Well, this is an odd story. It's finished, so I'll just post a chapter every few days when the proof reading is done. I loved writing something a bit different from my usual works, but I warn you, this story is so stupid. Believe me.

This is Mastershipping! I love it just as much as Preciousmetalshipping, but I find Mastershipping a bit more difficult to write. This first chapter is from Gold's POV, the second is from Crystal's POV, and then all the others are from Silver.

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Chapter 1:

It took forever, but, over time, Silver has slowly warmed up to me. He's become my best friend, if you actually want to believe that. We're known for getting into mischief all the time, and we're almost always together as of recent. Although, there are lines that need addressing.

I grabbed Silver by the wrist suddenly, and he looked at me in surprise. Crystal frowned at me slightly for disturbing her and Silver's conversation, but I didn't care. Leave it to me to have the friend all the girls swoon over. Silver was such a pretty boy, and for some odd reason, girls loved to talk with him. I guess they liked his quiet manner, he was all mysterious or something. Regardless, a line needed to be clearly drawn. "Silver," I growled, pushing him against the wall with my hand pinning his shoulder after I'd dragged him from the room.

Silver flinched instinctively and glared at me. He hated to be touched. However, I didn't care at the moment. I wouldn't hurt him, but he needed to know I wasn't joking. I moved my hand off his shoulder, placing it just to the left of him. I used my other hand to place on the wall to his right, effectively trapping him. We were always the same height as kids, except at 16 Silver had stopped growing and I hadn't. At 21, he was 5' 5" and I was probably 6' even. He wasn't a majorly short guy, but he wasn't tall. I was a head above him. At least he was a little tiny bit taller than Crystal. Maybe that was another thing girls liked—he didn't tower over them.

I looked down at him, looming. "You know I'm trying to date Crystal," I stated firmly.

"Then go ahead," he sighed in dismay, "you know I'm not interested in her."

I frowned slightly. "But you're always talking to her, and she's always laughing and smiling with you."

"She's the one that bothers me."

"She likes you."

"That's not my fault, Gold."

"Tell her you're not interested in dating her."

"Look, if she asks me out, I'll decline. But I'm not going to hurt her for no reason."

I sighed in dismay at my friend, pushing myself away from him. He cringed instinctively. Silver never liked to be touched, but now he couldn't stand it. He was so incredibly shy, even refusing to share an apartment with me here in New Bark. We all worked under Elm, and I didn't want to have to live with my mother at age 21, so I'd been forced to pay for an apartment by myself since no way would Crystal share one with me. The three of us lived in the same building, on the same floor. We usually hung out at night and watched movies in my apartment. It was great having my two closest friends so near, but it was irritating because Silver and Crystal kept getting closer.

Crystal didn't like my immaturity apparently. Ugh. I wasn't as immature as I used to be, I'd grown up!

Silver gazed at me curiously, his spacey silver eyes focused on me. He had the weirdest eyes. I used to think they were stupid looking, but they were really attractive, not sounding gay. I mean attractive as in they draw your eyes in. His pupils were white, not black. His irises were vivid silver. I had no idea how he wasn't blind, but he had sharper senses than I did.

I sighed softly. "Maybe you should talk about things she likes," Silver offered, those odd eyes still focused on me, emotionless as usual. The only readable emotion Silver ever really showed was anger.

"I do," I groaned. "I've tried everything."

"She likes you like a brother or friend, not as a boyfriend. Get used to it," Silver muttered.

"Says you, who's crushing on Blue!" I snapped.

"Blue is three years older than me," Silver sighed in dismay. "She's my sister… I'd be awkward to… date. Besides," Silver waved his hand dismissively, "she's really happy with Green."

I smirked. Green had appealed to Silver, asking the ginger if he could date his sister. Silver had agreed because he and Green had gotten really close. He trusted Green to take care of his sister.

"Are you ever going to fall in love, Silver?" I asked curiously. "We're already 21, you know. Red and Yellow are together, Blue and Green are engaged. You haven't even given anyone a chance to be with you."

Pink blush covered Silver's face. He frowned at me slightly. "My love life isn't your business!"

I sighed; I was pretty sure Silver had a thing for Lance. I was fairly sure my friend was gay. I didn't mind though, so long as he didn't hit on me. Though, for a while, I kept thinking he was attracted to me. "Have you asked Lance out yet? Give him a hint," I teased. "You're pretty enough to turn any guy gay."

Silver's hands curled into firsts and he glared at me angrily. Then he stormed away.

I sighed. I'd ticked Silver off. It wasn't hard to do.

He didn't speak to me for the rest of the day, even when we set out on a field study for most of the day, he only spoke needed words to me. Finally, I broke toward the end, as the sun was beginning its decent into the trees. "Silver, relax would you. I know you're gay. I don't care," I scoffed.

Silver glared at me. It chilled my blood.

We stood in silence again. "Wait, are you gay?" I asked softly.

"Wow, you actually asked," Silver scoffed angrily. I flinched. Silver gazed at the ground. "I don't know," he finally offered me with a small shrug.

"Don't you like Lance?" I asked softly. "This is just between us," I added quickly, holding up my pinky.

Silver smirked slightly at my childish offered, but he granted me my pinky swear, his hands clad in his black gloves. "Yes," he sighed, gazing at the grass. At least my promise had seemed to relax Silver.

"Have you ever liked a girl?" I offered.

Silver tilted his head in thought, a light blush covering his cheeks. "Yes," he uttered so quietly I barely heard him.

That surprised me a little. I gave him a questioning look and then it hit me. Right. My childhood friend, Kotone. Silver had never made a move on her though, despite the fact that she obviously liked him. She was off adventuring around Johto, now.

It surprised me how Silver seemed more embarrassed of liking a girl than a guy. "Then you're bi," I offered casually.

Silver blinked at me, sighed, and then returned his gaze to the ground. I took his smaller hand in mine and led him to sit with me out of the sun under a giant oak tree. Silver, being a ginger, hated to be in the sunlight because he freckled. He strongly disliked freckles for some reason. Once, he'd gotten some on the bridge of his nose after being in the sun with me a lot. Crys had thought they were the cutest things in the world and I'd teased him that he looked like a girl. He punched me in the face for that. Ugh.

"I'm pretty sure he likes you, too, Silver," I offered casually.

Silver sent me a quick look. "Maybe. But, things are complicated."

"Like how?" I asked in confusion.

"Maybe a small one would be that he tried to wipe out the human race," Silver stated.

"Ah. Any others?"

"Plenty. Another would be he's interested in his blood related cousin. Maybe also the fact that he's 11 years older than me."

I couldn't help chuckling. "It's funny. You haven't picked, but if you did you could have any girl you wanted. I, on the other hand, have picked plenty, but none of them are interested. Okay, maybe you should just stick with me," I said, reaching out and wrapping my arm around Silver's shoulders.

"Let go," he said quickly, blushing. I bit my tongue. Maybe I shouldn't joke like that.

I sighed in dismay. "Why are you so against being touched? You've opened up a lot, but you've got even worse about the touching issue! I mean, aren't you hot in that thick jacket? What are you trying to hide, Silver?" I cried out in frustration.

Silver frowned at me. Then he turned his gaze back to the ground.

"Look, it doesn't matter if you have… scars, Silver. Crystal and I aren't going to go weird on you or anything." I'd been considering for a long time what Silver was trying to hide, and I'd been thinking it was scars from the Mask of Ice for a while. I'd never stated my thought, though.

In one fluid movement, Silver stood up and walked away. Oh. That was it, wasn't it? I flinched, suddenly feeling guilty, like I'd stuck my nose in a secret that was much too private for me. It was Silver's business. Maybe it wasn't what Crys and I thought, but instead it was what Silver thought of himself. I lowered my eyes, running my hand through the grass, all dried and crispy in the summer heat, even under the oak tree.

I stood up. I needed to apologize to Silver.

I headed back to the lab, turning in the report we'd done on the area. Elm thanked me. "By the way, Crystal invited you and Silver over for dinner with her tonight," Elm informed me. I smiled and thanked him, heading out and toward our apartment building. It was a pretty short distance from the lab, about a half hour walk. It was a nice place and well priced. Property was cheep in New Bark Town because it was still so small.

I got home, walked up to the fourth floor (there wasn't an elevator in the seven story building), and into my apartment, sweating as usual. Ugh. I turned up the air conditioner. The summers were mild in Johto, but they were the only summers I really knew and they killed me. It got to be in the 90's at times. I took a quick cold shower and put on some casual clothes. Then I stopped by Crystal's apartment to let her know I'd be happy to eat dinner at her place. I was tired of instant noodles, anyway. We usually ate together, but hadn't the past few days probably due to no one feeling like cooking real food in this hot weather.

Then I made my way to Silver's door. It was locked, as usual. He was probably taking a quick shower as well. He hated summer. My room was closest to the stairs, next door was Silver, and then Crystal. All of us were neighbors.

I pulled out my wallet and my credit card, using it to pick Silver's lock. It was sort of funny; he'd been the one to show me how to pick locks one day when we were bored. I had to struggle with the deadbolt, but then I was finally in. I smiled. Silver's place was always nice and tidy, his few items sparse. Our apartments were total opposites. Mine looked more like a garage than an apartment. The bathroom door was closed and locked, though the shower was off, so he was probably just drying off. I wasn't going to pick the bathroom lock. I didn't have that big of a death wish. I didn't need to apologize that badly.

Still, I checked Silver's bedroom. He wasn't there, but his clothes he'd been wearing were on the floor. I raised an eyebrow at a long strip of bandages on the floor. Was Silver hurt…?

I swallowed thickly, suddenly feeling extremely invasive. I quickly left his room, sprawling out on the couch instead. Silver came out of the bathroom after a bit, and immediately glared at me. I sat up and grinned. He had on a pair of baggy white pants and a loose black t-shirt with some band on it. "Sorry, I just barged in," I chuckled. Silver didn't brush it off. He was really angry at me, raising his voice to yell at me for invading his privacy.

I cringed. I'd never seen Silver so angry with me. What was the big deal? We were both guys, it wasn't like I was trying to be a peeping tom like if I were to sneak into Crystal's place. "What were those bandages in your room, Silver?" I stupidly asked.

Silver's eyes widened in horror, a deep blush crossed his cheeks. I wasn't sure if it was an embarrassed blush or if he was getting so angry he was getting red in the face. I swallowed nervously and scooted away. "It's none of your business," Silver yelled angrily as me, fire and rage burning in his eyes.

I held up my hands pitifully. "Okay, okay, relax, Silver. I won't barge in again, I swear. I'm sorry. I didn't know it'd upset you this bad. I was just here to apologize about today. It wasn't my business," I sighed in dismay.

Silver sent me another glared for good measure, and then we headed to Crystal's. She greeted us both happily and we plopped down on the couch. We weren't strangers to each other. We'd lived like this for the past 2 years. Before this we were traveling independently. Silver released Weavile, and I let out Ambipom. They went over to spend time with Crystal's pokemon; all of them went into her bedroom to stay out of the way.

"Dinner's almost done," Crystal offered us, sitting down between us on the couch. We'd already helped ourselves to the TV.

"What are we even having?" I asked.

"Poppy seed chicken casserole," she replied.

I grinned—time to compliment her cooking. "Ah, great. I love your cooking," I buttered her up. She chuckled softly.

I glanced over at Silver, sitting Indian style, gazing at the TV in boredom. We'd left our shoes at the door. There wasn't really anything worth watching on. Then, finally, dinner was done. We all helped ourselves, and put in a movie because there was nothing on TV.

It was actually a relatively silent dinner. We were watching one of the Harry Potter movies. Crystal loved them, it wasn't Silver's cup of tea, and I just didn't get it. Oh well. "There's a whiny redhead, an over confident black haired boy, and that girl is the president of club serious," I stated casually.

Silver and Crys both pushed me off the couch. Oh well. I tried.

We ate until we were full, Crystal put the leftovers away, and then Silver and I set out a game of cards. We played a few rounds of Golf and Rummy. Then we finally just put in another movie and watched that. Except, Silver and Crystal fell asleep. Together. Like, together. You know, curled up with each other. I sent them a sleepy glare and just left for my apartment, slamming the door behind me to make sure I'd woken them up.

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As you can probably tell, little accidents like that keep happening between Silver and Crystal judging from Gold's reactions toward Silver. So, things aren't going very well for the breeder. Hopefully things will take a turn for the better for him, eh?