Author's note: This is my first fanfic. COLDCOFFEESHIPPING :D. I made Paul and Barry 18 years old.
Warning: This is boyxboy stuff with masosadism and posibly lemons in later chapters. Maybe there some swears. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any pokemon content. This is purely fan based.
Pumped up with passion and excitement, Barry looked up at the jam-packed audience with eyes filled with tears of joy. It's been a long while since Barry fought Paul in a pokemon battle.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Please put your hands together for Paul!" Barry felt a rush of exhilaration the moment Paul's name was called out. As Barry braces himself for the arrival of Paul, his palms began to sweat as the excitement builds up within him. From the darkness, Paul appears to be walking in a god-like manner, as though he is magically gliding across the stage, like a heaven-sent angel. Paul's dark-purple hair appears to be glimmering in the spotlight, while his feet make his way to the stage.
"This will be a simple one-on-one battle. BEGIN!"
"Torterra! Stand by for battle!"
Just hearing the sound of Paul's voice creates a rush of emotions inside Barry's head.
"Go, Empoleon!" Shouted Barry, as the blue penguin appears from it's pokeball.
The moment Empoleon enters the stage, Paul makes his move on Berry's pokemon.
"Use energy ball!"
Barry barely noticed Empoleon being hit by the giant, green ball as his eyes are more focused on Paul than the actual battle. A moment later, Barry finally snapped back into the reality of the battle, but before he can make a move, Paul once again orders torterra to attack Empoleon.
"Torterra, use energy ball once again!"
Instead of ordering Empoleon to dodge the attack, Barry just stood there, captivated by the sound and movement of Paul.
"The way Paul commands his pokemon is just awesome!" Barry though as he uselessly stood on the stage, with his eyes gazing towards Paul.
Just with two moves, the battle was over. Empoleon laid on the ground, covered with sweat, blood, and burns from scraping across the ground, as Empoleon had to endure two powerful attacks from Torterra.
" And the winner is... Paul!"
The crowd cheered but showed signs of confusion to why Barry battled the way he did. Paul stood there and nodded in satisfaction before he turned around to leave the stage. Barry didn't want to lose Paul, so he called out after him.
"Paul, wait!"
Paul sighed and turned around.
"Yes?"
"Paul, you were... awesome! Your pokemon are so strong and powerful! What's your secret to training them?"
" I can't tell you now. We need to get lost so they can prepare for the next battle."
Before Paul turned around to leave, Barry stopped him once again.
"Wait! Maybe we can meet up later so you can tell me some of your battling techniques."
Berry thought, "for sure he's not going to see me later on. He doesn't seem interested in me at all, and maybe he's not even gay or bi like I am."
"Fine, meet me at the bar down the street at 10:00." Paul said as he turned around and started walking. While walking away, he said in a low, dark tone, "Don't be late."
"Yes!" Barry thought.
" I can't believe it! I have a date with Paul!."
Barry turned around, ecstatic and realized he left poor, blood-soaked Empoleon dying on the ground.
"Oh no! I left Empoleon by accident!"
Barry rushed over to Empoleon to see if he or she (Barry didn't really know) was alright.
"I'm sorry, Empoleon, I completely forgot about you."
Empoleon just grunted in pain and anger.
"Return!"
Empoleon was relieved to finally be resting inside a pokeball. Barry started walking off the stage. He was so happy, that he was pretty much frolicking off the battle field. Barry went off the the waiting room to find that Ash had been waiting for him.
"Hey Ash!" Barry exclaimed. "What's up?"
Barry couldn't take his smile off his face.
"Why are you so happy? You just pathetically lost a battle! What the hell happened to you?"
"Ash, you're always so uptight about battles. Who cares? It's just a battle."
Ash appeared to be surprised about Barry's calm, laid-back attitude after losing a battle. In the pokemon world, losing a battle meant everything. After all, in the pokemon world, people seemed to care about their pokemon over themselves and other important issues in the world.
"But Barry, it's not just that you lost a battle. It was the way you battled! That was sad!"
It doesn't matter anyways because I'm meeting up with Paul after, so that he can tell me his secrets to winning." Paul bragged, still, with a giant grin on his face.
"If you say so Barry. It's just weird, you're usually disappointed after losing a battle. You're acting like you just won the lottery."
"Well not this time. There's more to life than just pokemon battles. There's nothing to be upset about."
Barry saw that Ash had nothing more to say, so he left the pokemon stadium and began to walk home.
The whole way home, Barry couldn't stop thinking about Paul and meeting up with him later on. As soon as he got home, he plopped himself onto his bed and thought about didn't care about the humiliation the battle he lost, or who won the competition, or if Empoleon is pissed off at him. He only cared about the date he had with was only 4:00 and there was nothing to do but wait for six long, gruelling hours.
Barry lived alone with his pokemon. He makes a profit off of selling his merchandise to fans, and winning pokemon contests. He rarely got lonely because of his outgoing personality and he always had his pokemon anyway. Wherever he went, he easily made friends. He doesn't really have a home, instead he travels town to town and stayed in inns or hotels temporarily. Barry prefers this lifestyle over living the stereotypical life with a house, a family, a dog, and a white picket fence. For him, life couldn't get anymore free and exciting, but still, there was always something missing. He never had and permanent friends, he just had random people to prevent him from getting bored. His pokemon were always with him, but the only thing they could say are their own names. Listening to them is like listening to a robot, or some sort of machine.
Barry laid on his bed, looking up at the ceiling, letting minutes tick by. He had nothing to do, so he killed time by watching T.V. And playing pokemon XD on gamecube. When he got bored of that, he turned on his ipod and listened to "gotta catch em' all." He let this continue until it was time to go.
While walking, he smiled the whole way. As he got closer and closer, he noticed a lot of gay couples. Many were holding hand or kissing. Some were wearing very bright, colourful clothing and other were even wearing costumes with vivid colours. There were many gay couples making out on the sidewalk.
"Wow, it's very lively here for this time of night." He thought as he stumbled across a gay couple sitting by the curb, making out. He continued to walk through the crowd of people until he came across his destination. He came to a a building with heavily tinted glass doors. Above the tinted doors was a sign that said "Leather n' Chains," in bright, colourful, lit up letters, which was the name of the bar. It was finally 10:00 and Barry stepped closer to the door. He hesitantly opened the door to reveal what was waiting for him inside.
Author's Note: Please review if you want another chapter.