《Poké Oneshots [Requests Temporarily Closed]》Feelingshipping
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This is a oneshot that was requested by
The pairing is Yellow x Green from the manga.
I hope you enjoy!
Yellow sighed, putting Kitty back in her Pokeball. She wiped the sweat from her brow and huffed from the exertion. Today's training was hard. Not to say that training any other day wasn't, but for some reason she felt far more tired today.
"Done already?" a voice across the plateau shouted. She looked up to see the stone-faced brunette looking back at her without a drop of sweat hindering him.
How did he do it? They had been training for hours yet Green didn't look tired at all. Yellow was beginning to wonder of Green was human at all. Actually, that was a fact Yellow thought about quite a lot. Everything the boy did seemed almost robotic, and his facial expressions always remained unchanging.
Did anything ever phase him? Or was he just a cold hearted robot with an ever vacant expression. Growing up in Viridian, Yellow was keen on emotions and how important they were in life, so how could this man seemingly have none at all.
Was he training her out of pride? Pity? Nostalgia? Or was he just training her to kill time? She tried to search is dull gaze for any hint at any emotion, but she always ended up drawing a blank.
Yellow sat down on one of the rocks in the area, it was a desert after all. Yellow didn't know why but this was always Green's destination of choice when training was involved. So here she was, sitting on a rock, in the desert, with Green.
"Hey, you good?" the words held nothing, and if it weren't for the fact that he was even out here, she would doubt that he was actually concerned. She looked up and met just as lifeless eyes. Yellow pouted and rolled her eyes, heaving a gigantic, over-the-top sigh, "Fine."
Green took a seat next to her, "It's not like you to take that tone." he said plainly. She realized how frustrated she had actually sounded and gasped, "I'm sorry!" she stood up and bowed to the older dexholder, who put his hands up and told her to sit back down.
She sat down, exhaling deeply to calm herself down. She heard shuffling next to her, and her eyes led her to see Green pulling out some sandwiches. He held one towards her, not making eye contact as he took a bite of his own. Yellow studied his face, no reaction to flavor or anything like that. She couldn't even tell if he thought it was decent.
She took the sandwich, taking a bite out of it. The flavors that poured through the sandwich were absolutely delightful! She'd had many sandwiches before this one, and all of them had been good too, but nothing compared to the intense care taken into making this sandwich. She wasn't sure that you could even add that much flavor to a sandwich!
Here she was gushing over the sandwich, eating it with eyes that smiled, but Green swiftly finished his and stood back up to stretch. What was with him?
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"Where did you get this amazing sandwich?!" she could hardly believe what she was eating, "Did you make it?!" she gasped. He sat back down, "Of course not. Daisy made it. She always makes me lunch when I go out to train." he said, crossing his arms.
"I'll have to visit her sometime and ask her for the recipe." Yellow hummed licking her lips. "You do that." he said, releasing his Charizard from its Pokeball, "I've gotta fly, talk to me whenever you need another round of training." he stated leaving Yellow behind in awe.
Yellow gobbled up the rest of the delicious sandwich, and healed Kitty for the flight home.
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It had been three days since she had trained with Green, each day she was plagued with the fact that she hadn't seen one emotion come from the man. She had asked Blue about it, and she had told Yellow that he seemed to get ticked at her whenever she stole his stuff, and he always had sort of a competitive edge to him when Red was involved, and Yellow realized that she didn't hang out with him nearly as much as the other dexholder did.
Yellow looked at her Pokedex. It was 11:25, almost time for lunch. Considering the fact that she hadn't eaten breakfast this morning, Yellow's stomach growled considerably in discomfort.
With her thoughts on Green, her mind drifted back to that delicious sandwich. She licked her lips at the thought of that scrumptious taste. Usually Red was the one who was all about food, Yellow didn't really think about what she ate all that much, but that sandwich was pretty great, and she was pretty hungry.
What better time than now to drop by Daisy's and ask for the recipe?
Yellow pulled out Kitty's Pokéball and flew off towards Pallet town.
Upon arriving she landed in front of the house marked "Oak" and proceeded to knock on the door.
To her surprise the door was answered by a tall man with brunette hair. Her small eyes, met sharp, jade ones as his vacant stare bored into her soul.
"Hey Yellow." he said, opening the door further, seemingly to let her in. "Hi Green." she replied meekly.
Yellow heard a voice in the kitchen, "Did you finally get yourself a girlfriend Green? I thought I heard a girl at the door." Daisy walked into the room holding a pan and spatula.
Green shot her a glare, his ears turning red, "It's Yellow, and no I didnt." he said.
"Aww that's a shame, and here I thought I could get you out of the house." Daisy teased and Green scoffed.
"Whatever, I'm going to the bathroom." he strolled down the hall and Daisy snickered to herself.
Meanwhile, Yellow stood baffled, still at the door. In just ten seconds, Green had shown more emotion that she had ever seen him show before. Yellow felt her face get hot as she recalled the way his ears had drastically changed color.
"So what brings you here, Yellow?" Daisy's voice brought her back to reality. She blinked several times stammering.
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"Oh uh, yeah. I um- I was gonna ask you about a recipe." she finally said, she slapped her cheeks while Daisy wasn't looking, willing the pink on her face to go away.
"What recipe? I've got lots." she chuckled continuing to stir her food.
"Well, Green shared this sandwich with me a couple days ago and it was absolutely amazing. When I asked he said that you made it, so here I am." Yellow rocked on her heels, trying to keep her mind in one piece while she was here.
"Oh that's why he needed two sandwiches this time." Daisy smirked at her, "It's pretty simple, I'll write you down the recipe." she waved, "Meanwhile, what's got you all worked up? Don't think I didn't catch you stumbling over your words earlier." she pried.
Yellow put her hands up and waved her off with a scarlet face, "It's nothing!" she answered a little too insistently. When Daisy held the sarcastic look on her face, Yellow sighed and conceded defeat.
"Earlier when Green stormed off, that was the most emotion I've ever seen come out of him." she confessed, "It was just shocking, and kinda nice to see since he's always cold faced." she told Daisy who just nodded her head.
"I can help you with that if you want." Daisy said, and Yellow practically did a double take.
"You've got a thing for my brother right? So I'll help!" she laughed, trying to talk lower just in case Green could hear her.
Yellow became a bumbling mess, stumbling as she tried to come up with something to counter what Daisy had just said. She thought long and hard.
This was her chance. She could see many more sides of Green if she took this opportunity. She might never get another chance like this. Who better to help her than his own sister? She had been with him far longer than anyone!
Yellow pushed down her blush once more and nodded shyly to Daisy. Daisy in turn just smirked.
"Okay so when he sits down on the couch, poke him in the ribs." She chuckled, trying to hide the sneaky look on her face.
"Why the ribs?" Yellow asked, really confused on how this would help.
"He's reeeeeally really ticklish in the ribs." she whispered. "I'll handle the rest after that." Yellow gasped and chuckled with Daisy, feeling a slightly more evil side of her creep in.
She sat down on the couch, stifling the laughter she felt rising at the thought of Green being ticklish. All sneaky and playful feelings vanished when Green entered the room again. She felt her temperature rise and suddenly she felt like she couldn't do this.
Green sat down on the couch with her, staring at the ceiling.
Yellow saw Daisy out of the corner of her eyes giving her a thumbs up and she gulped. She tried to think of excuses she could give after she did it, she didn't know how Green would react and suddenly this plan seemed less than ideal.
She took a deep breath, and reached over and poked the dexholder in the ribs, eliciting a yelp from the older male. Green jumped at the sudden, unwanted contact and Yellow just sat there eyes wide at what had just happened.
Green looked over at her with a questioning gaze, his ears pink and his cheeks starting to become a little pink too when he realized the god forsaken noise he had just made.
When Yellow realized he was staring, she quickly jumped up off the couch, "Sorry! There was some fuzz on your shirt! I didn't mean to startle you!" she babbled her face just as pink as Green's.
"It's fine." he grunted, putting on a scowl that was less than menacing due to the color of his face.
Yellow heard a loud guffaw from the kitchen, and she looked over to see Daisy doubled over, tears practically streaming from her eyes. "Oh Arceus you don't know how great that was!" she said between laughs, fanning the tears from her eyes. "Even I haven't heard you make that noise before!"
She gasped for air and she wiped her eyes vigorously. Green's entire face flushed.
"Sorry, I thought your I'd give your girlfriend some helpful tips!" she laughed even louder. He was absolutely going to have a word with her later, but for now he needed to save himself from further embarrassment.
Yellow just stood, trying her best not to laugh as well. She felt Green grab her wrist and pull her towards the door, "I'm walking Yellow home!" he growled throwing open the door, pulling the small girl along behind him.
When they got outside they could still hear the bubbly laughter coming from his sister inside. Green sighed leaning against the wall next to the door. He put his arm over his eyes and released his hold on Yellow.
She rubbed her wrist, still distraught by everything that just went down.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to drag you out of there like that." Green rubbed the back of his neck. He heard a giggle in front of him, and opened his eyes to find Yellow bursting with joy.
"Sorry, it's just so nice to see you actually showing your feelings." she stopped laughing and suddenly became shy, "It'd be nice to see more of your emotions..." she trailed off, realizing how cheesy she sounded.
She shut her eyes, waiting for a response, when she felt something ruffle her hair. She winced opening her eyes, when Green brushed her bangs aside to plant a kiss on her forhead.
Her eyes met his and for a moment, they seemed to soften. He turned his head and grabbed her hand again, slowly taking her in the direction of her home. She could see his face, but his ears had returned to the scarlet that they had been. She smiled and picked up the pace walking next to him.
She had a feeling she'd see a lot more emotions in the future.
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