Disclaimer: Pokemon isn't mine. (By the way: the author's note at the end is almost as long as the actual story, so if you want you can just skip over it.)
That's Just How the Shadows Lie
Red stares at the small campfire, his face drawn into a large frown.
"What'cha thinkin' 'bout, Red?' chirps an obnoxiously cheerful voice.
Kotone, the owner of the voice, looks at him expectantly, obviously waiting for an answer. Whether it be a grunt or a mumble, she just doesn't want Red to be so dang unhappy looking.
"Hn," Red simply replies, with a small smile, immediately wiping the worried look off of Kotone's face. What he was really thinking about (but would obviously never tell her) was how pretty she looked in the low light of the campfire. It had been several years since they had met all those years ago on top of Mt. Silver and those years had worked in Kotone's favor. She was now a young woman of 21, although she still had the same carefree, devil-may-care personality that she had when she was 13. Red looked pretty much the same even though he was 24 (going on 25). Same unruly dark hair stuffed under a red baseball cap, same red vest and jeans, and same electric-mouse perched on his shoulder. Kotone still thought that he was one of the most attractive men she had met (except for maybe Lance, but he was too old for her).
"Green's jealous you know," Red told her, with a slight smirk, "Green's jealous that you're mine and not his." He said this so smugly that she had to giggle a little bit. Green had made some advances on her when she turned 20, but by then she had already fallen hard for Red.
Kotone just blushes and Red notices how well the color compliments her in what little light had been provided for them. He loves how the shadows lie around her like a dark cloak, how they wrap around her and make her look so… pretty. There's really no other way to describe it. Red finds Kotone incredibly pretty. He loves her bubbly personality, her twin-tails that she refuses to give up just because she's a legal adult, her smile, and everything that encompasses the being that is Kotone.
Some people, like Silver, would say that she's plain and doesn't know when to "shut the hell up". But Red loves that she's talkative. It makes up for his lack of conversation skills. Silver would call Red a liar, that being up on that mountain for so damn long has clouded his judgment, and that the shadows were lying to him. But if the shadows are lying, then he'd rather let them lie. He loves her and- to him- that's all that matters.
A/N: And it's done! This was fluffy was a double layer white cake with chocolate frosting… I'm really horrible at writing fluff. I'm so sorry guys.
To all my darling readers who are waiting for The Final Countdown: it'll be out soon. I hope. I'm a horrible person. This is a little gift for you guys. I ran into a horrible case of writers block and then my friend took his life and then other shit happened. I'm not going to bore you with the details, but please please forgive me for having a lazy butt. Finals are coming up and school's taking off, but as soon as the break rolls around (only 2-3 more weeks. Whoo!) I'll be back to writing longer stuff.
This is also dedicated to: princessanime29 and pokemonredshipper for being supportive of my first story (The Final Countdown) and being willing to wait for so damn long for any update of any sort.
Reviews are greatly appreciated! You can even write one word, whether it be "good", "bad", or "you suck", reviews give me initiative!