"We've been having the same dream then," Green stated out loud to himself. He couldn't help but wonder if it was the slightest bit possible that every dream he'd ever had with Red in it, that the champion dreamt too. 'No, that couldn't be true. It's not. The very idea that we had the same dream is a crazy one,' the brunette thought to himself.
"So Green," Red said, and Green was snapped back into the present, looking at the champion questioningly.
"What was the worst nightmare you ever had?" The ebony-haired male asked as if he was simply inquiring his favorite color.
Green blinked at him, trying to clear his head. His worst nightmare, it seemed reasonable, if they both had the same one, it would definitely be telling them something.
"It was cloudy, when suddenly it just started pouring down rain," the Viridian gym leader started," Everything was completely chaotic. Sirens blared, thunder boomed, and then one car pulled to a stop beside me. The window rolled down, revealing a freaky bald guy with tattoos trailing down his neck. He asked me if I knew where you were. This man was trouble, I could see it through the gun by his side, and the evil gleam in his eyes. He leapt out of the car as I began to dash off and tried to tell me to stop. There was no way in heck that I was listening to the creepy bald man, so I sprinted through alleys, around buildings, until I knew I had outran him. That's when I heard a hiccupping sob come from somewhere around me. There you were, alone, drenched, shivering, and shot through the leg. I picked you up, carried you to the hospital, but that's precisely when I woke up."
Red pulled his hat down over his eyes and stated," For the record, I wasn't sobbing."
Green reached across the smooth, glass table, tilting the champion's face back toward his.
"You're fighting tears now," Green murmured, watching the champion's ruby eyes try to banish the liquid filling up in them," But I think I can help that stop."
Red's head spun as the emerald-eyed teen stole his first kiss. Blushing, he kissed back as passionately as he could. The brunette playfully dipped his tongue into Red's mouth, enjoying the champion's taste. Red had grinned gleefully, (if you can while kissing), reaching under the table started to tease Green's pants, when the heard a familiar ring. They both pulled back, slightly rushed and faces still flushing, when they saw the former Hoenn champion approaching them.
"It has been awhile, hasn't it," Steven exclaimed, smiling.
"Uh, yeah, it has," Green agreed, stuttering, still dazed from their kiss.
Steven looked between the two trainers, as if he was noting something.
"Are you entering the Pokémon Tournament that's coming up?" Steven asked curiously.
"Yeah I'm registered," Green answered, "Hey Red, why don't you enter?"
"It's too late, registration ended yesterday. That's a shame though, when I saw you two I through the window I thought for sure that Red was in town because he entered the tournament. Now I'm guessing that you came for 'other' reasons. Am I right, Red?" Steven said, winking.
"That's not wh-"
"There's no need to be shy about it, Red," the rock collector cut him off, smirking.
"Yeah Red," Green agreed, grinning, "There's no need to be shy."
The ebony-haired teen rolled his eyes, and then settled them on the gym leader.
"Why didn't you come yesterday?" Red asked, slightly annoyed as realization dawned on Green's face.
"I could have sworn that registration ended later today," the brunette answered honestly.
"Well then, what are we waiting for? They might make a exception for the Kanto champion," suggested Steven.
"We are waiting for our food," Red stated matter-of-factly. Then, as if by some sort of sorcery their waiter arrived with their food.
"Oh, I see how it is," the former champion said, nodding, "You two are on a date!"
They both just looked at him expressionlessly.
"But you are, aren't you?"
Green slapped his forehead, and then proceeded to thank the waiter.
"I'll have coffee with extra cream and milk, please," Steven told the waiter and then sat down next to the ruby-eyed teen.
"You were not invited to this table," Green said.
"Well then," the rock collector said, "I invited myself."
After they had finished eating, Steven downing his coffee in one gulp, the former champion of the Hoenn region paid for all three of them shamelessly, despite the surprised looks he got from the other two. He then continued to walk them over to the tournament arena, which was just a few blocks away. What they weren't expecting, was a scene going on already inside.
"But Silver told me that registration ended later today!" A trainer said, looking quite frustrated. He was wearing a red jacket, black shorts, and a yellow and black hat which he was wearing backwards.
"Well then your friend must have given you false information," the cranky old lady stated unforgivingly.
"This just isn't right," the teen said, pulling out his pokegear and walking over to the wall.
Red went up to the lady, hoping he'd get better luck, just maybe. He told her his dilemma, Green and Steven on either side of him. Together, they made a pretty convincing bunch, yet that didn't throw off the grumpy woman.
"You heard what I told the other kid, no exceptions. It's your fault you didn't make it here on time, I'm not going through the trouble of getting you registered," the receptionist lady said.
The Kanto champion sighed to himself. Of course this would happen, if that whiny teenager hadn't been there before him, things may have been different. Although, he couldn't help but shake the thought that the trainer looked quite familiar.
"Looks like I'll just watch then," Red said, depressed.
"Cheer up," the brunette smirked," Now we have someone to be my cheerleader. We'll just buy you some pom-poms and you'll be good to go!"
"Yeah, that's the spirit!" Steven laughed.
The ebony-haired teen's eye twitched, "No way I'll ever be a cheerleader, not any day or any time."
"We were just joking," Green stated, "Hey Steven, do you know what day the tournament is?"
"Now I'm officially your calendar then, aren't I," Steven sighed, "The tournament is tomorrow."
"Already," the Viridian gym leader looked shocked, "I had no idea!"
"I'm sure you didn't," the rock collector said, smiling.
"C'mon, Red," Green exclaimed, "We have to go to my house and train!"
"Have fun with that!" Steven called after them as they hurried away.
Of course, the afternoon not only consisted of Green battling Red, but there was a bet as well. Whoever lost had to make dinner. The bet was made by the champion, who was feeling quite confident in himself that particular day. His Pikachu had ended the battle using its ultimate move, Volt Tackle. The brunette's Arcanine had already taken damage, and couldn't take the strength of Pikachu's electric attack, being the ending factor of their battle. The gym leader afterward stormed back inside, beginning to cook dinner.
"Spaghetti?" Red asked.
"Fine. I'll make you spaghetti, just go sit down at the table."
The Kanto champion had waited patiently, but when the food arrived he devoured it ravenously. The gym leader smiled at him, glad that his effort hadn't been wasted.
The things they did late that night were secrets that they'd always remember and never tell.
A/N: Thanks for reading, I know the ending was a little rushed, but I knew I had to get to bed so I was trying to wrap it up as fast as possible. Another thanks to Dragoliched and my partner in crime for helping me with the storyline :) I hope you liked it!
