His hands shook. Never had he been this nervous or excited. Desperately he tried to focus on the task at hand but it was to no avail. His thoughts plagued him. It wasn't the fact that he was scared to do it, in fact every fibre of his being wanted to do it like nothing he had ever done before. What bothered him though was the thought that he was not up for the challenge. He had never done anything like this, and there was no guarantee that he'd be any good at it. What if he messed it up? What if he ruined it? He didn't want to cause any harm, especially not to her.

He looked back up and into the eyes of face before him. Those red eyes stared back. The eyes of a demon some had said, ruthless and devoid of emotion as he put a stop to all those who dared come across his path. The conqueror they said, a look alone from those eyes was enough to make all challengers quake in terror. Eyes of the warrior they claimed, never once did they show a hint of retreat, always on the attack, always on the front foot, always owning the initiative. Mythic, they were legendary, if you were lucky enough to see him, you were truly blessed if you got to see those eyes. And those few who had the chance to stare right into those red eyes told you of the power. They were unworldly and detached they said. They bore into your very soul, every single one of your thoughts, devoured by them.

Yet he saw none of what they saw. Instead he saw the eyes of a man who very much did feel. At this very moment they were fearful and nervous but at the same time they were excited and energetic. He brought his hands up to the bowtie that hung loosely around his neck, cursing it as he tried to do it up. It was the first time that he had to tie one on and in all honesty he never planned on wearing one again in his lifetime. But today he had to wear it, he wanted to wear it. He had to look perfect. For her.

After fumbling around for nigh on ten minutes, he threw the bowtie away in disgust. Sure he could survive atop a mountain, defeat any crime mob put in front of him, go on adventures and leave all his loved one behind. But a simple bowtie? He groaned and plonked himself on a chair and ran his hands through his thick raven black hair. He looked back into the mirror and smiled slightly, if only they could see him now. Their hero, their villain, the measure of clam and confidence, sitting alone in this room, a complete and utter nervous wreck.

He thought he had got the hard part out of the way. Just knocking her grandfather's door had him cacking his pants. He could be barely move when her grandfather answered the door let alone ask him the all important question. He felt for sure that he had royally screwed that up, his hands shook so much as he signed his question. But not only had her grandfather given his blessing, he had been overjoyed and gave him a bear hug that had almost cracked his ribs. Almost everything had gone perfectly since that day, although getting Pikachu and her sister to help him with his proposal had probably not been one of his best ideas but either way, since then, it had been the happiest time of his life.

That was until last night.

He had asked Blue to not go overboard with the bachelor party but of course he should known better. Even by both his and Blue's standards that night had been crazy. But a comment from a guest who hadn't exactly been invited had put him into this state.

"Exactly what does she see in you? You're not good looking. You're not that rich. Hell I doubt you know any other way than living rough and on the road. Take away the fame and what are you? I mean she could have anyone she wanted. What do you offer her that she doesn't already have? And if she wanted a trophy, there are way better prizes out there."

He had immediately rebuffed the 'guest', the two of them were in love with each other and that was all that mattered. But as he made his way back home, he couldn't help but wonder exactly what it was he brought to this marriage.

Sure he was famous and he was well off but she was just as wealthy as he was if not more so. You could have made the argument that he was the best trainer in the world but neither of them cared for that, and she was an incredible trainer in her own right and could easily give him a run for his money. Other than that he didn't have what you called marriageable traits. His other more prominent skills, being able to live in harsh conditions, disappearing without a trace and making daring escapes were not exactly going to be useful anymore. He wasn't a looker either. When he had his cap on, shadowing his eyes from view, no one gave him a second glance.

What did she see in him?

Like a lot of what media said of him, he was hermit who shunned fame and money. An anti-social who only appeared at a tournament once every few years or when a great deal of trouble arose that required his presence, disappearing once again when his deeds were done. And even if you had to chance to see him, approaching him was nigh on impossible.

She on the other hand was the flower in the public's eye, with movie star good looks and a bubbly personality to boot. Appearing on many shows and willing to give interviews, she was a dream for the press and public. Women wanted to be her and men wanted to be with her. She could go from training in the rain and mud to turning up on the red carpet and still be the most beautiful thing that you could lay your eyes on. There was simply no other word for it. She was angelic. Whereas he had more in common with a drifter.

"Yo buddy you in here?"

A knock on the door, preceded the entrance of his spiky brown haired friend. Blue looked every inch the superstar in his fetching tailor made suit, custom leather shoes and expensive designer sunglasses that he was probably wearing for another reason than looking like a million bucks. His friend plonked himself down next him, hand clasping his head in an effort to calm the raging hangover that had taken a hold.

"Man last night. Dam!" A small smile appeared on his face, last night had indeed been one hell of a night.

"Do you think she'll mind if I wear these?

He snorted and smirked in response, he doubted she would mind, but he knew that Blue wasn't hiding what lay underneath for his and her sakes. No, Blue was doing it to protect his own interests, which he found greatly amusing. Blue hardly every cared what other people thought about his looks or his personality. Yet here his friend was covering himself up to try and not disappoint one particular person. A fact he made quite clear to Blue, earning him a cuff on the back his head.

"Chatty gossip." Blue muttered. "What about you? Why aren't you ready yet? Where's your bowtie?"

Blue questioned before he pointed towards where it had been thrown. Blue looked at it and then back at him, his expression changing from confusion to a cheeky smirk as he realised why said bowtie was lying on the other side of the room.

"Don't tell me the great and powerful Red was defeated by a simple bowtie?" Blue asked on the verge of laughing, as he got up form his chair and made his way to the discarded item of clothing.

"If I'd known that I would have brought one to our battles ages ago." Blue joked, picking the bowtie up and walking back over to him, ignoring the scowls that were shot at him.

"C'mon get up off your fat lazy ass. I'll do it for you." Shooting him another glare, he got up and faced Blue who promptly wrapped the bowtie around his collar and went about the business of tying it on.

"Hey is everything all right?" he raised an eyebrow at Blue.

"You really quiet. Well quieter than usual." He sighed and looked into the mirror as Blue put the finishing touches to the knot.

"Do you think I'm right for her?" He signed.

"What?"

"Do you-"

"I know what you said."

"She deserves the very best. I don't know if I'm that."

"You're joking right? If you're not the best then for my safety I don't want to battle the best."

"That's not what I mean." He paused, thinking over his words. "What do I bring to this marriage? What set of skills do I have that are actually useful? What do I offer her?"

"You have got to be fucking kidding me? You're the luckiest guy in the world you know that right. And you're thinking of throwing it all down the drain. We both knew you were stupid before but this stupid? What are you, a Team Rocket grunt? I've heard of pre-marriage nerves before but this is a bit far ain't it? What's got into you?" He looked down and shuffled his feet, he knew exactly what Blue would tell if he told him what had happened last night.

"Spill." Blue ordered, folding his arms authoritatively. "Don't make me challenge you right here, right now. It would be a shame to loose a battle on you wedding day now wouldn't it."

He snorted again and a smile crept on his face, it was just like Blue to challenge him to a battle at the most inappropriate of times. Looking up he saw that his best man shared his smile.

"Trust me I'll do it."

Blue pulled out a Pokéball that he knew contained Umbreon and started tossing it up and down nonchalantly. He actually debated the idea of actually calling Blue's bluff and having a battle, he could really do with something to get his mind off his current trail of thought. And it wouldn't really piss that many people off, she wouldn't mind one bit and would probably start cheering for them and would get more into it than either of them.

"Oh crap, you're actually thinking about doing it aren't you?" Blue hastily put Umbreon's ball away.

"Hmm what could I potentially do that would force you to tell me what happened?" He gulped as an evil smile formed on Blue's face.

"You know I still have that video of you doing-"

"I'll talk. I'll talk god dam it. Never bring that up again. Never."

Not wanting to experience that story ever again, he told Blue what had happened and needless to say he got the response that he was expecting.

"Wow. Since when you have you become a pussy? Who'd have thunk it. The great and powerful Red, acting like a little bitch. Is this what marriage does to you? If that's the case then I definitely don't want to get married."

"Oh this coming from a guy who's hiding his appearance because he's scared of what a girl might think about it. Who's acting like a bitch now? And stop calling me the great and powerful Red."

"I apologise oh mighty one. I am not worthy to be in your presence."

"One more word and I'll beat the crap out of you."

"Please we both know I'd win in a fist fight. I'm bigger, stronger and faster than you after all."

"You forgot one more thing. You're stupider as well."

"Not as stupid as you. I'm not the person thinking of running away from his marriage."

"I'm not thinking of running away, just questioning whether or not I'm the best option for her."

"That's practically the same thing. You're being a bitch ass coward."

"You're a dickhead you know that."

"Still better than being a coward."

"Keep talking, someday you'll say something intelligent."

"Well you're so dumb that you got hit by a parked car."

"You're proof that evolution can go in reverse."

"You're proof that man can live without a brain."

"If I ever had a brain transplant I'd choose yours because I'd want one that hadn't been used yet."

"Zombies are looking for brains. Don't worry, you're safe."

"You are living proof of reincarnation. No one can get that stupid in just one lifetime."

"I can't believe that out of one thousand sperm you were the quickest."

"If someone wanted to make a stupid person, you'd be the blueprint."

"You deprive a town of idiots of their idiot."

"It's your town as well dumbass."

"Yeah well your mother's so stupid that she got locked in a bathroom and peed her pants."

"What'd you just say about my momma?"

"Ok that was a bit far. But hey c'mon we were just playing." Blue said raising his hands up in surrender, backing away from the quickly advancing Red.

"Oh Shit"

Blue bent over and covered his head with his arms in an effort to protect himself as soon as he saw Red's elbow flick out in preparations delivery a powerful right hook. But the blow never came. Blue opened his eyes and lowered his arms to see a smiling Red with a huge grin on his face.

"You should of seen the look on your face. Priceless."

"Haha. Good one. Still kinda pussy of you to not go through with it though." Blue teased, lightly his arm.

"Pussy?"

"Ye- Uhhh" Blue fell to his knees groaning in agony clutching his groin after Red had brought his knee up into his delicate parts.

"Who's the pussy now bitch?"

He smirked in triumph over his friend who was crawling at his feet using his legs to steady himself. But he was prevented from gloating further when Blue brought his forearm up between his legs to return the favour. Red fell to the floor alongside Blue, cradling his manhood., face itched with pain.

"What - The - Fuck - Man?" He gasped out.

"You hit me first!"

"Yeah, lightly. You went all out!"

"Whatever we're even. Quit being a bitch."

"You're a bigger bitch."

"You hit like a bitch."

"You talk like a bitch."

"You walk like a bitch."

"You take it like a bitch."

"Your mum's a bitch."

Blue groaned as he realised what he had just said, resigning himself to what was about to come. The two friends shuffled all over the floor and room, hurling more insults at each other, re-enacting a scene that happened well over twenty years ago when the two of them were still only children.

"You fight like a bitch, bitch." Blue grunted through heavy breaths as he held Red in a guillotine choke while Red used his free right arm to pummel Blue's side.

"What the hell are you two doing?"

Blue relaxed his chokehold slightly as he turned his head to see who had entered the room. That gave Red the opportunity to break free, shrug Blue of him and send his opponent to the floor, slightly harder than necessary. Blue shot up straight up, his attention back on Red, fully intent to get pay back for the rough push.

"Enough!"

The two dropped their play fight and turned to face their visitor. Red gulped as he saw his bride-to-be's maid of honour glaring at the two of them. Hand closed into the tightest fists he had ever seen. Her normally cheerful and smiley face replaced by raging monster with blazing orange fire in her eyes.

"Exactly what do you think you're doing?" She demanded through gritted teeth.

"Ah you know, we just had to let out some energy. My man's all exited here. Got to make sure he's in perfect condition for the big moment." Blue remarked back, smirking at him. He simply closed his eyes and sighed to himself, he knew that he was going to be the one that got it.

"You know us men-"

"Shut up Blue!" She said menacingly, before striding directly towards him.

"Shutting up." Blue replied before slipping of to the side not wanting to face any part of her fury.

"He I expect it from. You on the other hand." She poked him in the chest viscously. "You're marrying my best friend. And until now I thought you were the perfect fit for her, nobody makes her happy like you do. Yet here I find you fighting with your best man and ruining your suits!"

"In our defence I doubt that – Shutting up now." Blue was silenced by a look from the woman that would have sent shivers up a devil's spine.

"She asked me to help her organise this wedding and with god as my witness I will make this the perfect wedding for her. Now the two of you are going to wait here and do nothing at all until I bring you a new pair of suits. Then you are going to march yourselves to the hall where you will wait until she comes down the isle. Then you!" She poked him so hard this time that he felt for sure that he would bruise tomorrow. "You will marry my friend and you will live happily ever after. You got that." She ordered, her voice dropping with venom. He nodded furiously in confirmation.

"As for you." He let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding as she turned her wrath to Blue."

"Take those god dam sunglasses of. Do you know how ridiculous you look? Are you planning on ruining the photos?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." Blue quipped back. "I think Red ought to explain."

He cursed his friend as she swilled on the spot to face him. Her look froze him in place, he couldn't explain even if wanted to. Snarling she turned back to Blue. Was it him or was it boiling in the room now?

"Take those off."

She said so quietly yet so sharply that it could cut through metal. Anymore of this and he would literally shit his pants. Blue simply sighed and shrugged his shoulders. Did his friend not realise that he was not poking the beast with a stick? He was hitting the beast with huge hammer, right over its head.

"Take them off, now." Her voice even quieter than before.

"As you wish I guess."

With a slight grin on his face Blue took off his now slightly damaged sunglasses. He watched as her eyes grew to the size of saucers before contracting down to slits. Veins bulged out from her face in places that he didn't even know had veins. Her neck muscles twitched and he could tell that it was taking everything in her power to not launch herself on Blue.

"Put them back on." She seethed at him.

"Yes Milady." Blue complied with her order and quickly put his glasses back on.

"Sit. Do nothing. Wait until it begins."

She could barely make a coherent sentence as she stomped out of the room. The two sat in silence, taking of their ruined suits and waiting for the new ones to arrive. Blue began tapping his left foot impatiently before a sudden look came over him and he smirked at Red.

"I was right." He said triumphantly.

"What?"

"Did you hear what our slightly stressed friend said? You are a perfect fit for her. No one makes her happy like you do? There's your answer Red. Are you right for her? Well for some reason she wants to be with pussy assed bitch but still, she wants you. Question is what do you want."

And with that Blue folded his arms and decided to take a nap right then and there till their new clothes arrived. He could do no such thing though. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. He loved her more than anything else in this world and wanted nothing more than to be with her. But he still couldn't comprehend why she would want the same thing and the thought that she would be better of with someone else would not leave his mind.

Eventually their suits arrived. It had to said that he was impressed at how quickly her maid of honour managed to find a pair of suits that were identical to the original ones. Along with Blue, he quickly changed into his pair before he was swiftly frog-marched by Blue to the congregation. If he was nervous before, it was nothing to what he felt now. Walking through the aisle past all his friends and her family had him on the verge of shaking. He didn't dare look back in case they saw the fear on his face, instead he stared at feet, refusing to look at anything else. After what felt like eons, the music started to play. He took a deep breath, there was no turning back now.

Setting himself he turned back to face his future. Beside him, his best man stood stiffly, it put him at ease slightly, seeing that he wasn't the only person nervous as hell. There were oohs and ahhs as the pageboy and flower girl entered first, accompanied by their respective smallest Pokémon. Next came her bridesmaid and her maid of honour, her young sister filling the bridesmaid role. The two were giddy with excitement and happiness, though both he and Blue quailed slightly at her maid of honours accusing stare. Her sister meanwhile was having the time of her life and playfully mouthed to him: "It's not too late to marry me instead" earning a snigger from him putting him further at ease. The music changed and his jaw suddenly went slack.

"Seriously bro. You're one lucky fuck." Blue leaned over to him and whispered in his ear.

Later on, in life he realised that he must have looked incredibly stupid as he stared and nodded at his oncoming bride. He had been all over the world on various adventures and seen many wondrous things. But none of them had anything on her. She was simply the most stunning thing he had ever laid his eyes upon. As he locked eyes with her, all thoughts of fear and nervousness before vanished. How could he have thought about not going through with this? This was best moment in his life.

Her grandfather looked on her proudly as he led her to him before taking his seat at the congregation. She was blushing slightly and she had that cute smile on that he could not resist. The two still gazed into each others eyes. He could feel himself go light and dizzy whilst staring into her gorgeous brilliant eyes. He took her small soft hand and kissed it tenderly, getting a giggle out of her. Right then and there he knew. He knew he was going to spend the rest of his life with her.


"All right. It's bed time."

"But mum! Daddy's not finished with his story."

"You have school tomorrow little missy. Daddy can finish up tomorrow."

"But I'm.. not.. sleepy." She replied trying to hold back her yawn.

"No buts. Now go to sleep."

He chuckled to himself as his wife left leaving him with his tiny daughter snuggled up in her covers with an elderly Pikachu in her arms. Abandoning his story, which he had slightly edited for her sake, he got up from his chair at her bedside and leaned down to tuck her up and put her to sleep, kissing the top of her forehead while he did so. She yawned again before turning onto her side, Pikachu nestling himself in her arms in preparation.

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby."

"There's one thing I don't get? What has this got to do with being afraid? I'm still afraid for tomorrow." Her beautiful eyes that she got from her mother were wide in questioning and in slight confusion. He looked kindly down at her.

"It means that it's OK to be afraid, nervous or doubt yourself. You just have to face them, get through them and eventually you get something amazing."

"Like mummy?"

"Like mummy." He signed back. She let out another adorably yawn and her eyes dropped.

"Were you really scared when you married mummy?"

"Most scared I've ever been." She nodded, her eyes now closed fully.

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby."

"How did you meet mummy?" He beamed as he recalled the event. As he was about to start, he looked down to see his daughter had already fallen asleep. He smiled as her again.

"A story for another time. Now sleep well my little flower. Watch over her little buddy." He scratched the head of his oldest friend who let out a sigh in content. He turned the light off, taking a last look at the two small figures on the bed before leaving the room.

"You were thinking of leaving at our wedding?" He gulped as she glared at him, hand on hips her eyes full of menace yet with a beauty that had still mesmerised him.

"I didn't though." Closing the distance to her, he cupped her face with one hand, gently rubbing circles on her cheek. Placing his other hand at her waist, he raised her face to meet his and capture her lips with his own.

"Dam you Red." She murmured, closing her eyes to return the kiss, her arms draped around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her protectively and she rested her head in his collar once their kiss was broken.

"I guess I'm forgiven then?" She looked up to meet his gaze a small devilish smile formed on her face.

"A little. I still have to punish you a bit." He smiled back at her. He looked forward to whatever she had in store for him.


AN: All right first off I have to apologies to some of my readers. I had promised a few people what the next chapter would be about but this idea suddenly hit me and went with this instead. Hope you guys don't hate me for that. The original chapter will make its way into the fic, eventually. :)

So hopefully you guys will like this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it, for one it has probably found me the main focus/ thread for this fic. Plus personally writing Blue this chapter was the most fun I've ever had.

Unfortunately I do two pieces of bad news which also explains why this chapter was a little late. First of my load at work sky rocketed, I don't think I can recall ever being under so much stress, this does kinda mean that updates will be further apart in the future. Secondly I ended up in hospital. Simply put, you can't keep drinking like a student and expect to get away unharmed. Somehow my liver is still functional but only just. The doctors said that when your blood alcohol goes above 0.5 you can potentially die from alcohol poisoning. Mine was at 0.8, yeah they said I was bloody lucky. If you plan on doing shots, never do absent (which is generally around 60% to 80%) and never accept a dare. You'll be the one who looks foolish.

Sorry for the boring life story, just use my idiocy as an example. I was lucky in that I had my cousin to take me to hospital and the fact that I somehow managed to survive. Some people aren't so lucky. Don't be stupid.

Anyways thanks for reading,

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