A/N: Hello, readers! :D So, this fic is, first of all, not an extension of Whi-Two's birthday, but it's still Rakufai, and I actually wrote it sometime ago, amd am posting this because of a request from a friend (well I was about to post it anyway but I did it sooner), and it's pretty long. It's about 7-8 chapters, and this is the first one. It starts kinda in the middle of their journey, and so starts during the events of Plasma Frigade, but I've still added a lot of other changes to it! I hope you enjoy reading this and sorry if I blabbed too much! :p

Aftermath

Chapter 1

The King's Castle

"Rakutsu-kun? Rakutsu-kun, where are you?" Her calls were repeated over and over again, and for some time, she only heard her echoes, as they bounced back against the endless walls and corridors, that made up the dungeons on the first floor of Lord N's castle.

It was currently being used by Ghetsis, who had ordered Rakutsu to be thrown into the dungeon in chains, after finding out that he was actually a police agent, working undercover to take him and his minions down.

Since the heir of the castle and former Plasma leader had mysteriously disappeared, no one had the courage to stand up to Ghetsis, or foil his dark plans, except...

A handsome, young boy lay inside a small, murky room that had been barred with iron grates. He was leaning against the back of the wall, he had no idea how he was going to get out. His faithful partners, his pokémon, had long been carried away. And surely he knew that even if he managed to escape the confines of the chains that bound him, the guards would be aware of it and immediately carry him back.

As a result, you could tell that he was very surprised when he heard a sudden thud, coming from the left of his jail-like room.

He jerked his head up and saw to his amazement, that the guard in front had dazedly dropped to the floor, sleeping his head off. His jaw dropped and a lot more surprised was he, when he saw Faitsu running towards the bars, and hastily opening them with a key.

Her Mushroom pokemon, Foongus, was perched on her shoulder as always. She hurriedly went towards Rakutsu and eyed him nervously, while kneeling at his side. He was still gazing at her, wide-eyed, but somehow got cut off when she gasped.

"Rakutsu-kun, y-your, d-did you f-fight? You're hurt, and your hands are bleeding!"

"Um, yeah, they did close the chains on me rather harshly when I tried to resist..." He sighed sagely, placing an arm behind his head.

She quickly pulled out some bandages from her bag, which was strung on her shoulder, and gently wiped his wounds with a handkerchief before wrapping them up. After she was done, they looked at each other briefly, and an awkward moment of tension passed.

Rakutsu could see that Faitsu was trembling slightly, and even though her facial features were calm, she was sweating and appared quite unnerved by his terrible condition.

"Faitsu-chan, what're you doing here? He asked with a serious expression on his face, "Your parents have already been kidnapped, which is all the more reason for you to stay away from me. Otherwise, you'll get hurt, or even worse, tortured, for not working for them like they want you to. Do you think I can bear to see you suffer for me?

She winced a little at his words, but didn't step back from her stance.

"I-I know that you are worried Rakutsu-kun, but so am I. They know that the next hero of Truth is one of us. But I know better, you're the one who can really stand up to them, I-I've been nothing but a coward. And I can't leave you here wounded, Rakutsu-kun, not for all the dangers in the world."

He grimaced at that. How could she be so naive? Hadn't she seen that Rakutsu himself had betrayed her once before? Yet when she found out, she was always ready to forgive.

He had worried, frightened, lied and even flirted with her before. Her innocence was unwavering. She was still the sweet, caring girl he'd met up with half a year ago.

He wasn't going to let her be in peril anytime soon, he'd make sure of that.

"Please, don't." He had let his mask of coolness fall, replaced with a pained look. She shook her head, slowly.

No amount of persuasion would let her stray from her decision...

And so it continued. Day after day. Faitsu would constantly appear now and then, sleep-powder all the guards with her Foongus, and come to take care of him.

Flashback:

"Oh my, I forgot!" Said Faitsu as she jumped, and began searching for something in her bag. She came up with a neat, circular box, it was obviously supposed to hold food.

"Rakutsu-kun, I know for a fact that these guards don't give you enough to eat, so please don't deny this." She opened the lid to reveal several Rice cakes, knowing they were his favourite food.

Rakutsu smiled at her, even though he didn't feel remotely hungry. But he knew how stubborn she could be when she wanted, if the earnest look in her eyes was anything to go by.

He lifted his hands, and she stopped him.

"N-no! Your hands are scraped badly, you cannot eat on your own!" She blushed a bit as she put bits of Rice cake in his mouth, and although Rakutsu wouldn't ever admit it, he really liked the feel of her skin against his lips, wondering if he should try wounding his hands more often...

'Stop!' He scolded himself, 'You. Are. An. Officer!'

Flashback ends

To Be Continued...

A/N: Srry if my narration isn't up to scratch, suffering from Writers' block, but it's not my first time, so don't worry! :p

And several chapters were written in advanced, although I have some fixing to do before submitting them.