A/N: Sorry if anyone actually likes this and was waiting for an update! I'm just a slow typer AND I'm lazy! Bad combo! Also, I forgot to mention; this takes place during the Gold/Silver arch of the manga, so the characters are younger. Anyway, if your really reading this, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokémon. If I did, Bugsy would have longer pants in HeartGold and SoulSilver.

"Oww..." Tsukushi groaned, sitting up a bit. The lavender haired boy rubbed his elbow where he had fallen before looking up at Hayato.

"Oh my Arceus! Tsukushi I'm sosososososososososososoSORRY!" the teen apologized, nimbly leaping up off the younger boy. His deep blue eyes glistened with worry, fearing he had hurt the Azalea Gym Leader.

"It's fine! I'm not hur-AHHH!" Tsukushi screamed as he tried to stand up. Falling back over, the young male groaned. When Hayato went to check what was wrong, he say that the Bug-type expert's left ankle was swelling.

"NOTHING'S WRONG! TSUKUSHI YOUR ANKLE IS TWISTED! YOU CALL THAT FINE!"the bird trainer yelled, upset that his friend had lied about not being hurt. Before the violet eyed boy could respond, the bluenette rushed back to the PokeCenter. Franticly asking the nurse for some ice, Hayato sprinted back out to the route leading to Azalea Town. He found the area where Tsukushi was when he spotted to Azalea Leader's fairly large Heracross looking around quickly, a concerned expression on it's face. Kneeling beside the injured boy, the Flying-type Gym Leader applied the ice to Tsukushi's ankle. The smaller male hissed as the cold item was placed on his throbbing ankle.

"Here, keep this held there." the elder commanded, handing the bag of ice to the lavender haired male. Tsukushi shot him a confused look, why was he telling him to do this? Did Hayato have to go get something again? Suddenly, the older boy lifted the purple eyed boy off the ground, interrupting his thoughts. The younger squeaked in surprise, madly blushing seconds later.

"H-Hayato? Wha-?"

"I'm taking you to the Gym. You can stay at my place for a bit. What, did you think I would leave you out there to be attacked by wild Pokémon?" Hayato responded, already knowing what the boy was going to ask. He faced forwards again, an angered expression overcoming the male's facial features. Inwardly, the older teen was screaming at himself, he was the one who had hurt Tsukushi, and was determined to help the younger boy. As the Violet Gym Leader reached said city, he headed straight to the Gym to get Tsukushi a comfortable place to recover. When he reached the door, Hayato became concerned; he'd have to hold Tsukushi with one arm in order to unlock the door. This actually proved to be a fairly easy task, the young Gym Leader was pretty light. Opening the door to his house in the back of the Gym, the aqua haired male set the boy he was carrying onto the couch in his living room, smiling when he saw that he had fallen asleep on the way there.

Aww... Hayato thought, sitting next to the sleeping boy. He's so cute! This was true, of course, the Azalea Gym Leader was adorable, sleeping or awake, but especially sleeping. His pale purple hair was sprawled across the couch cushion, some strands delicately spread across his face. The boy was curled into a small ball, the icepack now wrapped around his ankle. His lips were parted slightly, blowing air over light pink cheeks. Hayato blushed and looked away, standing up from the couch and starting to walk towards the kitchen to make some lunch. However, his attention was brought back to the couch when he heard a quiet groan. When the bluenette glanced back over, he saw that Tsukushi was waking up.

"Owww...Hayato?" the small boy moaned, his voice faltering from the pain in his ankle and the effect of waking up.

"Yes? What's wrong Tsukushi?"

"Where are we?"

Hayato chuckled slightly, realizing that Tsukushi had never been to his house before. "We're at my house." he responded, smiling over to the boy. The younger male smiled back before falling back asleep. The blue haired boy sighed happily, but then a realization hit him.

I'm taking care of Tsukushi.

A/N: Okay, confession time: I wrote Chapter 1 like, a year ago (really just about three months ago), so it's really bad. If anyone could review and give me some ideas on how to continue this (kept at K+ - T please, T only for violence) I'd be REALLY grateful!

~Neko