#brighterthanfire

At first she had panicked and cried, asking Dante (he had just decided to be called that from now on, make things easier on Silver) why Michael would do that, if he’s okay, etc. etc.

And now here he was, standing in the elevator with her hand in his and her other one holding a wagon full of flowers and origami paper.

Knowing her? The room was going to be up to the ceiling with flower crowns and whatnot after she was done giving the ebony haired male a scolding.

Marius was back, so was Rover. There was a new addition to the team too as far as he understood. And soon Zahra would be back too. He didn't know how to deal with that yet... What to tell her. How to react. It caused a heavy sigh to slip over his lips, closing his eyes for a second before lifting the arm that was in a cast.

Being bound like this. He hated it. As active as he always was. Going from one place to the next. Using parkour to get rid of any extra energy. Always busy.

And now there was nothing. There was a silence he hated, along with the awful hospital scent. The last place he wanted to be at was here.

Until finally the sun had roused the other. He stood after that and started working around the cafe, chattering with the lil thief. And finally, he had settled himself down next to Silver, brows furrowed.

He had waited far too long with this. He had pushed the Pokémon to the darkest corners of his mind, in hopes he would forget him completely. But he didn't..

And now...?

The cafe was quiet, dark, and quite peaceful actually. Zahra had been sent to bed long ago and was fast asleep while Michael was at the piano, simply practicing at one of the things he did best.

Not a moment sooner was the door pushed open and a familiar electric lion came in… with a just as familiar red head passed out on his back. From where he was sitting, Michael couldn’t tell all the damage, but he could definitely see some blood covering the man’s face.

"Back already, you two?" commented the male, letting his fingers move over the ivories before finally turning around. "Seriously, CC I don't understand wh-- FUCK!" His eyes widening, he dashed forward and quickly made his way to the lion, who gave a rumbling noise of displeasure, looking back at the red-head he had managed to get onto his back.

"What the actual fuck.. Who was it?" he spoke, looking over at CC who clutched tightly to her mask before looking away and finally pulling a face as best as she could.

"Azazel?"

A hesitant nod was given before CC hid half her face, fading away a bit and giving a small cooing noise toward Silver before looking back up at Michael.

"Shit.. Fuck... Silver, Silver my boy..."  he uttered, gently getting the older male off the electric lion and placing him on the sofa, rubbing some blood away before cursing. "Mumble, get Freckles and Vii. Tell Freckles someone is hurt. Make sure Vii helps her." he stated, focusing on the other.

MONDAY 11:30 PM

He had been tired. Tired and annoyed. Granted, the day before had been fun. But it didn't take away the fact he was still fucking annoyed at Michael. And he had been keeping a look out to that boy of his. Where do you hit someone best? With the people they cared for most. So that's exactly what Azazel had been planning on doing. He just needed to bide his time. Make sure his shoulder was healed up enough to survive through a fight. Perchance it would open again during this. But that he could deal with. He'd just have River give it a look again.

There would be no games beforehand, however. Not like how he played usually. He knew how the other fought. Evenly matched. Could he blame the kid?

Scoffing to himself, he scanned the place for a second before finally licking his lips. It was time to get this over with. Michael stole from him. That was fine, he would steal something back from the ebony-haired. But he wouldn't be able to have it back. Not this time.

A flash of red, his eyes narrowed.

And he pounced.

He hadn't expected the kid at all. He just had came at him out of nowhere. At first, the grunt hadn't known what to think of it.The fuck did he have to do with the young master. Not like he'd ever call him that. Sir Giovanni's orders could be strict, for sure he'd be respectful to him. But this kid?

A deep breath was taken in as the young girl started looking around, her head turning around a corner as she checked the hall. Nicholas wasn't with her this time. Of course not, he had been such a troublemaker that he hadn't been allowed to come with them. Matty stayed home too. She was certain their caretaker would take good care of both of them.

She was just glad she had been allowed to come along.

As for the reason why? There was a sliver of a chance of her meeting Silver again, she was certain of it! She just... Needed to find him. And hope he indeed was here. It seemed like forever since the two of them had met, though it hadn't been too long... She remembered the moment she had wanted to run away from home to go all the way to Johto and meet Silver again...

Her mother and father both were uncertain of Silver. And that only because he was son of Giovanni. Patty had none of that. She thought it was stupid. Silver was Silver, regardless of who his parents were.

Lavender was young, yes. But she was smart in her own rights. She acknowledged when her owner was sad. And she acknowledged when his health dropped. She acknowledged the moments he distanced himself and she acknowledged also the days he did not. She was happy with him, despite him not giving her treats whenever she wanted. She liked him. A lot. And she was content with living here. Even if sometimes she did not quite understand.

Tilting her head and watching the other for a long while, she finally turned and made her way to the person who had moved in for a little while when noted that her owner wasn't feeling too well.

Her head rubbed against the red-head's jeans before she looked up and wagged her forked tail a bit, a happy glint in her eyes, though there was a hint of worry too.