Chapter 3: Destination

Author's Note: For those of you who didn't play B&W2, the main characters from B&W were nowhere to

be found during the events of B&W2 which happens 2 years after B&W.

When Touko and Touya had returned from their well deserved vacation, they had expected to be greeted by Cheren and Bianca and stories of how boring it was without them. Instead, they had arrived home to stories of Team Plasma, some sort of Kyurem-Zekrom fusion and a new Pokemon Champion. That had happened a couple months ago and Touko had immediately felt guilty for not being there in her friends' time of need. She knew that her brother also felt the same and both had immediately questioned if Team Plasma had actually been defeated for good.

Sunbeams strayed through window blinds and illuminated brown locks draped over pillows as the methodic ticking of an alarm clock filled the empty silence. Touko had no idea why she had woken up early when she had fallen asleep so late and she didn't have the slightest idea why her thoughts had turned to the events that she had missed. Rolling onto her stomach and burrowing herself into her blankets, she looked over to the bed table on the left, glancing at a picture taken shortly after becoming League Champion. She felt her heart dip slightly as she studied the picture of Cheren, Bianca and herself sitting on Reshiram's back.

She had grown to love the legendary dragon during their short time together and she missed him. Last they had heard, the dragon had been in the company of N, only to disappear after Team Plasma had been defeated yet again. Speaking of the green haired man, she wondered how he was coping with society.

She had met and seen N a few times since the end of the incident and he had changed a great deal. He had even helped the new Champion out to defeat Team Plasma! While Cheren and Touya still disliked the man, Touko generally believed him to have turned over a new leaf. She recalled their last few meetings and how his eyes held a different gleam. She had ignored it, brushing it off as something
that came with the man's growing familiarity with society.

Her mind flashed to the very last time they had met and she flushed. They had run into each other in Nimbasa while she was on errands for her mother. It wasn't the quiet lunch they had together that made her squirm. It was the incident after as they were parting. He had kissed her! Groaning, she buried her head into her pillow. She didn't dislike N. That was a job reserved for Cheren and Touya. She found him to be generally likeable and pleasant and he had a quite the handsome face. The real problem was with how she acting. She was a League Champion and here she was, going crazy over a simple kiss. Touko raised her head and stared at the wall. She hated it.

Despite being a tomboy, as a former Pokemon League Champion and hero of Unova, she had no shortage of suitors. Many of those suitors she had brushed off. Others had been scared away by Cheren and her brother. Stuffing her face into her pillow, she let out a muffled scream. Fortunately, before she really had a chance to strain her vocal cords, the moment was shattered by the screech of an alarm. One smashing fist later, it was silent again. Satisfied with the destruction of her clock, Touko rolled over and glanced at the bruise developing on her hand.

Goddamn it.

After dragging herself out of bed and getting dressed in her typical attire, Touko clumsily descended the stairs, stubbing her toe at the very bottom. Grimacing, she walked past the figure sitting at the wooden table opening the fridge. Finding that someone had finished off the milk this morning, she spun around, only for her flying elbow to bump an innocently placed cup of orange juice. As if in slow motion, she watched as the container wobbled on the edge, only to topple over onto the ground, sending the orange liquid flying.

Her twin brother Touya ducked behind his bowl of cereal WITH milk and quietly observed as his sibling stumbled around the kitchen trying
to clean the mess. One look at her and he knew not to make a sound. He took another silent bite of his cereal, wincing as he heard Touko yelp as she took a sip of burning hot coffee.

It was just one of those days.

An hour later, Touko was finally able to get her act together and the sour mood surrounding her had lifted slightly. She stood at the sink, absentmindedly turning on the water. "I can wash those for you," Touya offered as he walked up behind her. She glanced at him over her shoulder. "I got it," came the brief reply. "Let me do it, you'll probably break them," he chuckled as took the plate from his sister's hand. Touko stepped aside and smiled, watching as her twin scrubbed at the plate, droplets of water flying up to land on his arms. The two came as a package. Touko was usually the ball of energy, the wild and crazy one while Touya was the rock, stable and always there.

"We're meeting Cheren and Bianca at Professor Juniper's and leaving in an hour. Have you packed?"

Shit.

Touko's eyes widened. She had completely forgotten about the Pokemon World Tournament taking place in a month and that they were leaving today. She flew to the stairs, intent on just throwing everything into her bag, organization be damned.

"Oh yeah, N will probably be there as well."

Touko paled, her socked foot slipping on a step halfway up the stairs.

Face met step. Hard.

She groaned.

Fuck.

"Hey guys!", Bianca squealed at the sight of her friends and she excitedly ran forward, embracing them both in hugs. "Let's go, I'm so excit- wait, is that a bruise on your face?". Bianca slid a hand up to poke at Touko's cheek, her other arm locking a squirming Touko in place. Touya stifled his laughter behind his hand, turning it into an inconspicuous cough as Touko glared at him, a small purple patch evident on her cheek.

"So what happened?", Bianca asked, green eyes wide with concern as Touko mumbled something under her breath, her gaze locked firmly on the ground.

"What was that? Did someone hit you?"

"No!" Touko exclaimed. "Nothing happened this morning!" Cheren raised a question eyebrow at the explanation as he extracted a whining Bianca from Touko and plopped her green beret back on her head. Turning, his eyes searched out Touya for details. "She was in an accident. One involving her face and the staircase. It would have been entirely hilarious but," at this, Touya scowled, "she fell when I mentioned N."

At this, Bianca let out a high pitched squeal and began battering her with questions. The barrage was too much for Touko, who was able to catch only a few of the questions. However, hearing Bianca ask her if she had thought or dreamt about the man was enough for her.

Her face resembling a tomato, she shut her mouth and stomped away from the group in embarrassment in an effort to escape. A twittering Bianca followed her but she refused to talk and release any more details. Realizing she wasn't going to be able to get away from the curious blonde on foot, Touko grabbed a pokeball from her belt, the ball expanding in her hand. Releasing her Braviary, she hopped onto its back, grumbling muttering something about nosy best friends and talkative blondes as she took to the air. A few flaps of its wings later and she was gone.

Amused, Cheren released his own pokemon as he glanced up at the dwindling figure in the cloudy sky. "She's got a good point though. It's going to rain soon."

Outside of Nimbasa, a figure stood in front of a billboard, a newly purchased bike by its side.
Glancing briefly at the flyer, Red's eyes narrowed as he turned in the direction of his destination.

The Pokemon World Tournament.

Author's note: Whew, another chapter done. I realize that White's been swearing a lot but she's had an unfortunate day so far! Please review!