Chapter 6: Jealousy
Ursaring grunted and set the bags down with ease. Poor Togekiss and Honchkrow… they'd nearly killed themselves carrying Gold, me, and all of Gold's stuff to Goldenrod. We should have just taken the magnet train. Of course, Gold said it would be good training. Maybe for his pokemon, but that didn't mean he had to kill mine. I had to get back home.
The lady at the front desk flipped through her files and finally found Gold's. With a whitened smile, she looked up at us and finally gave us to only info we needed: "You're in room 13." Was that so hard? I mean, really? We'd been standing there almost ten minutes waiting for the damn room number.
"Thanks," Gold sighed in dismay. If I was getting impatient, then it was obvious Gold was about to start pitching a fit.
"So, where's that?" I asked curiously, feeling similar to a pack animal as we carried all of Gold's stuff. I'd tried to tell him repeatedly that it was only three weeks, but he was determined to not to do laundry even once while he was here. It was going to be awful taking it all back home covered in body odor. Ugh.
Gold glanced around thoughtfully as we headed outside the main building's doors. "No clue. It's got to be around here somewhere."
"Ah."
"The guys' dorms are over that way," an actually helpful person offered us with a chuckle. He must have overheard us—thankfully.
Gold and I bid him thanks and made our way over to the large two-story building. It looked fairly new.
The amount of people milling around was actually a large number I was surprised to notice. Most of them had to have been trainers without jobs and most of them did look rather young. Still, there were some older people mixed in. Gold and I were older trainers, but we were really young compared to some of the people there.
"Ay, Silver!"
I glanced up curiously to discover the gym leader of the city just north of mine. "Brock," I stated, a little surprised. It wasn't an unpleasant surprise, though.
He grinned slightly, making his way over to me and Gold. Brock was a rather friendly guy, especially after you had his respect. "Are you entering?" he asked me curiously.
I quickly shook my head. "Gold is," I stated, motioning with my wrist (my hand was holding a bag) towards Gold.
Brock gave a nod, sizing Gold up. "Well, I wish you luck," he stated towards Gold.
"Are there other gym leaders here?" I asked curiously and Brock gave me an affirming nod.
"There's Jamie, Chuck, Falkner, and Whitney. I was hoping that some more Kanto gym leaders might have joined."
I smiled slightly. "I'm going to be training a lot while Gold is busy."
Brock hummed thoughtfully. "Sounds nice. We need to have a battle once the pokeathlon is over."
"Sounds great," I agreed.
"Good luck, Gold," Brock stated, taking his leave.
It was always pleasant to run into another gym leader. Gold and I made our way into the building and managed to fumble open the door with the key the near-useless receptionist had given us. Surprisingly, we were the only ones there yet.
Gold immediately dumped his things on a bottom bunk and then we took in the room. It was a really, really simple room that made pokemon center rooms look luxurious. It had two rather basic looking bunk beds, two closets on either side of the room and two dressers on either side of the room. I didn't see a door to a bathroom, so it must have been communal.
I raised an eyebrow, and my thoughts must have shown on my face because Gold gave a nervous chuckle. "Well… it's not the fanciest place, but it's about the competition, right?"
"I guess," I stated plainly. At least it was a room. If I went off on a deep training trip, I'd be sleeping on the ground most nights. "So, which bed are you taking? We should make it."
Gold hummed and pointed at the top bunk on the left side of the room. Together we set to work making the bed, unpacking Gold's clothes, and putting all his stuff away. Then our lips met in a gentle kiss. We were alone… it'd be fine. I closed my eyes, loosing myself in Gold's taste. I really hoped he would have a good time.
As Gold nudged me up against the wall and started to deepen things further, we finally heard the door being fumbled open. Gold cursed and immediately stuffed his hands down his shorts and adjust his erection so it hopefully wouldn't show. We pulled away, thankfully before two of Gold's roommates stepped in.
They both paused to stare at us, the one grinned and the other gawked. "You're the Viridian City gym leader!" the gawking one stated.
"Really?" I sighed, used to younger trainers gawking at me like I was some unworldly being. These two looked the same age as Gold.
"I didn't know the Viridian gym leader was competing," the other one stated, his eyes rather awkwardly looking me over, a grin still on his lips.
"I'm not, Gold is," I stated, shivering slightly as one of Gold's arms wrapped around my middle. They weren't the most impressive looking trainers. As I'd stated before, they both looked Gold's age. The grinning one looked lanky and sly, his skin a few shades darker than Gold's. His hair was an airy blond that touched his shoulders. The gawking guy looked naturally pale, but it looked as though he'd gotten enough sun to darken up. He was shorter than the rest of us, with brown curly hair. I assumed he was the same age as Gold and I, but I'd always been bad at estimating the age of people with curly hair for some reason. Both of them seemed to be lean athletes.
Then, Gold's last roommate stepped into the room. "Eh! We're all here!" he hooted as he dumped his bag on the bunk under Gold's. He was a large guy, also looking about age with Gold and I, give or take a couple of years. His skin was rather dark, and his outfit reminded me of a hiker and a karate instructor. How odd. He made Gold look small and the two others look like toddlers. "Name's Slain," he stated, sticking out his huge beefy hand toward Gold and me.
I swallowed nervously and reluctantly accepted the handshake when he turned to me after shaking Gold's hand.
"So… you're gay?" gawking guy asked.
Gold groaned at ran a hand through his hair. "For Silver," he stated. "I've never found any other guy attractive, so don't get all freaked out. I have a really good thing with my boyfriend, and I only love and want him."
I smiled faintly, because Gold was in his serious mood. I was a bit used to the adoration he looked at me with, but I wasn't oblivious. It still touched me.
Slain gave a grunt. "That's sweet. I've seen you two on the television before. So, what do you two go by?" he asked, turning toward the two other boys.
"Jack," the blond grinner stated, giving a thumbs up.
"Ken," curly gawking guy uttered, adverting his gaze. "I, uh, didn't mean anything bad by it. I mean, I'm not against gays or anything."
Gold waved him off casually in typical Gold fashion. I shifted from one foot to the other. "I should probably get going," I stated, and Gold frowned.
"I guess… I'll see you off."
I gave a nod as Gold's arm wrapped around my shoulders. He led me out of the dorm building, toward the running track. "Have fun," I stated sincerely.
Gold gave a quick nod.
"Bring back lots of metals," I added, and that cocky grin blossomed across my lover's face.
"You know I will. Stay safe, Silver. Keep killing off all of those challengers. Call me at least every night and visit me sometimes, alright?"
I rolled my eyes. "Sure, Mom."
Gold laughed and wrapped his arms around me. He chastely kissed my forehead, and I gave him a quick peck on the lips. Before he could react to my kiss, I sent out Honchkrow and took to the skies. It didn't take long until my crow's black wings made everyone below me look like ants.
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"First, let's head to the Lake of Rage," I stated. Honchkrow easily knew the way, so I just took in the scenery. As soon as we were over the lake, I let go of my crow's feet on a whim, scaring my poor pokemon half to death. I could dive and swim just fine, but that wasn't my plan. Before impact with the cloudy water's surface, my red gyarados exploded out of the water. I stuck my landing okay, though I ended up flailing a bit when I first tried to get my balance on the massive sea serpent's head.
Knowing their leader was there and knowing what the usual drill was when I showed up, the gyarados of the lake rose to fight. Part of the training was, well, me. I was perched on Gyarados's head, and the other gyarados knew that. I was the weak point. Gyarados not only had to fight, but he had to be sensitive to my wellbeing. If he dove, he had to understand that I could only hold my breath for a limited amount of time. It was great training for the both of us. Being able to fight in the water on a pokemon is a skill a trainer really needed to have.
I ducked the first hyper beam and commanded my pokemon to unleash a whirlpool. It was effective for stopping multiple opponents.
I bet the tourists were having a ball. Unfortunately, the Lake of Rage was a tourist area, so I had to be careful with my training. It'd been pretty disserted when I'd first showed up, but all the commotion had drawn a fair-sized crowd. I couldn't have a stray hyper beam firing off into the gathering crowd—another bonus to the training.
I lasted about an hour fighting with the beasts of the lake before I had to call back Gyarados and send out Feraligatr. The gyarados were pretty good about understanding when I was done, and they returned to the depths without much fuss. Green was on the shore waiting for me. We greeted each other with a high five. "That was pretty good battling," Green pointed out, sounding genuinely impressed.
I gave him a quick nod while I rung water from my hair. I was soaked to the bone. At least it wasn't salt water… "Gyarados is becoming a beast in battle. It's great."
Green grinned and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, dragging me towards Mahogany. "You should come show your face to Blue."
"But I just left you guys like two weeks ago!"
"And?"
"I'm dripping wet, and I probably smell like lake."
"And?"
I grumbled a few more complaints, but I knew it was futile. "So, how's the baby?"
"Look at my eyes," Green sniffed.
I glanced at his eyes, noticing the dark circles. "Ouch."
"Yeah. But, I mean, he's the sweetest thing when he's not screaming. Or throwing up, or…"
I chuckled as Green began to list off all the events that were "not cute." There were a lot of those.
I ended up eating lunch with Green, Blue, and Topaz. I'd dried off in the bathroom and had a pair of Green's clothes tossed at me. His jeans were a bit too long on my legs, and the waist was too big for my "anorexic waist" as Blue called it. A shirt was a shirt, so it fit fine. I kicked off my soaked shoes to go barefoot for a bit as well.
I got to play with Topaz a bit more. Blue stated that he really liked me, but I suspected that that was because Gold and I had spent two weeks with the newborn. I still didn't really like babies, but I didn't know, it was a bit amazing. He was Blue's son. Green and Blue had made him together. One day he'd grow up and look just like a normal human. It was a bit breathtaking that all humans started like this.
After lunch, Blue and I curled up on her and Green's sofa while Green went off to the gym. Topaz was out cold in his crib. "Do you think you and Gold will ever adopt?" she asked curiously.
"You know the answer to that. I don't like that sort of stuff," I replied, glancing over the room. It reminded me of a log cabin setting, very warm and cozy even though the room was quite huge. It didn't seem to fit Blue's personality in my mind. We'd changed…
"But why, Silver? You and Gold could give a child a lot better home than most people could," she stated, frowning at me.
I sighed quietly. I hated having to go through this. Gold had asked a few times in passing about kids. My only excuse was really I just didn't want to. Everyone always made me feel I needed a reason more than that. "Because. Gold and I knew what we were getting ourselves into. We can't have children together."
"But you can't help love, Silver. There could be a child that really needs a home."
"I don't really like kids..."
"But you're so good with Topaz," Blue stressed, sighing in dismay at me. I was curled up with my knees close to my chest. I felt uneasy at the talk of children. "That, and if you two weren't meant to have children because your both guys, what about couples with an infertile partner?"
"That's different, though, especially if they didn't know one of them was infertile at first."
"How, though?"
"They wanted kids. I don't, Blue."
Blue gave a sad nod and a soft laugh. "I guess, but still, Silver, if you and Gold ever really want to adopt, then do it."
I shook my head again. "No. I don't think we'd make good parents. I'm not… loving enough. I should, uh, probably get going. Thank you for lunch, Blue. Thank Green for letting me steal his clothes. I'll try and visit more often." Gold would. Gold would make a good dad…
Blue gave me a tight hug and I took my leave, feeling incredibly uneasy with the discussion Blue and I had.
I left for the Whirl Islands in soggy shoes, to visit Lance of course. He was useful in helping me get into the Dragon Den. I wasn't part of the clan, so I wasn't technically allowed on the sacred ground, but Lance was never one for rules. Clair hated us for it, but she'd gotten so used to it that she didn't even bother to yell at us much anymore.
As I slipped under the waterfall with my pokemon, Lance came up to greet me.
"What a pleasant surprise. I was bored."
I smirked and returned all of my pokemon. "I guess that's good news for me. Gold's off at a three weeklong pokeathlon competition so I'm training. Care to sneak me into the Dragon Den?"
"My pleasure," Lance stated, sending out Dragonite.
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"No, it's fine. The staff love having people over for dinner. They'll kill me if I don't bring you."
Lance shrugged and returned his massive dragon pokemon. "If you say so. I can't refuse free food."
"Of course you can't. It's a crime," I offered, pulling out my key and unlocking the front door so I didn't have to bother Gregory. Lance chucked and followed me in, closing the door behind us.
"Welcome home, Silver!" one of the staff called from the kitchen.
Lance was busy taking in my father's home. "Beautiful place, and huge, too."
"You've been here before," I pointed out. "I'm going to go change really fast and get into my clothes that fit me better." And shoes that weren't wet and driving me insane.
"Alright," Lance stated, walking over to the couch and sitting down.
I headed upstairs into my room, kicking the door closed behind me. I pulled my (thankfully waterproof) pokegear from my pocket and dialed Gold's number while I started to strip. He picked up after two rings. "Hey, Silver."
"Hey. I just wanted to chat to you and see how things are going." I managed to get my clothes off one handed.
"Oh. It's alright. The food is awful, but they have a vending machine. We got the chance to change which events we'd entered. Mostly I've just been talking to people. What have you been up to? I glimpsed you on television. You were down at the Lake of Rage. You're getting amazingly strong, you know."
I felt heat spider across my face. Had they really been recording me? Oh well. I'd have to get used to it eventually I guessed. Ugh. "Yeah, I was just training Gyarados. I had lunch with Blue and Green, and then I went to train at the Dragon Den with Lance."
"Hn. Lance?"
"Yeah. It's been a while since I've trained with him. He's spending the night so we can leave early tomorrow to train some more."
"Wait, he's spending the night?"
I raised an eyebrow at Gold's tone. "Are you jealous?" I asked curiously, a bit surprised. Gold was an incredibly possessive person, but never had he had to get jealous before about something like this.
"I don't want that guy sleeping around you, or in our house!" Gold snapped defensively.
I sighed in dismay. "Really Gold? How devoted to you have I been over all these years? Geez, give me some credit. You're the man I love; you're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. Lance is just spending the night so we can leave together really early. It's not like he's in our room," I muttered.
Gold grumbled. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. Just don't forget I'm your first," Gold muttered, sounding so childish.
I chuckled. "Well, on most things."
"Like what haven't I been your first in?"
I raised an eyebrow. "My first kiss." Arceus, I felt like a girl even discussing this. Lance probably thought I'd gotten lost upstairs. I struggled to pull on my jeans with one hand.
"Wait… then who took it?"
He was going to go ballistic. "Lance," I uttered, hoping he wouldn't hear.
"WHAT?!"
"Gold! Got to go! Bye!"
I hung up. I was going to regret that later. I didn't have any feelings for anyone else, though. Gold was being stupid worrying that I did. I finished getting dressed while the thoughts danced around in my head. Gold called me again, but I ignored it. I'd call him tonight and discuss things with him—maybe.
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AN: Oh man. Cold, Silver! Gold probably needs to cool off a bit. His fault for assuming, I guess.
