This is Specialshipping. This is also an edited version of a fanfic that I was supposed to write for an important friend a long time ago. I could never get the motivation to write it, so this pathetic thing here is the best I could do. Despite that, my friend in question has been very supportive and a very good friend, so this is the least she deserves. Happy Valentine's Day and ridiculously late birthday, my prep friend! Sorry its so short!

"Of course I have to screw up and put him in the hospital on Valentine's Day..." Yellow thought as she stared down at the unconscious raven-haired boy as he slept peacefully in his bed. Well, as peacefully as one can sleep after taking a Dark Pulse to the chest and getting stuck in a hospital bed. She cringed as she remembered the moments that got him into this mess.

"Yellow!" Red screamed before pushing Yellow out of the way of an oncoming attack. The girl could only watch in horror from the ground as the boy took the attack that was meant for her before falling to the ground.

"Red!" Yellow screamed with the same terrified voice he had used only a moment before. Finally being able to feel her legs again, she got up and scrambled over to him before falling down and screaming his name and shaking him, trying to wake him up. He opened his eyes for a moment and looked at her before closing them again. He wouldn't wake up again.

The good news is that after that, the battle ended fairly quickly. Yellow's powers allowed her Pokemon's levels to skyrocket due to her anger and that was basically the end of it. Maybe it should have made Yellow feel a little better. She didn't get to be the one to beat the bad guy very often, after all, but it didn't really make her feel any better at all. The guy was just an escaped criminal with a rare Hydreigon. He could have escaped for all she cared if it meant that Red wouldn't be lying in a hospital bed right now.

With a sigh, Yellow shoved a hand in her pocked and took out the crushed chocolate she had intended to give to him that very day. Of course, it had been crushed when Red that pushed her to the ground, saving her. Her crush crushed her chocolate that was meant for him... how ironic. She had taken pride in it too. Blue promised that "he wouldn't want to eat anyone else's chocolate ever again!" It was an adorable little Pikachu shaped chocolate with caramel filling. She could see the caramel bleeding out of the crushed Pikachu. Oh well. It still looked edible, at least. Heaving another sigh, she placed it on the table next to Red's bed.

"Yellow?" a voice whispered weakly.

The blonde almost jumped out of her seat in shock before she mentally slapped herself. Of course Red would wake up within hours of almost dying. When did the boy stay unconscious for more than a few hours?

"Red! Um...Hi. How are you feeling?" Yellow managed, trying to give her reassuring, friendly smile. Red stared at her for a moment before weakly replying, "I'm fine, Yellow. What happened to the criminal after I got knocked out?"

Right. Of course he's more concerned about the stupid criminal than his own health. Then again, she couldn't talk. Blue, Green, and even Red himself scolded her for the same selflessness.

"He's back behind bars, Red. There's nothing to worry about."

"Oh...That's good. You...weren't hurt, were you?"

She had to restrain herself from yelling "I should have been!" Seriously, she should have been lying in the hospital bed, not him. It would have been better that way. But no, she could never bring herself to be angry at Red, especially not for saving her. So she faked a smile at him and gave her best reassuring look.

"I wasn't hurt, Red... Thank you."

He was staring at her now like he wanted to say something, but he was either deciding against it or he was just too weak to say much at the moment. His gaze finally left her as he looked out the window for a moment before the chocolate caught his eye.

"What's this?" he asked.

"Um...chocolate." she answered lamely. After a moment, she sighed and explained, "I made it for you yesterday. It...kinda got crushed when you pushed me. Sorry..."

She could feel his eyes on her, but she kept hers on the floor next to his bed. There was an uncomfortable silence before Red finally spoke up.

"It wasn't your fault, Yellow. You did everything you could have. And honestly, I would rather be here than seeing you in this bed instead. So stop blaming yourself, okay?" Red managed a weak but meaningful smile as he said it. Yellow could feel her heart lift. Somehow Red saying it wasn't her fault made her believe it without question.

"Thank you, Red."

"Sure. But, um...can I ask one small favor?"

"What is it?"

"Can you make another one of those chocolates? I'm kinda hungry..."

Yellow paused, before she burst out laughing, feeling all the regret, anger and sadness leave her with that one very Red-like comment. He had that effect on her. He always had.

And that is it for now. I really wanted to write an Amourshipping one, but because I have no ideas right now, these three will have to do. I apologize to my friend for this one being the shortest one.

By the time I have this uploaded, Valentine's Day will be over, but I hope these three one-shots weren't too horrible for you! Hopefully I can start writing again now!