Yes! I'm interspersing chapters in by popular demand.
Who wanted Yellow's reaction? ^-^
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Notes: () for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
*INTERLUDE 1*
"Hi Red!"
Red sighed inwardly. He had been managing to avoid Yellow for quite a while, but it looked like his time was up.
His fingers slipped to the necklace underneath his shirt as he touched the gem for reassurance.
It glowed, sending tendrils of energy snaking through his body, healing him in case any danger presented itself.
The Pallet Trainer forced a smile. "Hello, Yellow."
Chu, her Pikachu, began batting her eyelashes at Pika, who looked panicked.
"Could you help me train?"
For a moment, he just goggled at her. "You want to train?" Since when had Yellow been interested in battling?
She had even cried herself to sleep when her Rattata had evolved into Raticate! Green had told him. The idea was foreign.
"Yes, please help me!"
"… I suppose." Red said reluctantly, just glad it wasn't a date she was asking for.
"Cool! Let's go!"
He followed, not knowing what he might be getting into. But there were no looming feelings of gloom and destruction, so maybe it would be all right.
The key word of that phrase being maybe…
All in all, it did not start badly. They worked on fighting off wild Pokemon for a few hours, and that was fine.
But then, while they were taking a break, Yellow asked the wrong question.
"Red? Will you go on a date with me?"
He choked. "What?"
"A date," The blond beamed.
"I know what a date is, but, why are you asking me?"
"I like you." Yellow said. Then, she switched topics. "Plus, don't you owe me a favor?"
"… I do?"
"Sure! I took care of Pika for you while you were frozen in ice, and I defeated the Elite Four!"
Red froze, hands straying down to play with the chain again. That was a sensitive topic! (Lance?)
(Why do you want my opinion? This is completely your choice.)
(I-I know.)
(If you do not love her, simply say so.)
(B-but!)
(Trust me, leading her on will only make it worse in the long run.)
(Okay…)
The other was older, so he must have more experience!
"But Yellow, I don't want to hurt you."
Yellow looked confused. She was still laboring under puppy love. "I'm not hurt. But I will be if you don't agree!"
Red frowned. * Guilt me now, is she? *
"I don't think I should go on a date with you because I owe you."
"WHAT?!" Yellow seethed. "Do you already have a girlfriend?!"
"N-no! Nothing like that!"
"Then why not?" She stamped her little foot angrily. "Didn't I do a good job when I saved the world?"
Red listened to Lance's ironical laughter. (Save the world? She could have condemned the pokemon to more suffering and death by her own actions.)
He sounded very amused. )This girl is too young and naïve for her own good…)
(What?)
(When I battled her, she tried to tell me that I couldn't destroy. Foolish! She had seen the results of pollution and habitat destruction herself, yet refused to acknowledge their truths. It was really too bad. Her eyes were always blind.)
"Red? RED!"
Confused, the teen snapped back to himself, as Lance quit talking.
"You're spacing out. I saw it! Your eyes went blue." Yellow looked suspicious. "You must have been hit with a ghost-type attack!"
"What? No I haven't!"
"I'll save you Red!" Yellow cried, releasing her Butterfree. She could fix this, and then Red would go out with her and everything would be fine! She nodded. "Kitty, use Confusion!"
"No! It's nothing like that! Yellow, please stop!" His mouth widened in a silent scream as the waves blasted into his skull, trying to destroy.
But there was nothing there.
In a rage, the currents delved deeper and deeper, probing but causing who knows how much damage.
Lance's eyes widened. * She might kill him at this rate! *
With no other choice, she forcibly took control.
As the last vestiges of blue light faded away, Yellow screamed. "YOU!"
"Nice to meet again." Lance said nonchalantly.
"You're dead!"
"Well, as you were the one that killed me, I've come back to haunt you." She answered, enjoying the hysterics her opponent was going into.
It wasn't the whole truth, but she didn't need to know.
Lance idly assessed Red for damage, and disrupted the psychic waves so they couldn't damage him.
He seemed still okay, no mental damage done. But, it had been so close…
She shifted, becoming spirit form as Red regained control over his body, looking like a wreck.
(Shh… don't worry, dear. I'll heal you.)
And the power of the Viridian Forest hearkened to its child's call and cleansed and recovered the poor Red.
He clung onto Lance tightly, even though his hands just went through the spirit. (My head…)
(Poor little one…)
Yellow stared at the tableaux they created in horror. "Red, you like him!?"
To tell the truth, Red wasn't really in a condition to answer though. His mind was still reeling from the earlier psychic shock.
Nothing made sense at this point…
Pika put aside his dislike for Lance long enough to fry Yellow with a grand Thunder. Bastard! I trusted you! Now you turn on my master!
Stop! Chu cried, jumping in the way.
And you! You evil pokemon, why didn't you stop her!
Pika's rage intensified, as another Thunder attack knocked out both Butterfree and Chu. Yes, Lance had hurt his master. But this was completely different!
And Yellow hadn't apologized at all!
His attack didn't stop until Yellow was a messy heap of agony, lying there. He hadn't killed her, but hopefully, it would serve as a warning.
Pika would protect his master. And since Lance was doing the same in his own way, Pika would put aside their differences to the shared goal.
Yes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend…
End Chapter
And Yellow did not approach Red for a long time after that…
Started 3/12/04, Completed 3/14/04
Edited 5/9/09
Yellow-bashing ^^V, besides, she is a Canon Sue!