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Chapter 5: How do you forget the unforgettable?
I don't even know what this IS. It was bad enough my dad caught me at the worst time possible to run his irrational errands, but honestly- I have no clue what the flying-Fearow he gave me.
I wound up stumbling into my dad's office, his corporate lap Poochyena's obediently fussing over me, and having this thing shoved at me. My dad was all Gung-ho to have me drop this contraption off to some trainer in east jahabafuck. Apparently the trainer was moving very quickly through the gyms and I would "Meet him anyway, so you best size up you're competition while you can. You're not getting any younger and as it appears, you seem to be letting yourself go a bit- it would be a pity if you were letting your team slack off as well…you wouldn't want to wind up like that Slacking of a trainer Norman after all! Whom by the way was just demolished by the young trainer you'll be delivering this to!" Aren't family visits the best? Love you too dad.
After dealing with my motor-mouth of a father I flew to Fortree City to search around Route 120 to meet up with this so called "prodigy trainer" and give him this hunk of trash from my father.
Searching for this promising talent seemed useless and I was tired from a restless night of sleep…thanks to that boy; the enthralling boy that cavorted into my dreams last night and set me up a nice tent to go camping this morning. The gorgeous boy who makes my throat dry with one glance of those garnet eyes. That wonderful boy that has a crush on me of all people; and he doesn't even know it. I shivered and shoved away the images of him to assure I wouldn't have any other…problems.
All that I had to do before I could go find some distraction from any thought of him was to wait. Sit and wait. In route 120. On a bridge…Well this sucks. I plopped myself down on the edge of the wooden bridge and stared at the calm blue water below me. There were a few Marill floating and playing along the surface, but not much else. I fiddled with the object in my hands for a few moments to possibly find out what to make of this contraption. Once I held the lens part of the machine up to my eyes, a wild Kecleon appeared beside me on the bridge. I certainly wasn't expecting that. I decided it was best to ignore the Kecleon and pretend I never saw it to begin with; which seemed to work because the Pokémon went back to being camouflaged.
I was so caught up in this whole Kecleon-Devon Scope business that I didn't even notice that it started to rain. I've never been much of a fan of water, but I had to suck it up and deliver this dumb Devon Scope to the trainer. So I sat there as it started to rain harder and harder, left alone to my thoughts and distractions.
Maybe it was a good thing after all that there was a trainer blowing through the gyms…things were pretty slow at the Pokémon league after all. In fact, I couldn't quite recall the last time I've had a challenger. I mean sure, plenty of people make it to the league, but they're normally defeated somewhere after Phoebe. Being the last challenger in the lineup was rather dreary. I still had to show up at work and wait for challengers and do paperwork, but I hadn't had any particularly challenging trainers to face lately. Who knows, maybe this one would be someone worth practicing for.
The rain started to come down even harder, making it almost impossible to see the clear blue lake below me.
Maybe dad was right to be concerned about my team…I haven't been working with them too much lately. There have just been too many distractions…
Ruby eyed distractions
I tried fumbling with the Devon Scope for a few moments when there was some rustling in the tall grass. I couldn't hold back a sigh of disinterest, expecting a wild Absol or Mightyena to come charging out at me. To my surprise a trainer came fumbling out of the grass instead, well not even so much as fumbling; more like falling face first out of the brush into a puddle of mud, courtesy of the now-pounding rain. My initial instinct was to get up and help the trainer, so I followed my gut and went to help the muddy-wet person.
When I reached the red and black lump in the mud, the poor thing was shaking like an Oddish in the wind. I knelt down and placed a hand on the quaking shoulder when I caught a glimpse of a familiar white cap in the mud.
"Brendan?" the name slipped past my lips before I even realized what had happened. The wet boy pulled himself up out of the puddle and brought his knees to his chest, looking down at his muddy shoes with those beautiful eyes. "Brendan, what's wrong? Are you ok?" It was hesitant, but I'm pretty sure he nodded his head in response. Then those bright eyes looked up at me, they were spilling over with tears. My heart shattered.
"My whole team is hurt…I…I don't have any potions or revives…and the Pokémon Center and Mart are closed because of the storm…and I can't get in the gym…I…I don't know what to do…" he whimpered a bit, holding out six little Pokéballs to me. 5 out of 6 of his team had fainted and one was in critical condition. I couldn't hold myself back any longer.
In a matter of seconds I found myself wrapped around Brendans thin body, face nestled in the crook of his neck and holding him close. To my complete shock the boy actually hugged me back, squeezing at my ribcage lightly. It was a mixture of heaven and torture to hold him in my arms, this boy that has been haunting my thoughts and dreams day and night. It felt better to hold him than I could have ever dreamed.
But I had to remember why he was here and why we were hugging. It was not because he consciously had feelings for me. His shivering and whimpering brought me back to the reality of the pelting rain and his injured Pokémon. Using all of my willpower I pulled away from the embrace.
"Come with me, we need to get out of the rain." A small nod from the wet boy urged me to think clearly.
I released my Skarmory and helped Brendan onto the steel bird, he moved with the gracefulness of a Ditto. Once I straddled the bird and situated the quaking boy behind me, my Skarmory flew us below the bridge to a small cave in the center of the pond.
Now sheltered from the rain in the small cave the teen situated himself on the cold clay flooring. Fortunately he was no longer crying, but his eyes remained puffy and glassy. I withdrew my Pokemon and knelt in front of Brendan. He was still covered head-to-toe in mud and was slouched over, clutching his dirtied hat. It was truly a pitiful sight.
"t…thank you…" I couldn't believe the whisper that came out of the boy. Where did all of his boldness go? Was this even the same kid?
"Of course, you couldn't expect me to leave you out there to catch a cold right?" He nodded a little, maybe he would cheer up a bit…if I could help somehow.
"Hey Steven…why were you out in the rain to begin with?" he whispered almost shyly. I almost completely forgot. I pulled the Devon Scope out of my coat pocket.
"My father wanted me to deliver this to a strong trainer that was blowing through the Gyms…that's you isn't it?" I smiled a little when I realized how hard he'd been working. He laughed out of what I thought was desperation.
"I'm really not that strong…I don't think I can last much longer like this…" I placed the Devon Scope beside him and knelt in front of him.
"That's not what I've heard. I've been told you are quite the powerful trainer. I know you'll be just fine!"
My poor attempt to cheer was a complete failure; Brendan just sniffled and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands. "Why are you acting so defeated?" Thin eyebrows crinkled, cutely might I add, and shiny eyes glanced up at me.
"I let my team down. How could I expect them to work with me till the end if I let this happen to them? There's nothing I can do for them…" Gorgeous eyes watered again. I lifted the boys chin and began wiping the mud off of his soft face with my sleeve.
"Come on now, they're your teammates. They're not going to quit out on you anytime soon. Pokémon are the most loyal companions you'll ever know. Besides you've worked too hard to get where you are now to give up so suddenly." Those gem-like eyes locked on my face I could feel them gazing over my skin. Goosebumps.
"But I'm not getting strong enough! I'm not raising my team to their capability…and I'll never make it to the Champion." You idiot. He's right in front of you wiping the dirt off of your pretty face. I felt almost jealous of his determination for "the champion." Why wasn't I good enough?
"Why are you doing all of this just to meet him? You don't even know this guy…what makes you think he's so great? It's just not worth all of this, is it?" he grabbed my wrist to stop me from cleaning and looked out at the rain then back up at me. The look in his eyes would haunt me for months to come.
"Have you ever had that feeling deep down in your soul when you just know that something just…is. It's a feeling almost similar to knowing that the sun will rise every day. Although for this feeling there is no physical proof or logic or any reasoning behind it, but every cell in your body is just screaming that things will be one way…it's an intuition…I just know that the Champion will be everything I dreamed of. And more"
" …but what if he's not?" A smile finally broke out on his beautiful face.
"I know I'll love him regardless of whoever he is. That's why I set out with no knowledge of him to begin with."
Just love me…
Then some sort of unstoppable gravitational pull grabbed me by the mouth and forced me right onto his petal soft lips. I couldn't fight it, it just dragged me there. I had no idea what to do from there, but it felt incredible. Soon my hands found their way into his soaked, black hair and looped themselves among the strands. Everything about him was so soft, so inviting. It seemed like a good idea to be a bit more daring, so I applied some pressure to his lips asking silent permission to continue. I'd never done anything like this in my life. Every inch of my skin broke out in tingles when Brendan pressed back against my lips and curled his arms around my neck, pulling me deeper. I gasped against his mouth and ran my hands to the back of his neck, petting softly there and kissing lightly at his lower lip. I opened my eyes slightly when a quiet sound of approval slipped out of Brendan's lips.
And then I remembered this wasn't a dream.
This wasn't a dream, and this wasn't ok. He didn't love me. He loved "The Champion" who he didn't know was me. He was a kid and I was an adult- a reckless adult.
I pulled away from him and jerked my hands away, but my entire body still ached for him, the face I was making must have terrified him.
"Did I…do something wrong?" Worried ruby eyes stared at me in confusion. I could see the hurt of rejection in his face. I just wanted to kiss away his worries and take him back into my arms.
"No…no no, not that…it's just…that was a mistake…I shouldn't have…" so many thoughts and feelings were rushing through me at the moment I didn't know which to express. I could barely put a sentence together. Brendan reached out for my arm, but I instinctively jerked away. I yearned for him so hold me so badly.
"Steven I-"
"Look, this was all just a mistake…I need to leave now." released my Skarmory as fast as I could with my trembling fingers. I couldn't bear to look at him as I prepared to fly off. I knew that if I saw tears in those stunning eyes again I would never be able to leave.
"I'm so sorry Brendan. Be safe." I could hear him try to say something to me as my Skarmory flew out of the cave and into the pelting rain. I needed to go home and sleep this encounter off.
If only I could sleep away all my problems; maybe I would have never met Brendan…maybe I would forget all of this ever happened…maybe when I woke he would decide he loved me instead…but that was all nonsense.
I couldn't help but play out the events in that cave over and over again as I flew above Hoenn on my Skarmory.
I just gave my first kiss away to Brendan Birch…and he doesn't even like me.
That's all for this time, I already have the rough draft for the next chapter typed up so lots of reviews will encourage me to revise and write more! :D
I'll introduce a new and wonderful Character in the next chapter (Not an OC, an actual Pokemon character...) who is one of my favorites, all while trying to catch 'em all. Literally. I'm going to catch them all.
See you next time~