Getting more into the fluff... atleast, I thought so. ;3 Also, some Wally x May and Wally x Brendan.
The brunette shifted in her sleep, the sheets beneath her making an audible sound. She wore a huge grin on her face, and her cheeks were painted pink. She was having a dream… a very good dream, indeed.
May and Brendan were walking along the shore of the beach near Petalburg. The sun was just starting to set. The two were holding hands, in nothing but swim suits. Their feet made imprints in the sand beneath their toes with every sets. Brendan stopped in his place, turning to face May, gripping her shoulders, looking deeply into her eyes. May's mouth gaped open, as she stared back into his amber red eyes with curiosity. Slowly, he closed his eyes, leaning in to press a kiss against her lips.
But… unfortunately, this good dream didn't last long.
As Brendan with drew, with a satisfied smile planted on his face, the two were suddenly ambushed! Atleast four young men in a red and black uniform grabbed them, cornering them, demanding they hand over their pokemon, if they don't want to be harmed. May refused, and Brendan tried pushing them away, guarding May, until one of the men took out a knife and-
May's eyes snapped open, and she practically flew upright, breathing heavily, her skin coated in a light layer of sweat, her eyes wide with shock. "Boo."
"Ah!" May yelled, throwing her hands into the air. She looked over to the side of her bed in alarm, to see Brendan sitting there with an amused grin on his face. He was already dressed for the day.
"You idiot!" May huffed, her voice turning bright red from the shock he had caused her. And… remembering that dream, and what happened before the two were ambushed. The brunette yanked on the sides of Brendan's hat, pulling it harshly over her eyes, pushing him aside, quickly getting out of bed.
Brendan laughed, as he stood up. "You looked as if you were having a bad dream-" "And you decided to scare me?!" May interrupted him, her face mixed with horror and shock.
"Oh, I'm sorry. What was your dream about?"
"I… I-" May stopped, thinking about how the dream had gone from sweet, to horrific. She bit her lip nervously, wondering if she should tell him or not. Well… maybe not the first part, at least. "Uh… I dreamt we had gotten jumped… I don't remember most of it." May lied, pathetically. She never was good at lying. And she most definitely always remember what happened in her dreams. And she would tell almost anyone about the dreams she would remember! But when it came to Brendan, she found it hard to… especially with a dream like this one.
Brendan rolled his eyes. "I can tell you're lying."
May didn't respond. "…I don't wanna talk about it." She replied stubbornly.
"Whatever you say." Brendan sighed. "But, May, we're best friends," The male took May's hands in his, rubbing his thumbs against the back side of her hands comfortingly. "So, y'know if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here. Just remember that." He offered a smile, as he looked into May's eyes with compassion.
May was beginning to feel a little déjà vu here… although, she knew the chances of Brendan kissing her was pretty slim. Maybe dreams could be better than reality… The girl looked away, feeling herself flush from the amount of eye contact, mumbling, "Thanks, Brendan." under her breathe.
"Anyways, May, get dressed! We have a big day ahead of us! First, we're gunna get breakfast downstairs, and then we're gunna head for Rustboro City and battle the gym leader! Sound fun?" Brendan asked, nudging May in the side.
May nodded, able to meet his gaze again with a smile. She grabbed her bag, and headed into the bathroom, quickly changing into her outfit she wore yesterday. She didn't really get it dirty yesterday, so she figured it wouldn't be a big deal. She brought a few other outfits, but she preferred wearing her favourite orange shirt and shorts. She'd wash them tonight, at the next pokemon center they'd stop at.
May came out of the bathroom, slinging her bag over her shoulder, joining Brendan, who was patiently leaning against the door frame.
After having a breakfast of bacon and eggs, and healing their pokemon a final time before hitting the road, they were off.
"I wish we had a map…" May complained, as the two walked along the path that would lead to Rustboro. "I don't think we need one. We're perfectly fine, I know my way!" Brendan exclaimed, proudly.
"Oh, you've been there before?" May questioned. Well, she certainly wouldn't be surprised, if he did. His father was professor Birch, so they probably traveled the world together at one time. "I sure have!" Brendan grinned. "Show off…" May grumbled under her breathe. You would think, being the daughter of Norman, the gym leader, you'd get to travel all over the world. But no. Her dad had suggested they go explore Hoenn together at one point, when May was about seven or eight, but her mother had her doubts. And he was still a famous gym leader. He couldn't easily take a day off from being a gym leader. What if trainers wanted to battle? Norman loved his daughter, but work always seemed to come first. May hated that.
"Uh…" May gripped Brendan's shoulder, as she noted the endless series of trees and grass before her. A forest. "What?" Brendan questioned, glancing over to his friend, who seemed to be growing cold feet. Again. May nervously glanced around at her surroundings, biting her lip.
"Are you sure this is the way to Rustboro…? You don't think we're lost, do you?"
Brendan glanced behind him, Petalburg just barely in view anymore. "Well, if we were there moments before, we certainly couldn't be lost…" Brendan mumbled under his breathe, mentally face palming. "Do you want a piggy back ride?" The male offered sarcastically, stretching out a hand in front of May to take, if she accepted.
"Oh, I'd love that." May laughed.
"…You serious?" Brendan's eyes widened.
"Nah. Not unless you want to carry me." May winked, leaning against him.
Brendan pulled away hesitantly. And there it was again! It looked as if he were blushing! He only cocked his head to the side, silently telling May to follow after him. The forest was rather peaceful. Sun filtered in through the gaps in the trees, a gentle breeze rolling by occasionally. Pokemon were chasing others, and some were being confronted by trainers. Trainers were battling each other, trying to catch pokemon, or playing games with their friends. May smiled at the sight, feeling confident once again. Maybe it was just that dream that was getting to her, causing her to get cold feet moments ago.
The two walked in silence, until Brendan felt the need to bring up the conversation of Rustboro once again. "By the way… have you already forgotten? We went to school in Rustboro. And we had to walk. So, obviously I know my way there. Do you still not know…?" His voice seemed rather cold, though his eyes told a different story.
"…No…. I didn't forget…." May denied. Brendan chuckled, turning away from her. Behind his back, May slapped her forehead, feeling dumber than ever. How could she forget something like that?
May opened her mouth to try and fill in the awkward silence between the two, when suddenly, there was a air splitting scream. May's head snapped up in horror. "W-what do you think that was?" The brunette asked, clinging to Brendan's arm in fear.
"I dunno, but we better go find out!" Brendan said with determination in his eyes, as he struggled out of May's grip, instead gripping her hand, lacing his fingers in between hers, running in the direction of the scream. May was filled with horror, and yet, she couldn't help but admire how Brendan always seemed to put others before himself. The two could have gotten out of there, stayed out of trouble, but instead, he was willing to go find, and help the owner of that air splitting scream.
The two turned a corner, to see a young boy, around the same age as Brendan and May, cowering on the ground, a Poochyena standing over him, a young man in a red and black uniform standing above the pokemon and boy, with a fierce look on his face, his pupils dilated. "Give me it! Hand over those papers!" He snarled.
'Wait a minute…" May thought, as she looked over the man. He looked just like the people who ambushed her in that dream! Wait… could this be one of the people her father warned her about?
The boy squeezed his eyes shut, as if it would make the man dissapear. In his arms, were the papers, which he hugged tightly to his chest. "N-No! L-Leave me alone… I-I need t-to deliver these papers to m-my uncle!" He begged with mercy.
"Hey!" Brendan yelled, stepping into the scene. The man in uniform looked up, his eyes containing pure crazy. "Who are you?" He yelled. The pooch yen's attention snapped to Brendan, snarling at him, causing the boy on the ground to flinch, and hug the papers closer to his chest.
"I'm Brendan, and if you're going to pick a fight with this guy, then you're picking a fight with me!"
That caught the grunt's attention. He turned away from the young boy, his attention fully on Brendan, now. While he had the chance, the green haired male got to his feet, running over to the protection of May, cowering behind her. He shook violently behind her, as he wrapped his arms around her wait, burrying his head into the arch of her shoulder in fear. He had messy green hair, and was rather pale. His breath was heavy, and he wore a loose plain white shirt with green pants and shoes. May turned to face him, wrapping her arms around him, stroking his back, in attempts to comfort him. "Hey, it's okay, now. don't be afraid… I'm May, by the way." May smiled gently. "W-Wally. I'm Wally." He said, squeezing her tighter.
"So, then I suppose you're picking a fight, huh? Well, bring it on! I'll show no mercy, not even to a kid. C'mon, Poochyena!" The grunt barked, and the pokemon put on a feirce face, standing in a defensive position.
"If that's the way you wanna play…" Brendan mumbled, and pulled a poke ball from his belt, tossing it up in the air. A mudkip popped out, letting out it's battle cry, as it glared at it's foe with intimidating eyes. "Mudkip, use tackle!" Brendan commanded before the grunt had time to give an order. The mudkip charged towards Poochyena, slamming into the pokemon, causing it to flinch. It didn't seem very affective… This might not be so good.
"Ha! That's the best you've got? Poochyena, use take down!" The grunt commanded. With a snarl, the dog pokemon slammed into mudkip, causing it to practically go flying to the side. However, the Poochyena flinched, it's hind leg giving out. Obviously he didn't know take down could cause the pokemon to be hit by recoil, if used. To bad the Poochyena was still up, though. And mudkip was already weak from just that one attack.
"Get up, mudkip!" Brendan commanded. The fish pokemon stumbled, getting to it's feet, letting out a weak cry, but got back into an attack position. "Now, use water gun!" The pokemon did just that, spraying a mouthfull at the dog pokemon. This time, it did do damage. Quite a bit.
Meanwhile, Wally flinched, covering his ears from the noises being made, trying to burry himself deeper into May, as if it would make the noises stop. And May's attempts at comforting him weren't working. "You aren't use to this, are you…" May mumbled. Wally shook his head violently. "No, I'm not!" May glanced around, seeing that the grunt and Brendan were still battling it out. "C'mon, let's go hide…" May mumbled, and pulled him aside, into a near by bush. The noises were still there, but not as feirce.
Wally was breathing heavily. May raised a brow. Come to think about it, he was still awfully pale, and he seemed rather thin for his age. To thin, almost. And the way he was breathing… it was like he had just ran a marathon. "Hey, are you alright…?" May asked. Wally shook his head, as he put a hand to his chest. "No… Can't breathe…" He said in between breathes. May quickly reached into her bag, pulling out a bottle of water, handing it to him.
Wally glanced at her, silently asking if it was alright. "It's okay, you clearly need it." She nodded, insisting he do. The boy unscrewed the cap, and put the bottle to his lips, chugging it down. "Thanks…" Wally said, handing the bottle back to the brunette. "I'm sorry for being such a burden to you. If I wasn't so sick and frail, we wouldn't be in this situation right now, would we?" He laughed hoarsely. His breathing was still heavy, but it didn't sound like his lungs were being torn apart. Which May supposed was good, but it still made her uncomfortable.
She only nodded, not knowing what to say. "So, what are you doing out here…?" She asked.
"I-I had to deliver some papers to my uncle in Rustboro…. When that guy, uh, he called himself a magma grunt or something… I-I don't really know… h-he attacked me, and yeah…" Wally explained, occasionally stuttering and tripping over his words.
"H-hey… can I lean against you…?" Wally wondered aloud. May shrugged. "Why not?"
"So… is that a yes?"
May nodded, and with a long sigh, Wally rested his head against May's shoulder. He seemed to calm down a lot more. "You said your name was May, right? Can we be friends?" Wally asked, looking up to her with innocent eyes.
May smiled. "Sure!" "Thanks… since I'm so sickly, I don't have a lot of friends." Wally laughed nervously. Before May could open her mouth to reply, Brendan stepped in front of the pair, wearing a huge grin.
Wally looked up to him, his pale cheeks growing as red as a cherry. Carefully, he stood up, walking over to Brendan. As did May. "Didja beat him, Brendan?" May asked. Brendan laughed. "Yup! He put up a good fight for a while, but I sent him running for his money! He won't be bothering anyone anymore, if he knows what's good for him." Brendan glanced at the blushing Wally, as he said this.
"Y-your name is Brendan….? I'm Wally… thank you for saving me…" Wally said in a horse voice, just barely audible, before pulling Brendan into a tight hug. Brendan laughed nervously, as Wally hugged him longer than he had expected. Awkwardly, he patted Wally's back in return, which only caused Wally to hug him tighter.
May's left eye twitched. Wally may have been thanking Brendan, but at that moment, she felt so jealous! She wanted to hug Brendan tightly like that! And the way Wally was blushing… wait, did he have a crush on Brendan, too?