"Feraligatr! Use Hydropump!" Mikayla screamed while pointing toward her worn out Pokémon. Feraligatr stepped back and released a powerful stream of water toward the opponent Luxray, causing it to topple over in defeat.
"Luxray is unable to battle! Which means the winner is Mikayla of Azalea Town!" Geez, Mikayla lived at the gym, the referee didn't need to be so formal. But even with a type disadvantage, Mikayla pulled off yet another impressive win. She plopped down on the gym floor and let out a long sigh of relief, followed by a yawn from exhaustion. Volkner stepped forward from the shadows and casually crossed the battlefield to get to his girlfriend.
"I let you win again" he said to her boastfully.
Mikayla stood up as fast and she and got right in Volkner's face.
"Sure you did!" she teased in a flirty tone while poking his chest. "You just can't admit that I'm better than y—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Volkner had picked her up by the waist and slung her over his shoulder like a common sack. He walked forward.
"Volkner, I keep telling you to stop doing this!" Mikayla yelled as she pushed on his back trying to break free while her legs playfully flailed.
Volkner did this frequently to her, often carrying her to some grimy room in the gym where what Volkner called a "romantic embrace" would happen.
"Yeah, making out in a janitorial closet" Mikayla thought. "Real romance."
But this time Volkner managed to carry her up a few flights of stairs to their apartment above the gym, he carried her into their bedroom and gently threw her down on their bed, unmade, due to them sleeping in. Mikayla looked up at Volkner, her heart was pounding and she could feel her face getting hot. She had no idea what was going to happen. Volkner flashed her a devilish smirk and turned away from her, walking toward the bedroom closet. He found an empty suitcase and tossed that onto the bed next to Mikayla, and then started grabbing clothes from the closet to stuff in it.
"Where are you going?" Mikayla interrogated him with crossed arms and a disappointed look on her face.
"Lake Acuity" Volkner said flatly without even looking up from his half-ass folding job.
"You were just there last weekend!" Mikayla sighed, with almost a whiny tone. Volkner recently started going the Lake Acuity almost every weekend; he said the harsh weather conditions were perfect for training. But between running the gym and these weekend training sessions, Mikayla rarely saw much of Volkner anymore. She turned to watch the sunset from the bedroom window. A gentle breeze stirred the trees, causing leaves to break free and glide along the tangerine air.
"I'm coming with you." Mikayla said sternly. What stopped her from going with him before? A vacation would be good for the two of them. Volkner shut his suitcase and looked up at her, his face was blank but a small hint of annoyance danced in his blue eyes.
"You have to watch the gym." He finally said. "And battle the challenging trainers."
"We hardly get challengers on the weekends! And if we do, they can wait a few days!" Mikayla argued. Why was he being so resistant? Volkner picked up his suitcase and left the room, heading to the door. Mikayla quickly got up and followed him, like a lost puppy.
"I have to leave in the morning, I won't be back until Sunday night, I need to you to man the fort while I'm gone." He spoke to her almost as if she were his child, it annoyed Mikayla. She opened her mouth to speak but just couldn't think of anything else to say. She just turned and stomped back into the bedroom. How could be so insensitive? Why doesn't he want to spend any time with her? Well screw him, she'll be going to Lake Acuity, and she'll be getting there tomorrow evening. They'll have some time together, whether Volkner likes it or not.
Morning came, Volkner left, and Mikayla began packing her own bag. She went to the gym to inform the referee and the other staff members to go home for the weekend since they'd be closed. She grabbed her black winter trench coat, slipped it on, did up the pink buttons and stepped outside. She threw a PokeBall into the air, after the blinding white light; Pidgeot appeared in front of her. She got onto its back, and slung her bag over her shoulder.
"To Lake Acuity, please" she said calmly to her Pokémon. Pidgeot rose and began its journey to the snowy mountains of Lake Acuity. It was night by the time they arrived. Mikayla dismounted Pidgeot and returned it to its PokeBall. She had a quick look around, a blizzard had just passed so the snow was deep, it covered the frozen lake completely, and it was like the lake wasn't even there. The snow glimmered on the branches of the vast evergreen trees; the wind blew up the snow causing the breeze itself to sparkle with effervescent beauty. Pretty scenery, but no Volkner. Mikayla thought since it was late; he might've retired to the hotel in the nearby Snowpoint City. She admired the calmness of the path as she walked along, the stillness of the land wasn't really a good place to train, she thought. Upon reaching the only hotel in Snowpoint, she quickly climbed the concrete steps and entered though the revolving door. It was an immaculate building, how could Volkner afford this every weekend? There were marble floors, and in the center of the lobby was a marble fountain with a stone sculpture of the three legendary lake Pokémon: Mesprit, Azelf, and Uxie. Mikayla approached the front desk; a petite, middle-aged blonde woman greeted her.
"Hello, could you tell what room Volkner is staying in?" Mikayla asked sweetly.
"Volkner? The Sunyshore gym leader? He isn't here, he's never checked into this hotel!" the lady said with a confused look on her face.
"Never checked in…" Mikayla echoed.
"If you want, you could check with our gym leader, Candace, her gym is just around the corner. She might know where your friend could be."
"Thank you for your help!" Mikayla said sweetly right before she bolted out of hotel and onto the sidewalk.
Never checked in? Ever? Where was Volkner staying all these times he's visited? And why did Mikayla never think to ask this? She arrived at the Snowpoint Gym and stopped to regain her breath. She walked up to the door, it looked like it had tried to be locked, but a careless mistake was made and a door stopper was left in the doorway. Mikayla pulled open the door and wiped her boots on the mat.
"Hello? Candace? Volkner?" she called out, no answer. There was a light on down the hallway; hopefully someone was there who could help her. As Mikayla walked down the hall, she heard the low murmur of conversation and a very audible, female laugh, almost like a giggling. She approached the lighted room and gently pushed on the slightly ajar door. She peaked through the crack to see two figures, one very familiar. They were embracing, in fact, kissing. Wait. No. it couldn't be! Mikayla's heart stopped beating, she felt dizzy and stumbled backward knocking a table causing a vase to fall and shatter.
"What was that?" the female voice asked in a scared manner.
"I'll look, you stay here."
Mikayla regained balance and ran away. But she wasn't quick enough, because Volkner walked out of the lighted room to see the bottom of his girlfriend's trench coat fly around the corner of the hallway.