Title: Fans

Rating: K or K+ I guess...

Words: 929

Notes: Oneshot, posted as a request on tumblr (by me [aggressionbread])

Genre: Romance/Friendship.

Summary: Green and Red try to go on a relaxing vacation, but they're constantly followed.

"I just wanted to travel in peace," Green groaned, adjusting his baseball cap to cover more of his face. Red looked back to glare at the group of girls who were pretending not to follow Green.

"We'll be in Vermilion soon," the red eyed male said reassuringly.

"This, Red, is why we don't travel."

"We would've been fine if we hadn't traveled by foot."

"How was I supposed to know they were gonna follow us from Saffron!" Green pulled a pair of sunglasses out from his bag and adjusted them carefully on his face. It wouldn't be much longer anyway. Vermilion's buildings were already peeking out from the tops of the trees lining the path. Red went to reach for Green's hand but remembered their followers and decided against it.

"Umm, Green Oak?" A voice from the group spoke up. Green froze in his tracks, and then turned slowly. He sighed and removed his sunglasses. "I knew it! I thought I saw you in Saffron, and I just…Wow, it's so great to meet you! Could I maybe umm…Could I get your autograph?" Well, just one couldn't hurt, right? The brunette accepted a pen from the girl and made a quick scribble in the notebook she held out. She squealed and skipped off happily, but the other fans in the crowd took that as an OK for them to approach.

"C'mon," Red urged. He grabbed Green's hand and sprinted towards the city.

Panting slightly, the pair entered the hotel lobby and approached the desk. Five blocks and a couple of sharp turns had managed to shake off Green's little fan club, Red just hoped that no one would find out where they were staying. "I'd like to check in," Green said cautiously.

"Sure. What was your last name, sir?" Green looked around and leaned in closer to the man.

"Oak," he whispered.

"Right. Let me just find you- Ah, there we go, standard room for Green Oak was it? We'll bring up your bags for you. Here are your room keys." He slid two cards across the reception desk. "Enjoy your stay!" Red took the cards and pocketed them before motioning over to the couches in the lobby. A few people's heads had perked up at the mention of 'Green Oak' and were observing him closely.

The two exited the building quickly, trying not to draw any attention to themselves. Green put the sunglasses back on and Red had decided that it was safe enough to take Green's hand.

The air was cool and refreshing, mixed with a hint of spray from the sea. The sky was a pale blue; a few fluffy, white clouds wandered aimlessly. "I hear the sunsets are great here, Red. Red?" The dark haired man let go of Green's hand quickly. "Red? Are we be-" Red nodded quickly and made a sharp turn around the corner. Damn. Followed again? Don't look back, don't look back, they'll go away, they'll- Red picked up his pace a bit more, almost running now. It's just one or two fans, they can't keep up forever, please, please be gone. Green looked over his shoulder quickly. It was a camera crew. Of course it just had to be a camera crew. A groan escaped the Viridian leader's mouth.

Red was quickly making his way back to the hotel room, dragging Green along with him. Neither of them dared to look back again. As they approached the building, they slowed down a little to avoid drawing any more attention to themselves. The crimson eyed male sprinted toward the elevator, frantically pushing the blinking up arrow. Green grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him up the back stairs. They didn't hear any footsteps behind them, but they hurried anyway. Red fumbled for the room key in his back pocket as they reached the third floor. Spotting their room number, Red dashed toward the door, swiping the card through the slot with a click.

"Well, we're trapped here forever," Green said dramatically as he shut the door behind him.

"I'm sure we can still enjoy the rest of this vacation…"

"You see what happened last time we left? We couldn't even have a full-length walk! Maybe if we sneak out in the middle of the-"

Knock, knock.

"Crap," Green tried his best not to curse and ran over to the peephole in the door. It was a camera crew. Maybe if I just talk for a bit they'll go away. The door creaked open slowly, and Green poked his head out. "Can I help you?" he asked calmly.

"Ah, Green Oak, we heard you were visiting with the Pallet champion, Red. Could we please just get a quick interview with you if you don't mind?" Green glared into the camera for a second. "Uhh, I mean, we're really just trying to relax, so if you don't mind, I would rather-" Red was fed up. He stormed over to the door and grabbed Green by the waist.

"This is my boyfriend, and I'm afraid we're a bit busy at the moment." He gave Green a light kiss on the cheek before shutting the door on the rather shocked reporters. "Problem solved," Red stated. Green moped over to the bed and buried his face in his hands.

"That's gonna end up on T.V." He groaned.