Disclaimer: If I owned Pokemon, would I be writing fanfiction?

Thanks for reviewing Reina Reina and FluteHero13! And an extra special thanks for Wolfbane-chan for reviewing both chapters 1 and 2! It really makes me happy to see someone following my story and encouraging me to write more.

My hand currently hurts from reseting my Leaf Green cartridge for a shiny Charmander (which will be promptly migrated to Soul Silver)

It shall be named Diablo (Diabla if it's female) and it will be a BADASS. Also, my first shiny since my very first playthrough of Sapphire (Shiny Sharpedo which I ran away from. Because I hated, and still hate Sharpedos. With a vengeance)

So I'll work a little more on this fanfic har. I'm glad people are enjoying it :)

On a side note, if you want to read a story told in a girls perspective, look forward to my OTHER Pokemon fanfic, which will be a GreenxBlue pairing. (Oldrivalshipping)

Chapter 3- Nasty Plot

"...Did I do something wrong?"

Gold narrowed his eyes.

"Yes. You most certainly did," I rolled my eyes.

"If the point of this meeting was to tell me I'm a jackass, you're wasting my time. I'm perfectly aware of that,"

I crossed my arms and proceeded to the elevator.

Gold followed, his Maril toddling after him.

"I thought that thing evolved,"

Gold looked away.

"I have no idea what you're talking about,"

I raised a brow. The fact that he actually uses a Maril is already pretty sad.

We took the elevator to the roof top and sat down for a lemonade.

Gold stared at me, scowling. The scowl was the least intimidating scowl I had ever seen.

"Stop looking at me like that,"

"Stop looking at me like that," Gold retorted. I smarted.

"...I always look like this..."

"Perpetually frowning?" Gold shook his head.

"Anyways..." Gold jabbed a finger at me. "You know why Crystal's dating you right?"

"Because she loves my cheerful and accepting personality," I said sarcastically. Gold rolled his eyes.

"It's because I have red hair, like Lance The Faggit" Gold guffawed.

"Yeah..." Gold shook himself, trying to regain his composure. "As for YOU. I know why you said yes..." He cackled. I blinked.

"Because she looks like Lyra," I said plainly. Gold smarted.

"Y-you're not ashamed?" I shrugged.

"I'm already pathetic enough as is," I leaned back in my seat. "Are we done here?" I got up and headed for the staircase.

I felt something latch to my leg. I grimaced.

"Please break up with her! I'm begging you!" Gold whined.

"Gold, you asshat, get off my leg!"

"Not until you say yes!"

"Christ, fine! Get off me!" Gold unlatched from leg. I glared at him.

"If you do that again, so help me I will stab you. Hard. In the face,"

Gold grinned stupidly. I sighed. Why the boy would want Crystal was beyond me...

"It's a bit of a lost cause, Gold," He looked at me. "After all, unless you dye your hair red, Crystal won't look at you twice,"

I took my leave, leaving Gold to yell at the closing elevator doors.

Breaking up with Crystal was not a difficult thing to do. I wanted the woman out of my hair. If she wasn't going to play substitute for Lyra, then she was not welcome in my life.

I'm an asshole, and proud of it.

"Oh, hi Silver!"

"Crystal, we need to talk."

"Okay! Meet me at National Park at 5! See you, dear!" She made a puckering sound through the receiver. I felt a little more of my life slipping away.

"Feraligatr," I threw the ball into the air. The alligator stared at me.

I stared back at my "starter Pokemon". Yes I stole it. But it's not like it would have gotten any use...I feel terrible for that neglected Chikorita sitting on Elm's table. At the same time, there's no way in hell I would have used a Chikorita.

"Gatr!" I patted his head. Bewildered by the sign of affection I had displayed, Feraligatr thumped its tail on the ground.

"Let's go for a walk,"

"Feraligatr. Gatr. Fer," Roughly, the blue creature had said something like "I really should be thankful for that brunette friend of yours. Had she not come along, you'd still be treating me like a pile of shit with eyes,"

I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, now. I said I was sorry." We walked around the perimeter of National Park. I was attracting some odd stares from other parkgoers. They had small, cute Pokemon following them, like Pikachus and Snubbuls. I had a large, ungainly Feraligatr.

The reptile pointed to something in the distance. I raised a brow.

"Silver!" And I was attacked.

From the corner of my eye, I could see my Feraligatr, guffawing.

"Oh! Is this your Feraligatr? He looks so strong!" Feraligatr swelled with pride. "Not a surprise, coming from a great trainer like my Silver!" Feraligatr scoffed as Crystal pinched my cheek.

I shook her off, like I always did when she made physical contact with me. I hated it. Her skin was soft and unrealistic; obviously the sign of a girl who had everything handed to her on a silver platter, and never had to work for herself. Lyra's skin was rough and calloused, something I had always admired.

Crystal looked at me, hurt obviously apparent in her expression. I ignored it. She tried to brighten and smile.

"Come on! If we hurry, we can take the Magnet Train to Kanto and eat out at Celadon!" She grabbed my hand. but I shook it off once more.

Crystal finally snapped.

"Why won't you let me touch you?" She stomped her foot and glared at me.

"That's what I wanted to talk about, Crystal," I grabbed her forearm and pulled her to a bench. She crossed her arms.

"I get what this is about," She spat, glaring at me. "You're breaking up with me, aren't you?"

"Well..." I tried to think of a less harsh way to say 'break up'. There wasn't. "Yes. I'm breaking up with you," I got up from the bench, her mouth open at my bluntness. "See you," I walked to my Feraligatr, mouth hanging open in a similar fashion.

Crystal gathered her bearings. She jumped from the bench.

"You ASSHOLE!" She shrieked. Park-goers glared at me. I'm always the one doing things wrong...They never blame the girl.

"Why did you even go out with me? You obviously didn't even like me!"

"...I liked you..." Lies. Lies, you speak lies, Silver...

"Liar! You never liked me! You just like Lyra, like all the other boys! Ass, ass ASS!" I couldn't really deny the first part.

"So what? You asked me out for the same reason- because I look like Lance!"

Crystal gaped.

"Pffft. You wish! You're nothing like Lance! You...you...RRRGH!" She stomped her foot again. Out of frustration, she chucked a ball in the air.

"Take care of this asshole, Rin!"(1) A Vaporeon emerged from the ball. It launched an Icebeam at me. Being the total badass my Feraligatr is, it leaped in front of the attack, taking it like a beast, despite it being super effective.

"Look, I know you're upset," I dodged another icebeam. "But that's no reason to sick your Pokemon on me!"

I heard footfalls approaching.

"My, my. Silver. You sure aren't one with the ladies. Upset yet another lovely maiden, now have you?" I grit my teeth. According to Crystal's squeal, (and the halt of the persistant icebeams) my speculation was right.

"Lance," I grimaced. He flipped his cape. Lyra clung to his forearm. She didn't look to thrilled. That might have been because I was there, and it seems I just wreak misery and havoc upon every human being I come in contact with...

"Lyra," I said, flatly.

"...Silver..." She looked down. Her voice sounded...upset. Wow, am I really that unbearable?

"Lyra, I-" I tried to sort out what ever issues I might have created.

"No need, my boy! It's clear what you've done here!" Lance waved his hand at Crystal.

"You've greatly upset this young woman here! You heartless fool!" I looked at Crystal, gushing up at Lance.

I scoffed.

"She looks perfectly content to me,"

"Nonsense! She's simply trying to hide her true feelings, because she is a strong fair maiden!" ...Why must all of your sentences end with an exclamation? I rubbed my temples.

"Whatever...Let's go Feraligatr. I have no business here anymore,"

"Gatr!" Loyally, the reptile followed suit, seeming just as eager to get out of the hell hole that had just spawned in National Park. I was surprised the tabloids weren't swarming the place yet.

"Yield, Silver!" ...Yield? Who the hell uses yield in standard conversation?

Nonetheless, I halted.

"What?" I said impatiently. He raised a Pokeball over his head. I rolled my eyes.

"I challenge you to a Pokemon battle!" Good christ...

"Winner...gets to take either of these fair ladies," He gestured to Lyra and Crystal. "As their mate,"

Crystal squealed. Lyra looked at me, then back at the ground.

I blinked twice. Then thrice. My face contorted in rage.

"...You're sick..."

A/N

...This story is really fast paced...I hope you don't mind.

Chapter title- Nasty Plot is a move you'd probably encounter very little if you're just an in-game player. Nasty Plot raises Special Attack by 2 stages. It's used a lot in metagames...If your opponent sets up Nasty Plot (or other stat boosting moves) well...be prepared for a sweep

1) Vaporeon's nickname- Rin is japanese for ice. It would made more sense for Glaceon. But I didn't want to name it Mizuki (water) since that's just plain overused.

Look out for my GreenxBlue fic (Title pending) and chapter 4 of this story. I'm not expecting this to go over 10 chapters.

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Just before anyone asks, I actually don't play online. I know a bit about metagame from reading too much serebii forums, and I build my movesets to be competitively viable (Meaning my Typhlosion doesn't have Fire Blast Flame Thrower Lave Plume and Eruption...) But I don't care about natures, and I'm too lazy to EV train. Just clearing that up.

If you actually care what Pokemon I'm using in my Soul Silver, say something and I'll post it in the next chapter. All of my team (except my newest member Zeppelin the Aerodactly) is either Underused or Neverused. Even in Pokemon, I don't conform...