Category: Pokémon
Rating: M
Couples: Olympia/Diantha
Warnings: AU (post Kalos-series of the anime), lemon
Chapter: 8
Copyright: Characters & places © By Game Freak, Plot & OC´s © by me
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"It's not that I am not… reciprocating the sentiment." The Gym Leader did bring up the Champion's earlier thought now.
"But…?" They were in Olympia's living room, tea between them. Their 'innocent' arrangement had turned awkward after Diantha brought up her feelings, as could have been expected.
"But look at us..." After two weeks of sort-of-radio-silence – with the League open again, there was no complete silence possible after all – they almost at the same time had decided to talk about the matter. "You are one of the most famous actresses of the age and Kalos' Champion… I am the spinster Anistar Gym Leader. It does not make a good combination, I'd say."
"That is the problem?" Diantha demanded sharply. "Really, Olympia? I had not thought you this shallow."
"It is not my shallowness, Diantha, but that of the public." The Psychic countered with a light glare. "A friendship between us isn't that noteworthy, but if they were ever to find out that we are in a relationship… a romantic relationship? You probably better than I know what happens then."
"Because they will figure it out when they haven't figured it out in the year we have been doing this." She needed to move, and thus she surged up from her seat to march over to the window. In deference to their privacy the curtains had been drawn, but she should still peek between them. "Forgive me my Galarian, but that is a load of Tauros-shite and you know it."
"It is a very small risk." The older woman conceded. "But for your sake, very much a risk we ought not to be taking."
"I think it is entirely up to me whether I want to take that risk or not." The Champion snarled, wheeling around. "Not you. You have no right to decide to take that choice from me."
"Your decision is about a relationship with me, though." Olympia did stand up now as well, purple eyes narrowed in anger. "I therefore have quite the vested interest in this matter."
"So what? You were just going to pretend forever that there's nothing?"
"There can be nothing, Diantha." They were standing close now, almost touching as they breathed. In a movie, they might have kissed, but this was no movie. Instead, Olympia's power surged, teleporting Diantha back to her own home.
"Oh for..." Diantha, predictably, was not happy at this development. Gardevoir perked up when noticing her trainer suddenly back, her young son plopping down from where he had been practising his floating-abilities over the love-seat.
"Gar?" The Champion's Ace came over, her child blinking at the sight in front of him. She glowed faintly, shielding him from the veritable storm of emotions pouring from their trainer.
"Olympia..." She groaned. "This is a mess." Rubbing her forehead, she looked at her Pokémon. "I really need to talk this out, but how if she is going to teleport me out every time!?"
The Psychic-type tilted her head in answer. She did not want to consider how bad things would get if this didn't get resolved. Their shielding would keep it from turning into another spiral, but emotions could still wreck havoc on people.
"Voir..." She watched the human pace in the room. Short of using her own powers in an attempt to overpower Olympia's, there was little she could do. And perhaps she should not be resorting to that just yet. Then again, if this was how all following attempts at talks were going to go.
Her glow brightened to pick up her son, telling him to briefly leave. The rest of Diantha's team was outside, so they could watch him for a bit. Son gone, she waited out the pacing of her trainer.
"There is no easy way to solve this, is there?" It took a while, but Diantha finally stopped pacing to look at her Pokémon. "She'll just... block everything. It's not like I can talk about this during League Meetings."
Sweet Arceus, this was not how she had expected things to have gone when she first brought it all up.
"How do I do this?" It was, of course, a rhetorical question. She could not just ignore it. "Am I really going to have to throw you at her? Just to make sure she doesn't separate us again as we talk."
That was a fair point. Gardevoir inclined her head lightly, crossing her arms. It would be better if it did not come that far, but if it came that far… Well, she was loyal to her trainer to a fault and it certainly wouldn't be the first time that a Pokémon had to resort to attacking a human.
She would have to find a way to warn Olympia's family though. If it happened in Anistar, they might well notice and their reaction to that would not be pretty by any stretch of the imagination. Looking in the direction of the window that would be overlooking her son, she would have to make him summon his father beforehand.
"Emotions are annoying." Diantha muttered, leaning against the backrest of her couch.