#evoblue

Brisk weather kept the antsy crowd company on this spring morning. Families and couples lined up for the grand opening of the long-awaited PikaPark studios. The Sinnoh region had never been graced with a theme park of such magnitude. Everything about it just screamed Unova. Ferris wheels, titan-sized rollercoasters, drop towers, and everything in between were just beyond the illuminated gates. But when the countdown for the park's opening had finished something strange occurred... the gates remained shut.

Minutes had passed, and the crowd grew displeased, practically terrorizing any employee with questions and their dissatisfaction. The owner of the branch, a large but kind man adorned in Pikachu-themed overalls and a top hat, spotted a bright blonde spark of salvation in the sea of people, and with that ounce of hope, he braved through his guests and latched onto the gym leader like there was no tomorrow. With all his might, he dragged Volkner to the front.

The situation was made clear to Sunnyshore's star and he replied. "I'll need some serious muscle to protect me, I need someone with strong pokemon. And one more thing for when the job is done."

Once again, the branch owner hunted high and low until he had found the much-needed muscle and repeated his plea to her, then promptly guided her to the meeting spot. Where the Sinnoh's 8th gym leader had just been conducting business with the utmost importance. "Cola? I thought we agreed on a Root beer? Fine whatever. Here. Beacon badge for the soda. Thanks again, kid." With one genuine bona fide gym badge in hand, the child smiled and dashed back to his family with his new treasure.

Snapping the can open, fizz erupted, pouring over his hand. In shock, Volkner's lips went to the can, trying to save some of his drink. In his rush, he had just only now noticed the branch owner and the brunette watching his transaction. The Blonde's head cocked back out of shock. "Oh, didn't see you there."

"I wouldn't underestimate Kalosian winters. It may look mild, but it can take a suddenly turn just as easily..."

He simply took the grey scarf he had around his own neck, very soft cashmere affair that was great for fighting off the cold despite how thin it looked. It had the scent of something minty, his own special cologne that was his signature.

He wrapped it around Blue without a second thought.

❝   oh   really   ?   what's   kanto   like   ?   only   been   'round   the   block   once   fer   some   work,   so   i   never   got   to   soak   in   the   culture.   ❞

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...and that makes her panic.

"Please..." Starters

It was the heat of the moment. Spoken as he held her waist in his arm, as it had become almost second nature to do.

Fond chatter after another shared night together... A night out, a dance, a drink, hands on hips...

They'd been talking about the previous night in fond past tense, laughing fondly, watching the morning bustle start on the city streets below.

"I wish you could stick around here forever..."

Part of him regretted it... Being so forward. Part of him dared to think that it was the right time, the right place... But he'd never like to mince words.

Which is what made her response all the more striking.

Touya froze, turning his gaze from the sunrise down to meet her eyes. Damn it... Had he been too forward? Too clingy? But... The way they kept coming back to each other, each visit... How their hands seemed to meld together...

"Blue...?" He uttered dumbly, sensing the pain in her tone, but struggling to find the source. "What's wrong?"

Prompt found here! , posted to Nates Private twitter that a grand total of maybe 15 people have access to.

He had to glance back when he heard Fantina raise her voice while Daisy's remained soft and quiet. Two friends and former rivals, it's not often that he sees his sister so fired up, and never has he seen her wear the identical smirk that he and Gary adorn. He easily walks off after informing he was going to wander, leaving the flurry of pink and purple behind.

Green continues to nurse the wine he had essentially stolen from Daisy, taking another sip. He had taken a photo with Raihan, apparently a social media influencer as well as a Gym Leader, he ate the offered green tea cookie Karen offered him when he stopped to talk to her and Sidney, and had a good catch up with Chuck. He laughs openly at the memory his former mentor tells, and when he opens his eyes, but instead of looking at Chuck, his eyes are immediately drawn elsewhere.

He nearly drops the glass and he swears that he loses all breath. Time slows down for Green as the most beautiful person he has ever seen emerges. Hair shiny and down, curled in soft waves. Makeup brings out how truly blue like the sky her eyes are. Jewellery that only accentuates whatever look she is she is going for. And a dress that hugs her body, and Green wants to trail his fingers exactly like the patterns on the dress upon her skin and tell her how lovely she is. To fawn and call her his and kiss her with every emotion he feels so she knows for sure. He never forgot, could never. She is magnetic and he has learned over the last few months why he has been so irritated—Green's heart only beats for her. He doesn't hear Chuck calling his name, and it's just the two off them when their gazes meet. A vision of beauty, and the way his heart pounds with love for her and yearning for her... His fingers twitch from wanting to interlace their fingers and remind her how wonderful she is. Blue looks more exceptional than anything he would ever be able to describe, anything that has ever existed before her. She shines, even against all of the glorious work.

He somehow breaks out of his gaze, taking another sip of wine for his mouth his dry. His thoughts were reaching places he didn't want them to. The laugh from Chuck earns the older Gym Leader a glare. ❝ Don't, ❞ Green says, tone stern from over the rim of his glass. Chuck is wearing the same expression as Daisy the other day when he had first invited her as his guest to the gala, and it only makes him more nervous. He starts to fiddle with the large, coal-grey ring on his thumb, but it brings no strength for it only gets worse.

"Don't you want to greet her?" Chuck asks, and he slaps Green across the back hard enough that it shoves him forward a couple of steps, nearly spilling burgundy liquid across Green's crisp white short. He had gasped in surprise. Chuck only laughs louder and waves his arm high. Green is not one to blush, but his face feels like he is being hit by Charizard's Flamethrower. He looks panicked for a moment and it turns into a heated glare just as quickly. His tone would rise quickly as he cups one hand around his mouth, and for the first time, Green is horrified and completely hopeless all because he fell in love. "Hey, Ms. Aozaki! It's been a long time since I last saw you, come talk to us!"

If looks could kill, Chuck would be dead.

"is she... supposed to do that?" no question of if she could at her own event, but... this was definitely some level of an etiquette breach.