Hiya, people! So this was going to be part of Song Fic Collection, but it got too long and too good for just that, so I have made it a story. So you will see parts of it in the beginning that are from Don't Stop Believing, by Journey.

This IS an AU (Author's Universe), so no actual Pokémon. Just a heads-up. Also, the story is separated with the lines and all, but it's all in third person. For the first three-quarters or so of it, it is a bias third person. You'll get what I mean when ya read it.

Green is the guy, and Blue is the girl.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, its characters, or the song Don't Stop Believing.

Yellow, Yellow, Yellow. She was just a lonely, small town girl. Just living her life - of which she felt she had no purpose, no drive, no use - in a repeated cycle, a boring cycle at that. Yellow had no family, hardly any friends, and no place to really call home. Distant relatives, a few people she exchanged pleasantries with, a building that simply held her belongings and was a roof over her head? She needed adventure, not that. Yellow was quiet young woman by nature, and so no one ever suspected she was really very lonely. One night, she, a woman of barely twenty-two, packed up as many of her belongings as she could into a suitcase, shouldered her two bags, and took a midnight train to anywhere but where she was then.

Red. If the name 'Red' was mentioned, the person whom was being spoken to would likely shut the door. It wasn't that he was a bad sort, a criminal or such. But coming from a house that was home to only he when two loving others once lived there too, was not a great thing to be reminded of. To anyone except neighbors, he was just a city boy, unassuming and finding himself wanting a thrill to spice up his ordinary, bland life. So one night, he stuffed clothes, money, and a couple other items into a backpack, and headed down to the train station. By the time he got there, it was nearly midnight.

They met, very briefly, on the train. Yellow had dropped one of her bags and it landed on the railroad tracks. Before she could even put down what she was already busy with, a nice-looking young man had picked it up for her and placed it neatly over her shoulder.

There was hardly anyone around. After all, who would want to take a midnight train? So there was just Red there to see a petite, young woman, struggling already to carry her bags when one fell out of the car. He swooped down and set it over her arm. She smiled at him, and said in a soft voice, "Thank you." He tipped his hat off to her with a smile, and sat himself in the way back of the car, thinking about his past.

Red had moved to where he was now when he was only maybe ten years old. That was where he'd grown up, but though he was full of street-cred, his reputation in education wasn't exactly something to be showing off about. He'd moved from a tiny little town in the country, where he had friends.

It was the happiest time of his life.

He remembered being a little boy, running around with his best friends and getting into tons of trouble. The day he'd had to move had him crying for the first time in his short life; he'd not wanted to part from his best friends-

Red suddenly chuckled to himself. That was a very long time ago, almost...almost fifteen years ago; the aches were gone even if the memories weren't. But now he was somewhere very different. Heck, he didn't even know where he was going. 'Maybe I should find out...' Red looked up, but only to see the young woman from earlier exiting the car. He shrugged and sat down.

Never even thinking he would ever see her again.

Well, he was wrong.

Yellow sighed, looking down at herself. Where exactly had she expected she could stay? Well, she would have to figure it out in the morning when the sun came out. She recognized the place she was in, either a large town or a small city, depending on how one looked at it. Whichever the case, it was a small, cozy place with little crime or problems, which she supposed was a good place to end up. But now, with the moon not even faded out yet, she found herself looking up at a neon sign for a coffee shop of some sort. Yellow sighed, adjusted her bags, and opened up the door.

Red shuffled in through the door with a yawn. The town he had ended up in was relatively quiet, but having to find a place for himself would be adventure enough. There was only one place that even seemed to be opened, a coffee shop that had a glowing green sign up top. He peered into the window. There were lights on, but they were pretty dim in the tinted glass. But there were definitely people in there, people who looked like they belonged, not like criminals. And the place seemed fine enough; not like he had many choices.

Yellow looked around. The place smelled like coffee - not the gross stuff, rather the warm and inviting kind. There were tables and chairs, and a bar to one side. The lights, though low, seemed more like a nighttime thing than a sketchy one. There were a group of less than a dozen people, maybe four or five, in a corner of the room, huddled around one girl, who had a guitar in her lap and was strumming and singing a song. The girl had dark blue hair, loose, below her shoulders, and pale in color but sharp silver-y eyes.

They all turned to Yellow as she walked in, and though the singer stopped playing, she continued to strum softly, as if she couldn't get enough of the notes. Their faces were kind but curious, as she should have expected. But even if she had expected it, their glances (or full-on stares) unnerved her.

Red carefully opened the door to see six people talking off to the side of a dark but somehow comforting room. They all - obviously - were strangers, people he had never seen. It was an odd thing for Red, coming from a place where he could name most of the - simple, if he had to pick a word - people. But he had never-

It was her. The girl from the train!

"Hello," Yellow said cautiously, softly. The collection of faces looked back at her, examining her, until the only girl besides the singer waved.

"Hi! How can we help ya?" she asked in a cheerful voice. The girl - young woman, actually; they all looked around the same age - had long brown hair and mischievous eyes.

Yellow swallowed. "I...I was wondering if y-you'd mind if I c-c-could spend the night in here, against the wall or something? I-I-I've got no place to stay, and I can h-help with work tomorrow in exchange," she offered, knowing it wasn't enough.

"No where to stay, huh?" Yellow's eyes darted to the singer, who had set her guitar down. Now she saw that it was sitting in a wooden case next to a smaller one that looked about the same shape. In front of them was an even smaller, rectangular box that Yellow assumed was another instrument. She nodded to the singer.

The first girl spoke again. "Well, I dunno how comfortable our walls are; never tried sleeping against 'em. Though, I live above this place. I've got an extra room, and you seem a good sort," she announced.

The tallest guy raised an eyebrow. "You don't even know her name." He had very sharp eyes, Yellow noted, that continuously checked her bag and person.

The first girl paused for a second, then looked at Yellow brightly. "What's your name?" she asked with a grin towards the young man, who scowled. "I'm Blue."

"Y-Yellow."

"Good to meet'cha, Yellow." Next Blue began a quick introduction on all the people around her. Yellow took the time to see them all. "The musician is Crystal-" Crystal smiled again. "-and the red-head is my brother - don't mind his mean face; he's like that all the time." The so-called red-head scowled, but his apparent older sister barged on. "This rude being is Green-" The first guy. "-and that's Gold." The young man with dark hair and sly, devious eyes winked, only to be elbowed by the singer, Crystal.

"Hello," she said again.

"It's pretty late. Why don't you crash for the night? I swear to you on my life, no harm will come to you or your stuff," Blue promised. "C'mon, I'll show you." But before she could, the door opened again, and this time, Yellow heard a wooden wind chime announcing the arrival.

It was the boy from the train.

Red stared at the girl before he realized that the others were looking at him oddly. He cleared his throat. "Sorry. Um, I know this is kind of random, but I need a place to stay for the night...do you think I could just, like, sleep outside on the step? I'll do whatever work ya need tomorrow in payment."

They all just looked back at him before a young woman and young man stepped forward. They just looked at him, seeming as if in a trance, before the guy shook his head. "Sorry for staring," he said gruffly.

"Um, it's cool. But...would it be alright? I'll just be out on the porch...I just didn't want you to kick me off or anything..." he said awkwardly.

"It's supposed to be really cold tonight," another young woman said; besides the first one and the girl-from-the-train, she was the only girl. "I don't know how comfy it is, but you could stay inside here if you wish. Right, guys?"

The first two people nodded. "That's fine," the young woman said. "Say, that's just like you, Yellow!"

The girl-from-the-train flinched in surprise, but soon nodded and smiled at Red. "Hello again." Turning to the other people, she explained. "We bumped into each other at the train station, is all." The girl-from-the-train-no, Yellow, smiled.

"Alright! Now we're getting somewhere. And seriously, guys! If we didn't not have to work tomorrow, then we'd be dead on our feet in business! It's, like, way past midnight!" a young man complained. He had dark hair and twinkling eyes.

"Ooh, ooh!" The first girl suddenly shouted with glee on her face. "I've got a grand plan, people! Yellow, and..er, uh, you. Sorry; don't know your name yet. But," she continued with renewed vigor, her finger in the air like a lightning rod, drawing all their attention. "-that's not important!...Not important at the moment!" She re-corrected herself at the guy's pointed look. "You two obviously just showed up today, and I bet without any plans or connections! We could use an extra hand here! You two could work with us until you find more stable footing! How about it?"

There was a short silence before Yellow smiled. "Thank you so much; I don't know how to re-pay you!" The young woman just winked. "Not a problem. And you?"

Red thought about it. He couldn't find anything wrong with such an idea. "Thank you, thank you so much. That would be fantastic."

"Excellent!" She pumped her fist in the air before turning to the man with spiked-up brown - almost auburn in color, really - and grinned, holding one hand out flat while clearing her throat. "Now, I believe I have just found our business TWO new hands BEFORE this week is over; you owe me ten bucks~!"

The guy sighed and pulled out a crumpled bill from his pocket and slapped it onto her outstretched palm. "Thank you," she said with a confident smirk while slipping it into her own pocket. "Now, real quick: That's Silver; he's my brother; Gold, he's the one with 'trouble' as his permanent middle name; Crystal, musician and soon-to-be-Gold's girlfriend-"

"HEY!"

"-and of course, this is Yellow," she continued, blissfully ignoring Crystal's and Gold's bright red faces and somehow neglecting to mention herself or the guy she was talking to.

"My name is Red," he finally stated; knowing that he ought to at least give his name.

A dead silence met this statement.

"Red?" Blue asked carefully, looking at him. But it couldn't be! The Red she and Green knew moved away when they were all just kids! This young man...He couldn't be...Apparently Green felt the same way, eyes darting around this Red's face before swallowing and looking at Blue. Though they were young, the three of them - Green, Blue, Red - had spent every single day together and were as tight as anyone could imagine. After Red left them, Green had built up this wall around him that only Blue managed to slip through. And never had he shed another tear in these years, decades, since Red left, not even when his parents passed away. It was unbelievable how close three ten-year-olds could be, but then again, they'd been together practically since they were born.

"Did...did I say something wrong?" The young man was looking concerned and worried now. "What are your names?"

"It's just that...when we were younger..." Blue trailed off. "You wouldn't happen to have, like, a cousin who looks a lot like you and has the same name, would you?" All of her friends looked at her, and Blue sighed. "No, I suppose you don't."

"What are your names?" he asked again. Blue sighed. "I'm Blue, and he's-"

"Green?" Another silence. Red's voice had been soft and confused, sounding so much like the miserable ten-year-old who'd gone to them with the statement that changed their lives: 'I just found out...I'm leaving in exactly twenty days.'

"You're...Green. And you're...Blue...And I'm Red." Suddenly, it was like a dam, holding back years and years of contained stress and tears burst open all at once. And in a way, it did just that. Blue lunged forward and hugged Red as tight as she possibly could. Green, for the first time in twenty years, felt his eye sight blurring as he joined the two. None of them could even believe that such a brilliant thing would ever happen in a million years. They'd never thought they'd be their perfect little trio together again. But there they were, in an emotional mess of joy and tears.

And of course, they left Gold, Silver, Crystal, and Yellow shell-shocked and blinking.

:D I love reunions! I hope I kept everyone in character! Tell me what you think! If I get enough people to agree (in a review or PM), then I will add afterword events in the same AU. I already have ideas; it's just that I don't know if it'd be interesting...Tell me what you think! I can already see ideas swirling...relationships...family...jobs...work...holidays...The list goes on! :D

Reviews and PMs are appreciated! :)