A/N: I'm gonna warn you now, it gets a bit rated M at the beginning of this, so just a head's up in advance. /.\ Oh, and I've changed the name of the story to What She Deserves. You'll probably read why later in this. Enjoy!
I thought he was a good guy; just some really nice random guy. He was giving me compliments and buying me things, for no reason other than he could. Because he was a fan of me.
We made it back to the hotel room and had been sitting and talking for hours. He lead an interesting life, telling me a childhood tragedy made him scared of Pokémon, even my cute little harmless Skittles.
He used to live in the Johto region, near Mt. Silver with his mother. When he was ten, the age where you get your Pokémon license, his mother just left him in the mountain by himself, and he said the Pokémon there wanted nothing to do with him. Many tried to scare him away and when he attempted to catch a Sneasel – he said kids in his town had to capture their own starter Pokémon – it attacked him almost to death. He was a year older than me and had never attempted to start a Pokémon journey after it. I guessed some people just weren't meant to do it – to make him feel more relaxed, I put Skittles in her pokéball, which seemed to help. Once he had made it out, he said he found their local doctor and left Johto for Kanto, hearing stories of me, and even Gary and Ash. He traveled to Sinnoh to learn of Pokémon history until he heard I was coming back to Kanto, so he took a plane as fast as he could. But even though he was really nice and oh so attractive, I just didn't feel that comfortable being alone with him. I just wasn't a people person, except, I guess, with Gary and Ash.
"Listen," I interrupted one of his stories of Sinnoh as politely as I could, "This is really fun and all, but would you mind leaving? It's just, we've only just met and I'm not real comfy with – " He stopped my words with a sudden kiss on my lips, making me freeze up in shock. And it wasn't a romantic one like you see in the movies. It was forceful and full of lust; not exactly how I'd wanted my first kiss! I pulled away from him, and slid over to my bed in caution. Who did he think he was just doing that?! What the hell?!
"I've been wanting to do that all day," Riley purred, slowly getting up to follow me, "There's other things I've been wanting to do as well," I pushed myself against the wall trying to back away from him.
"What the fuck is your problem, dude?! You can't just kiss girls like that!" I yelled, swatting my hands at him to keep him away. He shrugged, stopping at the foot of my bed.
"And why can't I? I knew you were naïve enough to believe my charade, my stupid story! No girl can resist feeling sorry for a loser like that! Since I first laid eyes on you, I knew what I wanted," he paused dramatically, "And I'm sure you do, too," he simpered madly and began crawling towards me. Charade? What the fuck? This guy was maximum creeper!
"W-what? No! Please leave!" I shouted, holding a foot up in defense and pointing a shaky finger to the door. I should have been more demanding, but that's hard when you're majorly creeped out and terrified. He didn't obey my plea; only crawled closer to me, and I launched my foot at him, but he was a lot faster than me. He grabbed my foot and slammed it down, then lunged; within seconds, he was on top of me. He stared down at me, a look of pure satisfaction in his eyes. He liked this. His hands had my arms pinned down and his knees on my legs kept me from squirming. He may have been attractive but he was heavier than he looked and he was crushing my legs and arms.
"Get off me," I squeaked out, at a loss of breath from his sudden change in demeanor, and the amount of unexpected weight flung on top of me. He shook his head with a mad grin, "If you're trying to be funny, it's not working! You're being fucking creepy! Now get off!" I used my collected strength to try and shove him off but it was no good. He was much too strong for me to move.
"Oh, Kami, quit your squirming," he tutted, and began to pull at my shorts. Oh FUCK no! I kicked my legs, trying to get away from this freak, but he held me down with his own legs as he took off my shorts. I couldn't control myself; I started bawling, flailing everywhere like a pitiful Magikarp using splash on land. He was just the sweetest guy a few minutes ago and now he was a horny teenager? He returned to his original position on top of me after succeeding with my shorts and smiled evilly. "You really have no idea how attractive you are," he mused, trying to run the back of his hand down my cheek to catch my tears. To his surprise, I latched out to bite him. There was no way in hell I was going to willingly let him touch me after all of this! He pulled his hand away in time and his grin only got wider.
"Don't fucking touch me," I spat out through sobs and tears. Riley only laughed. He laughed. He was enjoying every second of this; of me being defenseless against him. His grip on my arms became stronger, pushing them against the bed and I yelled in pain.
"Uh-uh, none of that!" he growled and flipped me over on my stomach, forcing my face into a pillow to try and stop my screams. This only made me cry louder. I mean, what the hell did he expect me to do, just sit there and let him do what he wanted? What did I do to him to deserve this?! I continued my fight as he attempted to take off the rest of my clothes; I was NOT going to let this pervert get he wanted, even if it killed me. Through my screaming, I heard a knock on the door and tried to call out, but Riley flipped me back over and placed a hand on my mouth. He shook his head dominantly and I bit his hand, making him wince and I took the opportunity to slide out from under him and make a run for the door. I thought I could make it, until the bastard scared the piss out of me by grabbing me by my waist. He pulled me in close, and I could feel him move his face around in my hair, as if he was smelling it. I froze; I had no idea what to do. My mouth dropped open and a scream rushed out, hoping it make the people on the other side of the door come back for me. Don't leave me here with him, please! Come back!
"Kam?!" I heard Ash's worried voice on the other side of the door and fear rushed out of me for a second.
"A-Ash! Please he-" Riley put a hand over my mouth, telling me to keep it shut. Tears continued to stream down my face as Riley pushed me back down on the bed, not even paying attention to the noise outside the room; Ash was trying to bust through the door. I heard Gary's voice outside and even with the pervert on top of me, it gave me a sense of relief. Riley was still trying to get the rest of my clothes off and I was snapped back to reality, continuing to scream and kick the guy off of me. But a loud smash over by the door stopped us both and where the door once stood was Ash Ketchum and Gary Oak, their visages stuck in a terrified position.
"What the HELL do you think you're doing to her?!" I screamed, charging for the guy on top of Kamryn. I dove at him and tackled him off of her, pinning him to the ground with shaking fists. "Answer me, you piece of shit!" The guy called Riley was awestruck; he only gaped up at me, as if in shock. I heard a cry and turned to Kam, who was sobbing into Ash's shoulder. Seeing her in tears like that only pissed me off more; I never wanted to see her cry and she was absolutely broken down, because of him. I threw a punch at his face, causing him to wince. "Are you going to talk or not?!" He spat out some saliva and grinned up at me.
"Are you jealous I got farther with her than you could, Oak?" He spat my name in spite, a wicked grin on his face. I rebutted with another blow to his face, hearing a cracking noise. How fucking dare he?! Riley groaned; I must have cracked his nose. Rage flowed through my veins; I was just way too pissed to swing, so I pulled him to his feet and pinned him to the wall. I leaned in close to his ear.
"If you EVER come within 100 feet of her again, I swear, I will kill you." Before he could reply to me, I punched his face again, then landed a blow in his stomach. He groaned again, dropping to the ground. He coughed again, only this time with blood, and I watched it splatter on the floor. The motherfucker deserved this. As I lifted an eager leg to kick him in the stomach, a hand on my shoulder stopped me. Ash. He pushed me to the side, nodded to Kam and looked down at Riley. I turned my complete focus to Kamryn.
"Kami, are you okay? Did he hurt you? Why are your pants off? What-" She stopped my concerned sputters with a hug before she burst out in another fit of tears. I held her in my arms while she cried, rubbing her back and laying my head on her shoulder. I couldn't imagine what she had been through for her to have been crying as bad as she was, though maybe I could... I turned back to Ash, who had a barely conscious Riley by the collar and was dragging him out the door – he must have fucked him up! I did have to admit; Ash was quite the gentleman. He'd matured a lot since we started out as ten-year-olds, though he still remained as naïve as he used to be. But he had realized that women were different from men; that they needed to be treated different, in a nicer way, for lack of a better word. He was sure as hell a better gentleman than me…
"Kami?" Ash murmured her name as he slammed the door on the pervert, locked the door and ran over to us. She didn't reply; only continued to sob into my shoulder. He flashed me a look, one that could have torn anyone's heart out. He felt so bad for leaving her alone, I knew he did. I returned a gaze that told him it wasn't his fault. He sat down with us, hugging her other side close, and we sat like that, in an awkward hugging ball, just letting Kamryn let out all the tears she needed to.
"Thank you," she finally forced out after an hour or so of sobbing. I smiled softly, lifting her head up with my hand by her chin and wiped her tears. She smiled as best she could back at me and I saw Ash squeeze her in an embracing hug, making her smile even bigger.
"Anything for our Kami!" Ash exclaimed, releasing her, patting her head and heading to the bathroom where he had supposed put his Pokémon partner so he wouldn't have to see the human violence. Kami looked up at me, her eyes bloodshot and red, but man, she was still so beautiful. Noticing again her shorts were off, I took off my shirt and offered it to her; I knew how defensive she got about people – especially me and Ash – seeing her without actual clothes on. And as cute as they were, I'm sure she was feeling terribly awkward sitting there in pink, lacey polka-dot underwear.
"T-thanks," she whispered, and I noticed her face flushed from my lack of shirt. I don't like tooting my own horn – what the hell am I saying, of course I do! – But I did have a nice body. Though I didn't really expect her to see it under these circumstances; I thought it would be swimming or something! I grinned wickedly, though I didn't make a joke this time. She didn't need any more pervertedness at the moment, not after…
"Kam, why don't you get some sleep, okay?" Ash's voice sounded from the bathroom before he came out with Pikachu, all dressed in his pajamas. That was fucking fast! She nodded weakly and – after taking off her other clothes under my shirt – proceeded to cover up in her bed. It made me happy that she wanted to sleep in my shirt, though it was probably just a security thing, ya know, since she had a shitty day. Me and Ash tucked her in, just like our moms used to do to us, and, as if he could read her mind, Ash took out Skittles' pokéball and she snuggled up next to her trainer, making Kami smile the biggest I'd seen her all night.
"Goodnight, guys," she yawned, and within seconds, she was asleep. I sighed happily at the sight, though I did have to wonder; how was it possible to fall asleep that fast?! Ash grinned at our best friend as he made his way to his perch on the couch and I followed suite to my sleeping area on the floor.
"Gary, we need to call Officer Jenny so that guy doesn't come back for her," Ash said, breaking the silence we sat in. I nodded, pointing to the phone. He seemed the person to do so; he knew her better than I did. He picked it up and called her, and I laid in my "bed", only staring at the ceiling. I felt like I had failed her; we promised to protect her, and even though we made it before anything bad happened, things still happened. It's not something she can just shake off, no matter how strong she is. I just wanted to keep her safe.
"Jenny said she would come over to see if see if he is still outside and if not, they'll start their search." Ash reported once off the phone. I nodded to him, not turning my gaze from the ceiling. He sighed contently as he snuggled in on the couch with Pikachu. He turned off the lights and I thought he had fallen asleep, since we sat in silence for well over ten minutes before I heard him speak again.
"Gary, if you're going to do something, don't do it like he did, okay?" his words were not something I was expecting and I blinked in the darkness, as if he could see it.
"What do you mean?" I asked. With Ash, anything he said could mean one thing to him and something completely different to another person. He sighed, as if it was blatantly obvious.
"Gary, I know you like Kami. She deserves a good guy. But not the player Gary, our best friend Gary." I closed my eyes at his words, trying not to burst out with "How did you know?!" or "Is it really that obvious?!" so I wouldn't wake up Kamryn. But I guess it showed that Ash knew plenty more than what he put off to. For some reason, I felt as though, after the events of the day, he had grown up a little. He sounded older and wiser, but maybe that was just recoil from kicking Riley's ass. Whatever it was, somewhere, I felt satisfied that he was able to tell me that, and that I could hear it from my best friend, and not in a lecture from Gramps or my sister.
"I know, Ashy-Boy, I wanna be the one she deserves," was all I could force out through my thoughts and he made a satisfied noise in return. And with no reply and reassuring, quiet snores, I was left awake in the darkness to think about my plan of action to protect Kam, or at least, help her forget her ordeal earlier, and soon, from exhaustion, succumbed to the sleep that had been tugging at me.
I didn't speak much the next day. Gary and Ash seemed to understand. I just wanted to leave Celadon, and that's what we did. I felt bad making the boys leave – I knew they liked the mini vacation in Celadon – but they insisted they come with me, not in the least bit upset with my decision. Gary hung close to me the whole time back home, which, though I honestly found comforting, was not like him at all. He'd been acting so weird since we'd seen each other again, but I was too preoccupied in my thoughts of the day before. I just couldn't get it out of my head, no matter how much I tried.
We took Gary's Fearow back to Pallet and I stayed in my room the rest of the day, with my mother coming up every now and again with food or the occasional "I love you, sweetie, I'm right downstairs." I assumed one of the boys had told her what had happened, and if they did, she was surprisingly calm about it, considering the way she used to react when I would get hurt when playing with them when we were little…
"Gary, Ash, wait up!" I huffed, already tired from the short run. The two boys laughed at me, sticking immature tongues out in taunting.
"Slowpoke!" Ash jeered, mocking the slow Pokémon's walk, making Gary topple over in laughter. I turned red in the face, much similar to an angry Jigglypuff – to whom they commonly referred me to when I lost my temper – and stomped after them, only to trip over a wild Geodude in the ground. I skidded my knee on the hard rocks and dirt, tearing the skin and blood trickled down. I sat up, cradling my hurt knee and holding back the waterworks; I had to be tough if I wanted to hang with the boys! That meant no tears! Gary and Ash stopped in their tracks and doubled back to me, gasping loudly at my hurt knee.
"Aww, Kami! Are you okay?!" Gary asked, sitting down with me, examining my knee. I shook my head; it really hurt! "Ashy, go get Gramps!" Ash nodded at Gary's demand and rushed to go get help. When Ash left, I let the tears burst and cried the way all little kids cry: continuously with the dramatic gasp for breath only to continue the sobbing. Gary sat with me – and had even ripped off part of his shirt to help stop the bleeding – for the five minutes it took to find Grandpa Oak, who was accompanied by my mother.
"Oh Kamryn!" She barked, charging over to her only daughter and flooding me with kisses. "Are you alright?! Ash said you were hurt!" I sniffled and brushed the tears off my face with uncoordinated child hands, pointing to my knee. "Oh my goodness, you're bleeding!" she shrieked, scooping me up and scowling at the boys at the Professor's side. "You should be gentler with her! She's not as tough as you boys are! She's fragile!" The two tried to defend themselves but my mother would have none of it, turning her back on them and heading for the house…
I had always hoped they never took her outbursts to heart; she was always overly concerned.
"Hey Kami, can I come in?" a knock and a familiar voice sounded from outside my door around seven in the evening and I opened the door to an anxious-looking Gary Oak. He seemed to be in his pajamas – he possessed no shirt and rolled up sweatpants covered his lower half – and his hair was messy than usual. I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"You can come in if you put a damn shirt on, Oak!" I sneered in good nature, the first time I had poked fun at him all day. That seemed to perk up his mood as his visage soon adorned his signature smirk.
"You took my shirt, remember? Slept with it, as a matter of fact. Did you think you could keep it forever?" I looked at the floorboards in embarrassment. I had forgotten to give his shirt back when he and Ash dropped me off at the house. I walked to my bed where I had left it – of course I had changed out of just his shirt, but had packed it with my things and was planning to give it to him the following day – and handed it to him without looking at him. He chuckled and took it, grabbing my hand with his and pulling me in for a hug. I hugged him back; it's where I felt safe. It made me forget what had happened the day before, being in his arms. After a couple seconds, I pulled back from him and stuck my tongue out.
"If that's all you wanted, then you can leave now," Those are the words that came out, but I desperately wanted him to stay. I wanted to talk to my best friend about what his problems had been lately, but I just couldn't get myself to say it. He shrugged, playfully tugging at my half up/half down hair.
"I guess it was," he sighed, though I sensed hesitation in his voice. He smiled at me and, after releasing my hair, turned for the stairs. As he descended, I felt myself run after him and grab his arm. He turned to me, a look of longing shot at me. I choked. I don't know what forced me to chase him, but I pulled at his arm, signaling I wanted him to stay. He beamed gently, and followed me into my room again, though this time, he actually came in and sat on my bed with me.
"G-Gary," I choked his name out, wanting to ask, though I didn't think I had the courage now. I was never good at giving advice or trying to comfort or confront people about things. I didn't feel like it was my place to pry, but, with my best friend, I felt I had to; the words just wouldn't come out.
"Yes?" I knew he was trying hard to conceal interest in what I was trying to say but he was never good at that. I scooped up a sleeping Skittles from my pillow and stroked her, taking a deep breath before finally shoving my wanted words out.
"Why have you been acting so strangely lately? Like, on Kronos, and the random gazes into nothing, and the whole breaking down thing at the lab? Are you going through a hard time lately?" he blinked at me, obviously not the question he was expecting, but he didn't reply. He shuffled his feet and ran an awkward hand through his chaotic hair. In an effort to ease his tension, and because I have an excellent sense of humor, I added, "Have you started your… period?" As soon as he heard that word, the color ran from his face and he grew stiff. His reaction was priceless, and I toppled over in laughter, Skittles copying. He shook his head in embarrassment.
"Y-you know guys don't have those!" he hissed, turning red from my laughter. I sat up and placed a hand on his lap.
"I know, I know," I coaxed, smiling innocently at him. It felt so good to be able to joke around with my best friend instead of being gloomy with depressing thoughts. It felt like it never even happened, that we had just gotten home from our trip and had a wonderful time. But I still had to know what was troubling him. "Still though, what's up with how you've been acting?" A frown played on his lips as he concentrated on an answer to respond with. After a minute or two, he sighed and laid out on my bed, as if he owned the damn place.
"Honestly Kami, I don't know how to explain it," he began, turning his head to look at me then folded his hands under his skull for a makeshift pillow. "You're my best chick friend, you always have been. I've never found anyone else like you and I'm so glad for that. Because you know me best. You laugh at my jokes and throw ones back. No one else does that. And you hug me, tighter and warmer than anyone else, even Daisy. It's just… so weird. When I got to see you again, my heart swelled up. It was like I'd seen you for the first time, yet we shared all these memories. You've grown so much. I guess that's the explanation to the waterworks," he didn't seem to believe himself when he said that, but I didn't bring it up and let him continue, "On Kronos… well I feel like I can be… um, closer to you than other girls…" He blushed as he said that, his words trailing off, but it didn't take long for him to pick back up again, "I realized I don't just think of you as my friend, Kami, you're more than that to me…"
He took a deep breath as he prepared to tell me what had be plaguing his mind ever since we got reunited:
"I love you, Kam… I guess that explains it."
A/N: Well, the beginning could have had a COMPLETELY different turn, but that's where my mind went and it developed... /.\ Sorry guys, but yeah! Big reveal! I do like the ending of this chapter - which is surprising, considering I usually don't - and I hope you guys do, too! Thank you for reading chapter 4! Reviews are always welcome!