A pokemon master. A dream so deeply rooted he could no longer pinpoint its origin nor question its legitimacy. Ash wasn't dumb. He knew the journey would be painful at best. But more than anything he was a prideful being fueled by his desires. He longed for nothing more than to stand at the top and as he stared into standoffish ruby eyes, he knew, this pokemon was the same.

Gently his hands cupped Nate's cheeks, tenderly brushing his thumb over soft, delicate skin. This was one thing he never bargained for. From the offset, Touya never once imagined he would actually fall for Nate. It was just supposed to be a way out, an act of revenge against his Father for his Mother, but now he was in so deep, he was starting to drown. Gift fanfic for Lunaculus!