Mom told me to take Deino for a walk, otherwise he would poop all over the place, so I did. I decided that it just might be time to get some answers to my questions, so I started with the former Striaton Gym Leaders.
I walked up to a building that had a sign which showed the gym leaders in awe over how good the food is. The building had a classic look to it, but at the same time it looked like Bill Gates' house on steroids. it was at that moment that I knew it would be near impossible to find even one of the three.
I searched every room, on every one of the lower levels, with no luck. I got to the top floor, which was their corporate floor, and in the back room was their office. I walked through several dozen cubicles before reaching a pair of electronic sliding doors, like the ones at grocery stores. They opened slowly, revealing a waiting room, a secretary's desk, and another door.
A woman popped out and asked me if I had an appointment. I said no at first, but then added that I would like to speak to them about important matters.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Good luck kid!" She laughed as she made fun of me, "You'll never see-"
Cilan interrupted, "Who will never see us?" He asked the secretary as he glared at her angrily.
"Uh, sir! When did you step out? Ha. Ha..." She said embarrassingly.
"Shirley... What did I tell you about not accepting sudden appointments when we're not busy?" Cilan asked as he came over to me and pet Deino, "You raised this Pokemon well... Uh..."
"Taichi. My name is Taichi. You're one of the Striaton Gym Leaders aren't you?" I said with much enthusiasm.
"Not as of N's defeat. My brothers and I built this company and gave up on training." Cilan had a saddened look on his face.
"That's why I'm here, sir. I need to know why all of you quit being awesome gym leaders." I nearly knocked him out after I jumped with excitement.
"Woah there Taichi! Since Shirley was being rude to you, the least I could do is answer your question. Com on in." As he opened the door for me, a second wave of energy came over me.
Their office was luxurious. It had three couches that, all-together, formed a "U" shape. A t.v. on the far wall that was so bit it looked like it WAS the wall. A big mahogany desk sat by the wall of windows over looking the port. It also had three bathrooms, each one equipped with a shower and large enough to fit ten people comfortably.
Cilan looked at me and gestured towards one of the couches. "Please, make your self at home." He said with an inviting smile, "Then we can get down to business."
The couches were as comfy as I imagined they would be. I sank right in and could have easily fallen asleep. Then Cilan spoke.
He was staring and the ceiling when he started, "Before Naoto beat N, no one came in to battle us or eat at our restaurant. Six months ago today, Naoto beat N." It was April 19th when my brother beat N. "And four months ago people started eating at our restaurant more, but the more people that ate, the less people showed up to battle us. Two months after that, the League Champion, Alder, came up to us with heartfelt regret when he informed us that we were no longer accepted as League approved gym leaders. My brothers and I knew and accepted that fact, so we focused on our food and ended up where we are now..." He started to cry from the memories, then he told me to leave.