Okay! Alola everyone! Brav coming back to deliver the next update for A Hui Hou Kakou!

So there's a lot I intended to cover coming into Royal Avenue and my original thought process was to squeeze it into just two chapters. It looks like that won't be the case as it's turning out to be a lot longer than expected. Nevertheless, I'm very eager to get to the Fire trial going. The gist of it has already been written since I wanted to strike while the iron was hot! (No pun intended) Of course, I'll have to do some adjustments because there's a chance that something else might happen...like a different totem pokemon Elio has to fight.

So bear with me for these next handful of chapters before the next trial. Trust me, I'm just as eager to get there as you.

I opted to try something different since I'm going to be busy this entire week. So this chapter was updated through the wesbite's app. All edits were done beforehand and it was ready to go over the weekend. The only issue was that it was the wrong chapter that was put out. Good thing I caught it because it's one with a lotta spoilers! Now this is the proper chapter!

Let's get started.

Seemed like Elio has reached Royal Avenue! It's a big huge entertainment section of Akala Island and even bigger than anything Hau'oli City has! You can go see anything here from fancy water shows to the world famous Battle Royal matches! I hear it pays homage to how the four most important gods of Alola, the Tapu deities competed against each other to determine who was the strongest.

I think Battle Royal is unique to the Alola region and the rules are pretty simple. Instead of having two trainers face off against one another; there are four who are competing to defeat the other three. Battles are predetermined on the number of pokemon used with the minimum of one and a maximum of three with it being the most common. The match ends when there is only one trainer left and all others are unable to use any pokemon.

Easy right? Heh…totally wrong! While it is important to have your pokemon in good condition, you also need to be able to score defeats on your opponents! You will receive three points per pokemon surviving and two for each one you score the knockout blow! Having strong attacking pokemon means that you will likely be targeted quickly by the others and having more defense means that they would ignore you, costing points. You have to find a fine balance in order to succeed.

How do I know all of this? Well, I happen to be in the company of one of Battle Royal's most famous contestants to grace the stage. The Masked Royal! Very few people know his secret identity including me, but he's super famous! They even talked about making some superhero TV series about him, but I guess he declined. Professor Kukui is his agent or spokesperson and said that the Royal will be exclusive to the Royal Dome.

What's cool about the Battle Royal was that a lot of the matches are televised, along with a bunch of other things around there! I knew that the Royal was going to make an appearance and I hoped to catch Elio on there too! He was showing Hau about an exhibition battle, through brief with Hala…and Gladion.

Gladion.

I can't believe it…I can't…Brother…he's okay!

I am so relieved! I heard nothing about his whereabouts, on what island or even…even if he was still on Alola until just two days ago! But I'm trying so hard not to cry right now. He had left those two years ago without even saying goodbye…every night I looked out to the stars and prayed to the Tapu that they would be watching over him.

And they were.

I didn't see Elio participate, but I heard that the Pro Day thing is going to happen after the day's Battle Royal matches. I'll stay watching to see if I can see him in action. It'll be different than looking at tapes a couple years ago.

Dear Elio,

I'm very glad you're going to be playing with Ed! I wish nothing but the best of luck to the both of you!

So apparently I heard that lots of stuff is being broadcasted around that part of Akala Island! Maybe I'll be lucky and get to see you do something! I don't like battling as you may know, but I know you will do your best for yourself and your pokemon. I know you don't know much about Battle Royal, but I can actually teach you the rules if you want! I've got one of the best teachers in that!

It's also nice that you get to do what I did, show a newcomer around Alola. Just remember to watch out for Team Skull okay?

Nebby's been a little upset lately. I think it misses you.

And I do too.

I miss you.

Sincerely,

Lillie

Gladion let out another deflated sigh as he stalked back through one of the many pathways lining Royal Avenue.

The namesake street was located at the heart of the small town called Pa'ani. With a population of around ten thousand, it was in central Akala Island home to a large highway that connected the isle's eastern rural side and the major cities on the west. While neither serving Heahea or Konikoni city directly, the large international airport, named after famous kahuna Kamehameha provided a healthy flow of travelers going to and from here as well as both cities.

Many lamp posts lining the sides of the walkways had colorful banners showing off a golden circle with a cartoonish representation of the Royal Dome. Neatly trimmed gardens and hedges kept the central entertainment district of Alola in good impression. Flitting about were several other wild pokemon species such as cutiefly, cottonee and oricorio all jockeying against one another in competition for the flower nectar in the flowerbeds.

Gladion paid them no attention, calmly walking forward and avoiding eye contact with anyone he crossed paths with. Having his hood up and hands jammed into his pockets was already enough to send a message that he did not want to speak to anyone, nor anyone to speak to him.

Deep down, it did feel good when people moved out of his way when he approached. The notion gave him a sense of authority he didn't know he had. At one point, he saw a very concerned mother pull her two daughters away even though they weren't directly in his path.

Can't exactly be good and all. He thought to himself. They're not moving aside because you're important. They're doing it because they're afraid you'll get angry.

These people are not worth angering over and they think I'm some criminal. I'm not. Just don't mess with me. I'll show them.

Alola was generally a safe place. Crime rates were significantly lower than the "mainland" regions to the east and west most likely due to the few, but strong police presence on the islands. It was also an unspoken but widely known thing that violating many laws did attract a lot of unwanted attention and could even anger the island tapu. Defying the law meant defying the deity itself. There was no way to prove how true it was, but the so-called empty threat did its job.

That didn't mean that crime was nonexistent. As small as Alola was, there was its fair share of shady areas where dissidents often schemed into roping that one wayward tourist into robbery, either by force or even scams. Homicides? Incredibly rare. It was kept to a minimum nonetheless because even crooks knew how important the tourism industry was to the region. And nobody wanted to go to a place where it was certain they were to be mugged.

The latest and largest crime syndicate to hit the Alolan streets was the same one he worked for as an enforcer. That was his title, although it was more like a go-fer errand boy. Much like the various trial goers had found out, they were much less competent when it came to battling and actually fighting than talking about it in a bunch of hot air. Still, the fear spread to most non-trainers and they were quick to either comply or flee to the police. If it was the latter, the thugs would disappear quickly.

Go buy goddamn potions, full heals, revives. All the goddamn day. All of those seem to be in high demand all the damn time. If they actually think about training their pokemon to hold their own in a fight, I wouldn't have to go to the marts buying things in bulk and they'd save money. I might get paid more too...fat chance though.

He passed the section full of restaurants and food tents lined with throes of people where the smell of cheap fried foods assailed his nose enough to make him gag. Stopping to purchase a bottle of water, he gulped it down and continued on his way towards the large dome structure lying on the north end of the town and in the main street.

Once a week.

Once a week I actually have time to come and hone my skills to get stronger. In order to get stronger, I have to keep fighting different trainers. It's the only way.

"Hmph." He grumbled out loud, rolling his eyes at the fancy display and giant posters of famous Royal battlers that adorned the sides of the giant arena. "Why do I do this? Every time something drags me down, I end up coming right here back again."

Then let's see who I get to face today.

"C'mon Null." On his belt, a special poke ball quivered in response. "Let's go and bury our sorrow in the crowd and beat everyone who stands before us."

Elio had to admit that it was nice actually seeing a town for once.

Sure, he loved Paniola with its old style Western theme and connection to agriculture, but seeing modern city buildings that didn't look like they were built when his great-grandfather was learning how to walk was a welcome change.

Tall buildings of fancy hotels were close to the large dome and right off the main street. Another circular ramp curled around busy with traffic, connecting everything to Kamahameha Airport in the southwest section.

While he knew that tourists frequented Alola, this was another hotspot for their congregation. Although still technically new to Alola himself, he found figuring out the difference between a local and foreigner was starting to get easier.

Am I still considered a haole?

He had two things mainly on the agenda.

Today was the Pro Day, the exhibition skills show off for the Federal Basketball Cup league owners and talent scouts who would be coming to get a first look at some of the prospects and entrants into the draft held in a couple of weeks. It was also an opportunity for them to get their first taste of the publicity they would be under when finally becoming a professional player.

Ed had texted him the address and he wasn't scheduled to go on the court until later in the day, so he opted for Elio to come to his hotel room to catch up, maybe go for lunch somewhere.

The second one was meeting up with Dallas Kahananui. He was going to be at the pokemon center for another hour since work at the ranch was demanding him to return.

Elio opted to go to the center first. Thankfully for him, Ed was understanding and replied back he would see him later.

Royal Avenue's pokemon center was much larger than some of the others, namely the ones in Paniola Town and Hillcrest. The lobby's reception desk had three nurses on duty instead of one and it was much busier. The patrons were a mix of locals and tourists, with the latter looking a little surprised at how much effort had been put into the facilities to make the trainer just as comfortable as the pokemon.

People still smiled and gave the friendly Alola wave as he passed. He hadn't the opportunity to heal his pokemon, so he had left it with one of the reception nurses before finally spotting Dallas sitting at one of the barstools of the café. Next to him on the floor were Troy and Rockruff, chowing down on bowls of feed.

As he approached, the little tiny puppy perked right up, its expression lighting the entire center. It let out joyful yips and tore right away from its bowl, bounding right over to the boy's arms.

"Rockruff!" Elio smiled kneeling down. The pokemon jumped forward, nearly knocking him over with an impressive amount of force. "It's good to see you buddy."

Another low bark caught his attention and Troy ambled over, nuzzling him with his snout.

"Hey Troy. I missed you too."

Dallas turned around and nodded his head, a thin smile gracing his masculine features. "Ah Elio. It's good to see ya."

"Same." He stood up and accepted the firm handshake. "Sorry I'm so late. Had those Skull numnuts to deal with."

"Ah know what ya mean. Couple of 'em tried to break into the nursery for eggs again, but they have no skills in entering quietly, if ya know what ah mean."

"Yup."

"They tend to skedaddle pretty quick when ya show up with a growlin' Troy and a twelve gauge shotty in ya hands."

Elio paled just slightly. "Wait you'd shoot someone?"

"Many of the farms around here provide a lotta food and supplies to Alola. Ya screwin' with a lot of people if ya interfere and many of us aren't afraid to pull the trigger if we feel our property is threatened."

"Okay makes sense. So just don't go trespassing at night."

"Basically. But ya need not worry 'bout that. Ya always welcome to Kahananui Ranch."

Okay that's a relief.

"Welcome to the café." The attendant had come over to him when he sidled up to the barstool. "What can I do for you today?"

"Tapu cocoa. I'll take the twenty ounce." It had quickly become his favorite drink. Something else came to mind, especially with the locals. "Akala Maika'i style please."

That had earned an appreciative smile from the attendant as he went off to make the drink.

"Not bad kid." Dallas complimented, sipping his own beverage; a black komala coffee. "Ya startin' to look more and more like kama'aina."

"Mahalo nui loa." Elio had learned that asking for tapu cocoa to be made Akala Maika'i style invoked an additional sprinkle of cinnamon and shot of vanilla cream. There was even an adult version substituting it for a whiskey-cream vanilla flavored liqueur. "It's good to see you again Dallas, but I can't help but think you made me meet you here for a reason."

"Ya very observant. As much as ah love catchin' up with ya on ya island challenge, there's a favor ah gotta ask."

"Yeah of course."

After the attendant handed him the drink and Elio paid, Dallas leaned closer and cast an apprehensive look to make sure nobody was eavesdropping on them."Ya remember when ah said when ah wanted ya to take Troy and Rockruff with the egg?"

Elio nodded.

"Well ah think that after how well ya handled it, ah think it might be in the best that ya take 'em with ya."

He glanced down at Rockruff, who was excitedly wagging his tail.

Dallas pulled a smaller portable incubator holding the familiar egg safely inside. "Consider it my thanks for keepin' 'em safe from those salandit."

"Dallas I…can't."

"Ah think ya meant to say mahalo." He stopped and looked down at the puppy, who was receiving an affectionate nuzzle by Troy. "To be honest, ah think it wasn't just a coincidence ya happened to be in Paniola when Rockruff and ah were there. Same thing with the egg. Ah think it was meant to be."

"Well,"

"Call me crazy kid, but ah don't believe that there's a lot to be coincidences. Rockruff seems to have found a home with us, but ah feel he's longed to want to battle with a traveling trainer and see all of Alola. And if he's gonna go with ya, so does the egg. Ah am sure it'll hatch into somethin' special."

"I don't know what so say other than mahalo." Elio said before turning down to Rockruff. "So buddy, I don't have any objections. Do you want to come on an adventure with me?"

"Ruff!"

Then it's decided.

Elio took out a poke ball, this one having a way different design than all the others. It was black and darker green shades with an orange trim around the rim and release button.

It was a dusk ball, a special kind that was often suited for catching pokemon indoors, inside caves or during the nighttime.

"This is a pretty comfy poke ball." He primed it. "I think you'll like it."

With a firm toss, the ball soared through the air, opening midway before finding Rockruff's signature. He was sucked in a red beam of light as the device made a metallic clacking sound when it hit the floor.

C'mon. Shake. One.

Two.

Three.

Snap!

YES!

Dallas gave off a sad smile, knowing he'd be losing a good friend to him, Troy, Emmitt and Michael, but at the same time it was a sense of gratitude that he was going to the right trainer who'd raise him to be his maximum potential.

"Come on out Rockruff!" The dusk ball spun open, releasing the brown puppy, who jumped up, yipping playfully.

"Yeah that's right." He laughed, flinching as the creature's coarse fur bristled against his neck when he jumped for a hug. The feeling was like scrubbing his skin with a sharpened pumice stone. "Welcome to the ohana."

"And don't forget the egg." Dallas said, handing the capsule over. "Rockruff would be pretty upset if he's separated from it."

"Right." He gently took it and made sure there was enough room in his pack to safely store everything. "I'll take good care of the both of them."

"You sure will!" Rotom buzzed, hovering around all of them. "Analyzing! Bzzt! Rockruff is now added into your party. It iz a male and knows the moves sucker punch, rock throw, bite and sand attack. Itzz ability izz keen eye, which allows its accuracy to be undeterred and see through an enemy'z increazzed evasion movezzz like minimize and double team."

"Sucker punch?" Dallas wondered aloud leaning forward. "Ah never knew you could learn that, but it's not entirely impossible either."

"What's so special about it?"

"Funny ya asked. Normally like people, pokemon inherit some traits by both of their parents. And sometimes ya get newly hatched pokemon who learn a move not normally learned by their family line. Under normal circumstances, Rockruff wouldn't be able to learn sucker punch by training or growing up. He must've inherited it from his father."

"Hold on," Elio inquired. "If you say that Rockruff can't normally learn that move, then how did his father?"

"Things can get complicated when it comes to breedin'. It's very possible that Rockruff's father wasn't a rockruff or lycanroc himself. There's a lot we still don't know 'bout pokemon breedin' and family, but it's somethin' we learn new every day." Dallas stood up, glancing at his watch. "Well ah gotta get headin' back to the ranch. Ya keep on goin' for the island challenge kid. Haven't really been done now, but the next one trial's gonna put ya in the spotlight, as it shows off some real potential in trainers."

"Sounds good."

"Sure does. Ahm off now. Alola!"

"Alola!"

As he turned to leave, Troy moved over beside Rockruff, giving him one last affectionate nuzzle before turning to leave.

"So buddy." Elio held up the dusk ball, admiring its interesting design. "I think this ball suits you."

The hotel was one of the more opulent ones along the Avenue's main street, featuring a warmly lit lobby area with rich oak wood walls and fancily toned metal shaping into a four pointed star logo that was cut so that the dark area of the background made it appear like waves.

Ed had apparently checked in as part of Pro Day's prospect rooms. He'd be staying for the next couple of days for the skills showcasing and addressing the media. Although the FBC's draft wasn't happening for another few weeks away, it was apparently important for some people to "simulate mock" draft and speculate on who would go where to what team.

Much of it was trivial and really had no relevance until the draft of selecting the eligible players actually happened, but the tradition was longstanding even before he was born and it gave the sportscasters something to talk about since it was a long lull during the FBC offseason.

Room 445. Aha!

Taking a deep breath, he rapped his knuckles twice on the door's wooden frame. A few moments passed before he heard the latches click open, revealing his grinning childhood friend.

"Elio!" Edmund Dahm opened up his arms and nearly swallowed the smaller boy into a bone-wrenching hug. "Bro! It's really you!"

"You lazy excuse for an asshat." The playful insult caused both boys to laugh heartily as he was released. "I still remember Mister Toriyama mumbling that under his breath."

"That brings back so many memories baby bro!" Ed's laughter faded, but his smile didn't. One of the other off topic things about him as a prospect was that his charming grin being captivating especially to the female basketball fans.

That smile is going to make all the girls piss themselves in excitement.

"Come on in bro! We can't catch up if we're standing in a doorway!"

You got it.

Ed led him into the suite, where he heard a speaker playing a hit rap song. Elio had heard it before and knew the basics of the music and hip hop world. He was also well versed in that the particular track playing was done by an emerging star by the name of Ryuki.

Elio saw that there was a balcony lanai that provided an excellent view of the rest of the town and even a distant line of azure ocean. The sun was shining perfectly and he could see a set of utilities that Ed had been using while working out. He spotted weights, a white jumprope, medicine ball and long mat.

The joys of having to do the Ab Ripper X. He dryly thought to himself. It was one of the morning workouts he did when going to practice before the coach arrived.

Much of coach Noshimuri's philosophy was atypical from the standard basketball coach. Sure, his schemes and plays had been above average, but it was his treatment of the players what made him stand out.

Practice was Monday through Friday right after school on the gym. Classes ended at three in the afternoon and the players had until four to grab snacks, drinks and report to the gym which was when he arrived.

Some thought it was just a time to simply goof off. Others took the opportunity to complete homework.

Elio and Ed?

As soon as the bell rang, the two of them met up in the team locker rooms, already sliding on their workout clothes and spending the entire hour long intermission in getting their heart rates up and improving their stamina. By the time coach Noshimuri arrived, both boys were already looking as if they had finished his workout.

The coach's style was done precisely to see how determined and badly they wanted to move forward in playing the sport. Colleges would be coming around to recruit prospects very soon. Even some pro scouts would attend games to see potential selections. Under normal circumstances, the FBC required at least one year of college basketball experience with the pursuit of a degree to be an eligible draftee, but there had been some exceptions.

The dedication both boys did in pushing one another was a testament to how both of their aspirations would take them to the professional level.

And then it all happened on one play for Elio during one of the regular season games. It was a double cross move he attempted while trying to shake off the other guy that was guarding him when a scuffle between one of his teammates and a player on the opposing team had broken out. His shooting guard had shoved the other person into Elio's own guard, who toppled forward. Sun tried peeling out to avoid it, however his leg had gotten snagged and twisted horribly thanks to the awkward position he was in while falling.

It didn't need a professional to diagnose that his Achilles tendon in his right foot was torn. His season and eventual hopes for the pros had taken a big hit.

He was beginning to accept that he'd never make the spotlight in the aftermath of his family's turmoil and eventual move to Alola.

Look. It's done. You're done. Besides, if I wasn't going to be a pro basketball player, I'd go for something just as good…maybe even better. A pokemon trainer!

Now we just have to focus on Ed's big accomplishment. I know the University of Goldenrod was his best bet.

Ed stood at an impressive height of six foot three. It was considered small for a forward position, but considering that he had several years to grow, his projected height eventually would be another four or five inches, more optimal. His body frame was much bulkier than Elio's, another characteristic demanding of his player type. He had buzz cut jet black hair and light blue eyes. His jawline was strong and although his imposing figure could be daunting, it underlay a very outgoing and outspoken individual who could bond easily with teammates and others.

The soon-to-be-pro could often be seen wearing smooth basketball shorts and athletic tops. Today it was a stark white with a single black text across the shirt's center "DEFIANT". The single logo of a stylized MAA for Maple Apparel Outfitters symbolized the name brand.

It was hard NOT to like the guy.

Ed's suite was definitely worth the hefty price tag it was claiming. Rich dark floors with an elegant kitchen complete with a range and dish washer. He saw that there was a bowl of fresh fruit at the center dining table and Ed had been helping himself. The bathroom was all tile and marble, having a large shower stall with a head that had three different spray modes.

And of course the balcony with the view.

"Look at you!" Ed playfully punched Elio in the shoulder. "You look real good. A lot happier than when you were in Kanto."

"And look at you!" Elio grinned back, extending his hand out. "Getting yourself a nice ass hotel room and not paying a dime!"

It's been so long. But I remember it like we just did it yesterday.

The two of them exchanged a handshake before forming fists and bumping them against one another. Concluding their handshake ritual was another clasp, bringing both in for a hug and friendly slap on the back. There was a clear difference in size, but it had been so ingrained into them that he could do their special handshake in his sleep if asked.

"I missed doing that." Ed sighed, going over to the lounge area and sitting down on one of the couches. "I missed ya baby bro."

"I missed you too Ed." Elio followed, sitting beside him. "But there's a lot to take in."

"For sure! Alola's something else! Speaking of which, how do you and your mother like your new home?"

Sun's thoughts drifted to his original resentment and he found himself trying to find a reason to hate it. The region had subtly grown on him so much that it felt normal, even though he had only been living here for a period that was barely longer than three months.

"I'm not sure bro. Like you may have imagined, I didn't exactly want to leave any of you behind. You, Evan, Kenji, coach Noshimuri, Jadyn. All of you were some of the only friends I had and it's extremely daunting having to move to an island in the middle of the ocean."

"It's clear to me that you think it's more than just that."

"I do. I can now say that it's not as bad as I expected." Elio finished. "It's hot, humid and it's got all these weird traditions. People speak this impenetrable language and dance strange with nothing on except coconut bras and grass skirts."

"They did say that Alola has developed a unique culture different from anywhere else in the world."

"I agree. There really is not place like Alola and I like it."

Ed leaned forward. "And it seems that you've made a fair share of friends here."

"I have. I've told you about Hau and Leilani."

"And gorgeous."

Oh come on!

"Really Ed?"

"Yeah. You can't forget her! Or are you just trying to subtly push her my way? Oh man you'd be doing your brother an ultimate solid! I'd love to have her in my arms, her face buried in my neck and-"

"Ed what the hell?!" Elio's face had reddened quite almost to the shade of a tamato. "Why are you always calling Lillie gorgeous?"

"Because she is!" The bigger boy was very close to bursting out laughing. "Seeing how I can get such a big defensive action out of you every time I say something like that just proves how right I am! Come on! We gotta see her! You're not hooking up on your own initiative, so I'm doing it for you. Thank me later!"

"I don't know if that's such a good idea." He countered. "Lillie's at the Tide Song Hotel in Heahea City and she's afraid to leave because of Team Skull."

"Team Skull?"

"They're a bunch of nimwits who like to cause trouble for everyone else. I've ran into them quite a few times during my island challenge. Pretty good for practice battling."

"So not much of a challenge to you huh?" Ed sneered. "I can totally see that. But what does that have to do with gorgeous? Lillie…sorry bro. I'll try and break that habit."

"That'd be good." Although Lillie is very pretty. I don't know about gorgeous.

It'd suit her.

Elio took a deep breath. "Lillie's not a trainer. In fact, she hates battling."

"Oh."

"Ed, I understand that you're just doing what any good bro would do, trying to find him a girl of his dreams. I just don't know if Lillie is that person. There's a lot going on for her and like I had said earlier, she might not be focusing on dating."

"Elio."

"Lillie's running from something…or someone. I'm not sure what it was and she won't tell me, but whatever it is, she doesn't want to be found."

"Oh." Ed's face turned into realization. "So you're protecting her?"

"Well…"

"Gonna take that as a yes."

"Yes."

"Oh man," he grinned again. "Then there is almost no better time! Girls love that handsome protector guy! I'm just saying."

"Well maybe, but I actually think I'll go and ask Leilani out on a date. Hau says that there's a lot of guys who want to, but they're all unsure."

"Do what's best for you man. I'm just saying with her all insecure...she's got that need to be protected and you're filling that role. Bro, ladies love that stuff. They want a strong handsome man like yourself to protect them from danger. Just do it man. After all, I know you have a thing for blondes."

"I will. Say, do you actually want to go and meet them? Hau did text me before I got here saying he was going to meet his grandfather for a Battle Royal match. Leilani's going to be there."

"What's a Battle Royal?"

"I'm not sure, but it sounds fun. Wanna come?" Elio glanced at the clock. "It's almost lunchtime and our Pro Day isn't until this evening."

Ed nodded. "Sure. I still wanted to go and see gor-I mean Lillie, but yeah. I suppose this will do. You got something in mind for lunch?"

"I sure do." Elio stood up. "Puka dogs?"

"What's a puka dog?"

"Remember those hot dogs sold at Tanaka's that were baked in that sweet roll?" A big grin spread its way across Elio's face. "Prepare thyself to be punched in the face so good."

Sun had been spot on. There were plenty of food stalls and restaurants the closer they got to the Royal Dome having everything from Kanto bento boxes to hamburger and fries.

They had found a puka dog stand just shy of a block from the giant stadium. Elio had texted Hau if he wanted to meet up for lunch and to his surprise, he got a confirmation that both he and Leilani would be there.

Ed had simply gotten the same thing Elio did; a combo sandwich with garlic relish with a bag of sweet Akala chips and freshly squeezed lemonade.

As they ate, it amused him to no end as he watched the basketball star's face go from mildly surprised to eyes widening, a common trait when he was biting into something incredibly delicious.

"Holy freaking crap! This is soooo good!"

"Right?!"

"Tell me about it! I should maybe go order another one!"

"Actually don't. They're deceivingly filling and we both know you shouldn't play on an overloaded stomach. Save your appetite for the hotel's dinner buffet."

"Yeah good point." Ed took another bite. "Say Elio, I almost completely forgot you're a trainer. How many pokemon do you have on you?"

"Oh right." He took off his belt, showing the six poke balls. "I'll do you one better."

"Come on out guys!"

Six flashes of light blinked from the balls, each releasing the pokemon that called it home.

"Tor!"

"Grime!"

"Ssk!"

"Ruff!"

"Rockruff!"

"Oh wow!" Ed leaned over the table to see Elio's full party of six all gathered beside their table. "Dang man! You've come a long way from being just your regular old basketball player!"

"And don't forget me! Bzzt!" They heard an electronic voice buzz from his backpack as Rotom wiggled his way out of the bag and floated between them. "I'm technically a pokemon too!"

"Oh that's awesome." Ed reached out, running his finger along Rotom's screen.

"Gah! Hahahah! That ticklezzz! Make sure your fingerzzz aren't greazzy!"

"No worries Rotom, I'll clean your screen later. Yeah, so this is 'Dex. He's basically the next generation of pokedexes that are supposedly going into production to trainers all around the world."

"And I am zo much better than thozze lame machinezzz! They have horrible designzzz too Bzzt! Like they were dezigned by a group of windowzz or something!"

"Right? Anyway," Elio quickly divided trays of poke food and left them munching while he made introductions. "This is Torracat. He evolved from Litten as my starter."

"I like him." Ed leaned down to ruffle his fur and earned a delighted purr from the feline. "And I know you wanted a charmander or cyndaquil if you were to go to Kanto or Johto. But this is a match made in heaven. Does Meowth like him?"

"He's like Meowth's best friend."

"That's so you."

"I know right? Wait…how do you know?"

Ed smirked. "Dude I know you. And I also am aware of your father's less than favorable opinion when it comes to cats."

"Okay, you got me there." Elio moved on with the introductions. "Grimer, Rufflet, Charjabug, Rockruff and Feebas."

"You've made some awesome choices there. Well except Feebas. I don't know what you hope to accomplish with it."

Even Ed knows Feebas is a liability?

"I'm not going to give up on Feebas." He adamantly said. "I won't be like what happened to Blu."

"Now I see. Well I wish you luck man. If anyone can see potential in a pokemon as a trainer, I bet it's going to be you." The basketball player leaned down to get a good look at Grimer. "Bro, what's up with Grimer? He looks different."

"Funny you mention that." Elio gesture for Rotom to come over and he scrolled up for the pokedex entry. "Grimer have turned into some sort of subspecies here in Alola. They call it the original name of Alolan Grimer and they adapted because they had little supply of their original food like wastewater and sludge. So they started eating trash instead which changed their appearance and even typing. It's now half poison and half dark."

"That's actually really impressive."

"Yeah. So once we're done with lunch here, he'll eat our garbage. It's pretty awesome when you've got the plants across the region dedicated to the recycling of it. Alola has like no trash generation whatsoever."

Ed made to reply, but was cut off as a big, loud "Alola!" cut through the food court.

Hau dashed his way through, almost reminiscent of an agility move and sidled at the seat right next to Elio.

"Yo Elio! Howzit!"

"Hey Hau!" Across from them, Ed smiled at Elio as he did his own custom handshake. "How have you been!"

"Oh just meeting tutu because he's gonna battle with me in a Royal later!"

"That's great." Elio glanced around. "Uh, where's Leilani."

"Right…here." They heard her voice from behind, followed by a huffing sound.

"Hau, you have to remember that I'm wearing…slippers." She was leaning over on the side of the table to catch her breath. "I can't run in them."

"Oh." He rubbed his hand behind his head sheepishly. "Sorry."

"I can run for sure, but not in these kinds of shoes."

"Sorry."

"Well I'm glad you could make it." Sun said, glancing up at Leilani with a big smile gracing his face. "Hope you're hungry."

"Starving!"

The look he had given her did not go unnoticed by Ed.

"Thank you guys for meeting us here too." He added. "I want the both of you to meet someone. Ed, this is Hau…Leilani. Hau, Leilani, this is Ed."

"Hold on." The surfer removed her sunglasses so that she could peer at the new face with both of her amber brown eyes. "You're Ed? Ed as in Edmund Dahm? The future basketball superstar?"

"That's me. Pleasure's all mine. Elio's told me a lot about you two."

"I can't believe it!" Leilani shrieked joyfully. "I can't believe I'm next to a basketball superstar!"

"I'm flattered! Really! But Elio's always told me to play good in the pros first."

"Yeah that's a good decision. But it's always an honor to meet a future superstar!"

Elio smiled as Hau went to buy lunch and the four of them kept on talking as they continued to eat.

Glad I could spend time with both my new friends and old.

The four of them found themselves an hour later walking up the wide concrete steps that surrounded the massive dome. Elio could see that the large beams that helped support the big structure were adorned with colorful banners, showing action intensive shots of past matches as well as victors holding up championship belts. Some of them had elaborate costumes and posed beside their pokemon.

Others seemed to wear casual trainer outfits, clasping their trophy while their pokemon celebrated behind.

"Daaang!" Ed was still taking all of it in. "Talk about grand! The league has GOT to play games here in Alola! We can show the islands what basketball is all about!"

"You'll have quite some competition my boy." A familiar elderly voice said from behind them.

All four heads turned and Hau practically jumped for joy, nearly toppling old Hala over as he made his way towards them.

"Tutu!"

"Tutu?" Ed asked.

Leilani nodded. "Grandfather."

"It's been quite a while my boy." Hala glanced up at the others. "And it's the kaikamahine Leilani and Tapu Koko's waia kekahi Elio."

"Alola kahuna Hala." Both he and Leilani said at the same time.

"Alola to you both. And I see you've brought a friend here." He extended a hand out to Ed. "I'm glad to have met. Was originally going to say child, but I feel that is not necessary."

The basketball draftee swallowed nervously. He had originally envisioned the man as some relative, but seeing how Elio and Leilani reacted addressing him as kahuna in his title meant he was an important figure.

His tone, voice and posture commanded nothing but the utmost respect.

Can't joke around him.

"Hello kahuna. I'm Edmund Dahm. Just call me Ed though." He was surprised at such strength in Hala's grip. "I uh am going to participate in the Pro Day later so that a FBC team could possibly select me coming soon."

"Ah, you're one of those for the event happening later today."

"Yeah. I have to ask sir, what is a kahuna? You don't mind right?"

"Not at all my boy. A kahuna serves as the chief of one of the islands of Alola. We are the final step for trainers going on the island challenge to defeat us in battle that's called the Grand Trial. That must be complete before they can earn a stamp and move onto the next island. As a kahuna it is also my duty to solve and address issues and matters concerning my island."

"So then are you the kahuna of this island. A-ka-a?"

"Akala?" Hau's grandfather shook his head. "No. I am the kahuna of Melemele Island, which is Akala's westerly neighbor. We do have Akala's kahuna come here often to make sure everything is alright."

"So did Elio have to defeat you in battle?"

"Yes. And he did, with flying colors I might add on his first try."

Elio opened his mouth, knowing well that he had lost in his first time. "Kahuna I did-"

Hala held up a hand. "Now let's say we get going to the Battle Royal. I'm sure people will want to meet you and it is quite disappointing if you don't have good seats. They fill up quite quickly."

The interior atrium of the massive dome was nothing short of spectacular. All along the entrances was a large glass face that allowed everyone to see the upper floors from other visitors to the many concessions and gift shops stationed inside. More banners hung from the walls and ceiling, graphically depicting matchups of upcoming Battle Royal matches and future events such as a special Pokemon Performer's event as well as a visit from famous actress and former Kalos League Champion Diantha LaRue who would be stopping by as part of a promotional tour for a new movie she would be portraying a villain in. She would also be giving a lecture session regarding her life story. There was a sign just beneath both events that indicated that all tickets for both events were already sold out.

As the group entered, Elio caught sign of one person he didn't particularly want to see. The dark jacket and tattered pair of pants all but gave it away along with the icy blond hair.

"C'mon Null. Let's go bury our sorrow in the crowd and beat everyone who stands before us."

Oh fantastic. Him again.

"Hot damn!" Ed whooped out loud, taking everything in from the elaborate staircases, catchy music, throngs of people milling about that were chatting amongst themselves to the giant logo on the atrium's floor. It consisted of a purple starlike design with four gloves squared in its center, one blue, red, green and yellow.

"Glad you could make it!"

The four teens and one kahuna's eyes drifted up to the voice's source. Standing at the top of one of the stair flights was a shirtless man who had on nothing but a strange mask and tight…very tight shorts that snugly clung to his waist and hips.

Elio's eyes widened at the man's figure. He couldn't see a single ounce of fat on him. His chest was well chiseled with abs and pecs glorious enough to blind anyone. The face underneath the multicolored mask was a familiar shape, but he just couldn't remember anyone like that.

It's so close. Just out of my mind!

"No way." Leilani had that same starstruck gaze in her eyes just after meeting Ed. "That can't be him!"

"Who?" Ed and Elio asked at the same time.

"The Masked Royal!" She squealed with Hau nodding to in excitement and jumping up and down. "It's really you!" Her exclamation had caused some of the other people to turn their heads and hurriedly congregate around the new mask.

"Well Alola everyone!" The "Royal" waved. "I'm here to spread the word about Battle Royal! Oh yeah!"

Sun's eyes widened at the habitual catchphrase.

Doesn't the pro-

"Professor Kukui is that-?"

"THE MASKED ROYYYAAL! Woo!" He assumed a wide stance, throwing up his massive arms that were extremely well toned with solid muscle. It had both basketball players gawking since it dwarfed either of theirs. "I'm the Masked Royal! That's what they call me!"

He strode forward, gazing intently at the teenagers. "I'm here to teach you yeah, about the royal battle format that has been passed down in Alola for generations!"

"But-"

"No buts here!" The Royal interrupted again. "But Royal, what is so royal about the Battle Royal anyway?!"

"A total tongue twister." Hau deadpanned, causing the entire group to heartily laugh.

"Four trainers!" He held up a hand. "Four trainers will each pick the same number of pokemon yeah for a four way free-for-all battle oh yeah! When the one trainer remains standing and the other three defeated; the battle concludes! Oh yeah! The winner will be the trainer who has knocked out the most pokemon and has the most left still in fighting capacity! Oh yeah!"

"That's super awesome!" Hau pumped a fist. "I wanna try!"

"And try you shall." Hala set a heavy hand on his shoulder. "Let us see how far you've grown."

"You too!" The Royal was looking past them at someone else.

Elio grimaced as he saw Gladion turn upon being addressed. He had that same scowl on his face when they first met.

Maybe it's glued onto his face.

"Hmph." The blond let out an uninterested huff, but surprisingly he stalked over to the entrance. Crowds inside the main arena must've gotten word about the Masked Royal coming to make his appearance because Elio heard a loud roar of applause emanating further inside the building.

"And it looks like we have our foursome!" The Royal pumped a fist. "Let's get this show on the road yeah!"

I swear he talks JUST like Professor Kukui.

"So uh Sun," Hau looked back at the three of them. "You gonna participate in one later?"

"Yeah brah, I might." Elio looked over at his taller friend and clapped him on the shoulder. "Gonna catch up with this loser first."

"Okay sounds awesome! See ya out there!"

"Good luck Hau!" Leilani called as the group ventured down the main steps towards the stage.

Unbeknownst to her and unseen by everyone else, the kahuna's grandson couldn't help the redness of flushing on his cheeks.

Leilani led Elio and Ed along one of the bleachers. The dome's interior was reminiscent of the Storm's Eye Arena back in Cerulean where up to almost twenty thousand people could be seated in the three tier stands around the main floor to watch games. The Eye was also frequently used for concerts, shows and speaking events including visits from the premier of the Kanto-Johto Confederation.

The Royal Dome seemed slightly smaller, but like many other sports arenas it had multiple colorful signs of advertisements for sponsors and endorsers. Towards the center was another tier of seats that surrounded the closest distance from the action. Leilani had explained that although Battle Royal matches were commonplace with most being free to attend, being close to the action required payment for tickets and even the "free" seats higher up would have fees, especially in higher profile matches.

All along the ceiling were banners of famous participants in days past. Elio didn't know hardly any of the dozen or so that surrounded the enormous viewing screen, but he liked their stage names and the big amount of titles many of them had such as the most six time steel type trainer known as Ikaika the Unbreakable.

He did recognize one.

The famous Sinnohan water type gym leader Crasher Wake had been a two time Battle Royal champion just a couple years ago. One of the headlines that he remembered reading one day was a matchup between him and the illustrious Masked Royal. Despite being heavily favored; Wake the "Water Warlord" was unable to keep up with the Royal's adapting strategies and lost in one of the most anticipated matches and upsets in the sport's history. Since then, both the Royal and Wake were said to have a much cooler and friendlier rivalry than at the peak of their careers.

The screen showed multiple angular shots of the participating pokemon, courtesy of the many cameras that dangled from wires above and personnel stationed at various points around. Further away from the arena's ring were four elongated entrances all in the shape of different pokemon where each contender would walk out. There was a blue, red, green and yellow section with a gyarados, charizard, tyranitar and haxorus respectively.

"Wow." Ed said as they found seats with excellent views of the battle below. Marveling at the crowd was awesome as well since there were a LOT of seats already occupied. "This is awesome. Can't you believe that I'm going to be down in one of these places playing for a bunch of awesome fans?!"

"It's gonna be great." Elio added before turning to Leilani. "But what are the rules for Battle Royal anyway?"

"Oh I can tell you most of the rules! It's basically like what the Royal said; a four way free for all that goes down until one trainer stands unopposed. The winner is whoever scores the most points. Everyone uses three pokemon and you earn points by either scoring knockouts on your opponents or being the last one standing."

"So all you have to do is basically survive to win?" Ed asked.

She shook her head. "Nope! Wouldn't it be awesome if it was that easy? Just because you will be the last trainer standing won't necessarily mean you will win. You earn two points for each knockout and three points for surviving. If you manage to eliminate everyone else and have additional pokemon still able to battle, you earn another three points."

"That actually makes sense." Elio said. He was sitting between both of them and staring intently at the unoccupied ring. "And it requires a lot of strategy, more than a standard battle."

"Exactly. And you have to be dynamic. Sometimes you have to work with another one of your opponents if someone else is a bigger threat towards you."

"I can see where people specialize in stuff." Ed said. "I'm no trainer, but it's almost like the best kind of play style for this is to balance out a team between offense and defense."

"Right. The others can possibly gang up on you if you become too aggressive or conservative. Gotta also remember that you can't just score points by keeping your pokemon in play…they have to make moves for themselves. You might be hard to dislodge, but focusing too heavily on defense means they'll either combine attacks on you or ignore you entirely and that loses a valuable opportunity to score a lot of points."

She pointed up at Ikaika's banner. "He was known for having a strong defense when coming into games. It was very difficult to break him…hence his name. One strategy he devised and used often was starting strong with a defender."

"What's a defender?"

"Oh right!" She put a hand behind her head in embarrassment. Elio noted that the gesture was similar to Hau's own quirk. "Sorry!"

Those two are really alike.

"There are multiple types of different pokemon used for this competition and you get to see kinds that aren't even native to Alola coming with their trainers from all over the world! Anyway, the Royal Dome's leagues classify pokemon into three categories; Strikers, Defenders and Rounders."

She made to say something else, however the lights were dimmed before a lone bright spotlight centered on an MC dressed in a very elaborate suit inside the ring. He beamed up at the crowd before raising a dark microphone to his lips.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Battle Royal Dome! Your mecca for Battle Royals and the birthplace of awesome!"

At once, the crowd let out a loud cheer, some bringing out their own phones to record the new event.

"We have an exciting bout for you today! Now tell me WHO'S EXCITED?!"

Another loud roar came from the crowd. To Elio and Ed's surprise; Leilani joined in with a cheer of her own, clapping her hands.

"That's the enthusiasm I like to see!" The MC declared, spreading his hand out. "So there's some new faces making their Battle Royal debut as well as some older veterans and a face we all know and love!" At the mention of a "know and love" sent a lot of murmurs among the crowds.

"Let's not keep you folks waiting any longer! Time to introduce our contenders!" On the big screen, it showed a dark moving silhouette in one of the tunnels below.

"From the Haxorus Corner! He hails from Iki Town and has begun his island challenge as the rite of passage to conquer it and be recognized as an adult! Making his very own debut in the career of Battle Royal! Give it up for the kahuna's grandson! HAU! KEALOHA!"

Another big chorus of cheers and applause rang out from all the spectators. To Elio and Ed's surprise again; Leilani screamed along with them, cupping her hands to her mouth. He quickly joined suit as the kahuna's grandson waved eagerly to the stands, grinning from ear to ear before taking his place at one of the stands beside the main ring.

"Yeah! Let's go Hau! Show 'em what you're made of!"

Wow. Didn't expect that from her.

"Dang!" Ed had to almost shout himself at her after the applause had died down again. "You're really one of Hau's biggest fans!"

"You bet I am!" She made a fist. "Hau was here when I started my first Battle Royal! He cheered just as hard and I want to make sure he has the same experience!"

"You sure it's not just that?!" A smirk made its way across the basketball player's face. "I think our resident surfer has a crush!"

"Wha?" Elio saw her face flush briefly as she stammered. "I don't!"

"Oh so you're denying it?"

"N-no!"

"Chill out Leilani." Elio calmly said. "ʻO wau wale nō e'ōkō ana meʻoe!"

His reassurance seemed to calm her down, but it still failed to remove the red blush on her face.

"What in the hell did you say to her?" Ed's own eyes looked about ready to pop out of his head.

"Just chill out. I found that speaking bird tends to calm the locals down if they're embarrassed."

"That's incredible bro. How much do you know?"

"ʻaʻole kokoke." He laughed when Ed gave him a blank stare. "Quite a bit actually."

"Say, why don't we let out our pokemon to enjoy the show too?"

"Sure." Elio agreed. "Don't see why not." He gripped the balls and triggered them open. "Come on out guys!"

Every single member of Elio's party, save for Feebas emerged and scampered to the edge, peering with utmost interest at the new surroundings.

"Get ready guys, we're going to be on the big stage too one day."

Leilani soon let hers out; Brionne, Machop and a third pokemon Elio didn't recognize. It was humanoid, with a large bulbous hip and small legs that seemed almost impossible to support its entire weight. Large pink eyes dominated its face and mouth curved upward in a constant smile. There were a pair of elongated sepals stretching on either side that drooped down as if it were a hairstyle.

"Woah there!" Rotom was quick to catch onto the new species. "We've got a new pokemon that hazzz been detected! Bzzt! And before I begin, I muzzzt zay that you Leilani are for sure Hau'zzz biggest fan! Bzzt! Don't change that! Bzzt!"

'Dex flipped open his screen, ignorant of the reddening that had made its way back to the surfer's cheeks. "Steenee. Fruit pokemon. It is the evolved form of bounsweet. A steenee's pleasant aroma and lively attitude often perks up others. While no longer threatened by bird pokemon, it swings the sepals on its head to both defend itself and abandon, delivering painful smacks! Steenee is a grass type. Additional information is available upon catching this pokemon."

"Wow," Elio looked over at the new addition. "So Bounsweet evolved?"

"Yup! She finally did! I'm so glad because now no more birds trying to steal her for snack."

"Yeah I'd be glad to be like that too." Ed added. "You've got some cool pokemon. Both of you."

They were once again cut off by the MC, who paraded to the next corner. "And now in the Charizard Corner! He's an enigma of a trainer! Master of the fearsome beast only known as Null! Let's give it up for GLADION!"

Similar to the Haxorus Corner, the massive head of Charizard hallway filled with white steam to the crowd's wild applause. Unlike Hau, who had run in bursting at the seams with exuberant energy, Gladion walked with an air of confidence, casting a long look up at his surroundings.

As he took his spot; he sent Hau a death glare that even made Elio feel just a bit uneasy.

What is that guy's problem with Hau?

"From the Gyarados Corner! He's been the longtime kahuna of Melemele Island and Alolan Sumo champion!" Even before his name was called, the atmosphere in the dome began to pick up. The MC sensed this, his smile growing even broader than the first two. "Let's give a warm welcome to HALA! KEALOHA!"

Instead of the loud applause and cheers, most of the attendees stood up, cupping their mouths and giving a hearty. "HOOO-HAAH!" The stark shout made everyone not used to the kahuna's crowd introduction practically jumped out of their skin in fright.

Ed included, which made both Elio and Leilani laugh at his expense.

"That's not cool man." He grumbled, leaning back and crossing his arms. "I never did something like that to you!"

"You were about to smear bacon grease on my deodorant after a practice." Sun reminded him.

"Finally in the Tyranitar Corner!" As soon as the silhouette appeared on the big screen, the crowd's volume of cheering suddenly went to the same as the introductions of the other three. "He's the most feared…strongest wrestler and Battle Royal contender of all Alola! Four time Royal playoff champion and hometown hero! Give it up for the one and only! MAAAAAAASSSSSKKKKEEEEEDD! ROOOOOOYAL!"

With the elaborate introduction concluded, this sent the entire stands into a wild frenzy. Elio wasn't sure if the noise could get any louder.

And he was proven wrong.

The smoke intensified as the shirtless figure emerged, arms up and mouth open in a fierce expression. He thrust them down, shouting a "Woo!" that couldn't even be heard over the crowd's roar. At the sight of his entrance, he saw that a pair of carts shot up enormous columns of flame, continuing to intensify the crowd's already amping vigor.

"ROYAAAAL! ROYAAAAL! ROYAAAAL!" Everyone was chanting, performing a flexing pose with their arms.

"Wow." Was all Ed could muster at the display. "This is right outta a wrestling match!"

Down below, they saw the Royal had stepped to the side before squatting low and sweeping right. He jumped up off the ground, landing and throwing a knee into the air while spreading his large muscular arms outward with a fierce expression on his face.

"And those are our contestants!" The MC shouted. "Good luck and may the best trainer win!"

As he walked offstage, there was a referee stepping forward. He was wearing a dark collared shirt and shorts with a metal whistle around his neck.

"This will be a single-elimination Battle Royal with the victor being the last man standing. I want to see a no-holds barred battle from each of you. Keep it clean and let's have some fun. Any questions?" He got four shakes of the head. "Then trainers! Send out your pokemon!"

"Rockruff! Let's go oh yeah!" The Royal tossed out his puppy pokemon. At the sight of it on the big screen, Elio saw his own go wide-eyed and take on a sudden renewed interest.

"You like that buddy?" He got a happy bark in return.

"Go Dartrix!" Hau spun his own starter out on the field.

"Null, let's get them." Gladion's entrance was more subdued and the appearance of his unique creature let out a bunch of surprised gasps from the crowd. Unbeknownst to everyone else, he actually enjoyed it since even though he had been in quite a few matches, the reaction from the spectators was as if they had never seen it before.

"And Kazuhiro! We will win this together!" Hala threw out his own contender. A massive creature that resembled an obese human slammed into the ground with enough force to rock the stands, eliciting another loud cheer from them. Its hands were also enormous for its size, split into three fingers from the palm. The pokemon's upper body was slightly thinner than its large round legs and it glared at the fellow competitors with intensity.

"Woah there! We gotta get thizzz new pokemon detected indexed away before a writer endzzz here! Bzzt!" Rotom floated in between the three humans and put his screen to showcase the new encounter. "Hariyama. Arm thrust pokemon. It is the evolved form of makuhita. A single slap from a hariyama can send a truck flying. It is also kind and honorable pokemon, praising worthy foes that it defeats or defeat it in battle. Hariyama is a fighting type. Additional information is available upon capturing this pokemon."

"Wow, a hariyama!" Ed and Elio leaned forward. "It looks so huge!"

"And now!" The referee raised a hand, noting that all four competitors were all eager to launch off their starting points. "The Battle Royal shall begin!"

Whew! This one was fun to write! Hope everyone liked the many surprises I put in here! I think this chapter answered a question a lot of you were asking. Another one I'll go ahead and answer is that this will be the last pokemon for a while that Elio will capture.

Translations:

Kama'aina - Refers to a native resident regardless of race of ethnicity. Anyone born in Hawaii/Alola is considered kama'aina and on occasion given to foreigners who have lived there for a long time or done something heroic to be deemed in that manner. To be considered kama'aina is a very special honor.

Mahalo nui loa - Thank you very much

Tutu - Grandmother/grandfather

Kele kaikamahine - Surfer girl (Often refers to younger female surfers)

Waeia kekahi - Chosen one

Ikaika - Sturdy

ʻO wau wale nō e'ōkō ana meʻoe! - I'm just screwing with you!

'a'ole kokoke - Just about nothing

Puka Dog - Although this isn't a Hawaiian word, Puka Dogs are a local delicacy with a Polish sausage inserted into a roll of Portuguese sweet bread and garnished with a fruity relish (usually mango or coconut) and served with freshly squeezed lemonade.

Mahalo for reading and reviewing. You give my writing purpose! See you guys next time.

Brav