It took a little longer than I would have preferred to get back to writing this story, but I finally finished. The Tournament arc is now at hand and I've been debating how I want to do it. Naturally, I can't write every fight because then the story would go on forever. Instead, I plan to focus more on some of the specifics with overviews on others. Of course, there are a few matches that we have to see because they are just naturally better than others. Some trainers are strong, some are weak and it will be up to luck for our two main characters not to keep fighting the skilled opponents. (Heh, luck.) Will Mikoto be able to place first, or will she fall to an opponent at the beginning? Find out during this arc because it's not Pokémon without a tournament once in a while.
SilentXD7: I considered both. Touma, as you have seen, has two Pokémon with potential to mega evolve. Not sure how to introduce rings yet, but as they have been shown to work outside the Alola region, it should be doable. I also researched the synchronization and primal evolutions in case a situation arises.
vietnamese guy: Temporary dragon… glad you caught that. Absol does fit them both, but I'm kind of leaning toward Touma, obviously. Maybe they can both have one and face off. Yes, the Elite Four are obviously God's Right Seat.
WiliamZ0: Never! Touma is not worthy of legendries. He will show others you don't need those kinds of Pokémon to win. Bonds are much more important. Remember, Touma Kamijou translates into Purifies God and Slays Demons. At some point, he will face off against Giratina. Probably. Mikoto and Misaki are also high class girls, so their arguments won't get physical, hopefully. Misaki will lose that fight. Komoe always is ready to help her students. Quagsire was mostly because Touma needed a Pokémon immune to electricity, and it kind of fit. Pokémon learn a lot from their trainers, so it's only natural. Rumors are going to cause Touma a lot of problems. If you couldn't tell, this story will pair Kamikoto. It's in the summary. Charmeleon was Touma's first Pokémon, so naturally, it's the leader.
Jhallan: Hydreigon kind of fits someone else.
iZuikaku: I suppose that's possible.
Scarletrailgun: They did practice their teamwork, so they shouldn't do that bad.
Formboy1: That story may get elaborated at some point. The Tournament will be fun, just have to finalize the main teams. I can see Shinx and Lucario being good rivals for sure. Lucario will kind of go with the flow while Shinx gets stronger in the process. Touma only needs a mega stone to evolve Lucario. Really should have Tropius and Rampardos fight, though Tropius has the type advantage. I think I will definitely do an early growth spurt Worst. Tokiwadai might be able to get a hole of a z-ring or megastone. Mikoto's performance could be a factor in that decision. Rumors tend to get out of hand really quick, so it was only natural when someone saw her with Touma. As a young girl, she's not experienced with love, so it takes some time to sort out her feelings. I was thinking of Youngster Joey with his top percentage Rattata.
hardestMetapod: Battle-bond, mega primal Charizard with a z-move, obviously. Touma couldn't settle with anything less.
G119: Your wish shall be granted.
Guest: Nah, there is one girl who Mimikyu is perfect for. Last Order gets Pichu. I could see Worst getting an Alolan Raichu.
Agent Nine: Well, it does have weaknesses, as Fighting and Steel don't cover everything. There is no doubt it is strong though.
Tyrant-Fool: Nah, the thing with crossovers is sometimes you have to cut certain events out. Maybe temporary memory loss is in order at some point. It would be interesting to see Mikoto and Misaki trying to explain everything to him.
FrodoFighter: Almost couldn't post the chapter until you commented. It's hard to not go overboard on misfortune since Touma doesn't have the Imagine Breaker, but I still want him to have bad luck. There has to be a lot of rules involves for Touma to set forth onto the holy ground. Since Mikoto is the main view, Touma doesn't get a lot of scenes by himself. Hmm, I should add more Misaki and Touma scenes. Never underestimate rumor mills in a school of only girls. With Touma involved, it's a hen in a foxhouse. Maybe Touma did promise to marry Misaki and forgot. Touching was included in those rules, because of the nature of the school. They tried dig before and someone used earthquake to get them out. Mikoto is working out her feelings, but the tsun is strong. Accidents happen on water fields when a Pokémon misses with surf or water gun, better to be prepared. You didn't mention their pokeballs were taped up tightly. Riolu evolves with friendship and Touma had that. It just needed to battle and get some XP to level. I feel you really enjoy adorable Pokémon. Yes, ojou-samas do not understand what trials really mean. Quagsire likes to be touched, maybe. When Magnemite evolves, Rampardos will have a harder time bouncing it like a ball. Misaki likes cute things, so her Pokémon shall be named cute things. Your comments to the small clips of conversations never cease to amuse me. Yes, Lucario ships Kamikoto.
Disclaimer: I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index or Pokémon. I wish I did so I could retire rich.
"…so then," Ruiko explained and waved her hands over dramatically. "The Skiddo got spooked because of the Flamethrower and started rushing directly at Uiharu." She giggled. "Probably because grass-types feel safe around her."
"Saten-san!" Kazari protested indignantly. "It's not funny. If I hadn't dived out of the way, I could have been seriously hurt!"
"What happened next?" Mikoto and Kuroko asked interestedly.
"Well," Ruiko continued, an amused grin plastered to her face. "Oddish decided Uiharu needed protection, so it suddenly released Stun Spore into the air. The Skiddo was paralyzed, but then a Pokémon must have used Gust, because wind suddenly blew the Stun Spore all over the field. Nearly the entire class got hit by it, myself included." Mikoto and Kuroko had to stifle their laughter.
"Everyone was twitching on the ground," Kazari added, her face flushing.
"Seems like it was just a series of unfortunate coincidences," Kuroko pointed out.
"I think she planned it," Ruiko said and held up a hand next to her mouth in a fake attempt to whisper.
"Why is that?" Mikoto asked.
"Because right afterwards, Oddish evolved into Gloom."
"T-that was pure coincidence," Kazari protested.
"I wonder if paralyzing all those Pokémon gave it experience somehow," Kuroko said thoughtfully. "Battling isn't the only way for Pokémon to gain levels."
"Maybe today had all the right conditions for Pokémon to evolve," Mikoto suggested with a shrug. "You remember me telling you Kamijou had to visit our school as part of the mentorship program?" Kuroko's face darkened at this, but she didn't immediately blurt out anything, which Mikoto was grateful for. It took a little while to explain to Kuroko that Mikoto was not engaged to him and marriage was not going to be involved anytime in the near future, even if Mikoto saw herself in a white wedding dress briefly.
"We were planning to ask you about how that went," Kazari said with a nod.
"I half expected Shirai-san to have complained about him already," Ruiko pointed out.
"He can't try any funny business with the teachers around," Kuroko huffed.
"He didn't try anything," Mikoto emphasized again. "He acted perfectly fine to everyone, though some of the other girls were a little… enthusiastic about meeting him." She paused for a moment before continuing. "He did get roped into battling Kongou-san, you two have met her before."
"Yes," Kazari confirmed and clapped her hands. "She had that really cute, Seviper."
"I think we need to discuss what constitutes as cute," Ruiko sighed and face palmed. Kuroko nodded and Mikoto secretly agreed. Ruiko looked up and addressed Mikoto. "I bet he won, right?"
"It was close at first," Mikoto confessed. "But He and Riolu had a lot more real battle experience then Kongou-san did. After Riolu won, it actually involved into Lucario."
"Nice," Ruiko said with a thumbs up.
"Wow," Kazari gasped. "Lucario is really rare and I heard it's really powerful too. Fighting and Steel-type combinations are unusual."
"He definitely impressed my class," Mikoto replied dryly. Seriously, his first impression couldn't have been any more impressive. It was completely different when he first met me.
"Humph." Kuroko crossed her arms with a sour look on her face. "They don't know the real ape."
Neither do you, apparently. "How has your new Pokémon been?" Mikoto asked her friends, ignoring Kuroko's attitude.
"Unown's great," Ruiko answered immediately. "My teacher was in shock when he first saw it."
"How did you tell him you caught it?" Kuroko asked curiously, her attention being taken away from Touma.
"The truth," Ruiko said proudly and then grinned sheepishly. "Well… part of it. I told him about our trip to those ruins and that I caught it there. What?! It is the truth!" She defended herself when the other three girls stared at her.
"Can't argue with that," Mikoto finally admitted and then turned to Kazari. "What about that Tropius? Have you had time to bond with it?"
"A little," Kazari admitted. "It's pretty energetic, but there is a small problem…"
"What is it?" Mikoto asked and Ruiko started snickering loudly, while trying to cover her mouth. Kazari just diverted eye contact.
"I feel like we are missing out on the joke, onee-sama," Kuroko pointed out.
"The problem is pretty hilarious," Ruiko said between laughs.
"What are you-…?" Mikoto started to ask when her question was answered. A flash of red light appeared from one of the pokeballs hanging on Kazari's hip. A moment later, Tropuis emerged from the light, towering over the four girls. It was lucky they were walking outside. If they had been in a restaurant or dorm room, things would have been cramped. Mikoto and Kuroko jumped back in surprise at its sudden appearance. Ruiko scooted out of the way and giggled. She knew what was going on. So Tropius is like Rampardos? It likes to burst out of its pokeball. If that had been all, Mikoto wouldn't have considered it to be a big deal. Sure, a large Pokémon suddenly emerging could cause a little panic for people unfortunate to be nearby, but it happens. Most people were used to it. They weren't used to what happened next.
Tropuis bent its head down and started furiously licking Kazari's hair and headband.
"My head is not food!" Kazari cried and tried desperately to push Tropius off her. She wasn't a very large girl in the first place, so it was all in vain. Her friends were too busy laughing to help her.
"And this… keeps happening…," Ruiko tried to explain, as she too was laughing.
"Is she still using fruit scented shampoo?" Kuroko asked, finally straightening up.
"No!" Kazari cried. "I use non-scented now!"
"You know, Saten-san," Mikoto commented, once she was absolutely sure Tropius wasn't going to hurt Kazari in anyway. "I think you may be onto something about Uiharu-san being a grass-type attractor."
"I know, right?"
"Not funny!" Kazari declared.
"Send him in."
The door to an office opened up and a young man staggered in. He looked like an ordinary teenager with unruly blonde hair. Even his clothes were ordinary, consisting of a simple brown sweatshirt with jeans. He looked terrified as the door behind him slammed shut. His eyes fell on the desk separating him and the person in the office. The high back chair was facing away from him, so he couldn't see who was sitting in it. That didn't matter, as he knew who was there.
"So," a female voice said and the chair slowly swiveled around. "Shiage Hamazura, do you know why I called you here?" A very attractive, endowed, young woman named Shizuri Mugino was sitting there. She had soft tea-colored hair with a tall and slender figure, easily discernible even with her sitting down. Her stylish clothing made her look like a model. She was currently wearing a bright short sleeved coat with a belt and checkered pattern ascot or cravat. Yellow stockings and a sweater were worn underneath. Shiage knew better then to take her for some dainty princess. One glance into her eyes was enough to cause his blood to freeze. A Pokémon was curled up in her lap, while Shizuri was gently stroking its fur.
The Pokémon's name was Furret and it was a tan creature that bore a strong resemblance to a ferret. Its most notable feature was its long skinny body, which was used for slipping through small openings. There were two brown lines on each cheek and it had cream-tipped ears. Four medium-sized brown rings decorated its tail to the middle of its torso and smaller brown rings were on each of its forepaws. Its hind paws are cream-colored instead, but all four had pink paw pads. People thought Shizuri kept it because it was soft and cuddly, but Shiage knew the real reason. That Furret acted as Shizuri spy for their organization. It like to rat out the people who were slacking and Shiage had been caught more than once.
"Er…no?" Shiage answered. There were several reasons he could think of, but he didn't want to give her any more ammo against him.
"Idiot!" Shizuri barked and Shiage flinched. "I know you're slow, but we let you join our team because you wanted a chance to make something of yourself."
More like I needed money and your group is composed of attractive girls, Shiage thought. And you didn't give me much choice. You only wanted a gopher. Though, perks aren't bad. Seeing several attractive girls around him constantly wasn't too bad. "So this is because I couldn't catch anything worthwhile?"
"So you did know," Shizuri said and her eyes narrowed. "Yes, you haven't contributed anything to the organization since you arrived, besides manual labor." She rubbed her temple. "Do you even understand what we do?"
"We capture valuable Pokémon for wealthy clients," Shiage stated. "While also providing security for Academy City so they overlook our less… scrupulous actions."
"And we do whatever it takes to get the requests," Shizuri stated firmly. "Catching wild ones is fine and won't draw attention, but sometimes it takes acquiring them from other trainers. If you can't even handle some wild ones, what makes you think you will be of use later on?"
"It doesn't help my Pokémon are weak compared to what you want me to catch!" Shiage protested. "How do you expect me to catch anything with what I have?"
"I gave you a rare Pokémon to help out," Shizuri pointed out with a sadistic smirk.
"You gave me a Magikarp! Literally the weakest Pokémon in existence!"
"Ah, but it's a different color, so it is valuable."
"You probably gave it to me because no one wanted it!"
"Shut up!" Shiage's mouth slammed shut. "Listen, we are holding back on our activities until the next tournament dies down. We are using it to see what valuable Pokémon the trainers have and if they are on our list of desirables." She flicked a piece of paper at him. "Should you see any of these, mark down who owns them or where you found it."
"Is this all of them?" Shiage asked nervously glancing down. Holy crap. These are either rare or really powerful. I have two freaking Pokémon.
"We recently got a request," Shizuri continued with a nod. "It's a little suspicious, as they have really worked on hiding their identity, but they are paying a lot for multiple Eevees or any of their evolved forms." She glanced over to the corner of a room where another one of her Pokémon was standing up after its nap. "If you suggest I sell Flareon, you will be in for a world of hurt." Hearing its name, Flareon turned its head and yawned.
Flareon, like the other Eevee evolutions, was a mammalian, quadruped Pokémon covered in short, reddish-orange fur. It had long ears, dark eyes, and a small black nose. There were three small toes and a yellow paw pad on each foot. Fluffy yellow fur formed a small tuft on its head, as well as its bushy tail and a mane around its chest and neck. At Shizuri's words, Flareon turned to Shiage and glared indignantly at him.
"I wasn't going to!" Shiage protested. He knew Shizuri treasured her powerful Pokémon. She wouldn't give them up without a fight.
"Anyways," Shizuri continued, enjoying making fun of Shiage. "Frenda and Kinuhata are participating in the tournament. It's giving them extra credit for the school days they missed doing jobs you failed at." Shiage scowled and Shizuri took the opportunity to enjoy putting him down again. "Your job, is simply to look around and find any trainers who may have Pokémon we desire. During these kinds of events, idiots are always showing off their Pokémon. It should be easy, even for you. We will hunt down the trainers at more opportune times."
"So all I have to do is find them," Shiage repeated. "I can do that."
"You better," Shizuri told him. "As incentive…" She turned to Flareon. "Give him a taste of what will happen if he fails." Flareon nodded and started to walk forward, its fur bristling.
"Flareon!" It opened its mouth and a glow began to appear.
"Ahh!" Shiage screamed and bolted for the door. He just managed to throw it open and dive through it, when a jet of flame sailed right over his head. He bolted down the hallway with Flareon chasing him.
"Never ceases to amuse me," Shizuri commented mildly. "It almost makes up for his failures." Her eyes narrowed. "Almost." She scratched the Furret behind its ears. "Frodo, time to wake up. I have a job for you." Furret opened its eyes and raised its head. Shizuri took out a collar with a small camera on it. "Follow Hamazura and make sure he does his job. Take as many pictures as you can to back up everything he does. Think you are up for it?"
"Fur!" Furret nodded and let Shizuri attach the collar. Once that was done, Furret jumped off her lap and dashed down a vent shaft on the ground. Shizuri wasn't the least bit concerned. Furret's body was designed to squeeze into incredibly tight places. In the wild, it would make its den underground and the opening was so small, almost no predators could get in. Furret may not have been the most destructive Pokémon in Shizuri's arsenal, but gathering information could be just as valuable as brute strength.
Mikoto could hardly sleep last night due to nervousness and excitement.
It was the day of the tournament and Mikoto even woke up early to double check she had everything. Usually, she was the one to sleep in and Kuroko would be up. Today, she was up before her roommate.
"Excited?" Kuroko asked sarcastically, as she sat up in her bed.
"You know it," Mikoto replied gleefully. "It's my first real tournament. I don't count our class ones." She grinned and grabbed her pokeballs. "Let's go. I want to get there early. There's going to be an exhibition match and we need to get good seats."
"True," Kuroko agreed. "And save seats for Saten-san and Uiharu." The two of them took off once they finished their morning rituals and took the bus to the stadium. Due to the numbers of applicants, the tournament was divided into several stadiums for the actual matches. The one they were heading to now was the main stadium in Academy City, where only the 8 finalist teams will compete tomorrow. There was supposed to be two famous trainers starting off the tournament. It was also the location where the teams would sign in. If they did not, they would be dropped and unable to participate. The crowd was already forming when they arrived.
"Want to go find us some seats?" Mikoto asked Kuroko. "I have to go sign in over there." She pointed to a different line.
"Okay," Kuroko agreed. "Message me when you are finish so I can give you the location."
"Got it," Mikoto said and waved goodbye. She got in line and waited. Time passed so slowly for her and she kept finding herself glancing around the crowd looking for her partner. There's still time, but I can't shake the feeling he's going to be late. About ten minutes later, she reached the desk. "Hello, I'm here to sign in. Can I do that if my teammate isn't here?"
"Yes," the receptionist informed her. "Can I please have your student ID?" Mikoto handed it over and the woman typed on her computer and printed out a piece of paper. "Here you go. It's just a refresher on the rules of the tournament. You and your teammate need to sign the bottom after reading it, along with a team name. Anything is acceptable, but please keep it appropriate."
"I understand, thank you." Being part of Tokiwadai, she was expected to have a certain degree of mannerisms. Sometime like an inappropriate team name would never have crossed her mind. She found a free table, read the rules over quickly to make sure nothing had changed, and signed her name along with listing Pikachu as her Pokémon. Once she finished, her eyes fell onto the ever increasing crowd size. A few faces caught her eye. Touma's friends, Motoharu and Pierce were chatting in line, while Seiri was talking with a girl who had long, straight, black hair. Mikoto vaguely remembered her name was Aisa Himegami from the time she visited Touma's class. It was kind of unusual to see someone in a miko outfit, but religion was integrated in the rest of the world, so it wasn't unheard of. Mikoto walked up to Seiri, as she didn't have anything better to do. "Hello, Fukiyose-san. Have you seen Kamijou-san today?"
"Is he not here yet?" Seiri asked and then rubbed her forehead. "Seriously?! That slacker needs to stop goofing off. Tsuchimikado said he left before we did."
"I saw him leave," Motoharu confirmed. "He mentioned he wanted to leave early because of his luck."
"Luck?" Mikoto asked. "I heard him mention it a few times, but I never got a clear explanation."
"It's just his way of trying to get out of doing his work," Seiri snapped at Motoharu. "If we buy it, we are just giving him a free pass to slide through life without taking responsibility for himself."
"Nonsense," Pierce said and waved his hand. "You haven't seen his luck in action. Pokémon act weird around him, doors mysteriously unlock allowing him to walk in on people changing, and banana peels appear out of thin air." He made a fist. "But dang it Kami-yan! How do you still manage to get all the attention of every girl?!"
"Yeah!" Motoharu agree and raised his hand in the air in a show of comradery.
"You two idiots are causing a scene!" Seiri declared and punched them both with an impressive one-two combo. "You two slackers aren't much better. Ninety percent of sensei's remedial classes have at least two of you."
I think you caused just as big of a scene, Mikoto thought, aware of all the heads turning to them. However, something was preventing her from interfering, like this event was supposed to happen. Still, she was about to open her mouth to protest the treatment of those two, when one of them opened their mouth and Mikoto realized why her feeling had been correct.
"Careful, Fukiyose-sensei," Pierce called from the ground. "The amount of concern you have for us could lead to some misunderstandings." He winked at her. "So, which one of us do you like?" Seiri cracked her knuckles and Mikoto turned away to face Aisa.
"Is what they said true about Kamijou-san?" she asked. "Does he really go after all the girls?" he really doesn't seem like the person to do that, but he did run straight at me when we first met. Aisa shrugged.
"A lot of girls do surround him," Aisa admitted. "But I have never seen him actually trying to get a girl to notice him. He usually helps someone out and then leaves." Her face darkened slightly. "His life is kind of like a galge and he's oblivious to the feelings of those around him." Mikoto pretended not to hear that and her mind turned to the other important information.
Why does it bother me other girls hang out with him? Mikoto thought in a combination of irritation and nervousness. It's like when Shokuhou-san was getting all clingy with him. That idiot needs to stop being so passive and act more like the guy who stood up to the Ursaring. "Thanks for letting me know. Guess I'll try to reach him and make sure he's coming to the right place." She wave goodbye to the others and left, before pulling out her phone. She tried to call him, but his phone went straight to voicemail. Great, he probably lost it or forgot to charge it. She sighed and put it away with a scowl. Seriously, if he forgets, Pikachu is going to electrocute him every chance we get.
Time continued to pass slowly and the crowd for registration was thinning out. She did see Misaki and a couple other girls from their school, but Mikoto made sure to avoid them spotting her. She glanced up at the clock and saw there was only five minutes left for registration and Touma was still nowhere to be found. Mikoto mentally yelled at him, still able to keep her public demeanor up for the people around her. Fine, people who are late don't get to have input in our team name. Mikoto wrote it down along with Chameleon next to where Touma was supposed to sign. You better be here! I can't sign your name!
At last, with less than one minute to spare, she saw the familiar spiky black hair of Touma.
"Hey, Misaka!" he called out and rushed over to her. "Sorry I'm la-…"
"Talk later!" Mikoto ordered. "Sign this now!" She thrust the paper and pencil into his hand. Touma blinked once in confusion, but managed to sign his name. Before he started reading what he actually signed, Mikoto ripped the paper out of his hand and flew back to the receptionist desk. "Sorry it took so long. My teammate was running late."
"That's not a problem," the receptionist assured her. "We usually give a few minutes leeway anyways."
"Oh," Mikoto said, slightly dumbfounded. "Thanks anyway." Her face flushed in embarrassment and she quickly walked away back to Touma. "What kept you?" she demanded.
"Nothing really," Touma said sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head, which indicated he was lying. "Just a small misunderstanding." Now that the rush was over, Mikoto noticed he was soaked.
"What happened to you?" she asked and then grinned. "Did you fall into another river?"
"No!" he answered indignantly. "I bumped into someone accidently and they got upset and had their Pokémon blast me with a Hydro Pump."
"That explains the wet clothes," Mikoto mumbled. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Touma waved his hand dismissively. "Happens more often than you would think." He grinned at her. "Why? Were you perhaps worried about me?"
"W-what?!" Mikoto stammered and looked away. She crossed her arms in irritation "T-there's no way I would! I only needed you to show up and be at peak performance so we can win this tournament."
"Of course," Touma said with a sigh. Mikoto felt a little bad for what she said. "We came this far, so let's give it our all. We can't let that training go to waste."
"Definitely," Mikoto agreed. "If you slack off, I won't forgive you." She grinned mischievously. "And neither will Pikachu."
"I get it! I get it!" Touma raised his hands up defensively. "I promise to give it my all."
"You better." They eventually parted ways, after Mikoto reminded Touma to turn his phone on. His friends were in one section, while Kuroko and the others were in another. Mikoto walked down the hallways at a brisk pace, aware the empty corridors implied the festivities were about to start. She rounded a corner and immediately collided with someone. "Ow!" Mikoto said from the ground. "I'm so sorry!" she immediately apologized.
"It's fine," the person she had hit replied. Mikoto blinked and saw a guy around Touma's age, maybe slightly older holding out a hand to help her up. He had shoulder-length dirty blond hair and was smiling at her kindly. His outfit consisted of a dark maroon colored suit with a white collared shirt, both unbuttoned, revealing a red v-neck under them. Being bigger than Mikoto, he had not fallen. "I should be asking you that."
"Sorry," Mikoto said again. "I'm running late and trying to catch up with my friends before the exhibition match."
"Heh," the guy laughed. "I was on my way too. Don't let me keep you. It's sure to turn out to be a good match."
"Right," Mikoto agreed and her eyes flicked to a Pokémon standing next to the guy. It was a quadruped, mammalian Pokémon with slender legs and dainty paws. Fine, Lilac fur covered its body. Its ears were large and had purple eyes with white pupils. There were tufts of fur near its eyes, and a small, red gem embedded in its forehead. "Is that an Espeon?" Mikoto asked and pulled out her Pokédex.
"Sure is," the guy replied. "He's one of my Pokémon."
"Espeon, the Sun Pokémon," Mikoto's Pokédex announced. "It uses the fine hairs that cover its body to sense air currents and predict an opponent's movement."
"My Eevee evolved into a Jolteon," Mikoto said. "Kind of accidental, but I'm not complaining." The guy laughed.
"Don't you have to meet your friends?"
"Crap, Kuroko's going to flip!" Mikoto turned and raced down the hallway, only slowing down to give the guy a brief wave farewell. The guy waited until she was gone before the smile on his face disappeared and his eyes narrowed angrily.
"Espeon?" Espeon asked.
"Keeping up the kind persona gets us more fans," the young man replied. "If I really wanted to hurt that brat, there are plenty of better opportunities to do so. For now, I need to focus on our opponent. It's time to take the spotlight from him."
"Where have you been?" Kuroko demanded when Mikoto finally found them. "You missed the introduction to the tournament, but you were almost late for the exhibition match."
"Kamijou was really late and then I bumped into another trainer with a really cool Espeon," Mikoto answered after she sat down.
"That dang Ape," Kuroko growled. "Keeping you waiting!"
"It's fine," Mikoto said and rolled her eyes. It's like she tries to find the faults in him.
"He made it, Shirai-san," Ruiko said. "So it's fine."
"He probably stopped to help someone," Misaki stated and Mikoto jumped slightly in surprise. She hadn't recognized Misaki and her friends had sat down behind them. "And then a misunderstanding occurred." She giggled.
"Misunderstanding?" one of her friends asked.
"Oh, let's just say weird things happen around him that's not really his fault," Misaki replied cryptically.
"Bet it's not as funny as using Uiharu to attract grass-types," Ruiko interjected.
"Saten-san!" Kazari protested. "You promised you wouldn't keep bringing that up!"
"It's too funny not to."
"So," Kuroko said to Mikoto. "I heard the world champion himself is participating in the exhibition match." Mikoto coughed at this unexpected piece of information.
"Why would he be participating?" Mikoto asked. Luckily, Kuroko took her rise in volume as excitement, rather than frustration.
"I guess someone plans to challenge him for the title at some point," Kuroko answered. "This is only supposed to be a warmup, but the other guy is a really popular up and coming trainer. He probably wants to use this to test out the champ's skill."
"I can't believe he's actually here," Mikoto sighed, and her hand clenched into a fist automatically. Kuroko raised an eyebrow at her.
"Are you actually interested in him?" Kuroko asked surprised.
"W-wha-…?!" Mikoto could barely splutter in outrage. Accelerator was the biggest jerk she knew.
"While his skill is definitely impressive," Kuroko continued. "It's rumored his attitude is rather bad." She suddenly grabbed Mikoto's arm. "But even so, we all know I'm the only person to by your side." Mikoto sighed, grabbed Kuroko's cheek, and pulled. "Onneeeee-saaammmaaa!" Kuroko whined.
"So violent, Misaka-san," Misaki commented. "It's a wonder how Touma-kun can put up with your rambunctiousness." Mikoto really wanted to insult her back, but managed to keep her composure. Instead, she leaned forward to talk to Ruiko and Kazari.
"How long until the battle?" she asked them.
"Should be any second," Kazari answered and pointed. "Look, the announcer is stepping up on the platform.
"Finally," Ruiko cheered. "We were waiting forever so we could get these great seats." Mikoto silent agreed the seats were great. They weren't the first row in the stands, but they were only three rows up.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" The announcer's voice boomed across the stadium. "Thank you for waiting. I am proud to welcome you to the exhibition match between two of the world's greatest trainers, hosted by Academy City. Is everyone ready to begin?" The booming cheer more than answered his question, even Mikoto and her friends got caught up in the excitement. "Then without further ado, let us welcome the World Champion, undisputed Number One Trainer, the Undefeated… ACCELERATOR!"
The sound nearly deafened Mikoto as the crowd began to cheer and chant the champion's name.
Accelerator swaggered nonchalantly into the stadium from the entrance to the left. The clothes he was wearing still had the black and white theme Mikoto remember seeing, but were a lot nicer looking, meaning he had dressed for the occasion. He wore a collared v-striped shirt consisting of a repeating black, white, and then grey pattern. Over it, he wore a long white coat with tan Epaulette on the shoulders. His hands were covered in skin tight, white gloves. He barely seemed to acknowledge the cheers as he moved toward the announcer.
Arrogant as usual, Mikoto thought and scowled. Her friends didn't notice, as they were too busy cheering with the crowd.
"And his opponent!" the announcer continued. "Is a famous trainer who has been making his way to the top of leagues all around the world. His achievements have been racking up and he will soon have an official match with the World Champ. However, he has graciously accepted this exhibition match to start off the tournament. Let's give a rousing welcome to the challenger, TEITOKU KAKINE!"
The stadium burst into applause and cheering, but it was a lot more subdued. He had his fans, but it was obvious Accelerator had more.
"It's him!" Mikoto gasped, when Teitoku walked out from the right side of the stadium. Unlike Accelerator, he waved and smiled at the crowd.
"Who?" Kuroko asked. Ruiko must have head, because she leaned closer to listen.
"The guy I met with the Espeon," Mikoto explained.
"Ooo," Ruiko gasped. "Do you think you can introduce me and I can get an autograph? I actually bought Accelerator's online, but I wouldn't mind his."
"He probably would," Mikoto conceded. "But I kind of… crashed into him, so he might not be keen on it…"
"You crashed into him?" Kuroko asked and face palmed. "You need to watch out where you are going."
""It was an accident!" Mikoto protested. "I was in a hurry to find you guys."
"They are going to announce something," Kazari said to the others. Mikoto, Kuroko, and Ruiko turned back toward the stadium. It appeared that Teitoku was getting the honor to go first.
"I like to thank everyone for attending this exhibition match!" Teitoku announced and a couple sections started cheering. "Today, I am about to challenge the strongest trainer acknowledged in our world. Whatever the outcome will be, I know it will be a learning experience for me, and I hope for everyone watching too." Everyone started clapping as Teitoku passed the microphone back to the announcer.
"You would think someone at his level would be a little more conceited," Ruiko commented.
"He sounds like a real gentleman," Kazari replied.
"Uh oh," Ruiko laughed. "Someone's star-struck."
"I'm not," Kazari protested. "It's just a fact."
"What do you think of him?" Kuroko asked Mikoto.
"Well-…" Mikoto started to respond, but she was interrupted by the crowd's cheering again when Accelerator was given the microphone.
"You should all be grateful!" Accelerator declared to the crowd. "As I welcome you all to my stage where I will once against demonstrate why I am the number one!" He held up his free hand and stuck a single finger up into the air. The crowd went wild. "I bet you all are excited to witness my strength first hand." He pointed to Teitoku. "You may be strong where you come from, but I'm about to show you what it's like in the big leagues!' Teitoku only chuckled.
"Some heated words," the announcer said, after taking back the mic. "Who will come out on top? Now, while these two take the field, I'm going to go over the rules of this match for the crowd." Accelerator and Kakine nodded, before making their way toward the opposite sides of the battlefield.
"That… was more like what I expected of the champ," Ruiko admitted.
"How he has so many fans is beyond me," Kuroko groaned.
"He's definitely a jerk," Mikoto agreed, her eyes narrowed. Their seats were close enough to Accelerator's side, he was bound to notice her, especially since his eyes were skimming the crowd. He's looking for someone. Right when Accelerator was about to take his spot, his eyes met her. A flicker of a mocking smirk appeared on his face and then he turned toward his opponent. I hate him so much! He thinks he is so much better than everyone else.
"Both trainers have taken their positions!" The announcer declared. "Let's have the champion have the honor of starting us off!" The crowd erupted into cheers. Accelerator skimmed the crowd one last time before grabbing the purple and white pokeball on his hip. He held it up to the cheers and then tossed it into grass field in front of him. Mikoto knew which Pokemon he would choose, long before the light faded away.
Mewtwo stood tall, its arms crossed.
"And there it is folks!" the announcer yelled out over the audience thundering approval. "The Pokémon the champion is most famous for…. MEWTWO!"
"Awesome!" Ruiko exclaimed and held up her Pokédex. She wasn't the only one. Mikoto saw countless people holding up their own.
"It looks so angry," Kazari commented, with a trace of concern. "Is that normal?"
"Well it is supposed to have a savage heart," Kuroko answered. "But it's a one of a kind Pokémon, so it's not like we can really check to see if there are differences."
"Kakine-san is going to have to go all out," Mikoto added. "Mewtwo is not a joke." Even Kamijou had only been able to tie.
"He doesn't look that worried," Ruiko realized and actually pointed toward Teitoku. Mikoto noticed he did look oddly calm for facing one of the most powerful Pokémon.
"And who will Teitoku Kakine chose to combat Mewtwo?!" asked the announcer rhetorically. Teitoku pulled out a pokeball, tossed it into the air once, caught it, and then threw it into the ring. A flash of red light revealed one of the weirdest Pokémon Mikoto had ever seen.
It had tapering legs with a segmented, vertical, blue stripe on the upper portion. The abdomen was black with vertical lines, while the majority of its skin was reddish-orange. It had four appendages, one blue and one reddish-orange, on each side that appeared to be arms. The arms were moving fluidly into different shapes, and seemed to keep forming a double helix. A blunt protrusion with a single blue stripe was on both sides of its head. It's face was blue with a single purple vertical line splitting it in half. The eyes were white and were set inside black, rectangular eye sockets. In the center of its chest, there was a purple crystal. The Pokémon was floating about a foot off the ground.
"It seems like our challenger has found an equally rare Pokémon," the announcer yelled out excitedly. "The Pokémon from space, Deoxys!" Mikoto glanced over at Kuroko's Pokédex.
"Deoxys, the DNA Pokémon. It emerged from a virus that came from space. It is highly intelligent and wields psychokinetic powers. This Pokémon shoots lasers from the crystalline organ on its chest."
"It's from space!" Ruiko exclaimed. "That is so cool!"
"How did he catch it?" Kuroko asked.
"Probably in the right place at the right time," Mikoto said. "It appeared on earth, so someone had to be near it."
"It caused a ruckus a few years back," Kazari told them and the three turned to look at her. "When it entered orbit, it angered Rayquaza. I don't remember the city name, but it had taken a lot of damage from their fight."
"The dragon that lives in orbit?" Ruiko asked. "That's the one we were warned to evacuate if it ever appeared above a city?"
"Yes."
"Many dragon types are kind of aggressive," Kuroko added. "But I heard it hasn't been seen much since then."
"I am really interested in seeing Deoxys in action," Mikoto said excitedly. "It's a psychic-type like Mewtwo, so it's going to come down to skill and power, no type advantage." Come on, Kakine-san, kick that jerks butt! Mikoto did notice that Accelerator didn't seem to be nervous at all about his opponent. In fact, he seemed amused. Does he think a strong Pokémon won't give him a challenge? Or that Deoxys is weak? Whatever, as long as he loses, I'll be happy.
"Now that both trainers are ready!" the announcer declared. "Let the battle…begin!"
The clash of the titans was underway.
Feel free to leave a review, comment, suggestions, or ideas, I love reading them. If you have a question you wish I ask and would like a quick answer, feel free to message me directly. I try to respond to those within a day or two. Comments, I tend to respond to in the next chapter.
I realized I should mention something. Some trainers give nicknames to their Pokémon. When they do, I usually have a reason for it. It might make scenes with multiple of the same one easier to write, it may fit a character's personality, or maybe I do it to annoy someone specific. Whatever the reason is, I do it. So I don't want to hear tons of questions about it.
On a more depressing note, which I don't really want to leave at the end of the chapter, this story will probably go on hiatus a bit. I just haven't had the desire to write it recently and if I force myself too, it will be crap. I feel kind of bad leaving THIS cliffhanger, but it was the ending point I had planned for this chapter, even if it came a little earlier than previous ones. Some scenes just went faster than I thought they would.
