Hello- this is fenrir-ice-wolf signing on. I know I really should be working on the next chapter of 'Golden Rain' but I kind of lost my muse and am rather stuck until he shows up again (and he's gonna have a lot of groveling to do, let me tell you). I got the new Pokemon Ranger game the other day and I am totally addicted. If you don't have it, you must buy it. Despite loosing my muse, I am still churning out stories, though the quality of said stories is another thing entirely dear reader. Currently I am forcing many games on one of my poor friends (who also sometimes acts as my beta reader- she's my hero as she's also agreed to go as a Phoenix Wright cos-player with me to the next cos-player thing in manchester :D) so be glad that you've never met me in person-
I tend to be very stubborn about these kind of things.
Fenrir; because I'm too lazy to do it : )
Laine; …
Fenrir; …
Laine;…
Fenrir;… so what are you waiting for? Where's my disclaimer saying that I in no way shape or form own Pokemon…oh snap
Laine; 'smug smile' that'll teach you not to loose muses or force them to do disclaimers.
Fenrir; just for that- I'm gonna leave your fate up to the readers.
This is my first attempt at writing anything that is shounen-ai related- also my first time posting on this fandom- so please forgive me if this sucks if it does then drop me a line via. the review button so I know that I'm a failure. This idea came to me during the time I was supposed to be studying for my maths GCSE, which is a total nightmare by the way. Its evil I tell you. EVIL. 'coughs in embarrassed fashion' anyway… there was something in the game that just set my slash senses tingling- but maybe it's just me. I'm gonna use the name that I gave to my character for the ranger-guy that you can play as. If you use it its totally fine by me- just let me know so I can check your story out thanks for reading my ramblings (and if you haven't then shame on you) now let the full horror of my boredom be unleashed after this friendly warning.
WARNING; this story contains shounen-ai(guy/guy). If you don't like it then that's fine, just click the little button on your screen that says BACK and just pretend it's all a bad dream. However, please don't flame as it isn't a very nice thing to do- and if you do decide to flame then at least do me the courtesy of signing in properly and not being a coward and leaving an anonymous review. This could be considered a little (read very) spoilerish if you want to keep the game story a secret until you get/play the game so I advise you to take the path that the yaoi- haters take. If neither of the above apply to you… then good for you. So anyway…. on with the story : )
"blah"-talking
'blah'-thinking
Ranger Thoughts
Laine sighed and pulled his knees up to his chin. It was one of those rare times that he got off-duty, and so he found himself sitting on a hill just outside Ringtown. It was the height of summer, and the middle of the afternoon to boot. The normal red jacket that he wore had been shed, and was currently being used as a cushion. Not feeling like moving because of the heat, he lazily watched Minun playing in a nearby shallow stream along with some friendly Poliwag. Smiling, he allowed his mind to drift back to the first day that he met Minun- how it snuck a lift to Ringtown via Spencer's Fearow. and then afterwards how he had bonded with it.
A blush tinted his cheeks as he thought about his leader, mentor and friend. He remembered the incident at the Go-Rock headquarters just after the Go-Rock Quads had set off the self-destruct mechanism. Spencer had suddenly appeared and nearly manhandled Laine and Solana down the escape chute. Laine had been beside himself with worry until Spencer had turned up after he had completed the Fiore temple mission. It was in that moment, when Laine had seen Spencer alive and well, that he realized that he loved the older man with all his heart. Laine loved Spencer, but he hated him too. Laine hated Spencer for taking such foolish risks, for all the dangerous stunts that only Spencer seemed to be able to pull off, for all the times that Laine had been sick with worry after Spencer had disappeared. Laine hated Spencer because Laine could never rest until he found Spencer safe after another difficult mission. Laine hated Spencer because he was the one that held the young rangers heart, and there wasn't a damn thing that Laine could do about it.
A loud beeping brought Laine out of his deep thoughts- his Styler had received a text message. Reading it over he sighed, stretched and stood up. It was a message from Solana. Spencer had another mission for them both. Glancing up at the sky Laine say a few grey clouds gathering on the horizon. Picking up his coat he called to Minun and they set off to Lyra forest, to meet Solana by the entrance. Solana… Laine knew that Solana had certain feelings for him- feelings that Laine knew that he couldn't return. The way he saw her was as the sister that he never had. Though he was pretty sure that that wouldn't go down well if he told her.
"Laine! Laine!!" he was at the entrance to Lyra forest before he knew it, and sure enough there was Solana and Plusle waving and calling to get their attention. "hey Laine, Spencer said that there were reports of a rampaging Hariyama in the forest. Apparently some kids made it mad by mistake and now its attacking anything that moves. We've gotta stop it before it hurts any people or Pokemon!" Glancing up at the sky she wrinkled her nose. "I don't much like the look of those clouds either. Seems all this hot weather is finally catching up with us." Laine turned to look at the sky- that had been previously clear but now the few grey clouds had grouped together and turned an ominous black. The storm clouds were moving straight towards the forest. Groaning Laine turned to talk to Solana, only to find that she and Plusle had already dashed into the forest. Muttering curses under his breath he dashed after he, calling for her to wait up.
"LOOK OUT LAINE!" was all the warning the young ranger got before the rampaging Hariyama was bearing down on him- 500lbs of pure muscle and rage. He dived to the side just in time and the Pokemon trampled past him, however they didn't count on it being able to change direction so quickly. It headed towards the cliff face where Solana was taking shelter from the rain that had started coming down shortly after they entered the forest. Laine sprinted over to his friend and pushed her out the way. What he didn't realise, was that the Hariyama trampling over the wet soil had turned it into mud, so he slipped when he tried to get back up after his spectacular dive and tackle rescue. Therefore Hariyama's attack hit home. A giant hand smashed into Laine, pinning him against the rock face. His eyes widened, and his body went limp around the gargantuan hand. 'I hope my Styler isn't to badly damaged' he thought sluggishly as he heard Solana scream in horror. The pressure on his chest was nearly unbearable. He had broken at least three ribs- if not more.
"LAINE!!!"
A small chuckle wormed its way up his throat, bubbling out of his lips in a slightly hysterical manner. 'Now I know I'm loosing it. I could have sworn that I just heard Spencer…' The pressure was suddenly moved off his chest, and the last thing he remembered seeing was the ground rushing up to meet him.'Ouch' he thought before he slipped into unconsciousness.
Spencer looped his Capture Styler round the Hariyama, managing to calm it down and allow the form of the young ranger to crumple to the ground. Solana was staring in horror at the still form, tears running down her cheeks- apparent even in the poring rain. Spencer ran towards the young man praying to whatever gods came into his head that Laine was still alive. He had to be- he just had to be. Dropping to his knees, Spencer placed two fingers just under Laine's jaw in a frantic search for a pulse. Relief flooded through him when he found one, it was weak but it was still there. He turned to Solana, "He's alive- but only just. We need to get him back to town immediately or he could die" Solana squeaked in horror- but said nothing. Spencer moved his arms around Laine, but when he tried to pick the other up, Laine gasped and cried out. "Damn, we can't move him in this state, he won't make it to the end of the forest. Solana… I need you to get back into town as quickly as you can and get the Dragonite Trainer to come along here along with some blankets. We can use my Fearow and his Dragonite to create a makeshift air- streacher. hurry- I'll stay here and look after Laine." Nodding, Solana scooped up Plusle and Minun before running off into the undergrowth, and the exit.
Spencer shrugged off his jacket and wrapped it round the young man lying in his arms. The rain fell around them, plastering their hair to their scalps. Spencer tenderly moved one particular lock of hair away from Laine's eyes, and pulled the ranger closer to his body. He looked down at Laines face, and studied the deathly pallor and the shallow rise and fall of his chest. His complexion reminded Spencer of the first time he laid eyes on the kid, no color in his skin and a too-big ranger uniform. Now however- Laine was normally the perfect image of a ranger; tanned and well built. The uniform that was usually pristine was stained with mud and in tatters. The one thing that hadn't changed over the years that Laine had been a ranger though, was the look in his eyes. There was a fire burning there that told anyone who saw it that he believed completely in his work- and he was dedicated to protecting the Pokemon of the Fiore region. It was this dedication in the numerous letters that were written to him, that compelled him to meet the letter writer and by god he was glad he made that decision. As Laine had grown over the years Spencer had grown closer to him than he should be.
Now though, looking at the near dead man in his arms Spencer knew that it was his fault- he was the one that had assigned him the mission in the first place. If Laine didn't pull through this then Spencer would never be able to forgive himself. "You need to get through this Laine." Spencer whispered to the unconscious ranger. "You need to gat through this because we all need you. I need you." And then he leaned over and brushed a chastate kiss against Laines mouth. It was probably just his imagination, but he thought that Laines heartbeat got a little stronger. "Laine you will not die here on this mountain- I promise you that." Hearing a shout Spencer's head shot up to see the Dragonite and his Fearow circling overhead. They landed, and the Dragonite rider hurried over with the blankets and together they created a makeshift stretcher to place Laine on. "Take him to Fall City- they have the medical facilities that can save him. I'll head back to base to inform everyone what happened and get Solana to tell me what happened. Tell Joel that I'll be by later. And please- hurry. Fly as fast as you can within the limits that the passenger brings."
"Yes leader. I'll let Fearow rest in Fall City and you take the Dragonite Bus. Until then." With that, the two Pokemon leapt off the ground and spread their wings. Turning towards the east, they were soon lost in the rain. Spencer stood there for a few minutes longer, before spying something half buried in the mud. Picking it up, he found it to be a Capture Disc. He had his, and Solana hadn't used hers- it could only belong to one person. Smiling, he pocketed the disc and made his way back through the forest towards his base, and towards Solana. He was going to find out what happened here, and then he was going to visit Laine.
End of part one(maybe)
Fenrir; So… what do you think?
Laine; OO you had me attacked by wild Pokemon and now I might die? What kind of author are you?!
Fenrir; I'm one who likes to torture any people/muses/characters who dare defy me 'scary music and lightning flashes'
Laine; 'backs away slowly' is there anyway that you would possibly save me? Please? I want to kiss Spencer again- except this time I want to be awake for it dammit!
Fenrir; well- you could be saved if our dear readers decide they want me to continue with this story. Otherwise you're stuck with the cliffhanger.
Laine; please review. For my sake.