Prompt: Disaster
Universe: manga
Characters: Red, Yellow, Green, Blue
Genre(s): Romance, Tragedy, Hurt/Comfort
Rating: T for swearing and death.
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As requested by Pyrus Ur – Servant of Odin, this is a Specialshipping fic. A depressing Specialshipping fic. Note that it is told in Green's view, in a third-person style.
Again, never really supported this, but what can I say? This is a huge learning experience for me, writing about relationships I don't really support. Now I'm learning just how loveable they all are, in their own way ;)
WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH. Don't like, don't read.
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The cemetery suddenly seemed so much gloomier when her body was interred there.
"I'm here to… talk about the one of the best people this region has ever seen." There was a pause, a cough, and then Green continued thickly, "We will always remember her."
Green paused as Blue took station next to Red and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. The other boy was standing next to him, head down and hands covering his face. In the setting sun the brunette could make out the tears leaking between his fingers.
Blue was staring down at the grave, eyes wide even as she wiped furiously at them.
They were friends, inseparable, with bonds deeper than any ocean. But now that one was gone, the bond was weakening, threatening to split somewhere… What if Red doesn't pull through? Green wondered, his eyes still threatened to spill. But he still managed to speak.
"She was always little shy…"
"She didn't deserve it," Red whispered, half-interrupting the boy while leaning into Blue, resting his fingers on his cheeks. "If anyone deserved it, it was me. I should be the one dead, not – not her." His voice was broken and shaking.
"No," Blue said forcibly, giving the other boy a rough shake. "No one deserved it, Red. No one."
"If I had just gone a bit faster – if I had just realized earlier - "
"Red, stop it," Blue begged, even though the mischievous girl had never begged in her entire life. "Stop it now."
Green managed to talk despite the argument, his voice shaking. "But she was always kind and gentle."
"But Blue, she's gone. Gone. I c-can't believe she's really… gone."
Blue pulled him in a rough embrace, holding his shaking shoulders against her. There was nothing Green could do to help Blue; taking care of the frail Red was a delicate procedure, fit only for one person.
Red had been closest to the other girl. He had always been closer to her than the others.
That didn't mean Green didn't miss her. She was a peacemaker, a sweet girl who always knew what to say, when to say it. He could not wipe his eyes; his hands held the small slip of paper in a death grip. For the first time, he let the tears flow, forcing himself to continue.
"She was an accomplished trainer in her own right."
Red shuddered at that. Green gave him a quick look-over, placing his hand lightly on the other boy's shoulder. He had never imagined himself doing this. But it was the least he could do.
And there was so little he could do. He and Blue were, so far, stable. But there was only so much they could do to help their friend.
Green felt like he was drowning in shame and guilt. There was nothing he could do, and he… he was disrespecting her because he wasn't broken like Red.
He choked out, "And one of the best friends anyone could ask for."
He could see Blue squeeze the other boy tightly, enough so that Red squeaked softly.
Red had been the one to find her – her body, that is. He had told no one what had happened, not even the police; the only thing he ever said was that he'd found her lying in the forest, her Pokemon settled around her and quietly waiting. Waiting for what, he never told.
Green knew they had waited for her to wake up. But she never would. Not anymore. And he forced himself to finish his short speech.
"We will always remember her for her kindness, courage and gentle way of dealing with humans and Pokemon alike." He sniffed, wiping his eyes, and added, "We – we will always miss you, Yellow."
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