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.
The story is shifting. Remember, this is about characters going about in life. Each one had their own.
This story will contain lemons.
Just not yet.
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5 Days Since Clemont And Ash Regretfully Invested in Another Business Venture.
It was raining in Kalos today. Cold, windy and wet. Ash sat in his apartment, watching the trickles of water, cascade down the giant glass panels. He was playing catch with his Umbreon. The dark Pokémon playfully running around to fetch a small, wind ball. He was playing with Umbreon mindlessly. Pikachu laid on the huge couch, napping silently. He was also on his phone.
"I still don't see why I should come along. It's been a week since I last saw her." Ash said for the millionth time. His tone suggested he was put of. He didn't want to have this conversation.
Same time as he said it, he heard his front door smack open. A pissed of Bonnie came stomping in, a phone glued to her hand. She came into the living room, an annoyed look to her beautiful face, her long blond hair was cascading down her shoulder. She came in front of the living room and made a show to a slightly amused Ash, who also was quite done at this point with her pushing and tapped her phone.
"I thought this would show my point with a bit more effort." She said. "It gets difficult to take out the frustrations on a phone since I don't have a button to press harshly nor can I shut it off by snapping it closed."
Ash watched her, offering no input. He ignored her and continued to throw the ball gently at Umbreon. The dark Pokémon had gone next to Pikachu in all of Bonnie's chaos.
"We're going Ebony tonight. Miette is going to see a hot and coming artist. R&B, you know you love that." Bonnie asked him again.
"If I said no already, over the phone. What makes you think I would agree to you in person?" Ash sassed at her.
"If you don't want me to do this!" She grabbed his ear, harshly. Pulling it, making him shut his eye in the process. He looked at her through the other. "Listen here, Ketchum! I don't give a fuck what you want and this pansy of an attitude is not beseeching of you! Clemont already told you, you didn't invade Serena's fucking space and she on quote "didn't hate what the fuck happened!" Bonnie yelled at him, emphasizing her point.
"Bonnie! Ouch! Let go!" Ash wailed as she wrung his ear. No regrets she had. "I doubt Serena cursed in her quote." Ash said, trying to be cute.
"You're going to put on the suit I got you! You're going to go to the club. You are going to bring back asshole Ash who is cocky and arrogant and you're going to bring out the sex appeal you have. You are going to get her hot and bothered and you are going to take control of this game you have with her!" Bonnie screeched. "Understand?" She emphasized by pulling him closer to her, her voice going deathly quiet. Ash watched her, slightly afraid. He was not someone who could be intimidated, at all. For Arceus sake, he battled some of the most fiendish individuals in his time yet, this short, 5'2 munchkin was scaring the crap out of him. Maybe it was her height?
"I asked you if you understand?" Bonnie repeated. Ash looked at her once again before nodding. She let go of his ear before grabbing his shoulders and placing a giant, wet kiss on his cheek.
"Great!" Her voice going light and sweet. "I'll see you there. Around 12 is good. Love you boo!"
With that, she left his apartment. Ash needed to take her key away.
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Later that night, after Ash iced his ear and bitched at Pikachu about Bonnie.
Croons of a soft, melodic voice travelled across the club. It was spectacular. Chandeliers glistened in the high ceilings. Black and blue pulsating lights blinked throughout. Long bars with rich, oak wood glistened sleekly under the light. High above, booths for the VIP section laid, small lights hung low over them, giving the look of ambience. Miette sat in one, drinking her whisky. The owner of the club was talking to her. She entertained him, making light of the conversation. Laughing at his jokes. She watched as Abel came on to stage. His set was late tonight but she didn't mind. The last performer held nothing to her. She grew bored. She held no expectations for Abel. She heard through the grapevine of him. Her assistant had apparently heard him in Kanto and was enthralled. She ran it by Miette and the lady decided to check him out.
The owner bid her farewell, going his way to greet other VIP's who had more prestige. Miette rolled her eyes. She understood what Serena meant by high society life. She took a sip of her whisky once more, almost choking as the dark, bluesy blend came on through the speaker. It was soulful, full of slow, sexual rhythm. She crossed her legs, giving her full attention. She allowed the rum to relax her. She could imagine herself with her lover, listening to this song. Feeling a connection forming. Abel's voice adding to the grit and sensuality of the song. The bass added more sex appeal than Miette could imagine. The stream of the electronic guitar, rippling, adding more effect.
She was in love. She felt it. She knew in that instance; a star was forming and Abel had a lot to give to the world.
She wanted him and she was going to have him. She would produce him and make him into something so sinful, many would pay just to taste it.
She took a satisfying gulp once more, enjoying the sweetness of the rum and coke now.
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10 minutes into sweet Sins of life.
Bonnie and Serena came through, the club was packed out. People, all walks of life were grinding, twisting and bouncing to the soul song being sung by a rugged man. His voice was like gritty honey, if something like that existed. Raw, sweet and tantalizing. Serena felt something strange at this voice. She recognized him. It was Abel. She knew his track, more part of the underground music industry. He was a force there, imagine in mainstream. She smiled. She hoped Miette was hearing this.
She made her way to the VIP section, meeting the owner at the security. He was please to greet her, having met her through some of Clemont's savvy parties. He greeted Bonnie with such grace, making the poor girl blush to a rose at some points. They bid goodbye after seeing Miette. The friends reunited. Bonnie and Miette greeting each other like old friends.
They got into chatting, enjoying the champagne and liquor.
"What do you think of Abel?" Serena asked Miette, suddenly. Miette gave her a look. Not sure what she was saying. She conceded.
"He's- interesting. Let's see how the night goes." She said. Sipping her drink in coy. Serena raised her eyebrows but said nothing.
They met some of their acquaintances. Many people coming up to them, offering good messages or just general chats of happiness of seeing people. They laughed, sometimes getting up to dance, sometimes just taking in the music, the vocals. It was like a strange hypnosis. It was entwining. A sense of danger and pleasure as the music flowed through everyone. The alcohol making you forget your anxiety, inhibitions, worries. It was how Serena felt so free. Embracing the moment.
It felt different to her. Her whole life was upside down at this moment. It was chaotic, unpredictable and just filled with peace. She watched Miette, how calm she was, how her persona lacked any kind of harshness in this element. How Serena didn't feel like to kill herself because she was in the presence of a producer. She had a talent. A raw one and she hated how mainstream wanted her to conform to a box. Serena truly believed if she listened to Miette, she could remain whatever shape she wanted. She bobbed her head to the bass, letting the flow relax her energy, the blue and black blinks of light making her see a light.
She listened to Abel, how he was able to croon such a wicked sound to perfection. How his raw talent attracted real people, rawness. People who lived, every day, rather than only once.
She wanted that.
She got up to get a refill of drinks, waving off the other girls. She needed to fog her brain a bit.
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In the Booth, Where Shit is About to be unveiled.
"Are you taking her?" Bonnie asked Miette. Miette remained in her position, eyes closed, arms around her. Her short dress was hiked up at her crossed legs. Her chunky jewellery resting quietly on her body. She nodded to Bonnie. She came out of position before pulling the blond closely.
"I want her. I have a contract already. It's Palermo. She wants to keep Serena from growing. She wants Serena to remain a pedophiles dream. A sweet, innocent baby girl in a grown woman's body."
Bonnie looked shocked at Miette's choice in words. Miette nodded, a bit of anger in her face.
"It's disgusting. She makes us prance around on stage, little outfits that should be on dollies. Auto tune for galore. We must conform to what she thinks sells. She is keeping Serena so close because the girl has actual talent." Miette continued. Bonnie looked at her.
"What? What is going on?" Miette took a sip of her rum and coke.
"Did she tell you why she called a hiatus?" Bonnie shook her head no.
"She woke up." Miette said. The underlining meaning was clear as day."I called her the same day. Made an offer, but I need to ensure, it is what she wants."
"How can you tell?" Bonnie asked.
"Because she's here, asking about Abel." Miette replied. "Abel is real. And he is where she wants to be." She paused for a moment.
"I'm avoiding Palermo. She knows I'm after Serena. Luckily Serena stated she wanted no contact while on hiatus, so, I am working some magic. Serena was supposed to visit me but I couldn't wait."
"How are you going to deal with Palermo? She is a huge bitch." Miette laughed at Bonnie. Loudly. Her eyes began to water at the firm way the girl said it.
"She is a bitch." Miette said carefully wiping her eyes. "Serena is already taking care of that. She's gaining weight. There is a clause she is supposed to be a double 0 in her size. Breaking that clause can have Serena's contract break instantly."
Bonnie twisted her face.
"That's so stupid! What a ridiculous clause."
Miette raised her glass. "That's showbiz babe. Or, well in Palermo's world. Hopefully, that clause works in our favor. I was fired and no one wanted to hire me when I gained weight. I was blacklisted because I opposed their motions. So, I did the only thing I could have at the time. Get vengeance. Now, I have some of the chart-topping artist under my belt, working with talents of all shapes and sizes. Allowing the talent to speak. I worked hard and Now, I am a powerhouse. Palermo hates me. I need my ace and trump now." Miette said wickedly.
She looked at Serena, watching the girl at the bar, waiting for her drinks.
"Serena and Abel?" Bonnie clarified.
"In a way, yes. But that's all I'm speaking of. To many eyes and ears around, love." Miette said before knocking back her drink. Bonnie was left confused.
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While Miette and Bonnie chatted about her ex-boyfriend and brother.
Serena was perched at the bar, nursing a vodka as she waited for her drinks. She saw Miette and Bonnie further away, talking deeply. Serena wondered how could they hear each other through the loud music.
She had managed to wave at Abel, going up to the stage, he nodded at her. A smile breaking through his stiff face as he sang on stage. She was impressed with his new material. It was seductive, haunting a bit. She loved it. To her, Abel had been through something in life and she fully understood.
She took a deep breath. Relaxing.
"Well, if it isn't Miss Yvonne." Serena heard behind her, she recognized the voice and turned around to see Ash. He was standing so close to her, his waist brushing against her legs. "Gracing Kalos with your beauty and presence it seems." He smirked at her. She hated his cocky ass behaviour instantly. She didn't know why she felt offended for some reason.
"I see you found a suit to wear? I didn't know Ebony allowed wild creatures through their doors."
"How can I be wild if I'm in a suit?" Ash threw back. "Seems to me you rather like me in a suit, hence you always call me out when I'm in one. Or would you like to see me without it." Ash smirked, getting into her space. "I don't bite Serena, unless you want me to." Serena squinted her eyes at him, glaring. She had no comeback. She sucked at this.
"Dream on." She turned her face. Effectively ending the spat. Ash cocked his head to the side, shaking his head at her easy give up. Ash called for a beer, getting it quickly. Wordlessly, he took grasp of her stool, spun her around until she faced him. Her outraged look was on full blast, making him shake his head. She was adorable like an angry Jigglypuff.
He got close to her, looking her in eyes. Slowly, using the pads of his fingers, he dragged her hair behind her ear before continuing the motion to grab her chin. He pulled her face and kissed her solid. Firm. Smirking into the kiss. He felt like he just took a deep breath of clean air. He felt her hands on his arms in effort to stop him or hold him, he wasn't sure. He pulled back slightly, taking her bottom lip, grazing it with his teeth before kissing her softly again and then finally, pulling away. Slowly, she opened her eyes, sub-consciously licking her lips after that.
"I dream of that all the time. You should know." With that, he smiled. Took his beer, winking before taking a sip and walking away. Serena was left dumbfounded at what just happened.
She saw Miette and Bonnie looking at her, jaws and mouths open wide. Stunned at what just occurred.
Ash was thrilled to see for the first time, she looked back at him. He went over to a booth which contained Clemont. They fist bumped.
Serena couldn't believe at what just occurred.
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5 minutes after Serena returned to her booth, drinks left and forgotten.
"So?" Clemont asked, drinking a sip of his scotch, watching the girls talk to a zoned-out Serena. He couldn't help but smirk. This had gone better than he thought. He honestly thought Ash would have messed it up.
Then again, Ash was freaking out now. Unsure if he did the correct thing.
"I don't know!" Playing with his tie. Clemont smacked him on the back, waking him up.
"C'mon man! That was executed flawlessly. I didn't expect you to kiss her though."
"That's the thing!" Ash exclaimed at Clemont. The music to loud so he knew he would not be overheard. "I, I am such asshole!"
"Be cool, man. Yes, you are." Clemont told him. Ash gave him a blaring look. "BUT, you need to be one right now. Serena and you have a weird thing about you. You need to get that hate out of each other."
"I don't hate her."
"I know man. I know." Clemont sighed" Poor choice of words. You need to get rid of this pent-up aggression you have…or you need to get rid of the pent-up aggression she has then."
"What are you saying, man?" Ash questioned.
Clemont gulped his drink down. Begging for strength.
"Ash, you need to fuck her." Ash's eye nearly bugged out of his socket. Clemont shrugged. He was slightly lucid with his inhibitions as the alcohol flowed.
"It's obvious." Clemont continued. Ash managed to straggle out something unintelligible.
"Um, I'm not you and Miette." Ash told him. Clemont gave him a dirty look. It was true Miette and him had a volatile ex versus ex relationship. Whenever they did manage to see each other, it led to nasty, hard, rough sex which stirred up emotions especially hurt leaving them but their relationship was not like Ash and Serena's. Then again.
"I agree, but Miette and I have a long history. You on the other hand, need to get her to bend at your will, and from the way she kissed you back. She wants you. Bonnie's right, sex is what you guys need. Your feelings for each other are all over the place, well, Serena's. You need to bone. She just has some stubbornness with herself. Serena is stubborn!" Clemont finished.
"I think, I think…. I'm going to get a scotch." Ash said, getting up and heading over to the bar. Clemont shrugged. He took a sip, scanning the club to ensure no one unwanted was around. He knew Ash had Koury around the girls, making them his priority. Clemont had his own body guard watching them. He was hoping Ash and him could keep things on the down-low.
Clemont had many businesses, especially a robotics company he had developed. Ash had invested in it, being the only one who had hope in it. Now they ran a huge empire on it. Sadly, many didn't hold kindness at their success. Rather, they tried to create ways to sabotage them. After an incident, which almost involved Ash losing his life, Ash and Clemont had decided to hire protection to their loved ones. Bonnie didn't know she always had a bodyguard around her.
Clemont didn't even want to think about chances. He just had to ensure his loved ones were taken care of. Since Ash had become enamoured by Serena, Ash had taken to getting her a bodyguard, following her anywhere she went. It was creepy but necessary. Clemont agreed.
He was deep in thought when the scent of lavender assaulted his senses. He came out of his bubble to see Miette sitting next to him. Her soft hand already rubbing his chest. Lips already pressing against his ear.
"I don't like having to come to you." Clemont smirked. He said nothing. He decided to be aloof. She was wanton, tonight. Miette raised an eyebrow at him before getting up. He grabbed her hand to stop her but only placed a kiss on her hand.
She smiled.
It was a promise.
"When you finish your business, I will find you." Clemont said. She watched him. Stoic. She headed back to her booth. She needed to have a chat with Abel right away.
Clemont could only nod, he felt thrilled when he saw Serena walk up to Ash at the bar. Ash immediately resumed the charm. He didn't know if it was the music, the alcohol or the company but he felt a shift of some sorts.
He had an amused look on his face when Serena seemed to be bitching him out. This was surely going to be fun. Those two were a walking bomb and hopefully, they would diffuse soon and just let everything out.
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Same time dirty Promises were being made.
Bonnie was busy talking to a charming man from Hoenn. He seemed rather taken with her. Serena was milking the bar, unable to grasp the fact Ash had kissed her. The worst part she realized. She liked it, fuck, of course she liked Ash-? It! She liked it! No Ash… Or did she? Serena hated everything in life at this moment. She saw him, making his way to the bar, a rather perplexed look to his face.
She hated herself for following him. She hated how good he really did look in that suit. Fuck, it was like lingerie for women.
"Mr Ketchum!" That got his attention. Serena was in a full tirade. She was frustrated, a bit drunk and she had venomous intentions for the Champion in front of her. She was completely drunk at this point.
"I will appreciate it if you don't lock lips with me again! It is quite rude!" Serena bubbled with rage as he just looked at her. Smiling. He grew concern when someone walking behind her, nearly threw her off balanced. He grabbed her, got a huge bottled water and lead her to a hallway in the back of the club. It was deserted with the exception of a few well-dressed individuals.
"Let go of my hand!" She swatted him. He ignored her until he pulled her in a corner where a plant was, concealing them from prying eyes.
"Would you relax?" Ash huffed, letting her go before twisting the bottle cap off. "You're drunk. Have some water." Ash gave her. Serena gave him a dirty look. She took it before hopping up on the counter space of the corner. Well tried to but it failed, epically. Ash grabbed her by the waist and effortlessly situated her on the counter.
Serena watched him. He didn't move away from her. He watched her. Sighing loudly. He took the water away from her before taking in some himself.
"Drink some more." He told her sternly. Serena gave him a rather pouted look. She didn't want to but she thought she should have.
"You're not the boss of me." Serena quipped. Ash let out a steam of air. His patience was running thin.
"Believe me, I don't want to be." Ash retaliated. Serena for whatever reason didn't know how to take that. She felt something and then, the tears started to roll down. She began to cry, ugly tears, red stained cheeks. Ash grew horrified. His face terrified at what was going on. He didn't know what happen. He felt like his life was like this a lot.
A state of confusion when it came to this woman.
"Serena! No. I'm sorry. I'm an asshole. Please stop." Ash tried his best to stop her from crying. Waving away Koury who revealed himself from a place in the wall paper. She heaved an ugly cry, muttering something so unintelligible that Ash wished he could use google to decipher.
"What was that?"
"Why! Why are you trying? Leave me alone!" Serena told him, hitting him. "Why are you around me. What is it you want!"
Ash watched her confused, helpless. He saw Koury bail, leaving them alone once again.
"Serena-I?" She smacked his shoulders, unable to move him. Frustrated with his kindness. He was there. He was trying so hard to be part of her alone.
"Why Ash? Why do you want me?" She cried, tears streaming but her speech was clear. It was petulant, heart wrenching for him to hear. "I'm a train wreck. I'm mean to you. I'm not nice you to. I'm a frigid bitch. I despise you. Yet, you keep coming to me. You're taking care of me. You love me." She whispered to him. She grabbed him, playing with his shoulders, running her hands along his hair. She pulled him into her, wrapping her legs around his waist.
She continued her drunk monologue.
"You're handsome, strong. Such a great person. You love your Pokémon so deeply. Your connection." She grazed his neck with her finger nail, ramming his head to her chest. She briefly let go of him to take his arms and wrap them around her waist.
She lifted his head.
"I want you so much." Serena confessed to him. "I want you more than a thirsty man in the desert wants water in the heat." She looked him dead in the eye, he could see hers were glassy and distant. "You kissed me. It brought warmth into my heart. You made me feel something. Why are you making me feel something? I don't deserve love." Ash tried to pull away from her but her lips on his forehead stopped him. She simply trailed her lips.
" I would love you, love you more than any woman would be capable of doing. Love you in a way that would make anyone ache for love." She laughed a bit. Thinking of a thought that would never be real.
"But," She whispered "You'll break my heart. Like you did all those years ago. Shattering me." Her words were getting drowsy. Flaccid.
Ash watched her.
"I forgive you, you know. I hold nothing against you. But, I don't let anyone in my heart. It's too fragile. I don't love. I'm not capable. I can't even love you." Serena said, raising her head.
"Try." Ash heard himself telling her. She considered that. She blinked at him, expressionless.
"I'm scared to." She whispered to him.
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The day after Clemont and Miette got their freak on.
It was hot. So, hot. Clemont's head was hurting. His mouth tasted like ass and he was sure he was still naked. He felt something move behind him, a feeling of soft, smooth skin. A tuff of purple hair was sticking out from under the white blankets. He turned around and spooned her. Pulling Miette against him, enticing a cute giggle. He was ready to go to town with her again when his phone blared loudly. They both cursed loudly, Miette rolling her eyes before rolling away from him, muttering something along the lines " Of course it's work." Clemont smacked her ass before sitting up and answering his phone.
"Better be important." He said calmly.
"Morning Boss. Yeah, see, there is an individual here at the office. Saying something about he has access to the Plan X files."
"What?" Clemont asked, baffled. "No one has authority over that except myself and Ash Ketchum."
"Yeah, I know but he keeps insisting I call you."
"Who is it."
"Some guy name Cyrus."
Clemont eyes flashed. "I'll be there in 20 minutes. Keep him there." Clemont got off his bed, went to find a pyjamas pants before slipping it on. He strolled over back to bed. Collected a kiss from Miette, biting her in the process before making attempts to call Ash. His phone was going directly to voicemail. He huffed before heading downstairs to Ash's apartment. He called his security team, enforcing them to go to headquarters as he made his way to Ash's room.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Serena wrapped in a blanket, Ash in his boxers. Both standing and appearing flustered. Both with expression of horror and confusion.
It was deadly quiet. Clemont felt a ringing sensation.
"Maybe, this is a bad time?" Was all Clemont could say.
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