I screamed, jumping up from my bed and breathing heavily, my entire body covered in sweat as I realized I was only dreaming. Still, it was scary, and all too realistic. My mom and dad barged into my room, holding flashlights and looking at me worryingly. "Wally, honey, are you okay?" my mother asked, leaning on the side of the door. I nodded and started to cough, but motioned my parents to go back to bed. After they'd left and shut my door back, I quickly climbed off my bed and opened up my window. The wind was blowing perfectly, and the moon casted a beautiful light over Petalburg. Without hesitation, I slowly and steadily left my room out of the window, soon reaching the smooth grass below.
Quickly, I got out one of my pokeballs as my talonflame exited in a red light. "Okay Talonflame, take me to Brendan's house, p-please…" I commanded nicely, shivering from the cold winds that passed over my body. Talonflame nodded, allowing me to jump onto its back as he rode me all the way to Littleroot Town, landing right outside of Brendan's house. I then retrieved talonflame back into its pokeball, grabbing a pebble off the ground and throwing it at Brendan's window. "Psst! Brendan!" I yelled softly, starting to cough even more now. I threw another pebble, and after a few seconds, Brendan's window finally slid open, and a boy with messy brown hair appeared. As he stuck his head out, he gasped.
"What are you doing out here!? Wally, you know with your sicknesses you can't just-…" Brendan started to say, but I quickly hushed him. "Just let me inside!" I replied. I could hear Brendan groan, pulling down a rope of which I used to climb into his house. Once reaching the top floor, I flopped onto the hardwood floors, my bones feeling as if they would break when my friend looked at me from above. He turned on the lights, staring at me. "Okay, I'm gonna ask again. What are you doing here?!" he questioned intensely, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me lightly.
"I couldn't sleep…" I admitted, turning away to look around the room so I could avoid eye contact. But Brendan shook me again, his eyes sharp like blades that pierced through my body. "Oh come on, It's 2 in the morning…" he groaned, letting me go and flopping onto his bed. I held my hands together at my chest, not knowing what to say or do. I had my pajamas, so maybe he'd let me stay until morning.
"Well, I was wondering, could stay over for the night?" I asked, walking closer to Brendan's bed. He narrowed his eyes, then buried his face into a pillow shaped like a flattened out Pikachu. "No." he mumbled. "Okay, plan B" I thought to myself, putting on my 'adorable face' and getting on my knees. "But Brendan-Senpai~…I can't sleep without someone next to meee…" I whined in his ear, causing him to growl. "Pweedy Pweease…" I continued to whine, pulling on his arm and nuzzling his face.
He turned his face towards mine, an adorable angered expression on his face as his cheeks turned pink. "You know you're too freaking adorable…" He groaned, and I knew that I'd won this fight. Brendan scooted towards the left side of his bed, and I slipped under the covers and turned off the light. His breathing was soft, almost to the point that you would forget he was there. But to make sure he didn't leave me until morning, I wrapped my arms around his chest and snickered. "Goodnight, Brendan." I whispered, hoping for a reply. But there was nothing but breathing, and the obvious lie of being asleep.
"Fine, be that way." I said, turning my back towards his and hogging the cover. However, he pulled them back, and I was left with none. "Hey!" I yelled in a whisper, yanking the cover back towards me. He pulled them back towards them again, and soon both of us were yanking at the blanket. However, after a few seconds, he let go, causing me to tumble backwards and hit my forehead on the floor. A headache occurred almost instantly, holding my head in my hands and curling up.
"Give me back the cover now, I'm cold." He said. I couldn't take much more of it, and my mind was completely blocked from the impact of falling. Instead, I started to sniffle, and I heard Brendan move on the bed and look over the edge. He gasped, immediately jumping onto the floor and picking my head up. He examined my head as my eyesight started to get blurry from both tiredness and tears. "Oh geez, you're bleeding." He told me. Brendan reached over for his First aid kit, getting out some napkins and alcohol swabs. He wiped the blood off of my forehead and then ripped the paper off of the alcohol swap, placing it on my forehead as I flinched badly. "N-No, that burns!" I cried, trying to push Brendan off of me.
This only made his grip stronger, tightening his left arm around my waist and right arm cleaning the huge cut on my forehead. "Brendan stop!" I said a bit louder, my forehead burning. "Hush, or my parents will hear you!" he commanded, taking the slightly bloody alcohol swab off my forehead, "There. Good as new."
Brendan placed a Band-Aid on my head, making sure he stuck it on tight as he sighed. "I'm…sorry." Brendan apologized, leaning forward and hugging me. His breath was hot yet soft, causing me to shiver. He chuckled, and we climbed back into his bed together, pulling the cover onto both of us. We looked at each other for the longest time, smiling, until finally my eyes slowly shut as I fell asleep.
The next morning when I woke up, I saw Brendan putting on his casual shirt, catching a glimpse of his upper body, making me gasps and blush. He turned around to face, pulling his shirt down. "Good morning, Wally." He said sweetly, sitting down to put on his shoes, "How was your sleep?"
"It was amazing. Instead of nightmares, I had dozens of dreams, and they were realistic too!" I replied happily. But then, I started to cough, Brendan noticing immediately. He walking over to the bed and helping me up. Once on my feet, Brendan arm locked us together, walking downstairs to the kitchen and dining room where Professor Birch and his wife were eating. "Good morning Brendan, and oh! Hello Wally." Professor Birch said, waving his hand. I blushed, waving back and inching closer to Brendan. "We're just going out to hunt wild Pokemon, dad. Then I'll be back in time for dinner." Brendan assured, throwing his arm across my shoulders.
Professor Birch nodded, and then the two of us walked out the door and down Route 101, where we saw many different Pokemon from our past. My body was starting to overflow with nostalgia, remembering all the great times Brendan, May, and I had together defeating Team Magma, catching Groudon, and saving the world. But since May moved all the way to Lilycove, we don't see her as often. My thoughts were cut short when Brendan nudged me to catch my attention. "Remember this?" he asked, approaching Petalburg. "Well duh, it's my home town." I replied.
Brendan shook his head, pointing to a certain point in the road. "This is the first place we met." He said. I gasped, feeling stupid for not remembering. "You used that adorable face to persuade me to help you catch a Pokemon…Ah, good times." Brendan said, taking in a deep breath of air. "We've known each other for so long, I don't want anyone to affect us being best friends." I admitted. "How would anyone ever get between our friendship?" Brendan asked, chuckling. "Well, we're not different from most other best friends. I want us to do something special; something no other best friends would do." I replied.
Both of us thought for a long moment, until Brendan grabbed my hands calmly and turned to me face-to-face. "Well…we could kiss." He suggested shyly. All of a sudden, I felt my face get extremely hot, feeling like I would have an attack right there and then. "Uh..um..well…" I stuttered, unable to say what I wanted to. Brendan moved one of his hands onto my cheek, looking deep into my eyes. "Wally, that's the only thing I can think off, unless you have a better idea." He said softly. I looked away, sighing. "I've never kissed anyone." I admitted, crossing my arms in embarrassment. Brendan laughed, rubbing our noses together briefly. "Well, neither have I. But it doesn't hurt to try." He replied, giving me a small, goofy smile.
I nodded slowly, trying to make a face of determination. But inside, my heart was pounding, my blood was popping, and I was slightly shaking. Brendan inched closer to my face, and I could feel his breath cross over my face, which for some reason smelled like strawberries…
Without moments to spare, our lips finally met, and I felt like we were together in an entirely different world. A place where no one would bother us, and we could live together as best friends and not having to worry about judging or attention. A faint moan left my mouth as Brendan pushed me back a little, causing me to step backwards, but still kept our lips attached. Afterwards, a small moan left his mouth as well, as we both began to let small whimpers of desire escape our mouths.
After a few seconds, I hesitantly pulled back for air, Brendan looking at me with a faint, attractive expression. "Why'd you stop?" he asked teasingly, our foreheads still against each other. "Unlike you, my asthma limits by breath to continuously kiss. Also, you're lucky the town was empty today, or someone could've seen us." I replied, placing my finger on Brendan's chest. He chuckled, running off with my hand in his and into Petalburg Forest. Sun rays fell through the open spots in the tree's leafs as we led ourselves behind the big oak tree in the center, or bodies close and faces red.
"It'll be quick, I promise." Brendan said to me, inching closer. Before I could reply, he reattached our lips. They unattached and reattached every few seconds so we could take a short breath before joining again. "B-Brendan…" I whispered between kisses, finally allowing us to part. "Hm?" he said, playing with my hair dreamily. "So, no one will find out about this, r-right?" I asked, leaning backwards. Brendan shook his head, but my asthma started to get the best of me as I felt my chest started to tighten up, taking in deep breaths. "Come on, let me get you home." Brendan said, grabbing my hands.
Brendan lead me out of the forest and back to the front of my house, the wind blowing softly and blowing our hair, leaves falling from the trees. "So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Brendan asked me hopefully, showing a small smile. I smiled as well, nodding my head. "Yeah! And the day after that! And after that!" I chanted, jumping around, but stopped once I started to cough again. Brendan laugh, giving me a peck on the lips before running off. "See you tomorrow!" he yelled, waving and smiling as he hurried down Route 101. I opened the door to my house, waving back and going inside.