderella Style! I hope it interests you guys, since there is a LOT of settings for Pokespe fics. :p And I guess this one's another. Well then, let's start!

Title: Promise

Pairing: (Main)Ambershipping/GoldXYellow,

(extras)LuckyShipping, FranticShipping, One-sided MangaquestShipping, One-sided Manga Pokeshipping(but that has to wait 'til later!), and some vague VainShipping

Rating: uhh.. K?

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters. sad, huh?

Warnings: This story follows the plotline of Cinderella, although there are some twists (It wouldn't be that exciting if there were none, right?) Oh, and sorry, I was so lazy while writing, so I didn't go by descriptive writing, and it's kind of… Stiff. Sorry 'bout that.

Blue is the GIRL.

In a small Kingdom where peace ruled over the land, lived a mighty king and queen. They go by the name 'King Red' and 'Queen Blue.' They have a son, who is turning 16 that next week, on his grand ball.

Right now, the king was having a talk with the prince. He was a little sad, for time goes by fast. He can't believe that his son is getting married soon. With that feeling, he closed his eyes. "Son, on that day, you shall be choosing the woman you want to be with for the rest of your life. Take this seriously, because if you only look at the outer beauty, you shall regret it forever. Do you hear, me, Prince Gold?" the king looked up and was surprised to find that his son was not there, and he was actually talking to no one.

"Your highness!" footsteps were heard then came in a boy who had eyes like ruby, panting, as if some chaos happened. He bowed down before the king, asking permission to speak up.

"Speak up. What news had you brought me?"

The boy stood up, and with still some heaving, he spoke, "The Prince is missing! Again!"

"What?" King Red sounded a little infuriated, and was about to stand up, only to be stopped by someone beside him.

"Oh ho ho, calm down, your highness. It's not as if it's the first time he did this." Queen Blue looked at him, smiling. The king then sat down again, now with a serious look in his eyes.

"Ruby," she called out to the butler. "Send some of our men to look for the prince. Make sure that no one in town realizes what happened. Who knows what our enemies will be up to."

"Yes, my queen!" Ruby bowed again, and immediately went out and commanded some men to execute the plan.

"Wow, I'm so hungry I could eat whatever they serve me in the palace!" a boy was walking down the town, and was looking at all the treats the shops could offer.

Meanwhile, at a graveyard in town, sat a lonely girl. She wore what you'd call some peasant clothes, and had flowers on her hand and a basket by her arm. Her eyes showed that she was still weeping for whom ever person lies in that grave.

"Father," she whispered. "I'll be strong, no matter what. Someday, I'll make you proud." She put the flowers on top of the grave and offered a small prayer before she left. She decided to go home, and walked towards that direction, passing many shops. She stopped by a Tailor's shop, and looked dreamily at the ball gown displayed in front.

"Someday, I'll be able to wear tha—Ah!" somebody bumped onto her, and they both fell on the ground.

"Ow… my back…" the girl mumbled as she sat up. "Are you alright, mister?" she quickly grabbed her basket and offered a hand to the boy, who looked like he was in a daze.

"I'm so hungry…" he said unknowingly, still looking through an empty space. The girl giggled at him and grabbed his hand, making him stand up.

"Mister, are you really hungry?" she smiled at him. "There's a bakery nearby, do you want some bread?"

At that last sentence, the boy lighted up and was again pulled to reality. "Really?" it was as if he was shining.

"Yes!" the girl replied, and she led the way towards the bakery. When they reached the shop, she bought two breads, and offered both to the boy. Without question, he ate down both of it in just a couple of minutes.

"Mmh! That was a treat! It was a little dry though."

"Yes, that's the way it should really be. Do you want a drink next?"

"I'm fine," he paused. "But if you want to spoil me, then I'll be really happy." He teased a little, but he didn't mean those words he said. He just dusted his pants from the crumbs of bread that fell. He sighed a little, and he felt the wind blowing through. In just a moment, someone handed him a bottle of Grape juice. He accepted it and looked up the person who gave it to him. It was the girl who just saved him from starvation.

"You're so kind! How can I thank you, lovely lady?" The boy grew excited as he held up the girl's hands with his own.

"No, sir, I'm a peasant, and that's the least I could do for a noble like you." She pulled back her hand and smiled.

"But for a princ—" the boy suddenly raised his hand onto his mouth, as if saying a mistake. No one must find out what my identity is, he thought.

"I mean," he tried to change the topic. "Of course. But you must want something in return, yes? I'll give whatever you want. Just tell me what it is!" He took some of the grape juice. He could already hear the definite answers: Money, clothing, status? It was typical for all these commoners to say those.

The girl shook her head, and replied, "Nothing, sir. But if you insist, then maybe you could just tell me your name."

Gold almost threw up with this answer. "This girl is peculiar… she doesn't want anything in return but my name? What good will my name do her?" the boy was in a deep thought. Out of the blue, he became interested, and excited. He grinned in amusement and placed his hand behind him, "Well, if that's the case," he bowed down. "My name is Gold, pleased to meet you, lovely lady."

"Gold!" she laughed, "That's very princely!"

"Thank you, but I know that already." Gold smiled mischievously. And that's because I'm really a prince, it ran through his head. He finished off the grape juice and looked around, looking for someone to get the bottle from him.

"What's wrong?" The girl asked, looking innocently at him.

"Doesn't anyone fetch off the bottles here? I should not even be drinking off bottles. Don't they have glasses?" He was not used to drinking some low-class juice in a low-class bottle. A bottle too, in that case. He was waiting for someone like a butler or a maid to get that from him. But seems like, the outside world is a little different.

"No… well, you'll just have to place it aside where it won't get shattered, or if you're kind enough, you can return it to the shop owner."

Gold thought carefully at what she said, then replied, "No, I think I'll just set it aside."

"Alright." She nodded, then offered her hand. "My name is Yellow. It's my honor to be acquainted to you." He looked at her hand, in his mind, he spoke, "What do I do with that?" But without thought, he also reached out his own, not knowing what to do. The girl took his hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you!"

Then she drew it back shortly after. Gold's hand was still in place, and he slowly dragged it up and looked at it. What was that? It was the first time someone did that to him. Usually, in the castle, they would bow down as a sign of respect and acquaintances. This sign from the commoners is really weird. "Do they really have much physical contact the first time they meet?" he wondered. He never had much contact with the opposite gender, of course, except his mother. It felt strange to hold hands with a stranger.

"What's wrong, Gold?" Yellow looked at him with worry. She inched a little nearer to him so she could hear whatever he would say.

"Nothing… I just… I just…" He hesitated. He was unsure whether to tell or not, because she might find out whom he was. But nevertheless, he spoke up. "I've always sneaked out of my house to wander through town, but I've never made any acquaintances with people. It's actually my first time to… do that." He motioned to shake hands, and Yellow understood it quickly.

She lighted up a little. "You must be inexperienced with most of the things here in town!" It as if she was insulting him, but no signs of that was heard from her voice. "Do you want me to show you around?"

Yellow was too innocent, she was kind enough to feed some stranger, and she wasn't afraid either. She didn't hesitate in offering her help to him, and it was the most peculiar thing about her. They stood up from the place where they seated, and started strolling through town. Yellow showed him some things that a commoner would have in his everyday life. They were simple, but Gold was enjoying himself.

Suddenly, some royal guards were seen scouting town. They checked every shop there was and were asking for a boy at around the age of 16. They were nearing flower shop, where the Gold and Yellow were, and as the boy saw this, he was a little jumped. "Uh-oh, I think they're looking for me…" he whispered, as he hid behind the girl.

"What's wrong, Gold? Are you a wanted person?" her tone changed to being a little worried.

"Well…"he paused. "If I am, then would you surrender me to them?"

The girl turned to him and held his hand. "No way! I won't do that! You're my friend." She assured him. Gold nodded, and spoke: "Then, I'm wanted—in a way, yes." Quickly, the girl pulled his hand and went the opposite direction that the royal guards were going. Both of them almost tripped because of their pacing. "Let's go somewhere they cannot find you." the girl said in between running.

"Thanks a lot!" he answered. He was unsure where this 'Yellow' girl would be taking him. He was also still puzzled at why she called him a friend in a short time of meeting. She was a peasant, yes, but it was as if she doesn't want any material thing. She was a small and quaint little girl, which was all he knows. Yellow slowed down a little while approaching a graveyard. She was still panting, while she turned to him, still holding his hand, "Here we are."

"A graveyard? What do we do here?" Gold said, with confusion in his tone.

"We're going to hide here, until the royal guards go back to the palace." They walked further in, approaching a lone grave that lies under a tree. Yellow knelt down by it and offered a little prayer. Gold knelt down with her as well, but he only watched her curiously.

"Father," she spoke. "This is Gold. He is a new friend I made while walking home. Mother might scold me for being late, but the time I spend with a friend is priceless." A few moments of silence overwhelmed them, until the boy spoke up.

"Do all commoners make new friends and become really happy about it?"

She thought for a moment, and then replied. "I don't know… but for me, I really cherish friendship."

"Ah…" he said blankly. "I see…" but inside his mind, he said, "I thought commoners could only ask for material things… but seems like, this girl made it all false."

"Excuse me… are you alright?" she asked.

"Y—yes!" he was a little jumped. "But you see," he pulled a pocket watch and opened it. "I have to go home now. Ruby must have been driven crazy by my absence."

"Who's Ruby?" Yellow asked.

"He's my…" he hesitated. "My Best Friend!"

"Oh, I see! You do have some friends in this town! I bet he's a noble too!"

"Huh… no, actually, but somehow, that seems correct." He looked at her bright smile.

"Then I must go home too, mother must already be looking for me." The girl bowed down, and again, held that cheerful smile. "Until we meet again, Gold."

"See you soon, Yellow." he turned his back to an opposite direction Yellow was going. But before he was able to take a step, the girl spoke up.

"Umm… Gold?"

"What is it?"

"If you ever need anything or if you need to know something…" she paused, then continued. "Just look for me here, okay? I'll help you." Gold nodded and smiled, as a sign of thank you.

Both turned and parted ways, smiling behind each other's back.

"The outside world became more interesting…" Gold whispered.