ANTAGONIST.

           Showing up in the middle of the night was one thing. Showing               up during a storm at night was another. Neither were very               welcome. However, could he really deny the young man of entering              his home during harsh weather? While Green often came off as               cocky, Lance was not one to leave a child outside in the rain. No               matter what time of day ( Or night ) it and been. However, he stood              there for a moment, tired eyes staring into green optics, eyebrows              furrowed in mild confusion. The first time he had managed to sleep               in ages and he was woken up.               “… Get in.” He grumbled, moving to the side to give way. He often              saw him at the League and only at the League. The fact that Green              had known where Lance lived was honestly a mystery to even him.

At the prime age of sixteen he still held the title. —However, since the day he gained the title of Champion he has realized many things. First and foremost, it did not take long for Green to realize he was the very best. Throughout both Johto and Kanto his strength was still unmatched, however in other regions there could very well be people better than him. Stronger. Smarter. Matured. 

Still, he held his title with pride. This fact would be most known to the Elite Four who put up with him everyday ( and now, perhaps, on some nights ). Every once in a while Green would doubt himself, or someone would try put him in his `place` which always resulted in a large reminder that he beat all four League members with no more than a blink of the eye. 

However he still looked up to all of them. —Had a strive to be like them.

▶ ❝You sound happy to see me.❞ 

He steps inside without a moment of hesitation. It feels like home. He spends everyday with Lance, so he might as well know where he lives. His personal life. ( They’re friends to some extent, aren’t they? ) 

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             “Man, am I tired…”    Touko, you only ran down the block.

▶ ❝... Weak.❞ 

‘ Champion Green? Ah yes, I have heard about you. The holocaster is quite good with news from all over the regions. It is very nice to meet you. ‘ The gym leader still remains polite, even with the champions constant boasting. She then bows, Her mantle shimmering in its cosmic brilliance, Then holds out her hand for a handshake.

‘ Welcome to Anistar City. there is not much to do here at this present time, Not until the summer arrives. We do have the sundial, which holds some keys && Secrets in unlocking mega evolution. We also have a few cafes && boutiques still open….’

Perhaps there would come a time where Green would realize the benefits of pleasantries, however now was certainly not when that would happen. There was no one to put him in his place ( something Lance would shamelessly do in front of others ) which, undoubtedly, led to a slight amount of arrogance. —However, he is polite enough to reciprocate the gesture. He takes her hand within his own, squeezing it lightly in a greeting. 

▶ ❝Cafes, huh. Kalos seems to be full of unnecessarily        fancy places.❞ 

( Fancy was something he quite enjoyed, despite the tone of his voice. )

▶ ❝So you’re the Gym Leader of this town, huh?❞ 

A quick look over, and then the lack of animosity is replaced by ( somewhat ) of a smug-looking grin. —An expression that was much less than uncommon when it came to the many different faces of Green Oak.  

Red took in the outburst, his stare lingered a little longer before eventually drifting down to his feet. Whilst his expression was neutral, there was evidence of sorrow. He had every right to be angry; just as did his mother and everyone else who he cared for.

“—–… … … …Ah. I’m…Sorry. For making you worry.”

Words. They were hard to manage, so many response he could have given – he only hoped that would be enough. Exhaling, he turned his head towards the pokemon, eyeing the action before moving his gaze back to Green. Might as well force out more of his thoughts, if it’ll ease him somewhat.

“I came to see how you were doing. Since… – Since it’s been a while.”

Emotions seemed to be a fickle thing. A smug smile and a flick of his wrist could sometimes be enough to mask any repentance ( it was more than enough for several years ). However, there were certain things even he could not hide. —Because what his words might not portray his body language does. It’s small and almost unnoticeable, but when it comes to people like Red he feels as if he is ridiculously played up. 

▶ ❝I didn’t say anythin’ about bein’ worried.❞ 

Had he been worried?  —Green doesn’t remember the day Red left. He vaguely remembers receiving a call here and there from Gramps ( and sometimes Red’s mother ) asking if he has been around. The memories of bitterness and `why is it always about him` stick with him even now.  

 ▶ ❝But since you asked I’ve— been good.         Great, really.❞ 

     To anyone who knew Ash, the absence of his most trusted POKéMON and best friend would be suspicious, but the voices ( THE TITANS ) that took control of Ash did not care if Oak ( GARY OAK CHILDHOOD FRIEND RIVAL POKéMON RESEARCHER NO USE ) figured them out. After all, if he tried to put up a fuss, he would be ELIMINATED ( NO, NOT HIM, DON’T YOU DARE HURT HIM ). 

     The voices smiled at Gary with Ash’s face and stated with Ash’s voice, “Hey, Gary, how’ve ya been?” 

Was he an observant person? —No, not really. This fact was rather ironic considering his field of work; sitting, watching, studying. However all this was usually based on Pokemon, not people. Quite frankly, nowadays, he didn’t care much for the same type of attention he used to search for so frequently. However, despite the fact that he didn’t ask for it, Gary never quite minded when it was given to him. 

It’s rare he sees a familiar face nowadays— especially not this far into the wild. It brings a smile to his face, his eyes studying his old friend from behind glossed frames. The glasses along with the lab coat probably make him look ridiculous, but he ignores it for now.