Dear Scarlett and Sa-Chan. I'm hoping you will read this because you know when I first started this. I've written so much that I gave up on making a one-shot, so be ready for a couple of chapters on us.
Brief notes to both of you. Scarlett: I tried to keep you as in character as possible, but only you can make that possible. So please don't shoot me. This main part is for you, as it was written around your birthday.
Sa-Chan: Your main storyline is later on in the 'fic, so please just remain patient.
As for everybody else, I think I should introduce this a little better. For my birthday, I recieved a beautiful 'fic that involved us three (The Rival Trio - Search for us on here. :]) and I wanted to repay them for their hard work. So I've been working my butt off writing this.
So enjoy.-Xo*
"I don't see why you're dragging me around here. I'm still underage." One girl complained. She had beautiful sun kissed skin and a delicate doll like face that was so naturally beautiful it stunned quite a lot of people. She had mid length, dark hair that had a glossy texture. She was so beautiful it was sickening. Her foreign accent and perfectly eloquent voice added to her appeal.
Another girl, equally irritated, was walking along side her, albeit reluctantly. "Same here, what are you doing?" Her voice had a different accent, clearly not from around here. She had vivid green eyes that were as shocking as her striking presence. She had features of a young girl, but they had begun to noticeably become more pointed now she was getting older. Nobody could ignore the pale-skinned girl with her pretty blond hair, lightened due to the heat that had been beating down on her for this extended holiday.
Yes, conveniently, they'd managed to persuade their parents into letting them come on holiday. Whilst the first girl was quite far away, living in Hoenn which was a 7 hour flight. Her parents had taken some convincing, but she was very good with persuasion. The other lived in Kanto, not so long away, but her parents had still been reluctant to let her go.
They both shared a reason to come to Johto - despite the one's passionate hate for the place - and that was the third girl of the party, who was dragging said friends by one wrist each.
"Besanii." The second girl growled, her impatience getting the better of her. The girl she spoke to did not respond in any way but a quick skip and dragged them faster.
Besanii was the oldest of the three, physically at least. Her excitement and stupid girly ways got her unusually hyper for such a small little lady. However, with extreme highs came extreme lows.
Besanii was a broken girl.
During the teenage years of most girl's lives, there comes a special someone who becomes a crush you didn't consciously decide to have, and she was one of many. Some got lucky, enjoying their first real relationship for however long teenage romances could last.
Besanii was not so lucky. The boy in question was... Picky. It took a while for recover, and it is never something you can completely heal from, being at that melodramatic age and all.
They reached a small restaurant which she continued to drag them in without a moments pause. The two girls gained some composure, walking a little faster so they didn't look too resisting.
"Girls, this is Paul."
Both girls at her sides smiled as he turned to his name. They searched over him frantically with excitement. Besanii clung onto his arm, causing him to scowl. She giggled, knowing fully well he enjoyed the attention really. Yes, even the broken hearted would eventually find a suitable ending.
"This is Sarvani," she pointed to the darker haired girl of the two, who smiled sweetly and held out her hand. He shook it as Besanii continued her long awaited introduction; "and this is Scarlett." She gestured to the blond, who rose an eyebrow and then smiled too.
"We're sat over there." Paul nodded his head in the direction of the table. Besanii grinned; "perfect. Can you get the drinks?" He grunted in response, and Besanii slapped her hands together in delight, but muted the sound. She winked to her friends and ushered them away, awaiting their sudden whispers once they got far enough.
Once again, they didn't disappoint; "Who's he!"
"Where'd you meet him!"
"Where can I get one!" Besanii and Sarvani looked to the remaining girl, who blushed and squealed; "what!" They all burst into quiet giggles and sat down at the tables.
Besanii looked over to said person before she began giving them details, he was still waiting to order. She looked back to the girls who had sat opposite her; "well... He's a travelling trainer from Sinnoh." She had already begun to blush, and she was the type of girl who didn't just blush at the cheeks; "He says he followed a trainer into the Kimono dance theatre, and he saw me on stage. He told me that I stood out." She giggled, her face had become a bright flustered red by the end of the sentence.
"He's a little quiet." Sarvani noted, and Scarlett agreed with a nod of her head. Besanii grinned; "yeah. It's not a bad thing. Don't have to listen to him complain then do I?" Seeing him approach with a tray, she whispered quickly; "besides, he's a really good kisser." She winked and the two girls snickered. The tray came down onto the table and Besanii casually took hers; "isn't that right Paul?"
"What's that?" He looked at her curiously while sitting down next to her, but she didn't reply, she's already innocently shoved the straw in her mouth and began to sip down the crystalline white liquid she seemed to adore.
The other two girls giggled and did likewise.
"You never told us you were a Kimono girl." The green eyed girl inquired.
Besanii blinked, gulped and placed her drink down; "I'm not, not yet anyway. I get an Eevee if I get through though. I want a Vaporeon, but Sumomo already has one... Paul said I can evolve it into newly discovered pokemon back in his region."
"Leafeon and Glaceon." Scarlett nodded, putting her vast knowledge to use. The girl had spent most of her days reading rather than battling, but she was brilliant in both areas due to her sharp intelligence and quick responses. She took great pleasure in using fast pokemon such as her signature Charizard and Scyther combination that could keep up with her speedy reactions, and making her opponents squirm without landing a single hit.
Sarvani, more commonly known as Sa-Chan, was a coordinator, and a talented one too. She had an infinite imagination that she used with ease, having no trouble using her pokemon in ways people hadn't dreamt of. She kept a wide variety of pokemon that were all beautifully groomed and very pretty species such as her beautiful Ninetales, Absol and Gardevoir. She was truly inspiring, especially to a dancer such as Besanii.
The four ate happily, the females of the group filling up most of the conversation time, giving Paul little space to talk too. Not that he was all that bothered. He still ended up paying the bill, somehow. Besanii grinned sheepishly; "I forgot my purse!"
"Of course you did." He rolled his eyes, taking her hand and leading her out. She reached for Scarlett, who was closest and dragged her along, and she dragged Sa-Chan. They stopped on the small park on the other side of the road, where Paul had halted them and released a pokemon. His large Magmortar towered over them all and grinned to Besanii, who waved back.
"I have to go train." He smirked at them, and Besanii frowned, putting on a comical pout; "You always go training."
"Well you wouldn't be interested in me if I was a weak trainer, would you?" He rose an eyebrow, daring her to protest.
She grinned; "yeah you're right. Go train, you weakling." She rose onto her tip toes and awaited his kiss. He rolled his eyes and pressed his lips to hers quickly; "you can call me that when you can beat me." He growled, as she giggled and turned to her friends.
"Rairai wasn't feeling well! You caught her off guard!" Besanii protested, squealing very loudly. Paul was already walking off, but she could still see him chuckle. She sighed and turned on her heels; "I lied, I do have my purse. Let's go shopping!" She grinned, and her two friends did likewise.
Though Ecruteak city was small, it was next to the biggest city in Johto; Goldenrod. They were there in little time at all thanks to Besanii being older and able to drive. Over the years, she'd accumulated enough money through battling to buy her own ride, one of her favourite cars; a Morris Minor. It was a pretty dark red colour with grey seats, and she'd left with the roof folded back. Overall it was a very neat car for its age, a classic, of course. She climbed over the door and beckoned the girls to climb in too. They reluctantly leapt over and Besanii pulled away.
"How's the coordinating going, Sarvani?" Scarlett asked from the back seat, seeing as Besanii was concentrating on the busy roads. Sarvani smiled brightly into the mirror on the sun visor, her hair blew as the wind combed it out of her face; "I won my most recent one, I went up against this amazing coordinator who had a brilliant Absol just like mine. He commanded it in a way that made me quite scared, but me and my Absol pulled through."
"As always."
"And you?" Besanii asked, her eyes flicking to the mirror and straight back to the road.
"Alright." Scarlett insisted, closing her eyes in a matter-of-fact way. Sarvani giggled; "it's a boy." She whispered.
Like a switch had been triggered, blood rushed into Scarlett's cheeks as she jabbered constantly without taking a breath; "no it's not what makes you think that I am asamatteroffact completely devoted to researching so I don't see what's got that in your head it's not like he'd even look at me even if I did actually...Oh."
The girls in the front had started to grin when she swore vehemently, looking out the window to avoid eye contact. "It's not like he cares, even if I did meet him here."
"Who is he?"
Scarlett sighed; "Gary, I met him in Oak's research lab."
"But you haven't been there since you got your Char..." Sarvani drifted off at the look Scarlett was giving her and ended up with a light squeak; "oh."
"Gary Oak? He's like... Eighteen!" Besanii's only attribute that was mature enough to fit her actual age was her protectiveness, and it was a little over-excessive.
"So!" Scarlett sighed, exasperated; "how old is Paul?" She shot back.
Besanii grimaced as she mumbled a "merpheruph..." Causing the two passengers to grin; "sorry!"
"Seventeen."
The two girls laughed; "Besanii's got a toy boy!"
"Hey!" Besanii squealed, slamming the brakes harder than necessary for a set of traffic lights; "you know he's right for me, he's more mature than his age, and I'm quite the opposite!"
"Exactly!" Scarlett agreed; "and I need somebody who's smart enough to keep up with me and the only person I've met who can and is pretty fine, is him!"
Besanii began to drive again, so didn't answer. Sarvani turned; "You really like him don't you?"
She looked down at her lap and twiddled her thumbs mindlessly; "Kinda..."
"We're here."
Scarlett perked up immediately; "Woo! Let's go!" Practically leaping out the car and dragging Sarvani out too in the desperate attempt to distract them. Besanii had to quicken her pace to catch up, and it wasn't easy in the shoes she adored so much. Though she was older than her two friends, she was smaller in height, which they found quite humorous, so to make up for it, she wore heels permanently.
"Besanii?" Sa-Chan shouted, looking around for her in a shop. Scarlett had pulled her into a shop and they'd lost sight of the third friend, but instead of finding her, she spotted a stall with several ribbons on. She hurried over immediately; "Scarlett! Look!" She squealed with excitement; "These will look great on Gardevoir!"
A shop assistant - who was lingering close by, ready to pounce - perked up and smiled at her; "You may try them on, if you'd like?"
Sarvani's eyes lit up as she reached for her pokemon's pokeball. It flashed a brilliant white light and glitter flew everywhere, settling to reveal a white and green psychic pokemon.
"Oops. I forgot to take the seal off. Sorry!"
The shop assistant forced a smile, clearly annoyed as it was she who would have to clear it up. Scarlett cackled with laughter and turned a blushing Sa-Chan around to look the ribbons again. Gardevoir came to join them, pointing a pretty red bow that was glistening with clear sequins. Sa-Chan picked it up and placed it on the pokemon's right green 'curl'. The pokemon grinned at the sight in the mirror, then picked up a matching bow and placed it on Sa-Chan.
"Good idea! We could get them for all of my pokemon, like a theme! I'll need a dress to match too and shoes and..."
Scarlett rolled her eyes, walking out of the shop and heading to one that was held her interest more. She spotted an Evolution store and wandered over, intrigued by the possibilities that passed through her mind.
"Hello?" She shouted, it was far too quiet for her liking. Nobody seemed to be around, no shop keeper, no customers. Or none in the area she was in, at least. She walked over to the empty checkout and rang the bell twice, an old man popped his head around the corner immediately. He had no hair on the top of his head, but his beard was thick and ginger, with the odd silver strand dotted around it.
"Can I help you?"
Scarlett smiled nervously; "I was wondering what you do here?"
The man grinned, clearly, he'd been asked this before; "My grandson travels the world a lot, and he collects rare items all the time that help evolve pokemon. He gives them to me to sell, and I keep his travel expenses paid. Would you like a pokemon evolved?"
Scarlett blinked, thinking about it; "Well I have a Charizard and Scyther, but Scyther is good as it is..."
"But you already have a flying type."
This was not the man speaking, and he was looking behind Scarlett. She turned to frown at the interrupting, rude person behind her and instead found herself stumbling backwards into the counter.
"A steel type would add more variety to your party, wouldn't you agree?" He leaned closer, smiling; "nice to see you Scarlett."
She felt her throat close up and her breathing become shallower in a frantic panic to talk, instead she managed a gasp; "Ditto."
She ran over his face with her eyes involuntarily, (though she didn't mind at all, given what she was seeing.) His golden brown hair was spiking smartly around his face, and his eyes were an equally smouldering colour. His jawline was strong, framing a set of cheerfully curled lips parted slightly to reveal his naturally pearly white teeth. Oh yes, Scarlett's heart had reason to race when her eyes informed it of Gary Oak. He lent back again and his smiling eyes turned more concerned; "sorry, didn't mean to frighten you."
She blinked furiously and stood up straight again; "wasn't expecting you to be here, that's all." She turned back to the old man, feigning lack of interest.
"I came to evolve my pokemon too, actually." He replied, ignoring her ignorance with a sly smirk painted across his lips. The old man's eyes lit up; "while we wait for the lady to decide, what can I do for you?"
"I was wondering if you had a Magmarizer."
"For your Magmar!" The man grinned, backing into his storage room and returning with a large silver block with red plates on either side. "Due to the rarity of these, I can offer you it for 4,999 dollars, and I'd say that's a pretty good deal."
Scarlett frowned, remembering she'd seen a Magmortar today. It wasn't the first one she'd seen ever, either. Quickly taking advantage of her position, she stepped forward; "Can you get me the evolution item for Scyther please?"
"Sure thing, Miss. I'll be right back."
She smiled and waited for him to turn his back before grabbing hold of Gary's hand and tugging him out the door.
"What a rip off." She growled, not failing to notice he'd wrapped his fingers around hers too.
"I thought it was pretty good..."
"Clearly you've never been to Sinnoh." Scarlett scoffed, dropping his hand innocently, though she really wanted to keep it.
"Yes I have. I have a lab there..." Gary mumbled, slightly defeated. "Besides, you've never been there. You told me yourself!"
She grinned; "Why would I want to go somewhere colder than Kanto?"
"I guess." He rolled his eyes; "But it's not all about the beaches."
Scarlett used her ability to change facial expressions in a flash to her advantage, switching to a glare; "I don't like going to the beach, too much sand. Plus I'm happy with the museum's lab in Pewter, thank you."
"You study fossils?" Gary rose an eyebrow, and Scarlett switched back to smiling; "Of course, they're fascinating. Sa-Chan sent me a sample of a fossil she'd found and it turned out to be a Cranidos fossil!"
"You'll have to tell me more." He waved his arm towards a small cafè that was half empty, but very inviting. She felt her heart miss a beat as she followed him in, not quite registering properly as she did so.
"What would you like?" He turned and smiled. She looked up at the menu above the counter and pursed her lips. Remembering what Besanii had said, she knew she needed to look a little more mature than her actual age. She smiled back at him; "I'll have a Caffè Latte, please."
He nodded with an unsure look on his face, picking up her poor pronunciation on the coffee she'd picked, but didn't speak his doubts as he turned to the waitress. Scarlett walked over to a pair of small comfy armchairs that sat next to the large fireplace that was radiating inviting heat. A small coffee table had been placed between the chairs for convenience.
Quickly, as she was alone, she ran her fingers through her straightened hair and inconspicuously checked she looked okay in the mirror. Happy that she looked fine, she turned back to find him placing her drink on the table and sitting down to drink his own. After taking a sip, he was far too excited to wait for her to start talking; "So you got a Cranidos fossil?"
She nodded quickly; "We cloned the exons of the fossil's DNA and we managed to create a pokemon that is far more efficient in creating proteins. In doing so, it's able to recover faster from injuries than a pokemon with Introns to slow down the process."
His eyes widened; "You did that? My Grandfather told me about that! That's amazing!"
She grinned; "Yeah, but the problem is, we don't know of any long term effects, but we do know that by taking the introns out, we're limiting the gene pool, so we only do it for fossil pokemon, seeing as the gene pool is already lacking variety..."
Yes, I took advanced Biology. This probably doesn't even work, but the 'fics sake, I wanted to make something interesting. ^^
Happy Belated Birthday, Scarlett. And thank you to both you and Sa-Chan for my wonderful birthday 'fic. Love you both.