Trouble Lurking

Blue didn't know why Silver was always spying on her and Red; he was bound to cause trouble.

A/N: Friendly reminder that this is rated T for a reason—namely, for the fluff.

4:12 PM. Tuesday afternoon. Slightly cloudy.

Enter Silver, knocking at the door.

Blue looked up briefly from her book. "Could you get the door, Red?" she called, her attention already back on A Guide to Evolutionary Stones.

There was a pause.

"Red!" she called again, folding the page of her book. "Fine," she muttered, running a hand through her already-messy hair. "I'll get it myself."

The knock came again in the time she took to put her hair into a messy bun piled atop her head. "Yeah, I'm coming," she drawled, taking her time as she unlocked the door.

"Oh, hey, Silver!" She was pleasantly surprised—her surrogate brother hadn't visited in a while. Come to think of it, she hadn't been receiving very many visitors lately (except for Red, who came over at least three nights a week for various purposes; lately, she suspected he only came over for the decent supply of food in the fridge).

"Hey," he said with a nod. His red hair had grown since she'd last seen him; it now hung past his shoulders. Blue fought the urge to reach out and tie it up in a pretty little French braid, just to irk him.

"Come in, come in!" Blue ushered him inside, and he removed his shoes. Before she could lead him into the kitchen, though, a distraction appeared in the form of a freshly-showered Red, complete with a wet mane of hair and only a towel covering his lower half.

Upon catching sight of Silver, his eyes widened and he immediately turned around, going back upstairs to change. Both Blue and Silver had noticed him, though, and it was with some awkwardness that Blue put on another smile and showed him the way to the kitchen.

"So Red's been staying over often?" Silver asked, his voice laced with a tinge of something unrecognizable. He picked Red's hat off of the back of a chair and sat down.

"Yeah, sometimes," Blue said nonchalantly. "What of it?"

The look he gave her was entirely too suspicious, she thought, as she got out a bag of chips and tossed them at her brother. She'd have to be more careful from now on.

11:08 AM. Friday morning. Sunny and bright.

Enter Red, trudging through the grass to rejoin Blue underneath the ancient apple tree in her backyard.

"So hot out," she murmured lazily, pulling out a blade of grass and twisting it through her fingers.

"'S nice," Red said absentmindedly.

Blue leaned back against the tree, yawning quietly, and Red inched a bit closer to her. She noticed the gesture and coyly leaned in.

"Planning on kissing me, hm?"

He smiled and tipped her chin towards him with two fingers, admiring the mischievous look in her eyes, and closed the remaining space between them.

Her lips were soft, but demanding; they met his with a familiar intensity as she leaned deep into the kiss and as he reciprocated. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair, and his found their way to her slender waist as she put a knee on either side of his, pinning him against the rough bark of the tree; he felt her tongue trace his bottom lip and felt a tingle of pleasure run down his spine—

Vvvvrmmmm. Blue's phone vibrated angrily in her pocket. Breaking off the kiss reluctantly, she sighed and flipped it open.

"Hey, Silver?... Yeah, could I call you back later? Thanks. Bye."

"What was that about?" Red asked. He'd been paying more attention to the slight rasp in her voice, which he found incredibly alluring.

"He just wanted to know how I was doing," she said, puzzled. "He never calls to check up on me… That was weird." She tossed her phone into the grass beside them. "Now, where were we…?"

Neither of them noticed the red-haired boy quietly leaving the driveway.

11:52 PM. Saturday night. Crescent moon.

"I was wondering when you were going to show up," Blue said with a smirk as Red opened the bedroom door. "Doesn't usually take you this long…"

"Sorry to keep you waiting." He sat at the edge of the bed, swinging his legs back and forth.

"Oh, quit stalling," she said, swatting him on the arm. "Get over here and f—"

He closed off the rest of her sentence with a rough kiss, sending them both tumbling over sideways. She moved to his neck as his fingers found the buttons on her shirt and undid them one by one; she found the hem of his and lifted it over his head—

Vvvvrmmmm.

"For Arceus's sakes, Silver, it's the middle of the night!"

"Just making sure you're, uh, home safe and everything."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. Bye."

She hung up and shook her head in wonder. "I don't understand that boy…"

Outside the house, Silver eyed Red's bike with distaste. He dropped his cigarette, ground it with his heel, and lit another one in a huff, trying to ignore the light on in Blue's bedroom. He couldn't. So he brought Red's bike down with a single kick to the wheel and, feeling worse than when he'd arrived, walked back to the sidewalk. He headed home, head hung heavy with defeat.

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