To Be or Not to Be

Hello to every reader out there. I made this account a little over a year ago, but actually began writing my own stories in April. My first: "I'll Give you the World" was a neat start. For all the people who like Pokémon: Byron/Roark incest/slash fanfic, this is it. Read through Roark's POV. I really hope you'll like it. Don't be afraid to leave reviews. Implied Byron/Riley, Roark/Volkner. And so we're clear, I don't own Pokémon.

Chapter 1: Doing it for His Happiness

"Dad, you look good," I remark, straightening his tie. "You've never looked better."

"I feel stupid," he grumbles "I never dress like this any other time. So why NOW?!"

"Because," I say, undoing his wrinkles "Riley works hard to look good for you. So you should do the same." I'm surprised I conned him into wearing a nice grey suit. He looks really handsome...really…handsome…

I shake my head clearing my thoughts. This is his and Riley's night, not mine. I should have no say in this. My father, Byron, has the right to date anyone of his choice. Especially since Mom left us when I was only eight. Since then, I tried to set him up with someone nice, even though….NO! Get it together Roark!

When he did begin dating, him and Riley began to hang out. So with that, Riley considered themselves a couple, which Dad didn't seem to mind. Though when I think about it, they hardly kiss, hold hands….they never even made love!

"Hey Roark, you gonna be okay here by yourself?" he asks, swatting my hand as I attempt to comb it.

"Volkner's coming over, I'll be fine," I imply. "And don't worry, I know your number if we need you. Now go enjoy yourself at the café." I hand him his rose to present.

"Okay. I'll be near Sunnyshore…you just be careful, 'kay." He places a firm hand gently on my shoulder. At that moment, I just wanted us to stay like this. Him holding me.

"Have fun," I call as he exits the house. "…Love you…" I whisper as he closes the door. With that I head to my room.

As I enter my room and sit on my bed, I pull out a box underneath my bed. Inside contains pictures of me and my dad. Mostly my dad. My favorite one is at the top: a photo taken at Sandgem at the shore. He's shirtless, with me on his shoulder.

I kiss the picture as I feel the tears well up. I'm a little ashamed when I think of my feelings towards him: love. I'm in love with my dad. I obsess over him. I even find it hard sometimes just to be in the same room with him before I get an erection.

I've fantasized about him all these years, yet I just keep sending him on "dates" with Riley. And that's because I know that skinny wimp is two-timing him with Steven Stone of the Hoenn Leauge. Probably because of the lack of sex. But I just want to see him happy. He'd probably disown me if he knew I loved him that way.

As I sob, I suddenly have a reality check. I always learned if I want something, I shouldn't be afraid. Even if the consequences are harsh. I can't keep literally box up my feelings. I need to take action.

I sigh as I grab my cell and go for speed dial. "Hey Volk, it's your rock. Change of plans. I'm ready for that date. You in?"

To be continued..

So what do you guys think? Remember, reviews are what make a better writer. Though I hope I did great. I'll try and get the next chapter in within the next few days. Until then root for Roark.