Poké Oneshots [Requests Temporarily Closed]

Originalshipping

I call Red x Green from the game Namelessshipping. And Red x Green from the Manga Originalshipping. Idk if that's right but that's just how I do it I guess.

This chapter was requested by Dark_EeveeXx

This is my first songfic, so yay! Most people know this song from The Hunger Games, but frankly I've never seen or read that series. This is one of the few songs that I like that's in English (I'm a big jpop fan).

The song is "Safe and Sound" by Taylor Swift

Enjoy

"It's okay, we're going to be fine. Come on!" Green heaved Red onto his back with the help of Pearl who had been nearby at the time. Green put his hands around Red's legs, lifting him up off the ground. "Red, you have to hang onto me, you're going to fall!" the brunette shouted. The black haired males arms weakly wrapped around the other, he groaned, his hands limply clasping together.

Pearl stepped back, "Take care of him, I've gotta go, they need me." the blond said. Green looked over the younger dexholder, cuts and bruises covered him from head to toe. The injuries didn't seem to phase the boy, a determined look sharpened in his eyes as he nodded to the older dexholder.

Watching the younger boy run off, Green felt his stomach turn at the fact that even the younger, newer, dexholders were dragged into this. They were kids, but they were dragged into this sickening war. It left a bad taste in his mouth, but there was nothing he could do about that now.

Green walked on steadily, determined to get Red away from the conflict.

I remember tears streaming down your face, when I said, "I'll never let you go."

He felt Red shift on his back, and heard a hoarse voice, "Green why didn't you leave me. You could be killed." Red croaked.

"I would never leave you like that, idiot." Green grunted heaving him up a little bit on his back. He felt something warm hit his arms, it looked like tears. Red had never been one to cry, but Green couldn't blame him for breaking at a time like this.

When all those shadows almost killed your light.

Green couldn't imaging losing Red to this all. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but Red was the person who held the team together, the fighter that helped everyone else fight. They came up to a house, probably long evacuated. Green let himself in and took Red to a bedroom.

Laying the man down, Green set him down gently, trying not to make it any worse. Now that he had time to step back and assess it, Red's wound was pouring blood. Green ran to the kitchen looking for a towel.

He brought it back and wrapped the towel around his torso, the bright white towel being coated in an eerie crimson almost immediately. Green knew this house was a little was away from the battlefield. Red would be safe at least.

They needed him out there though, they needed every force they could get in this situation. The brunette turned to leave, passing by the bed.

I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone."

He felt something grab his wrist, and he turned to see Red reaching for him, "Please... Stay..." he coughed, "With me..."

Seeing his rival like this broke him. He was so beat up, cuts and gashes all over him. The life he knew in the man was gone, the light barely twinkled in his eyes.

But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight.

He was always on Red's case. He couldn't say that he always got along with him. But that didn't matter now. Emotions overthrew his pride, and he was okay with that. It didn't matter right now.