I know there were spelling and grammer errors. More than usual. I'm sorry. It was pretty late and spell check wouldn't work -_- Well enjoy it! R&R
"Two boys came in earlier and reserved a six bed room under your name since the rooms were filling up quickly. You're lucky they did. The last rooms were just taken before you seven came in," Nurse Joy explained. Misty and Dawn made an 'o' shape with their mouths.
"Well that was nice of them," Dawn announced. Brock nodded in agreement. Kenny rolled his eyes.
"I guess," Kenny mumbled.
"Be nice, at least they got us a room. I do not like sleeping outside!" Dawn complained.
"Let's get some rest. We all need to practice for the contest tommorow," Kenny looked at May and Dawn.
"You're right, Kenny. Let's go, people," May ordered walking towards their room.
"Hello?" Drew called as he rung the bell on the front desk. "Anyone here?"
Suddenly, a tall man came forward. He had shaggy black hair which seemed flawless. His eyes were a dark chocolate brown that would make any girl melt. His arua was friendly and warm. He was skinny and had a goofy grin plastered onto his round face. He had slightly chubby cheeks that condridicted his skinny, tall, muscluar body. A woman followed happily. She was only a few inches shorter than the man. She seemed average. Her hair looked pitch black at first, but as more light hit her, her hair turned slowly into a dark brown. Her hair came right below her shoulder and framed her oval face perfectly. She had bangs pushed to the side covering her left eye. Her eyes were purple. Obviously, contacts. She smiled at the two boys as she went in front of the man.
"Hi, how may we help you?" the woman asked warmly. The man came behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her as close as humanly possible.
"Hi..." Paul replied awkwardly. Drew, too, seemed uncomfortable in the present situation.
"May we have a room? Actaully, two rooms if possible," Drew asked polietly. The woman and man smiled.
"Of course! We give trainers and cooridinators discounts if you're interested," the woman mentioned smiling as she went towards the keys with the man in tow. Drew smiled and shrugged in the direction of Paul. Paul nodded.
"Yeah, sure. How much will it be with the discount?" Drew asked taking out his wallet.
"Well, normally it would be one fifty per week, but considering the contest and gym leader away... I'll charge you two only fifty for the week," the man cheerfully explained. The woman passed the man a cup of green tea from under the counter. He took a sip and turned to the cash register to put the money in the regestir when Drew and Paul gave it to them.
"Fifty thousand?" Drew asked assuming the largest amount. He took out his wallet and a plastic card. His debt card, of course. "That's good. I thought it'd be more." The man choked on his tea and chuckled lightly.
"No way! I meant fifty dollars! That's way too much. We aren't those fancy, stuck-up, wanna-be-fancy-french hotels!" the man held up his hands in defense. Drew chuckled.
"Alright thanks. Oh yeah, I'm Drew and this is my friend Paul," Drew introduced. The man held out one hand for both of the boys to shake and wrapped the other one around the woman's waist.
"I'm Julian Patino, owner of this fine establisment. This is my best friend, co-owner of this hotel, and future wife, Carmen Flores." Carmen kissed Julian sweetly on the cheek and waved shyly.
"Word of advice, boys: If you love someone, tell them. Life always throws obstacles in the way of true love. He and I would've been together sooner, but we both were too scared to tell each other we cared. The thinking our feelings were hopeless, he fell in love with someone else. As did I. We stopped being best friends because the jealousy was so hard to deal with it. If I hadn't stumbled across him years after his girlfriend cheated on him, we would've never gotten a second shot. What's meant to be will be, but not without giving effort into the relationship. I tried to stay in touch, as did he, but we always fought. Without that effort though, we wouldn't have recognized each other and been strangers with a grudge to this day," Carmen advised the two teens.
"And you would've been paying three hundred dollars instead of fifty," Julian joked as he kissed his finance. Drew and Paul smiled awkwardly.
"That would've sucked for me, but not for rich boy here," Paul half-joked pointing towards Drew. Drew rolled his eyes as the three laughed.
"Well here are your room keys. The rooms are next door to each other and there's a small hallway in between, joining the two rooms. Both doors can be unlocked from inside the rooms only," Carmen explained handing Paul and Drew the room keys. "I think they'll fit your personalities perfectly," Carmen added with a wink. Julian scowled slightly and held her tighter. Carmen laughed, "They're how old? And how old are we?" Julian blushed slightly.
"What? I lost you once, not taking any chances!" Julian defended. Carmen kissed his cheek.
"I love you, too," Carmen laughed. She then turned her attention to the two boys walking away.
"Thanks! We'll see you in the morning," Drew shouted over his shoulder as he walked side by side with Paul up to their rooms.
Paul walked into his room and was slightly impressed. The floor he currently stepped on was a midnight blue carpet covering every corner except the kitchen corner and bathroom. The room had pitch black wallpaper with small bright white lights in the ceiling that lit up when the light was off. The bed was off to a corner of the room. It had snow-white blankets on top of the bed and a mixture of black and white small, square pillows. Then on top of the five or six small pillows, there placed neatly was two large checker board design pillows. The bed was king size and at the sides of the bed was dark purple mats. On the left side of the bed two pairs of dark purple and black slippers lined up neatly next to each other on top of the mat. On the opposite corner of the room was a small kitchen. The kitchen's floor was white stone. The counter tops were black marble and the stands were made of oak wood. The cabinets were made of oak wood as well, but were painted black as well. A sliver stainless mini fridge was placed in between two cabinets. A white sink was placed a few feet from a midnight blue door. Paul walked towards the door and opened it to see a checker board design for the floor tiles and shower. The curtain was white with blue wave patterns on the bottom and the mirror was framed with dark oak wood and a white knob to open it and get to the cabinet. When Paul walked out of the bathroom, he noticed a small living room area. It had a ice cream sandwhich shaped love seat, two small black leather couches on either side and a plasma TV hanging on the front wall, so you can see the tv from almost anywhere in the room. Paul noticed a black door with red designs. It had red roses carved into the bottom of the door and cherries on the top of the door.
Paul walked over and unlocked the door. Inside was a small narrow hallway. A light indigo color was used to cover the side walls, but the ceiling remained a solid white. The floor was a tan carpet with a small sky blue mat at the entrance of the both doors. The sky blue mat read the room numbers of Paul's and Drew's room. Paul walked over and knocked on Drew's door. Drew opened the door with a smirk.
"These rooms are amazing! Come look at mine," Drew greeted Paul. He moved aside so Paul could get a good veiw of his room and walk in.
Drew had the same set up, only different colors. His bed was covered
in dark green blankets with two large lime green pillows in the middle. The small square pillows were more of a sea green with white polk-a-dots. The mats were strawberry red and the slippers were a pale green and crimson red. His kitchen cabinets were a dark brown along with white and granite counters. His mini fridge was a ghostly white and his sink, sliver. He, too, had a plasma, but the living room arangement was different. He had sea green chairs and two cherry shaped chairs attached by their stems in between the two sea green chairs. The bathroom door was open and a faded pale lime green. The black shower curtain was stained with army camflagoue patterns at the bottom half. The sink was shaped like a large cup that Henery VII would've drank out of. The cabinet was made of a light colored wood and had a silver knob. The carpet floor was a grassy green and the walls were colored a pale red. The kitchen and bathroom had marble floor.
"Yeah, these rooms are nice. Your room looks like strawberry shortcake and her friends threw up on it, though. The colors, anyway," Paul smirked. Drew glared at Paul as he walked into the his own room. While Paul observed his room, Drew went to see how Paul's looked.
"Shut up. Your room isn't any better," Drew retorted. Paul quirked an eyebrow.
"How so? My room is pretty cool. With the star ceiling theme. Mostly black and white, though. That's probably the only thing you can point out wrong with it. Too much black; even for me," Paul replied smartly. Drew rolled his eyes.
"Strawberry Shortcake might have threw up in my room, but the Twilight Zone took a crap in your room," Drew smirked as he jumped onto his bed. Paul rolled his eyes.
"Even that insult makes my room sound manlier than your room," Paul half joked as he walked towards a white door. The white door had green carvings of bamboo plants on the bottom and vines on the top of the door. The white door lead to the small hallway which connected the two rooms. Drew rolled his eyes at Paul's response.
"Whatever. Good night! I have to train for the contest in two days and we should find the others tommorow anyway," Drew shouted as Paul opened the white door. Paul waved a good bye and nodded in understanding before he closed the door and went to bed.
Next Day
Paul rose from his black bed as the morning sun shone through his open window. He groaned as he saw it was two hours before the normal time he went to train. He threw off his covers hoping the maids would just fix the bed when they came. He stretched and yawned loudly while putting on the slippers left on the mat. He wore black boxers with green polk-a-dots covering the front and back. He had a baggy faded purple t-shirt on that was plain. He walked over to his bag which he threw on the kitchen counter before going to bed. He grabbed a change of clothes and threw them on while changing in the bathroom.
He came out with a black shirt with white skull and cross bones on the front. Below the picture, in blood red lettering read: Just Don't Bother Talking. He had tan cargo shorts on that went right below his knees. He quickly combed his hair without bothering looking in a mirror and walked towards the black door connecting Drew's and his room. He stopped midway and decided to make some breakfast first.
Paul walked over to the kitchen to see what he had to work with. Since he planned to travel with Troublesome and her friends, he didn't pack much food knowing Brock would be cooking. Paul looked at the mini fridge and cabinets.
"Well, I can make an omlet," Paul concluded as he put everything on the counter top. "Why would hotel carry eggs, though? I get the spices and seasonings... kind of anyway, but why eggs?" Paul wondered to himself. Shrugging it off, he began cooking.
Thirty minutes later, Paul had two plates with three omlets on each plate. Then there was a knock at the door. Paul knew who it was because it came from the black door, not front door. Paul abandoned his omlets to get the door.
Drew stood at the door with a bowl of fruit and a plate of sausage links. He wore a white shirt with a black, sleeveless hoodie on top. He had dark-washed blue jeans on and a bedhead hair style.
"Up for breakfast?" Drew questioned as pushed past Paul and walked towards the kitchen table. "Sorry, this is all I could do with the food I had and what they hotel had." Paul shrugged.
"It's cool. I have omlets made," Paul guestured towards the counter. Drew set down the fruit and sausage links.
"Well, dig in!" Drew said as he grabbed a plate and started eating. Paul joined in as well, but first got a couple of water bottles out of the mini fridge.
"We should've just ordered room service," Paul pointed out as he grabbed another peice of fruit. Drew nodded.
"Yeah. I guess you're right, but it'll cost more and it's not like we eat that much. They'll probably take forever,too," Drew commented. Paul shrugged as he finished his food. He started picking up his plate and putting the dishes in the sink. Since the two finished the sasuage links, he put that plate away, too.
"Want some more fruit? Or should I just put the bowl in the mini fridge?" Paul asked as he titled the bowl of fruit towards Drew. Drew shook his head.
"Nope. I don't want anymore, but remind me to get my plate and bowl from you before we leave this hotel," Drew mentioned before taking a bite from the last of his omlet. Paul nodded as he put the last of the things away. He threw the water bottle away and Drew gulped the last of his water, finishing his breakfast as well.
"I won't forget. Plus, your plate and bowl are green. All my kitchen stuff are black and white," Paul pointed out walking to get his poke balls. Drew shrugged in response putting his dish away in Paul's sink. "Anyway, ready to train?" Drew nodded and held up two pokeballs in each hand from his pocket.
"Yeah. Let's go," Drew replied walking out of Paul's apartment.
"Hey, guys! Where you off to so early in the day?" Carmen greeted from the front desk. Drew smiled over at her and Paul waved.
"To train. I have a contest soon and Paul, here, wants to be prepared for any gym leader," Drew replied as they neared the front door. Carmen smiled with a knowing look.
"Alright. See you boys later then!" Carmen shouted as they opened the door. Both waved goodbye before exiting the building completely.
"She seems pretty nice," Drew commented. "Her and her finace." Paul grunted in response. The two neared an open field and decided to practice there.
After getting farther away from the edge of the field and towards the center, Paul and Drew decided this is where they would train. Before either of them could begin, Paul noticed something.
"Is that Red?" Paul asked as he and Drew walked towards an open field to train. Drew turned towards the direction Paul was facing. Three thin figures had their back towards Paul and Drew. One had a red hat or scarf on her head, the other a white one. The third figure had their hair in a side ponytail.
"Yeah. That's Red, Troublesome, and Mallet Chick," Drew comfirmed. "Which other people do we know of that would be wearing a red bandana, white beanie, and have their hair in a side pony-tail?" Drew asked boredly. Paul shrugged and released his Torterra and Aggron.
"Torterra, Aggron! Come out!" Paul shouted. "Listen, guys, we have alot of training. I don't care that you're both evolved as much as you can be. You need to be stronger. You won't lose any battles this time around. Is that understood?" Paul asked harshly and sternly. The two pokemon nodded.
"Damn, Paul! Ease up, would ya?" Drew asked in defense for Paul's pokemon. Paul turned to glare at Drew. "Okay, we may joke around alot, but when it comes to training pokemon, we're on opposite sides of the planet. I understand that, but ease up! Both you're pokemon didn't even take a hit during the gym battle, and they haven't been trained in a couple days," Drew defended his position.
"Whatever. They would've defeated that pathetic gym leader sooner if they did train. They've lost crucial training time. I need to get them back in the shape," Paul replied dead serious. Drew shrugged.
"Alright, Paul. They're you're pokemon," Drew gave in. "Roserade, Absol, let's get started!" Drew shouted as Absol and Roserade came out to greet their trainer.
And thus, began the non-stop training Drew and Paul normally do.
"Who's over there? They look familer," Dawn commented as she turned her head at the two voices. She held her hand up to her forehead to keep the sun from her eyes. "I can't totally see because of the dumb sun!" Dawn complained. May and Misty turned to see where Dawn was looking at.
"Looks like two guys," May commented. Misty rolled her eyes.
"Thanks, captain obvious," Misty laughed. May pouted at Misty's comment.
"Well, who do you think that is?" May asked defensivly. Misty sighed. She looked back in the direction of the poke center.
"Well, it can't be Ash or the guys with us. They're back there," Misty replied pointing towards the poke center. "It has to be Paul, Drew, or other cooridinators," Misty concluded. May pouted.
"Smarty pants," May insulted. Misty rolled here eyes.
"Very mature, May." Dawn laughed at the two.
"Well, we haven't seen them in awhile. I think we should go say hi," Dawn suggested. Before any of the two girls could protest, Dawn was already skipping towards the two figures.
Drew and Paul continued to order attacks on the pokemons they owned. One attack after another and having the pokemon dodge and deflet the attack without command.
"This should help them act on their own when nessacry," Drew grunted as he commanded his Absol to attack. Paul nodded in agreement.
"This really helps when you have to act quickly and wisely," Paul added. He saw his Torterra deflect an attack he commanded and smirked slightly at his Torterra's reaction time.
"HEY!" a cheery voice shouted towards the two. The two boys turned to see the figures they saw earlier coming towards them. The two boys groaned.
"Damnit," they muttered in unison as they returned their pokemon.
"No way we're gonna be able to train in peace now," complained Paul. Drew nodded in agreement and waited for Dawn, Misty, and May to come closer.
"Drew! Paul!" Dawn greeted as she stood a few feet from both. "What are you guys doing out here?" Dawn asked innocently as Misty and May came up behind her and waved at the two. Paul rolled his eyes and Drew flicked his hair.
"We were training," Paul answered with no emotion. Drew held up his pokeball and gave the three girls a small annoyed frown. Dawn crossed her arms and May glared. Misty rolled her eyes.
"You didn't have to stop on our account. We just wanted to say hi is all!" Dawn argued. Drew rolled his eyes.
"Right," Drew replied waving the three off. Misty glared at them.
"We were worried about you!" Misty mimicked. She glared at the two boys' curious expression. The two half smirked.
"Awwh, did Red here miss me?" Drew teased May. May blushed and attempted to glare at him.
"No!" she shouted defensivly. Misty held herself back from smiling, but Dawn failed. She giggled at her red-faced friend. Paul turned to Dawn. He took a step closer, and Dawn stopped giggling. She blushed shyly.
"Did Troublesome here need someone to bother? Did she get tired of that penguin kid?" Paul smirked, knowing he hit a nerve. Dawn's blush grew, but from anger. She glared at Paul and inched closer.
"No! Kenny never sees me as a bother! And secondly, if I'm so much of a bother, why are you here?" Dawn shouted in Paul's face. She was now nose to nose with him. Paul took both his hands and placed them on her shoulders. He pushed her away and glared slightly. Dawn blushed at the closeness she was at with Paul.
"First off, I don't care about him or what he considers you. Secondly, you came over here. I was here first and was about to leave seeing you!" Paul retorted. Dawn shrunk back and stayed quiet.
"Well... You're... You know what, Paul?" Dawn snapped. Paul quirked an eyebrow in her direction.
"What?" Paul asked snarkily, not really caring.
"I hate you!" Dawn shouted as she stomped away. Misty glared at Paul before walking after Dawn, hoping she could calm her down. Paul was taken back, but he didn't show it. He continued to glare in Dawn and Misty's direction unconciously.
"Drew, you're friend here is an idiot! No wonder you guys are so close!" May yelled as she ran off in hopes of catching up to Misty and Dawn. Drew rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, take it out on me, the innocent bystander," Drew muttered angrily. Paul rolled his eyes in his direction.
"Shut up. Let's back to training," Paul commaned. Drew smirked.
"Battle? Cooridinator versus Trainer? Well, a real trainer. I've battled Ash before. It was a way too easy defeat," Drew gloated. Paul smirked. "Your on! By the way, everyone's defeated Ash," Paul added. Drew laughed. "Let's go Torterra!" Paul released Torterra.
"You're on, Flygon!" Drew let Flygon out of his pokeball.