SilverxGold. (Huntershipping/Preciousmetalshipping)
I hate him.
From the moment I kicked his ass at New Bark Town, I hated him. His kind-hearted attitude won't get him anywhere, and the fact that he's very hot-headed is another reason. I learn from my own experiences that in order to survive in this world, I have to rely on no one but myself. Friends are a hassle, and family…
It's his fault. Making me think of things that I should've had forgotten. Just imagining his face makes me want to punch the real thing. Now that I think about it, why am I thinking about that stupid bastard?
*CRACKLE*
The sound of thunder makes me snap out from my thoughts, and quickly, I try to get my Skarmory to stop trembling in fear from the lightning. We're high up in the sky and I don't want the cause of my death is by falling off of my own Pokemon, and the fact that there's a storm makes the story of my death more ridiculous. I can already imagine what they would say on my funeral.
He flew during a thunder storm, what an idiot.
Whoever says that is on my shit list.
I close my eyes and let the cool drops of rain hit me. And for some reason, I see his face in the dark.
I hear my Pokemon screech below me, signaling that we are now nearing our destination. I make him go lower and fasten his pace. Moments later, I can see the city of Goldenrod, and just by looking at it, something is wrong with that sleepless metropolis.
Back at Mahogany Town, I saw him at the Pokemon Center, talking urgently with someone on his Pokegear. I was about to approach him when he ran out and flew into the storm. A while later, a lot of trainers were complaining about how their Pokegear were receiving weird broadcasts. And I knew where he was headed.
We hover over the city and all I can see are the grunts of Team Rocket in every street. The people living there must have hidden themselves out of fright.
Despicable.
All of them, they are weak.
I hate weaklings.
Another reason why I hate him.
Guiding my Skarmory, I try to find a place where we can land, and seconds later, we land at a roof of one of the buildings. I return the Pokemon in his Pokeball and using my knowledge of parkour, I make my way through the roofs of the building, trying to find that black-haired boy.
As I run through the rain, I remember the man I battled with, and what he said to me after the battle.
"I see the look in your eyes. You want to be strong. But how can you when you don't love and trust your own Pokemon enough?"
I have always believed that it is for the weak, but…is that what I really need?
I stop at a building just across the Goldenrod Radio Tower. Strangely, I notice the street below is almost deserted. Only two grunts are at the entrance of the building- no, make it one, the other just went inside, with a Pokemon following him. I quickly make my way to the emergency exit stairs and I go down.
Making sure that the coast is clear and no grunts are heading over here, except for the grunt, I walk towards him. I try to compose myself as he sees and smiles at me like he knows me. "Well, well, well. Look who we have here. I'm glad to see you Mr. Silver, or should I say, Hunter?"
Hunter.
That is the name the grunts call me behind my back. It suits me. I track my prey until I get what I want from them. Always have… and always will. "Cut the crap and let me in."
"And why should I? You're not the boss of me anymore, in fact you never were."
"Yeah, and you're an idiot for following a teenage boy. Anyway, I shouldn't be wasting my time on you, besides, we all know that you're just a slave, a sacrifice like a pawn in chess."
"Why you little brat!"
As he runs towards me, I easily dodge and kick him on the back. He lands on his face on a puddle of water. That's for messing with me.
I go inside the tower and cold air hits me, making me feel like I'm back at the Mahogany Gym, and the fact that I'm soaking wet makes it worse. Damn these air conditioners. The lobby is deserted and the only way I can find my way around is to follow the puddles on the floor. Seconds later, I find two grunts talking with one another at the bottom of a staircase. I charge at them and I grab the collar of the taller one and pull it to make him face me. "Hey grunt! Tell your boss to stop messing around! Tch. Going in groups to gang up on others? You cowards!" I turn to face the other one, who is dripping wet from the rain. He is obviously, for some reason, is hiding his face by pulling his cap down. I also notice a Typhlosion behind him. It is the same Typhlosion that he has…
What…the…
Is this a joke? Is this some kind of f*ckin' joke?
No. It can't be. It just can't.
He couldn't.
He wouldn't.
He shouldn't.
As I let go of the man, my mind is filling up with questions that needed answers. I cannot even specify what emotion I am feeling right now. Anger, confusion, frustration…hurt…
What?
"Gold."
"..."
"What are you doing here?"
"…"
"Why are you wearing…those?"
"…Leave me alone, Silver." He whispers to me.
Leave?
No.
I grab his arm and drag him, leaving the grunt, while Gold's Pokemon follows us. I find our way to a deserted hallway, Gold on the other hand is trying to pull his arm free from my grip while shouting at me about who knows what for I am too angry to hear anything. I open the nearest door and I push him inside, and before closing the door I tell the Pokemon that his master will be fine…in a way.
Finally, I can confront him. I face him, his face red with anger. If he is that angry, all I can say is that he really wouldn't want to be with me in this room right now.
"What the hell is your problem?!" he angrily shouts.
"Your clothes."
"What about them?"
"Take it off."
"What?"
"Take. It. Off." I try to take it off myself, but he keeps on pushing me away so I push him on top of a table and I climb on top of him, while I keep on removing his clothing. We are both making a mess because of our wet clothes.
"What the- you pervert! You perverted bastard! I don't swing like that!"
Funny, I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. All I want to do is to get rid of it. It's because of him. It's his fault. It's his fault why I'm becoming like this.
I finally manage to take his shirt off, leaving him topless.
"I don't want to lose my virginity this way!"
I am so tempted to punch him right now.
I remove myself from him and I move away, giving him some space, and a few minutes to answer my questions before I lose my control again.
"What the hell is your problem?!"
"My problem? You're the one who has a problem! You want to get strong by joining some group? Then fine, go ahead! But I won't let you ever join Team Rocket!"
"What are you talking about?!"
"I thought you were better than this. Tch. Those boneheads must have corrupted your mind in making you join them. I'll just have to beat the shit out of you until you get your senses back."
"What?! You think I joined Team Rocket? That's crazy! You're crazy! I dressed up as a grunt so I can get pass them and defeat whoever's doing this! But you had to blow up my cover!"
Oh.
That sounds…logical.
I cross my arms. "I see. You were trying to sneak in."
"No shit!"
"Huh! A typical idea of the meek! No matter. I'll let you be."
"What? That's it? After harassing me that's' all you can say?! Whatever! Give me back my shirt!"
"No. I'll discard it with the rest of your clothes, so take off your pants."
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"The grunt we left would have already alerted the others, so there's no use in wearing these. Take your pants off or… do you want me to do it?"
He growls at me, but nonetheless he complies. "I have no time for this. Here!" He throws me his pants and he takes out his clothes from his bag. After dressing up, he glares at me.
I on the other hand ignore it and decided to break the silence building up. "Carry on with your heroic quest. I have to defeat the Dragon Tamer, Lance, if I remember correctly."
"I swear I will never forget this!"
I smirk. "That you have been stripped off your dignity? Why yes, that is rather hard to forget."
"Bullshit!" He charges at me and I dodge it too easily, making him stumble.
"After I defeat him, it will be your turn. Be ready for it." I go out of the room while the Typhlosion goes to his master. As I walk down the hallway, I finally manage to think of the events that had happened.
Why did I do that?
Why did I get so angry at the thought that he joined Team Rocket?
Most of all, why was I…hurt?
Love and trust.
I stop at the thought. I only notice that I'm outside when the falling rain hits me. I see the drops of water hitting the ground.
I was wrong.
I never hated him.