Red X Blue Reguri / NamelessShipping Fanfic

Part One!

TIME TO ADD A NEW STORYYYYYYYYY~!

RED'S POV

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I crossed my arms. Blue was late.

Again.

My patience with the man was wearing thin- I know he can do better. But, since his falling-out with the professor, he hasn't been himself.

Alcohol can do that to a person.

My silence doesn't help either. Since I don't talk anymore, I usually listen to Blue, and his conversations are far from sober these days.

It's awful to watch.

All I can do is watch.

I saw his car pull up, and he stumbled out, holding a bottle.

-Are you REALLY driving with a bottle of GIN?! - I signed furiously.

"Actually... it's whiskey...." Blue slurred, leaning against the car hood.

- That's not my point! I told you you had to be sober for this! -

"Well, nowadays I'm far from sober, aren't I? Whatever. I'm not as far gone as you think I am."

He smiled his charming smile, and I screwed up my face, trying not to just give in and smile along.

Blue looked across the parking lot for a moment, and threw his half-empty bottle of whiskey at a big rock on the curb. It shattered into millions of little shards.

- Blue! -

"What? I got rid of it, didn't I?"

I sighed and went to go help him walk- he said he wasn't far gone, but I really didn't believe him. Blue hugged me, not understanding.

This is going to be a long night.

***

We were sitting in a booth together, Blue's head on the table, and our sides pressed into each other. I messed with his hair, running my fingers through it.

I sighed.

Blue raised his head. "Wanna... go... home..." he muttered, leaning against me.

- Not yet. -

" Whyyyyyy? I'm bored and tired..."

- And drunk. Just a little longer, and I'll take you home. -

"Auuuugh. Fine."

Blue put up with it for all of five minutes.

Then he passed out and I carried him to my truck. I could bring him back to get his car later.

I shook Blue's shoulder gently once we were in my truck, and he opened his eyes.

"What?"

- How did you fall out with the professor? -

"He didn't like who I'd chosen to marry."

- Oh. -

"Yeah."

- Who- -

"No one. They would never accept anyway-"

- They? Is it not a girl? -

"Uhhhhh..."

- It's not... Who is it- -

"You're not mad..." He murmured. "He's not... Know what? I'm not telling you. Just drop it."

- But Blue, I could help- -

"No... I said... no..." He was drifting off again. I sighed, turned the key in the ignition, and started driving.

***

As soon as I reached his house, I unlocked Blue's door with his spare house key, and found every bottle of alcohol- whether it be gin, whiskey, wine, you name it- and drained all the bottles. Then I chucked them all into my truck bed.

I went and got Blue, and laid him down in his bed. He woke for a few minutes to take his shoes off, and take off his belt, but otherwise he was still asleep.

He started twitching and whining after a while though, and I sighed. This happened every time. I would have to get in the bed with him, and hold him until he quieted. If I tried to get up, he would cling to me like a lifeline. I kicked off my shoes, and crawled into the sheets.

Blue wrapped his arms around me, and I cuddled him close. I didn't mind it at all.

Pikachu scrambled across Blue's bedside table, and knocked down a pokeball. It opened.

***

Blue's POV

I really wasn't as wasted as Red thought. I saw - just barely - Pikachu knock Abra's pokeball to the floor, and felt the presence of Abra's telekinesis in my head.

Hello Abra.

Hello Master.

What did I tell you about calling me Master?

Sorry Master.

Abra teleported in front of my face- though I didn't open my eyes, I knew Abra was there.

Abra? Can you hear me? That was Red's mind-voice, suddenly connecting with Abra's- and with mine. I completely shut every thought out. Silence filled my head. I heard Abra answer.

Yes, I am here, Master Red.

Master is not a title I deserve. Tell me, what is Blue thinking at the moment?

I mumbled and turned, trying to hide my face without making it look obvious that I wasn't asleep.

Would you like me to project his dreams? At the moment he is thinking nothing. Simply dreaming.

Yes.

Abra's awesome. I did my best to think of a scenario, and imagined it in my head. Abra found a blank spot on the wall and projected it.

I was walking through the street, looking around. There was a velvet box in my pocket, and I fingered it, thinking without words. I saw someone on the street, and yelled for them without sound.

The person turned around.

Red.

I hugged him- imagination him, of course- and looked up at him. He smiled, and pushed me back a little after a moment. I started talking, rushed sentences all jumbling together. Red laughed, and signed a question. I smiled warmly at him, and got down on one knee. I opened the velvet box, and he accepted with a wide smile.

This was what I really wanted, more than anything. More than Father and I making up. I wanted him to love me.

But he would never.

WAIT I JUST SHOWED HIM THAT-

**This is all I have so far! Another update is soon to come!**