Hello! And yeah, totally did not expect to not get internet at where I'm at for the holidays. Sorry for the delay but I hope you all had a good time and not fuck up for the new year!

Thank you!

October 9, 2015- Finished.
January 1, 2018- Edited.

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The 9th Triennial Pokémon League Tournament was underway and quite frankly, it was boring to watch Red simply power through trainers without any strategy to make it interesting. I guess I'm so used to blood pumping battles that happened recently that I forgot that this was the normal way to battle.

I can even tell the Red seemed a bit disappointed in his last battle despite his excitement on being the winner of his block. He's definitely spoiled from the battles with Team Rocket and everyone at home.

Red's memma dragged me to Block C champion room within the stadium as an hour intermission was in process to give both the winning trainers and spectators a break to their business for bathrooms or food. The block winners had two slots for their special guests on their applications who were given access to their rooms and front row seats to the finals of the battles.

"Rayne! Mom! You made it!" Red bounced to us as we made our way into the room.

"Of course sweety! We wouldn't miss it for the world!" The excited chatter between the two was interrupted by a giggle by the door.

"'Grats on your last win." I said smiling.

"Yeah but I wish he put up more of a fight." Red sighed.

"Just shows how awesome we are!" Pika sparked his cheeks.

"This is so cute!" Blue pranced in. "I just came by to say congrats on your win!"

"Thanks! Though, how'd you get in?" Red asked.

Blue pointed. "Look on the line ups." She said simply and surprise reflected in our expressions as we saw Blue's picture on the Block A slot.

"You're competing too? But the badges..." I trailed off as she showed me her badge case. There were three I was familiar with, Boulder, Cascade, and Rainbow, but the rest were completely different from the ones I know. I guess there's more gyms around than I thought there were.

"And I didn't steal them either, but that's a given since I did win my block." She held up one of the badges.

"Green won too..." I looked up to see Green's picture fill up the Block D slot and then quickly a Mr. O in the Block B slot.

"What a weird guy." Blue muttered. "And I'm fighting him too."

I could feel my disbelief build when they all seemed to be oblivious that Mr. O is Professor Oak. Sure we've never seen him without his lab coat but that face and its shape isn't hard to recognize...

"It seems everyone is here." I hear Green by the door way. "Though I'm still disappointed that one of us still isn't competing."

"I told you Green..." He really needs to get over that. There was a five pokémon minimum limit and I don't have the badges to enter with, why is he so sore about this.

"Whatever, but Red? Did you know that all Champions so far came from Pallet town?" He smirked but didn't wait for an answer as he walked away. "I'll see you at the battlefield."

Blue stomped her foot. "How rude! You should watch out for me too! I'm from Pallet as well so get ready for the fight of your life!"

It was like a spark ignite in Red as excitement course through him. Green was always the rival he was trying to beat even though they never had an official battle yet and Blue was a trickster that kept him on his toes. I guess this tournament won't be as dull as it is after all.

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Blue's battle with Mr. O, Professor Oak, was one-sided and not in her favour. She did try to turn it around, but with her fear of birds and Spearow knowing Mirror Move, there wasn't much she could do.

It was revealed to the whole stadium that Professor Oak was Mr. O, of course, and also revealed that Blue did steal Squirtle from him with picture proof and this was a punishment for her for stealing from him.

I felt really bad for her when she started to cry about how it wasn't fair that she wasn't able to start a journey with us because some bird pokémon decided to kidnap her. To be able to get a Pokédex and go travel with pokémon throughout the region and share what we discovered.

But it was a happy end when the professor gave her the Pokédex and a promise for her not to steal again. It was sweet to where several people cried, I didn't, I was just glad to know Blue will be fine.

"Attention please!" The building resounded as the speakers around the stadium started to announce. "The first semi-finalist has withdrawn from the tournament, which mean the second semi-final match is now the final match!"

Red and I were alone as his mom was out for a snack and drinks when the announcement was made. It seems that Professor Oak had no intention to fight in the first place other than to confront Blue.

"It seems like you and Green will have that epic final battle after all." I mused and Red gave a half hearted laugh. I looked up in slight concern at the reaction thinking he'd be more excited than that.

His face was slightly flushed and avoided eye contact with me by looking the other way. He looked really nervous but he said something before I could. "I really- I." He seemed to get frustrated they way he let out that breath and just hugged me suddenly. "Thanks for sticking with me to all the way 'till now. From the first time we met, through Team Rocket, and up to now, I really can't see myself getting here without you."

I gripped his shirt lightly and felt my own face heating up. "Honestly Red, you've done so much for me to where I can't see myself being this happy. I've told you before, I've never realized how heavy my grief was until I've actually let go of it. I left behind so many burdens and I've never felt so confident in doing stuff I've never thought I would be doing if it weren't for you. I should be the one saying all that."

"But I really mean it though." Red pulled away now a little less flush. "I've never met someone who was willing to stay around me for so long. I know I'm reckless, bull-headed, and careless when it comes to more delicate things, people don't like that but it's just the way I do things. It wasn't until in Cerulean that I realized how much of a good friend you are to put up with my antics and how glad I was when you said yes to come with me on this journey." He then started to scratch his head. "So thanks."

I never realized how similar Red and I were. His loneliness and my grief, the experiences that kept disappointment and the pain at bay. How we took a gamble on each other knowing the losses but never realizing how much we gained when it all paid off.

Honestly. This was not the time to get sentimental.

"Go win your match, Red."

But then again, I couldn't say anything when I used my Pokédex to record battles when I should've been worrying about my life.

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The front row seats were not on the spectator's benches but actual seats on the battlefield with a clear glass that separated us that was supposedly strong enough to withstand any attack.

"Is this really safe?" I know how powerful these attacks can get and glass isn't very reassuring, I'd rather physically dodge the attacks.

Professor Oak laughed at my concerns. "Of course it is or else the League would've lost a lot of money in law suits by now and it's highly unlikely the battle will steer over here in a stadium this large. It's been a while since the last time I was here, and it was on the other side of the glass too." He told us how he was a Champion too once upon a time, but how long ago that was is lost to me.

"This is so exciting!" Red's memma had her camera out. "I can't believe he's here in just a year of his adventure!"

The professor nodded. "Two eleven year olds doing what many people more than twice there age wish to do. It's a spectacle and whoever wins will be remembered as the youngest Champion in League history. Actually, this whole tournament will be remembered since three eleven year olds and I myself were the finalists." He laughed proudly. "So who do you think is going to win?"

The question was directed to me. "Not really sure. I've never battled Green before to tell, I just hope they won't go overboard." When Red and I battle, the land tends to reshape like when Aero and Pidgeot had their last mock battle to practice Aero's Steel Wing.

"In this battle? Absolutely not! It'll definitely be a battle to remember."

Everyone quieted when the two trainers came out at the announcers prompting. The tense air between the two were exciting and my hands gripped my cane as the two trainer in the battlefield waited for the referee's signal.

"Six-on-six, no substitutions. The moment you recall your pokémon they're out!" He raised both his flags and brought them down quickly. "Begin!"

"Saur!"

"Charizard!"

'What a match up! Can this already be the deciding factor of this battle?' The announcer exclaimed.

"You thought I'd send out a water type? Well too bad! Flamethrower!"

"Don't underestimate me Green! Saur!"

I watched as Saur released a Sweet Scent and a Razor Leaf at the same time. It was a tactic he used against Vulpix when she used her own Flamethrower. The Sweet Scent is very attractive on the nose and it's something you can't help but breathe in. Couple it with a Razor Leaf to help spread the smell, you got a pokémon that's choking on their own move.

Charizard did choked up on his own flame and coughed out smoke.

"Saur, bring him in quickly with Vine Whip!"

"Use Fire Punch when he does!" Green snapped out of his dazed state after seeing his Charizard choke on his own fire. The wasn't something you see everyday.

"Solarbeam!" Saur doesn't know Hyperbeam yet, but the giant dinosaur plant knows to always charge up in the sun when it can and this was an open roof stadium.

The blast of energy blasted the Charizard away point blank, but with his typing, the damage wasn't as extensive as it could be. He got up a little humiliated but was still standing.

'Amazing folks! It's not been five minutes and this battle is already heated! The clever strategy from Trainer Red has worn down that Charizard nearly immediately to ensure his Venusaur's place in the battle!'

"That was incredible to see a move like Sweet Scent to be used like that!" Professor Oak leaned forward. "And to make up for Venusaur's lack of speed, he brought the enemy to him!"

I nodded. "Yeah, most of the pokémon Saur battles with are faster than him, especially fire types, so this is one way they came up with against that."

"Fly! Gain some distance and use Flamethrower!"

"Saur, Substitute and Dig!"

The professor nodded again. "Yes, I can definitely see this battle go to Red's favour if he plays this right."

"Oh, with Pidgeot to practice with, he definitely has to play it right." I said to him. "Red's too prideful to have Saur lose to Charizard after all that training." Including the time at home.

"Vine Whip!" I wince seeing Charizard get dragged into the ground when he got too close, it wasn't a clean landing either.

"Get off the ground quickly and aim in that hole!"

"Leech Seed!"

We all watched as rooty vines grow onto the fire-flying type as he took flight again and Saur dug out of the ground launching a Razor Leaf aggressively channeling Red's excitement.

I ignored everything else that what going on and increased my focus more on the battle. The one thing I realized after our encounter with the Team Rocket Boss is that a trainer is much more involved in the battle itself besides commanding and the responsibility of training and caring for the team.

I never seen or been into a situation where my whole entirety had to run and dodge while battling against another trainer besides Red and Giovanni. Red explained to me that battles get like that between more experienced and powerful trainers.

I think Red was surprised at my lack of disapproval, the only thoughts that were running through my head at the time was that, if need be, I can fight with my team. I never participated in battles back at home and the only thing that brought pride in some battles is when everything Pidgeot and I worked on back then flourished on the field. Pidgeot's victories in battles felt like a huge accomplishment for me because I helped out in his training.

I was excited at the notion and paid attention with how Red and Green battled it out with their pokémon.

Charizard fell under the weight of Saur's superior training against flying types. Crashing into the ground multiple times hurts and adding that Tackle when he was close enough knocked him out. The fire dragon did get in a good Fire Blast though.

"My little Red's so grown up now! I'm so proud!" The mother beside us cheered.

"But now that Green knows what's up, he'll be more wary than before." The professor said.

I shrugged. "It's just to let Green know to take him more seriously. Red loves the thrill of battles and he's showing Green that no matter the odds, he can fight them." Though not in situations like Team Rocket.

Laughter ensues again. "Red's really grown up but so has Green. I was worried for my grandson when he wouldn't take in other's advice or help, but he seemed to relax a lot after meeting you two. He even ranted at me when I didn't tell him you were a boy during his journey!"

"Why didn't you?" You could've save the embarrassment for me too.

"I thought Green needed a lesson on not to judge things so quickly." He replied. "He can be so obtuse with interacting with others and I needed something to catch him off guard so that he learns that not all people are as they seem."

I frowned. "What in the world did you think of me the first time then?"

"An unfortunate kid that got dragged into another's mess." He snorted out. "And after that, I thought you were a trainer with a high affinity with pokémon."

We settled down and continued to watch the match.

Saur was taken down by Green's next pokémon Machamp and Poli took down Machamp with it being faster than it.

Green's third pokémon Golduck came out and took Poli out in one move with Psychic evening the playing grounds.

"You're really good Red. You've gotten really good, but can you pull through?"

Red just smirked. "Can you?" He threw Aero's pokéball and the dinosaur roared out in excitement.

"Golduck's a water type remember? Hydro Pump!"

"Double Team!" The pressurized water move went through an after image. "Now Earthquake!"

"Psychic to stop it!" Green shouted quickly.

"Supersonic!"

Sound based attacks are the bane to psychic users, Old Zam confirmed. Many can train their minds to focus sharply that way those attacks won't bother them, but not many know or bother to do it.

Golduck gripped his head in pain and confusion as Aero flew in and knocked it out with a Steel Wing at Red's command sending the water type into the wall behind it.

"The first to knock out three pokémon is Trainer Red! There will be a ten minute break."

"Ah! There's the other thing I forget to ask. That move Steel Wing, both Red and Green said that you introduced that move to them along with Iron Tail. I've never seen or heard anything like it, can you explain it to me?"

I nodded. "Those are moves that are practically required to learn back at home if they can. They type it as steel type moves because it hits cleaner and defends better than rock types. They use the moves as blades or blunt weapons depending on the situation or limbs and the way to learn it is to toughen up the limb through training and the pokémon's naturally energy will give it the a steel-like hardness, like the move Harden. Once the limb shines out a metallic sheen, all there's left is to refine it."

"How fascinating. Is there strengths and weaknesses to this steel typing?" He looked at me with curious eyes.

"Like all metals it's naturally weak to fire and ground moves seemed to hit it hard too as it does to rock types, fighting types can easily hurt them too. Rock and Ice types are weak to it, that's why the flying types at home prize it so much and why Pidgeot favours it all the time."

He nodded in excitement. "Yes, and this discovery is definitely a big one. It could change the whole pokémon world! Battling, research, and everything related to pokémon in general! You should bring forth a research paper for the new typing. It's obvious that with the moves being introduce in such a high end event, people are going to talk and there is an interview that's required from the Champion and there is no doubt that the question for it will come up."

I paled at that. "But I didn't discovered it! The pokémon I've lived with has been using those moves for decades and more. I can't take the credit!"

He chuckled at me. "Rayne, there's a difference between pokémon and humans discovering new things and that difference is actually the problem, which is communication." He looked at me seriously. "I understand that your ability to speak with pokémon has made you connect with them on a level same as I can make with you, but you also need to understand that other humans cannot do the same. We simply can't no matter how much we try and the only thing we can settle for is the friendships we form with them.

"We'll speak of this later Rayne. The reason why I brought this up is because whether it would be Green or Red, they will give credit where credit's due and I'm just warning you now so you could be prepared later." He waved me off.

"I won't be ready." I can handle being in a crowd now but I can't handle that crowd watching me without a distraction.

Professor Oak laughed. "Like I said, we'll talk later, I can help you since it's the least I can do for helping me with the Pokédex."

"But the others have been too..."

"You're so modest Rayne. Between all of you, you've been the one that's actually using the Pokédex for what it's built for the most. It's a research tool, and sure capturing pokémon and sending it to me helps a lot but there are limitations that just sending me the subject out of its environment. It's like telling me to study a Magikarp without a tank to put it in." He said.

I dug myself into my hands and knees. Anxiety course through me just thinking about the attention that would come to me if it's revealed. It shouldn't be a big deal, but if the professor said so, then it will be since he's talking out of experience.

"Don't think about it too much! We all will help you through it especially Red. Now enough talk, the match is going to start again." The excitement from the only woman here made me push back the impending problem to the back of my mind.

I looked up to see Red waving our way and I smiled at him waving back. I shouldn't be worrying about those things now when Red's fighting for his dream right now.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final match is now underway. On Trainer Red's side, his Aerodactyl is still active, so which pokémon will Trainer Green send out?" The announcer said.

"Let's make this interesting! I should be thanking you and Rayne for teaching my pokémon those moves. It's definitely been useful in many occasions. Pidgeot!" His Pidgeot was smaller than my friend, but it's intimidating look in its eye tells that it's no pushover. "Steel Wing!"

"Steel Wing!"

And like locking blades, the two wings clashed and the resounding sound of metal striking metal was prominent throughout the stadium. Green's Pidgeot had more skill using Steel Wing but Aero was stronger, bigger, and a fast learner when battling my own flying type.

"End the lock and use Ancient Power!" Red command swiftly and rocks hovered through Aero's power and hurled the damaged ground at the bird.

"Pidgeot, keep using Steel Wing to destroy those rocks!"

'I've never seen a move where a flying type could wield their wings like swords and strong enough to bat away and destroy boulders! This match up between flying types is astounding!'

"Quick Attack with Steel Wing!"

"Defend yourself!" Aero's wing's and tail shined silver and prepared for the hit that came the next moment. The Pidgeot hit from behind but the tail was hardened doing nearly nothing. "Hyperbeam!"

"Mirror Move!"

Those events happened within seconds and Aero was knocked out by his own Hyperbeam after being dodged and mimicked at point blank range. The crowd cheered excitedly at the fight never seeing a battle between flying types so intense. Most of the time, trainers had their flying types to retreat and prolong the battle unnecessarily and usually end up circling each other until the other made a mistake.

"What a battle. It really must be a boon for flying types because I've never seen their wings to be used in such a way, especially for bird pokémon seeing as their wings would be the most vulnerable and the most valuable of their body in a battle like this." The professor observed.

I nodded. "Yeah, but it would actually take pokémon longer to fight to this level. Besides from the occasional Wing Attack, it's extremely awkward for them to fight in close combat for a period of time like this, unlike where Aero's wing shape can let it move with more ease." I watch as Red sent out Gyara. "I'm really surprised that Green's been able to train Pidgeot to this level, but I guess with a fighting type on his team, practicing would be easy to get."

And another quick trade off ensued as Pidgeot fell to Gyara's massive size with a quick Iron Tail and a Hydro Pump follow up but Green's Porygon also made quick work of the Atrocious Pokémon with a Thunderbolt.

Red's next pokémon was Snor much to the old professor's surprise. "Interesting choice" He rubbed his chin. "Who do you think will win at this point now Rayne?"

I looked over to see Porygon use Conversion much to Red's dismay but Snor quickly used an Ice Punch when his Mega Punch went through it.

"If Red is able to defeat Porygon with Snor or weakened it to where Pika can take it out in one hit, then he'll win. Green's style is a little rigid from what I can see while Red's more flexible and unpredictable at times. Pika's trained to be fast and unpredictable too because of his body shape and nature, so whatever Green sends out, Pika should out pace it easily." Because the little Thunder happy speed demon is just like that.

He didn't say anything as the battle between Snor and Green's Porygon were still duking it out. Conversion versus whatever elemental punch Snor uses. It was like a game of rock, paper, scissors; If Snor predicts wrong, Pory would fire a Tri-Attack and if Porygon converts into the wrong type, it gets hit.

There was a time where Green tried to break the pattern with Psychic, but apparently Snor knows Amnesia and Screech of all things. Red told me a few days ago while training that the big sleepy pokémon already knew them. Convenient much?

"Earthquake then Headbutt!" The charade went on long enough, and with this close range after Porygon lost his balance, Green was down to his last pokémon.

"Scyther!"

"Snor, return." The giant pokémon took a lot of damage despite its large stamina. "Pika!"

Professor Oak blinked in surprise. "I'm surprise Green didn't bring one of his rock types like Golem."

"It's probably the team that brought down Team Rocket, along with the fact that it's the team he's most familiar with. Charizard told me once that Green regularly rotates his team, but when we were at Silph Co., it looked like he was still using the the same pokémon from when Red's and Green's pokémon accidentally got switched. I think Green's a little more sentimental than we all thought." I smiled at them.

The professor laughed heartily hearing that as the end result went out in a blaze of Thunder and the crowd went wild cheering.

And in the flurry of it all, I found myself lost in the crowd. The Champion, runner-up, and second runner-up, which was Blue since Professor Oak dropping out means that he's out from the entire tournament, were awarded in a grandiose way and even the interview was grander because it was exciting to see it was three eleven year olds that took all three places and also the same preteens that took down Team Rocket.

"But I heard that there were four of you that went in and destroyed the Team Rocket HQ in Silph Co., can you expand on it and tell us why he or she didn't enter the tournament?" A reporter asked.

I was standing at the back of the room paling at the inevitable. I've long lost Red's memma and Professor Oak, but I could see that the three being interviewed spotted me the moment I entered. The room was full of VIP only, only allowing people with passes like I have and personnel from the media and the League, so looking for the shortest person wearing a purple cloak isn't hard to do when you have the whole view of the room.

"Rayne's not the type of person to enter in these kinds of things." Red answered. "He has strong pokémon definitely, but it wasn't his goal to enter in the tournament." He sighed.

Blue giggled looking cute for the camera. "And he's awfully shy when it comes to this stuff." She subtly leered over to me.

"Plus he only has four pokémon and wasn't concern in collecting all eight badges anyways." Green added. "If he did though, I don't think Red here would've won."

Everybody blinked and I paled. They were doing this on purpose! This is their way at getting back at me for not entering isn't it? And I'm not really the one battling! My pokémon fight independently from me most of the time!

"Only four pokémon? And you're confident that your friend would've beaten the new Champion?"

"I'm sure you've seen the footage of the giant Pidgeot going head to head with that monstrous fusion of the legendary birds long enough for us three to blast it apart." Green leaned back. "That Pidgeot is one of Rayne's strongest."

Excited chatter erupted along with scribbles on notepads. I heard their gossip oh how it was speculated that the Pidgeot was Green's but the obvious size difference made it impossible debunking that rumour.

"There's also that new move Steel Wing you both used in your battle. The move Iron Tail also had similar characteristics but Steel Wing looks as if it could revolutionize the way flying types can be used in battle." The report asked looking at his notepad. "Can you please tell us on how you two came upon it and how it's done? It's amazing to see your Pidgeot destroy boulders that would break its wings instead." The last part was said with stifled enthusiasm.

"You'll have to speak with Rayne for the technical stuff on Steel Wing and Iron Tail since he's the one that taught our pokémon." Red shrugged.

"Your friend Rayne seemed to impact you both greatly." A woman reporter mused.

Blue, who was doing her nails spoke out. "Of course! Rayne may not be up here, but in terms of skill and battling, even I can tell he's someone to watch out for. Just because he's nice doesn't mean he's a pushover."

My face burned as the interview moved on, but I stayed for the sake of my friends. The short part of the two hour long session stayed with me because no matter how embarrassing it was to hear and knowing it was going to be on television, I was happy that they thought of me like that.

I may not know Green or Blue as well as I know Red, but they've been an important part of this journey that I've taken by just being there. How they slipped in and easily took a place within me, I think I would've been sad to know that they didn't see me like I see them.

The interview was long done and I was simply wandering the long curved walls now. There were still a lingering crowd, but not as suffocating and dizzying as before and I just passed them by without a second thought. I ambled by a long set of windows showing the battlefield that Red and Green just used. The sun was setting and I just stopped and stared as a thought occurred to me.

What am I going to do now?

I didn't want to go back home and do whatever I did before I went on this journey. Wanderlust bubbled at the thought of the safe life within home walls. It seems I've been spoiled too, the danger and excitement along with the joys that traveling has brought me to absolutely love adventuring. And with Red going to be busy doing whatever Champions do, I need to find something to do since I can't be with him all the time.

I sighed as that brings me back to my original question. What am I going to do?

"Rayne!" I perked and looked over to Red who was jogging up the hallways with everyone else walking behind him. Whispers started around us and I gripped the hilt of my cane with both my hands. "So this is where you were."

I smiled awkwardly. "Yeah, the crowd swept me away after your interview so I pressed myself on a wall and waited for the crowds to go away." I relaxed. "Congratulations by the way, after everything we've been through, you definitely deserved it." Red blushed at my response. He's doing that a lot recently.

Professor Oak clapped drawing our attention. "We can celebrate Red's Championship at home but there's still one thing I would like to do." He walked up to me with hands behind his back. "Would you like to be my field assistant?"

"What?" Echoes of my response were made by the others as the professor looked amused.

"You'd do what you usually do only I would be telling you where to go and help me with my research. I haven't had any since traversing can get dangerous with the wild pokémon around and training their own can be time consuming and borrowing can be just as much as a hassle." The professor rambled.

I put my hand up stopping him. "Wait, don't people usually need qualifications to be whatever you just said. I'm not exactly the person with those kinds of stuff." Because of my up-bringing, but I can't say that with other people around.

He waved me off. "What do you think the Pokédex is for? And you're qualified enough after you've answered my questions back in the field. Observation, communication, and a thorough explanation of the topic was enough to convince me along with the fact that your Pokédex entries would've been enough. Think of it as a surprise interview job for yourself."

"You people are unbelievable." My disbelieving look made them laugh, I even got a snort from Green.

"So?" The old professor looked at me expectantly.

It's not like I'll be away from home all the time, and I think Professor Oak would be ecstatic to actually see my home, plus I did want something to do.

"I accept."

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It's a few months since Red's been made Champion and we're both at my home just hanging out in the courtyard, or Red's just 'taking a break' from his challengers.

"Do people not take me seriously? Why do they think that they could beat me if they're so weak?!" Red whined. "You'd think that the having the Champion title would give me some credibility to my skills."

"Give it time Red, you are the youngest Champion to date along with the fact that the final rounds were between two eleven year olds. No matter how spectacular the battle was, it's just your appearance, like with me." I scowled down at myself.

I had to have a wardrobe change when I accepted the field assistant job. I wore a gray dress shirt and brown work pants with a lab coat like Professor Oak. It really was all about appearances, but I'm just glad I'll be able to keep my cane.

"You'd think with you and Green showcasing Steel Wing and Iron Tail along with Professor Oak's backing that people would take me seriously. This is why I absolutely dreaded the moment when the professor told me that this would happen. Scientists and researchers can be surprisingly close-minded when a 'child' is talking." I grew up with learning on why and how the move works. If I was the one that 'invented' it or whatever, then I would be the one most knowledgeable of it.

Red laughed. "Yeah, and hearing that makes me glad I only need to power my way through weak trainers. You sounded like you were going to strangle the man on the talk show."

I've went to the Johto region to accompany the professor to the talk shows he does regularly or when he can. He told me that exposure is a good way for people to notice and take me seriously since my 'invention' of steel type moves also seemed to bring controversy that there are pokémon with steel typing. The more snobbish people in the research community wanted to put it under the fighting type category and get it over with, but thankfully other researchers are willing study to prove or disprove if there was a steel type and which pokémon needs to be retyped if there is.

With more and more pokémon that kept getting discovered throughout the years, it was natural for people to get excited and consider my 'proposal'. It was overwhelming to say the least, and the reason why the general populace is more accepting of the new typing is because of my ability to 'dumb down' explanations to them, as Professor Oak says. Communication between me and the people really is important.

"No I didn't, the professor patted me on the back for keeping my cool." I huffed out.

"I've known you long enough that yes, yes you did." Red grinned stupidly. "For all the smiles and patience you have, I had to learn to how to tell if you're really happy or not. With all the things that's going on now, it seems you've learned really fast to deal with stuff like you play with cards. You just flash a smile taking people off guard like you do at the Game Corner." He rubbed his head. "I really am glad my problems aren't as delicate as yours."

I laughed. "And I'm glad I don't have to deal with it on a daily basis like you do. I would just hole myself here all the time if I had to deal with people seeking me out like that."

Even though our lives changed drastically because of our new found positions, it's nice to know that we're still leaning against each other as we change ourselves. I'm happy we're able to talk about our problems and still have time to train, battle, and hangout like this in our busy schedules.

We love and take our jobs seriously, but this is nice too.

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Hope you enjoyed and please review!

End of RGB Arc, next is the Yellow Arc.