For those of you who don't know me, I'm ESF, originally writing that lone Death Note story that hasn't been updated in ages. I have no idea where that's going to go, but to prove that I'm not just being lazy and doing nothing, I'm posting this way earlier than I intended. It's 2013 now, so I figured why not?
The pokemon you'll see in this plot are all up to Sinnoh, but none from Unova – sorry. I may make a reference to the region, but otherwise, even the pokemon from Sinnoh aren't familiarized very well with Kanto, Johto, or Hoenn. Since the characters in pokemon never seem to age, I'm going to majorly skip ahead and try to put things into more of a realistic perspective. Also, the pokeballs are similar to how they are in the manga: you can actually see the pokemon inside. You'll understand more when you read it later.
So grab some cookies or Reeses cups, cuddle under a snuggie with a best friend who will probably poke fun at you for reading a pokemon romance fanfic, set up some pokeraps in the background, and enjoy the story.
Warning: The summary of this story is subject to change at any time. Please do not be angered by my indecisiveness. Thank you for your cooperation.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or any of its characters. I do, however, own Cam, the train station guys, and...well, any character unfamiliar to Game Freak, Takeshi Shudo (may his gloriously brilliant soul rest in peace), and any of the increasingly disappointing writers of the Pokemon TV series (sorry, Black and White lovers. It had to be said).
Chapter 1: Shut Your Big Meowth!
"Bellsprout, vine whip!" a voice commanded in a flurry of panic. Before the small pokemon could attack however, it was kocked back by an unforgiving scratch from the paw of a very angry meowth.
"Bell…" was all the bellsprout could manage as it fell to the ground in defeat.
A boy, not even old enough to be on a pokemon journey, returned his last pokemon shakily and gulped at the large group of meowth that were eyeing him dangerously. Their whiskers twitched as they moved in. Just as the alpha meowth prepared to pounce on its fearful prey, the voice of the boy's savior ripped through the air.
"Dragonbreath!
A serpentine-like pokemon dove out into the clearing and shot green flames from its mouth. The blast was powerful – power that only a dragon pokemon could possess. Emerald flames danced in a protective line between the group and the boy before they evaporated, leaving behind a charred, smoking line.
"Now, use twister, Jabari!" The creature (of what the boy determined to be a dratini) gave an effective, yet strained whip of its tail that sent gusts of wind toward the attackers. The cats panicked and scattered, diving into the shelter of the bushes. The alpha meowth still remained; his tail bristling.
"Slam!" The dratini sprung up in the air and landed on the smaller pokemon with an ill-sounding thud. Normally a meowth would have easily dodged an airborne attack, but this dratini moved so fast that it could put an electrike to shame.
"Go, pokeball!" Meowth glowed with a red familiar light and disappeared. A shaking pokeball took its place.
The boy stood stunned for a moment as a female trainer bounded out of the shadows cast by the trees and ceased the capture device quickly. "Are you okay, kid?" she turned to face him, and he took notice of her appearance: more specifically, her hair. It was a strikingly deep red, reminding the boy of razz berries, and tied loosely off to the side. A few freckles darted her features, adding to the kid-ish effect, but on the other hand she looked to be a teen. Her tacky attire included a black zip-up jacket lined with white fuzz, a red plaid skirt, converse shoes with neon green laces, and black socks that went all the way up past her knees.
And this was the trainer that caught his meowth?
"H-Hey! I was going to catch that pokemon!" the boy yelled indignantly with clenched fists. How dare her! It was obvious that he almost had it.
The girl in question narrowed her eyes and frowned. The ball containing the meowth was being tossed repeatedly and carelessly into the air and the dratini slithered to its trainer's feet. "Thank you, oh glorious trainer! You've saved my life from a pack of ferocious pokemon! How can I ever repay you?" her voice became high-pitched in attempts to mimic the response she would have liked to receive.
The child glared at this and held up a pokeball. "I'm warning you! If – If you don't give it back, I'll fight you for it!" In all honesty, he really didn't care which meowth he caught. He was just mad that a girl had not only caught the strongestmeowth out of the group, but saved his butt in the process.
She stared at him for a moment before she burst out into unimaginably fierce laughter. His brow twitched as she wiped an invisible tear from her eye.
"What's so funny?"
"Silly boy. I just watched you battle! You don't have anymore pokemon left." In response, the boy pulled a childish pout. "No worries, though. I can walk you to the pokemon center if you want."
He blinked in surprise at her kind offer, but a scowl quickly took over his face. "No way! I'm not going anywhere until I get my meowth back!"
"Look, kid! It's fair game! I weakened it, I caught it, so it's mine!" she barked and took a threatening step forward. Her dratini noticed this and bravely nudged her leg with its big silver nose, reminding the trainer to keep her cool. She inhaled and exhaled sarcastically, earning an eye roll from her pokemon. Regardless, she put the meowth on her belt and crossed her arms. "Fine. Don't accept my gracious help." She turned on her heel and stomped away while her dratini barely managed to dodge her raging feet.
Uncertainly, the boy glanced at his surroundings. He had chased the felines farther than he usually did, and he didn't recognize where he was at all. Just as the trainer was about to leave his sight, he called, "Wait!"
…
"So…you live in Vermillion?" the trainer asked after a long awkward silence. They were traveling on Route 6 in the direction of said city without much disturbance from wild pokemon, which they were rather thankful for.
"Yeah," the boy said gruffly. He was still fuming from earlier, no doubt. More silence enveloped the pair as they walked on. He took notice of the dratini at the red-head's feet once again. He kept giving the pokemon curious looks as it slithered like a snake on the dirt path. "Where did you get a dratini?"
She smiled proudly. "His name is Jabari. I caught him at Dragon's Den in Blackthorn City when I was visiting Johto."
He went wide-eyed. "The Dragon's Den? In Blackthorn?"
"Yep. That's where all the best dragon tamers come from! Claire, Lance-"
"If you're a dragon tamer, then why do you need a meowth?"
A vein nearly popped out of her forehead. "Still won't let that go?" she shouted angrily. Had she been standing still, she would've stomped her foot in frustration; a bad thing for poor Jabari.
"Well all of the best dragon tamers only tame dragon pokemon."
"Aw, what do you know? You're just a kid!" She calmed down a bit before adding inquisitively, "How old are you, anyway?"
"Nine. But in a month, I'm going to be old enough to go on a pokemon adventure and be the best trainer in all of Kanto!"
She raised an eyebrow at the little soon-to-be trainer and took note of the determination in his eyes before responding with a somewhat genuine smile. "Well, good luck. It's a rough world out there." Tch. Dream big, little nine-year-old. Otherwise, she liked his spunk.
The city was almost in full view. White and brown houses of all shades were scattered across the area as well as shops. They could even get a glimpse of the port from the large hill they were now starting to walk down. The girl squinted at the sun's rays and tilted her head. She couldn't help but to feel as if she'd forgotten something.
Then it hit her.
She whipped out her pokenav and checked the time. Sure enough, she was way behind schedule.
"Oh crap! I'm never gonna make it in time!"
"In time for wha-"
The girl turned the way they had come and sped off before he could finish his sentence, leaving him (quite literally) eating her dust. "You can make it to Vermillion from here! It's not that far!" she threw over her shoulder.
A few seconds later, he recovered from his coughing fit and gave a start. "Um…wait!" He frantically positioned his hands around his mouth to serve as a megaphone. "My name is Leo!"
The redhead smirked, Jabari hot on her heels. "Call me Cam!"
Leo pulled a face as her figure disappeared. "I didn't hear you…" he muttered sadly. "Hm?" He spotted a pokeball overturned in the grass, of which he assumed to be the trainer's. He picked it up and examined the red tinted, yet transparent surface of the ball. There was a pokemon inside, but he didn't recognize it. Shrugging, he clicked the button and the ball opened, causing Leo to be temporarily blinded by the white light since he was so close.
"What kind of pokemon are you?" He inspected the tiny metal-clad pokemon as it smiled up at him with huge blue eyes.
"Aron!" was its happy reply.
…
Cam's feet pounded against the dirt path as she followed the swiveled route back to Saffron. She would've taken a shortcut through the trees and the grass, but she didn't want to risk wild pokemon slowing her down. "Keep going, Jabari! We're probably not going to make it, but we can try!"
The pokemon would have rolled his eyes had he not been rushing by his trainer's side. She was always horrible at encouragement.
Once inside the ginormous city, she made a beeline for the train station. She noticed the usual large clock hanging above the entrance way, but stumbled when she saw that she only had a minute left.
"Out of my way, please! Excuse me! Sorry!" Cam pushed through the throng of people as quickly and politely as possible, despite the old woman that she was certain she bowled over.
When she finally burst free from the crowd, her pace only quickened from the adrenaline.
One of the police officers stepped out from behind the corner to see what all the commotion was about. A girl and a dratini were racing towards him at top speed, causing him to jump in fright. He raised an eyebrow when he spotted her red hair and instantly recognized her. He crossed his arms and shook his head. "Here we go again…"
"Keep up, Jabari!" he heard the trainer say as she rifled through her pouch to retrieve the pass, the action clearly slowing her down.
The police officer adjusted his hat and said loud enough to be heard, "Don't worry about it; just go!"
Cam's eyes brightened as she removed her hands from her pouch and raced passed the police officer so fast that he felt the gush of wind that came with it. "Thanks, Al!"
He smiled halfheartedly and offered a little wave, even though she didn't see it.
"She does know that this is the fastest train in all of Kanto" another police officer walked up to the gateman, scratching his head in wonder, "and that she can just catch it again in about an hour or so, right?"
Al shrugged. "Who knows with that girl? Some say she's almost as strange as Duplica." This earned a chuckle from his companion.
Cam must have tripped on the stairs so many times, it was a wonder how she didn't fall and break her skull. She smiled when the Magnet Train came in view; she was only a few steps away, now…
Then the door started to close.
Anger picked at her nerves. "Not today!" She leapt at the train with her arms shielding her view, hoping she wouldn't crash too badly. Actually, she was more worried about getting stuck between the door and the side as it closed. Talk about scary.
Jabari hummed as his body charged with power. He released a full on agility attack, crashing into Cam's back and as a result, sending the pair flying into the train and making painful contact with the opposite wall.
Passengers stared: some were in absolute disbelief at the girl who looked as if she was going to kill herself just by trying to get on a train, while some merely sighed at the scene, having already encountered the girl's crazy antics on previous occasions.
"Hah, we made it!" She jumped up and struck a victory pose as the train began to move. Jabari rapidly shook his head a few times to get rid of the slight pain in his nose and slithered to the side as Cam sat down on the floor again. There weren't any vacant seats in this part of the train, which was really no surprise for her considering she had almost missed the departure, but she didn't mind sitting on the floor. She smiled a big smile and directed it at her pokemon. "Smart move, Jabari. Way to think on your belly."
The pokemon narrowed his eyes in response, and Cam appeared confused. "What's up?"
Jabari hummed lowly and hit his tail against the floor.
"Did you just growl at me?" Cam had a dangerous edge in her voice, but her dratini held her gaze steadily. "Oh, I know what it is." She nodded and crossed her arms, leaning back on the wall. "You're mad because I told that Leo kid I got you from Blackthorn, aren't ya?"
He nodded and brought his tail closer to his body, as if waiting for an explanation.
"What? I wasn't going to tell him that I won you at the slots! That whole story was just to get him off my back about Meowth. We've done this before, remember? Every time you're too weak to battle or you just need to save time, bring up Dragon's Den and people leave you alone. Not that hard when you have a dratini to show for it." She winked and smiled cutely before drawing out a huff. "Though, that kid was feistier than I thought. Oh well, it doesn't matter. I'm probably never going to see him again anyway, and I managed to get the pokemon Uncle Nigel wanted." During her speech, she had brought out Meowth's ball and poked the red part of the sphere, causing the miniature cat to swat a paw at the surface.
Cam's lips curved upward as little hearts sprouted from around her face. "You're so cute~!"
Jabari closed his eyes and hummed in defeat, curling up his stubby body and resting his head on his tail.
Fifteen minutes later and they arrived in Goldenrod City. Cam beamed as she stepped out onto the platform and put her hands on her hips, taking a deep and audible breath before exhaling loudly. "Nothing like traveling by train, huh Jabari?" A train that went 340 miles per hour still amazed her to this day. When she was younger, she would ride the train for no other reason than to ride it.
Her pokemon nodded happily in reply as the two headed out of the station. The city was bustling with action and conversation: it was a pretty lively place. The radio tower was the closest, but as soon as she walked out onto the main street, one could see that the department store was the busiest. The amount of people rushing in and out was enough to make her head spin.
Jabari nudged his trainer with his nose, obviously wanting something. Cam looked at him in question before snapping her fingers. "Ah!" She reached into her pouch and took out a small jug of water. "Almost forgot to give this to you." Cam unscrewed the cap and stuck the bottle under Jabari's nose. The pokemon happily clutched the bottle in his hidden mouth and tipped his head up, drinking half of the liquid inside before setting it down. Cam grinned and picked up the jug, pouring the rest of it on Jabari while making sure to get his stomach. "We can use the rest of it since we're close to Uncle Nigel's. Then you can swim in the pond all you want, okay?"
The trainer knew for a fact that nearly all dratini spent most of their first evolution lives in the water, and a lot of particular trainers from the Pokemon Fan Club would consider a dratini on land to be some form of abuse. However, this pokemon was received from the prize exchange, making it a lot tougher. Not only that, Cam had the special training of her uncle to help her out.
Cam was about to rise from the ground, but turned her head to examine the odd coloring that flashed through her peripheral. The sun glinted off of the object in a way that made her flinch, but as she moved her head to the side, she deduced that it wasn't that threatening. "A necklace?" She was almost sure it was. She moved closer and picked it up, being careful not to hold it to the light for fear of the sun attacking her poor vision. It was a yin-yang necklace. The yellow half blended in with the road and the other half was a light shade of green. She stood and crushed the empty water jug and threw it in a nearby trashcan, keeping her eyes on the necklace. She smiled and put the black string around her neck, holding up the pendant for Jabari to see. "It's plain, but it's kinda pretty!"
Jabari tilted his dragon head at the object and narrowed one eye. Cam laughed at the strange expression, but the confusion on the pokemon's face was replaced with annoyance as he slapped his tail against the ground.
"Huh? What is it now?"
He pointed back at the spot where she found the necklace with the tip of his tail and stared her down expectantly.
"Don't get your fins in a twist! It's not like I'm stealing it. If the person really wanted it, she'd make sure to keep it around her neck, right?" After she received a glare, she said, "I'll tell you what: if we ever run into the girl this belongs to, I'll give it back, that's all."
He let out a soft inaudible sigh as Cam began to slip the pendant under the front of her jacket to conceal it. Jabari smacked his tail against the ground a little bit harder this time.
"I…I just don't want it getting in the way!" she fibbed. Jabari's moral values had always been higher than her own, though she never understood why he was so bent on being Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes.
She took a step forward, heading in the direction of her uncle's, only to do an abrupt double take behind her. The Goldenrod City Gym sat all by its lonesome at the edge of the district. The sign next to it read:
Goldenrod City Pokemon Gym Leader: Whitney
The Incredibly Pretty Girl!
She smiled and bounced on her heels in excitement.
"Come on, Jabari! Let's go see Whitney first!"
The dragon pokemon seemed to like this idea and the clash about the pendant was quickly forgotten.
"Let's make it a race, okay? Ready! Set!" Cam took off before officially starting the race and went until she was over halfway there before shouting, "Go!"
Jabari's eyes glinted mischievously and swished his tail back and forth, waiting for the right moment. Energy surged through his body as he performed agility for the second time that day, being the first to make it through the door that his trainer had just opened.
"Hey!" She stomped her foot angrily and glared while Jabari lifted his head proudly. "That was cheating!"
"Darling Camellia!"
Cam snapped out of her frustration at the serpent and whipped her head around to see a gorgeous brunette in her mid 20's run up to her with open arms. The luscious blonde curls and waves of her hair bounced behind her and she was wearing a simple white tank top and a short purple skirt. The amount of jewelry she had on (mostly silver-colored) exceeded the average wearer and her strappy summer heels carried her with grace that only a beauty could manage.
"Samantha!" Cam called brightly as she prepared for a hug.
The beauty embraced her warmly. "We missed you!"
Cam heard a sigh coming from her left. "Sam and Cam: reunited once again."
"That was a slant rhyme! Very clever."
"Thanks Carrie, but you ruined my cool moment by pointing it out…"
Samantha released the redhead and the latter smiled at the two lasses, Cathy and Carrie. "Oh, you girls!" After sharing hugs with her longtime friends, she pulled away and searched the gym. "Is Whitney here?"
It was Samantha who answered from the floor since she had crouched down to pat Jabari on the head. "No, you just missed her. She went home for the day, and we were staying behind for cleanup."
Cathy rolled her eyes. "Victoria went home, too. She said something about breaking a nail…"
"Hey! That is some very serious business!" Samantha declared and nodded as if it was a stated fact in an encyclopedia. "A woman's nails are treasures that should be protected and pampered to bring out the pure, admirable femininity just waiting to be shown to the world!"
Cam shrugged, deciding not to comment on Samantha's short rant. "I'll just come by tomorrow to see them. Maybe I could watch you tear up more of the gym during training…" She motioned towards the knocked over potted plants, ripped up wallpaper, and scattered flowers across the gym floor as she said this and the other girls chuckled. "Need any help?" she offered, but Cathy shook her head.
"No, we're fine. Did you go see your uncle yet?"
Carrie cut in before she could reply. "Moreover, did you catch that meowth he wanted?"
"Uh…no and yes," she answered the questions in sequence and the girls squealed in excitement. "Let me see it!" the lasses shouted simultaneously, allowing Cam's smile to widen. Carrie and Cathy weren't related, but they could most definitely pass as sisters. They looked similar, they always dressed the same, but in different colors, they say the same things at the same time – not to mention their names coordinated as twin names usually do.
The trainer removed her meowth from her belt and let it out of its ball, causing the girls to gasp at its cuteness.
"Is it a boy or girl?"
"Can I pet it?"
"Is it soft?"
"How strong is it?"
"Calm down, calm down," Cam said as Samantha called out her own meowth. She let out a cheerful meow and when she spotted newcomer she stared curiously.
Cam's meowth held a poker face in return, but when she took a seemingly harmless step forward, it glared and hissed angrily, bringing out its claws in a threatening manner.
"Meowth! That wasn't very nice!" Cam put her hands on her hips and glared at the pokemon. It was a mean cat when she met it and it was a mean cat now. For some reason, this logic didn't make sense to her.
Meowth sat on the ground roughly and stuck its nose up in the air.
Cam raised an eyebrow warningly. "Okay, you sassy sack of fur. Back in the ball for you." She returned the pokemon and put it back on her belt. "Sorry, Samantha. It seems so cute when it's curled up in its pokeball."
"No worries! That's understandable – it's a new pokemon."
The redheaded trainer smiled. "Well, I should go see my uncle and give him this bratty pokemon. Hopefully he can teach it a few manners."
After saying her goodbyes, she walked out of the gym with her hands cradling the back of her head. The sun was setting, giving the sky a purplish tint. She admired the unique color for a bit and relaxed, letting the low volume of the city carry her thoughts from topic to topic. The department store was closing, meaning everyone was going home. There weren't that many people out and about, and the rushing had faded into a slow and steady pace.
"Get out of the way!"
Well. There goes the peace.
Cam didn't get a chance to see who yelled the warning because Jabari head butted her side. She fell with a thud as a kid on a wobbly bike zipped by at an alarming speed. She spat some of her dark colored hair out of her mouth and glared at the bicyclist, but her expression changed from annoyance to shock.
A boy with spiky brown hair was in the direct line of the contraption's path, but what caused her panic was the pokemon egg he was holding in his arms.
"Watch out!" Cam shrieked and her heart nearly stopped as she envisioned the egg's impending doom. She rose from the ground quickly just as the endangered boy spun around. Time only allowed his eyes to widen and the bicyclist nailed the front wheel into his leg. All Cam heard was a yelp and the crashing of the bike, but she had barely witnessed the scene.
Faster than any quick attack performed by any pokemon, she seized an ultraball from her waist and threw it as far as she could. "Syke! Catch that egg quick! Jabari, twister!"
Out of the ball came Syke, an abra that wasted no time in springing forward as soon as he hit the ground. He leapt into the air with his arms outstretched just as her dratini let a twister fly off the end of his tail. The wind pushed Syke farther as he came closer to the egg. Cam gasped when she saw that her abra flew a little bit farther above the egg than she would have liked due to his short arms. Thus, his attempts at grabbing it had failed.
As luck would have it, Syke wasn't a pokemon to disappoint his trainer. His tail was longer than his arms, which he used to his advantage. Just as his stubby arms missed the target, his tail curled up towards his body and lightly smacked the object into his tiny hands. He held it protectively to his chest as he somersaulted expertly through the air before landing harshly on the ground.
Cam held her breath and raced to her pokemon, her eyes glued to the egg. "Is it okay?" Worry had glossed over her amber eyes, making them twinkle enough for one to think she was going to cry.
Syke gently handed the egg to Cam as she inspected it for cracks. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found none. "Good job, Syke."
Her abra puffed out his chest and smiled proudly. This glorious moment was interrupted by a distressed Jabari, who nudged Cam. The redhead flipped her hair out of her face in a gentle motion and glanced in the direction her pokemon was pointing at. She'd completely forgotten about the boys involved in the accident, who were now groaning on the ground in pain. She rushed over to the one who was carrying the egg before and crouched down to his level. His black t-shirt and baggy blue jeans were plagued with dirt from where the bike wheel had unmercifully run him over. He was trying to get up, but it wasn't quite working.
"Are you all right?" she asked worriedly.
"Not…really." He didn't so much as glance at her as he tried desperately to stand. "The egg…"
"No, it's fine! I have it here, see?" Cam held it out to confirm its condition.
The teen eyed the oval object and gave a small nod. "You saved it…I saw…" He put a hand on the left side of his abdomen and groaned inwardly. "That was some nice" he stopped in mid-sentence when his eyes met hers. Cam's widened in turn as her heart skipped a beat and she nearly dropped the egg, but he didn't seem to notice. All she could pull into focus were his eyes. They were pools of pitch black, maybe with a hint of green, but they seemed warm and inviting. There were no words in her vocabulary that seemed to fully define them. A foreign feeling had washed over her right then and there, but it wasn't bad, she decided. Wait, how long had she been staring? "...teamwork," he finally finished before blinking and quickly drawing his eyes back to the egg.
"Oh, um…" Her mind moved slowly as she tried to remember what the hell he had said before that. An angry sounding voice entered her head as it yelled, "Way to go, Cam! Make yourself look stupid!"
She scrunched her nose at this thought and took to staring at the egg in her hands, wondering what she should do or say next.
The boy riding the bike shook slightly as he stood up while looking very guilty and apologetic. He put his hands together and bowed his head once he regained his balance. "I'm really, really, really sorry! I just got this bike from the bike shop, and it's one of the first to be tested, but the breaks wouldn't work, and-"
"You should be sorry! This poor pokemon wouldn't have been able to live if my abra wasn't so skilled!" Jabari slapped his tail over his face at her comment as Cam jumped up and held out the egg in hopes to enhance the raven-haired teen's guilt.
"I know, and I'm truly sorry! If there's any way I can make it up to you-"
"Nah, don't worry about it."
Cam turned in surprise at the spiky-haired teen beside her, who had slowly and steadily risen from the cement. "What?"
"He obviously didn't mean to do what he did. As long as the egg is safe – that's really all I care about." He held out his hands and Cam reluctantly handed the fragile item over.
"Awww!" a group of girls chorused at the comment not too far from the pair. They were huddled together and smiling goofy grins directed at the russet haired boy. Cam raised her eyebrows, not expecting that reaction from bystanders at all. He didn't appear surprised and turned to them. Cam had to refrain from letting her jaw drop as she witnessed him soak up the attention by smirking and winking. In response, the girls blushed and giggled while some let out dreamy sighs.
He turned to the amber eyed trainer.
"Thanks. Though next time, I'll be on my guard enough to where I won't need help from any razz heads like you," he said arrogantly as he directed his smirk at Cam this time and the girl blinked in surprise at his sudden change in attitude. Razz head? Did he just call her a razz head? He had walked away (with a slight limp) and he raised a hand. "Smell ya later."
Cam couldn't take the weight in her jaw as she let it drop, staring after the guy that had just insulted her. It took her a few seconds to recover before complete anger took over. She clenched her fists and yelled, "That was so rude!" If he heard her (she was positive that he did), then he didn't respond. This only maddened Cam even more as she began to march after the object of her fury, only for one of her legs to be held back by Jabari's wrap and the other held by Syke's small yet strong arms. She struggled as she waved her fists in the air, making a scene. "Hey, get back here! Who the hell does he think he is – talking to me with a mouth like that? Let me at him! Just one hit, that's all I need! And here I thought he was nice! That little-"
She was cut off with a cough from the bicyclist. She turned to glare at him and crossed her arms. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?"
The boy gave a start and threw a hand behind his head, scratching it mindlessly as he tried to figure out what to say. "Uh…sorry?"
"Well why didn't you say that in the first place?" she snapped.
He stuttered when he realized that he was going to fall victim to her mindless anger. "Um…" He backed up slowly, nearly tripping over his fallen bike in the process. His voice picked up quick as he tried to string together a coherent sentence. "H-Hi, my name is Adam. What's yours?" He tried the friendly approach and held out a hand. Cam took a threatening step in front of her (causing Syke to stumble) which was enough to scare the poor kid into jumping backwards, tripping on his bike, and falling to the ground.
Cam flicked her hand at her pokemon, who released her on command as the former walked up to the boy with an agitated face. Adam flinched when she held out her hand, but looked up in surprise when he didn't feel the dreaded slap.
"Cam."
Adam hesitated in taking the hand, but gave in and allowed her to pull him up. She was looking more to the side than anything else and her eyes were narrowed. It was clear that she was still angry, meaning that Adam was treading some dangerous waters.
Cam's eyes darted to Adam, then back to the spot she had been studying. This repeated several times before the girl pulled another frustrated face and returned Syke.
"So, your name is Adam?" She exhaled and forced a smile, which was obviously fake. "I'd take that bike back if I were you. It'll earn the shop a bad reputation." She instantly dropped the façade as something came to her mind and grabbed her pokenav, checking the time. "Oh no! Jabari, we're late! I can't believe I forgot again!" She jumped over the bike and raced passed Adam as well as her dratini, leaving the boy in a puzzled state. He had no idea what had just happened. He picked up his bike and rolled it in the direction of the shop, but halted when he saw a medium-sized crowd of people gathered around the area. He was so afraid of Cam that he didn't realize the accident had attracted this much attention.
He gave an awkward smile to the group as he pushed his bike out of the crowd, hearing the strangest things being whispered along the way.
"Was that just Cam?"
"…he was in the Pokemon League?"
"…abra looked wicked."
"That was the same boy that…"
"Really?"
"…his grandson, Gary Oak…"
Anyone hear the "What kind of pokemon are you~?" song after Leo said that line at the beginning? xD I just had to point that out.
Read! Review! All that good stuff. Any criticism is welcome, though, don't be harsh to the point of classifying as a flamer. Since I have a couple other chapters written, I'll be updating soon. Happy New Year~