Raven woke up a few times to find herself carried in someone's arms, but passed out again after registering red eyes. She woke up, again, briefly, feeling herself being laid onto a hard surface covered with a blanket.
After going through waking up and passing out quite a few times, she had a nightmare. In it, she was holding a gun, and the gun pointed at a kneeling someone, who covered his or her short black hair. She couldn't pull the trigger at someone so helpless, and seemingly innocent. The person looked at her, their eyes bleeding. She woke up.
Coming to a sitting position, she looked around. There was a boy with raven black hair - same as her's - with a Pikachu curled up on his chest sitting against the wall, sleeping. It really was an adorable sight.
As though sensing her awakening, the boy looked up drowsily. He saw her staring at him, and Raven looked away, embarrassed. He grinned, and, careful not to wake Pikachu, he stood up.
Walking over to her, he cleared his throat.
He said something indistinct, and cleared his throat again.
"Hello, how are you doing?" he said, his voice growing slightly stronger with every word.
"I - good. Th-thank you for saving me," replied Raven.
"No problem," he said with a smile.
A surge of panic went through her.
"Where is my bag?" she said, her voice rising with panic. Not even money can replace life long partners.
The boy pointed to a corner to her right.
Getting up, she said, "Thank you so much! May I ask your name?"
"Red. Red Isamu."
She froze in the process of opening her bag.
"Red?!" she cried, "THE Pokemon master?!"
The boy frowned for a fraction of a second, then switched to a neutral expression.
"Yes, that's me," he said.
"Er - p - pleasure to meet you," replied Raven.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Raven," she replied without thinking. What did it matter if he knew her name anyway? He'd be dead soon anyway.
Red nodded in reply. It seemed to hurt him to talk.
"So… How are you doing up here?" said Raven, feeling awkward.
He paused, thinking hard.
Finally, he said, "Better here than down there."
"What do you mean?"
"Everyone either wants to beat me, or kill me. It's safer here, although it is a bit depressing," he replied.
Raven was not new to this information, but said, "Oh."
Silence hung in the air. Raven felt awkward, and dug into her bag and made sure everything was there.
Everything was there, including her Pokemon. Their health level showed on their Pokeballs. Every little dash was green. All good.
She zipped up her backpack.
"Do you have everything?" asked Red.
"Yes, i do," replied Raven.
"Good. What were you doing up here anyway?" he asked.
"I am a professor. I came up here to see how my Pokemon reacted to the climate, to see different Pokemon, and to capture some." she lied.
"I see…" replied Red, evidently doubtful.
Noticing this, Raven said, "Something wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing is wrong," said Red.
Raven raised her eyebrow, and Red sighed.
"Fine, I'll tell you. You don't seem the type to be a scientist."
"Oh? Why not?" asked Raven.
"It's just something about you…" he trailed off, staring at her.
There was a pause. They stared at each other, trying to figure the other out.
"What about me? What do you think my ideal job would be?" said Raven, breaking the silence.
Red paused.
"Well, I don't know you enough to say, but definitely not a scientist," he grinned. Raven smiled.
Pikachu woke up. It said something like "Chuu" in a cute way, and then got up and waddled over to them. It sniffed Raven's leg and said "Pika", which probably meant "I approve". It nuzzled against her and Raven kneeled down and pet it. It seemed to be enjoying itself. Raven smiled. Her mother loved Pikachus, and had one of her own. This memory brought tears to her eyes.
Red, noticing her eyes are full of tears, says, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah…" replied Raven.
"You sure? Your eyes are kind of… sweating…" says Red, trying to keep a straight face.
At this, Raven laughs, and Red joins her a heartbeat later.
"Anyway, you might want to stay a bit, your leg got a bit… hurt," says Red.
As he said this, Raven put her weight on her left leg, and felt a sharp pain shooting through it. She looks down.
"Ow, yeah.. Thanks," she replies.
"No problem," says Red, grinning again.
She grimaced at her leg. It was causing her a lot of pain.
Red, seeing her expression, said, "Let's get you back into bed, or you'll damage your leg more."
Once she was in bed, he asked, "Can I get you anything?"
She shook her head in response. Red nodded, said "Good night," and retreated to his corner.
Raven closed her eyes. Briefly she thought, "It's night?" and then blacked out.