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Chapter 1. A Scarlet Affair
Her tongue lingered over the fresh scratch mark on her arm, the blood a welcome taste in her mouth as she savoured the sweet favour lazily. She'd been sitting like this for an hour, and she'd at least changed her sitting position two hundred times by now and no one had noticed. Not one single person had removed their eyes from him, not that she thought that she deserved the attention, in fact, she was absolutely delighted that no one was looking at her; her dress was too tight, and she'd been hoping to scratch her shoulder for quite some time now. She was always seated next to him, always perfectly placed to his right, because after all, she just was there to be his lucky charm even though he didn't need it because he already was a charmer, but a little more luck in the bag was never a bad thing.
Misty sighed, crossing her legs, her fresh scratch still bleeding. She hated his Persian, the way it strode beside him, its golden fur gleaming in the sunlight from all the meticulous brushes and strokes it received from Gary's maid's each day. "Stupid cat," she muttered under her breath as the people in front of her were lost in her fiancées words.
Gary Oak was the most established and well set young man in all of the Kanto Region and every person, no matter of social status or race, knew it very well. No one ever double crossed him, no one told him that he was wrong but always told him he was in the right, he always got what he bargained for and he never thought twice about anything, because why should he? He ran Kanto; every person was under his thumb, he was the government and the monarchy, if there ever was one and he used his words like arrows to pierce and capture his targets in his fancy. He had a different woman every night and made more money each day and not even the most beautiful diamond could chip the smile that he wore.
Gary owned the biggest international battling league in all of Kanto and he had the rights to the ones in Johto, Sinnoh, Hoenn and Unova as well as being the Pokémon Champion for five years in a row and just being only twenty years old to top it off. His parents had insisted that to retain his public image that instead of being renown for being a heartbreaking playboy, that he instead change that to one of a devoted husband. So Misty Waterflower (or more like her sisters) had been offered a large sum of money for her hand in marriage and she (they) had accepted.
Now, before you start getting confused in this whole big affair, Misty was the Gym leader of Cerulean City since her sisters were too busy modelling bikini's and what nots (Misty had never payed much attention to what their jobs specifically entailed except that they always seemed to be wearing barely any clothing) and she had been successfully running the Gym for a few years happily and had been gaining a public image too and Gary's parents had noticed and had thought that Misty Waterflower was a nice, beautiful, sweet, young woman who would never dare to dream of hurting Gary's success or of ever answering him back. How very wrong they were.
Misty had a fiery temper and she retained a sweet nature on the outside but if anyone said something that she disagreed with or thought was wrong, she let her true colours show. She'd scream and yell, throw her fists in the air and yell until she felt that she would break, she was never one to give up easily. She never showed her full temper though with Gary, she disagreed with him on many levels, gave him a snarky comment here and there and a roll of her eyes whenever he conveyed his sweet affections upon her. She wasn't with him for the money, she had no choice, and she had been thrown into his life with no escape but did not intend to play his game. Gary treated her with almost childish reverence, he bought her every pretty piece of jewellery that caught his eye and that he thought would look nice upon her pale neck, he made sure she always had the best clothes and the finest perfumes, took her wherever she wanted to go and bestowed upon her his deepest affections. He played his part very well with her as he had been taught to do. He had the whole thing down; he was the charming young business man, dashing conversationalist, unbeatable Pokémon Champion and doting to-be husband. Gary expected her to work alongside him, to be his trophy wife, since he believed that they both needed to make this work in order for him to keep his name, but she didn't.
Misty played along to his games, but she only did because of her sisters. They had promised that once she had been married to him for six years that they would let her come back home and she could leave her cold life behind and Gary too. It was a ridiculous thing to put her hope in but she did so and complied herself and gritted her teeth to be Gary's perfect future wife but she hadn't said that she would be a perfect angel while she did it, though.
So here she sat on a chair to the right of her "perfect" to-be husband while he charmed the press conference as he usually did, with every journalist and photographer eating up his words. Misty rubbed the last remaining drops of her blood onto her dress and closed her eyes and her let her ears pick up his words.
"Now, now folks, I'm not planning to get ahead of myself by starting another International League unless it's one for dear Persian here," a laugh was emitted from the audience as Gary smiled and he waited a minute or two, before he continued, "but I do think that it's vital that all trainers, the very best and elite, get a chance to meet each other under each one's home turf, that they all get to experience the surroundings that made each of them Champion and who they are and that they get to grow from that environment and hopefully learn from it too. The International League isn't just another ploy to stuff money up my backside, well, yes it's that," another cued laugh was heard, "but it's about communication, about trainers learning from each other, inspiring young trainers to learn and experience new battling strategies while watching their favourite Champions battle it out and while they watch these battles, maybe the dream of being the next Pokémon Master, the next Champion, will grow in their hearts and maybe they'll carry out that dream one day. That's what life is about people, it's about taking what you want and doing all you can to achieve that, getting the people you love to support you in your decisions and you in theirs," Gary looked over at Misty, who sensing his gaze, looked back, "and ultimately about embracing any challenge that crosses your path, no matter how big or small it is and talking about big and small, I do have a dress rehearsal fitting to attend with my gorgeous fiancée for our wedding, so excuse me ladies and gentleman, and continue to watch all your favourite matches of your Champions at the International Pokémon Battle League arena's located in your region."
Gary stood up and bowed and extended a hand towards Misty, who placed her hand in his and smiled politely at the various reporters and such who immediately responded with claps and snaps of cameras. Gary and Misty walked towards the door that led out of the room, with a Machoke on each side of them (Gary didn't like to use human bodyguards, instead he preferred Pokémon for his own personal reasons) and a couple of Gary's personal assistants in front of them, they left the room and walked down the hall to the lobby, where a limo would be waiting, black and polished until it gleamed, to take them back to the mansion.