My first fanfic, please read and review, thanks :)
Roark quickly looked around him to make sure that nobody, especially his father, was looking as he quietly slipped away from the party. All of the Sinnoh gym leaders were gathered in a magnificent ballroom in Hearthome, all but one. Volkner. He had become sullen and irritable lately, and no one could figure out why. Even Roark had no idea what was wrong with his usually less depressed best friend. After a few minute Roark noticed that Volkner was not there, so he left the ornate ballroom to search for his friend. He tossed a pokeball high in the air, and out came a large, majestic -looking Aerodactyl that he had recently revived in Oreburgh, his hometown. He swiftly hopped onto its back, and it soared away. Gliding on thermal currents high above Mt. Coronet, Roark began to contemplate what could be the matter. Volkner could have been dumped recently, but as far as Roark knew he had never been emotionally connected to any of the dozens of girls he dated. He also could have a losing streak at his gym, and as Roark thought about it, this option made more and more sense. Volkner was the strongest gym leader in Sinnoh, so a bunch of losses would totally bum him out. Roark would have been able to think about this more, but at that moment a blinding flash of lightning shot towards Roark. Aerodactyl barely dodged the surging beam of electrical energy, and began to do a nosedive straight towards the ground. Aerodactyl spread its wings at the last second, landing daintily on its feet in the middle of a dense forest. Roark patted it on the back, and called the fossil Pokémon back into her pokeball.
"Show yourself!" He yelled out. "I know that you're out here Volkner! What other trainer would have a Pokémon that could produce such a powerful thunderbolt?" Not a sound; nothing but silence. He tossed a quick ball, and a small Roggenrolla materialized out of shimmering blue and yellow light. This Pokémon was a gift from Volkner when he went on a vacation to Unova. He bent down and whispered words of encouragement to the mantle Pokémon. He then added "Just like we practiced." The little Pokémon concentrated, and began to vibrate. "Use Lock-On!" A small ball of red light appeared in front of its face, and grew into a small red ring. Roark watched in amazement as the ring began to move in a straight line to the right of Roggenrola. It did this for a hundred yards or so, halting at the top of a small waterfall. The ring was surrounding a very pissed off Volkner.
"Leave me alone. You are the last person that I want to talk to." he mumbled. Volkner stood up, and began to run away, disappearing in the forest. Roark ran after him. Being a mine foreman in Oreburgh had caused him to develop subtle musculature, because digging for coal and fossils all day was hard work. Roark sprinted after his best friend. He easily caught up in a few seconds.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Volkner said as he spun around. Moonlight illuminated his face, and Roark was astounded. Volkner's eyes were welling with tears.
'Volkner never cried' thought Roark. 'I wish he wouldn't. His face is so adorable when he cries. Crap, stop thinking things like that! Ughhh!' "Stop crying and sit down! Just tell me what's wrong!"
"I can't!" Volkner sobbed into his hands.
"Are things not going so well at the gym? Is it girl troubles?" Roark quickly blurted out, but when Volkner turned away, he knew he had hit a soft spot. Volkner mumbled something under his breath.
"What?"
"I SAID" Volkner raised his voice, then quickly lowered it, "Something like that." he whispered, just barely audible.
"Well", Roark questioned, "Did you get dumped?"
"No."
"Do you like a girl, and she doesn't like you back?"
"N-no. Roark, I don't like girls. I.." Volkner paused, thinking for a moment."I like guys. Roark, I'm gay."
Roark did a double take. "What? What about all the girlfriends?"
"They were fake. All of them." Volkner admitted sheepishly.
"Why didn't you tell me? You know that you can always tell me anything!" Roark began to grow agitated. "Was I not a good enough friend for you? Asking my dad to let you take the gym leaders' entrance exam? He would have never let you take it otherwise. He did it because I said you would do well. You rose up the ranks, but when you got depressed, who helped you out of it?"
Volkner gulped. "You."
"So why the fuck could you not tell me that you were gay? Were you afraid that I was homophobic? Because that isn't even an excuse. One of my cousins in Kanto is gay, and you know that's fine with me. So I'm done. I'm gone. Obviously I'm not worthy of the amaaazing Volkner's trust." Roark said bitterly.
He called back out his Aerodactyl, and flew away. Tears were welling up in Volkner's eyes. He sent a Flygon out of a pokeball on his waist, and hopped on its back, and asked for it to fly after Roark, but to no avail. Roark and Aerodactyl had long disappeared into the night sky.