Hello, dear friends! It's my birthday, so I took the liberty in writing the idealistic fanfiction: One dedicated to my favorite couples! August through December are going to be big months for my fictions! Every chapter will have one couple. I'll alert in the beginning just in case of offensive content. So, enjoy reading, and PLEASE, it's my birthday, so no flames. But because it's my birthday, leave MANY reviews! Thank you all for one year of greatness! Here's to many more!
To start things off, here's shipping one!
-YAOI WARNING-
Susushipping! (Will/Morty) (Contains Charade and EliteUnder)
Sigh…
So dreamy…
Oh, crap, did he look over here?
So handsome…
Damn it, I think he knows…
But…I can't look away… he's so…
"WILL, focus over here! Snap out of it!" that bastard redhead, ruining my mood…
Another crappy conference at the Sinnoh league. I always hated coming here. All that blonde bimbo and that jerk Lance do is bore the rest of us out of our minds with lectures—or some crap like that, I don't know; I haven't really listened to them as of three conferences ago.
I can't stand Sinnoh—it gets really cold up here, and I can't stand most of their Elites…except my brother, of course.
Oh…my brother. Lucian. He's so perfect. So graceful, he is…I've always admired Lucian, and he's always been there for me. When he was little, he discovered his psychic abilities, and we've always shared secrets telepathically. Sometimes, I have to be careful whenever I think around him, because he loves to tease me afterwards. Last week, I was intensely focused on him—for some odd reason, his beautiful lavender hair was a lot more curly and voluptuous than it normally is. When the meeting ended, he came up to me and stroked my hair, saying that it seemed fuller that day. It drives me crazy. I just want to hold my brother in my arms sometimes, stroke his beautiful locks of hair, and kiss those pale lips…Oh! I'm getting myself all hot and bothered now…
"…And that's the importance of the history of the Pecha berry. Ok, everyone, we're going to take a thirty minute lunch break! We'll close the meeting afterwards! Thank you all!" Cynthia, as cute and bubbly as she is, she can be a real bore—poor girl.
Ugh, finally. Now…where is he…?
I watched as the other Elites got up and left, my good friend Karen catching me in the act of staring at my brother. She gave me a wink, which usually meant that I should go for it and…oh, I don't know! Sometimes Lucian just makes me so hot and flustered, I can hardly flirt properly! I've flirted with him countlessly over the years. I even became an Elite in the hopes that we'd be together then, but he just HAD to go on and become an Elite in Sinnoh, miles away from me. But I'm tired of idly playing with him. I want to take action and shout my love for him from the rooftops. He knows I'm madly in love with him, and I know he feels the same—even if he never expressed it as I have…but I will make today the day.
Finally, I spot him—his bespectacled eyes looking into mine, a message being sent to me.
Little brother, I almost heard him sing, come over here! I want to speak with you.
I blushed slightly. I thought he was just going to flirt and tease me more, since that's what that big bully does to me anyways. I happily skipped on over to my brother, waiting at a corner.
"Little brother! It's nice to actually talk to you instead of sending mental messages to one another," he lifted his hand up to the side of my face, caressing my cheek softly—pure heaven. "I miss hearing your voice."
"Oh, Lucian…you just can't go about your day without making me blush, can you?" I had one of my hands ghost over his waist slightly, ready to lock lips at the perfect moment.
"Oh? Your hand…keep them to yourself, William, we wouldn't want to seem rude, would we?" Lucian winked at me. WINKED. Why did my brother have to get all the attractive genes? He's so gorgeous, it hurts!
I placed my hand down obediently, because I'd bend over backwards (hee hee hee) for him.
"So, big brother, what was it that you wanted to tell me?"
"Well, I have news. It seems I am in love."
My heart stopped for a moment. I knew it. I. Freaking. Knew. It.
He does love me!
"Oh? Really, now? Well, I can't say that I blame you—I know that whoever this object of affection may be is probably incredibly adorable and interesting, such as...I." I tiptoed a bit, ready for the soul-searing kiss at any moment.
"Why, you are absolutely correct, Will! He is adorable and I couldn't be more in love with him. He is already my boyfr—"
"Lucian…I knew that you would come to your senses soon. Say no more, your feelings are reciprocated!" My eyes were closed, lips puckered. This was it—the moment I've been waiting for since childhood—my brother will finally reciprocate these feelings!
…however, my "soul-searing kiss" was not placed onto my lips, but on my forehead instead as an innocent peck.
He chuckled.
"Oh, Will, you're silly—that's why I love you. What I was saying was—"
"Oh, Luciaaaan!"
AUGH. That hideous voice! I hate that stupid, disgusting voice! This atrocious little shriek came from one of my brother's coworkers, Aaron. I HATE that little prick—he thinks he's so cute, with his stupid little bug Pokémon and bubbly attitude! He's my age, about seventeen, but he became Elite two years after I did. I despise everything that composes him. He's perpetually smiling, he's hyper as Hell, he can talk forever without shutting the fuck up, and worst of all, he told me once that he had a crush on Lucian. MY Lucian. I never want him to even breathe in the same space as my Lucian. That man is mine and mine only!
As expected, that little green-haired freak popped in between us, a big stupid grin on his face.
Oh my Lugia, I want to punch your stupid little face and watch you cry.
AHEM. Lucian gave me a bad look.
Oh crap, yeah, mind reading, forgot.
"Hi, Will! What's up? Are you and Lucian talking? Should I go away and come back later when things don't look as important? Sorry if I interrupted. But it looked like you were done, so came in, but now I have second thoughts. Sorry, again! Ok, I'll shut up…starting now." God, this child needs some fucking Ritalin.
"Oh, Aaron, just the boy I was talking about!" I watched in despair as my elegant, perfect brother slid his arm around that little shit's waist.
"Will, Aaron and I are dating! Isn't it wonderful? I love him; I've loved him ever since I first laid my eyes upon his perfect green ones."
W…what? B—but…!
"Will, your brother is amazing! He's perfect in every way, and at first I didn't think he would want a kid like me, but we finally realized our feelings and we just couldn't hold it in! I love you, Lucian!" I just stood there, watching.
He turned his head to my brother.
He tiptoed cutely, like a little ballerina.
He threw his skinny, tanned arms around my brother's neck.
My brother held him tightly, tilting his head.
They kissed.
They kissed that soul-searing kiss that should've been mine.
Their lips looked so natural against each other; their skin tones were beautiful when seen against one another.
They looked so…perfect for each other…
And then I think to myself: No wonder he picked him over me…
When they broke the kiss, they turned back to me, arms wrapped around each other.
"I..I'm…"
Why…?
My stomach is churning nauseously. My head is pounding. My throat is dry. I feel feverish. There's a bad pain throbbing in my chest. I can only breathe in hot air, for some odd reason. The world stopped for a split second, and in that second, my entire childhood played in front of me up to now, when I was slowly slapped back into reality. All I saw in the end was Lucian's smiling face. But then a horrid thought made me vomit in my mouth a little when I saw Aaron holding him; I thought of every fantasy I've had with Lucian, Aaron in my place as the future played.
I held back an army of tears, tried to keep my voice from cracking.
"I'm so happy for you two! You look so…right for each other! Just…just promise to keep my big brother happy, Aaron. I ask…for…nothing…more…" I lied. Just saying the words made my throat hurt.
"Thanks, Will. You're a great brother for saying so. I love you dearly for being my brother." Lucian smiled, placing a kiss on Aaron's obnoxious cowlick, which now didn't seem so obnoxious.
"Heh, yeah…your brother…" I managed to whisper.
I couldn't take it anymore. I left the league, and called out Xatu to teleport me back home—not back to my league, but my real home, Ecruteak City.
~Insert Beautiful Japanese-Sounding Music Here~
Sniff…
I—I'm sorry—sniff—I'm just really sad right now is all. I feel horrible. My heart…shattered into millions of tiny pieces, and there's nothing I can do to change it…
Earlier I went into the house I grew up in. Lucian and I shared a room—it was a calming purple color and our matching bed had our names engraved in cursive on the headboards. I remember I used to have nightmares, and Lucian would let me sleep with him in his bed…
The closet was full of our old clothes. Ha, he used to wear this adorable little puffy white dress shirt with black overalls. It was so cute, and I used to help button his shirts. I even found his first pair of glasses in a box—the rims were purple. I miss all this so much… I miss when he used to love me the same way I did…
Or maybe it was just me, and he never loved me any more than just his brother.
Oh God, I… Sniff…I'm so sad…
Right now I'm under a huge tree with orange leaves. It's a beautiful tree. Lucian used to read books to me here growing up…
Sniff…you know, Ecruteak is beautiful, especially in autumn. All the leaves are just breathtaking. And Lucian used to love all the history in the town. We would walk around the Tower, and he would tell me stories on how Ho-Oh was once this huge deal, then the tower burned down, and now it's the ruin that it is now…
Sigh…sniff…I miss my brother…
Ecruteak just seems so lonely now…
~Perspective change~
Sigh…Autumn in Ecruteak…I love my home so much. It's beautiful, wouldn't you agree? The breeze feels so surreal, the scent of the cherry blossom petals…just the general ambiance is amazing.
It's times like these where I like to stroll outside with my newly caught Misdreavus. Right, Duchess?
-The Pokémon cried her name affectionately-
I've had a rough summer. Trainers coming out of the woodworks, so many of them lost, too. It's tough being a Gym Leader, but I'm dedicated to my job, as it a very honorable position. And with Duchess on my team, we'll only get better.
-The Midreavus nuzzled her head next to her trainer's-
Ha ha! Well, Duchess, since it's such a lovely day out, I think I want to spend time at my favorite spot: underneath the biggest tree in Ecruteak.
"Sniff…"
"Huh? Hey, Duchess, did you hear that?"
"Sniff…sniff…"
"Hey, Duchess, I think someone's crying…"
I'm that kind of person that follows an odd or ominous noise until I find its origin. And walking around my tree, I see a…dude? A girl? I'm not sure, but they have really nice purple hair, and they look pretty sad… Maybe it's about time I put Duchess back in her ball…
"Um…excuse me?"
They looked up. I still can't tell what they are, but they do have a gorgeous purple eye—I say one, because the other is covered with hair. This person has tears running down their face—probably been crying for a while now.
"Um…sniff…"
"Hi. Are you ok? My Misdreavus and I heard crying over here, and we found you. Is everything alright?"
"H…hi…sniff…I'm not ok, but thanks for asking…"
Ah, it's a boy. He's a very cute boy, too. I thought my skin was pale, but this boy is white! Well, except for his cute little red cheeks, this is probably because of his crying. I'm not sure what to do now. I guess I'll sit next to him…
"Um…who are you?"
He backed away a little, but an out-grown root blocked him from getting any further. Man, I don't want to make things even more awkward for this poor kid. But I really want to help. It's not common for people to just walk into the city to break down crying.
"I'm Mortimer, and I'm the Gym Leader here."
The kid's giving me a weird look now.
"Gym Leader? I'm offended! I've lived in Ecruteak my entire life, and not once was I suggested to be the Gym Leader? Who do you think you are, Mortimer?"
Woah, this kid has some issues! Yeesh, with mood swings like that, I would've been right in assuming he was a girl!
"Oh…um…I'm sorry, Mortimer. I didn't mean to snap at you like that…it's just…sigh…"
I can see that there are more tears welling up in his eyes…uh, eye. Now I'm starting to feel really bad for him…
"Hey…it's ok, let it all out…" I'm very cautiously putting my arm around his shoulder.
"Why don't you start off by telling me your name?"
"Sniff…My name is William, but I'm more widely known as Will…"
I can't help but to raise my eyebrows.
"Like, Elite Four?"
"Sniff…yeah, that's me. I didn't think anyone would know who I am, seeing that I'm the weakest of the four…sniff."
"Dude! Whenever your battles are televised, I watch them religiously! You're a great battler, and I've always had a weird stalker crush on you!"
That last part made him blush. It's really cute. I mean, forget that this guy is a star trainer, but it's Will! I'm not a big fangirl kind of person, but I'm always humbled in the presence of greatness.
"But…don't you usually wear a mask? I've never seen your face—I don't think half the world has, either."
"Oh, you mean this thing?" he held it up in his left hand. "I took it off because I was crying so much."
"Well, want to tell me why you were crying in the first place?"
He's looking away from me, that blush grew a little darker—still really freaking cute.
"Today…sniff…I was going to confess my love to…this guy I've been in love with practically my entire life, and he goes off and gets a boyfriend who's cuter, sweeter, and more petite than I!"
I've never seen anyone cry like this. He's crying pretty harshly. Man, whoever the dick is that broke his heart…Ho-Oh knows what I'd do if I met him! Who'd do this to Elite Freaking Four Will? He's talented, and kinda damn hot!
I'm carefully pulling him closer to me, letting him cry on my shoulder.
"Will…it's ok…I know I've had my fair share of heart break, but you know what? His loss. If I were him, I'd already have you in my arms and we'd be together, not with some other dude that conveys that 'new kid' image."
~Perspective change~
I can't believe what I just heard. This Mortimer guy…he, albeit indirectly, dissed my brother and his boyfriend, and then tells me that I can do better? Who exactly is he? And what right does he have to say things like that?
…but right now, I don't care. It sounded…really sweet.
"Mortimer,"
"Call me 'Morty'."
Tee hee. "Morty". That sounds cute.
"Morty, thank you. I don't think anyone has ever said nice things to me like this."
Morty has an interesting smile. It's a sweet sort, but his eyes, which seem to look perpetually depressed, say otherwise. His depressed eyes are also a depressing purple color, darker than my brother's. Morty is kinda cute. He's taller than me, I think, and maybe a tad older. Best of all, he's blond. I have a thing for blond boys. I don't know why, but blond hair is just so gorgeous to me.
"Aw, well, you know, I hate seeing other people broken or hurt, and heart break is one of the worst things anyone could ever experience. But Will, you deserve better. You deserve someone who'll appreciate you and feel the same way as you. If you had to chase him from day one, and he never caught on, that should've already told you that it was hopeless…"
Ouch. That was a little harsh…but it is true in a way…
"Oh, sorry! I didn't mean it that way. I'm just sayin'…oh, I don't know what I'm saying anymore. I just want to know if you're feeling any better. Are you ok now?"
His hands are big. I don't know if he's trying to make a move on me, because now his arm is pretty close to my waist, when it originally started off on my shoulder…not that I mind or anything! He is really cute…
"Yeah…I feel a tad bit better, but it'll take a lot for me to get over him…"
Now he's scooting closer to me. He smells nice. I have a funny feeling in my tummy. It's the kind of funny I had once when Lucian kissed me goodnight on the lips years ago… it feels kind of nice. And since he asked, I might as well take advantage of this moment. So I'm scooting close to him, too, placing my head on his shoulder, pouting. That's usually how I get what I want with other boys.
"Really? What will it take, Will?"
I can tell he likes it. Maybe if I play the "cutie in distress" card, I'll have a good end to this day…
"Well…maybe just something little might help…like…"
"Like?"
"Like maybe a romantic dinner at an expensive restaurant? Accompanied by a long walk on the Olivine beach? Followed by a shared chocolate ice cream cone and ending with a long, lingering kiss?"
~Perspective change~
Man, I'm blushing! He is the cutest guy I've ever met! I'm taking this offer and going all out. Not every day you get to score an Elite, right?
"Hm…that sounds pretty reasonable for a pretty boy like you."
His blush is adorable, and he does this little giggle that sounds so…girly! How can anyone resist him?
"You're pretty, too. My house is around the corner, so let me get dressed for tonight. I meet you back here when ready?"
"Sure, babe."
His head is still on my shoulder, and his bottom lip is puffing out…I'm so tempted…
~Perspective change~
There are few experiences in life that just take you to this euphoric state of mind. This is indeed one of them.
His lips are only a little chapped, but his breath is minty.
His overbite is pressing me a bit, but I like how they feel on my lip.
I love the way he circles his thumb on my neck, massaging an area I didn't even know was tense.
His tongue is super-hot, but his skin is ice-cold.
I can't help it—I may have moaned a little. He's such a good kisser.
I don't think I've ever been this close to bliss before.
It's amazing.
I'm salivating. Maybe too much. That crisp taste of mint…and he swirls around so fast, I can't quite catch up…
Mmm…
~Perspective change~
Ha ha, I think I'm a messy kisser. The corners of his mouth are all wet. But it looks so cute; I just want to kiss him more. But not right now, I'll have that chance later on tonight.
He has this dreamy look in his eye. Like whatever was bothering him suddenly vanished off the face of the earth. I'm glad I could brighten up his day, even if it was just a little.
"So, are you over that guy now?"
Another cute giggle, a quick kiss on my lips, and a sexy smile on his face.
"Over who?"
~END~
Author: Asdfghjkl (In Byron's Dan Green voice) I LOVE SUSUSHIPPING! This ship makes me so happy, I just melt. And Will truly deserved that happy ending. He and Morty make a really cute couple, and I really needed to dedicate a story to them. So one couple down, some more to go! Go ahead and review this chapter, I URGE YOU. And can you tell which parts I had some severe vent writing? Yep, no such thing as a hipster writer that doesn't write out their feelings. Sorry if I hurt any Charadeshippers' feelings with that one heartbreaking scene, and please don't hate on EU now! D: Instead, spread the love! Spread the Susu, Eliteunder, -coughandmaybetheCharade- Love~! Move on to next chapter now!