Hello again! Just a quick Guriburu/Oldrivalshipping oneshot. I got the inspiration from the song It's Not Over by Secondhand Serenade. Such a good song! :)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON MANGA/ADVENTURES/SPECIAL.
Green looked at the teenage girl in front of him. Or the child, with the way she was acting. His eyes glared in annoyance. "I don't know why you can't let me go!" Blue, the brunette in front of him, shouted in impatience. Green scoffed. "Really, Blue? You're wondering why?" He sat up from the couch and walked two feet from where she was sitting. "The last time I let you go to one of these parties, a bunch of guys hit on you and you practically trusted your life with a bunch of strangers. You could have gotten yourself killed. How will this be any different?!"
"Different?! Of course it will be different; I actually know most of the people going!" she stormed. "And, me, what about you?! I should be the one complaining. Every time we go to a party, you always hang out with other girls! Girls we don't even know!" she added angrily. She was standing up now, and walked out of the living room.
Green followed. "Knowing two people doesn't even count. And hanging out with other girls?! Maybe it's because you went off with another guy in the first place!" he snapped back. "Oh, so it's all me now. Can't you just admit that you're making this too big of a deal?!" Blue badgered, and turned around. Green was taken aback. How could she say that?! He was her boyfriend, for goodness sake, shouldn't he be protective?! "Well, maybe if your parents were around to teach you this stuff, you'd understand how big of a deal it is!" he bellowed in a rush of anger.
As soon as the words left his mouth, he truly wished he didn't say it. Time travel, special potions, weird chants; he'd do it all to take back those last words.
Blue looked at him, first in complete and utter disbelief. And then, like a sheet of glass falling to the floor, she shattered. Green looked away, away from her eyes that held all the pain he just caused. A choked sound echoed through the foyer of the Oak house. She was trying not to cry. Hand over her mouth, her eyes welled up with tears. As much as he wanted to, Green couldn't face her. Couldn't she see that he was sorry? No, she couldn't. She ran out the front door, not looking back.
Green shakily sat down in the bench behind him. He covered his eyes. Unexplainable tears ran down his clear face, upsetting the usual calmness like razor blades. Why did we fight about this so often? he thought. She was to blame, right?
Or was it really him?
It's over...
...why is it over? he asked himself, tears numbly falling.
He and Blue were so attached to each other, but he hated when they fought. His sense of wrong and right was always blurred from the cloud of blame enveloped around him. Blame on her.
But it's not like she deserved it. Usually it just seemed like it was her fault...was it really? He was a man of logic; he hated questioning anything, especially himself. Green felt nauseous. No, worse. He felt empty, knowing that Blue wasn't there with him.
It's over...
...It can't be over...
No, it couldn't. Green stood up with a start. He had to get Blue back. But how? He knew that bringing up her parents was an awful thing to say, especially after all she had gone through with them over the years.
He was falling apart within a matter of minutes. They had to be together; Green couldn't think of himself with anyone else. Sure, she was annoying as hell, got up in everyone's business, and loved making fun of people, but that's what made him like her so much.
It's never over...unless you let it break you.
Without a thought, he sprinted out the door, determined to get that annoying, loud woman back by his side, where she belonged.