Konnichi Wa, Hello

Chapter Fourteen

Love Sucks and Then You Die

-XxX-

Once the rain let up, Silver picked me up onto his back, preparing to carry me back to my own home. I really didn't want to be seen like this, on the back of my boyfriend and weighing him down like an obese elephant on the back of a stick insect. It didn't help that Silver managed to convince me that he would, and could, carry my bags. The rain began again, and it started to dribble down the back of my neck like an icy fingernail. I squeaked slightly and clenched my fists, making Silver look back at me, smirking,

"What?"

I frowned hard at him, his smirk still plastered across that smug little face of his, "Nothing. I just need to get out of this rain." I looked up at the sky; it was a smooth grey sheet doming over us, I felt claustrophobic thinking like that – so I soon focused on something else. The nearest thing to me was the back of Silver's head, his now darkened and wet red hair plastered to the sides of his face and back of his neck. I couldn't get around the fact that this was once only my best friend, and not who he was to me now – he was a completely new person to me, I saw Silver in a new light, and to tell the truth: I loved it. My mother still had no idea about my exact relationship with the redhead, but that was okay.

Silver and I got to the end of New Bark, before I realised that this was where my house was, and that I wouldn't see him until Monday. My mind began to ring with panic as I clutched his clothing tighter, not wanting to let go and be back with my Mom, unless he came with me.

Now that's an idea.

"Silver?" I asked, leaning my chin onto his shoulder, he looked back and grunted in question, "What?"

"Could you…stay over?" I murmured into his neck, his now slick, wet and almost maroon hair moving softly against my cheek. Silver looked back at me, flashing one of his rare smiles for a moment (of which were becoming more common around me) before nodding, "Sure."

Silver walked up to my home, the rain now pelting heavily down onto the windows. I slid from Silver's back, taking my schoolbag and grabbing my keys. I could feel Silver's gaze, despite him being out of sight, and it send a lengthy shiver down my spine as I opened the door with a not-so-graceful twist of the key.

In my room, the rain pelted harder against my bedroom window, pattering in hard, stubborn waves as if it were trying to intrude. I had Silver's heavy head laid in my lap, my legs crossed sitting on my bed and my eyes staring vacantly out of the window, watching the small droplets dribble down the glass panes that separated us from outside. Silver shifted slightly, and I immediately looked down at him, he was staring up at me in a way I had never seen – it was as if he were troubled, and was contemplating whether to tell me something or not. This made a pang of dread twist my stomach, and I suddenly became very afraid of the words in his head. The boy's hair had become its normal bright crimson and its normal shape; lightly dusted to one side to rest delicately on his dark eyelashes, shielding the striking mercury orbs from discomfort.

Silver, what are you thinking…? I thought to myself as Silver looked away from me, turning his head to look back down at the floor. I heard him murmur quietly so my ears didn't catch it, I was glad that I didn't hear. I yawned, lifting Silver's head up off of my lap so I could lie down next to him, swiping my hand from underneath his head before hearing a thud as he hit it on the headboard. Colourful language ensued as I just sat there, laughing as much as I wanted to.

"Fucking hell, thanks for being sympathetic, bitch!" Silver cursed at me, holding his head and gritting his teeth, I noticed his cheeks were stained a slight red, which made the hilarity increase,

"S-Sorry! I can't help it…!" I choked out barely, covering my mouth and shutting my eyes. After a few minutes, I calmed down, and Silver lay down close to me, grunting from still being in some pain. I looked at him, smiling, "You're okay, right?"

Silver frowned, rubbing the top of his head, "Of course I am," he closed his eyes, and faced me, "I was fine from the start."

"Don't cry in pain when you hit your head on the headboard then," I grinned smugly, letting out a slight giggle, "because it makes you look like a sissy."

The redhead growled slightly before keeping calm and giving a slight 'humph' as he laid his head onto my shoulder. We laid there in silence, listening to the rain before the front door opened, my Mom walking into the house and calling my name. I didn't reply. She shouted up the staircase, and Silver closed his eyes, pretending to sleep. I could tell something was wrong, as if something awful was on his mind – I would (eventually) get to the bottom of it. Mom came in, and smiled,

"I knew it."

I blushed, realizing where Silver's head was, "Uh, knew what?" I stuttered, trying to shift Silver's head off of my shoulder without rolling him off of the bed – it wasn't gonna happen. Mom's smile transformed into a smirk as she took note of my discomfort, she had worked it out.

"How long has this been going on?"

I blushed harder, staining my cheeks with red, "A, uh…few…um…" I couldn't force the words out no matter how hard I tried, and my mother began to laugh. I stared at her, alienated by her laughter, she seemed too happy. Too happy.

"I knew it was only a matter of time!" she breathed out, inducing more overly-joyful laughter. I panicked, she's gonna tell everyone, all of her friends, everyone in the damn street! Oh god… "This is too cute!" mom added, at that, Silver's eyes opened and he frowned.

"Mom, please…please just shut up…"

Mom calmed down, and smiled, "I see nothing wrong with it," she walked to the door, "Have fun Honey…"

-XxX-

A few months passed, and to say the least, they were the happiest months I'd ever had. Crystal hadn't bothered me, nor Sakura, or Maylene for that matter. They had been setting their sights on Chip, who was occupied with Erika, whom of which had gotten closer, and eventually started going out. Candice had been babbling on and on about Volkner, she even went to such lengths as to say she wanted to freaking marry him. Morty and Leaf had been keeping in touch, and said that they would visit Johto someday, and for mine and Silver's sake, I wished that they wouldn't come anytime soon. All was perfect, nothing was going wrong, and everything remained the same.

Oh how I wanted it to never stop. But, as always, something has to ruin it.

This was the time where everything seemed to crash.

"Hey, Kotone," Silver called to me, we were walking through the park, hand in hand, (I had told him to get used to it, believe me, it took a while.)

I looked up at him, "Hm?"

Silver squeezed my hand gently, "Do you want to come over?" he asked, looking away from me.

I looked up at him sideways as we walked; I had never been to where he lived, let alone inside his house. Something told me that whatever he was hiding before, it was gone or he was comfortable with me seeing it. "Sure…" I replied, a little uncertain, but I tried my hardest to hide it. We walked through the park until we began to walk through an entirely different environment – it was fancy, and the houses were absolutely huge. I thought that this couldn't be where Silver lived, but we reached the end of a cul-de-sac, and there was Silver's home: the biggest, most abnormally expensive house I'd ever seen. Lush grass grew happily either side of a pebbledash path leading up to large double doors. It looked like someone had stuck two to three houses together, blown a hole in the side of each and called it an entirely new house. To say the least, I was speechless – Silver, the quiet school toughie living in a house like this!

"What?" Silver looked at me and said, I remained quiet for a while before smiling, "This is amazing Silver…"

Silver sighed and shook his head, opening the iron black gates and letting himself in, I followed after the redhead. The pebbledash crunched under the weight of our feet, and I felt very uncomfortable all of a sudden. The house was giving away some kind of unsettling vibe that made whoever walked by feel watched, or made them feel very intimidated at the least. Or maybe I was just overreacting to how freaking surprised I was.

Silver pulled out his keys and turned them in the lock, opening the double doors with a loud creak. He confidently walked in, not giving a crap that this was the most terrifying house in the history of the universe. But I guess 'not giving a single fuck' was kinda Silver's way of living.

I reluctantly followed, keeping my hands to myself. Pictures of Silver and his dad were nailed onto the wall in large, gold frames. As we walked further through the house, the pictures never ceased to amaze me. Silver was younger, yeah, but he was smiling in them. His father, Giovanni, was always wearing a formal suit, and looking proudly at his redheaded son. Pictures of Silver as a baby began to become more frequent as we climbed a spiralling staircase, he had larger eyes, and a small tuft of crimson on the top of his head. But what drew my attention the most, was the woman holding him – she was beautiful, had mercury eyes and her hair matched Silver's, except it fell to her waist, and she was happier than he could ever seem to be. I had an idea of who it was, and I just wanted to confirm it,

"Hey Silver. Who's that?" I said, pointing to the photo. Silver's eyes softened for a moment before grunting and looking away, "My mother."

He seemed unwilling to say so, and I remembered what he had said to the teachers at school,

"My mother left when I was three years old and never came back."

I followed him past an office which smelt of air-freshener overdose, and a hint of fruit. Papers were neatly gathered into piles with different coloured post-it notes stuck somewhere on the top page, identifying the stacks by their content. As I was staring, Silver grabbed my arm and yanked me towards another room; his room.

Once we walked inside, I first noticed how…red it was. Red walls and a red carpet cast a fiery glow on everything. Silver tossed his schoolbags onto his bed and sighed out; "Finally…" he fell back onto his bed with his arms spread out wide. I just kind of stood there…awkwardly. I didn't know what to do, or where to go. After a few long seconds of silence, Silver looked up at me, "Just sit down on it."

I did so, placing my hands in my lap and looking down at it. Silver managed to grab me to lie on the bed next to him; I smiled and cuddled up to the redhead, closing my eyes. After a few seconds of him not knowing what to do, he gently placed his arms around me. We laid in silence for what seemed like forever, not speaking, just enjoying each other's company and warmth. Silver wasn't the romantic type that would just smother you with everything sweet and perfect, he would just do small things that send your stomach to the circus - he was perfect to me.

The redhead buried his head into my neck, closing his eyes. I could feel his smile against my skin, and I wanted to see it, but it would probably disappear if I pushed him away to see.

Soon, I felt strange, very strange. I wanted to do things that I hadn't even thought of doing before – I didn't know if it was because I was on a bed with him or what, but it scared me; it scared me a lot, and I didn't like it one bit. Silver's grip tightened on me, and I felt his lips begin to caress my cheek gently, working their way down to my own lips, which he roughly kissed, pushing me so my back was against the soft sheets. Weirdly enough, I didn't panic. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing back with everything I had, working my hands up into his hair and running my fingers gently through it. Silver cupped my cheeks, rubbing them softly with his thumbs before sliding them gently to my neck, and then to my waist, which he gently gripped again. Our eyes were closed, and we were losing ourselves - fast at that. I ran my hands to his jacket, sliding it off of his shoulders and running my hands under his shirt, exploring the world of soft skin under my fingertips. I traced them under his arms and to his back, smoothing my hands from his shoulders down to the middle of his back, that was when I pulled away, staring up into his half-lidded eyes and softly breathing against his lips, "Silver, what the hell're we doing…?"

He buried his face against my neck again, I could feel his breath tickling my skin as it left a tingle afterwards, "I have no idea…but I want to carry on doing it…"

Suddenly, everything heated up as he placed his lips against my neck, kissing down my jawline to the skin below it. Sensations overwhelmed me, and I let out a small whine, gripping at his shoulders and gasping as I felt his tongue drag down to the crook of my neck. I whimpered, scared that we were going too far, "S-Silver…!" I breathed out, unable to control myself, "W-Why…?"

He didn't answer; just pulled back, looking down at me before claiming my lips with his own once more.

-XxX-

A few days later, it was the weekend.

"Kotone! Your phone's ringing!" My mom called, I shot down the stairs like a bullet, not caring about the things that flung across the floor from under my feet. I leapt onto the couch, seizing my phone and holding it to my ear, "Hello?"

"Kotone." A seemingly dull-voiced Silver spoke back, I smiled at the sound of his voice,

"Hey Silver."

My mom looked over, smiling knowingly although I didn't see her.

Silver sighed before speaking, "Listen, could you meet me at the end of New Bark? You know, by the corner shop?"

I frowned slightly, "Sure…just give me a minute…" I jumped slightly as he hung up quickly. Mom smiled wider, "Go. Have your lunch when you come back."

I nodded, grabbed my jacket and shoes, and ran out of the door.

I met Silver exactly where he said he was, by a small corner shop selling Pokémon food and other things like that. Silver smiled slightly, but it soon disappeared. I waved slightly before walking up to him; he made no motion to greet me.

"What's wrong?" I asked as Silver looked at me, straight into my eyes, and dread washed over me, making me shiver.

"There's something I have to tell you."

I grew more worried, and scared, I made guesses in my head; what is it? Does he want to break up with me? Is he angry?

"W-What's that?" I reluctantly replied, clenching my teeth slightly and taking a deep breath.

"You…know that my Dad owns a company called Rocket Industries, right?"

"Well…Yeah?"

Silver sighed and looked down at the floor for a second, crossing his arms, "He wants to expand the company…and ever since we could get to Unova a few months ago…he, uh…"

"He…?"

"He wants to move the main office there."

I frowned, confused, "Okay…?"

He sighed, "Which means I'm leaving. By the end of this year, I'll be gone, moved to Castelia City in Unova."

-XxX-

~Author's notes~

DUN DUN DUN!

Okay, so it's been over six months, and I'm really sorry. But I've had someone put a hole in my old laptop by treading on it – therefore, I had to get a new one, and rewrite this all over again.

This is the second to last chapter, and I'll miss this story a lot, but it's finally time after a year and a half, to finish it.

It has over 100 reviews! Which I am VERY happy about! ^-^

I'll be writing a VOCALOID fan fiction after this one, so if you're interested, stay tuned!

Be patient for the next chapter – it will certainly come quicker than this one! Thanks if you're still tracking it!