Lock Picking and Pokemart Cards

N heard a click as he slid the card through the crack of the door. He pulled it open and held out the card to Black. "I don't want to try to put it back, just pocket it for now." He said as he cringed and stood up.

N placed Black's arm over his shoulders and walked out trying to keep his friend steady, and not thirty seconds of walking N paused.

"What is it?" Black asked, turning his head.

"Black... You're 14... How did you know sliding the card to flip the lock would work?" N asked, his eyebrows raised.

Black opened his mouth then paused and closed it as nothing came out. Black averted his eyes. "...Let's... Keep... Moving..."Black hesitantly stated, as he danced around the subject.

N nodded and tried to shake off the worst of his thoughts as he walked forward, supporting Black as much as possible.

The two walked down a dark hallway and eventually came to a door at the end of the long corridor.

N opened the door, checking both ways before walking out and holding the door for Black.

They walked away from the small building, skeptically and nervously glancing around.

"That was too easy..." Black said quietly.

"I agree... Why would someone go through the trouble of... Whatever in the Poke-verse they did to us, to just let us up and leave..." N pitched in skeptically, standing still and glaring at nowhere in particular.

Black nodded wordlessly and started walking again. "I don't like this." He growled out coldly.

N followed closely to Black, staying lost in his own thoughts.

After the two had found the way out of the forested area, they both sighed in relief. Black dropped to his knees and smiled.

"Let's not get too happy just yet. We still don't know where we are." N stated, sitting down next to Black after a moment of observation.

"I know, but I'm still tired, we can rest for just a few minutes." Black said smiling.

N grinned slightly, but his grin was soon replaced with a frown as he heard a twig snap.

Black turned to face him with worried eyes. Black opened his mouth to say something when he saw N press a finger to his lips a reach for a poke-ball on his belt. He released Reshiram and helped Black get on before jumping on and taking off before who ever stepped on that twig could reach them.

"...I don't like this N." Black griped with a glare set toward the sky.

"I know, I know. I just have to get us away. That will at least put some space in between us and... Whoever or whatever." N responded.

Black sighed and closed his eyes, letting the wind brush past his face.

"I'm tired, N." Black whined childishly after an hour of flying with only light conversation in between.

N sighed. "You think I'm not?" He snapped.

Black cringed. "I didn't mean it like that N..." He said pouting.

"...Sorry." N apologized just above a whisper.

Black shook his head, well aware of the fact that N wouldn't see it. "Don't even mention it." He said dismissively.

"Done." N happily agreed.