A.N. Well, this one goes out to FedoraForever!

You were once a person of glass,

seen through

but never noticed.

I saw the pale pink aura of

happiness

and knew that you were

something more.

Something beautiful.

Something like

Morganite.

"Are ya sure that this is somethin' ya wanna do?" The Junior with crystalline eyes growled. Her sharpened canine dug into her bottom lip and Yellow was slightly surprised to see that no blood appeared.

"Of course." The Healer nodded, mouth set in a small frown. For Red. It was all for Red.

"Well, Ruby's excited." Sapphire scoffed. "The little pansy. He lives for opportunities like this."

"S-Sapphire. You've been under his complete control before... is it scary?" Yellow gulped, imagining wearing something from Blue's closet, short, tight, and evocative.

"Very."

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"First thing's first." Ruby grinned, seating Yellow into a stiff black chair with a bit more force than necessary. He fished his glasses from his shirt pocket and delicately let them rest on his sharp nose. "Your hair." Yellow wasn't quite sure, but she swore she could've heard something of an evil chuckle under his breath.

"As gorgeous as it is," Ruby continued. "Ponytails are so last never." Ignoring a wince from Yellow, Ruby tore off her straw hat, tossed it aside like a Frisbee, and forcefully removed the ponytail holding Yellow's golden locks, pulling strands of hair from her head. Ruby smiled to Yellow's reflection in the looking glass in front of the two Dex Holders and plucked a scarlet hairbrush from off the vanity that was burdened with a plethora of beauty supplies. With graceful strokes, Ruby ran the brush through Yellow's hair, humming some unknown tune.

Ruby set the chair to lean back, Yellow's hair spilling like a golden cascade into an empty basin. "So, Yellow, you're doing this to impress a certain Senior?" Ruby smirked, turning a faucet so that water rushed into the basin, soaking Yellow's hair.

Yellow's response was a deep blush and a gurgle that sounded similar to, "Uh, uh, yeah."

Ruby only chuckled and vigorously washed her hair with a solute that smelled like lilacs.

As Ruby dried Yellow's hair and rolled it up in pin curls, conversation came easy. They laughed and talked about the beauty of Pokémon and how sinister battling could be at times. The Healer pondered to herself why Sapphire would be so against Ruby. In all actuality, this makeover wasn't so bad, Ruby now trying his best to be gentle.

"I guess, it's just that Sapphire doesn't understand my need for peace between Pokémon." Ruby shrugged, as if reading her mind.

Yellow stiffened then gave a relaxed smile. "Don't worry, Ruby." The boy seemed to pause at the sound of his name. "I understand. Pokémon are such beautiful creatures, mostly untainted by war. Don't people already inflict enough carnage on other people? Why drag Pokémon into this?"

Ruby gasped and slowly pulled his mascara-holding hand away from Yellow's face, his cheeks tainted with the color of roses.

"Exactly." he breathed with a faraway look in his eyes. He shook his head, as if to dispel stray thoughts, and turned away from Yellow. "Just one last thing." he muttered, fetching a dress-cover from a table behind him. "Wardrobe."

He zipped open the slip and shoved a pile of cloth into Yellow's hands, avoiding her honey eyes all the while. He nudged her into the changing room, muttering inaudible things to the Healer.

"Ruby?" a soft whisper came from behind him. The fidgeting Coordinator whipped around and his breath hitched in his throat.

Yellow was sporting a soft pink blouse, frills lining the sleeves and hem. Swishing at her knees was a lacy, snow-white skirt, flowers embroidered on the fabric. Her hair was tickling her hips, a soft honey color so gorgeous; Ruby had never seen anything so pure, so golden. But looking into her namesake eyes, eyes that he left alone to let their natural beauty shine, his heart did a stutter of sorts. Because Ruby knows natural beauty, almost better than he knows the superficial world. And he knows that this girl needed nothing that he had offered.

"Think Red'll like it?" Yellow mused, eyes glued to her white flats. She shifted her weight between each foot, her fingers brushing at the skirt. Ruby's heart sunk a little.

"Well yeah. He'd be stupid enough not to notice you know! I mean, he was so dense to not see you before…" Ruby sighed and removed his spectacles, slipping them back into his shirt pocket with gloved-hands. "Yellow. I don't say this to many people, mainly because it's a stab at my pride… but you didn't need this. You didn't need any of this."

There was a movement of sorts, and when Ruby looked up, it was honey eyes that he met. A smile graced her peach lips, a warm pink etched on her cheeks. "Thank you. Really, thank you." She chucked, lacing her fingers with Ruby's. He gasped a little, but his features slid into a calm smile.

He delicately placed a kiss on her forehead, and laughed as she tensed and gave a soft squeak. "Mmm. Yeah, I think Red'll like it."

"Sorry, who?" She giggled.

Morganite: A pink transparent variant of beryl, used as a gemstone.

A.N. I am so sorry that it's ben forever and a half. Things got complicated… but when I was looking through my docs, I found this unfinished. So I slapped on a crappy/overdue ending and here it is! Please forgive me… I'll try to be more on it, kay?

So… any requests now?