Silver sighed and turned on the water. He was used to the supple amount of hot water in his crystalline rimmed bathtub (with jets) but the chilly water felt soothing against his red burning face. The strands of water quickly socked his long crimson hair and allowed Silver to clear his mind. A mirror on the back of the shower allowed Silver to see his own reflection. Silver was thin because he hadn't eaten much the past few months. He was very poor, his Pokemon were weak, the majority of his money were quickly snatched from him by trainers who defeated him in battle. But after finally befriending Gold, Silver learned to take the time to train and care for his pokemon. He started winning more. However, he spent an enormous amount of money on Max Potions and Pokéballs, so he was hungry all the time. Silver's pale skin contrasted against his mahogany hair. As a baby, his hair was a bright cherry red, almost pink. As he got older, it darkened to an extent. His hair was the longest it's ever been, falling just below his shoulders. Silver was rather short as well, he was close to turning 15 and he was only 5'1". Gold used to be the same height as him, but now was almost 5'7"...Silver blushed lightly and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Gold is so much more then me, why is he bothering to be friends with me? Why is he being so kind...?" Silver whispered to himself. Silver leaned against the shower wall and tried his best to clear his mind.
Silver finally finished washing up and dried himself with a small yellow towel. He put on some black, athletic shorts and a navy blue t-shirt. A put his hair in a lose ponytail and positioned his red framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. As he walked through the small house he noticed several pictures of a young Gold and his mother hanging on the walls. Silver smiled as he saw a picture of Gold, probably 5 or 6, proudly watering a small berry bush. His wide smile was something that had never changed as he got older.
"Eee! Eee!" Silver jumped up and whirled around, fumbling for his nonexistent poke balls. He then relaxed as he realized that it was just a little pokemon. It had bright purple fur and an innocent face. It's tail resembled a hand.
"I see you've met Aipom." Gold said as he came down the hallway. "You should have seen the look on your face! You were terrified!" Gold chuckled and knelt down to allow the small Pokemon to crawl up and perch himself on his shoulder. "He's our pet. Did you miss me little buddy?" Gold playfully scratched its head and gently set it down. Silver glanced outside the window and saw the sun setting.
"It's getting late." Silver mentioned. "Yeah... You can set your sleeping bag down on the cot that I set up in my room." Silver lightly jogged upstairs and walked into Gold's room. It was small, with blue walls and pokeball wallpaper that was peeling. A mattress that had a large quilt neatly set on it was placed in the corner of the room. His room was covered in Pokemon figurines and toys, neatly set on small pedestals. A wooden drawer was probably filled with clothes, and a lamp with a pokeball lampshade. He had a poster with Trainer Red, the champion of Kanto, taped on his wall. Some posters of various rock and roll bands were randomly set up on the walls around the room.A small bookshelf with a ranged selection of books, from fantasy books to informational Pokemon books, was by the mattress. An enormous map which included every single region with pins marking where he has traveled. Lastly in the corner was a very new and expensive looking computer. It had a PC gaming controller connected to it. It hadn't hit him earlier, but Gold was actually extremely rich. He would have plenty of money to buy nice things. Silver sighed and sat down on the cot in the center of the room. He laid out his sleeping bag and set his luggage under the cot. He laid down spread eagled and glanced at the PC. He realized that underneath the desk that the PC was sitting on were multiple tissue boxes. Several small bottles of lubricant were messily shoved behind the monitor. Silver quickly looked away and felt his face grow hot. As he helplessly tried to to think of something else he began to feel uncomfortably hard. His stiff member begged for attention and Silver without thinking began to stroke it. He began to think of Gold... Gold kissing him, touching him, Gold putting his... Silver came on his hand and in his shorts. "God that was amazing..." He whispered to himself. However, footsteps began to be heard up the stairs...