Hi there everyone! So like I said in my last message, thank you for your patience with this piece. I know I haven't updated it in over a year, but I haven't forgotten about it. I promise. I think about it a lot actually but this hiccup with the Pokémon battles had me stumped for the longest time. I was trying to make it over technical and making charts and stuff. I just needed to relax on it. This wasn't supposed to be a serious fic like N.L. and Vigilant. This was just for fun. So I'm going to ease up on the crazy and just go for it.

Though, I do still look up special abilities, moves, compare the trainers' Pokémon to each other, and such. Probably for battle chapters, I would expect them to take longer to write because there is far more effort that goes into them.

About the pokemon attacks: I'm NOT going to follow the four move rule. I feel like if a Pokemon learned Tackle and then they learned Take Down, they're not going to suddenly forget how to run into something. The way I'm doing this is the Pokemon have moves they use the most, then they have secondary moves they know but they're harder to perform, and then they have rare moves that are super hard to pull off because they never use them. For example, Gilbert's Hitmonchan has the main moves of Mach Punch, Sky Uppercut, Agility, and Close Combat. Those will usually be his main ones. Then his secondary moves are Fire Punch, Ice Punch, Quick Guard, and Thunder Punch. These are ones that he can use, but he might take longer to psyche up for them. His rare moves are Focus Punch and Bullet Punch. Because he learned these early as a Hitmonchan, he has trouble executing these because he rarely uses them anymore. That's how I'm setting up the attacks.

This is my first time writing a fight scene. Please critique it. I would like to know where I can improve. I referred to Bulbapedia on how the moves should look for each Pokemon.

Reviews!

~Everyone: I'm glad you all liked that Alfred was the gym leader. He did cheat but Gilbert was a jerk so it balances out.

~Jayshock: Your comments about Italy knowing Gilbert made me think. He might come in later, but I'm still not sure where. Don't think about relationships in the anime. Not all of them will carry over to this fic, but some will.

~Yukai yami: I'm not sure if Matt and Gilbert will make up yet right away. I'm still musing that one over. I can guarantee that Gilbert will eat TONS of humble pie.

~Your-Gothic-Angel: Thanks for going through all the trouble just to read my fic. I actually used your comment to guilt my best friend. She likes to read my work, but she refused to read this one because she didn't know Pokemon at all. But when I showed her your comment, I forced her hand. Thanks for that! Going through the trouble to do that just to read this means the world. Thank you.

~Darka Moon: Get her into Pokemon man and DEFINITELY get her into Kuroshitsuji (but the manga first! The manga is 12 million times better than the anime in my opinion). And Durarara! is one of the greatest animes I've seen in a very long time. Totally blew my mind.

~RickaZcurser: I think I mentioned this in another chapter, but I like to think about this being like Pokémon for adults. This is seriously how I would like Pokémon to be for me since I've grown up with the franchise. The kid jokes are cute, but I want my sex, drugs, and rock and roll (not literally but maybe in later chapters~).

~FluffDucklings: I hope I live up to your expectations. I've never written a fight scene before so you guys are my test audience.

~MizukiCheese-kun: I don't think you're a stalker! I'm totally flattered! Thank you!

~ATC: Maybe I should push the Failbert more. From what I'm hearing from a lot of comments is that he's not reading the way I want him to be. Thanks for the advice. I'm going to think over it more and try to up the Fail! for Gilbert. Though I do believe the more he's around people and learns to trust him, he doesn't need to come off so overbearing. It would be with new people it would come back out.

~SoulEaterRomanceFan: I'm planning for about 20 Hetalia characters to come in give or take a few. Eight of them will be gym leaders; four of them will be Elite Four. The rest will be friends, coordinators, family, Team Rocket, etc.

On with the story!

Shit! Fuck Alfred and his fucking smirking fuck face! Gilbert clenched his fists as he glared across the rocky field at the gym leader. Gil had walked all on his own into this trap. Alfred saw every Pokémon in his party the other day except Scyther. He had a one up that way. But Gilbert had a sneaking suspicion that he knew about Scyther as well. He glanced to the home team stands. Matt clapped his hands together and shouting good luck to his brother. Did he tell Alfred about Gilbert's team or strategy? The albino shook his head. Matthew wouldn't have tried to warn him last night if he did.

"We need an official referee!" Alfred smiled to his family. "Dad, do you mind?"

Arthur stood and straightened out his coat, "Not at all dear boy. Be right down."

Gilbert sneered a bit at that, "You're still going to be unbiased right?"

"I'm offended that you even have to make a comment about that, young man," Arthur retorted as he trotted down the stairs to the field. "I will be, so don't worry about that."

Alfred reached to his belt buckle and took off his first Pokémon, "Okay Gilbert, this is an official gym battle. It will be a six-on-six full battle. Neither side can make substitutions. No time limit. I know this sounds tough, but you did rank top four in Hoenn's Ever Grande Competition. I'm not going to go easy on you."

Though he was frazzled, Gilbert couldn't help but to smirk, "I wouldn't want it any other way."

"I'm going to choose first so you can plan accordingly your first move."

"After you."

Arthur took his place on the side lines and held up his hands.

Alfred threw out his first Pokémon, "Magneton, prepare for battle!" The steel type Pokémon burst from its Pokeball. Sparks flew off of its magnets as it levitated above the ground. Alfred dramatically pointed to his opponent, "Your move and you attack first!"

Gilbert inhaled slowly. He couldn't let the surprise of his foe frazzle him anymore. This was a battle, and he couldn't lose. He had to change his entire game plan now. Half of his Pokémon weren't suited to fight steel types. Should he start with his strongest and take out as many of Alfred's Pokémon? He would have to hope his team could pick off any leftovers. Or should Gil start with his weakest and exhaust the gym leader's defenses before slamming him at the end?

Looking to his partner, Hitmonchan watched Magneton carefully and examined how it moved. Thank god his partner was so focused. "Hitmonchan."

"Chan?"

"I need you to last as long as you can. Take out Alfred's team and wipe that goddamn grin off of his ugly face."

Hitmonchan chuckled and nodded. He was ready. Trotting out to the field, he crouched into a fighting position and waited.

Arthur motioned to the center of the rocky field, "The gym leader has selected Magneton! The challenger has selected Hitmonchan! Begin!"

Sparks literally flew hard and fast. Though Hitmonchan was ordered to use his agility and speed to dodge whatever came at him, nothing can escape the move Lock-On. It was Alfred's first order. Wherever Hitmonchan tried to dash to escape what came next, it didn't matter.

And Gilbert knew it.

Alfred pointed to the field always having to be one for the dramatics, "Thunder Wave!"

"Oh no…" Gilbert watched as his best chance against the gym leader, his best friend, his Hitmonchan got blasted with the electricity. It didn't do any damage to his friend. But the chance of Hitmonchan being hit with paralysis in the middle of battle was high. That's one of those status effects that are really hard to shake off. Also, Hitmonchan's speed was greatly reduced. Shit, this was the worst thing to happen in the opening attacks.

Alfred nodded in his own approval, "I was hoping you would use Hitmonchan first. He's your best option against me. Let's see how you play this now."

"Shut the hell up!" Clenching his fists, Gilbert inhaled slowly to get his grip. He could tell Hitmonchan was trying to shake it off and keep his eye on the Magneton. There couldn't be any more room for errors. "Are you good!"

Hitmonchan waved back to show he could still battle.

"Let's do this," Gilbert locked eyes with Alfred. "Let's take him out."

The Pokémon clashed across the field smashing the boulders. Hitmonchan had great height when he leaped up snagging the steel type. Magneton and Alfred were both just as surprised. Slamming it into the ground, Hitmonchan wailed on his opponent at Gilbert's command. Shooting bolts of electricity up, Magneton thrust Hitmonchan off and shot up into the rafters of the gym.

They parried back and forth like this for a while. Hitmonchan used his few distant moves like Mach Punch and Sky Uppercut to draw Magneton back down. Magneton would wiggle out through Alfred's well placed electric attacks. But it was clear the steel type was wearing down fast.

Fighting type moves like Hitmonchan's were always super effective against steel types.

Magneton swooped in for a Mirror Shot, but Hitmonchan leaped back from range.

"Fire Punch!" Gilbert called out. It was a long shot, but he prayed it would work. There were several moves that Hitmonchan knew. Though rarely used in battle, they were still in his arsenal. If pulled off, this could be the finishing blow for Magneton. Hitmonchan still looked great to keep on battling with barely a scratch on him.

Then it hit. The paralysis took hold of Gilbert's Pokémon. Hitmonchan cringed and dropped to one knee. He couldn't move.

Alfred punched a fist in the air, "Got him! Quick! Use Zap Canon!"

Magneton's magnets glowed hot white as a ball of pure electricity formed. It only needed a few more seconds, before it would release its most powerful attack.

"Hitmonchan!" Gilbert cried. "Get out of there! Now!"

It was too late. The blast shot out and plowed into Hitmonchan as a direct hit. He flew back skidding across the terrain.

Gilbert held his breath. He knew it would take a lot out of his Pokémon getting hit like that. He muttered to himself, "Get up. Come on. Get up. We can't lose this…"

Just as Arthur started to raise his hand to declare the end of the round, Hitmonchan pushed himself up to his feet. There was a gleam in his eyes that Gilbert knew well. It was that same feral passion that filled the street hardened Tyrogue. It was the same fire that Gilbert felt against the people who would bully him. They were the same and still ready to fight.

Gilbert nodded to his partner. He barely had to utter the attacks. Hitmonchan knew what was next. "Agility. Fire Punch."

The fighting type vanished from view. Appearing behind Magneton, he slammed the steel type into the ground in a burst of flames. He leaped back as the smoke cleared. Magneton lay motionless in a crater.

Arthur threw up his hand, "Magneton is unable to battle! The victor is Hitmonchan!"

"Awesome!" Gilbert called out. Hitmonchan smiled back at him. "Are you okay to keep going? I know I can't change you out, but you're okay right?"

"Monchan!" Hitmonchan thrust an enthusiastic fist in the air. He was still ready to go.

From his seat in the stands, Sadiq leaned back on his elbows on the bleachers behind him. Both sides were very strong, though at the moment Gilbert had the advantage. Any Pokémon that Alfred threw out would be weak against Hitmonchan. But looking over the fighting type, Hitmonchan took several good hits. If all of Alfred's Pokémon were the same caliber as Magneton, then Gilbert could probably knock out half of the team. But Sadiq had a sneaking suspicion that Alfred was holding out on something. There would be no way he'd be a gym leader without knowing how to face someone with type advantage.

"Wow," Matthew wrung his hands together. "I knew that Gilbert's Hitmonchan was strong, but that's something else."

Francis nodded in approval, "Oui, this will be very intense. It's been awhile since Alfred's had a good challenge. Though, surprising poor Gilbert with a full battle is a bit underhanded, no?"

Matt chose his words carefully, "That… jerk got exactly what he deserved. I hope Alfred wipes the floor with him."

Francis glanced discretely at his boy. Matthew was trying to remain mad at the trainer, but the boy was too kind. It was always so difficult for him to be angry and fight. Francis always worried for his little boy. Matthew was soft, vulnerable, and too trusting. Hopefully if he could work things out with these newcomers, Matt could travel and grow up. Francis knew it was a big hope. Matthew never wandered too far from home since his mother died. Whenever he set out, Matt would come back a few weeks later. The Frenchman was glad that his son wanted to stay close, but he would never be strong at this pace. Turning back to the battle, Francis smiled, "We'll see how this plays out."

Alfred recalled his fainted Magneton, "Pretty good so far. This is going to be fun. Alright! It's time for my second Pokémon. Mawile! You're up!" He threw out his Pokeball, and the steel type burst onto the field. It was obvious it was the older brother to Matt's Mawile. He was much larger and bulkier than his little sister. Gilbert could tell it had far more battle experience too.

Arthur signaled and called for the battle to begin.

Mawile wasn't as fast as Hitmonchan. The fighting type easily landed damage on it. But Mawile had been trained to take a hit. He was also trained to have patience. Alfred would time his moves just right. Gilbert had always known that one of Hitmonchan's disadvantages was his lack of distant moves. As his Pokémon went in for an attack, Mawile would counter with smaller strikes like Sucker Punch and Astonish. Though these wouldn't do too much damage normally, but Hitmonchan was already worn.

Then again it hit. As Hitmonchan dove to dodge an attack, he was struck with the paralysis. He skidded into the ground cringing.

Mawile and Alfred both saw the opportunity. Alfred threw out a hand, "There! Use Crunch and try to pin his arms!"

Gilbert clenched his fists, "Fight back!" Then an idea hit him. With a wild grin, he called out, "You trust me buddy?"

"Chan!"

"Then let him get you!"

They locked eyes for a moment. Hitmonchan nodded and prepared himself.

Whirling around, Mawile bared his horns. They were lined with teeth appearing as a massive set of jaws.

Gilbert held his breath watching his partner carefully. He hoped that the paralysis would wear off again.

Since Hitmonchan couldn't move, Mawile easily scooped him up into the secondary jaws. He took extra time to make sure Hitmonchan's arms were in the right position. Then he crunched down on his victim.

Crying out, Hitmonchan took high amounts of damage with each bite. Gilbert bit his lip.

There! He saw movement in his partner! The paralysis was gone again.

Mawile clinched his jaws for another bite.

"Counter!" Gilbert shouted.

In a burst of strength, Hitmonchan wrenched apart the jaws. He struck with a powerful blow inside them, a spot rarely hit. Mawile released him immediately and stumbled back in clear pain. He never saw Hitmonchan's Sky Uppercut coming.

Mawile flew into the air and crashed into a boulder. As the smoke cleared, Mawile was clearly passed out.

Arthur pointed to Gilbert, "Mawile is unable to battle! Hitmonchan is the victor."

"Son of a bitch!" Gilbert leaned forward on his knees. That was too close. Another Crunch attack and his partner would have fainted. Hitmonchan was beaten up and tired. Unless it was something weak like a Caterpie, Hitmonchan probably wouldn't last too long next round. Gilbert could only hope to get some attacks in to weaken Alfred's next choice. "You're doing awesome, Hitmonchan!"

Hitmonchan shot a smirked back to his trainer, "Hitmon Hitmonchan!"

"No, you're awesome."

"I have to agree," Alfred recalled his Mawile. "You're really tough, and that was a ballsy move you did. I don't think my Mawile has ever been hit there before. It was smart." Suddenly, Alfred's face changed into a challenging grin. "But I'm done playing with you."

Matthew smiled and leaned in a bit, "It's about time that Alfred pulled him out. Why would he wait this long to use him?"

Francis smiled at his son, "It was a good strategy. He's Alfred's strongest Pokémon. If Al sent him out first against Gilbert's strongest, the battle could have gone either way. Now, all of Gilbert's team will be at a disadvantage. Yes, it took two of Alfred's to wear Hitmonchan down, but he'll get it back now."

Gilbert held his head high in anticipation of what was coming.

Taking a Pokeball that was decorated in graffiti from his belt, Alfred looked it over, "Time to take back our victory. Go!" He threw it onto the field.

In a burst of smoke and light appeared Alfred's greatest warrior: Lucario.

"Damn," Gilbert wasn't surprised that Alfred would have such a strong contender in his arsenal. Though, he would never admit that he was intimidated. "Hitmonchan! We can do this! Together!"

Hitmonchan nodded. Being a seasoned battler, he knew now his goal was to weaken the opponent. That was the only option now.

Arthur signaled to the arena, "Begin!"

Lucario vanished, and suddenly Hitmonchan was flat on his back. He was knocked out cold. Lucario appeared again a second later where he started.

Arthur pointed to Alfred, "Hitmonchan is unable to battle! Lucario is the winner!"

"What just happened?" Gilbert's eyes were wide. He never heard Alfred's command. But an attack just went through. Glancing at Alfred, the blonde laughed cockily.

"You're probably wondering how Lucario knew what attack to use," Alfred tapped his own temple. "Our auras are linked together. We can read each other's thoughts through telepathy. I don't have to say a word, but he knows what to do."

"Oh, of course! That's just peachy keen!" Gilbert groaned and ran a hand through his hair. Alfred definitely had the advantage if he never had to call an attack. It gave the opponent a small window to react. Now, that was much smaller. After taking a deep breath, he looked to Arthur, "May I enter the field to get Hitmonchan? He doesn't like being in his Pokeball."

"Granted. Hold the battle," Arthur stepped back.

Gilbert sprinted across the terrain and knelt beside his fallen partner. Hitmonchan weakly opened his eyes mumbling apologies to his trainer. Gilbert rested a hand on his chest, "Shut up. You did amazing. I don't want another word out of you. Get some rest." Hauling Hitmonchan up to his shoulders, Gilbert carried his partner on his back.

Alfred smiled as he watched the display. Gil might be rough around the edges and brash, but he cared deeply for his team.

We're not going easy on them, Lucario shot a glance back to his trainer as he spoke through telepathy.

Alfred chuckled, I would never dream of that. Geez! Have more faith in me!

Lucario rolled his eyes, I admit that it is respectable. Though, I would have liked to face that opponent one on one. I've needed a challenge.

Next time, Alfred returned his gaze to Gilbert. We need to focus now.

Gil laid Hitmonchan on the ground behind him. Shrugging off his jacket, Gilbert balled it up and placed it under the Pokémon's head, "Rest. Don't watch the battle." Though, he knew that Hitmonchan wouldn't listen. Gilbert rose to his feet and faced the field.

Time for the second half to begin.

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I'm stopping here, because I would like some feedback. I've never wrote a fight scene before so I would love some critiques before I jump into part two. Thanks guys!