I was listening to a Japanese song about playing video games while I came up with idea for this XD I don't even know how they're related, but inspiration is inspiration. Enjoy the chapter~

-Lost Silver-

It was one of those days where you don't want to wake up when I opened my eyes, especially if you just happen to be sleeping outside. The sky was covered with huge black clouds and it was raining. I knew I had to get us out of the rain, and fast. I sat up and found Ben sleeping next to me in a separate sleeping bag, (my Pokémon must have been too lazy to put the other tent up) and attempted to shake him awake. Luckily it didn't take him very long, upon hearing the rain he freaked out and scrambled to the far side of the tent.

I knew Ben had a fear of water; I wouldn't drag him around in the storm if it was an option, but I saw no other way to get into the cave that was a little ways off. He was struggling most of the way there, trying to retreat back to the tent or shoving his hat farther over his head to stop the rain from hitting him in the face, but he didn't know the way and it would be a failed cause to try and teleport there. I can't teleport, to be honest, unless it is a short distance.

The second we got there he sat down and pouted, I wasn't about to yell at him, Mew knows what he would do if I did that. So I simply ignored the child-like behavior he was sporting and surveyed the area. I didn't take long to do that, I had been in a lot of caves and knew what it was like to camp in one. I looked out at the storm outside and knew it wasn't about to stop anytime soon – The sky had –somehow- gotten darker and now was rumbling with thunder.

Ben wasn't helping lighten the mood the slightest and I was losing my patience with him, so I decided to relieve the anger growing inside me. "Would you stop it? At least I got you out of the rain!" "There was no rain in the tent!" "The tent would've collapsed, it's safer here, anyway," I usually was able to win these arguments with logic, and he was staring at me like I was a know-it-all. Which I have to admit, I did act like one sometimes.

He sighed, knowing he couldn't win, and fidgeted in an attempt to get rid of his still existing anger. "So how long are we going to stay here?" He asked, looking up at me. "We may have to stay here till I find a new camp, the old one will be a giant muddle puddle at this rate," I replied. I wasn't sure if by 'we' he meant he wanted to stay with me until he was sure he understood why I wanted to leave, or if he wanted to go with me and attempt to be normal. He might've even thought of this as some outdoors sleepover with his best friend.

But I didn't want any of these things, I didn't want him following me around or calling me his best friend. I could perfectly handle myself! Unless Red happened to find me, the headless stalker. Ben would just remind me of my dreaded afterlife, I didn't want that. I just wanted to be alone, able to create my own life, not being a puppet of someone in this world or having to scare them. I wanted Ben to realize this, but I couldn't be rude to one of my only friends.

I would just have to put up with him for now; there was no other way around it. "What're you thinking about?" His question snapped me from my thoughts, and I had to come up with some excuse, but before I could think of anything, I said, "Nothing." He gave me a sneaky look, and I knew he had a nasty guess in his mind. I thought I might have to kill him for…for the second time.

"Were you thinking about a certain somebody?" "What?! N-NO!" "Tell me who it is, c'mon, please?" "SHUT UP!" My anger was making him crack up, but who wouldn't act like that when someone suddenly asked that question? "Calm down, I'm kidding!" He laughed. I attempted to push back all of my anger to the back of my mind, but the urge to scream at him and throw him into a lake was growing stronger. "It wasn't funny." I hissed. "Kinda was." He smiled, calming down. "I can shove you out into that storm if I want to," I growled, hoping to make him back off. "I can make you burst into flames," He challenged.

I groaned, hoping for him to shut up. Did he have an answer to everything? I remember the reason we became friends was because he was one of the first few who didn't judge my appearance, or call me 'Silver' to tick me off, normally with fans I would accept it, but with others, they just needed to realize my name is Gold. The reason I didn't hang out with him often was because he of how annoying he was. I guess people used to feel the same way about me, but still, I've changed.

Now that I think about it, he seemed to be thinking deeply about something too. I wasn't about to try to joke about it, even if Other Gold wanted me to. It wanted to do things I wouldn't dare do anymore, and it was an official pest in my mind. Still, there was always a possibility he could take over…now I really wanted to be away from Ben.

I hoped he wouldn't make any more jokes, that might make me snap and we would go into war with each other. It had happened with me and Jeff, once, but who didn't go into war with Jeff at some point? I like him, but he can be annoying sometimes. "You're lost in thought again, Gold," He said. "Is there something you aren't telling me?" I looked at him; I didn't want to talk to him. I was about to lose my cool, but he was determined to start a conversation.

"No. Stop worrying." I muttered. "…There's something you aren't telling me," He said again, this time with confusion in his voice. "No, Ben, there isn't," I growled, anger growing, this time I couldn't control it. He just stared at me, then said, "…You don't like me, do you?"