Silver's viewpoint this time.

Also has a cuss word or two in this chapter.


My name's Silver.

Fourteen years old and a pokedex holder.

I've been though a lot in those fourteen years.

And yet despite my attitude I've got many 'friends'.

I reunited with the girl I was kidnapped and ran away with when I was younger, Blue, who also happened to be a dex holder.

And therefore my senior.

However, I don't really care for these 'friends.'

I would have still preferred to stay alone.

Working with and under Lance.

Unfortunately things did not go as planned. Lance disappeared.

And I was petrified along with my seniors.

Just spiffy, right?

It was only recently I was restored back to life. Now that the problems in the Battle Frontier are over, I've wandered away from the group.

Eventually I was found by Gold, who considers himself as my bestfriend, and vice versa.

Stupid, but ever since he found me he dragged me back to the mansion where all the pokedex holders were staying.

After an awkward dare, thanks to the girls

(one of the many reasons why I prefer operating alone)

I kissed him.

Oh, dear flying Hoppips.

I wasn't even sure at the time why I did that, but somewhere in my mind I thought I did that just to shut him up.

The confusion was cleared up during day one of our train ride back to Johto.

I've 'fallen' for Gold.

Not in the way he or others would think though.

Not at all.

I like him in the way that no matter what I do, his love for me is so strong he'd put up with anything.

Anything.

And vice versa.

As for now...


I'm faking my anger and confusion at the moment, just to confuse him.

I know he loves me more than I like him, so he'd do anything for me.

Anything sounds tempting.

My feelings are probably just playing with my mind anyway.

I've never really and truely been in love.

"Silver, answer me damn it!" Gold was saying.

I 'ignored' him.

"Stop sulking already."

He was asking whether he should let Ruby groom his Pokémon since he heard it makes them more friendly.

"If you think it's necessary, go for it." I replied. "Don't keep asking me."

This is actually starting to get on my nerves.

It's so annoying.

Ridiculous.

I can only stand naive people for so long.

"But you're my best friend, Silver." Gold grins.

Saying 'best friends' with this weird tone.

I wavered behind my facade.

It was probably his grin that got me in the first place.

That got my heart all fluttery.

That got my mind playing tricks on me.

Time to change my plans, I'm rapidly losing concentration.

It's best to end this now.

"Who said we were friends?" I yelled at him, glaring.

"Listen Gold, we were never friends, only temperary companions in our own journeys."

Gold backs into a wall, all signs of laughter and jokes gone.

There was a look of fear, maybe some confusion in his eyes too.

Just as planned.

I closed in and slammed my hand onto the wall, directly above his shoulder.

"I know you like me. I know you think I like you too. I don't."

I leaned closer and whispered into his ear.

"It would be fun playing with you though."

Gold's quivering now, and this drives me to tease with him more.

To play with him more.

To see what would happen.

Just as I was about to move, his hand shot out and grabbed my right wrist.

"Wh-what?" I stammered.

I'm unsure on how to react to this sudden change.

Somehow, the situation has just reversed.

This does not sound good.

"Just joking." I said quickly, trying to pry my hand from his hold.

His grip is strong.

I must've miscalculated his strength.

I don't usually do that.

Great, now my calculations are messed too.

"Uh, can you let me go now?" I tried asking.

Gold's expression obviously said no.

"We're not finished yet." his voice was harsh and sharp.

I flinched slightly.

"You weren't kidding Silver, don't take me for a fool."

I can't make a sound.

I can't deny anything.

"If we're gonna 'play', we are going to play."

I see a glint behind his eyes, and suddenly chills run down my spine.

I feel a prick of tears spring to my own eyes from fear.

From the feeling of helplessness.

Well, shit.

To be continued.