I do not own Pokémon in any type of way. Game freak, Nintendo, T.V Tokyo and any other contributors to Pokémon do.
This is written in third person point of view.
Miette speaks in a British accent. I felt like Sinnoh was Great Britain in my head.
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5 Minutes After Koury Had His Coffee to Go
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! This was a constant sound Bonnie kept hearing. She stumbled her way to the front door. The banging getting more consistent. She saw day break had already occur but the cool atmosphere indicated it was much to early.
Her eyes were unfocused and felt clunky.
"Ash?" She said, a bit surprised, she knew he loved sleep just as much as her. "It's like really fucking early." Bonnie tended to have a dirty mouth in the morning. She yawned to further emphasize her point.
"I kissed Serena." He said, his voice firm. She stared at him.
"That's nice." She yawned again. She closed the door on him and headed back to her room. Ash pinched the bridge of his nose, he took a deep breath and folded his arms. His patience ever present. He didn't even have time to think about anything before the front door was flung open with a flair, Bonnie's wide eyes staring at him like he lost it.
"WHAT! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU KISSED HER?"
"Yeah, well, it was a long night." Bonnie pulled him in the apartment. He was still in his pyjamas, barefoot and looking like he had aged.
"Tell me what happened."
"She came over last night!" Ash said upset. He started pacing, his confusion and baffled state extremely prominent.
He told her about Serena coming over, he told her about falling asleep on each other, how right it felt, how in the morning he was sleeping and quite honestly forgot she was there, how he thought she was a dream, how like normally, he would kiss her in his dreams, how it began to escalate. How he just remembered her shoving him off her and her running out the apartment.
"I have Koury following her, I'm not taking chances in her state, and now I came to tell you because I feel like an idiot and I know it's entirely my fault." Ash complained, a bit sporadic as he sat on the floor next to Bonnie. He felt he needed to be on the floor as that was how low he felt.
"Ash, when I said to use sex appeal, I didn't mean for you to become a walking sexual harassment." Bonnie giggled.
"Bonnie!" He slouched in defeat.
"Ash, I'm sorry, it was right there but no, I know everything happened suddenly but trust me, I don't think you did any damage more than what you think." She reassured him. She even rubbed his arm in reassurance.
"Huh?"
"Ash, don't worry so much. Serena, Serena is figuring out a lot of things. This may sound heartless but, it's good it happened. You don't know what she thought, wait to see if she presses charges or if she ignores you." Bonnie said simply.
"Bonnie!" Ash yelled scandalised. Bonnie shrugged.
"Ash, lighten up. I have a feeling she ran away for a different reason. Relax. Give her some space."
Ash looked at her for moment before bringing his knees up and resting his chin on his knees.
"She came to you last night for a reason. It may have been just a bit overwhelming. You both probably didn't expect this to happen." Bonnie continued, her resting her head on his shoulder.
"I didn't expect to be kissing Serena this morning, especially, a couple hours after her date, which now that I think of it, didn't go so well." Ash murmured.
"That's right!" Bonnie said. She was curious to the follow up on that case but thought wise to give Serena some space. She lifted her head to watch him, enthusiastically. "I will find out about that later, right now, let's get some coffee and you can tell me more on why you hate yourself and your life choices." With that, Bonnie dragged a depressed Ash to the kitchen.
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20 Minutes Since Sexual Harassment and Sexual Appeal Were Defined.
Serena had arrived back at her apartment. She was frazzled now. She felt frustrated. She felt angry with herself. It was the first time she ever had been…rage induced. Was it with Ash or herself? She could not tell. She headed into the kitchen, she spied the flowers, without even thinking, she stomped forward, grabbed the vase of flowers and proceeded to head to the door. She would gain the satisfaction of throwing it in the dumpster by the side of the apartment.
She opened the door with dramatics to be halted by someone about to knock on her door. Koury stood, hand up, poised to knock, a confused expression on his face. He took in the vase, the angry expression mixed with awareness from Serena. He smiled internally at the girl but had a relaxed face. He cleared his throat.
"Miss Yvonne." He said, his voice calm and soothing. "You dropped this in your haste." He pulled out a shoe from his coat pocket and presented it to her. She recognized one of her flats, it must have fallen out before she got into the cab.
"Oh?" She said meekly, baffled at why Koury was at her door. She supported the vase with her hand and waist and took the shoe from him.
"Thank you, Mr…uh …Koury."
"Do have a wonderful day, Miss Yvonne. Those flowers are gorgeous. Mr Ketchum was in the flower shop for hours, he put it together himself." He cleared his throat, he took a moment to clean his glasses with a soft cloth he got from his pocket. "Baby's breath is eternally an enhancing flower. Such beauty in the meaning." With that, he placed his glasses on. He tipped his head at her before placing his hands in his coat and walking off. Serena watched him with a scowl. Why did he have to tell her that?
Wait… Ash made it himself? This was gorgeous. It had so many layers. She slammed her door shut before placing the flowers in the guest room. She placed it next to the recently polished turntable she had. She huffed to herself before slamming the guest room door shut and stomping her way to her room. She quickly took a shower before going into her bed and sleeping the nightmare she was in away.
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There was a ringing in her house, Serena was jostled by the ever continuation of the alarm. She stumbled her way out of her bed, clad in a robe. She paused for a moment, fearing it was Ash, fearing she would continue on with their previous antics if she saw him. She closed her robe and fixed her hair. She placed a scowl on her face, ready to curse him out. She swung open the door and was about to chastised him when...
"Finally! I 've been ringing the doorbell for so many minutes now." Miette stood there, dressed in a jeans, T-shirt and snug hat. She also had layers of jewels and chains on her neck as well as various accessories all over body. She had a gorgeous headband on, keeping her purple locks in place. "You were supposed to meet me for coffee over an hour ago, and your phone keeps going to voicemail." With that, she shoved her way pass a baffled Serena to go into the apartment.
"Sorry! Sorry! I had a very, interesting morning. I fell asleep and my battery must be dead," She said, she followed the young lady."
"This isn't like you? Normally you have a stick wedged up your ass more than Palermo when she has a gala to impress." Miette said, going straight into the fridge and pulling out some juice.
"That's rich, coming from Palermo's favourite performer." Serena mumbled, pouring a glass for herself.
"What the hell happened to you? Why do you look like you could use some rum in that juice?" Miette asked, ignoring Serena 's jab at her old producer.
"Long story, look, can we go to breakfast now or something." Serena asked, her stomach ached in hunger and she didn't have the energy to cook.
"Breakfast? It's way after lunch, sweetheart. You may want to look for late lunch or early dinner." Mitte giggled. She sat next to Serena by the counter. "What's your vice, love?"
"Everything but my Pokémon." Serena said, taking a full sip of juice.
"That's life, darling." She said loudly, gesturing to the kitchen. "C'mon, let's go Java's, I want some good Kalosian food. Meowstic wants poke puffs" The girl nodded before heading to her room to get ready.
They arrived at the café, some very homey vibes over casted the atmosphere. They were seated quickly and Poke puffs were given to Meowstic and Delphox. The lady fox was thrilled to see Miette. The reunion sweet. After placing their orders, Miette decided to get down for business.
"So, do you know why I wanted to meet with you?" Miette asked, placing her elbow on the table and using her hand to support her head, her many beads jiggling and clinking with spirit. Serena gave her cautious look. She shook her head no. "A recording?" Miette leaned back, unsatisfied at who she saw.
She looked for inspiration.
Some beautiful, relaxing chords of jazz began to play, the soft piano heading the other instruments.
"Do you hear that Serena?"
"The Piano?"
"Crooning. Soft crooning would sooth the harsh melodic tones of the Piano but still be able to carry out." Miette voiced.
"No." Serena disagreed, Miette stared. "This is to fast paced for a croon, this would suit more of a story telling fort." Miette smirked at her. Serena always had an eye for this.
"And you declined to be a producer." She said, sipping her coffee.
"Palermo made me producer along with her." Serena defended.
"Like that's original!" Miette raised, "She would make a Bellossom a producer, you know, you don't have say, she was suffocating you, Serena!"
Serena stared at her. How did she know?
"I watched your last show." Miette answered her silent question. "She extended your dates again, without your knowledge." Miette read her like an open book.
"That's why I declared myself on hiatus, publicly."
"She told you, 'your fans won't wait for you." Miette stated. Serena nodded.
"Record something for me."
"My contract states…"
"It's a recording in my studio, it's not like I am selling it!" Miette pointed at her for no reason.
"I'll think about it." Serena said. Miette looked at her before giving Serena a scathing look, she pulled out her phone. A beautiful piano piece began to play.
Miette placed her chin on her resting hands and closed her eyes. She gave a soulful rendition of a song.
If I could begin to be
Half of what you think of me,
I could do about anything,
I could even learn how to love.
When I see the way, you act,
Wondering when I'm coming back,
I could do about anything,
I could even learn how to love like you.
She halted herself before clicking the phone off. She stared at Serena.
A spattering of applause could be heard throughout the restaurant. Miette waved in appreciation before turning back to Serena.
"What do you think?" Miette asked.
"It's beautiful, but…"
"Yes, it's incomplete. Here is an idea," She sat up straight. "Work with this rhythm." She took Serena's phone, and sent the file containing the music to Serena's phone. "Develop the lyrics into a full song and… record it for me."
"Palermo…"
"Leave her to me. You wanted a solution to your problem. I can give you that, but I have to ensure you have the vocals to back me up." Miette said. Serena knew what she was getting at.
"You were the one who called me." Serena mumbled.
"Yes, but I know the treasure you are. Plus, Palermo will hate me even more if I manage to nab her all-time favourite performer of her career." Serena snorted. The way Palermo watched Miette's accomplishments, you would think it was Miette who Palermo wanted.
"You're exceedingly simple in your demands." Serena said. Sarcasm evident in her retort.
"After Palermo… all my tasks would be." They both laughed. Truth colouring Miette's response.
Things grew silent for a moment. Serena's smile dropped, she had a thoughtful expression to her face.
Miette took a sip of her drink. She cleared her throat.
"What are you afraid of, Yvonne?" Miette asked.
"I'm not afraid of anything." Serena scoffed. She dropped the façade and looked at her glittering friends "I just have a lot on my mind."
"Is it Calem?"
"What? No. Calem is so off my mind." Serena said.
"Is it another gentleman?"
"I wouldn't call him a gentleman, but yeah. I'm going through something right now."
The two had their meals and both separated with promises to hit the club later that week.
"By the way," Miette said after sharing a hug goodbye with Serena, "I love your fuller look. I think I have my answer even if you still need to think."
"It's nice to eat again." Serena said, after thinking about it
"I know, after my banishment, I enjoyed eclairs quite a bit." Miette chuckled.
Serena took a walk home. She felt better. It was nice.
She was on her way home, Delphox enjoying the walk. She was lost in thought. She thought about the song, how it called to her for some strange reason. She could not help but think about how it could go.
But she thought of Palermo, she thought of Ash, she thought of herself, stuck in an endless abyss, trying to get to the surface of her emotions.
She rushed home. An idea coming to her head. She got to her apartment and opened up the living room. She headed to an off room, behind closed doors was a room, it was originally another guest room but Serena wanted to convert it. Behind the double doors, a glorious, sleek baby grand piano sat. Looking ready and intimidating. She sat down on the dusty seat, forgetting she had not played it in years. She tuned it and tested it before making it to her setting of choice. She got a cloth and wiped down the keys as fast as she could.
She settled down and finally sat on the cool seat of leather.
She cracked her hands before placing her long fingers on the black and white keys.
She tested some strings, she tested some chords, she tested the note. Listening closely. She listened to Miette's sample, trying to figure out a way to expand it but still keep the simplicity and beauty of it.
She tested and played, hearing, stopping, repeating until she got something.
The piece kept on growing. She would hit a key, then incorporate, she could imagine how it would sound if she had a keyboard, a trumpet, and a triangle for some reason.
The sunlight in the room moved as the hours carried on until finally she could rest. She played the piece over and over. It felt enriched, it felt like it had purpose. So, soulful, so haunting. So, filled with love.
She was asking something and she was afraid of the answer.
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Same Time Serena Was Making Music.
"Where is Clemont?" Bonnie asked. She had just returned to the living room where she left Clemont and Ash. Clemont was having a therapy session with Ash, a nice glass of bourbon in each of their hands.
She had gone to check on her Pokémon and now she could not find her brother.
"Said something about going to collect full information in order to give a proper hypothesis. I zoned him out after collect, to be honest." Ash said, lousy. He had been in a foul mood whole day and with evening closing in, he had no intentions of changing.
"Serena messaged me." Ash sat up fluidly at the mention of her. He gave Bonnie his undivided attention. Bonnie watched him wide eyed.
"Relax, she just wanted to tell me Miette was in the region."
"Miette? Clemont's Ex?"
"The very same, they want to go clubbing and ask that I come along."
"Did she say anything about me?" Ash asked hopeful. Bonnie looked at him like if he was serious.
She shook her head before resuming her texting. She put away her phone before looking at Ash.
"I think you should go train, Ash. No offence but you need something to spurt you up, the lousy aura around you is beneath you." With that, she flicked his forehead before pulling him up off the couch.
"You're Kanto's Champion for a reason. Show me the money maker you are!" She spanked his ass and shoved him out of the apartment.
Ash huffed feeling exploited before heading back to his apartment. He felt a lot of frustration in his mind and decided Bonnie was right. He needed to train. He by passed his apartment and headed to the neighbouring one. He pulled out a slot key and unlocked the door. Inside revealed a gleaming, intimidating, dark and rather vengeful battle ground.
"Snorlax! I choose you!" He yelled, skiing the poke ball high into the air. A burly, giant, intimidating greyish, blue Pokémon came out, snarling a bit at being woken. When he realized, his master had requested him, he reverted back to his dull, clueless persona.
"We're going to train hard, we have a battle against Siebold soon." Ash smirked. He really needed to occupy his time. Nothing better than to used his most powerful yet lazy Pokémon. He chuckled to himself, same time Pikachu came out from somewhere. Jumping onto his shoulder. He looked at the huge lights overhead before taking a deep breath.
"Snorlax! Hyperbeam!" Ash said, a ginormous white light over casted the battle field, all Ash's previous sorrows, forgotten as his eyes widened in mirth at his Pokémon's efforts.
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An Hour after Ash Got Body slammed for not giving Snorlax his treat.
The relaxing chords of a harp could be heard outside of Serena's apartment. It was now approaching dusk and Lumiose was in an overcast of navy blue. It relaxed over the horizon, allowing the shift of day into evening in a smooth motion. Serena was in her kitchen, stirring something over her stove, her Pokemon sat happily, having received their evening meals already. There was an ominous chatter of Pokemon speak as they dined in their dining room, off her apartment. When they finished eating the liked to retirived into their Pokeball or just lounge about in their rest room. Serena would often join them but tonight she stayed in her living room, opting to have dinner alone and stew over her many thoughts. She was lost the song playing in her head. Miette had given her something to keep her mind off Ash at the moment. She was relieved as she really didn't want to think about him.
She sat on a chaise, her meal having been consumed, used dishes next to her as she sat, working on her laptop. She had large headphones on as she listened to various beats, harmonies, instrumental and other course of music styles. She was searching for a mood but could not focus on what it was.
She looked up as a slight wind blew onto her apartment, the night air, cold and brisk.
She took a deep breath. Same time she saw her phone illuminate next to her.
The message read *OPEN YOUR DOOR!*
Her eyebrows furrowed together before placing her laptop on her small table and removing her headphones.
She opened the door to see an exasperated Clemont, leaning against her doorway, dress in a full suit and a ridiculous fedora. Serena couldn't help but smirk.
"What are you? An original gangster?" Serena quipped as he tipped his hat in greeting.
"I'm much bigger than a gangster my dear. Gangsters fear me." With that, he glided his way into her apartment. She knew Clemont was a gym leader but he did many different other jobs that neither Bonnie nor Serena were privy to knowing. She believed him.
"So, I heard, my charming ex is back in town?" Clemont called, having disappeared into the kitchen to ransack Serena's food. He saw her leftovers from the meal she prepared and despite his chic and very upscale attire, he proceeded to eat it straight out of the sauce pan it was in. He made himself home, sitting by the kitchen island.
"I also heard my two best friends were in a lip lock and one seemed to have enjoyed it than the other." Clemont smirked, his chewing never ceased. Serena watched him in mild disgust before handing him a dinner cloth to clear up his face.
"Where, are you going in that ridiculous get up? I thought you were not part of high society." Serena asked, evading the question.
"I have a gala to attend, or is it a charity? I am not sure but I must attend. Ash will be attending as well." Clemont brought back his point. "So, answer me? Why is my best friend freaking out while you, my other one seem to be cool as a cucumber?"
Serena watched him.
"Miette visited me today and asked that I work on something. My mind has been rather pre-occupied and I don't have time to think about Mr Ketchum's woes." She said snidely. She made her way to the fridge, pulled out some wine (her elixir of life now, or her drink whenever Ash was topic of conversation) poured a generous glass for herself and Clemont before sitting next to him in the kitchen island. She took his fedora as he continued to eat and place it stylishly on the crown of her head. She immediately took a selfie with it. Clemont shook his head.
"So, he kissed you, you ran out of the room, no word, you didn't even tell Bonnie who, at this moment is dealing with a distraught Ash." Clemont hedge. He rarely got involved in his plan with Bonnie when it came to these two but he needed to ensure everything was okay. They way to figure that out was to ensure Serena was not taken advantage off as well as ensure this was what she wanted. He had to ensure Serena still wanted Ash even if she was lying to everyone and herself.
"Why is he distraught?" Serena heard herself asking. She was surprised she dropped her façade.
He pushed the empty pot aside and gave his focus on Serena.
"Let's see, right," Clemont began, his sarcastic tone didn't suit him but Serena could instantly tell Clemont was serious in his questioning and she needed to not play around. "Ash was kissing you, he was not holding back, you in this situation decided to push him harshly to the floor and then ran out of his apartment like someone who was being taken advantage of. Ash is now freaking out as he believes he invaded your personal space as well as moved inappropriately with your body. So tell me? Were you taken advantage off?"
Serena's face contorted with inching horror with each word Clemont spoke off until finally he asked her blatantly. Serena began shaking her head immediately.
"No Clemont. No! Of course, not! I had more than enough time to stop him even before that. Ash is not like that! He is one of the only gentlemen I know right now." Clemont watched her, his blue eyes piercing her. She calmed down a bit before watching him seriously. "Clemont, Ash did not take advantage of me, I was caught off guard but I didn't exactly hate what was going on."
"Then, why did you push him and run away." Clemont asked, soft but his words were firm.
"I forgot in that moment I hated him and when I realized who I was actually kissing, I panicked and I guess survival instincts." Serena said. She looked him straight in the eye. "Look, I don't want to talk about that, but I can say with certainty, Ash never took advantage of me."
Clemont finally nodded before dropping his strict façade. He was still sombre, something Serena rarely saw Clemont as. He way usually easy going, relaxed and very much laid back. This must have been difficult for him to deal with as it concerned his best friends. He was in a rough space but he needed to sort it out.
"What did Miette want?" Clemont asked finally. His voice a little rough when he said her name.
"A recording." Serena sighed. Clemont watched her confused.
"You want to?" Serena nodded. She felt inspired and she actually felt herself desire to works again. It was simple and it gave her drive.
"Which club are you going? Bonnie texted me." Clemont asked, not looking at her and he chugged his wine.
"Bonnie." She said in discourse. "I'm not sure. Miette says she is after a new artist and wants to make him into a new star of R&B genre. Sounds fun to me.
"You're soul? Why would you be interested in R&B?" Clemont asked.
"It's not about the genre Clemont, it is about expressing yourself though your music, genre only comes into play when you need a style to express it in. You never know? I may need an artist to croon for me." She smiled.
"You're the performer, show everyone what you truly can give." He winked at her before standing up and taking back his fedora. "Right, I have to go have dinner with some rich snoots who want my money."
Serena watched her empty pots before giving him and exasperated look. Clemont continued on.
"You continue with your piece and I will let my friend know he is not going to jail." Clemont kissed her forehead goodbye before sashaying himself out of the kitchen and to the foyer. Before he left, he turned around, watched Serena, who had followed him out, gave her a charming smile before wiggling his fingers in a wave and smirking an adorable "Toodles!" before closing the door.
"Sometimes, I think Clemont enjoys Pokenip a bit to much." Serena said to herself as she headed back to the kitchen to clean up.
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