Okay, so this chapter might or might not be as expected. Since my short improvised stories are always fast and crappy, I'll try my best to make it a bit better.
Enjoy peeps!
Red sat in the snow of Mt. Silver, looking off into the distance. It's been about two hours after his battle with that tourist girl, Touko, and even though he'd barely met her, he'd grown to take a liking to her.
She was strange, in a somehow good way, she was straightforward, she spoke her thoughts...the crimson-eyed boy thought it all to be okay. But for her to run so late...there might be a reason.
Luckily, she'd bought a black and pink Pokegear upon arrival to Johto and Kanto, and had given him her number for emergencies.
Red stared blankly at her name on his contact list. Was he really going to call?
*...Hello?*she answered.
"..." he doesn't usually talk much, but since he's already calling, he figured he should. "...H-Hi, Touko, it's Red," he managed.
*Oh, Red, hiya! Sorry, I hadn't registered your number last time, I just gave you mine. Clumsy of me...Anyway, you probably wonder why I'm not there, right?*she asked. *Thing is that I kinda-cough-caught a slight cold. My doctor was right, I really should dress for the weather! Ha! But I'll be right-cough-there! I'm just at Celadon buying a sweater and jeans, and I'll buy a box of medicine, so that should take me like five minutes! Oh, well...fifteen. -Cough Cough- I'll be there as soon as I can, okay? Don't worry about me! Bye! -click-*
She hung up, not waiting for his response. Not like he'd give one anyway.
Red hung his head low, putting away the Pokegear.
He'd sounded a bit desperate, hadn't he?
He was also sure his voice might have sounded a tad raspy for all that time without use.
He grunted, feeling like an idiot.
Touko arrived precisely fifteen minutes later, as she'd promised.
Red's eyes widened at her change of attire.
She wore a purple turtleneck sweatshirt that said "I heart Celadon" in rainbow letters, accompanied by a denim mini-skirt over black tights. She wore fuzzy boots, and fingerless white gloves on her fragile hands.
She ran over to him, and grinned. "Hey! I told you I'd be right down! Or, up. Heh. A few prescribed pills do wonders."
Red nodded, recalling when his mother used to take him to the doctor, and the doctor's medicine cured him almost instantly.
Touko took one of his hands and began dragging him, probably to her Zekrom who was hidden by fog.
Well, Red was guessing so, because for the past three days, she'd dragged him with her for like an hour for sight-seeing. He didn't enjoy it as much as Touko, but neither did he mind. Though, this time, she wasn't just dragging him to travel.
"Hey, Red-san," she giggled, using his new nickname, "If a certain brunette drags you to her Zekrom and tells you you're going with her to a little party, what is the first thing that pops in your mind?"
Red gulped. He knew three words popped into his mind at that moment. Arceus, help me.
Ha! This will end funny. Look forward to the next chapter!
