Traded

By: kawaii-Cherimu130

A/N: This is kinda modeled after the Gold version gamepack, soooooo yeah you'll see some resemblence here.


His banged his fists on the wooden door as hard as he could. He heard the sound of the rusty, golden door knob turn, and then the wooden door creaked open. "Why, hello there, Kenta!" Greeted a young boy. "Hey, Kyle!" Kenta greeted happily as he stepped into the household.

Kenta and Kyle were two different people when it came down to personaility and interests. Kenta wore a red hoodie with dull, grey shorts. Placed on the top of Kenta's head, was a white and red Pokemon league cap. For shoes, he wore white sneakers. His lively looking, brown eyes, matched with his rich, deep, brown hair. Kenta had a slender body, and with his pretty smile, Kenta looked attractive.

Kyle, however, was an exception. He wore a navy blue T-shirt, greyish shorts, and his shoes were a pair of white sneakers, just like Kenta's, but cleaner. Kyle's appearence wasn't very charming in the least. He had black, short hair that hadn't been combed in months, and his eyes were teal colored. The only thing Kyle had that was good looking was his smile. Instead of Kenta, you could actually tell that Kyle was a perky, and chipper person just by staring at his smile.

"So," Kyle began as Kenta took a seat on the pink pillows that layed on the hard, wooden floor. "Have you caught my Bellsprout yet?" Kyle asked as he pushed his door closed. "No," Kenta muttered. "Not yet. It's harder than you think it is." Kyle turned around and gave Kenta a smirk, his eyebrows arched together. "Oh really?" "Yeah..." Kenta mumbled.

Kyle let out a deep sigh. "Look, if it's to hard, then why not team up with me?" Kenta gave Kyle a cold glare. Kenta perferred training solo above anything else, and working with someone who didn't even know how to battle was pointless.

"No thanks. I can catch a Pokemon on my own, thank you very much." Kenta said as politely as he could. "You know, your Chikarita does need some more training. To be honest, it's kinda weak..." Kyle suggested.

Kenta latched his hand onto the door knob and gave a slow turn. The wooden door creaked open, and without a word, Kenta walked out. Kyle bit his lip. Why say something like that to a trainer who knows more about Pokemon than you do? Or, a trainer who's doing you a favor, for that matter? Kenta loved his Pokemon, and saying something like that to Kenta wasn't very...well, let's just say Kenta got mad easily. Kyle held his hand up against his forehead. Letting out a sigh, Kyle mumbled, "I hope Kenta doesn't take that comment too personal. After all, he does owe me that Bellsprout, loosing it because of something I said would be a shame."

Last week, Kenta had lost to Violet City's gym leader, Falkner. After all the training he had done at the Sprout Tower, none of the training seemed to help any. Kenta had heard about a boy named Kyle Davis, who would trade his Onix for a Bellsprout. Figuring an Onix could help him beat Falkner, and make a great additon to the team, Kenta had agreed to find, and catch, a Bellsprout for Kyle's Onix.

Sadly, Bellsprouts were hard to find. Kenta didn't know why they were so rare, but whatever the cause, it was getting harder and harder with each passing day. Of all Pokemon, Kyle had wanted a stupid Bellsprout. Why he wanted one, was because he collected Pokemon to help with his pokedex. Bellsprout was one of the Pokemon he needed, only Kyle didn't know how to battle. All he knew was the 'tossing the ball at the Pokemon' part. Which would explain why Kyle had any Pokemon at all.

So, Kyle needed some trainer to catch a Bellsprout and trade for his Onix. Kyle only had 3 Pokemon in his pokedex. An Onix, an Oddish, and soon it would be a Bellsprout---if Kenta ever found one, that is.

A/N: Sorry if this chapter is boring, but I promise it'll get better soon. This is pretty much the intro to it, but it will get better as the story goes on. Suggestions/critics are welcome!

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