Raaaawr, ello again everyoneee :P

aww, only one review? c'mon people, show me some love! D: The story's not THAT bad is it? XD

anyways, I just wanna point out that at the END of every chapter, if Ethan gets a new pokemon, Imma explain why he has it, and why I chose that certain pokemon for the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon, if I did then Ash's new voice wouldn't sound like he took a bunch of roids while his balls were dropping. ._.'

Route 31, Halfway to Viridian city.

Marill huffed as she sat inside her masters hood, watching as the blue eyed boy rode his bike sluggishly through the route in a daze. "Rillll" The blue Pokemon huffed as she shook Ethans shoulder, vying for his attention for the hundredth time that day. Ethan sighed, smiling as he looked over at his little blue companion, "Alright, alright. We'll stop for a bit, I was planning on training around here in a while anyway." Ethan said lightly, before stopping at a nearby tree, curling up behind it to avoid battle-hungry trainers. Marill hopped out of Ethans hood and curled up in his lap, looking up at her master and friend curiously. Ethan smiled down at the little blue mouse, patting her head lightly. "I'm sorry Marill, but I just don't know what to do." Ethan said quietly with a discouraged look on his face. "Silver stole Cyndaquil... He stole from the professor, who's been good to my family for as long as I can remember." Ethan said to himself as he clenched his fists. "Such a despicable act... And yet..." Ethan slumped back onto the tree, defeat in his eyes, "...I can't muster the strength to be upset at him. I mean, he had to have had a reason for taking Cyndaquil, right?" Ethan mumbled as he curled up, resting his chin on Marill's head as he sat.

Marill snuggled into her master for a bit, content to just sit on a warm day such as this one. Marill didn't understand why humans couldn't see things in a simpler light, but she knew whatever was bothering Ethan, the problem would work itself out, and they should just enjoy the moment. The moment the little blue Pokemon was thinking about didn't last very long, however; as a sound inaudible to most people and Pokemon alike caused the blue Pokemon's ears to perk up. An excited look crossed Marill's face, and she hopped out of her masters arms and ran through the tall grass toward the sound.

Ethan was taken by surprise at Marill's sudden actions, and sprung up to follow the little blue Pokemon. Ethan stopped when he saw Marill run inside Dark cave. The raven haired boy scratched the back of his head, "Well great. I can't see two feet in front of my face in there... I can't just leave Marill like this though." Ethan said to himself before sighing. "This won't be fun, but I better prepare first at least." Ethan stated as he pulled a pokeball from his back pocket. Normally he only battled with Marill, so he was glad that earlier that day he had helped Lyra catch a few Pokemon. With that, Ethan let out a sigh, and threw his pokeball, a flash of light emanating before out materialized a little Rattata.

The purple mouse looked about curiously, before its eyes set on the boy who had captured him earlier that day. "Rachaaa" The purple mouse chirped as it bounded toward its new master. Ethan smiled down at the small Pokemon, petting it fondly. "Nice to meet you Rattata. I wish I could talk with you more, but a friend of mine went into that cave, and I kinda need your help finding her." Ethan stated calmly, as he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket. Unfolding it, revealing a shell bell that Marill loved holding. The rattata gave the bell a slight sniff, and with a "Rachaa" wandered into the cave, Ethan close in tow.

Dark Cave

Ethan stayed close to the little mouse pokemon, trying his best not to be caught off guard. Though there hadn't been many battles in the cave, raven haired boy still felt ill at ease. For the most part he was surprised that he hadn't been bombarded by Zubats yet, as they were native to this cave. Rattata wandered around a bit, its face furrowing in frustration, and what looked like mild confusion when it reached the center tunnel of the large cave. The purple pokemon then ruffled his fur, and stopped sniffing the ground, a low hiss bubbling from the the small mouses throat.

Ethan stopped and looked around warily, "Wh-what's wrong Rattata?" Ethan asked quietly as he moved forward, a hint of caution in his step. Rattata stopped growling, and with a sniff, and a "tchaaa" it bounded toward a nearby ladder. Curious, Ethan stared down the hole the little mouse led him to, a hint of worry on his face. "M-Mariiiiiill, you down theeere?" Ethan yelled down the hole, hoping his little friend was alright. Ethan felt his heart flutter when he heard a familiar "Rill~" sound from the hole. Smiling brightly, he motioned to Rattata, the little purple mouse hopping into his hood. Bracing himself, Ethan began climbing down the ladder. "Marill, just keep talking ok? I'll find you!" Ethan yelled as he continued down the dark ladder carefully, the happy noises of his Marill ringing in the distance reassuring him with every step.

"Quil, Quiiiiiil!"

Ethan heard the familiar chirp of a fiery pokemon that was definitely NOT his Marill, and missed a step on the ladder, effectively plummeting the last 12 feet. In a last ditch effort to keep from crushing his new purple friend, Ethan turned on his side and landed on his shoulder, hitting his head in the process. The pain that shot into his shoulder and skull when he collided into what felt like a boulder was excruciating, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain, his vision blurring from the impact.

Rattata got out of the boys hood and began fawning worriedly over his new master. Once his eyes regained their focus, Ethan smiled weakly at the little pokemon, before moving to sit on his knees, using his good hand to push himself up off the boulder that had nearly killed him. "Don't worry Rattata, I'll be fine. Right now we have to find Marill." Ethan said softly as he swayed dangerously to his feet. Rattata wagged his tail, not very convinced of his masters health, but abiding by the boy's wishes anyway.

Ethan limped through the cave slowly, following his little purple friend until they reached what looked like a small burrow in the cave. peering through the other side, he saw something that made his heart catch in his throat.

Silver was sprawled out in the corner of the small yet deep hole, his eyes half lidded and dazed as he tried to focus on one thing or another. Silver's shirt was laying a ways behind him, with the redheads cyndaquil chirping lightly from within the folds. Silver's skin was littered with nicks and, from what Ethan could tell, Zubat bites on his collarbone, arms and back.

Without thinking, Ethan rushed forward, which he realized was a bad idea as he ended up wobbling to the ground and eating the dirt as his head collided once again with the floor below him. Ethan struggled to his knees and crawled painfully toward Silver, who was beginning to notice that it wasn't just him and his Cyndaquil in the cave anymore.

The redhead squinted as he tried his hardest to make out what he felt like was a familiar face. After a few moments, the red head gave up and turned to his fiery pokemon. "Hey... Cyn, you think you can be useful for once and light this place up a bit?" The redhead asked in mild annoyance. Cyndaquil hopped in compliance before his little back became alight with flame. Silver turned back to the blob that had been slowly making its way closer to him, and his stomach fluttered a bit as he met those blue eyes that were now smoldering with golden color from the flame.

Ethan stopped just short of crawling onto Silvers lap, before sitting down on his knees, swaying slightly as he leaned forward and cupped a hand to the redheads cheek. "What happened to you?" Ethan asked gently, concern on his pained face. Silver took in the large gash on the other boys temple, and his limp arm, before chuckling, "I could ask you the same thing, Ethan. You look like you've been hit by a Taurus." The redhead mocked lazily.

Ethan glared weakly, "This is not time for belittlement Silver, we need to find a way out of here fast, for both our sakes." The raven haired boy said as his vision went out of focus for the third time, which he knew was not good. Silver glanced behind him at a small boulder, which was currently resting over a hole. "Well, I would say let's get out of here, problem is theres a beedrill running rampant behind this hole I've got blocked, and it really pissed off all of the Zubat." Silver said as he sent a frustrated glare to the makeshift cork in the hole. Silver just rolled his eyes, "All I wanted was to train this little thing to get stronger. I went two floors down and we started knocking out some zubats, then we hear a beedrill buzz in, and all the zubat freaked out. I had to pick up Cyndaquil and make sure he didn't get bit, because those little bats are going crazy under this hole." Silver said as he swayed a bit, "Well, it's not like I didn't get out without getting a good portion of my blood sucked out. Bunch of vampires, those little bats are crazy thirsty." Silver said quietly, his speech slurring every so often.

After hearing this, Ethan's brows furrowed, "Well, we can't just leave that beedrill there, he's disturbing the balance by being in this cave, as he's not native to it." Ethan said before crawling toward the heavy rock. Silver scoffed, "Yeah, go ahead, open the hole and let's get eaten by bats. Smart move Ethan." The redhead mocked. Ethan glared back at the redhead before looking back at the large boulder. Formulating a plan, Ethan turned and looked at Rattata and Marill. "Rattata, your gonna need to show me your stuff. We're gonna need to catch this beedrill so that the zubat can stop freaking out. Marill, I need you to keep the zubats away from Silver, he's lost a lot of blood, and I don't think he can lose anymore." Ethan ordered. The two pokemon nodded, a serious look in both of their eyes. Ethan turned and braced the top of the rock with his good arm, preparing to push. "Ok gang, ready? One, two..."

"Three."

When Ethan pushed the rock off the hole, the sheer amount of zubats that flooded out was unfathomable. Marill immediately used a series of bubble beams, the bubbles floating around silver like protective land mines. Though the blue pokemon was doing well taking care of Silver, Ethan did not bode so well against the zubat, as in their confusion stray zubat began to nip and bite at him. Ethan winced before scanning the storm of zubat, 'c'mon... where's that beedrill' Ethan thought to himself as the hoard of zubats flew out from the hole hell bent on getting their intruder, and inadvertently taking bites out of him for a small snack. Ethan fell to his knees after what he felt was the sixteenth major bite by the zubat, not knowing how much more of this he could take. Just when Ethan was about to give up, the beedrill shot out of the hole in a flurry. It already looked wounded, and was lashing out in frustration at the small zubat.

Ethan knew a good chance to fight when he saw it "Rattata, use tail whip, then tackle!" Ethan yelled. The purple pokemon ran in front of the beedrill, catching it off guard with its wagging tail, and managing to hit the bug pokemon square in the chest. With that, Ethan pulled out a pokeball and threw it, catching the beedrill almost instantly. The silence that fell in the cave when the beedrills buzzing was no more was almost deafening. Sensing their source of distress was gone, the zubat all began to fly back to the celing of the caves as if nothing happened. Ethan was about to sigh in relief, when a small flamethrower shot out from behind him and nicked one of the small bats. Ethan turned around just as a pokeball whizzed over his head, and caught the zubat that was wounded by the fire. The raven haired boy moved his gaze to Silver, who was back on his feet stretching as he inspected the pokeball in his hand. "Hmm... I guess I ended up getting a new pokemon after all." Silver said airily as he tucked the ball into his belt.

Marill grabbed the pokeball which now had Ethans new beedrill in it, and handed it to her beloved owner chirping happily as it knew it had a new friend to play with. Ethan smiled down at the pokeball in his hands. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you..." Ethan whispered softly, happy he was able to make peace in the cave.

Silver turned and looked at Ethan curiously, "In any case, why are you here Ethan? I didn't think cyndaquil would ever shut up, but I guess it is possible for other pokemon to hear us down here." Silver mused in hindsight. Ethan looked up into Silver's steely eyes, fatigue evident in those normally brilliant blue orbs. The raven haired caretaker opened his mouth to reply, before stumbling forward as he swayed the redheads direction. Silver noticed the sway, and raised a brow, "H-Hey, Ethan. You okay? You look kind of out of it-"

Silvers eyes widened when Ethan fell forward like a falling tree, the redhead barely able to save him from meeting the harsh ground for the third time that day. Silver pulled the boy close to him, the redheads brows furrowing as he watched raven haired boys eyes fall dangerously out of focus, before they began to grow dark. Silver sighed, "Well, you'll just have to tell me your story when you wake up then..." Silver mused as he looked over the boys numerous wounds. Silver looked into those dull blue eyes, which were fighting to stay open as the raven haired boy struggled to move, flinch, anything. Silver put a hand to the boys eyes, covering them closed as gently as he could, "Go to sleep idiot. I'll take care of you while you rest. Your no good to me half dead you know." The redhead said quietly.

That was the last thing Ethan heard before his mind went black.

Dark Cave: Roughly 15 minutes later

When Ethans brain finally rebooted, and he began to stir, He first noted that he was warm, really really warm. Ethan let out a content sigh as he snuggled close to the warmth, wrapping his arms tighter around whatever he was currently latched on to. Ethan's brows furrowed when he felt the warmth let out a bemused sigh, "Hey, you awake back there Ethan? You didn't go dying on me did you?" the raven haired boy heard the warmth eyes fluttered open weakly, and the boy could only make out that his chin was currently resting on a broad, purple clad shoulder. Ethan's eyes opened a bit more, as he realized he was currently riding piggy-back on Silver, the elder boy carrying him through the cave while his cyndaquil lit the way.

Ethan turned and looked at the redhead, who merely scoffed lightly. "Finally. you may be short, but your still kinda heavy sleeping beauty." Silver huffed as he half-jumped, re-adjusting Ethan so he had a better grip on the younger boys legs as he walked. Ethan blushed in embarrassment as he wrapped his arms around Silver's neck, burying his head into the redheads fiery locks. "You didn't have to carry me you know." Ethan said as he tightened his grip, his gentle hands clenching Silvers purple shirt lightly.

Silver scoffed as he stomped through the caverns. "And stay in this dank cave till you wake up and feel better? How about no." the redhead huffed as he hopped over a rock, "And don't tell me I should've just left you there, because that would make you not just a hypocrite, but a stupid one at that." Silver continued as he made his way to the ladder that would lead to their freedom. The redhead sighed in relief before pulling the boys legs tighter around his waist. "I need you to hold onto me ok? It's not like I can just float us out of here." Silver said lamely, waiting for Ethan to comply with him. The raven haired boy flushed in embarrassment, "U-umm... I can try to climb up myself-"

"No." Silver quipped, causing Ethan to shut his mouth immediately. Silver sighed, "For one, your arm's all messed up, so you climbing the ladder would just be a pain in the ass for both of us. Second, you could have slipped into a coma with the concussion you have. The last thing I need is you having a dizzy spell and falling off the ladder when we're twenty feet up it." Silver drawled before looking at the boy in the corner of his eye. "Just do as I say so we can get out of here." the redhead ordered lightly.

Ethan stared into those cold steel eyes, before sighing in defeat, "Alright..." The blue eyed boy said quietly as he draped his arms over the redheads shoulders, letting his fists clench lightly onto the elders chest as he wrapped his legs securely around the others waist. Ethan felt the redhead tense up slightly, before relaxing a bit and taking to climbing the long ladder. Ethan buried his head into the nape of Silvers neck, and took in the scent of cinnamon, which wafted faintly from the elder boys red hair. The scent was strange, yet somewhat calming at the same time. Ethan smiled, cuddling into the man who was currently carrying him to safety.

Silver on the other hand was trying his best to keep his calm. The read head already didn't like to be touched, so this was living hell for him, so he thought. Silver could feel every inch of the young boy on his back, feeling the way his lean frame curved, and how his chest rose and fell. Every time he took another step up, the blue eyed boy moved against him, and the breath on his neck was making it difficult for the redhead not to shudder.

Silver's face turned tomato red when he heard the innocent sigh come from the boys mouth. The redness only intensified when he felt the boy begin to snuggle into him. Silver shook his head, and clenched the ladder, reasoning that this alien feeling was the dislike of being touched, and his embarrassment as a result of the boys invasion of his personal space.

When he got to the top of the ladder, standing back on the ground with the light of the exit shining in the distance, the redhead nearly jumped for joy, relieved he could get the young boy out of his personal space he stepped out of the cave, Silver noted that the sun was already setting, and it would be getting late soon, but put it in the back of his mind and went lax, waiting for Ethan to step down off his back.

Silver raised a brow when the raven haired boy made no move to do so.

"Ride's over Ethan." Silver quipped as he grabbed the boy's wrists gently, moving the boys grip away from the clasps on his purple shirt. The boys legs then slipped from his waist, and Silver felt the boy begin to fall off to the ground. Not expecting this, Silver grabbed the falling boys wrist, and pulled him sideways, holding the boy awkwardly under his side, as he tumbled down on one knee. Steel eyes looked down at the sleeping boy, who had fallen unconscious yet again. The redhead lowered him gently to the ground, watching as the raven haired boy's chest rose and fell weakly with mild concern.

Silver's brows furrowed, feeling that annoying feeling pop back into his stomach. The redhead knew he had done enough, that he should just leave him here and go on his merry way, but he just couldn't. The nagging feeling that made him slightly sick, would not let him leave the younger boy helpless on the ground. Ruffling his fiery hair in annoyance, Silver knelt down and took the small pokeball with a blue marill sticker off the raven haired boys belt. effectively chucking it and releasing the pokemon within.

Marill stretched after it got out of its small space yawning with a cute "Rill" before it took note of Silver. The little blue pokemon gave Silver a bored glance, before blasting the boy into a nearby tree with its watergun attack.

Silver fumed, before storming over to Ethan, and pointing at him. Marill turned to her master, and let out a surprised squeak, before rushing to his side with a concerned glance on her face. Silver crossed his arms, "Look thing. I just wanna help him out for saving my butt. So can you please take me where all his stuff is so I can at least fix him up somewhat." He asked in frustration, his patience running thin.

Marill looked up at him for a minute, before hopping up and stealing cyndaquil's pokeball from his belt, letting out the small fire pokemon. Silver was taken aback by Marills brash actions, but dismissed them as the two small pokemon trotted down the path. Silver picked up the younger boy bridal style, feeling it was faster than figuring out piggy back again, and set off after the two small pocket monsters. He was eventually led to Ethans bike, which was laying off the side of the main path in a clearing of trees.

Setting the boy down against a tree, the redhead went and began rummaging through his large pack, looking for the first aid kit. Finally finding it, he tugged it out of the bag, accidentally spilling a few other supplies out of the pack, before cursing at his lack of grace. Silver sighed as he walked over to the young boy before scoffing. "Idiot. I swear, how are you still alive with how clumsy you are." The redhead said as he cleaned the cut on the boy's forehead.

After brushing a bit hard on to the young boys temple, The redhead immediately stopped cleaning the wound when Ethan flinched, a sharp intake of breath coming from the young boy. Silver glared at the swab like it was at fault, before going back to the first aid kit in his lap, looking for some gauze he could put on the boys head to keep the cut from being infected. When he found the gauze, the redhead moved forward and removed the cap off of Ethans head, watching as the boys hair fell down into his face. Silver felt that familiar feeling that was plaguing the back of his mind, as he put the boys cap on the floor.

After bandaging the wound on the boys head, Silver let out a frustrated sigh, cupping the boys face in his hands, and glaring at the boy who was currently far off in dreamland. "Your so stupid, what is it about this face of yours that makes me wanna punch it." The redhead mused as he turned the boys face over in his hands. Silver flushed when he heard a small whine bubble up out of the boys throat watching the boy slowly stir out of slumber.

Seeing this, Silver quickly let go of the boy, clearing his throat in an attempt to regain his composure. Ethan's eyes fluttered open, and through half lidded eyes he smiled sweetly, "Mornin' Silver..." The blue eyed boy said airily, Silvers face becoming tomato red.

Ethan sat up, stretching lightly before noting the reddish hue on the redheads face. The blue eyed boy flashed a gleam of concern when he noted this. "Silver are you alright? You don't look so good..." Ethan said with a hint of worry as he crawled forward, placing a gentle hand to Silver's forehead. This only made Silver's blush intensify, before the redhead swat the boys hand away. "I-I'm fine, Your the one who's hurt idiot. You should be lying down!" The redhead barked as he pushed Ethan back down into a sitting position.

Ethan looked up with wide, curious eyes, before smiling lightly, "I'm alright, I just needed to rest I think." Ethan chirped, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. The boy's blue eyes glanced down, noting the first aid kit that was laying down near the redhead. "You cleaned my wounds?" The raven haired boy inquired, lifting his hand to run his fingers over the now cleaned and bandaged cut. Ethan beamed brightly at silver "First you carry me out of the cave, and then you take care of me. I owe you big time Silver." Ethan said warmly.

Silver felt like he was going to explode, the younger boys bright smile making that annoying bubbly feeling within the redheads stomach reach a peaking point. Silver shook his head quickly, "Don't be stupid... You helped me the other day, and now today you helped keep me from being zubat lunch. I just don't wanna owe you later." Silver said quickly, feeling like his face was gonna burn off. Ethan didn't seem to notice, reverting to just pouting, "But i still wanna thank you. It's not your fault I got hurt the way I did, it was just me being clumsy." Ethan reasoned.

Silver got up and furrowed his brows in frustration at both the boy, and the feelings he had. Silver reasoned he had to go ahead and get his head straight on his own for a while, lest he tug his hair out in frustration. Turning to find his Cyndaquil, who was playing with Ethan's Marill happily, he walked over and picked up the small fire pokemon by the scruff of his neck and moved to grab his pack off the ground. Ethan watched the boy who was rushing to get his things together, before pouting, "You're leaving? But I just got to talk to you again!" The blue eyed boy whined, his tone giving Silver the urge to bang his head on a nearby tree to clear it.

Silver turned to look at the path leading to Violet City, "I need to get going, I have... Things I have to do." Silver said quickly as he moved to leave. Silver froze dead in his tracks when he felt a gentle hand grab his sleeve weakly. Steely eyes turned to meet that golden glow that was currently the cause of his problems. The raven haired boy smiled sadly, "Well, if you have to go, at least let me give you my number so I don't lose you again." Ethan chirped, trying to hide his disappointment.

Silver sighed in frustration, ruffling his red hair before taking a pen and pulling Ethans hand out, scribbling a number sloppily on his soft skin. Silver clicked the pen and shoved it back in his pocket, "That's the number for my Pokegear. Call me if you need anything." The redhead said quickly as he stared at the ground. Even though he wasn't looking, Silver could feel the happiness emanating from the boy before him, "Really? Thanks Silver!" The raven haired boy said with a wave of excitement in his tone. Reaching the limit of his integrity hearing that voice, Silver bowed curtly before turning and storming away.

Route 32 ...

Silver sat down under a nearby tree, finally gaining his bearings after being away from the Ethan for a while. The red haired boy sighed as he looked down at his Cyndaquil, who was currently sitting down staring at him dumbly. Silver glared weakly down at the little fire pokemon "Hmph, useless thing. I don't suppose you know what this stupid feeling is?" He mused. At this, the little fire pokemon looked at him cutely, cocking its head to the side in interest.

Silver sighed before looking off into the distance. "It's like, I can't stand being around him. Like when I'm around him I get this irritating feeling that makes me stumble, and if he so much as touches me I feel like I'm about to have a heart attack. It's irritating and I want to leave when it happens and yet..." Silver trailed off, before looking down at his pokegear, his steely eyes looking at it with a hint of fondness. "...Yet when he's gone, I want nothing more than to bump into him again." Silver mused quietly.

After a few moments, Silver felt a tug on his shirt. Looking over curiously, he saw his little Cyndaquil pointing a few feet away. Following the direction that Cyndaquil was pointing, Silvers eyes landed on a big, squiggly heart that was drawn in the ground. Silver looked at it with questioning eyes, "What's that thing for?" Silver asked in confusion. The little red pokemon just hopped up and down in frustration, "Quill, Quiiiiil~!" The little fire pokemon began chirping, as if trying to relay information. Silver just furrowed his brows, his lips forming a pout "you know I don't speak pokemon, stupid thing." Silver stated as he crossed his arms. Cyndaquil fumed, before running over to the heart, and drawing a squiggly blob inside the askew heart. Silver squinted at the blob, trying to make out exactly what it was his pokemon drew inside the heart. After a few moments, he made out a hat, and eyes...

Then the redhead realized that it was a crudely drawn Ethan.

Silver Flushed, before glaring at the pokemon. "Are you insinuating that I actually have feelings for that idiot?" Silver barked, feeling a flush of embarrassment fill his face. Cyndaquil hopped about in agreement, happiness on its face. Silver huffed, turning away from the pokemon. "It's not that! H-He's just a selfless idiot is all... A-And he's useful too!" Silver quipped to no one in particular, the little fire pokemon not buying it for a second.

Silver stared up into the tree he was under, a feeling of confusion wash over him as he mulled the prospect of actually liking the boy, "I don't like him like that. I don't like anyone. I haven't ever had any reason to like anyone." Silver said quietly as he looked down in disgust, "All the people in my life either treated me lower than dirt, or were lower than dirt. The only time people showed me any form of kindness was so they could try and use me to get on my fathers good side, and even dad's a man who should just disappear." The redhead mused bitterly.

Cyndaquil listened to his master curiously, before hopping over to the jaded boy, and snuggling onto his lap. Silver glared down at the little pokemon, "Useless thing, filling my head with stupid thoughts." The redhead said in a weak huff. The pokemon just looked up at it's master, chirping happily before giving his chest a small affectionate peck with its nose. Silver smiled weakly, "Then again, knowing where I come from, I could just be pitiful enough to develop a crush on the stupid idiot, even if he's only trying to be friendly." The redhead said as he curled around the fire pokemon, feeling the tendrils of sleep begin to overtake him. Silvers eyes began to droop before he turned to lay sideways on the soft grass. The redhead dwelled on the thought of having a crush on the boy for a few more moments, before he came to the conclusion that there was nothing to fear from this.

Because even if it was an unexpected attraction, it was a crush, and he knew that crushes eventually pass.

Aww, Silver actually considered liking Ethan! But he's not gonna pursue it anytime soon it seems .'

Ethan Has a Beedrill and a Rattata, reason he has these is because Ethan catches a rattata when he shows the player character how to catch pokemon in the game. The reason I decided to add Beedrill is that Ethan (or gold) has an anime counterpart named Jimmy who uses a Beedrill that he's had since it was a Weedle. That and Ethan doesn't seem to have any known pokemon besides marill in the game when the girl is picked.

Next chapter should be out in a few days, I decided to space the dialogue out a bit more to make it a more bearable read. Tell me what you think, and you guys thoughts on how the story's going :D