Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon! Warnings: This story contains Yaoi (malexmale) possible lemons (haven't decided, but if there is I will warn at the beginning of the chapter so If you don't want to read it, don't!). This story also contains mentions of rape and abuse, if you find it uncomfortable or offensive, I wouldn't suggest reading this!
When I awoke that morning I found myself alone. Rubbing my eyes to rid them from the cobwebs of sleep, I dragged myself out of bed and to the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror; my hair was all over the place and curling in awkward directions because of going to sleep with wet hair. I irritatingly rubbed at the dried drool on the side of my face as I searched around for clean clothes. Once found, I got dressed and headed out the door. One thing was on my mind: breakfast. I didn't know where the others were, but I wasn't too concerned.
I made it down to the breakfast room in the lobby. I spotted Cheren and Bianca, and for some reason N with them. The room wasn't too crowded, but it still buzzed with many people; mostly old people or couples with small children. I grabbed a muffin and coffee before I sat at the table with the others.
"Good morning Black, you're late." Bianca greeted me with a wave.
"Eh…" I drank my coffee, which was straight black. I shuddered at the sour taste, but the warmth felt nice once in my stomach.
"I think I might check out this college today, it looks interesting…" Cheren said as he stared at a brochure.
"Always thinking about school." Bianca sighed at Cheren, grabbing the brochure away from him and stuffing it in her purse.
"H-hey! Give that back!" He attempted to reach for his lost item but Bianca grabbed his hands.
"You'll have to give me a kiss for it." She giggled at him.
"Wh-what?" Cheren's face turned red as he pulled away.
"C'mon you guys, get a room." I snickered, and I earned an elbow in the gut from Cheren.
N just stared at us blankly, looking as if we were speaking another language. After a few more moments of bickering, I took another drink of coffee, feeling much more awake. "So when does the festival start?"
"Either tonight or tomorrow." Bianca replied.
"Oh good, that'll give me a chance to get N something to wear; I don't have enough clothes for him."
"Ohhh, your going clothes shopping?" Bianca leaned forward with a wide grin. "You're lucky you happen to have a friend right here with an absolute amazing fashion sense." She turned to N. "Don't worry, I'll find you some amazing clothes."
N raised an eyebrow, shifting slightly away and closer to me. "Er…"
"Amazing isn't exactly the word…" I mumbled, earning myself a glare.
"Let's go, we can leave right now while Cheren goes to his school thing or whatever." She leapt up and came behind me and N, grabbing us by the arm. N looked terrified, but I just let myself be dragged along.
"Who invited you anyway?" I groaned.
"I invited myself~" she sang, pulling us away.
It was only nine, but we were out until past noon. We had already been to about five different shopping centers, all ending up to be in vain. I kept saying a pair of jeans and some shirt would be fine for him, but she wouldn't give up. N had begun to relax around her, and listened to her fashion advice. Bianca wasn't fazed at all by his cluelessness. She just kept talking and talking and replied to all his questions. I just followed, listening to my iPod all the while. Presently we were in the mall, and Bianca was going on about one of her many mall stories. N listened with fascination as we walked into yet another store. I stared at my iPod screen, switching through songs and searching for wireless internet from any nearby stores.
"Hey guys, I'm going to the food court to rest my legs and get some lunch." I told them, starting turn around.
"Wait, Black?" N started looking panicked, but Bianca grabbed his arm and dragged him away.
"Okay, Black! C'mon, I think I see something over here." She said, pointing over to some random section. I wasn't going to point out that the floor we were on was the women's floor. The food court was right outside this store, and I decided on getting Thai. I sat down, my legs almost sighing in relief. After hours of walking it felt nice to just sit. I swear; I was starting to get out of shape. In my younger days I could have walked all day and still had energy for battles. I picked at my food, which tasted gross, but I was hungry. I never even got to eat my muffin from before!
It wasn't long before my phone vibrated and I flipped it open. It was a message from Bianca, and the text read,
black we found something perfect :) u hav 2 see! cum to the dressing rooms right now :D
Oh boy, this could only turn out good I thought to myself sarcastically. Throwing away what was left of my rather disgusting meal, I went back to the store. I looked around and soon found the dressing rooms. I came to a dead halt as N whipped around from where he was standing in front of the mirror.
He had a sweatshirt on that was black with squares all over it. In the squares were more squares, which were all different colors of the rainbow. I was made out of a material that reflected light if at the right angle, usually used for raving. In between the squares were bright purple lines. He had it rolled up like his hold sweatshirt, but his wrists were covered in different kinds of beads and jewelry that where he got I had no idea. He was wearing skinny jeans which were torn in many places, and were a grayish color with sparkles on the thighs. He had a necklace around his neck that I realized was one of those "best friend" necklaces.
"Black! Black! Do you like it?" N appeared to be thrilled, his composure once again changed.
"Errr…." I began, N's face dropped a bit. I forced a smile, "Oh yes, I love it N. It looks very... Rainbow-y"
N didn't looked convinced, but he looked a little more relieved anyway.
"Of course its rainbow, it's amazing!" Bianca threw up her arms with success.
"…How much was that anyway?" I raised an eyebrow, then pulled out my wallet and looked at the remaining money.
"Oh don't worry about that, I'll pay for it, I have plenty of money!" Bianca said, and both me and N looked at her surprised.
"You sure?" I asked.
"Sure, sure. No big deal, after all I found it. Besides, Black, I don't even think you have enough money to buy this," she said. "Now N, take that off so we can go buy it."
"Wait a second…" I tried to ignore the sudden flash image of N stripping down. "N, what underwear have you been wearing…?" I trailed off, giving him a disturbed stare.
"Your mother said I could wear yours."
"WHAT?"
"It was clean…" N inched back into the dressing room, leaving me fuming right there.
"Oh, wonderful," I growled.
"I'm not buying him a new pack of boxers, Black." Bianca shrugged. "You can take care of that. After
all, I won't be the one looking at it." She ended with a giggle fit.
I thought about what she said for a moment, then I felt my face go red. "H-hey, what are you suggesting?"
"Nothing, Black~" Bianca said between her laughs.
"I'm not sleeping with N, if that's what you're implying." I told her, "It's all coincidence! He only sleeps in the same bed cause I didn't want to kick him out- and my mother made me do it, and he only lives with me because he has nowhere else to go and, and, and…" I trailed away when Bianca stopped listening, but instead handed something to me. It was a necklace, and I realized it was the other half to that "best friend" necklace N was wearing.
"N wanted to give you the other half, but he was too nervous to give it to you. I already bought it, so go ahead and try it on."
"But it's a girl necklace…" I told her, but she took it back out of my hand and looped her arms around my neck, hooking the chain.
N was staring at us from the entrance of the fitting room, and Bianca turned me around and pushed me towards him. "Look N, doesn't it look nice on him?"
N looked relieved, then walked over to us holding the clothes.
"See, Black, now we're BF's, is that cool?" N asked, staring at his own half of the necklace. "Bianca said it's supposed to mean something special." I stared over at Bianca with an unamused look. She looked back, her eyes gleaming with laughter, how much one would bet that BF in her mind meant something completely different?
"Alright, let's go pay for this stuff and see what Cheren's up to..." Bianca said, turning around and walking towards check-out.
"Before that, N's getting his own damn underwear," I said following her, with N close behind.
Derrr, it just occured to me N needed to wear something under there. Or else chaffing. /moreunpleasentimages
Lolol. Anyway, this is N's sweatshirt in case I didn't describe it enough (Just copy and paste the link c: )
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