Rivals

By: kawaii-Cherimu130

A/N: Just to let you know, I went back and changed Anne to Kamon, so I hope that helps. I based the charaters off of my G/S/C versions, so that's where the name Anne came from.

You might be wondering why in the world I named my male arrival Anne. To tell the truth, I have no idea. I named him Anne, not really knowing that that was a girl's name (I was 3 at the time), so the name kinda stuck. Sorry! Anyway, on with chappy 3.

The soft breeze gently blew across Kamon's face as he walked through the shady forest. Leaves of green and brown fell from the tall trees and onto the ground. There was a crunchy sound everytime Kamon walked over a pile of leaves, which Kamon paid no attention to.

He didn't care. The only thing he cared about was himself. That was why he was so paranoid. Crystal's battle, along with her words, really touched him. Kamon didn't know why, but all he knew, was that she was right. After a few hours of fighting his self conscience, Kamon finally saw that Crystal had been right all along.

In his hand was Feralitgater's red and white pokeball, his hand grasped firmly on it. Kamon didn't notice the pokeball, either. All he noticed was his thoughts, the only thing he was concentrating on.

I do care for my Pokemon, don't I? A leaf fell past his face as his thoughts jumbled around in his head. Maybe I should just ask them. Kamon stopped, the sound of a leaf crunching underneath his foot. His gaze drifted down towards Feraligater's pokeball. Holding it up, Kamon threw it. The pokeball hurled through the air, but opened.

In a flash of red energy, Feraligater stood there, his muscles tense. The blue croc's eyes scanned the area for an opponet, the only thing he ever came out for.

Kamon had let him out only when there was a battle to be fought, but as he looked, Feraligater saw that there was none. Confused, Feraligater looked at Kamon with a puzzled expression plastered on his face.

"You're not gonna fight," Kamon told Feraligater. "I need to ask you a question." Feraligater gave his trainer an odd look. This wasn't like Kamon at all. Something was wrong.

"Am I a bad trainer?" Kamon asked. Feraligater grunted, saying nothing more than that. Kamon bit his lip. "Answer me." He ordered. Feraligater looked down at the ground. If he said yes, then would Kamon get mad like he always did? But, lying was worse, wasn't it? Feraligater didn't want to upset his trainer. You never wanted to upset Kamon because he had such a short temper. But by lying to him, you could get in worse trouble than usual, right?

"Ferali." Feraligater replied, shaking his head slowly. The blue crocodile figured his owner would just smirk at his response as usual, but instead he didn't. Kamon bit his lip harder, his eyes looking down at his shoes. "Oh," he muttered sliently.

There was an uneasy slience as Kamon raised the pokeball up into the air, returning Feraligater back inside the tiny ball. Slowly, Kamon lowered Feraligater's pokeball down to his side, his face looking down at the ground. "I guess I am..." his voice trailed off quietly.

Surprisingly, there was a feeling about Feraligater's response. A feeling that kept nagging at his very heart, his soul. "Why?" Kamon yelled as he stared up at the treetops. There was an opening, and the sunshine glowed brightly through that opening. Only it wasn't glowing where Kamon was standing.

"Why is this happening to me?" he cried again, kicking a grey pebble with his sneaker. "Why do I feel this way! Am I suppose to feel this!" Kamon bent down and picked up a stick. Tossing it in a plie of bushes, he shouted, "Why am I so...so upset!"

A gaint lump appeared in his throat, making it hard to breathe. It felt as if someone had actually shoved a frog down his throat. "Why?" Kamon screamed as he feel to the ground.

He placed his knees up against his chest, and wrapped his arms around his knees. Burying his head in his knees, tears began streaming down his cheeks. His nose felt clogged up as well, and tiny teardrops fell on his clothes and dripped on the ground. "Why?" he screamed through muffled cries. "Why..."

A/N: Kamon's emotions will be explained in the further chapter, k? I'm planning something, so please don't mind the quick and emotional break-down he's having. It'll be explained.