A/N : I have re-written previous chapter, so you may check it. Also, though at first I was planning this story to be weekly update, seems like I can't keep the time.
This chapter is pretty short. I was planning to make it a bit longer, but nah.
Anyway, enjoy! And reviews would be appreciated
They were laughing.
"See? I told you even Arceus can be fool sometimes!"
Lugia had told him that Arceus once was knocked out cold because Mew and Jirachi experiment called honey-star cookies. The guardian of the seas knew well it must be something particularly deadly. Because he had fully acknowledged their habits of never baked anything good, he skipped the offer to give the cute-looking sugary products a try. He even warned the Trio Birds not to go to Hall of Origins due to their invasion. All of other Legendaries were also seen constantly refusing the offer, much to Mew and Jirachi disappointment. So they went to Arceus place, which was the room after the meeting room. Nobody knew what they had exchanged that Arceus himself agreed to give it a shot ; whether they were lucky because Arceus' mood was on the perfect level, or Arceus simply was stupid enough to comply.
So the moment Mew and Jirachi went out from the God of Creation's room, floating and laughing like hell, Lugia, Ho-oh, Dialga and Latios took a peek inside, and they found out that the almighty Arceus fainted with spiral eyes.
"What did they say back then, anyway?" Yveltal asked. It was truly ridiculous for him, and he also made a mental note not to take any cookies in the kitchen in Hall of Origins.
"Dunno, I suppose Arceus was fairly in mood back then," Lugia shrugged.
"Are you in mood now?"
"Huh?" the question had made him raising his eyebrow – if he had ones. He glanced to his side, capturing the curious look of Yveltal. "What's with that, anyway?"
"Just asking," Yveltal replied honestly. "I mean, you seem to be happy of something. Am I wrong?" he continued regardless the snowy bird's narrowed eyes.
"Well, pretty much yeah," Lugia replied with a warm smile. "I don't like your prior self back then," he resumed, his eyes glancing away for a moment before returning with even hopeful look.
"Just don't hurt yourself that much,"
For a moment, Yveltal could feel warmth filling him as the words was registered in his memory. He was unfamiliar with affections and attentions, so having one made one self-confusion for him. The comforting warmth also surged within him toward his cheeks. The crimson wyvern had to think it for seconds before realizing he was blushing. Thanks to his nature, the scarlet streaks were hardly seen by Lugia.
"Umm… hello? Earth to Yveltal," a constant wave of white wings – or hands, something that Yveltal had constantly questioned in mind when he first saw the snowy bird - snapped him back. He didn't even know he was in trance for a minute back then.
"S-sorry," Yveltal mumbled. "But I never actually get that much…" he resumed.
"Get what?" Lugia curiously asked.
"W-well, you see…" why the hell he was stuttering? He was known as the God of Destruction yet squeaking out words he had in mind had him struggling like this?
"Uhm, you don't need to explain," Lugia said. In hope to help him changing the subject ( which he knew he was right because the moment he said it, he could hear relieved sigh coming from the wyvern ), he gazed up to the sky. "It's dark already. We should go back," he suggested.
"Okay…" Yveltal simply agreed. His mind was not in the best condition to work, so he took the simplest option.
Just then, it hit him that they were currently staying at the north of Kalos. It would take only minutes for Yveltal to fly back to his place, but Lugia had to take a long flight to reach Johto. The wyvern quickly assumed that it would be nice for him to ask him to stay at his place, but…
Wasn't it awkward? Suddenly asking someone to stay out of blue? He couldn't think proper invitation, nor could he predict Lugia's responses if he were to do so.
Fuck, he thought. He never had silly arguments in his head, but now it started to take over his own clear mind. He, once again, took the simplest option to just ask Lugia.
"Hey-"
"Isn't it beautiful?" the wyvern's words were cut by a mere statement. Yveltal took a look to his company, who was serenely gazing to the dark purple sky. He later joined up, and he smiled at the view. The moon was a full one, and its milky shine had become the center of attention beneath the murky space. When he shifted his gaze, multiple dazzling stars entertained his peripheral view.
"Yeah," Yveltal finally replied. He even had forgotten what he was about to do. The night's sky had captivated all of his attention, no wonder why Lugia was also staring up there.
"Well…" Lugia suddenly coughed, his wings prepared for a flight. "I'll see you tomorrow,"
"Wait," Yveltal called out, stopping the Diving Pokemon's movements.
"I…" he began, gear of his minds working hard to make his words. But then, only one simple word was spoken.
"Thanks,"
And it was enough for Lugia to turn back and smile at him. The moonlight had suddenly shone bright – or it was Yveltal who was exaggerating – and enveloped the snowy bird with its brilliant sparks.
Within his eyes, Yveltal found Lugia was marvelous.
He stayed there, staring dumbly at the guardian of the seas' direction until Lugia chuckled.
"You seriously look cute that way,"
With that, the Diving Pokemon flapped his wings and took off, leaving Yveltal staring blankly on the sky.
