A/N: Having finished a few chapters already, chapters may come in swift succession.

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, nor do i own an interesting disclaimer for this chapter


Chapter 2: Double Double Turtwig Trouble

"Drew!"

The single word from the brunette's mouth floated around the otherwise silent lab. The green haired teenager in question merely glanced up with a signature smirk.

"We meet again, do we May? Just can't get enough of me, can you?" he drawled arrogantly, pressing the button on his nearly acquired pokeball, reducing its size. He flicked his hair while doing so, a vain action that annoyed Brendan; why did May know such an annoying person?

May opened her mouth to retaliate, before Brendan cut in, as swiftly as he cut through his own thoughts.

"Well that is not Wally, he has the same hair color though." Brendan said rather rudely, arms crossed over his chest.

"Yes, Captain Obvious." May said with a roll of her eyes.

"And who are you?" Drew questioned with the same rude tone, eyebrow raised. "Her grandfather?"

Brendan looked more insulted them he usually did, for he normally let that pass. He swiftly removed his white hat to reveal his natural black hair, and dragged said hat back into crossed arms. Fire raged in his ruby red eyes, threatening to set alight Drew's grassy emerald ones. Cool Sapphire ones tried to extinguish the hate between the two teenage boys.

"I am Brendan Birch of Littleroot Town in Hoenn, son of Professor Birch." He said in an irritated yet proud tone. To his amazement, Drew was not impressed; his smirk still perched upon his face, and it appeared that it was not coming off anytime soon. How Brendan wished he could wipe it off his face. Drew's fan club, no matter how much he hated it, was far larger than any Professor's son. Gary did not count, being the grandson, and Drew was quickly overtaking the Oak. Brendan himself was slightly cocky, but he was still nice and caring to those around him. Drew was an obvious exception.

"And I am Drew Hayden, Top Coordinator, of LaRousse City, also in Hoenn." He replied in a cool and confident tone. Both boys were cocky, but in different ways. "Pity that is not your hair, you have the red eyes to match, Albino."

By now, Brendan was furious with this obnoxious yet cool trainer, so different from fellow grass head Wally. May did not know how to break up the two with their duel of sharp words. Sometimes May wondered why she knew Drew; he knew which buttons to push to make someone irritated, though his fan club seemed to drink up his insults like they were a proposal for marriage.

"So May, how do you know him?" Drew asked in a pleasant tone, turning to the brunette, seemly oblivious to Brendan's anger.

"Eh…we were best friends when we were little." May explained, surprised at the sudden question and the change in the atmosphere; Rayquaza would not be happy. "Professor Birch and my father were always trying to convince me into being a trainer. They were trying to make Brendan drag me along for the ride. I managed to not come with him, and instead joined up with Ash, and you know the rest."

Before Drew could reply to their awkward atmosphere and the probable rage of Rayquaza of having to fix yet another hole, though minor and metaphoric, in the ozone layer, the doors to the Lab opened once more, revealing yet another trainer, though this time it was more familiar to Brendan. His hair was a paler and yellower green than Drew's chartreuse hair. His eyes were not of emeralds, but rather of pale blue, reflecting like a mirror of his previous illness. Not only that, Drew towered over the feeble and short boy. A few drops of sweat trickled down his pale skin, as if he had been walking through a shower of rain. He had been clearly running, something that was quite bad for the sickly boy, though he had recovered quite well since the last time May saw him, two or three years ago.

A bit of running could no longer harm the boy; it seemed that traveling did better good for him than staying put, as was recommended.

Brendan and May had met him when he started out on his journey. He had asked May's father, Norman, the Gym Leader of the Petalburg City Gym, which specialized in normal types, to help capture a pokemon. Brendan had been there attempting to challenge the gym, though Norman had declined because Brendan had not gotten a badge yet, and May had been watching from the sidelines, as she had been obligated to stay there to simply watch battles that day. Brendan had offered to help. Norman forced May to watch the boring experience, even if it was a Ralts. At least it was not a poochyena or tailow or something like that. If he had caught a Zigzagoon it would have been pointless for Norman to lend his to him.

"Sorry I am late!" Wally exclaimed, as he noticed two familiar faces, one more fresh than the other, though the other one was still recognizable. The unfamiliar Drew was ignored, as not every trainer in a room had to be addressed. The arrogant fellow in question did not really mind being ignored, surprisingly. He simply stood there, observing their conversation, and observing May's friends. Thankfully his fan club was not here. The last time he had seen her was at the Johto Grand Festival, which was not very long ago. Yet, it seemed that their Sinnoh Adventure would be rather interesting.

"Its okay, Wally!" the only female trainer in the room said with a cheery smile. "We just arrived five minutes ago, and besides, we have not chosen our pokemon yet. Brendan is getting Chimchar, I am getting Piplup, leaving you with Turtwig 'cause he is green."

The slightly puffed out Wally looked up with optimism, his pale eyes sparkling with delight at the prospect of having the green turtwig. Brendan had placed his hat on his head firmly once more, as Drew's attention was not directed at him. Drew was leaning against a wall, with a cool air about him, a clear contrast to Brendan's previous slouch, back at the port. Drew was on the same ship as May, however, the Ship was so large they never saw each other on the cruise.

"I wanted Turtwig! It was the pokemon I wanted! Thank you, you guys are the best!" he cried with happiness, though it was not guraranteeded to last, as a certain ignored teenager snapped out of his thoughts and punctured the merriment of the situation, after he had finished his little surveillance.

"I took Turtwig." Drew said, as his feet sounded against the floor, calm and slow paces, as he left his place against the wall, and towards the gang, showing the minimized pokeball between his slender fingertips; he had not yet put it away. It was in the same pose a rose for May would've been. A signature smirk was plastered across Drew's face. Actually, Drew was planning to give May a rose, knowing that May would go to Sinnoh, being curious after the Wallace Cup. He had not told her where he was going, though through processes of elimination it was easy to see where he was going. And anyway, it was her fault she never asked.

But she had two boys hanging over her shoulder, two suspicious boys who would be suspicious of his not-romantic-roses-honestly. So no.

Wally finally noticed his fellow grass-head, and yet opposite. Wally was generally a nice and shy boy, while Drew was an arrogant and annoying guy. Even if you mistook one for the other, one word could make you realize you had made a bad mistake, especially if it was Drew, and you were a desperate Fan Girl. Though having that said, it was doubtful that a fan of Drew would mistake him for a not very well known trainer called Wally. Wally's happiness was extinguished, not by a water pokemon, but by a doppelganger of his, though Drew had shiner and brighter hair, with emerald eyes to match. His skin was not pale because of illness like Wally's either, and besides, it wasn't deathly white, just paler than May's.

Wally came all the way to Sinnoh to be with May once more, just like Brendan. It was supposed to be a reunion. The reunion was not between Wally and Brendan, who had been travelling together for the past few years, but to see and travel with May. He wanted that green and brown pokemon.

"I wanted that Turtwig, let us battle for it!" Wally exclaimed, already enlarging a pokeball. However, despite everything, Drew was still calm, his smirk got annoying already to the newly acquainted Wally. One hand was on his hip, the other one held triumphantly the pokeball that Wally wanted. Actually, even if Drew could hear Wally's name from their conversation, they had not been officially introduced.

"First come, first serve." He drawled. "It is officially mine."

Even though Wally was normally kind, everything changed in the presence of green pokemon. He had always loved green. It was probably the fact that his hair was green. It was quite unique, but now, a trainer with brighter and nicer green stood in his way. Green was also the color of nature, which was all around them.

"Drew is right, it is his to own. You can simply catch another pokemon with the help of one of mine. The next set of pokemon is due tomorrow" Professor Rowan interrupted. No one else on the ship had decided on a starter pokemon for Sinnoh it seemed. Annoying coincidences and plot devices.

Wally remembered how Ralts was his first pokemon because he was to leave that day and he was too far away from Professor Birch to gain a starter.
"Exactly, simple problem solved." Drew said simply, before turning towards May. "I cannot believe you are travelling with such immature boys; though perhaps they rubbed off you."

"How dare you insult May!" Brendan said, finally blowing his top after silently fuming while Drew calmly dealt with Wally. Drew raised his eyebrow, flicking Turtwig's pokeball in the air, before catching it and clipping it to his belt.

"Well, I should go now; I expect to see you in the Jubilife Contest, May." Drew said, walking casually out the door without another word, flicking his chartreuse bangs in an all too familiar and egoistical gesture.

May wisely let her two male companions slowly emerge from their anger, as she approached Professor Rowan, and the two remaining pokeballs.

"What pokemon would you like?" Professor Rowan asked as she came over.

"Piplup." She said automatically, as he handed her the pokeball. She smiled as she added the new addition to her team, which consisted currently of Blaziken, Venusaur, Glaceon, Beautifly and now her new Piplup. Skitty, Wartortle and Munchlax were at home with her father Norman. She hoped that she wouldn't need to capture many new pokemon. She believed in strong bonds between trainer and pokemon. She remembered the time when Drew treated Absol badly. She would never do something like that, and she hoped her rival would never return to those ways either.

Professor Rowan also handed her several Pokeballs and a Pokedex as per usual.

Brendan was now comforting Wally, before coming up to get his Chimchar. Brendan had his Swampert, Shiftry, Aggron, Rhyperior, and now Chimchar, having five pokemon just like May.

"How can you stand that narcissist Drew?" Brendan interrogated suddenly when they left the Lab, just like an annoying news reporter that randomly pops out of no where.

"Its hard, but I am determined to try and beat him of course!" she exclaimed. Brendan beamed at her, like a proud father. Brendan loved fighting. That was another reason to choose Chimchar, it evolved into a fighting type. When he had just started out on his journey, he did not think of choosing the cute Torchic. They chatted animatedly, even when they got into the Pokemon Center, which one would find convenient in the small seaside town. They booked a room, argued about who was sleeping on which bunk, and which bed they were sleeping on, since there were two bunk beds, meaning one bed was spare. In the end May got a whole bunk bed to herself, deciding on the top bunk and dumped her stuff on the bottom one. Brendan also got the top bunk, with Wally underneath. Wally did not really talk on the way to the center.

Wally had begrudgingly followed his two other companions. That day Wally met someone and learned something.

He hated Drew Hayden.