Hi guys, I'm baaacckkk! And with a new story no less! This is something that I've alwasy wanted to write but never did so I've decided to do it now! I mean, why not just go for it, right? Before I let you read on, I've included a summary in here. Here's hoping tis story goes down well and let me know what you think at the end!

Summary

Leaf and Gary hadn't always seen eye to eye despite growing up as neighbours and being forced to be friends. Sure they'd talk sometimes but deep down they were more enemy than friends. But after a night together, and discovery of a baby on the way, can that help settle their differences and bring them together? Oldrival and slight pokeshipping.

Chapter 1

Leaf sat on the edge of her bed. Surely not... But then why had it not come at all? It always came at the same time every month without fail. It just simply couldn't be... But then...

But then she did have that night with him. And he has been her only one in a while so...

Leaf looked at the test in her hands and slowly removed her thumb from the little window, just enough to make out the edge of the horizontal line, then, nervously, a bit more and... There it was, the vertical line that intersected the horizontal to produce a plus sign. Her eyes widened in recognition. What should she do?

The test was positive. She was pregnant. She was sure of it too. It was her third test in two days and the other two she took yesterday read the same darn result. One test could lie but three? Things were looking more and more grim. At twenty one, with her final year of university to go and her whole life ahead of her and bright looking, she was sure she was not ready to settle down into a structured, normal life. Ever.

Leaf picked up her phone and picked up her phone and clicked onto the only social media app she used and clicked onto his profile.

Gary Oak.

He was smart, good-looking, an arrogant prick and a womaniser, often testing his skills to see how many woman he could sweep of their feet and onto his bed. How did Leaf fall for that? She was not sure of how, after all, she had grown up with him, and although they had not always gotten along she of all people should've been aware that he was just putting his moves on her that night when they were at a mutual friend's party with all that drink flowing. And people dancing closely; maybe too closely in hindsight.

How was she going to break the news to him? She hadn't spoken to him since that night. She had used the early morning as a cover to escape his flat while the boy was still asleep the next day. They had not exchanged numbers nor were they ever close enough to keep each other's number up to date. Leaf was sure that his phone number was different from when he was sixteen, the last time they had undertaken a project together back in high school.

It seemed her only option left was to let him know through social media but was that wise? To Leaf, conversations over social media always only seemed useful for casual, short-lived "hey, how's it going?" type conversations, not the "hey, I'm pregnant and the baby is yours, by the way. Have a nice day" type.

How was she supposed to word this so that she could say it without it being awkward? She could ask for his email address! Yes, she could email him the news in the form of a newsletter and... No, that was stupid. Of course such news should not be broken via email. She'd have to tell him in person. Maybe she could email the news to her parents instead... With the conclusion reached, leaf plucked up the courage to send the boy a message...

"Hi, how are you?"

Leaf shifted her thumb to the backspace button and held it there, erasing the message. Too casual.

"Hi, I've got something to say. Can we meet up?"

Leaf repeated her actions and deleted the message. To Leaf, it felt like she was inviting him out to confess her feelings to him, which by the way, she did NOT have any feelings for him.

She sat and thought about how to approach him in the message. She typed and deleted several times over and eventually gave up. There was no way this was going to happen so instead of facing her problems, Leaf chose to escape it for the meantime. She stepped of the bed, her usual oomph absent, and popped her shoes on, picked up her bag and stepped out of her flat that she shared with her friend, Misty, who she had met when she started her first year of university.

Leaf walked down to her nearby cafe and picked up and coffee then headed to the library where she continued on with her lab reports and research proposals.

She spent most of the day absorbed in her work, her mind only occasionally drifting to her growing baby but she quickly snapped herself out of that particular thought and pushed on.

Beep. Beep.

Leaf looked down at her phone.

Misty.

She opened up thee text and read it.

Hey, where are you? I thought it was fajita night tonight! Are you coming home for that? x

Leaf looked at the time. It was almost seven already.

Hi, yes! Of course! When have I ever missed fajita night! I'm at the library just now. Be back in a bit xxxxxxx

With that Leaf finished off where she was and packed up her bag and, once packed, she stood up and as she did so felt light headed, almost passing out. She could feel herself hit the ground as she fell; only losing consciousness momentarily.

"You okay there?" Asked a voice.

Leaf slowly pushed herself up onto her elbows and looked at where the voice came from, although she already knew who it was – she could tell from the lack of concern in the tone.

The father. Gary. He stood nonchalantly leaning against the shelf as he skimmed through the pages of a textbook.

Leaf looked at him blankly from her position on the ground and tried to think of something to say, but all that came out was, "the carpet here is lovely" before promptly climbing back onto her feet.

"Leaf? Gary?"

Both brunets turned to see Ash, the mutual friend's party that they had both attended, the guy who Leaf now saw as the catalyst (amongst many other things) to her problem. Ash was someone both Leaf and Gary had known since childhood. He was often the third member of any group projects they did and acted as a peacemaker between both Gary and Leaf's opposing flamboyant personalities.

"Ash, you're here late." Leaf said, Gary on the other hand just continued on with his reading, ignoring the black haired boy.

Ash ignored the girl's statement. "Are you okay, Leaf? That looked like quite a nasty fall."

"Apparently she likes the carpet." Gary stated completely deadpan.

"Really?" Ash replied as he looked down at the floor.

Leaf often wondered how Ash had managed to get into university, never mind a top university like Celadon.

"What are you doing here, Ash? Should you not be at mine for fajita night already? Misty's not going to be happy about both of us being late." Leaf said.

"I was just leaving."

"Me too."

"Shall we go together?"

"Sure."

"Bye Gary." Ash said as he and Leaf began to leave the library. They walked out of the library in silence and it wasn't until they were halfway home that Ash spoke up. "Leaf, we've known each other for a long time, right?"

Leaf looked at Ash, "Of course! You're my oldest friend! You know everything about me." Except for one thing.

"Then can we be honest?"

"Of course."

"Are you seriously okay? You've been a bit different lately. Are you sick or something?" Ash asked and put a hand on Leaf's forehead which Leaf playfully batted away.

Sure Leaf had felt a tiny bit sick lately and sure she had had a lot on her mind and she had been a lot more tired lately but... Since when was Ash so observant? Leaf always remembered that time she broke her wrist when she was eight and how it took Ash a week to notice the mammoth cast around her hand!

"I've been okay, just uni has been stressful this year with coursework and exams coming up so soon." Leaf said, even though she was sure that was a lie. Leaf never let her work get the best of her; in fact, she thrived on the challenge of dealing with several tasks on her plate, her academic plate at least.

But she knew one thing for sure. She needed to act on things fast. If Ash noticed something is wrong with her, it was only a matter of time before the more observant people around her noticed too and act upon it.

Hi, we need to talk in person.

Leaf stared at the writing on her phone screen until it faded into darkness. Did that sound appropriate? Maybe?

She deleted the message anyway and started typing again.

Hi. We need to talk. In person. And no, it's not a love confession or anything crazy or wild like that.

Was that pushy? Yes. Most definitely.

Knock. Knock.

Leaf quickly shoved her phone under her pillow and looked at the ginger haired girl who had popped her head in.

"Hi." Leaf greeted with a smile.

"I'm about to serve dessert, you coming out for this."

"Of course." Leaf replied with enthusiasm and leaped off her bed, trying to act as normal as possible. She followed Misty to the kitchen area.

"What're you doing in there?" Misty asked as she cut a slice of apple pie and skilfully placed it on a clean plate without it crumbling in the slightest, and pushed it in front of Leaf who had taken a seat on the barstool across the breakfast bar.

"Just coursework and stuff. I can't believe all my deadlines are approaching so soon!" Leaf said as she shoved a forkful of pie into her mouth. She had made the decision to, for now, avoid telling Misty anything. That reminded her, she's have to sneakily empty the tests out of her bins before Misty offers to clean her room and stumbles upon it.

Leaf watched as Misty cut two more slices and plated it up then cling filmed the pie and stowed it away. "I'm going to take this next door; Ash'll probably want some too. Are coming over?"

Leaf eyed Misty up. "Me? Come over and be a third wheel? No thanks. I'm in a very committed relationship with my work."

Misty looked at Leaf, offended by her insinuation. "Ash and I are just friends. Nothing more."

"If you insist." Leaf said as Misty left and nipped across the hall where Ash stayed.

All alone, Leaf grabbed her plate and re-entered her bedroom and sat on her bed, taking one more mouthful of pie before setting her plate down on her bedside table and digging out her phone from under her pillow. Unlocking her phone and looking back at where she had left off, Leaf almost dropped her phone in shock.

Gary Oak is typing.

Why is Gary Oak typing?

Leaf had unintentionally sent the message. And worst of all, Gary had replied with his number followed by the words "call me."

Leaf sat and waited anxiously at a cafe on the other side of the city. The last thing she'd want is to taint her favourite cafe with memories of what was going to happen today (in her mind, there was no way the news was going to go down well with Gary). She had spent a considerable amount of time convincing Gary that she had to speak to him in person last night before he finally agreed to meet her.

Leaf glanced nervously on her watch. The king hand was almost on the three. Fifteen minutes. The boy was fifteen minutes late but it felt much longer than that.

She almost bounced off her seat when she heard the door open and (finally) saw Gary make an appearance. He took his time and ordered a coffee at the counter before he casually strode over and took the seat across from Leaf.

"What took you so long!" Leaf asked anxiously. She tried not to yell, it was a small cafe after all and she did not need everyone knowing about her condition. They may have been on the other side of town but word travelled fast around the area. Leaf was pretty certain that the girl sitting on the far side went to her uni and that it was not her paranoia playing tricks on her.

"Don't know if you've noticed but we're not exactly close to where I stay." Gary retorted. "And thanks for greeting me oh-so politely there."

Leaf pulled a face at him. That was something she was used to hearing from him back when they studied together at high school. "Point taken but you could've said something. I've been waiting!"

"I'm pretty sure whatever it is you wanted to say could've been said on the phone."

"I'd think not! I can't tell you that... I..." Leaf let out a frustrated groan. Picturing the conversation in her head was hard but trying to say it was a million times worse.

Gary eyed her suspiciously, then the waitress who set his mug on the table amorously, then back at Leaf suspiciously again.

"Look, I'm just going to come out and say it..." Leaf took a few deep breaths and eventually managed to let the words come out, "I'm pregnant."