I Don't Own Pokemon


I wasn't ready for all the commotion that getting into the top sixteen apparently meant, it was a headache dealing with my family and balancing my public appearances as every time I walked out someone would somehow recognize me, every single time, which was just stupid. I've literally made my hair blue and that only bought me like twenty minutes to myself before someone approached me asking for an autograph.

Does anyone know who annoying it is to be asked to sign random peoples stuff, I was near tempted to just lock myself into my room and just wait out the two days on the food in my bag, the only problem with that was then I would have no excuse as to avoid my family. At least I didn't have a phone so I couldn't be called every twenty minutes, though I'm pretty sure even if I do ever get one, I'm not telling anyone about it.

I'm not a social person damn it, I thought my stance on that would have become clear over the course of the last few days, when I've ignored everyone who has come up to me, yet it seems I have to make it a bloody announcement to get people to listen, which was just counterproductive in the first place. Anyway, moving past all the people in my life that I've been avoiding, I was going to be battling someone named Justin tomorrow which is the most common name I've heard yet in this Conference.

Speaking of the Conference during the two day break some of the more interesting battles were replayed on the TV's in the trainer rooms. Out of about the thirty-some battles that were replayed two of them were mine. I only watched one of them, mostly because I was bored, but it was interesting to see what I'm like from an outside view. I was actually a little surprised when I first watched the water field battle of mine.

I almost looked bored standing there while calling out the orders that I remembered giving, though that was mostly my normal posture, it was slouched a little and I usually had my hands in my pockets unless something intense was happening then my hands would gesture about in the air a little. Though it was clear I wasn't bored, it was just the general body languages that made people think that.

When it got a few closer shots to my face, which I wasn't overly comfortable with, it showed that I had a much more serious look on my face than I though would be there. I've always been more focused on the battle than what my face looks like, in fact during a battle I don't care what my face looks like, but actually looking at me, I almost seemed to have a cold, calculated look over me as I issued out commands.

Which made me all the more curious as to they someone would think it would be a good idea to come up and talk to me, just from what I've seen from myself on the screen I look like someone who would plan your death to be slow and painful if you annoyed me. Which was why I'm almost constantly plastering a small fake smile on my face, so I don't have to deal with stares at my normal blank face.

I don't get people, I just don't simply put, nothing about what I've seen about how the world perceives me, would make anyone want to engage in a conversation with me. Yet they still did, and I didn't understand it. Whatever this is nothing new for me, so I just continued to sit on my slight uncomfortable chair that came with the room as I flipped through the channels, when I ended up on the news, I was about to switch again, but that's when I got a small glance of the headline at the bottom.

Sitting forwards in my chair, I made sure I read that right, and I did, as I felt a grin tug at my lips as I saw the news reporter confirm once more for me. 'Viridian Gym Leader arrested for affiliation to criminal organization: Team Rocket' was what read at the bottom. Good, it took them a while but it seems that they finally got around to it, though that's when my good mood vanished as the news reporter, who I mostly tuned out said some that caught my attention.

"We recently got reports from the Police that a single trainer can be held responsible for this amazing bust on one of the most dangerous criminal organizations in the world, while we have yet to get a name, who ever did this great act of service, I along with everyone in this station give you my thanks" Oh god that's going to be annoying, if my name gets leaked, then I might bloody leave Kanto early at this rate.

Sitting back in my chair, I cut the TV off as I sighed to myself before with holding the urge to smack myself. Honestly I was being stupid, I don't care about the attention, sure it was a little annoying but a lot of things are annoying, and I got to learn how to deal with this at some point after all. If I didn't adjust soon then I'll become a freaking hermit at this rate.


I was out of my room, currently sitting up in one of the higher buildings, a restaurant mostly just to be out of that room, and because out of all the restaurants here, this place and about three others were the only ones that served to Pokemon, well Pokemon food, as I didn't particularly care about that first part. Plus this place had a better view which was a nice bonus.

So I was just eating some food while looking down at the buildings around me, nothing to interesting but it was a nice break against all the hassle from the 'fans' which no matter how much I thought about it, it still didn't feel not weird to even think about. From my place sitting in my seat with my back to practically everyone in the restaurant on this level, as I could look out the nearby window. I was enjoying the quiet for a few more seconds before that was broken by.

"Kyu?" Oh god I swear I will jab someone in the eye if this turns out to be some kid asking for a photo. Turning around in my seat, however, I didn't see what I was expecting thankfully. That didn't mean I was going to be nice, or at least my version of polite, I needed some way to vent a little so I said.

"I swear Ash, if you or any of the people with you ask for a photo or an autograph I will personally throw you out this window" He just took a step back before what I said seemed to catch up to him, as he looked at me confused and asked.

"What do you mean? Why would any of us want to do that with you?" I just made a show of letting out a breath of relief, before telling him.

"I'm a crowd favorites it seems, though I have no clue why, doesn't change the fact that I've been mobbed more times than I would care to admit" That seemed to hit him hard as he looked down a muttered something about how no one asked him for his autograph. Though he seemed much more embarrassed as a woman, that I barely recognized as Ash's mother ask if she could have her son's autograph.

That's when I came to understand the fact that Ash's mother was currently in front of me along with Professor Oak. I didn't remember them showing up during the conference, that might just be my horrible memory, or me thinking about literally any other of the conferences that happened in the show. Still I just looked over towards the old man and gave him a nod along with the rest before popping another piece of food into my mouth, because I'm already rude, and I was hungry.

Standing up, I picked up a few more pieces of food, for the walk back, plus becuase its free and I'm horribly cheap. Looking to the group, I told them all as I made my way past them.

"I would love to stay and chat some, but I've already over stayed my time here, I need to get back to my room before I end up going off and doing something else that grabs my attention" With my excuse given I made my way towards the elevator and after pressing in the floor level that I needed, I noted that I was actively avoiding all conversations at this point. Which meant I've become a lot more stressed than I thought, I'll have to do something about that.


Resting against a tree, in the nearby forest, I listened, with my eyes closed, to sounds that didn't make me want to jump out of a window, from repeated exposure. Listening to my team run around about me each also destressing, themselves. I didn't really understand just how winded up everyone was, I had it the worse out of everyone present but that didn't mean everyone else wasn't tense as well.

I was mostly keeping track of everyone by sound, as I tracked Mismagius by her laughter from either playing around with other team members or by doing small pranks, something she hadn't done in a while. While I might have been pretending not to notice to the sound of Luxray yelping as his tail was tugged on, or the interesting sound Vaporeon made when she suddenly appeared up in a tree, didn't mean I didn't have a small smile on my face.

Speaking of Luxray, he along with Lycanroc were currently playing an intense version of tag, if I cared I would have stopped them, or at least made them play a little safer, but I didn't because I'm me. So instead about six trees have already been knocked over, and the two of them seemed to be having a great time. Though maybe I should make sure after this, that they only play like this when we all are in an open field as I listened to another tree fall over.

Charizard seemed to be in a more opened up area of the clearing we all were at, as he sunbathed in the midday heat. Which was another thing he seemed to enjoy besides flying and battling, was just enjoying a nice warm area. He had a great time at Cinnabar, while we all were at the beach, though he didn't get to enjoy it much as he spent a good bit of that time training.

I wonder how many beaches are in Unova, I should look into that, it'd be a nice vacation while I'm over there after I'm done here. I'm pretty sure there should at least be a good number of beaches. I would assume, considering the fact that the region had water going all around where the main cities were located. Still, it was something to look more into later.

For right now I just wanted to sit here and enjoy not having to deal with news stations, fans, parents, or even the competition. And it was nice, while the gyms certainly gave me something to do and a goal to work towards, I couldn't say I was really that big of a fan of the destination. But then again that's how that quote goes after all, though I would usually prefer if the destination was at least comparable to the journey.


Everyone handles stress differently, what I do is I just need to spend some nice time alone to myself usually, just disconnect from whatever the problem is fully. Usually by taking walks so even on the rare occasion go for a hike. Still no one really cares about that, this chapter is a decompression chapter for Kyu, you all, and me. Because writing about eight thousand words worth of batting get repetitive. So this is a nice break before the last four rounds play out.