Author note: It looks like you guys want me to expand upon those sentences, so I guess I will! :) First up is the colour violet!

Warnings for this oneshot: Possible spoilers for Subspace Emissary, implied pairings.

Hope you guys enjoy! :)

Violet

The aura pokemon stood on the rooftops of Smash Mansion, his red eyes closed and in a meditative stance. It was an afternoon of the sun's golden rays beaming down upon Smash Mansion and things were going well. Quite a few of the Smashers had gone out of the Mansion to look around Smashville, since it was their day off; perhaps to go to a restaurant or shop for the newest clothes or video games. Others might have decided to go to the movies or to the amusement park. Lucario, on the other hand, decided to stay here at Smash Mansion and meditate.

He barely had any time the past week to meditate, since he had so many matches; one after the other. From Kirby, to Ike, to Sonic, to Wolf, to Bowser...

Ugh. That one match with Bowser... Neither Lucario or Bowser enjoyed getting a tie due to being blown up by a hidden Smart bomb that Bowser's fire breath and one of Lucario's aura spheres crashed into...

They both ended up in the infirmary for the past two days because of that incident. Lucario hoped that would never happen again. He was glad to finally get out of the infirmary and hang out with the other Smashers, he supposed. It wasn't really the greatest to be stuck in the infirmary, because he couldn't really meditate to the beeping of some of those machines hooked up to him.

"So...I'm not the only one who decided to stay at the Mansion whilst everyone else decided to go out."

Lucario opened his eyes and turned to face Mewtwo, who was standing a few paces away from him. The psychic pokemon slowy began to walk over to the aura pokemon.

"And what are you doing on an afternoon such as this?" Mewtwo's deep voice reverberated gently as the two faced each other.

"Meditating." Lucario responded. "I can't really meditate to beeping infirmary machines; so I'm glad to finally get out of there."

"I suppose that's a good reason." Mewtwo replied, nodding once. "Of course, it's so much like you to try to get back to a normal schedule after a setback such as the smart bomb incident. It must have been so irksome when you were bedridden."

The other pokemon shrugged. "It wasn't too bad, I guess...I got to watch the matches on the television. Pikachu and some of the other Smashers came to visit while I was stuck in the infirmary, too, so it wasn't too boring."

"That's good to know." The two fell silent, unsure of what to say next.

The aura pokemon couldn't help but stare into the other pokemon's deep violet eyes, so calm and quiet. Despite the look in Mewtwo's eyes, Lucario knew that he could be highly destructive if provoked enough. He was not a Smasher you wanted to mess with. Pit learned that the hard way after accidentally hitting him with a water ballon.

It was interesting, Lucario supposed, how their attacks were somewhat similar and that their appearances, especially the eyes, differed; Lucario's crimson hues contrasting greatly with Mewtwo's dark violet ones. He hadn't really noticed that until now.

Eventually, after a period of moments (or minutes, depending on your point of view), Lucario came up with a question, a conversation starter.

"What are you doing on an afternoon like this, Mewtwo?"

The psychic seemed taken aback slightly, having not expected such a question, but he answered quickly.

"Just thinking, really."

Lucario grinned a little. "Isn't that what you always do? Think?" He teased a bit.

"Well at least now I have time to clear out my thoughts about the past few days, considering how chaotic it was when the smart bomb incident happened, as well as the usual Captain Falcon versus Snake for the sake of trying to win Samus' heart. As if she's ever going to fall for them." Mewtwo spoke, chuckling a bit. "I never thought the tournament could ever get this crazy, even back in Melee."

After the Subspace Emissary, Crazy Hand, who had decided to take over the tournament since Master Hand was deceased, decided to let the Melee fighters come back. The old fighters got meet the new fighters, new friendships and possible romance had been created (though the bond between Zelda and Link was nothing new, considering that pretty everyone knew they had a crush on each other except for said two).

Lucario had been pretty nervous before he met Mewtwo. After all, the aura pokemon had technically been a 'replacement' for Mewtwo during the Brawl Tournament for close to unknown reasons. When they met, though, it was on the rooftops, and on a golden afternoon such as this. They had bonded and become pretty close companions with each other, and teamed up together for the battles when they were able to.

Since then, Lucario had been going to the rooftops to meditate instead of staying in his own room. He didn't know why, really, but instinct just pulled at him to keep going up there to meditate...Even if it was a scorching hot day when the aura pokemon would rather stay inside, considering he was part Steel-type.

Maybe, Lucario thought as he and Mewtwo revelled in the silence of the afternoon, it was because he kept hoping to see those dark violet hues from the psychic pokemon's eyes. Maybe.