*Silver's P.O.V*
"Cute," Gold's comment made my face heat up and I felt my anger rapidly drain away and be replaced with embarrassment.
I opened my mouth to respond with a clever retort, but could think of none and I ended up looking a fish out of water with my eyes wide and my mouth opening and closing stupidly. I cleared my throat awkwardly and stomped over to the door.
". . . Let's go," I mumbled, my gaze fixed on the floor.
I could feel Gold's curious gaze burning a hole through my head. I heard the bed groan and squeak and assumed that he was getting up. "Where are we going?" he asked.
I sighed loudly. "You promised to show me around!"
Gold swept past me, his hand clamping around my wrist as he went by. I flinched and tried to yank my wrist out of his grip, but it refused to budge. He dragged me down the hallway, pointing out different rooms as we walked and I half listened, too concerned with trying to reclaim my wrist to pay attention to what he was saying. I absolutely HATED for people to touch me. I just knew that they were going to end up hurting me, and I refused to be hurt anymore.
Gold suddenly stopped walking and since I wasn't paying attention, I slammed into his back. Being the freakin' human wall he was, he didn't even budge. I, on the other hand, fell backwards and landed ungracefully on my ass much like the first time we had met. On the bright side, my wrist was now free of his grasp.
"What the hell-" my question was cut off as Gold quickly swept me up and snatched me into a tiny storage room.
I saw a flash of obnoxiously bright blue hair before Gold stealthily slammed the door and flattened me against the wall. My face paled as he caught my arms in his hands and pinned them above my head. His knee pushed between my thighs as I tried to squirm away.
"Personal space! You're in my personal space!" I snarled at him, extremely uncomfortable and close to having a panic attack.
"Shh!" he hushed me, tightening his grip as I tried to fight against him.
"GOLD!" I snapped.
"Shush!" he hissed quietly before crashing his lips down on mine.
My eyes widened and all color left in my face drained from it. I vaguely heard the door open and heard a girlish squeal before the door was quickly slammed shut again. Gold pulled away from me, his own eyes wide and his lips parted as he panted and glanced at the door. He returned his gaze to me and upon seeing my expression, released my arms and moved back.
"I'm so sorry Silver, it was just that I-" he was unable to finish his sentence as a fist suddenly slammed into his jaw.
I quickly looked around to see who had done it when I realized we were the only two in the tiny space. Oh. I glanced down at my clenched fist. It had been me who hit him and I hadn't even realized it. I looked to Gold to see that he was rubbing his jaw and I quickly ducked my head down and burst out of the storage room. I rushed down the hallway and avoided the elevator all together, taking the stairwell instead.
"Silver!" I heard Gold call after me, but I ignored him completely and kept running until I was outside of the dorms.
I paused to catch my breath, bending down and resting my hands on my knees. Not a moment after that, the sound of Gold yelling my name reached my ears once again. I cursed under my breath. Didn't this guy know when to give up!? Shaking my head, I took off once again, running in a completely random direction and just hoping that I could escape him.
"Hi there! Running away from someone?" a voice suddenly questioned from my right side.
I turned my head to see a boy with dark blue hair sprinting beside me, easily keeping up with the fast pace I was running at. He had a small smile on his lips and a sort of aura about him that seemed to instantly put me at ease. I nodded hesitantly and his smile widened.
"Me too," he admitted, chuckling, "I know the perfect place we can hide. Follow me!"
Without another word, he abruptly turned and started running towards a small patch of woods. I tripped and stumbled slightly as I tried to turn as fast as he had, but quickly regained my footing and caught back up with the blue haired boy. He ran down a tricky path through the woods, his lithe body easily ducking under and twisting around the low hanging branches of trees. He led me to a large tree that had many low, easily climbable branches and quickly clambered up it.
I followed up after him, feeling awkward and clumsy compared to the way he elegantly weaved through the branches. He stopped at a place where some of the branches all interlaced to create a sort of seat and sat on the very edge of it, leaving plenty of room for me to sit comfortably. As I situated myself I felt his dark blue eyes, the same color as his hair, studying me curiously.
"You must be the new student I've been hearing about," he decided, nodding to himself, "I'm Falkner Hayato. You are. . .?"
I briefly debated on if I should tell him my name or not and decided that it would be fine if I did; for some reason, I felt like I could really trust this guy. He seemed nice. Maybe, although I highly doubted it, maybe I could finally have a friend.
"Silver Giovanni." I introduced myself quietly, trying to muster up a polite smile.
He flicked his blue bangs out of his face, but the fringe immediately fell back down and covered up his right eye again. He scowled lightly out it before tilting his head curiously and inching further out on the thin branch he was perched on. I was half afraid that the unsafe looking branch would snap and send Falkner plummeting head first towards the ground. When I opened my mouth to voice this fear, he just put his finger to his lips in a shushing gesture. Not wanting a repeat of the Gold incident when I had refused to be quiet when he told me to, I kept my mouth shut.
I watched him, mildly amused as his head cocked to the other side and his ocean blue gaze scanned the forest ground for something. He reminded me of a bird. He had a certain bird-like grace in the way he held himself; his thin shoulders jutting back like wings, his chin tilting up with pride, the way he perched so elegantly on the thin branch. I found myself ridiculously thinking that wings would suddenly sprout from his back and that he would dive bomb whatever it was that he had seen or heard.
"Falkner!" a voice yelled and I squinted down at the ground, leaning slightly over the edge of the branches. "Get your ass down here! We need to talk about this!" a blonde haired guy yelled, tugging angrily at the purple scarf he wore.
Falker scowled down at him. "No!" he declared before flinging a twig he had snapped off the branch at the blonde's head.
The blonde cursed and started to climb up the tree, only to stop when Falkner leapt over to a branch hanging high above the ones that he was trying -and failing- to climb up.
"This is my safe haven! You promised to never come up here!" Falkner called down, a frown tugging on his lips.
The blonde grumbled and slid back down to the ground. He looked up and I could make out a pair of purple eyes on his face. He scowled and shoved a hand through his messy hair. Falkner sighed and seemed to take pity on the blonde, who although was scowling, his body language indicated that Falkner's words had hurt him.
"We'll talk later, okay?" he said, his tone softening, "I'm talking to a new friend right now. You can't keep me all to yourself, ya' know." his voice took on a teasing note at the last sentence.
The blonde's violet eyes glinted and a grin tugged at his lips. "You bet your sweet ass I can! You're mine. And when you get back, we'll do a hell of alot more than just talk." he purred sugestively before strutting off, seemingly satisfied. "Don't stay up there for long!" he called as an after thought.
"Sometimes, that guy is just way too easy to please." Falkner shook his head, his cheeks tinted pink as he leaned back against a sturdy branch.
I sat myself back against the tree, scooting away from the edge. "Who was that anyway?" I asked, mildly confused with what had just happened. One moment, they were both yelling and Falkner was throwing sticks at the guys, and the next they were both flirting with each other. The hell?
"Morty Matsuba," Falkner smiled, "My boyfriend and the guy I was running from earlier."
"Boyfriend?" I repeated, my eyes widening.
"Heh. . . Yeah." Falkner rubbed his neck, still smiling, but then his smile disappeared and his eyebrows furrowed together. "You're not homophobic, are you?" he asked hesitantly.
"Ah, no, no! Of course not." I rubbed my neck awkwardly, not quite ready to admit my own dirty little secret to him, even though he seemed like such a sweetheart. I was secretly gay too. It had actually been one of the major reasons that I had to move from my school in Kanto to this school.
Falkner's smile reappeared and I wondered how people were able to smile like that, so carefree and easily. "Good. So, who were you running from?"
I frowned, my face twisting into a scowl as I was reminded of the whole reason I was up here now. I had punched Gold Hunter, who looked like he could easily snap my scrawny neck, in the face. He had deserved it, but that didn't mean that he wouldn't try to get revenge.
I nervously ran my fingers through my long hair. "Gold Hunter."
Falkner's eyebrows rose. "Gold? Why were you running from Gold?" he questioned.
My nose scrunched up -a bad habit when I'm annoyed or angry or upset- and I tossed my hair over my shoulder. "So, first of all, when I first got here, I accidentally ran into him and that idiot mistook me for a girl! Then he provoked me and called me girlie! Then, I found out that I have to share a room with him and the place was a pig-sty! So, I was going to make him clean it up himself but he tricked me with this adorable puppy eyed look that I have no idea how he pulled off and I ended up cleaning up most of the room by myself!" I took a deep breath before continuing my rant.
"Then, he was going to take me on a tour of the place so I wouldn't get lost and he started dragging me down the hallway by my rest and I do not like to be touched! To make things worse, then he stopped walking and I slammed into him and I swear that damn guy is made of bricks or something! So, I fell on my ass and then he dragged me into this tiny storage closet and then he pinned me against the freakin' wall and told me to be quiet and when I wouldn't, he kissed me! That was my first kiss, ya know! That bastard stole it!" I raged. "Oh, and while we were cleaning up, he had the nerve to call me cute! I am NOT cute!"
"Woah, woah, calm down, Silver." Falkner chuckled softly, waving his hands at me in a calming gesture. "Gold's a pain in the ass, I'll admit that, but he's straighter than a pole. There must be some kind of misunderstanding. When he was dragging you into the closet, did you see anything or anyone around?"
"No," I grumbled, shaking my head. Suddenly, I remembered something. "Oh, but I did see a bit of obnoxiously bright blue hair before Gold slammed the door and then I heard the door open and a girly squeal while he was kissing me." I shuddered, forcing down the blush that threatened to flare up at the memory.
Falkner sat up, understanding flashing in his eyes. "Ahh." he mumured, nodding wisely. "That makes perfect since. Gold dragged you into the closet because he saw Kris, a girl with bright blue hair who's obsessed with him. She stalks him and he can't stand it, so he hid in the closet so she wouldn't find him."
"That makes sense. . . " I admitted, "But why would he drag me in there with him? And why would he kiss me?"
"He probably did it for your own good. Kris adores Gold, but she has a thing for cutie pies like you, too. He probably dragged you in there so you wouldn't be the latest addition to her stalk-list."
"Cute-pie!?" I repeated indignantly, my cheeks heating up.
Falkner grinned like a cheshire cat and nodded. "Face it, Silvy, you're adorable and anyone with eyes can see that, so don't even try to deny it. Even Gold, who's a total playboy and goes for only the hottest of girls, could see it. He drug you into that closet for your own good. Oh, and you said that Gold told you to be quiet, right? But you didn't listen to him so he must have kissed you to keep you quiet. It's as simple as that."
I ducked my head down and let a veil of red hair cover my face, trying to hide my embarrassment. Maybe I had acted to rashly earlier. Gold was only trying to hide from his stalker and maybe trying to keep me from getting stalked myself. I owed him an apology. . .
I cleared my throat awkwardly, trying to change the subject, "Silvy?" I repeated.
"Your new nickname," he nodded, "It suits you."
I rolled my namesake eyes, shaking my head. ". . .Then I'll call you Falky." I threatened weakly, knowing that I wouldn't. Calling people by nicknames like that was embarrassing.
Falkner picked up on my discomfort and knew I was bluffing. He snorted. "No you won't. Now quit changing the subject!" he ordered, "You need to go talk to Gold. Since he was chasing after you, he probably wants to explain why he kissed you. He wouldn't want rumors that he kissed another guy getting spread around." Falkner rolled his eyes.
"Um. . . I don't think I can face him right now." I mumbled quietly.
"Hm? Why not?" the bluenette asked, curiosity sparking up in the pools of blue that were his eyes once again.
"I. . . uh, kind of punched him in the jaw." I admitted quietly.
All was silent for a moment as Falkner sat back and mulled over this new piece of information. Out of nowhere, he burst into laughter, nearly giving me and a poor bird who had landed on a nearby branch a heart attack.
"Ah ha ha ha ha! You?! You punched the Gold Hunter in the jaw!? You!? You hit the infamous school bad boy and playboy!? Dude, if he doesn't kick your ass, his fan girls will!" Falkner roared with laughter, nearly falling off of his branch.
"What!?" I panicked as Falkner -still laughing like a hyena- quickly wrapped his legs around his branch to keep himself steady. "What!?" I repeated, afraid that once again, I would have to change schools.
It took a while, but Falkner was finally able to stop laughing. He was still panting and his face was red, but when he saw my worried expression, he grew still. "Dude, he's gonna fuckin' kill you."
Author's Note:
I freakin' love Falkner. Morty too. So, yes, so far this story will be primarily Preciousmetalshipping with side dishes of Originalshipping and Honorshipping and whatever other shippings I see fit. If you have any Pokemon shippings that you would like to see in this story, just tell me and maybe I'll use it. (: Oh, and tell me what I could do to improve this story and make it freakin' awesome! Tell me what you'd like to see in this story!
Oh, and I'm not sure who's P.O.V the next chapter will be in, but Gold will be in way more than he was in this chapter! You'll probably be seeing more of Falky and Morty too. :)
Oh, and sorry! This chapter was supposed to be up yesterday, but I have an infection in my eyelid so I can't really see all that well. :( So, I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes, but I'm nearly blind right now! xD The infection would be around my good eye of course, 'cause the universe hates me like that. I would also just like to thank those of you who are taking the time to read this fic. It's my first mulit-chapter fic, so it's not the best, but I'll try my damned-est to make it amazing!
