Kaishin Drabble 3
Prompt: Pokémon, flirting
"Alakazam, use Psychic!"
Shinichi scowled as the attack missed his opponent's Chandelure. Damn it all! His Alakazam was too close to fainting. One more direct hit…
"Ne, Tantei-kun," the annoying, irritating, absolutely infuriating Kaitou KID cackled. That damn thief… His Chandelure launched a Shadow Ball straight at Shinichi's Pokémon. The resulting explosion not only knocked Alakazam out, but also blasted Shinichi off his feet. He landed hard on his back, his breath knocked out of him, and watched distraught as Alakazam, his first and only Pokémon, returned to his poke ball. KID walked towards him. "You should really get some more Pokémon. Even if your Alakazam is ridiculously strong, a type advantage can easily defeat you and then your girlfriend would be upset."
Shinichi rolled onto his hands and knees. "Girlfriend? I don't have a girlfriend."
"Yes, you do. Mouri-chan."
"Wha- Ran's my childhood friend! We caught our Pokémon together! We're not dating!" Why did everyone think he was dating Ran? Sure, they were close, but he saw Ran as more of a sister and she was far too busy being the Gym Leader of Teitan Gym.
Shinichi shuttered at KID's leer. "Oh…?" The thief appraised him like Shinichi was one of his jewels with that insane, perverted look of his.
"Hey, what's with that face…?"
"Haunter, use Lick!"
Shinichi stiffened as a cold, wet tongue swept across his entire back. The paralysis took place instantly. He was frozen, helpless as KID stalked around him like some kind of deranged land-Sharpedo. He stopped right in front of Shinichi, only inches away from his face. "It's always fun battling you, Tantei-kun, but seriously. Get some more Pokémon. You never know what kind of thief would take advantage of you."
KID pressed a kiss to Shinichi's gapping mouth and disappeared into the night, leaving behind a fuming and embarrassed detective paralyzed on the rooftop with the heist's gem in his pocket.
It was lunch time the next day and Shinichi was still furious about last night. The other patrons of the restaurant kept a wide berth from him, unnerved by his constant mutters of revenge. He was reading a book titled "Pokémon and You: How to be the very best" with his new Pokémon, just adopted from the Abandoned Pokémon Adoption down the road.
"Do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
Shinichi looked up in surprise. The trainer standing above him was…pretty cute, actually. His spikey, brown hair hung in his indigo eyes and in his arms was a squirming Pumpkaboo. "Sure," Shinichi said and gestured to the two seats across from him. "Help yourself. I'm Shinichi."
The boy sighed in relief as he sat down. "I'm Kaito and this is Pumpkin."
Suddenly, Shinichi's new Pokémon (who was very short) poked his head up from under the table. "Gible!"
"Is that your Gible?" Kaito asked, shocked.
Shinichi nodded, though he thought it was obvious. "Yeah, I just got him today. A…friend said I should get some more, for safety purpose. I thought it was a good idea since I work a lot of dangerous cases."
Kaito seemed…oddly smug. "Really? Well, I'm glad you listened to them. I'd hate to see you get hurt. But why a Gible?"
"He was nicknamed by his former trainer and I thought it matched my friend perfectly. After some training, he won't know what's coming, will he Big Mouth?"
"Gible!"