Mixed Colors [Pokemon Fanfic]

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CHAPTER TWO

; Red

"Red-kun!" the professor woke me out of my daze. My eyes shot open, blurring into focus. I looked around, almost forgetting that I was in Professor Oak's lab, chatting with him about my future career as a Pokemon trainer. I sighed, but little enough to not cause any notice to the old man. I probably spaced out while he talked. Red, I thought to myself. You gotta pay more attention to people. You're really anti-social nowadays.

"Right." I answered, snapping to attention then averting my eyes to focus on something else, humiliated. How long was I...? "I was only wondering about the things you said, of course..." Even though that was not entirely true. I just need more time to think about why I have thoughts on Green instead. I noticed the Professor staring at me, trying to catch onto my thoughts. My expression must have been wonderful.

"So!" I grabbed his attention away from my thoughts with a jolt, his eyes now fixed on me. I remembered some of the places and words he mentioned earlier about Kalos and taking a journey through there. "About Kalos... I'm not sure about travelling alone. It's a region foreign to Kanto, right? I don't think that I will be comfortable--"

"Well good, because I have force-- asked Green to come with you." the professor answered, actually confident in doing exactly that.

That took a while for me to process, to say the least.

Why send me and Green, of all people, together on a dangerous journey? I seemed too shocked from his answer to find out. Green, probably the trainer I hated most but idolized anyway, will appear in my life yet again. His snobby self bragging the whole way, probably asking for a battle every single second of the trip, fantastic! Just what I've always wanted! But there was something not right about him coming along, other than being my long-term rival.

"Green?" my eyebrows knit together. But whether this acted out of anger or confusion, I did not seem so sure to know. "But... Professor! Why him? He is - Even after..." I wanted to say, Even after that day in the forest, we still argued and couldn't barely stand three minutes next to each other. I don't think either of us can handle the other. But, "Isn't he supposed to be studying to become a researcher?" came tumbling out of my mouth instead. Ahahaha, I hate myself.

This caught the Professor's attention. "What? No, of course not! Why would he do that?" the old man laughed. He was definitely plotting something... I was indeed suspicious of him. "He is uh... He is still just like you! Working to become the greatest trainer! W-Why would he give up?"

"Okay. I get it. But Professor, are you sure? Last time I saw him, he was pretty sure that being a researcher was better than being a trainer." Memories were recalled, short scenes that played in my mind. "Wow, he made such a big deal, I doubted he would ever change his mind."

"N-No! He decided to follow your dreams. Probably out of rivalry. Right?" He paused for a moment, as if collecting words. "I think it's time for you to go. I do expect to see you and Green at the Pokemon Center in an hour for planning, and perhaps meeting each other for the last time before we part." His words slurred together. Honestly, did he have a fever?

With that, he left me alone. I was thinking about the plans he already made with Green. There were so many questions that found it's place to settle in my thoughts. I finally waved it off, and walked to a nearby bar I used to go to with my parents. I ordered some barley tea to take some stress off my shoulders.

A cold shadow passed over me just when I took my eyes off the counter for a second. I froze in place, paralyzed. "Just some water. Yeah. Okay. Thanks," a voice replied to the waitress who was speaking to him. My eyes widened to the sound of the voice, and more importantly, towards the speaker himself. After some time of wondering what ever he was doing here; I decided to stand up and turn towards Green.

He smirked at me and crossed his arms. "Always a coincidence where we end up, huh?" His green eyes were fixed on my brown ones for that moment, but in a smug way. Back on the rivalry train we go!

After a moment of awkward silence and awkward staring, Green took his water and sipped it to avoid me. "I didn't know you came here."

"Neither did I," I answered. "You... come here a lot, or--?" Curiosity etched its way into my voice.

"Yeah," Green said. We stood in silence, both waiting for the other to speak up. He opened his mouth to speak, "We need to talk, Red. Soon. I don't know if you asked my grandfather to do anything, but most likely, it might've been you." I eyed him confused.

"About my grandfather?" he asked, his eyes fixed on mine. I shook my head, still puzzled. He sighed, irritated.

"About that stupid journey." I still squinted my eyes as if he were delusional.

"You know what, never mind," he grunted in frustration. "Smell you later," he mumbled, walking away from me and towards the door, his arm brushing against my shoulder, causing me to flinch.

And that was when I finally understood. He thought I was the one to blame.