Out of all times, Silver just had to knock on the door when they were not only pressing lips, but also engaging in various innapropriate acts that definitely shouldn't be seen by over protective brothers.

It didn't take long for Blue's so called "brother" to clench his fist and grit his teeth at the sight of the older guy. Silver seemed like he wanted to snap Green in half, but chose to go for the civilized way, asking why the hell he was on Blue's house and and silently wonder why he had red (or pink, he isn't good with colors anyway) lipstick on the white collar.

"Battle tactics. An upcoming new evil team seems to be around Kalos."

"There's lipstick on your shirt."

Of course.

Silver closed his eyes and let out an annoyed sigh and barged into the house, while the other trainer mimicked his action, but in a (surprisingly) angrier way.

Did the guy just came out from God knows where to ask Blue for a Protean Team Omega DVD? Green blinked twice before gladly closing the door behind him.

"I still buy him gifts, you know."

He walked towards the sofa where he was before someone decided to imterrupt him and flicked through the TV channels. Blue pouted at his boringness and retrieved the remote from his hands.

"If you're gonna ignore me, at least let me choose the channel!"

Girlish squeals and colorful effects could be heard and seen from the moderately sized TV screen. "I will punish you in the name of the moon!" One of the "sailor scouts" screamed.

"Serena is so cute!" She felt a glare coming from her side and instantly looked back.

"Don't you already have enough Sailor Moon merch?"

"No."

Now that Green looked at her in another angle, he noticed Blue was surprisingly pretty. It wasn't a surprise for him to realize she's pretty on the outside (who wasn't aware of that anyway?), but on the inside. The Blue underneath her defensive persona was fading away little by little, just like his own mask's been slipping as the days passes by.

Sure, he still could be slightly awkward when socializing and his speech was still grumpy most of the time. But he wasn't blind when it came to feelings— he just didn't care enough.

This time was very, very different.

"Are you glaring at me?"

"Yes."

"You're so frustrating."

Blue whispered as they pressed their lips to each other like before, not showing a single sign of stopping— only of progressing, as she now felt hands traveling in her back.

"Don't put lipstick on my shirt again."

"Can't promise you that, oho!"

Knock.

Knock.

"Oh, no, I won't."

"Blue, help— Umm…"

Daisy stumbled upon two teenagers entangled in the sofa. Now that must be why they didn't bother to open the door.

"SORRY!"

A/N: I posted this a few days ago on my Tumblr but I completely forgot to upload it here. The prompt was "Secret". Phew. Oldrivalshipping is so much fun, you can basically write anything with them on it. I totally see Blue being a fan of magical girls- she has to look up to someone, you feel me? =w=