Happy birthday Yuki! Hopefully, you'll see this~ Anyways, I hope you have a great day and stuffs, keep being awesome and I hope you're still watching Free! because WOW IT'S GREAT

sooo since you like SoulSilver, I made this little drabble just for you! x3 I hope you like it~

-Disclaimer: Really? Really. Wow, omg I like totally own Pokémon. And if you don't understand sarcasm, NOPE I DON'T OWN POKEMON-

After knowing Kotone for a whole year, Silver had realized that she liked to ask questions. Way too many questions. And they weren't even those types of questions you'd ask someone when you trying to get to know them, like what your favorite color was (black, just so you know) and his starter Pokémon was(his Totodile, which he totally did not steal).

Instead, Kotone was such a very, erm, unique trainer, who liked to ask some stupid questions like, "Oh, Silver, why the heck is your hair red?" or "You seriously don't like cookies? Why not? Everyone likes cookies!"

Sure, he admitted (only to himself) that she and her way of asking questions were actually sort of cute, but overall, it was annoying. Very annoying. Eventually, it came to the point where every day he'd be bracing himself for some stupid question coming from the brunette.

So it surprised him when the question of the day was a little different from the usual, helpless questions she asked.

"Silver, why do you hate me?" she asked, a frown evident on her face.

The two were sitting under a large tree, taking a break from life. It was in the middle of summer, the sun beating down as it shone brightly in the air, and they had melting popsicles in their hands, as they weren't fast enough to save it from the summer heat. Silver turned from blankly watching the clouds in the sky move to Kotone, who was still awaiting an answer.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, attempting to suppress the urge to grab her, pull her closer to his chest and tell her that he fucking loved her. Was she so stupid that she couldn't even tell Silver's love for her, which burned with the flames of a thousand suns? Being so heartless for so long (although being with Kotone had changed that), he was able to disguise his confusion and slight annoyance at the question she had asked him.

Instead, he simply stated, "I don't hate you Kotone. And even if I did hate you, I'm way nicer to you than to other people."

Whenever Silver had his mind wander to the times where he had actually been nice to people, those memories hadn't included nice words, politely shaking someone's hands, or saying 'please' or 'thank you' – nope, instead it included some wonderful selection of cuss words, screaming at people to get out of his way , and cold glares at whoever stared.

"Well, why do you ignore me then? And why do you always want to have battles with me instead of just hanging out? And why do you keep hanging out with me when you really hate me? Why…" her voice started to drone on and on with questions he hadn't been prepared to answer.

Finally, after being asked what probably could have been the millionth question she had asked in just five minutes alone, he gripped her shoulders (very tightly) and looked at her straight in the eyes.

"Kotone, I fucking love you, you stupid marshmallow-hat wearing, insane, cute idiot! Now please, shut the hell up!"

"Uhm, o-okay!" And she quickly turned away from Silver, whose face was now red – from anger or from embarrassment, she didn't really know. In fact, she wasn't sure how to react from his confession – or was she being insulted? Either way, by this time, Kotone had decided never to question Silver's love for her again.