Well, I forgot to say this last time, but I am going to be using the Japanese names for the characters, the humans only (with some exceptions). Well, enjoy!
Satoshi's eyes were glassy and cold, And Serena could tell that his minds was elsewhere. He barely touched dinner, for goodness sake. It was hamburgers, and he only ate 3 compared to his usual 7! Pikachu, too, she noticed, looked a little uneasy. Staring intensely, she tried to comprehend the sudden lack of emotion.
"There's no point, Serena." Eureka said in between mouthfuls of food.
"You think?" The girl stared at her burger, sighing.
"Yeah! There's no point in having a staring contest with someone who's looking away!" And with that, Eureka finished off the last bite. Serena sweatdropped, and sighed, again. There's no way that an eight-year-old like Eureka could understand her feelings. Fingering her necklace, she thought, My feelings for Satoshi.
Satoshi stared, deadpan, towards an unidentified location. Alan... Why're you here, of all places...
Flashback:
"It's your first day at camp, Satoshi. Are you excited?" Satoshi's mom said, smiling kindly at the 6-year-old who was clinging to her hand.
"Yeah!" He chirped swinging his arms happily. Golden and auburn leaves fringed the edge of the sidewalk, crunching underneath their feet.
"Here we are sweetie! I'll come back to pick you up later, okay?" Hanako kissed her son's cheek fondly before waving goodbye to the little boy. "Bye-bye Mama!" Came his cheerful reply.
The entrance to the Aura Trainee Camp wasn't much of a spectacle as Satoshi had hoped, the gate hanging over his head rather faded and worn. The campus was odd, too, as it was built in the shape of a school. Satoshi liked school, but didn't like class as much. So far, to him, the outside seemed a bit disappointing. Nevertheless, clutching his backpack, he peered inside.
"Hellooooo? Anyone here?" The lights were turned on, but the hallway itself was empty of occupants. Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and an older boy, who looked about 8, rounded the corner, a water bottle in hand.
"Who're you?" The boy's sharp tongue startled Satoshi.
"I-I'm Satoshi, a new camp member. Do you know where everyone else is?"
The boy grinned, his blue eyes sparkling. "Nice to meet you, Satoshi! I'm Alan, the strongest aura user here! Anyways, everyone outside, practicing getting a hold of their aura. Here, it's this way.
As they approached the door, Satoshi could see other kids outside, standing up, with their eyes closed.
"What're they doing that for?" He asked his guide, his curiousity bubbling.
"Well," Alan responded, "They're trying to find their aura inside of themselves. You know, by focusing and reaching your heart and stuff. Say Satoshi, have you already found your aura?"
"Yup! I can also make a little ball of aura too! Look!" Concentrating, he summoned the energy to produce a glowing ball of pure blue aura in his hand. Tossing it to his other hand, he asked eagerly, "Alan! What does your aura look like?" Smirking, Alan quickly creating a similar glowing ball in his hand, but of a darker shade and larger size than of Satoshi's.
"How's this?"
"Amazing! Alan, you're so cool!" The older boy sniffed triumphantly.
"Anyways, this is the beginners' field. Out towards the back is where kids of a higher level, like me, practice aura. I should probably introduce you to our elder, too. Her name is Akane, but everyone just calls her Grandma. She knows a whole lot about aura."
As the pair walked past a fence separating the two fields, Satoshi overheard a conversation between a group of girls.
"Alan is sooo cute, right Kazuko-chan?"
"Yeah, yeah! Leaf-chan, just confess already! If you wait for too long he'll fall in love with someone else!"
"B-but, Misa-chan, Kazu-chan, I'm so nervous..."
"Don't worry, Leaf-chan! You can definitely do it!"
Their voices faded as the two walked further out into the field, dotted with patches of dead grass and dandelions ready to disperse their seeds to the wind.
"Grandma! We've got a new member!" Alan called out to an old woman sitting on a tree stump. Her Crimson scarf blew in the wind as she oversaw the training of the other children, accompanied by a young lady with white hair braided around her head.
The two women turned their attention to Alan, who was running up to them, Satoshi close behind. "Now, let's have a look at you, young man." Grandma lifted his face and peered into his eyes, Satoshi staring back at her small yellow ones with equal intensity.
"Nice to meet you, Satoshi." She smiled, while Satoshi stepped back in surprise.
"How did you know my name?" He asked incredulously.
"I know many things." She replied with a wink, causing Satoshi's mouth to spread into a large grin.
"Grandma is so cool!"
The seasons passed, and soon enough, winter came. Satoshi proved to have a very strong aura, even close to the camp prodigy, Alan. Secretly, Satoshi admired Alan. He would always maintain a composed face, even if the going got rough. His aura, too, was incredible. The distance between him and the person who could second that was gigantic. That person in second was Satoshi. As winter turned spring, Satoshi started to overtake Alan, little by little. He mastered his aura speed with ease, and was a formidable opponent whenever Avalon, the white-haired assistant teacher, suggested a game of capture the flag. Not only this, but Satoshi's object creation ability grew. Object creation was the act of manipulating your aura waves to take the shape of a solid object. However, aura objects could never really kill someone; they only knocked an opponent unconscious. To kill, one would need to rely on their punches or kicks.
As Alan's fame started to diminish, his jealousy for Satoshi grew. He started to hate the younger boy.
"Okay kids, today, we'll be trying to use our aura to befriend wild pokémon." Avalon announced to the excited faces in front of her. "Remember the method; Use your mind to reach out to the pokémon, and help them understand your cause. Make sure you use the appropriate approach for your pokémon, since some species react differently than others to certain methods. Once you've established a bond with your pokémon, come back to the fence. This way, we'll all see which pokémon each of us found!"
"Avalon-san talks like a teacher. Bor-ing."
"I HEARD THAT, HIKARU-KUN! Anyways, let the friendships begin!"
"Yaaaaaay!"
Time skip for a couple of minutes
"Hey, Alan! Look! I befriended a Pidgey!" Satoshi's eyes sparkled as he awaited his idol's response.
"Coooo!" Pidgey cried happily settling down on Satoshi's head.
"..."
"Hey, are you befriending a pokémon? Lemme see!" As Satoshi leaned down, however, the Eevee that had finally began to trust Alan started at the sight of Satoshi, and ran away.
"Eevee!" Alan yelled in desperation, yet with no avail. The brown evolution pokémon would not return. Turning to Satoshi, his aura took on a dark, angry color. "You... you..."
"Alan?" Satoshi started to step back, his Pidgey floating down and hiding behind his legs.
"It's all your fault Satoshi!" And with that, Alan summoned a fistful of aura, and punched him in the gut.
Amidst the chaos, the Pidgey flew away.
Cliffhanger! Don't worry, I'll try and update quickly!
So, to answer Rokudosatoshi's question...
Well, this chapter kind of explained it, right?
I was thinking of having Alan being once a kid, happy, yet very arrogant before he started his training as an assistant with Prof. Sycamore. As he grew older, he matured a lot more. But he'll be a bit more arrogant later in the story however. PLS DON'T KILL ME I DON'T WANNA DIE YET! I'm gonna try and incorporate more of his awesome and adorable side too, though. If you wanna send in an OC, go for it! I'll need some for the League. It's okay if it's not a Japanese one. Yes, Hanako is Delia. Finally, this will be Satoshi's team for the League:
Pikachu (duh)
Greninja (pls, I need some awesome pokémon for him!)
Avalugg (oddly, a lot of speculations)
Phantump (same reason as above, yolo)
Talonflame (that's already pretty obvious)
Hawlucha (LUCHARAAAAAN!)
Charizard will be there, don't worry, and Sceptile should also make a debut, I think. Don't forget to review! Constructive criticism really appreciated!