Back after god knows how long
I think I have bad luck with electronics. My charger decided to be a douche, so I was without a laptop for a while. I also put soul silver on hold for a bit to play Infinite Undiscovery and fable XD but I'm back on my pokemon fix and therefore back on this story :D
oh, and to the person that said my latin is gratuitous, I literally wanted to compare his eyes to gold. like a cerulean piece of gold, so I don't see anything wrong with the title of my story. I'd hope that my latin isn't that bad considering I took 3 years of it ._.'
I hope you like :D
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, if I did I would wanna fight Ethan about as many times as I do silver in this dang game X_x'
Route 30, Just outside Cherrygrove.
Silver scoffed as he sat under a tree, his anger hitting a boiling point as he looked down to the lone pokeball on his belt. "Hmph... Useless thing." The redhead said under his breath as he hugged his knees, brooding. Silver had just gotten his butt handed to him, by a girl no less, and if there was one thing he hated more than loosing, it was not knowing what to do next. Silver had managed to cut himself pretty bad on a branch that was sticking out harshly from one of the high bushes as he was running away, and the deep gash had just stopped bleeding. Silver only had one Pokemon at this point, and that said Pokemon was currently KO'd in it's pokeball from his last encounter with that girl in the stupid bow hat. Since he just stole the small Pokemon that was currently in a faint state, if he went to the Pokemon center now he'd be found out in a heartbeat. Silvers brows furrowed as he shivered, staring up at the sky as the last bits of daylight left the land, the moon shining overhead. The redhead knew it was getting late and cold, and that meant that the nocturnal Pokemon would be out soon. When that happened even Silver could figure he had no way of defending himself. He couldn't stay in town either, as the only place he could stay for free was the Pokemon center. The redhead let out a frustrated groan, burying his head in his knees "What do I doooo..."
"Silver? Oh my- Are you okay?"
Silver's gaze shot up at the familiar voice, and he felt almost relieved when his eyes got lost in the golden gleam of a familiar young boy. Silver flushed in embarrassment, not liking that the kid he was boasting to earlier the other day was seeing him in such a weak state. "Uhh... Yes. I'm fine, um... Ethan right?" Silver said quietly as he looked into the other's wide innocent orbs. Ethan beamed, "Yeah, that's right Silver." Ethan said with a bright smile. Silver sighed, feeling a bit more at ease now that he was in the company of someone capable of defending themselves if needed be. The redhead tried to get up, only to flinch as a slight pain shot up his arm. Ethan's smile faltered when he saw the redheads arm, taking note of the red that was seeping out from a tear in the purple fabric. "Oh, your hurt!" The Pokemon-caretaker in training exclaimed as he rushed over and kneeled down, taking Silvers hand gently and inspecting the small but deep gash on the boys upper arm. Silver flinched and felt anger bubble in his chest as the boys hand moved up from his hand to his arm, trying to move to get a better look at the wound. Silver growled, and grabbed the other boys wrist roughly as he glared down at Ethan, not liking the alien touch. Ethan winced at the rough treatment and looked up in slight confusion, the dark haired boy's eyes furrowing in slight worry.
Silver's glare quickly subsided, the anger draining away in the presence of Ethan's calming blue eyes. The redhead scoffed quietly, before releasing the younger boy's hand and scooting a bit away from him. "Oh please, I just got snagged on a branch, I'll be fine." The redhead said in a slightly annoyed tone before looking down at the boys wrist, which was quickly turning red from how hard he had squeezed it. Silver looked away, staring intently at the ground. " Sorry about that...I don't like being touched unnecessarily." The redhead said numbly. Ethan stared with mild fear in his eyes at the redhead, before he shook his head, laughing nervously as he rubbed his wrist. "N-no... It's not your fault. I should've asked before invading your personal space like that." The dark haired boy said quietly, trying to keep his cheery nature despite his discomfort. The two sat in silence. Neither of them knowing how much time had passed. Silver didn't know what to say, and Ethan was fearful of saying the wrong thing to to the redhead with a short fuse.
"Maaarill?"
Silver jumped five feet into the air when he felt something tugging at his belt. Scooting a good three feet away, the redheads eyes landed on a small blue Pokemon that was looking up curiously at him, a pokeball in it's small paws. Silver's eyes widened as his hand shot down to his belt, taking quick note that the pokeball holding his cyndaquil was gone. The redheads steel eyes glared down at the small Pokemon, "Give that back." The redhead bellowed with seething rage at the gall of the small Pokemon. The little blue Pokemon's gaze turned sour, and with a small, defiant "Marill", Silver was blasted into a tree with a well aimed water gun attack by the little Pokemon. Ethan faltered a bit at the sight, before getting up and quickly scooping the small Pokemon up into his arms. "M-Marill, that's not nice!" Ethan said quickly. The small Pokemon struggled out of Ethan's arms, and fell to the ground, landing the pokeball on it's button, and releasing the Pokemon from it's pokeball. When the light subsided, there lied the small cyndaquil. It had many small nicks and scratches, and looked like it was having a hard time breathing. Ethan's eyes softened at the sight, and he silently scooped the small Pokemon into his arms with care, like a mother hen would to its chick.
About eight feet from the raven haired boy, Silver shook his now soaking wet hair out of his eyes and glared down at Marill, who was looking at him with an innocent cat-ate-the-canary grin. Silver opened his mouth, about to yell a demand for his pokeball back, before he took note it wasn't in the little blue Pokemon's hands. Silver turned around, looking for the now missing pokeball before turning his gaze to Ethan, his steel eyes staring at the curious sight unfolding before him. Ethan was sitting with his legs crossed on the ground. The raven haired boy smiled down at the cyndaquil curled up in his lap as he brought a yellow diamond-shaped pill to the wounded Pokemon's mouth. Cyndaquil ate it weakly, and the little fire Pokemon began to breath a bit better. After a few more moments, the little fire Pokemon got up, and stretched out like a cat would after a long nap. Cyndaquil chirped up at Ethan and began to hop around the dark haired boy happily. Ethan giggled at the energetic Pokemon, before picking it up and looking up kindly to Silver. "You should have told me he was hurt. I would have fixed him up in a heartbeat." The raven haired boy said warmly, his lustrous blue eyes shining in a way that made Silvers breath catch in his throat. The redhead could feel a flutter pooling in his stomach as the moonlight hit those eyes, the pale light making them look like sapphires laced with luminous gold.
Ethan got up from where he was sitting, and walked over to the star struck redhead, holding out the little Pokemon for him to take back. Silver snapped out of his dreaming and stared down dumbly at the little fire Pokemon. "Quil?" the Pokemon chirped, cocking its head to the side as it stared at its master. Silver let out a "tsk" before kneeling down and picking up cyndaquil's pokeball. The redhead was about to put the fiery Pokemon back in it until he was halted by a soft hand. Steel met blue, and Silver took a few steps back to escape the other's foreign touch before he did something brash again. Ethan shook his head in disapproval as he looked down at the pokeball in Silvers hands. "He's been in there long enough. You should spend some time with your Pokemon before putting him back." Ethan suggested quietly. Silver crossed his arms defiantly, glaring down at the little fire Pokemon. "Why? He's not going to battle, so what's the point of him being out?" The redhead inquired coldly, still sore from his loss. Ethan smiled, warmly at the redhead. "Cyndaquil will work better with you if it knows you better." Ethan said with a slight matter of fact tone as he walked toward Silver. The dark haired boy hesitated, before reaching out and grabbing the other's hand gently. Silver turned to yell at the boy, but was halted by the boys kind, reassuring gaze. Flushing in embarrassment, Silver glared holes into the floor instead, steely purple irises trying their best to burn two gargantuan holes into the floor as Ethan wrapped the chirping fire Pokemon in his arms with gentle took two steps back and smiled brightly at Silver, the dark haired boy's sunny disposition returning as he watched Cyndaquil chirp cutely and cuddle into Silvers chest. Silver scratched the back of his head, not quite knowing what to do with the bubbly bundle in his other arm.
Ethan frowned when he noted that Silver once again flinched. The blast from Marill's water gun had re-opened the wound on the redheads arm, and it looked like the gash had started bleeding again. Ethan's brows once again furrowed in worry, and no matter what Silver said about it not being a big deal, Ethan couldn't leave the matter be. "U-Um... Silver?" Ethan started quietly, tugging at the hem of his red hoodie nervously. Silver turned his attention to the stuttering boy, an eyebrow raised in interest. "Yeah? What do you want?" Silver said brashly, cursing inwardly as Ethan flinched from his tone. Silver sighed, "Whatever you wanna say, just say it Ethan. I'm not gonna bite you, so stop freaking out okay?" He said in a slightly bored tone, trying his best not to sound threatening to the other. Ethan looked up timidly, his wide blue eyes moving to the wound on Silvers shoulder. The redhead followed the boys gaze before sighing, closing his eyes in mild frustration. "Your not gonna stop fussing over this scratch, are you?" Silver said lamely. Ethan shook his head quickly, clenching his hands and looking to the floor as he mustered up as much courage as he could. "W-well, you should let me see it, it may be a small cut, but its really deep, and it's bleeding. I have a first aid kit, a-and it would be bad if it got infected, especially out here in the woods-"
Ethan's voice halted when a dark purple shirt hit the ground right at his feet, blocking his sight from the ground that he was directing his conversation to. Ethan raised his head, and looked at Silver, who was now standing with his arms crossed in a black muscle shirt, flushing red as a tomato from embarrassment. Ethan stood straight and scratched the back of his head, "U-umm... Silver?" Ethan inquired, not knowing what to say. Silver sighed before sitting on the ground, his arms still crossed over his lean, yet slightly toned chest, "Do what you want." The redhead said with a hint of defeat in his voice. When Ethan just stood there like a fish out of water, the redhead glared up at him in mild annoyance, "Did I stutter? Hurry up and do what you want before I change my mind!" The redhead barked, causing Ethan to jump and nod quickly before running to his bag and pulling out his first aid kit. When Ethan turned, he noticed that Silver was fiddling his thumbs, his face flushing a deep red. The blue eyed boy couldn't help but smile at Silver's shyness, and felt a small burst of confidence overtake him as he walked back to the steel eyed boy, kneeling down in front of him and taking out the gauze and alcohol. The second he touched the cool gauze to the cut, Silver hissed in pain and pulled his arm back, glaring at the blue eyed boy, "Watch it, that hurts!" the redhead said between clenched teeth. Ethan glanced up in surprise before smiling brightly, "O-oh... I thought you knew it would sting." The raven haired boy said cutely before giving Silver's shoulder a reassuring squeeze, "Don't worry, it'll heal better after this, I promise." Ethan chirped. Silver stared at the boy, searching his eyes for something, before sighing and sitting still. "Whatever, just get this over with." Silver mumbled as Ethan continued his treatment.
The two boys sat in silence as Ethan continued to clean up the bloody gash. Ethan began to apply a gel type of medicine to his cut, and it almost instantly soothed the burning. After the burning subsided, Silver took some time to glance lazily at his surroundings. Marill and Cyndaquil had both curled up by a nearby tree, promptly falling asleep as the moon shown overhead. In the distance, one could hear Hoothoots cooing, and the scurry of rattata in the tall grass. The whole scene, sounds and all, were calming to him. The redhead glanced down at Ethan with half lidded eyes. The blue eyed boy was smiling warmly as he worked carefully on his wound, and Silver could feel how he was taking care to be gentle with him. The redhead frowned, his brows furrowing in confused frustration as he continued to glance lazily at the young boy. It wasn't that Silver didn't like that the boy was being nice to him, but the question still remained nagging in the back of his mind.
"Why?"
The word left the redheads lips, causing the peacefully harmony that surrounded them to be broken. Ethan stopped wrapping Silvers arm, and looked up into purple steel eyes. The raven haired boy smiled warmly, his eyes shimmering with that same golden shine as he waited for Silver to continue with his question. Silver sat up and couldn't help but feel suspicion fill his being as he saw the unwavering kindness in those eyes. "Why are you doing this for me? You don't even know who I am. I barely just met you for, what was it, five minutes the other day? Had a few more days passed I probably would have forgotten you even existed, and you have nothing to gain from helping me here, so why?" Silver said with an air of distrust. Ethan's eyes widened a bit, and then he looked up, putting his index finger to his chin as he thought lightly. After a few more moments the raven haired boy just shrugged before beaming at Silver, "Well, you were hurt, and your Pokemon was hurt. You didn't seem to want to go into town, and I'm not going to inquire why because we all have our own reasons for doing things." The beaming boy looked straight into Silvers cold amethyst eyes, that warm luminous golden shine boring into Silver like a knife, before he continued, "Besides... I said before that we were friends. And I wouldn't be a good friend if I left you out here, now would I?" Ethan finished softly, smiling brightly at the older boy. Silver stared into those eyes, those pure, honest, eyes in complete shock. Never in his life had he seen a human being with the capacity to care like this boy had. The redhead's brows furrowed in frustration when Ethan went back to bandaging up the cut. Silver saw now exactly what this boy was.
This boy was an idiot.
Silver smirked to himself as he watched the boy fumble the knot on the bandage as he tried to tie it so it wouldn't fall off. This boy was helping the son of one of the most feared men in the Kanto region. The man who created a band of complete fools that almost took over the world on more than one occasion. Ethan looked the type who couldn't even harm a fly, looked like he would be so easy to break like glass. So trusting was this boy he didn't know that if the redhead wanted, he could lead him to destruction like a Pidgey sitting in an Arbok nest. Silver leaned back on the tree, letting Ethan finish the little knot that now sat perfect, holding the bandages in place. "There!" he chirped with pride as he inspected the bandage. Ethan beamed at Silver, the smile on his face bright enough to light a room. Silver watched in mild amusement as the boy hopped to his feet and stretched out. Ethan glanced over at the two small Pokemon under the tree, before glancing at cherrygrove city for a few moments, contemplating to himself. After a few more moments, the boy shrugged and walked over to the bigger pack on the back of his bike, which was laying ignored a few feet away. After a bit of rummaging, the boy puled out two sleeping bags, walking over and plopping one by Silvers feet. Silver looked up with a curious gaze, which was met with that constant warm smile. "Well, if you don't wanna go into town, I'm gonna stay out here with you. Just because your Pokemon's better doesn't mean something bad can't happen to you out here on your own at night." The boy explained with a bright smile before plopping his sleeping bag next to the redheads.
Silver snuggled into the sleeping bag, and glanced over to Ethan, who was walking over to the two sleeping Pokemon. Ethan scooped them up gently, and waltzed back over where Silver was currently bundled. Ethan put the two Pokemon down in between the two sleeping bags, the space in between them enough to make a small plush cushion on either side of the two small Pokemon. Marill yawned, and cyndaquil let out a content chirp before the two snuggled and fell back into a deep sleep. Ethan smiled at the little Pokemon like they were small children, and pulled his hat off, ruffling his hair and letting it fall into his face. Silver watched with mild interest as the boy took off his shoes, and unzipped his red hoodie revealing a simple black t-shirt underneath. Ethan stretched out once more, showing off his lithe stomach. Silver scoffed at the boys lack of modesty, before smirking haughtily. 'It's not his fault though, he didn't choose to be born a country bumpkin.' Silver mused to himself as he watched the other snuggle into his sleeping bag.
Ethan sighed as he got comfortable, smiling as he turned his kind gaze toward the redhead next to him. "So Silver?" Ethan asked with a hint of hope in his eyes. Silver took note of that hope before smirking behind the folds of the sleeping bag. "Hmm? what's up Ethan?" The redhead asked, trying to sound as genuinely curious as possible. Ethan looked down, a flush of nervousness on his cheeks, "So, we're friends right? I mean I know the other day I sort of just dubbed us friends, but after today, you think the same thing, right?" Ethan asked before glancing back to his amethyst eyed companion. Silver stared back into those mesmerizing blue eyes, the luminous golden hue they held almost causing him to lose focus. After a few moments, Silver snapped out of it and smiled a bittersweet smile, his hair falling with a certain grace over his eyes. "Of course Ethan. Of course we're friends." The redhead said quietly. Ethan's eyes brightened, his glossy blue orbs filling with happiness. "Awesome! Thanks Silver!" The raven haired boy said as he beamed brightly. Silver had to keep from laughing at the boy. 'like a kid at Christmas.' The redhead thought to himself. Ethan yawned, snuggling into the folds of the sleeping bag and letting the tendrils of sleep cloud his mind. The energy the blue eyed boy had earlier fading rapidly, "Well, I guess we should get some shut eye then, huh?" Ethan said sweetly, his eyes slowly closing as he stared happily at Silver, "G'night Silver... Sweet...Dreams..." Ethan said quietly, his voice fading out as he fell out like a light.
Silver stared at that sleeping face for a few moments, taking in how calm and peacefully the young raven haired boy looked when he was sleeping soundly. When the redhead was sure the other was asleep, he stretched out a bit before getting up out of his sleeping bag and kneeling in front of the boy. 'So innocent.' Silver thought to himself as he smiled at the boy, the boy with the most perfectly pure golden sapphire eyes. His smile quickly turned to a smirk as he touched his forehand to the sleeping boys 'so stupid... Friends? Really Ethan?' Silver thought in a mocking tone as he sat down with his legs crossed in front of the young boy. The redheads amethyst eyes steeled over quickly, giving those purple irises a sheen that was cold as ice as he watched the boy slumber without a care in the world. Silver turned to cyndaquil, staring at the weak thing that was chirping quietly in its sleep. "To be the best, I need power..." Silver whispered to himself as he got up, picking up his purple shirt from where it lay, putting it on, and picking up the sleeping fire Pokemon by the scruff of its neck.
'...not friends.'
Ethan stirred when he heard a flock of ledyba buzzing in the trees above him, yawning as the sunlight hit his face. The boy stretched and sat up, his hair sticking up in every which direction. The boy gave an askew smile to the tree full of ledyba, taking in his surroundings with half lidded eyes. Ethan looked down lazily when he felt something tugging on his shirt, and smiled warmly when he saw his Marill vying for his attention. His warm tired smile fell when he saw the sad look on his Marill's face. "What's wrong girl?" He asked gently, suppressing a yawn that threatened to spill from his flush lips. Marill shook her head before pointing her blue paw to her left. Ethan followed her little paw, his eyes landing on an empty sleeping bag. Ethan's sleepy gaze faltered, his eyes widening as he turned and took in his surroundings. Silver was gone.
Ethan had a mild panic attack, before realizing that Silver was a trainer. "That's right..." Ethan spoke to himself as he lay down and stared at the sky, "Silver probably has things he needs to do..." Ethan reasoned to himself realizing there was probably nothing to worry about. The blue eyed boy giggled as Marill hopped on his stomach, whining at the absence of her new fiery friend. Ethan smiled, before petting the little blue Pokemon, "Don't cry Marill, we'll probably bump into them again. Then you can both play together." He explained to his little friend who was on the verge of tears. Marill brightened at this, and let out a cute "Rill" before hopping off her master and going to his bag to raid some Pokemon food. Ethan turned and looked at the path to cherrygrove. He needed to go out to New Bark Town to report to the professor that Totodile was successfully put in the care of his grandparents. Ethan turned to stare at the opposite side of the path, beaming to himself. 'After that, maybe I'll bump into Silver again if I keep following this path.' Ethan got out of his sleeping bag and smiled at the sky, "Of course we'll run into each other again, after all..."
"...We're friends now, right?"
Oh, Ethan. He's so naive XD
I'm sorry folks, Silver's a fookin jerk at the beginning of the game, so I had to make him one tooz to keep him 'in character.'
but fear not! there will be much fluff later, but uhh, drama isn't one of the genres for nothing. XD I'll try and keep this fic updated, college sux so much right now. And pokemon B and W are comming out in 10 days! ...I've barely gotten to the first set of Elite Four on Soul Silver .'
oh wellz, we shall see how things go XD.
Review if you like :D