Best Kept Secret - Viridian City - Elijah

[RED]

[atrb=style,border: 2px dotted #660013] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ccccd3] Red - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Selective Talking ... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It had been hot all day; or at least to Red it had been. He thanked Arceus that it was finally night. Not only was the temperature cooler, but his chances of being found were slimmed down. It was rare to find the mountain hermit outside his cave, but he knew he had to start opening up. Plus, he was down here to meet a single person. A small secret Red had; a forbidden romance that tasted so sweet yet so bitter. But it made Red feel…rebellious. And hey, even heroes have a naughty side, right? Pikachu was on Red’s shoulder as usual, a yawn coming from the rodent’s mouth. It was starting to get late, but Red didn’t seem to mind. He was too anxious to feel even a bit of drowsiness. It wasn’t the fact that he was meeting Elijah; more so the fact that they were seeing each other somewhere other than Red’s place up on Mount Silver. It was out of his comfort zone, but he knew he couldn’t stay up there forever. Besides, this might be good for him. In some way. He was currently in a deserted building, an insolated place in Viridian City. Red used to go to the building to play with his childhood friend, Blue; but Red was now 100% sure Blue no longer went to the old, run down place. He was probably too busy with gym leader duties or something. Well, at least that means Red and Elijah wouldn’t be getting caught. He didn’t know how he opened up to the other male so easily; especially since they had such a difference in beliefs. Elijah being a “bad guy” and Red being a “hero”, no one could’ve guessed these two were together. Which was convenient, actually. If either of them got caught, it could mean much damage on Red’s hero image; and it could mean damage on Elijah’s main job. It would be a lose-lose situation if the beans got spilled. And Red was starting to actually feel a bit attached to Elijah. “Piiiikaaaa…” Pikachu groaned, causing Red to laugh softly. “You tired? Don’t worry, you’ll see your little sister soon. Maybe you two can nap,” he suggested to his partner. Red seemed to be able to talk normally to his pokemon, while with most people, he’s quiet and distant. He even kept quiet a lot with Elijah, though it was starting to change. It was a good thing. this plot page was made by cookie of on the edge if cookie catches you stealing this plot page she will personally hunt you down and rip out your spleen. so be a good honest person and don't steal. thankyou.

[ELIJAH]

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[atrb=border,0,true][rs=2][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #1e231e; width: 380px; border-right: 5px solid #0d100d; border-bottom: 5px solid #0d100d] Viridian Forest. In the morning it would've been a bustling place. Bird types fluttering through the air, or perched on trees, bug types wriggling on the ground or hovering by bushes and flowers. But at night it was completely different. The night sky gave a perfect view of the twinkling stars above, no bird types to obstruct the view. Most of the pokemon were asleep, save for a few hoothoot, who seemed content to watch whoever passed with their large vibrant red eyes from the safety of their hollows. For one Elijah Castaire, this suited him just fine. He wasn't here for the bug type, birds or even the night sky. He was here for Red. He wore his usual dark jacket, though had pushed back his hood earlier on, as he noticed there was no one for anyone to actually recognize him. Underneath his jacket, he wore a black shirt, with a large red R. He only wore it as a joke anyway, and was quite convinced that no one would arrest him for wearing a shirt from a team was supposedly disbanded. It was all an inside joke anyway. "Piii ~" Squeaked the Pichu in his arms, motioning him to go faster. Elijah smirked at the excited little mouse, her nose twitching as she sniffed the air. "Don't worry, they'll be there." He said to her, a reassuring smile on his face. The place they were headed to an old building, deep within Viridian, where close to no travelers ever passed. It was Red's place, or rather, it was he who knew about. The blond had only ever been to the deserted area once, but that was all it took for him to remember the way. His thoughts drifted to Red as he walked through the silent forest. The boy hardly needed introduction. He was the champion of Kanto, sought out by strong trainer in that strange mountain of his. He had visited him there before, spend some time in the solitary place, but those times were spare. There was no telling if there was going to be a surprise visitor and Elijah wasn't one to burden the other with himself. Time and time again, thoughts of actually breaking it off with the younger boy crossed his mind, but such things were shot down immediately. Elijah was, well, the selfish type, and the thought of Red being with someone else was.... Depressing to say the least. He blinked, finally seeing the old building, and a familiar pair standing by it. The urge to simply run at them came and passed, leaving the tall blond stuttering for words. He hadn't expected that at all, that sudden grip at chest. Xanthe, the Pichu, didn't notice at all. Leaping ahead of her trainer, she scurried off to her brother, tackle-hugging the older electric mouse on the top of her priorities. "Pi-Chu Chu." She squeaked out happily. Which left Elijah standing stupidly a distance away. He let out a short sigh and started walking, giving a tiny wave. "Hey there, Red." Glad that his voice didn't quiver as he had thought, he continued. "Sorry, we're late, got us some food~" said the tall blond, holding up a plastic bag, inside a couple of chinese takeout boxes. By now he was a couple of feet away from the other. He hesitantly drew neared, before placing his arms around the other in a hug. "Missed you." He managed to mumble out, letting out a sigh, letting the warmth of the hug wash over him.

[RED]

[atrb=style,border: 2px dotted #660013] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ccccd3] Red - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Selective Talking ... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Red’s stomach started to sink a bit as he realized how late it was getting; did Elijah forget? Did he just not…care? The raven haired champion bit his lower lip, looking around as he waited for the blonde to arrive. His gaze finally reached the ground, heaving a small sigh as he fiddled with his jacket a bit. Suddenly Pika jumped off his shoulder, meeting face to face with a certain pichu. Red blinked a bit as he watched the two greet each other joyfully, a feeling of relief sweeping over him. There’s only one thing the Pichu’s appearance could mean; Elijah was here. Red looked back up to see the blonde haired criminal making his way towards the silent trainer, looking at the food for a moment. He nodded, taking the bag of Chinese food in his hands. He blushed a bit, looking up at the other male. He didn’t smile, though; his smiles were usually hidden or saved for special occasions. He examined the bag for a moment; he was hungry, anyways. Red’s concentration wasn’t on the food, though. He couldn’t think very well. But that’s how it always went when Elijah was around. “Oh…thanks…” he said quietly, putting the bag down on the ground for a moment before he was hugged. He wrapped his arms around the older male slowly, hesitantly burying his face into the blonde’s shoulder. He tightened his embrace slighty, trying not to slip a smile. The hug was warm and comforting; Red couldn’t help but feel safe. “Missed you, too…” this plot page was made by cookie of on the edge if cookie catches you stealing this plot page she will personally hunt you down and rip out your spleen. so be a good honest person and don't steal. thankyou.

[ELIJAH]

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He felt the pair of arms wrap around him, relief spreading through him. Arceus! Had he really been holding his breath, waiting for the smaller man to hug him back? Hell, that worried him a bit but that was how he had felt. His heart seemed to beat twice as fast Red pressed his face closer to his body. He was thankful that it was dark, or else it would've been painfully obvious that he was blushing. He let out a shaky chuckle to himself, though Red would've heard it from how close they were. Was he suppose to be disappointed or happy that he wasn't able to control himself as he usually could whenever around Red's gaze. For him, his ability to throw his emotions, his ability to lie through his teeth, and place on a different persona was one he needed to survive. In front of Red's sight, he felt... Bare. He had known it from the moment they spoke from each other, that he couldn't pull on a fake mask and speak normally, not without faltering and making a fool of himself in more way than one. His silence didn't show that he had nothing to say, rather, Elijah could tell that it was because the other didn't want to speak. Perhaps it was because he had no need to please others, unlike Elijah who had to present himself in the most acceptable manner he could be.

And for some reason, the silence comforted him too. Simply being with one another was enough, minimal words were exchange because somehow, both came into understanding that words meant close to nothing. For the blond, who always had to use words to get what he wanted, to manipulate others into doing what he wanted, it was a sort of relief. It meant that he had nothing to forcefully take from him, instead, he simply accepted whatever was given.

"Oh hey, I've got something to show." Elijah said brightly, withdrawing his arms he fiddled with the zipper of his jacket, a mischievous smile on. He undid the zipper and held the two sides of the jacket apart, revealing the black shirt with the R on it. The R was something probably familiar to Red, who he knew fought of Team Rocket at some point. "It stands for Red." said the tall blond, chuckling to himself. "It was funnier in my head though... Arceus, I've probably just embarrassed myself..." He let out a low laugh, placing a hand on his face and the other dropping to his side in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

"So..." He murmured, in an attempt to steer away from from the moment of embarrassment. "What do you have planned for us this evening? Y'know, other than the food and the possibility of making out and cuddling~"

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[RED]

[atrb=style,border: 2px dotted #660013] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ccccd3] Red - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Selective Talking ... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The raven haired male blinked a bit at the other’s shaky chuckle, but didn’t think much of it. Maybe he was just tired? Either way, Red didn’t have much to worry about. Elijah seemed to be acting just fine – well…kind of. But it wasn’t anything too out of the ordinary. One thing Red didn’t have to fret about Elijah growing impatient with his silence; it wasn’t like the raven haired champion wasn’t saying anything at all, and he wasn’t saying too much, either. He didn’t really find the need to speak a lot; actions spoke louder than words, after all. And Elijah was one of the few that actually preferred his silent nature. That alone within itself was a comfort to Red. The blonde also added some spice to Red’s life. A small secret that made Red want more all the time. Of course he never vocalized it. He showed it. When he longed for more of the older male, he would do something about it when he saw him. They never had gone all the way; Red was almost afraid to. But it didn’t seem to matter this early, anyways. Well, at least that’s what the younger trainer was thinking. He wasn’t sure what Elijah wanted when it came to such an act, so he strayed away from the topic. He watched the other take a step back, staring at him confused until the other revealed his shirt with the oh-so-familiar large, red ‘R’ printed right on the front. Red couldn’t help but rub his temples at the other’s sorry excuse for a joke; but a small smile slipped onto his lips anyways. Red found it actually kind of…cute. He looked back up at him furrowing his eyebrows. “That was a lame joke…” he said quietly, that tiny smile not faltering. “…I was thinking…star gazing…” a blush started to form on the champion’s cheeks, averting his gaze for a moment. He felt embarrassed at the cheesy suggestion, but that was truthfully one of his plans. Oh well. this plot page was made by cookie of on the edge if cookie catches you stealing this plot page she will personally hunt you down and rip out your spleen. so be a good honest person and don't steal. thankyou.

[ELIJAH]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #1e231e; border-bottom: 1px dashed #60d360] » words » 391 » tags » Red » lyrics » all star by smashmouth » notes » my replies are getting shorter :| Green - Yellow -

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He hung his head low, a pout on his lips, but his expression quickly turned into a bright smile again. It was a nice thing, to be rewarded by one of those rare smile from the usually emotionless boy. It was... A happy little feeling, that made his heart flutter at the sight of the brunette's smile. "Heh. Always did love your honesty." He said, shrugging a little, before his glinted at Red's answer. Stargazing? "How romantic." He purred out, taking Red's hand in his and twining their fingers together, planting a quick kiss on the brunettes forehead. He gave the other a quick squeeze, before sitting down on the ground, trying to pull Red down as well. "We could eat first, and then stargaze... Seeing as the Chinese food and stars don't go too well together... Heh, sorry, I probably should have brought something classier instead? " He mumbled out, tracing random lines on Red's hand, eyes focused on the grass as he sat.

Well this was starting to get... Suggestive. Two lovers, alone at night, with no one to come bother them... For one thing, Elijah's imagination was going wild. It wasn't like he hadn't thought about it before, with or without Red, he was a man with needs after all. But after the usual bout of pros and cons, an a tiny amount of embarrassment, he would dismiss it. There was no reason to hurry, he would often tell himself, but the urges were there all the same, especially when was with the other. It was no help that Red's warm body was so close to his either, making him blush at his thoughts. He didn't think it was even dark enough to hide his reddening face anymore, although he was quite sure that it was just his paranoia running wild again. He squeezed Red's hand once more, letting coffee brown eyes meet deep red. He used his free hand to scratch the back of his head, a coy smile appearing on his features.

Attempting to distract himself from his own thoughts, he leaned over to pull the plastic bag with the food closer to them. Inside there were four boxes of noodles, and bunch of wooden chopsticks. "I was getting kinda hungry, so I bought a lot." He answered to the unasked question. "Let's start eating then?"

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[RED]

[atrb=style,border: 2px dotted #660013] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=ccccd3] Red - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Selective Talking ... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Red’s smile faded after a bit, but he still couldn’t help but feel giddy. The raven haired boy shrugged a bit, adjusting his hat slightly. The boy’s blush grew as the other stated how the idea was romantic; well, at least he didn’t laugh at him. Red was actually somewhat afraid that Elijah might’ve just laughed at the idea, thinking it was cheesy. Red never worried about anything, besides Elijah’s opinion. The champion had never lived to please anyone, but for some reason he would always fret about what his lover thought of him. Red was afraid to lose him, because for once, he had found someone he could finally talk to. Well…kind of talk to. And he didn’t want to lose that. Red sat down with the other man, removing his hat and putting it beside him. Pika’s ears twitched a bit, looking over back at his master and made a happy cry, rushing over to Red. He seemed to want some food, so Red gave his partner just that; a small amount of noodles, and some more to take over to his little sister. Pika scurried back over to his sibiling, Red watching them with a small smile for a moment before looking back, his face going straight again. He grabbed some chopsticks and rice, glancing up at Elijah. He froze for a second, shifting uncomfortably. Oh Arceus no. Not now. Red looked back down at his rice, starting to eat it slowly. His hands were shaky, face completely flushed pink. These feelings…they sometimes got the best of the silent champion. To the point where it would hit him randomly. Maybe it was that he hadn’t seen his lover in such a while that all the emotions, feelings and urges were hitting Red back in the face. But he’d always been able to hide his feelings, but he couldn’t mask his trembling body. “…Can I feed you…?” he asked quietly, continuing to eat his rice. His hand was still holding onto Elijah’s, causing his head to spin a bit. This was having more of an effect than he thought it would. this plot page was made by cookie of on the edge if cookie catches you stealing this plot page she will personally hunt you down and rip out your spleen. so be a good honest person and don't steal. thankyou.

[ELIJAH]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #1e231e; border-bottom: 1px dashed #60d360] » words » 470 » tags » Red » lyrics » all star by smashmouth » notes » >w> Green - Yellow -

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He found himself grinning as Red gave is Pikachu some rice and noodls, to share with his Pichu even. He gaze as Xanthe gladly accepted the pieces of noodles from her brother, nibbling on the pasta. Of course, he had already fed Pichu a few snacks on the way over, but that didn't stop her from happily munching on the food. "Heh, never told you this but the first time I saw you and Pika, the only thought in my head was 'What a nice Pikachu, I should steal it.'" He chuckled to himsef, plucking the memory in his head. he and Xanthe had been waiting by their hiding spot, ready to ambush whoever it was coming next. "It was a good thing, that Xan noticed it was her brother with you, else my ass would've been whooped." He said, pouting slightly, a bit peeved with that kind of thought, that he could've been beaten that easily, but he let that pass. "Plus, it would've made a bad first impression, eh?"

He tilted his head as he noticed Red shake a little, which made no sense to him. Was he cold? No, that wasn't it, way too warm for that. But he didn't think it was anything to worry about, assuming that the brunette would tell him if it was anything important anyway. He opened up the Chinese food box but couldn't really snap the pair of wooden chopstick he held, well, not with just one hand anyway. He opened his mouth to tell the other about this dilemma but paused as Red broke the short silence first with his request.

At first, Elijah thought he had heard wrong, because he gaped at Red. He was quite thankful he hadn't taken a bite of food yet because he was sure he would've been choking by now. He was also pretty sure that he was red as a tomato by now. "Th-That's alright with me." Ah, shit, why'd he even stutter! He tried to will his blush away but that failed pathetically. He glared at Xanthe, who giggled at him as she finished up her noodle. He sighed, heart thumping rather uncomfortably. Why was he getting nervous anyway? It was a normal couple thing... Only with Chinese food... And Red... Oh Arceus. His stomach grumbled in protest at the delay. Still fighting off the blush, he opened his mouth expectantly for the food.

This was such a new thing for the blond, who was all too used to taking care of himself. Sure, when he was a kid, he was pretty much pampered and spoiled to his heart's content, but ever since he had left that comfortable life, he had to fend for himself. Getting fed... Stirred up conflicting feelings. Still, he didn't move, and kept his mouth open for Red.

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