Here's something that's been ticking around in my mind for a while now, and I really wanted to get it out.

Hobby ho…

He loved her. It wasn't difficult to admit. He loved her, and he knew it better than he knew the sky and stars he stared at as he thought about it. He knew it better than he knew the pebbles that dug into his back as he lay on the top of mount moon. He knew it better than he knew himself. He loved her, and he knew it, and he wished he didn't.

Her blue eyes, filled with glee and passion. Her brunette locks, which tickled his neck when she ran by close, very close. And her soft lips, which he'd kissed at least a thousand times… within his dreams.

But to be with her… to have human connection to her, it was a wonderful fantasy. And fantasy it would always remain. Forever, he'd be subjected to dreams that he could be with her. And false hope to be broken by the sting of the morning sun.

And if just a dream hurt that much to be broken, what could real life feel like? To have that connection for real, and to have it broken, hacked to pieces, heartstring by heartstring, until they were broken apart forever. Would he be able to take it?

He could stop any fear of losing her by leaving now. Forgetting everything about her, and keeping his distance. Maybe meet up with other dex-holders now and again, but make an excuse if she wanted to see him. But he wouldn't be able to hold out like that. He need that glance at her face, those words exchange with her, even if only once in a while.

He thought of the other connections he had. His grandfather, the famous Oak. He was important, but could Green live without him in his life? Yes. He spent years trying to separate himself from the name 'Oak', and the following it gave him. Each time he snapped at someone for referring to him as 'the prodigy grandson of professor Oak' it hurt. Hurt to ignore that bond to his grandfather. But he could do it, time and time again.

Red, his best friend. He would miss Red. He had relied on him before, and struggled without him. That bond meant a lot. But could he survive if he broke it? Yes. He had lived without him before, and he could do it again.

But Blue. He'd distanced himself from her before, and although those times hurt, he could do it. And he had lived without out her before, but could he do it again? No.

He needed her in his life; that was final. And to admit his feelings… to be with her… it was a fantastic fantasy still, but it would end eventually, and he couldn't take that. So he needed to keep things as they are. Not a single thing could change between them, not in the slightest.

He allowed himself to close his eyes, drift into another one of those fantasies he relied on.

He was alone, standing on a dock, at the edge of a lake. The water was dark, pitch black, and went on farther than he could see. He tried to step away, but couldn't move his feet, no matter how hard he tried. They were nailed down with the same chains that wrapped his heart, and held it down.

He looked around to find a small rock, just in his reach, and he scooped it up. It pulled itself to his heart, and he held it against his chest, feeling its warm surface. And it started to beat in perfect sync with his own heartbeat.

He let himself feel the warmth of anther human heartbeat flow through him, happily taking in every second of it. Finally the stone released itself from his grasp, and floated over the lake. A light shone brightly, blinding Green for just a second, and once it was gone, so was the stone. Now Blue floated in its place, smiling at him from above the water, as beautiful as ever.

He smiled back. Not just a smile, he was beaming with delight. This was his dream, to have her with him. It was all he wanted, and it made him happier than anything else in his life.

And then she fell. Dropped from her heavenly, invisible perch; into the dark lake below, sending ripples that felt like tsunamis in all directions. And as she was freed and dropped into the despair, so was he. His feet were unbound, and he could turn around and run, leave this lake and the fear it brought to him. But that never crossed his mind. He dove right into the dark waters.

Swimming as fast as he could, he searched for her, desperate to find and save her. Pushing the tar like liquid away, only to have more instantly replace it. After a minute he surfaced for a breath of air, his last breath of air, and he saw her. She was on the shore. She'd found her own way to safety, and now walked away from the lake, from him, her back turned.

He swam desperately through the ice chilling waters to reach her, but they grew thicker with every stroke. He soon felt as if he swam through concrete. And the more he struggled, the harder the waters pulled, bringing him down to their infinite depths. Until he grew tired. All his energy wasted in a fruitless attempt to save someone already lost to him. And he couldn't fight it any longer. He gave in and let the lake take him, put him out of his misery with quiet insanity. And he was forever to drown in the depths of his own soul.

He woke from his nightmare to the usual sting of the morning sun. But this time, there was something else, a voice. Her voice!

"Green! Hey Green!", she shouted as she floated in from above on her jigglypuff. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you".

Green fought his tired muscles and forced himself to his feet, keeping composure. "What's going on?"

"Red and Gold are about to have a battle. Gold thinks he can finally beat Red", she announced excitedly, "But I don't think he has a chance. So come on".

Green just shrugged, "Red will win. Gold is going to rush his offence and not think things through". He pulled a pokeball off his belt, "Don't bother me with pointless information again". He released his Charizard from the ball, and hopped on its back.

"Aww, don't be such a spoil sport Green. Are you upset or something? Will a kiss cheer you up?" She jumped on the fire pokémon's back leaned toward Green, lips pursed teasingly.

Green blocked her with his hand and grabbed her arm, gently tugging her off his pokémon. "Annoying woman", he muttered, and then took to the skies, hoping to fly

as far from her as he could stand.

This turned out… nice. I'm actually pretty happy, which is especially weird because my headphones just broke, and thing in general are… not great… So for me to still be a little happy, must mean this helped

And so we go…