I really love Kenji! He's like one of my fave characters of mine in this fic but I feel I have to give a warning for his character cos so far he's the only one who swears and I don't want people being like 'This is such a nice, 'child-friendly' fi- OMG WAS THAT THE F WORD?'- So from now on, if it's a Kenji chapter I'ma literally just say 'HAY KENJI IS IN THIS THING' and hopefully –assuming you actually read this- you'll know to be weary of his potty mouth. Personally, I don't care, I swear the majority of the time anyway and have to actually edit swears out but ya know, not everyone is like that- But dats ya warning, enjoy the chapter XD (I'm actually downloading a game so hopefully I'll have finished this by then XD)

(Also this is happening around the same time as the previous two Trinity parts. Its the morning after (Wellmorelikemiddayafter) the previous Kenji part; but at the same time as the rest of chapter two, also tell me what you think of Kenji and Philia -if ya want- cos damn these two- Seriously- Love them XD)

Kenji hobbled out his room, Mareep and Litleo following; both significantly more lively than their human. The boy rubbed his eyes trying to free himself of sleep but this proving impossible.

"It's about time-"

Or should I say 'Impossible until he saw Philia on the sofa.'

Kenji blinked, trying to work out if he was having a nightmare. The girl was 'dressed casually' -And by that I mean she's in a luxurious dress robe with her wet hair pinned up; she was sitting on her hanging 'thrown' and looking over 'her kingdom.' "Oh, so your scary face wasn't a nightmare, what a disappointment."

She gave a bleak look, "Oh ha ha. You're hilarious."

"I just feel sorry for Trin, having to be identical to yo-"

"Enough."

The boy rolled his eyes and took some Pokenip out of a draw, "Why are you here anyway?" He grumbled, "Shit happening to Trin wasn't good enough for you so you had to come ruin my life some more too?"

Philia rolled her eyes, used to her slightly younger brothers horrid nature at this point but it was something she could handle. She watched bleakly as he fed his two Pokemon, not bothering to ask where the boys Goomey was, she was more concerned with something else... "So where is Trinity?"

The boy tensed but tried to act casual as he dug in the fridge for his 'breakfast', "Last time I checked, she was with Lorelei-"

"You mean Professor Hazel?" The boy shrugged, clearly not caring, "Kenji, did I never teach you this thing called respect?"

"Like you even know the meaning of the word-"

"Why isn't she here."

The two stared at each other, Philia's expression seemed to trigger something inside the boy, he didn't know what but was used to this feeling, its something he occasionally dreamt about. Philia, despite her unchanging face, could tell something was about to happen and decided it was best to play along-

"Because she wanted to get away from me, this damn house and all the pressure that was being put on her to fucking remember." Kenji didn't know what was getting over him, maybe it was the look his sister was giving him that put the boy over the edge, or maybe he was finally letting out all his anger that said sister had been the cause of over the years, "Oh but what do you care? We're nothing but house sitters to you now aren't we?" He couldn't deny that it felt good, great even, "You groomed her into being a fucking pokedex then tossed her aside when you got what you wanted! You only kept me around to look after your Pokemon so you didn't have to waste money on revival sprays and shit!" And the flabbergasted look on her face made it all the more better- "Philia! You are just like them!" But it didn't stop his tears from forming, nor his body quivering, "You're just like mum and dad!"

The girl gasped, instantly standing to be move level with the boy. Philia's dumbfoundedness instantly turned to a mix of anger and disgust at the thought of Kenji even making such a connection. She was genuinely insulted! How dare he? But she couldn't retaliate, every time she opened her mouth nothing came out.

Was he right?

No, no, he's an idiot, of course he's wrong.

Was it his face?

Yes! That's what it was, seeing him look so pathetic with his angry red face and the tears rolling down it, it was too pitiful to retort to.

"Well?!" He snapped, obviously expecting a reply,.

Philia took a deep breath before calmly replying, "If I was really like them then you wouldn't even be here. You wouldn't have even gone on that adven-"

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?"

Philia jolted back, her hands raising a little in defence. At this point, even the boy's Pokemon had gone into hiding in fear of what their trainer may do. Kenji's eyes had closed in an attempt to stop the flow of tears, his fists were clenched so tight that it looked as if his knuckles were going to split the skin, he was violently shaking at this point either trying to contain his anger or his sadness.

And despite everything, it still all felt so good to finally give this bitch a piece of his mind.

"IT'S TAKEN YOU TWO WEEKS TO COME HERE! HELL YOU NEVER EVEN WENT TO VISIT HER AT HOSPITAL BECAUSE YOU WERE MORE CONCERNED WITH A FUCKING PHOTO SHOOT! AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO DEFEND YOURSELF WITH SOMETHING YOU DID YEARS AGO?!"

The girl cast her gaze to the floor but remained silent.

"I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE THE FUCKING CHAMPION! HECK I WOULDN'T CARE IF YOU WERE THE FUCKING QUEEN! YOU CAN'T GO AROUND ACTING LIKE WE DON'T EXIST THEN WALTZ IN HERE AND ACCUSE ME OF FUCKING UP WHEN YOU DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER TRYING!"

Suddenly, his hands shot to his head, gripping his hair as he fell to his knees. Kenji's eyes where wide, bloodshot and puffy as he stared at the floor in front of the unmoving girl. The part of this that felt good was all gone. He felt terrible, broken even!

"YOU CAN'T! Y-you, you just can't do that. I-if you had jus-just bothered to care then-th-then maybe it all be different."

Philia could only listen as his voice faded into a mix of mumbles and sobs. Finally she had looked to him, seeing the mess the boy had gotten himself into. She bit her lip and cautiously walked over to him. "Kenji... " She knelt down grabbing both of his wrists to stop him pulling his hair out, "Kenji, stop... "

"L-let go!"

Philia tightened her grip as he tried to thrash against her. "Kenji, please... stop. " The boy continued to push the girl away from him but it was proving futile- His attempts lasted at least a minute or so before he finally gave in. Kenji let his head hang in shame, his tears fall freely as his crying took over; with the exception of his sadness, the only thing he felt was pathetic- "Calm down now Kenji," As Philia spoke, she let go of him, allowing him to rub his eyes but despite everything that had happened, her voice had no emotion in it. "You need to get a grip and stop blaming everything on me and mum and dad. Everything I've done, I've done for us." She had no idea if he was listening to her or not but this wasn't the first time she had to put him in his place like this, "You need to stop acting like a child and go to therapy or something."

She then stood straight, looking down on the quivering boy who had resorted to silent sobbing. Philia could only sigh, hating how much of a mess her brother was but was at least thankful that his outburst didn't happen in public –this time anyway. She looked around the room breifly before turning to and walking up the stairs, "Now be a good boy and clean up, I'll have Seraph go look for Trinity-"

The door to her room slammed, leaving it silent with the exception of Kenji's sobs. Mareep and Litleo popped their heads out from their hiding spot and watched their trainer calm himself. The two looked to each other briefly, Mareep with concern and Litleo with anger, "Lit! Lit leo leo!"

"Mareep! Mar- Eep mareep-"

"Litleo!"

Mareep huffed, toddling over to her trainer while Litleo ran upstairs. She nugged Kenji's side with her nose causing him to look at her through his blurred vision, "Mareep!" Kenji gave a sad smile, rubbing his eye with his hand before pulling her into his lap. Mareep was slowly able to calm the boy enough to stop his crying. "Mareep! Mareep eep mar mar!"

The boy simply shook his head, ridding himself of all thought and slowly, with the electric type in his hand was able to stand. Although still shaky, he was able to return to the kitchen island and continue to prepare his breckfast but Mareep could only stare up with consern as he repetativly muttered 'Nothing happened and everything is okay.'