#reader x leon

Bedroom

Leon said nothing on the drive back to his apartment complex, and neither did you. The silence felt heady with promise as to what was awaiting at the other end. You peered over to Leon’s right hand as it lazily hung between his legs, within his tight fist was your underwear, retrieved from the footwell of his backseat. After your oral shenanigans, you quickly pulled your jeans back up, and scrambled into the passenger seat as per Leon’s instructions.

Your mind was swimming as you continued to shamelessly watch Leon paw at the front of his jeans, your underwear fisted in his hand, coaxing his erection, trying his best to focus on getting you both back to his apartment, whilst fighting the temptation to pull over earlier than intended and have you in the back seat again.

Thankfully, Leon staved off his urges a little further, and parked up to a block of apartments, with himself exiting the car first. By the time you undid the buckle to your seatbelt, your door opened abruptly and Leon scooped up your hand and tugged on it, pleading with you to leave the car as fast as possible. Leon pulled you behind him, up the stairwell inside the building and towards a black door. The jangling sound of Leon’s keys echoing in the vast emptiness of the stairwell, filled the tense air as he rushed to feed them into his door. 

You glanced behind you, a learned habit from moving around late at night after graveyard shifts, keeping a watch for prying eyes as you travelled home. Suddenly, you felt Leon’s strong arm wrap around your waist, effectively hauling you into the apartment. Leon kicked the door closed with his boot, shrugged off his jacket to the floor, and pressed your back into the wall of the hallway, his lips seeking yours.

Your eyes involuntarily rolled back as you tasted Leon, his tongue probing yours, sliding across it salaciously as you both moaned into one another’s mouths. Leon’s hips ground firmly against yours, eliciting a groan of pleasure from yourself as he nudged his knee against you, effectively spreading yourself to straddle his thigh.

“L-Leon.” You gasped as Leon’s mouth left yours, seeking out the flushed skin on your neck, where he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses up and down your throat.

You felt Leon’s hands move from your shoulders, down to your waist, slipping further past to grip at the abundant flesh of your backside. His name fell from your mouth in a sigh as he massaged your ass, his strong hands gripping and flexing lovingly as he devoured at your neck whilst his thigh pressed to the core of you. You held onto Leon’s biceps as he ravaged you in the hallway, had it not been for his strong frame and the thigh between your legs keeping you up and against the wall, you were certain your wobbly legs would have given out from underneath you.

“You’re so perfect.” Leon mumbled against your throat, his raspy tone vibrating against your body.

You couldn’t help the way you rocked your hips against his thigh, desperate for him, for release of any form that he could give you. Sensing your need for him, Leon encouraged your movements by moving your waist back and forth, grinding you against the top side of his toned thigh. The movement made you groan loudly, and shamefully, but you couldn’t help yourself as Leon moved your body.

“That’s it…just like that.” Leon mumbled, his eyes roaming over your face as you gasped his name, cheeks flushing redder and redder as he helped you to dry hump his leg.

“L-Leon, Leon I…I can’t…I can’t-”

“Relax…enjoy it.” Leon murmured, the low timber in his voice vibrated from his chest against yours.

You shuddered, and whined as Leon continued to slowly grind you into his leg, admiring the way you moaned his name, or the way you sighed with each loving, giving squeeze he administered to your hips and ass. Leon watched you closely, intently for a few more moments, before leaning in close to kiss you, his tongue seeking yours once more as he slowly halted moving you against him.

He hummed in satisfaction against your mouth as you returned his kiss. Within a split second, Leon left you, his mouth dethatching from yours, his knee leaving your centre. Leon grasped onto your hand, tight and unwilling to let go of you as he gently pulled you down the hallway and towards what you assumed was his bedroom. For a brief moment, whilst Leon walked you both briskly deeper into his apartment, you looked around; everything was dark, modern, masculine in design and minimal decoration.

“I’ll give you the tour in the morning.” Leon’s voice interrupted your thoughts as he pulled you into his bedroom, kicking the door shut once you were inside and against his body once more.

Leon’s hands returned to your waist, holding you firmly to his front as he kissed you, walking you backwards until the edge of the bed met with your legs. You reached up, and felt for the buttons of his shirt.

“Can I?” You asked between kisses, your breathing laboured as Leon was taking every moment of advantage to kiss you.

“Be my guest.” Leon smirked, raising his hands from your waist to cup your elbows, as if to support your hands as they worked open his shirt.

With every button you undid, a fresh piece of Leon’s tanned, toned body was revealed to you, as if you were unwrapping a gift. Leon watched you curiously, head tilted to the side with a crooked smile, observing you as you undressed him, looking over his skin. He particularly liked how your fingers brushed against his abdomen as you undid the last of his buttons, before reaching up to slide the shirt off his body entirely.

As the shirt fell to the floor, you admired Leon’s upper half in its entirety, lingering on the finer details, the light blond hairs on his chest and navel, that travelled further to beneath his belt and waistband. You reached up, ghosting your fingers across his firm chest, tracing over several scars, war wounds and markers from working. You knew from the footage and case files where each and every scar had come from, evidence of his mission in Spain.

"Combat knife." Leon muttered, answering your silent curiosity, remembering all too well the searing pain that the blade delivered.

"I remember receiving the medical notes about this one." You sighed as your fingers traced over the particularly deep scar.

"You did?" Leon asked, a sympathetic frown deepening upon his angelic features as he watched you, looking him over with a faintly concerned look.

"It was part of the job to process your medical reports." You nodded with a vague shrug.

Without thinking, you looked over the scar, before leaning in close to press your lips to the uneven mark upon his skin. Leon shuddered under your touch, and you made to retract your hand suddenly, as if spooked, but he reached up and caught your wrist, halting it from moving away from his body.

“Too much?” You ask, worried you had frightened him off or made him self conscious with how you were touching him.

“Not enough.” Leon shook his head, his blond fringe partially obscuring his darkening eyes from you.

Slowly, Leon kept a firm grip of your hand, and placed it back onto his body, along with your opposite. He pressed his hands over yours against his chest, and you could feel the thump of his heartbeat under your right palm, steady, albeit slightly increased given the circumstances. You looked from Leon’s face to where your hands rested atop of his pectorals, and you flexed your thumbs to softly brush over his nipples. The sound of Leon humming, deep and gratuitous, vibrated into your palms, and you couldn’t help the smirk of pride that tugged at the corner of your mouth.

“I think we should even things out.” Leon sighed as you softly squeezed his chest, massaging his taught muscles lovingly.

Leon removed his hands from yours, and reached down to playfully tug and pull at the hem of your top, as if requesting permission. All it took was a tiny nod from you, for Leon to grasp your top, and carefully pull it upwards, leaving you half naked save for your bra. Leon stepped closer and reached around you, his head bending down to kiss at the space between your neck and shoulder, his teeth grazing your skin whilst his fingers unclasped your bra, tossing the garment to join the rest of yours and his clothes on the bedroom floor.

You watched as Leon leaned back a fraction to take you in, his hands instinctively coming up to politely cup and weigh your chest in his palms. Deciding to give you a taste of your own medicine, Leon took your right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and rolled it softly between the pads of his fingers.

“Jesus…fuck.” You sighed, your head lulling backwards and instinctively pushing your chest closer to Leon, giving him more of you to explore.

“You’re so beautiful.” Leon hummed, as if an open commentary, continuing to switch between rolling your nipple between his fingers, and gently squeezing the entirety of your breast in the palm of his large hand.

You couldn’t respond, your words stolen from you in a gasp as Leon dipped his head down to take your nipple into his mouth, his lips fastening around your ample flesh whilst his tongue slid across the sensitive bud. Leon’s hair tickled the tops of your chest and sternum as he worked his mouth over you, alternating between sides as he kissed and sucked. Your hand reached up to embrace Leon’s cheek as you moaned his name, deep with need as you felt yourself grow warmer and more aroused with each movement his mouth delivered.

Your hands held either side of Leon’s jaw, and moved him up from your breasts to kiss you, leaving a trail of his saliva on your skin, resulting in your nipples to pebble in the cooling exposure. As you kissed Leon, you reached down to paw at the front of his trousers, immediately gasping against Leon’s mouth as you gripped his erection through the fabric. You carefully squeezed him, and smoothed your palm up and down the front of his trousers, forcing a moan up from deep within Leon.

“You keep that up, and we won’t even make it into bed.” Leon grunted, his hands tightening on your arms.

“Let me have a little fun.” You softly pleaded, your lips brushing against Leon’s as your fingers slid out his belt, which clanged as it slackened, before unbuttoning and unzipping him fully, the rasping sound of his zipper sending a shiver though both your bodies.

Immediately, you looked down between your bodies, and took in the sight; Leon’s hard cock, straining against the soft black cotton of his boxers, begging to be freed.

“I think we should even things out.” You smirked, echoing Leon’s previous words and hinting to the fact that you were underwear-less that very moment, so why shouldn’t he be as well?

Leon chuckled lazily, and watched you through hooded eyes as you lowered yourself down to the floor, making yourself eye level with the crotch of his trousers. He watched as you braced your hands against his thighs, and pressed your lips to his boxers, a thin piece of material separating your mouth from his cock. Leon’s eyes fluttered as he watched you kiss and moan against him, the sensation akin to torture, but he knew why you were doing it, as it was exactly what he had done to you in the back of his car.

“Taste of my own medicine?” Leon quipped breathlessly as his hand rested atop of your head, fingers brushing your hair out of the way so he could see you fully as your mouth ghosted over his erection.

“Something like that.” You smirked and pressed a final, lingering kiss on his underwear before reaching up to roll the article of clothing, as well as Leon’s trousers, down his strong legs.

Leon’s cock sprang free, and he exhaled deeply with the release of his tight confines. He stood proudly, and you couldn’t help the shameful feeling of your mouth watering as you looked him over in his fullness. You reached up to grasp at him, softly squeezing at the base of his cock to draw out a moan, your name falling from Leon’s mouth effortlessly. Angling him, you leaned forward and captured the rosy head of his cock between your lips, drawing him further into your mouth.

“Jesus christ” Leon hissed as you swallowed as much of him as you could, the heady taste of him filling your senses as you drew back before taking him in again.

Leon’s hand cupped your head, and helped to bob you back and forth as you sucked him off, the sound of your name and his moans, as well as the lewd noises coming from your mouth, filling the bedroom atmosphere. Leon opened his eyes briefly, and watched as you continued to pleasure him, your hand moving in tandem with your mouth. Testing the waters, Leon reached his other hand up to join on your head, and he softly canted his hips, fucking himself gently into your warm mouth. You looked up at him, watching the expression of utter bliss etched out onto Leon’s features.

“Fuck- M’sorry…I couldn’t resist…your mouth it’s- fuck it’s so good.” Leon panted, and grit his teeth as he restrained himself from moving his hips any more. Despite your consent, he didn’t want to be selfish…not yet. Tonight, he wanted you both to feel good.

You felt Leon inch a little backwards, his cock slipping out of your mouth with a loud and wet pop. For a fleeting second, you admired the string of saliva and precum connecting your mouth to the tip of him, before Leon reached down to carefully wipe your mouth.

“Stand up gorgeous.” Leon hummed as he reached under your arms to help you back up to your feet. “Pants off.” He instructed as you stood upright.

Whilst you undid your jeans, you glanced at Leon as he stroked himself, the wet sounds of your saliva as it lubricated his hand whilst he stroked, made you flush at the cheeks. You pushed your jeans down, and kicked them to the side, leaving you as naked as Leon. He let go of himself, and approached you, slowly, drinking in every inch of your naked body and savouring it as he reached up to smooth his hands over every part of you he could touch. Likewise, your hands explored his anatomy, the pair of you burying your faces into the crux of one another’s shoulders, inhaling deeply, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. Leon’s cock pressed and twitched against your hip and stomach, and you felt him huff into your neck.

“Stand still for me.” Leon rasped against your body, pressing a lingering, open mouthed kiss to the side of your neck, before lowering himself down to his knees.

The request in itself was simple, but in practice, you struggled to keep yourself still – let alone standing upright. The feat was only made more difficult, when Leon smoothed his hands up the inside of your thighs, politely coaxing them wider as he drew closer and closer to where you needed him the most. Leon looked up at you as he touched the seam of your sex, slick with arousal, his middle and ring finger practically gliding through you. When the tips of his fingers brushed against your sensitive clit, you wobbled and grasped onto Leon’s shoulders for stability.

“You okay?” Leon asked as you refused to straighten back up again, your body trembling as his hands continued to move back and forth through your slick pussy.

“Leon, I…I don’t think I can stand up whilst you do that.” You gasped, awash with embarrassment at how pathetic you sounded, nails digging into the firm rounds of Leon’s shoulders. But it was true, your legs trembled with every caress he administered to you.

“Then lets fix that.” Leon grinned against your skin, standing up once more, making sure you could see him as he raised his fingers up to his lips to taste your arousal from them.

Leon walked you backwards until you sat down on the bed, shuffling you back towards the headboard to allow him room to crawl atop of you. Immediately, your mind flashed to your tryst in the back of his car, how he loomed over you, eyes hungry for your flesh. You felt yourself instinctively rubbing your thighs together in search of release, some way to alleviate the dull ache inside you. Leon took a hold of your ankles, and simultaneously raised and parted your legs open to him, placing the bend of your knees on either side of his head as he lowered himself down to your body.

You watched as Leon pressed his mouth to the side of your thigh, peppering your flesh with kisses as he drew closer and closer to where his fingers had been. You trembled under him, brimming with anticipation, as finally, his mouth found you.

“L-Leon!” You gasped up to the ceiling, your head falling back as Leon began to eat at you, hungrily, slowly, his arms hooking under your thighs so his palms could rest atop of your soft stomach and hold you in place.

Your hips bucked instinctively against Leon’s mouth as he licked and sucked, his eyes never leaving your face as he watched you moan for him, encouraging him to continue. As he ate you out, you noticed his pelvis moving, grinding into his mattress, keen to seek some sort of friction whilst he indulged in your body. You felt your stomach flutter as your orgasm skirted closer and closer as Leon paid particular mind to your swollen bundle of nerves, his mouth fastening atop of it and relentlessly lavishing it with kisses and licks.

“F-Fuck! Leon I-…I’m close.” You sobbed, your skin already decorated with a light sheen of sweat as you rolled your hips into Leon’s mouth.

Leon hummed in acknowledgement between your thighs, the act of which sent vibrations right to your core and only served to enhance your growing orgasm. Just like in the back of his car, your hands flew down to grasp onto Leon’s hair, gently tugging and gripping onto his scalp as he greedily ate you out, wanting nothing more than for his name to be the only thing you can think of.

“Oh! Oh god- L-Leon!” You exclaimed, his name being the final word to leave you as your orgasm tore through you, your body spasming as Leon continued to mouth at you without a moment’s pause.

You felt him separate from your body, your eyes rolled languidly in bliss as you looked down at him, turned on by the sight of how glossy and pink his soft lips were as he smirked up the length of you, admiring what he did to you.

“I don’t think I’ll ever tire of seeing you like that.” Leon mused as he raised himself up onto all fours and crawled up your body, his cock bobbing and twitching between his toned thighs.

You reached up, and pulled Leon down to kiss you, taking him back a little as his chin and mouth was a mess of saliva and your slickness. But if anything, it only fuelled your arousal, your need for Leon, to taste yourself on his mouth was something far more erotic than you could have ever imagined, and it seemed to resonate with Leon as he groaned into your mouth in return. You felt Leon’s knee push your leg up and widen you open for him, his stomach grazing against yours, his cock resting against you, throbbing with want.

“I need you…please baby…I don’t think I can hold out.” Leon said, his once controlled demeanour faltering as he pined for you, for release that he only wanted to seek out from you and you alone.

“I-I need you too.” You panted, breathless from Leon’s kissing. You lifted your legs up to wrap around Leon’s waist, encouraging him to move.

You felt Leon slow himself down, his hands feeding themselves under your back to essentially scoop you up and off the bed. With ease, Leon repositioned you both so he sat with his back against the headboard, and you squarely in his lap.

“Plant your feet.” Leon whispered, giving you a moment to do so, using his shoulders once more as support as you hovered over his lap. “Now…sit down, and ride me.”

“Wh-what?” You asked nervously, having never been asked to do so.

“Ride. Me.” Leon leaned in closer to you to lowly grumble his request.

You swallowed thickly, and looked down as Leon’s hand grabbed the base of his cock, lining himself up with you once more. You raised your hips, lining the round head of Leon’s cock up with you, before you slowly sank down onto him.

“L-Leon” You whimpered, your hands flattening against his chest as he stretched you out, warm and tight. “Leon I…it’s so much.” You moaned, already feeling impossibly full with only half of him inside of you.

“I know…I know.” Leon cooed, his eyes never leaving your face as you worked through the mixture of pleasure and ache from the stretch. “You’re taking me so good, fuck” He huffed as you lowered further, and further, until finally you had taken Leon in his entirety.

“Oh fuck” You groaned, drawn out and guttural as you adjusted to Leon inside of you, bottoming out atop of him.

“You’re so good, look at how perfect we fit together.” Leon hummed, praising you, his lust drunk eyes roaming over every inch of you he could find, his fingers brushing stray hairs from your face so he could admire and worship you in your entirety.

Leon let go of your waist, his hands sliding up to cup your cheek and bend you slightly downward to meet him in the middle for a kiss. Everything paused, stilled and serine as Leon kissed you, though it wasn’t messy and passionate as the ones you had shared moments prior. No, this one was slow and meaningful, and you could feel every ounce of care in Leon being poured into this kiss.

“You’re so beautiful.” Leon muttered against your lips, his hands returning to your sides, and he gently grasped your flesh. “I want you to use me, I want to see you come apart on top of me.”

You felt Leon begin to rock you, his hands gradually moving your hips, assisting you as you began to lift yourself a little higher, until only the tip of Leon was inside of you, before sinking back down. Both of you grunted and moaned in unison, gradually picking up the pace as you formed a rhythm. Leon’s hands travelled over your body, up your spine to between your shoulder blades where he held you close, taking control of the pace from you, and fucking his himself up and into you, creating a loud clap with each buck of the hips meeting.

“Oh! Oh fuck! – L-Leon!” You cried out, nails digging so deep into Leon’s chest and the tops of his shoulders that you knew you were going to leave deep marks on his body.

“Too much?” Leon winced as he slowed himself down a fraction, slightly worried he had gone too far in his enthusiasm.

“N-No, just…fuck you’re…you’re stretching me.” You half laughed, half sighed, allowing the ebb in Leon’s pace to gather yourself. “It’s good…really good. Just…just a lot.”

Leon slowed down, now at a point where he was rolling and grinding his hips into you, a complete one eighty from the rapid speed he was attempting. He looked you over, and nodded, pressing his lips to your chin.

“Slowly then.” Leon agreed, and rolled his hips into yours once more.

Leon sat up fully, his knees drawing closer to support your back a little more, although mostly it was to cage you in closer to him. His arms circled around your waist, and in one smooth movement, Leon tips you backwards until you’re on your back on the mattress, looking up at him as he held you close to his body. Your hands found Leon’s toned biceps, and held onto them for support as he began to move.

Leon shuffled closer, his hand reaching between your bodies to grasp his cock. Despite imploring that he needed you so desperately, it didn’t stop Leon from teasing himself and yourself as he pushed the head of his cock through your slick sex, coating himself further in your arousal. He went as far as to tap himself once or twice against you, the sensation sending a shudder through your body as he bounced his firm prick against your clit.

“S-Stop teasing!” You half laughed, half sighed, eager for him.

“M’sorry” Leon smirked impishly with a slight head tilt, looking back down at your bodies as he lined himself up at your entrance, before slowly pushing himself back into your warmth.

You both moaned and uttered one another’s names as Leon edged himself deeper, and deeper inside of you, until his pelvis was sitting flush against yours, the head of his cock nudging that spot deep within your that made you babble incoherently with pleasure.

“God you feel so good.” Leon growled through his teeth, resisting the urge to grip onto you and fuck himself stupid into you. No, he wanted to savour this, savour you.

“P-Please Leon, I…I need you to move.” You whimpered, your heels digging into Leon’s ass.

With a huff, Leon pulled out of you, painfully slowly, before sliding back down to the hilt. He gradually increased his pace, until the sound of your skin slapping against one another filled the room, alongside your plethora of expletives and moans. The way Leon filled you, made you feel so complete and at one with him, made your head spin.

Just as your eyes fluttered closed, you felt Leon’s lips peppering along your collar bone, neck and cheek, all the while muttering words into your skin. You could feel the familiar, fluttering sensations of your umpteenth orgasm of the night approaching you, and so could Leon as his pace quickened a fraction.

“Oh god…L-Leon I’m close…I don’t…I don’t think I can…I can.” You were struggling to even string a sentence with how intoxicating the pleasure felt, coursing through your body all at the command of the man above you.

“Breathe…let me take care of you baby.” Leon huffed against the corner of your mouth before kissing you, relishing in the vibrations of your moan against his mouth.

“That’s my girl, you take it all so well.” Leon praised you, continuing his rhythm as he reached up to lick the tips of his fingers before sliding it down to press and gesture firm circles around your clit.

You could feel the mess you were creating between your bodies, your slickness and his saliva coating one another. With each grind of his hips, Leon nudged into you, a mixture of delicious pain and pleasure that made you feel like you were sinking into the mattress as your orgasm hurtled closer. Leon’s thumb brushes over your clit at the perfect angle, and it sends you spiralling, your mouth parting as you cried out Leon’s name in utter, unrelenting ecstasy.

Leon grips onto your soft waist, tighter and tighter, sure enough he’ll leave bruises, but you weren’t in the mind of caring if he marked you. His hips stuttered, and you reached up with what little strength you could to hold either side of his face, watching his blue eyes look deep into yours.

“That’s it…right there…it’s so good Leon…your so good.” You whisper and chew on your lip as Leon fucks through the remainder of your orgasm as he chases his own release.

“Fuck- I’m…I’m gonna…fuck!” Leon groaned, and pressed his hips entirely into yours as he came.

Leon’s hips twitch and jerk against you, his head thrown back, exposing his adams apple which bobs up and down as he gasps your name to the ceiling. He falters, and you feel him carefully lower his body down and onto yours. You can feel your combined release, his and yours, warm and slick as it coats your inner thighs, your bodies still connected, still full, unwilling to separate just yet.

“You okay?” Leon’s voice, raspy and doting, pulls you from your haze. You look down as his chin rests between your heaving chest, looking up the length of you.

“I think so.” You chuckle breathlessly, and it seeps into Leon who smirks and slowly presses kisses to your skin.

Eventually, Leon reluctantly pulls out of you, sparing a moment to observe as his release slips out of you. You feel his weight leave the bed for a moment, before he returns, pressing something to the middle of your legs.

“Leon?” you open your tired eyes, observing the slate grey towel in your lover’s hands as he wipes your legs and sex clean.

“We can shower in the morning.” Leon commented dryly with a crooked smirk, tossing the towel to the bed side before drawing back the covers to wrap both your bodies up inside.

“Is it really that bad?”

“Leon, I feel like I’m dying.”

You couldn’t see the pained look on Leon’s face as you curled up further in bed. Leon had come over earlier to see if you wanted to hang out and have a mock battle, but when you answered the door, you looked awful.

His first thought had been you must be sick, and he supposed that wasn’t too off the mark.

You invited him in, though apologized right after. Something about how you were on your period, so you wouldn’t be able to host that well, nor do any battles.

After that, you had told him he could help himself, and do whatever while you went back to your room. All while apologizing again as you entered your room and crawled in bed.

Leon had to admit, he felt awful that you felt miserable. You were usually so upbeat around him, so to see you in such pain…

He didn’t like it.

It’s how he ended up sitting next to you on your bed as you held a pillow close, asking if you would be alright.

“Yeah, I’ll live. Ughh… I just can’t relax, the pain is too much today, and the medicine hasn’t kicked in yet.”

A moment passes, before you hear the sound of a pokeball opening. You open an eye, and your gaze softens when you see Leon’s Charizard next to you, looking at you concerned.

The sweet pokemon gently nudged your arm with it’s snout, and you hesitated a moment, before lifting it. Leon’s Charizard then gently took the pillow you had been curled around, before making itself comfortable by laying against your abdomen.

You sighed in slight relief at the warmth, and Leon smiled at you as your body sagged into the bed.

“Warm…” you said with a sigh of relief. This was waaay better than any heating pad.

Leon’s Charizard proceeded to get comfortable next to your bed, minding it’s flames. No doubt you needed this, given your reaction.

You barely had time to notice though that Leon had kicked his shoes off and climbed into bed with you, at least not until he curled close to you under the covers.

“It’s been a while since I had a day to rest. How long has it been? Months?”

You weakly smiled.

“Being Champion isn’t all fun days either, I take it.”

Leon pulled out his phone, positioning it where you could watch as well, and leaned against your shoulder.

“Nope! It’s usually fine, but… It’s nice to take a break and spend time with you. I don’t mind hanging out in bed.”

His words were sweet. Maybe you wouldn’t mind having more days like this with him.

Well, when you weren’t in agonizing pain, at least.

–

Being friends with a Mob Boss had its ups and downs, you liked to think.

Even if ending up close with the leader of Team Rocket of all things by complete accident, was nothing short but the work of a lot of shenanigans.

At least it came with benefits, such as an impromptu visit when you don’t answer your phone for a day.

You’d give Giovanni credit. He was possessive of the few people he was close with, meaning he was not happy if he thought something happened to them. Of course, this could also be read as borderline obsession, but you liked to think that with his… unique line of work… he couldn’t afford to be too careful.

It’s how you weren’t too surprised to hear banging on your door after you ignored your phone for several hours.

You had set it to charge that morning, and unfortunately started red week.

The cramps hit you like a hammer, and you ended up scrambling to take medicine, and get comfortable before crawling in bed with a heating pad. In your haze of pain, you forgot to grab your phone where you had it charging.

Groaning, you wondered if it was someone who would leave if you ignored it. Though when you heard the banging again, and the sound of your doorknob jiggling, you sighed and got up from bed.

You unlocked your door quickly, before pulling it open.

On your front porch was Giovanni, caught red handed clearly trying to lockpick your door.

Clearing his throat, he adjusted his hat, his face turning into a scowl.

“Uh… everything alright, Giovanni?” you asked. Said man raised a brow at you, showing his hands into his trench coat pockets.

“I should be asking you that question.”

“Huh-?”

If you didn’t know Giovanni as well as you did, you probably would have flinched at the glare he gave you.

“No answered calls, no answered texts. It’s been hours. What happened?”

Ah yes, Giovanni was definitely possessive of those he considered his.

Sagging a bit, you gave him a look.

“Sorry, I’m not feeling well, and I left my phone to charge in another room before crawling in bed.”

Another thing about Giovanni was how paranoid he could be. Calculating every possible result he could. He didn’t seem entirely convinced.

Rolling your eyes (though there wasn’t any actual annoyance behind the action), you opened your door for him to come inside.

He followed almost immediately, letting you shut the door behind him. You knew he wouldn’t let this drop if you didn’t let him see for himself you were fine.

Just because he somewhat trusted you, did not mean he trusted anyone else besides his inner circle of ‘employees’. He tended to rely on himself to make sure bigger things went smoothly.

No doubt he’d try to break in again unless he saw for himself, or he’d send one of his inner circle to do it.

Giovanni followed you into your home, and you gestured towards your charging phone, before looking at him a bit weak.

“See? I’m sorry for missing your calls and messages, but I really don’t feel well…”

Giovanni looked you up and down, and you felt yourself internally sigh.

“Just what are you even sick with? Flu?”

You gave him a deadpan look.

“Red week.”

It was silent, and a look of realization hit him.

“Ah.”

It was almost comical how his demeanor changed, though you decided not to pick on him for it.

“Make yourself at home, I’m going back to bed.”

You knew he wouldn’t mess with anything. Not like you had anything he couldn’t buy himself, and he wasn’t interested in any of your valuables.

With that, you headed back to your room while holding your gut, cursing your beloathed organ. Behind you, you could barely make out Giovanni pulling out a phone before you turned a corner and walked back to your room.

Crashing dramatically onto your bed, you curled up against one of your pillows and let out a groan. Here you had been comfortable, and had to get up.

Of course, you weren’t upset at Giovanni, but definitely more irritated at the circumstances of having to leave your cocoon of comfort.

You laid long enough to nearly end up in a drowsy slumber after being alone in your room for a bit, before you heard your door squeak open. You hadn’t shut it completely in case Giovanni wanted something, though you jolted slightly at the noise.

“Relax.”

Looking up, you saw Giovanni. How long had it been since you let him in? You weren’t sure.

“Wh-”

“Here.”

Before you could even ask what he needed or was doing, he tossed something on your bed. Blinking in confusion, your eyes looked over to whatever had landed next to you.

Your eyes then widened when you noticed it was a rather high quality heating pad.

“Wait-”

He held up a hand, and you paused.

“Don’t worry about it. Consider it a get well soon gift.”

Your mouth opened and closed like a fish, and you barely managed to react in time and catch something when he tossed something else to you.

Confused, you looked at it, before your eyes widened at the sight of a pokeball. Curious, you clicked it open, and Giovanni’s Persian popped out.

The giant cat-like pokemon lazily blinked at you, before hopping on your bed and did a long stretch, before curling up next to you with a purr.

“Persian will look after you. I’ll be back to check on you later.”

Before you could even get a word in, Giovanni gave you a nod, before turning and leaving your room, closing the door behind him.

Persian nuzzled against you, and you reached out to scritch behind its soft ears.

Giovanni was a busy, cold man. You knew this well, and you wouldn’t argue if someone said it.

…But you’d admit, he could show he cares in his own strange ways to the select few he was close to.

–

In hindsight, you should have expected this.

Starting your period while hanging out with Nanu was awful. Not only did the cramps hit you out of nowhere, but the headache and nausea decided to slam into you at the same time on top of it all.

Nanu, to his credit, was sympathetic to you despite how nonchalant he seemed.

“Got ya some meds and a blanket.”

Looking up from your spot on the couch, you saw Nanu next to you, holding each thing out to you to grab.

“Oh thank Arceus, thank you Nanu.” You said, sitting up with a wince before grabbing the items from him.

“No problem.” Was all he said, before sitting next to you as you tried to get comfortable as you took the pain killers.

Chuckling at the wince you made as you swallowed the pills, Nanu held back a grin as you groaned. He found your reactions funny, but he knew better than to laugh when you must be feeling absurd amounts of pain.

That, and despite his grin, he truly hated to see you like this.

You rarely let anyone see you feel this way, he had realized earlier. No doubt always staying home and canceling plans to ride the pain out.

Just how many times have you stayed home because of this? Or had simply pushed through the pain?

Glancing at you, he watched as you wrapped the blanket around you, giving a small smile to a Meowth that carefully pawed at your leg in concern.

The lil guy then carefully jumped up and crawled into your lap with a small noise of comfort, and you absentmindedly began to pet him as the Meowth made himself comfortable.

After a moment, Nanu let out a silent sigh, before reaching over and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. He pulled you close in a comforting manner, and grabbed the tv remote with his free hand.

“Stay as long as you need.” he said, before turning the tv on and flipping the channel to one you had mentioned liking.

You were silent for a moment, before leaning against Nanu’s shoulder.

“Thank you, Nanu.” you whispered.

The corner of his lips ticked upwards in a small smile.

“it’s okay leon, just sit still, okay!” panic rises in your voice as you pull off leon’s shirt, revealing a broken blade wedged in his shoulder.

with all your strength you pull it out and instruct leon to hold the wound while you get bandages ready. little groans and sharp inhales fill the room as leon writhes in pain, blood seeping from between his fingers. you pour alcohol directly onto the wound, causing leon to flinch.

“jesus christ, that felt worse than the knife!” he groans.

“i know, i know, i’m sorry” you sit in leon’s lap to get a better look at the gaping puncture going through his shoulder.

“this dosen't look so good.”

“i’m okay, i promise” he assures.

you bandage him up, and stand up, throwing him his shirt back.

“we have to get out of here, we’re losing time” you exclaim.

leon puts his gear back on, springing back into action as if nothing ever happened. he grabs your hand, guiding you out of the maze-like structure.

rounding a corner you come face to face with a grotesque bio-monstrosity. with no hesitation, you take it out with a gunshot to the head and a knife to the neck.

you and leon are sprinting through the building, trying to get to the helicopter waiting for you on the other side.

“you have the vial right?” leon asks you, huffing and slightly out of breath.

“yes, i should,” you say patting down your pockets.

“holy shit, i don’t have it, what do i do!?” you scream, coming to a halt and attempting to turn back around.

you must have left it in that room when you were dealing with leon’s shoulder.

“what do you think you’re doing?” leon grabs your shoulder before you could take off.

“i’ll run back and get the vial!” you yell, pure panic taking over.

“no, you get to safety, i’ll grab it and meet you back at the helicopter.”

“no leon, i’ll do it. please, you’re wounded!” you desperately try to convince him.

leon’s deep, authoritative voice echoes throughout the hall when he says your name, “this is an order, get to the helicopter, now.”

“yes sir.”

you realize how wrong you were to defy him. he’s the captain of this mission, you must follow orders.

the clicking and gnarling sounds of bloodthirsty monsters are catching up to you and now leon has to turn back and face them, or else the entire mission is a failure.

your eyes meet with leon’s, “just stay alive, please.” you practically beg.

he lets out a half-hearted chuckle “i could say the same to you, now go.”

you both take off in opposite directions. luckily you make it to the roof of the building unscathed and see your way home awaiting you. wind and rain are smacking you in the face as you climb up the flailing ladder. you pull yourself up into the helicopter and ask the pilot to wait for leon.

it was a nail-biting two minutes, is he dead, is he alive? the storm was drawing in and you had to go, luckily you saw him. leon popped through the door with a swarm of mutants following closely behind as he makes a sprint for the helicopter.

thank fucking god.

he makes it up and falls into his seat, soaking wet and out of breath.

“leon, thank goodness are you okay!?” you frantically check his body to make sure he made it in one piece.

“i’m okay,” he smiles with a sigh “we made it and that’s all that matters.”

…

it’s been a couple of days since you’ve been back; you spent the first day in the infirmary where they ensured you were fit to go back to work. luckily you didn’t sustain any major injuries. so, you got sent back the following day.

you’ve since spent the day writing follow-up reports for the mission and finishing countless other half-completed reports on your desk. it has put you into a fog. to experience true life and death and immediately go back to the office is extremely jarring. but comes with the job title.

you hear a knock at your door, drawing your attention away from the never-ending stack of paperwork.

“come in!” you holler.

the door peaks open and you’re greeted by leon. clad in a dark navy suit. it looks expensive, quite literally fitting him perfectly.

“leon!” you burst out, just happy to see his face.

“hey, how are you?” he asks softly, closing the door behind him and taking a seat at one of the chairs facing your desk.

“well, it’s been hard to get my mind off the last couple of days, but i’m hanging in there...” you sigh, “and you?”

“my shoulder is fucked up, but nothing i can’t handle.” leon’s nose scrunches up as he's reminded of the pain.

you tilt your head and pout your lips, a non-verbal show of empathy.

leon clears his throat and sits up straighter in his chair. “well, in honor of that nightmare, i thought that you would wanna go out for a drink, maybe i take you out to a nicer bar this time?”

a date?

“uh-ya! i’d love that, actually!”

“how about tonight?”

“that works” you smile.

“great, i’ll see ya then.” leon leaves your office, silently closing the door behind him.

your mind is going a million miles a minute.

what am i going to wear? should i even dress up? is this even a date? am i overthinking things?

never mind that, now you have to get through the work day, anxiously waiting for tonight to come.

...

you run home after work, partially because you desperately wanted out of your work clothes and mostly because you wanted to impress him.

you wanted to look good for once, after all, he’s only ever seen you in your work clothes.

you throw on a cute little black dress with a low scooped neck line and dainty lace along the edges, black thigh-high tights, and mary jane heels. the whole ensemble was topped with a trench coat. you looked nice, but not overdone.

you make it to the bar of leon’s choosing, and it was certainly a lot nicer than expected. it was classy, with a 1920’s speak-easy theme. most of the drinks were whiskey or bourbon-based.

leon already had a spot at the bar with two drinks ordered.

he watches you as you approach him, a little smirk adorning his rosy lips.

“don’t you look cute” he compliments, pulling out a chair for you to sit.

cute.

you visibly blush and hold back a cheesy smile, desperately trying to contain your elation.

once seated you admire your drink, it has little edible flowers and an orange twist garnishing the glass.

“what is this?” you ask.

“it was on the specialty menu, it looked pretty so i ordered it for you.”

“and what did you get for yourself?”

“whiskey, neat. as always”

“that’s definitely what i’d assumed you to drink” you laugh.

“hm i guess i’m so predictable”

“honestly, not really”

“hm? oh really” he raises an eyebrow.

“your drink of choice maybe, but you’ve managed to be one of the most unpredictable people i’ve met.”

“is that a compliment?” he smirks.

“yes, i’d say it is” your tone is flirty and sweet.

“how come?” he asks.

“well, i’d say you’re hard to read, for a while, i thought you were drawn back and aloof. but getting to know you, you’re anything but. your quietness is deceiving”

“hm yeah, i guess i can see what you mean.”

you take a sip of your drink and it’s delicious. it’s strong with a spicy warmth of the whiskey heating your throat as it goes down but balanced by notes of light floral sweetness.

“you like it?” leon asks, watching you sip on your pretty little drink.

“hmmhmm” you smile.

leon looks you in the eye and then down at his hands.

he seemed… cautious.

“there’s a reason i brought you here... i wanted to apologize for what happened out there, shit went wrong and it shouldn’t have.”

does he feel actually feel guilty? it was unreasonable considering you felt responsible for constantly putting him in rocky situations. you’re tremendously less experienced in the field, and it showed.

“no, that’s not true” you furrow your eyebrows. “don’t blame yourself for my fuck-ups, you out of all people don’t deserve that.”

“as a leader, i’m always responsible, y/n.”

“responsible or not, you do not owe me an apology. i won’t accept it. you’re the one that got stabbed in the shoulder for christ sake!”

you forget you’re in a crowded bar, and draw the attention of a few heads with that last statement.

“well, at least let me show my appreciation, you made the most of a shitty situation, and i thank you for it.”

“okay, i’ll allow it; and thank you, captain.” you said with a smirk.

and there it was, that side of him you always saw, even from afar. a tormented soul trying to make right in a wrong world, even if wasn’t his fault.

as the night progressed you two talked for hours. starting light, with the topic of work until the conversation divulged into something much more personal. you found yourself spilling all your inner workings to him. why was he so easy to talk to?

“it’s getting late” leon confesses. your heavy eyelids telling him all he needed to know. “fuck, you’re right.” you agree.

“did you drive?” leon asked.

“no i walked, i only live a few blocks away.”

“can i walk you home?”

“yes, please,” you said with a sigh of relief. you really did not want to make the cold and dark walk home alone.

the walk was quiet, but not awkward. only a few sentences of small talk here and there.

finally arriving at your apartment, you figure this is your only chance to make a move.

before arriving at the lobby door you turn to leon, eyes full of lust and stomach twisting with fear.

fuck, just do it.

you move towards him eagerly in an attempt to go in for a kiss. but leon’s lips meet yours sooner.

he went in first.

you’re shocked. he places his hand delicately on your cheek deepening the embrace and leaving you with no chance to think.

his lips leave yours and his thumb strokes your lip. his sultry eyes gaze into yours like pools of ocean reeling you in.

your voice is low, almost in a whisper. “why don’t you come in?”

part three

⭐️tags

First of all, he was also tired of impermanence. Glass after glass and the beloved princess who is constantly looking for a charming prince again in his head becomes an innocent maiden with soft skin and not that ruinous mermaid who somehow constantly pulls him into her nets. Fingers hold a glass of whiskey in his hands and Leon sees his own reflection in the amber liquid. At the time, you could really be the same sea woman from the legends who drags sailors to the bottom of the oceans, but the trouble is that Leon is at the bottom of the bottle every time you think you have found an incomprehensible ideal in which you will definitely not be disappointed anymore.

Maybe it was your inexperience and young age? Leon remembers how he met you, and he didn't need much. Maybe one or two nights without commitment, without love, because in her heart lived a mysterious woman in red, who sometimes left paper airplanes with traces of lipstick after rare nights.

But you…

For some reason, you have sunk deep into his blood, and Leon himself could not let you go. Gentle touches, stroking your hair in a dream, it was as if he had returned to the skin of Leon's rookie with puppy eyes full of devotion in his gaze. When he nuzzled your neck, touching the skin with his lips, hugging you around the waist so tightly, but painlessly.

It wasn't even about sex, but rather about some kind of warmth and comfort that enveloped like a light veil. Passion was, however, Leon quickly left it in the background, making love to you his priority. Not just a physical attraction, but something more sublime. Just to lie together like this while you're texting someone on your phone, leaving him blissfully unaware that a replacement has been found for him.

"After all, you said yourself that you don't need love," you told him the first time he saw this fucking correspondence in one of the last chats when you were taking a shower. "And I want to be loved"

Then you stood in front of him in a towel with wet hair, while he clutched your phone in his hand, trying to suppress the desire to smash it on the floor. Last night you told him that you were fine with him, and later corresponded with another guy, telling him the same thing. Anger from resentment completely filled his soul. But you were right… He immediately made it clear that he didn't need a serious relationship, but didn't you see all his sincere affection afterwards? He gave you everything you wanted and treated you with such awe, as if he had fragile porcelain in front of him that needed to be taken care of.

And he let you go reluctantly, because it didn't occur to him that you needed those three simple words "I love you", which he didn't think of uttering even in a fit of passion.

The only thing Leon found solace in was alcohol and work that took away all moral resources. But returning to an empty apartment, he wanted more than anything in the world to see you, sleep and bask in the same bed or take you somewhere far away from the noisy city for a week to relax with him. However, his princess was with her Prince charming, which he unfortunately was not. Apparently Leon was some kind of antagonist of this story or just a minor character who is remembered when the plot demands it, because the princess soon became disillusioned with the prince who did not justify all her ideals.

And so history repeats itself… The mermaid swims out of the depths of the sea again to drag him to the bottom with her… It's a funny comparison considering that Leon himself lets you drag him to this very bottom. He forgave… It wiped away your tears, kissing your cheeks flushed from crying and pressed your body to his chest, holding so tightly as if you could fall.

You're so young. So inexperienced and probably a little touchy, so you ran away from him to some asshole who didn't appreciate you as the only flower in the whole wide world. Forgiving you was so easy.

You returned to him that was the main thing after which Leon was going to take care of you to the fullest, not intending to give you to anyone anymore. The relationship was the healing of his traumas. Leon did not even consider what happened between you cheating. There was just a misunderstanding, but now he was going to build trust with you. So as you lay on the crumpled sheets, his lips gently kissed your back. He liked the idea that he was no longer alone. That he doesn't need to live the worst moments of his life alone.

Therefore, returning home always made him look like a dog that was eager to see his beloved person to whom he was attached, and if Leon had a tail, he would definitely wag it so that he could demolish half the apartment.

"Why was it necessary to seek love from other men?"

Leon never considered himself the best partner in the world. Okay, maybe he really doesn't have enough free time to spend with you, but that never means he enjoyed being away from you! Gifts were just a way to make amends with you for his absence, but then he always tried to make up for lost time by inviting you to places ranging from expensive restaurants to a pleasant week-long romantic cruise.

But now, sitting at the table in his apartment and looking into your seemingly sincere tears with pleas for forgiveness, Leon remembers how you left him for the second time.

"What did you promise me?" His voice is ringing in your head, while a cold reaction, along with an indifferent smirk, leaves no chance.Finally, he raised his icy eyes to you, forcing you to remember all your false promises of loyalty to him. "How many times have you promised me that you love me, huh?

Do you remember this number yourself? because Leon is already tired of counting and forgiving.

Silence freezes between the two and only the sound of the heels of your beautiful expensive boots that he gave you not so long ago is heard. You walked up to him and a trail of your perfume enveloped his nose as your fingers stroked the back of his hand.

It is difficult to resist your feminine charms. Initially, Leon considered you the embodiment of a dream that he could reach. As a result, your game of "Love" turned out to be even worse than when Ada played with him. At least she was as honest with him as her secrecy allowed, and you...

"That the last suitor did not live up to expectations again?" sarcastically remarks Leon overturning the glass into himself, drinking the contents completely. "And my beloved princess is running back to the dragon's lair to start waiting for another stupid cute boy who, in her imaginary dreams, will be the one?" Alcohol does not dull the heartache that you brought him with your cheating.

"I'm sorry..." you whisper pathetically, gently grabbing his forearm causing him to let out a low chuckle "Please..."

"What is the number of times? The fifth?" The hand reaches for the bottle again.

Leon is tired of forgiving. Tired of listening to your vows of love and then finding texts with other guys and finding out that you go on dates while he risks his life on a mission.

However, Leon could not himself, he still loved you, but he could no longer forgive these endless antics. The second time, you ran away yourself, telling him that you had found the love of your life, leaving him completely discouraged and confused. That's just this "love" lived for only 2 months, and you couldn't take it anymore, running away from your new lover back to him. Crying, drunkenly clinging to him, and no matter how he was offended by your mean act, Leon's nobility did not allow him to leave you in trouble... Of course, he loved, of course, he wanted you to be there, so when you sobered up and looked at him with such sweet eyes full of tears and sincere remorse for the mistake you made, Leon didn't have the strength to give up on you.

In order for him to forgive, it was only necessary to snuggle up to his back, hug his stomach, sniff and say that you love him very much. You just made a mistake.

Exactly the same scenario was repeated for the third and fourth time, with the only difference being that Leon himself saw a chat with guys on your phone. The last time, he even waited out of interest to see if you would tell him about your subject sighing or if he would have to catch you red-handed again. Fuck, even Ada didn't play on his emotions like that. In the end, Leon decided that he had had enough.

But here you two are again. An endless cycle of cheating and forgiveness.

Part of Leon knew he shouldn't give in to you, but it was so hard to say no. It is already impossible to atone for such an act, and Leon rightly does not want to listen to sweet speeches again, trusting them once again so that in a couple of months he will start licking the wounds from your separation from him again.

"I made a mistake. Again," you said softly, and Leon even ignored you for a while, thinking about something of his own.

"A mistake?" Leon looked at you in disbelief. "It was a mistake the first time. Then I humbled myself and forgave you the second time, but the third, fourth and fifth? Are you serious?!"

"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry."

Oh, those sweet cheeks of yours and tearful eyes that could destroy any defense of his broken heart. You always speak so sincerely that Leon does not understand if you are a good actress or if some kind of chemical chain is really going on in your head, because of which you are constantly looking for love on the side. It's always not enough for you, but for some reason you sleep with him, eat, live, whisper beautiful words and even make ill-conceived plans for children. Casually and more in jest than seriously, but these conversations were!

The problem is that he loves you, but your feelings for him are like a cigarette. And only ashes remain of them. With each new attempt, he wanted to believe that it would be just you and him, but there was always someone else. And Leon just doesn't know where to put himself. Clumsy in the relationship, he didn't even notice or didn't want to notice your manipulations, but looking into your eyes, he wants to forgive you again and again, giving another attempt to start over.

But there is a limit to everything.

"Leon…" a gentle, even voice interrupts the silence. He could dream about you for the rest of his days, thinking that somewhere in your heart there is still a real love for him. Therefore, when he looks up at you again, he feels only bitterness and sadness.

But what can you know about his sorrows? And yet Leon is not surprised by your presence here. You say you missed him, but this time he wasn't going to believe it.

"What do you want this time?"

"You" you answer without the slightest delay, watching as he drinks another dose of alcohol. "Only you. I know I hurt you, but now everything will be different!"

Finally, a sarcastic grin touches his lips. This makes you feel uncomfortable and your stomach seems to curl up inside, telling you that he is so tired of these toxic relationships that he no longer wants to get involved with anyone.

"Are you serious?!" Leon laughs, twirling the glass in his hands. "Where did that prince go? Believe it or not, I'm not even interested in what happened to you this time because you came running to me again to cry and ask for forgiveness. I've had enough of this shit. I'm done"

He already said this last time, but now you bite the inside of your cheek, taking an empty glass from his hands, pushing your fingers into his palm, hoping that tactile contact will give you the advantage to bring everything back and correct all mistakes.

Because of this, Leon head and heart are in conflict again. The desire to be with the woman he loved unrestrainedly was even stronger than Ada was attracted to, but his mind told him that it would be stupid. Even when you knelt down next to him.

"Please believe me. I understand how much pain I brought you, but I realized a lot. I don't need anyone else give me a chance to fix everything!"

"I really want to believe you. If only I could," he said before kissing your palm in his hand. "Not after all your games"

"No more games," you honestly admitted, trying to convince him.

As if it were true. He does not want to check your phone for the presence of questionable correspondence, looking through the texts of forwarded messages with lovers. He was annoyed by the thought of it, but he really still loved you. Besides, Leon didn't want you to get away with it anymore.

"All those meetings… they didn't really mean anything to me. But I only realized it now."

"You already swore to me in love, swore that those men meant nothing to you, but I always caught you and we went back to where we started. If it didn't mean anything to you, why were you always looking for love on the side? Looking for it from other men when I tried to give you everything you wanted?!" Leon lowered his gaze, looking at you with bloodshot tears. "I don't want to take it anymore" He said before grabbing his glass and taking another shot of whiskey.

"This…it was all such a huge mistake of mine. Foolishness."

"Foolishness?" He grinned and his beautiful blue eyes darkened with anger, "Maybe you just don't know how to be faithful? I forgave the first time because we had a condition that we only sleep, but when it turned into a relationship… I had the strength to accept you for the second, third fucking fourth time, but if you think I'm blind and stupid, then you're very wrong. Look for your ideal further since you haven't seen my kind attitude towards you under your nose!"

Alcohol flows through his veins causing the pain he felt to subside a little. His voice broke and Leon bit his lip, not wanting to say more, but here you are clinging to his back with your arms wrapped in a tight ring of hugs endlessly begging for stupid forgiveness.

"Why couldn't you just love me?"

"I love." Your voice almost turned into a plea when you saw that he was giving up. He let those hugs envelop him, but it didn't get any better. "I will never again… I will never betray you. Please believe me."

He would like to… however, he knows that these words are likely to be followed by another knife in the back. Your hands are too warm and it reminds Leon of those happy moments when he did not remember about your love affairs. About those moments when you were just together.

But then Leon stands up to his full height and you literally rush to him in the hope of that very forgiveness. Looks at him with puppy eyes, forcing him to press his cheek to your crown, feeling his beloved and such a native smell. And it was no less pleasant to respond to your kisses. Leon was just basking with you for a while, maybe because of a drunken fog in his head. The words of love were so tender, sweet and poured like honey into the ears, actually being poison. He could even spend the night with you in this state, but there wasn't that much alcohol in his blood.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." you grab his face by stroking his cheek with your thumb and for some reason he touches your nose with his nose, smiling sweetly. "give me another chance. The last one."

Leon presses against your forehead, pulling your hands away from him, and grabs your face. Not violent, no. But at the bottom of the sapphire eyes you see darkness. One move of his, and the thin neck will clearly break under the influence of his power.

Leon hates that feeling. He hates that you know what power you have over his feelings and heart. You need a couple of affectionate words, a puppy look and gentle hugs so that he digs into your lips with a rough kiss, to which you will respond

"It was the last chance." He said that when he pulled away from your lips, part of him knew that he was making another mistake "Damn it, you better live better according to every word you say. Because if I forgive you, I won't go through this rubbish anymore. Do you understand?"

Leon closed his eyes and exhaled, although he realized only at that moment that he was holding his breath. It was nice to feel your soft lips, even in a moment overshadowed by a broken heart.

New Years for you and Leon was very low key this year; relaxing at home and having the Wyndon Ball Drop live playing on the TV. As you still had quite a bit of time left before midnight, it was shower time for you. As you headed to the bathroom, you called out to Leon, not sure where in the apartment he was, “Lee! I’m gonna be showering! Let me know if you need anything in the bathroom before I start my shower!” 

As you approached the bathroom, the door opened up, revealing a nude Leon. To say that you both were surprised to see the other, would be an understatement. There was a blush creeping up on both of your cheeks. “Sorry, Love. I forgot my towel…” He says, as he watches you stare at his crotch. “See something you like? You know you can come closer, yeah?” He moves toward you, his cock hardening under your gaze. He was smirking as you opened and closed your mouth like a fish. 

You had been so, so confused at first when Gloria all of a sudden announced she wanted to use your sobble against Kabu. And to be honest you weren't really too keen on the idea either. Your little cute roll-y poll-y sobble who'd cling to you when scared?? Fighting against the second strongest gym leader in all of Galar??......Yeah. You really, REALLY weren't feeling up for the idea, and had asked her why for goodness sakes!? Her answer was simple.

"The tears ability! Sobble's tears will be my winning strategy against Kabu. I already gotta plan in mind but I can't do it without your pokemon's help since I ain't got a sobble 'o my own! Please Y/n! I'm beggin' ya!"

Well.....You really didn't want to just hand over your sobble even if you trusted Gloria by now, but you also didn't want to make her lose the gym challenge either. After all completing the game was your only shot at making it back home so far. If Gloria couldn't beat Kabu and was snuffed out of the challenge by him then what would you do? So...You agreed. Your sleep didn't come easy to you that night but somehow you managed to fall in a deep dreamless sleep. The next morning literally having to make Gloria push you off the bed in order to wake you up as she shook you. Not on purpose of course, as she had just been trying to get you to wake up but the moment your groggy body fell to the floor with a thud she began apologizing profusely.

"Y/N!!" Your body rattled more than a maraca as you suddenly began pulling out of the darkness blinking rapidly at the blurry vision of everything shaking before you like an earthquake. "WAKE UP ALREADY!! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!!"

"WHAT- AH!!" Your world tumbled as you fell from the comfy bed and was met with the hardness of the wooden floor by Gloria's feet. "OW!!"....You groaned as the blanket slowly fluttered down to messily cover you.

Gloria's hands shot to her mouth, making a hissing sound as she watched you experienced pain. "Y/N!! Oh my Arceus! I'm so so sorry!," she quickly apologized.

"...Good morning to you too, Gloria," you mumbled before kicking the sheet off you and pushing yourself off the floor, your hair a mess, and yawning. "What time is it?"

"Um..Seven in the morning I think?" You turned to her tiredly and noticed she was already wearing her white challenger uniform and all ready to go.

"Did you get the others up?," you asked stifling a yawn as you stood.

"Um..." She chuckled nervously as you stretched your back and rose a brow at her as she held up a hand. "Uh..About that...They're gone." Her face frowned more as you paused...and blinked at her.

"...What do you mean 'They're gone'?"

"They weren't there when I knocked on the door, so I guess they left early! I'm sorry I didn't know!"

"Oh for the love of-..." You sighed and waved her off. "Nevermind." Quickly reaching over, you bent down and pulled the blanket off the floor, throwing it back neatly over the bed before going for your bag. "Are you all ready?" She nodded. "Good. We'll find them later. For right now let's just worry about getting to the stadium and seeing what's up! Ok?"

She had quickly agreed to that and you wasted no time throwing yourself together, tossing your bag over your shoulders, and grabbing your sobble's pokeball. From what she told you last night, you thought it'd be best to put the little critter into it's pokeball and give it to her before her battle to avoid any complications should your sobble start acting up. Which lead to now. The two of you were already in the elevator on your way down to the lobby. Anxious tension in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife as you lightly gripped the pokeball in your hand slightly harder. After a moment or two of silence Gloria went digging through her bag and pulled out something that looked pretty much like the goggles you'd see a diver wear before entering the water.

"Did you eat anything?," you asked glancing at her as she slipped the straps over her head making you give a confused look. "...And what are those for?

She silently shook her head slightly as her head was bent down and you watched in silence as she silently tightened the black straps tightly around her head. When Gloria finally managed to look up at you, the goggles were tightly clamped around her eyes and she shook her head no. "No. I was too busy tryin' too get ready. 'sides I feel pretty queasy. I don' know if food's a good idea right now." She blinked obviously noticing the look you were giving her goggles. "What are you- Oh these?" You nodded and she smiled. "Well last time he cried ya'll didn't stand a chance. But I figured if I covered my eyes real good I won't get affected by whatever's in those sobble's tears that makes ya cry rivers!"

You stared....."That's bloody genius!! Why didn't I think of that!?"

She chuckled. "To be honest it really ain't my idea anyways. I remember Hop telling me the idea back when I got my toxel. I remembered it when I thought of usin' your sobble and stopped by that clothes shoppe in town. They were sellin' swim wear n' stuff since it's summer and picked up these lil babies. Like I said. He's a genius."

Ah! That must've been why it took her a while to get back to the hotel. She really was preparing for her gym battle. As the elevator went you had reluctantly handed over your sobble's pokeball to her and she gently took it. Giving it a look before deeply inhaling and slowly exhaling, most likely psyching herself up before relaxing her posture and slowly slipping the pokeball into her pocket. You watched as she did so with worry and a little bit of guilt eating away at your stomach. You weren't sure if this was really the right thing to do after all, especially without telling your pokemon. This was surely going to be quite the shock for it, and you weren't too sure what the outcome could be. A ding interrupted any of your thoughts as the both of you looked back towards the doors as they opened, and you were lightly surprised to see the girl there. The same girl you had been worriedly thinking over last night. Marnie!

She was standing there in the lobby kneeled down handing her hamster like pokemon some kind of fruit to eat, which it took eagerly, but upon seeing you two blinked and slowly stood to her feet. "Mornin' Gloria. ..Oh. And you too Miss."

"Uh hi!," Gloria greeted a little unsure since she must've looked a bit strange in the swimming goggles. "Are you headin' off to battle Kabu too?"

She shook her head no. "No. We were 'bout to shove off on the next leg of our journey now. That friend of yours already went off to challenge the next gym, tho."

"He did?," you asked and Marnie politely nodded towards you. "...How early did those two wake up?"

"I couldn't say for sure, but by how happy they were it seemed like they had a plan."

"Oh! Well we have a pretty great strategy too!" Gloria smiled proudly. You were glad at least her nerves were seeming to be getting better.

Marnie only nodded. You looked at her for a moment and it didn't seem as if she had any nefarious schemes or malicious intent behind that polite exterior of hers. But still last night's questions swirled in the back of your mind as you narrowed your eyes in thought, raising your brows as she calmly reached into her leather jacket pocket and pulled out a small reddish card before handing it out to Gloria.

The brunette blinked at it for a moment before raising a brow in question. "What's this?"

"Kabu's League Card," she replied calmly, "It's supposed to help against him, but I ended up with a few copies, so I'll give you one." A look of surprise passed on both your faces as you two exchanged looks before looking back to Marnie. "Don't look so chuffed. It's no big deal. 'N I already got two others already."

Gloria stared for a second longer before smiling and taking the card from her. "Wow. Thanks!"

Marnie nodded in reply. "Oh. Here." She reached back into her pocket and pulled out a second card before holding it out towards her. "Take this too. A little somethin' for our battle yesterday. As a thanks for helpin' me out."

"What's this?"

"My own league card. Your friend gave me one of his so I figured you could have one too."

"Whoa! Thanks!" Gloria gladly accepted the other card with a smile. "That's real nice 'o ya!"

Marnie gave the smallest of smiles. "I bet you'll have no trouble beatin' that ''man of fire'' Kabu chap, right? Why don'cha get over to Motostoke stadium and get that gym badge already?"

...Gloria jumped. "OH!! RIGHT!! We need to get to the stadium!" She stuffed the cards into her pocket as fast as she could as Marnie peered up towards you and you blinked at her. ...You opened your mouth to ask her about the Team Yell involvement that's been going on. Not expecting really any answers outta her, but before you could say anything something tightly gripped around your arm and you yelped as Gloria yanked your forward in a run. Almost making you hit the floor for the second time that morning. "THANKS MARNIE!! GOOD LUCK ON YOUR NEXT STEP!!"

Marnie waved a hand back at your retreating forms. "Good luck out there!"

Gloria yanked you along, nearly tripping down the steps and over your own two feet as she raced ahead putting one arm out to shove the door open in her mad dash to the stadium ahead. Thank goodness the Budew Drop Inn was literally right next to the stadium. You didn't think you could last too long with Gloria's way of yanking you forward in a frenzy without falling over for too long. Cheers and loud noises were clear as day as soon as the two of you stepped out the doors and started running over towards the stadium. How early did these people wake up around here!? Thank goodness at least you two didn't have to worry about bumping or tripping over other people. It was a short distance, but with the adrenaline pumping and worry in your systems it felt as if you two ran a marathon by the time Gloria moved the two of you towards the double doors she had gone through previously during the Entrance Ceremony. Her sudden stomp making you stumble and catch your self clumsily on your knees and free hand as she still gripped your arm tightly, thankfully not smacking into the ground, as she skidded to a stop. Low and behold guess who was already waiting for you two? Victor gave the two of you a raised brow before sighing and reaching up to rub at his temple, as Hop chuckled and crossed his arms at the sight of you two girls.

"Slow moving aren't you, Glory?", Hop teased.

"O-Oh...S-S-Shove...o-off!," she forced out back at him between deep breaths. Letting lose your other arm. You hissed in sourness as you pulled it towards you, reaching up to rub where Gloria had gripped it.

"Where had you two been?," Victor asked frowning, "We spent half an hour knocking on your door before we left."

"I've already gone and earned my fire badge," Hop said in agreement, "The man of fire Kau is just what you'd expect. Nearly got burnt in my battle with him."

"LITERALLY," Victor added, "I'm surprised his pokemon weren't turned to ash when he barely made the second round. .....Was a very lucky close call that made him win."

"Even with my strongest team it was definitely tough- and - go .....but I still won in the end!"

"Just barely. He lost the first round, won the second, and third ended with a tie. Since no one won or lost the third round it counted as a win towards Hop as well and he managed to walk away with a two out of three win victory."

"SERIOUSLY!? How early did ya'll get up!?"

"Nevermind all of that!" Hop interrupted everyone waving a hand. "You need to get a shift on, Gloria. I bet you could beat the man of fire toooo....." He blinked. Staring right at her face seeming to FINALLY notice the swimming goggles on her face. "...Hey. Whatcha wearing those swimming things for? Afraid you'll get fire blasted at ya?"

She blinked as Victor was nice enough to walk over and help pull you up to your feet, pointing to her face. "Y'mean these? It's sobble protection."

he gave her a confused look. "Sobble protection? But Kabu doesn't have a sobble on his team."

"Not for Kabu's pokemon." She gestured to you as you thanked Victor. "I'm borrowing hers. I remembered what you said about using goggles to maybe help block the effects or their tears, so I'm tryin' it out."

Hop gained a look of surprise. Not sure if it was from what Gloria said or the fact she was using Sobble. "You...remembered t-that." He asked shyly. Yep. Def from what Gloria said.

She nodded. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I? By the way, how was the challenge?"

"Huh?" He blinked before turning an embarrased pink. "Oh uh r-right. *ahem* It went well. I mean you have to catch t-three pokemon but it's no big de-"

"WHAT!?" He blinked at her shout and watched silently as she quickly patted her pockets. "We have to catch pokemon!? B-But I didn't bring any empty pokeballs!!"

"Gloria, calm down-"

"Calm down!! CALM DOWN!?," she snapped towards her twin shouting with a look of panic, "I don't have any pokeballs on me except the ones that already have pokemon in them! How am I supposed to battle the gym LEADER if I can't make it past the gym CHALLENGE, Vic!?"

"You can borrow some of mine!," he shouted back at her.

Gloria shut up and stared at him blankly for a moment. "......Come again?"

Her brother groaned giving an eye roll before slipping the large (suitcase-) pack off himself. Silently you all watched as he brought it up and opened it before shoving his hand quickly inside for a second before pulling out a trio of pokeballs. "I was stocking up when it was my turn ta face 'em, but ye can borrow a few." Shoving them all at Gloria who barely managed to catch them all fumbling as she did. "Here!" He insisted already starting to close his bag. "Don't worry 'bout paying me back. You can keep 'em. But for crying out loud, Glory!! Come more prepared!"

Her brown eyes glanced between the poke balls and her brother. Looking to be at a loss for words. "I-....Uh....T-Thanks??"

"Don't thank me yet! You still have to get in there and beat him. So get to it, Glor! I know you can pass this challenge like you do every other- AH!!"

"THANK YOOOUUU!!! You're the best brother EVER!!"

Victor groaned as she hugged him before squirming his way free like a worm. "Yeah, yeah. Nevermind that now, you have a battle to win! Remember?"

"YEAH RIGHT!!......Um."

"What now?"

"You might want to stay out here instead of going inside, I uhhhh...Don't know how this might turn out." 

"That might be a good idea," you commented. "Especially if those tears are gonna get BIG from Dynamaxing....But would you be able to do it without us there?"

"Yeah!...Wait." She glanced back to Hop with a slightly worried expression, "You'll still watch me from the live footage, r-right?"

Hop nodded without hesitation. "Of course we will!,'' he smiled whipping out his phone, "You don't even have to ask us. As your best rival and friend it's my sworn duty to support you in your journey even if it's from behind the scenes! We'll be here cheering you on all the way!"

"But first she actually has to go inside and do the challenge before Kabu decided you're not coming at all."

"R-Right! Yeah." With a turn of her head Gloria faced the doors before her before with another inhale and exhale, her face steeled and she started forward. "Wish me luck!"

"You don't need it!" "Go get 'em, Glory!" "Good luck!" The three of you shouted at her as the doors opened and she slowly walked her way in.

The worry feeling in your gut increased as you realized you wouldn't be watching your sobble battling within the stadium, but it might be better you all weren't affected by the giant tears if Gloria really was going to be dynamaxing the sobble. Hop pointed over towards a bench nearby where the three of you could sit and watch and you agreed, following the boys over as the cheers from the stadium was ever present. Guess the crowd must've gotten wind of another challenger on their way in to challenge Kabu. Hop had turned his rotom phone on and went to what he said was the Gym League's official website where you could find everything from past Gym leader's biographies, to their pokemon, to even content the Gym Leaders themselves posted. You could even find live footage if they currently battled anyone to watch if you couldn't be at the stadium. How convenient! It didn't take Hop too long to pull up a video turning his phone sideways to full screen as you and Victor huddle around to watch. What was shown on screen was the inside of the stadium, the many people in the stands, and an empty field. Gloria must've still been just starting the challenge presented to her. To which Victor commented it might take a bit to catch all three pokemon. So all the three of you could do was wait it out for the moment, which you did. You sat there for the longest time just staring at the phone screen mind wondering off into space as the boys chatted among themselves next to you glancing at the phone every so often. Would this really work out ok? You were starting to feel like maybe you shouldn't have let Gloria borrow sobble but you also really wanted to get home so if this really was the way she could win you were doing the right thing.....Right?

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!" You jumped at the loud man's voice that shouted out in what sounded like two different directions. And it kinda was, the announcer's voice was loud enough to be heard outside the stadium and came from the live feed being recorded live from Hop's phone as well. "The battle between Gym Challenger Gloria and Gym Leader Kabu shall now commence!!" The three of you quickly snapped to attention at the phone Hop held as the camera recording the live feed zoomed it just close enough where you could watch the battle at it's fullest, but also too far away to see their faces sadly. You hoped Gloria wasn't feeling too anxious. The crowd roared again in cheers as at last both the figures of Gloria and Kabu jogged their way towards the very center of the big field before stopping. Here we go. "Battlers please take your place on opposite field and face one another!!" It looked like they exchanged a few words before turning and walking a decent amount away from one another. " SET!" They faced one another. "Pokemon at the ready!! BATTLE BEGIN!!"

In a flash of bright light, both parties sent forth their pokemon as the crowd cheered. Kabu a fox looking pokemon, Nine tales if you remembered right. And Gloria her Roselia.

"Wha- Why's she using a grass type?," Hop asked confused, "Grass-type pokemon are usually weak against fire-types. Shouldn't she know the type disadvantage? "

You were confused at first too. Why would she be using a ro-...Your eyes widened remembering something from your past encounters. "....Stun spore."

"What?," he asked turning to you.

And you them as you spoke. "I bet you more than anything she's going to use that stun spore move on that thing."

...Hop's eyes widened. "Of course! Stun spore leaves a paralysis effect on it's opponent! She could use that to get an edge up on Ninetales if she's able to land the hit!..If she can that is. Ninetales has the time advantage and more speed than any other nine tales I've seen. I couldn't even get passed it."

You said nothing after that and turned back to the screen as a flame thrower type move nearly hit the roselia by a couple inches. OH Crap- The battle must've started while you weren't paying attention! So far Gloria seemed to be doing ok. With a point from her form she must've been giving an order, because that roselia in all it's agility used tackle and ran straight towards the ninetales. ..!? WHAT WAS SHE DOING!? She was gonna get that poor rose pokemon hurt! A tense and cold feeling grabbed a hold of your body as the fox pokemon opened it's large mouth, and filled with the burning fire as it shot towards the roselia. A collective aw reaction coursed through the crowd and you three as the roselia....slid. That's right. SLID. The grass pokemon suddenly dropping back as it it slipped and fell to it's knees (Or you guess what counted as knees on it) and as if in a rock star pose, leaned all the way back as the fire passed above it literally inches from it's face. No doubt the speed from the tackle added in it's aid of sliding across the grassy field. As if time slowed down, the fire soon left the ninetales's mouth, and it turned it's head down towards the roselia sliding towards it at break-neck speeds. Lifting the roses on it's arms surrounded by burst of electricity, you could've sworn the fox thing gave a look of panic, before there was a flash of light as bright as a camera's flash as the roselia continued it's journey under the ninetales as it was enveloped face first by electricity. Now if you thought the corvinkight's loud cries when you crashed into it's nest was terrifying, it was nothing compared to the high pitched dog like wails that came from this pokemon really made your stomach flip. Through the static shock surrounding it, the ninetales gritted it's fangs and looking as if pain, forced itself to snap towards the roselia who stopped just behind it. And in one swift motion, in a white blur the pokemon turned and swiped at it. HARD. With a cry from the pokemon it went flying across the field, tumbling head over heels, round and round in summer salts until finally with a thud the poor thing landed with half it's body crossing one of the perimeter lines.

"MATCH!!" The announcer's voice called back through and it honestly made you jumped by how it surprised you, too lost in the battle to notice. "THE GYM CHALLENGER'S POKEMON IS OUT OF BOUNDS!! GYM LEADER WINS FIRST ROUND BATTLE!!"

The crowd roared out again at Kabu's obviously win, and you weren't too surprised since he is supposed to be the second strongest gym leader. So it shouldn't be surprised that the ninetales was still able to move like that after Gloria's stun spore surprise. Tho you were a bit sad at her loss.

"Aw man! She totally got canned out there!," Hop sighed lowering the phone a little disappointed as both battlers returned their pokemon

Victor hummed. "Well, yes. Glory lost first round but it's not a total loss. Stun spore's affects increases the more the recipient of it moves, so it'd be dumb if Kabu forced his ninetales to battle again for the second round. It'd just be giving her a better chance at winning. So she still managed to widtle down them to an equal two pokemon each."

....Hop nodded. "Yeah! You're right. But it doesn't mean the other two won't be just as powerful."

"SECOND MATCH START!!" The voice returned. "POKEMON AT THE READY!! SECOND ROUND BATTLE BEGIN!!"

Two more bright lights appeared and the BIGGEST arcanine you had ever seen appeared before you! That thing was huge! Much better than the ones in game. And Gloria had sent out her raboot. A fire type against a fire type. They should be equaled out but you had a feeling the arcanine was the more powerful in terms of strength and skill. Gloria better have had a trick up her sleeve for this one. Kabu was the first one to make a move. As it quickly leaned his head forward just an inch and the raboot jumped a good yard back away in fear.

"That's arcanine's intimidate. Hope that raboot's not too scared."

The arcanine took a step forward the rabbot took another step back. Kabu pointed and in an instant it charged. Flames spewing from it's mouth the moment it opened it's maw and it fell. Well at least you thought it did by how fast it dropped, only to flip using it's back legs to kick off and a envelope itself in fire to perform Flame Wheel- Raboot. Charged! It's feet gaining fire with it's speed when you realized what was going to happen. Was Gloria attempting to use Flame Charge as a way to counter the Flame Wheel like back when she used her Scorbunny's move to deflect Hop's Wooloo's tackle? That may have worked out back then but Arcanine was much bigger and stronger than an ordinary wooloo! There's no way as strong as raboot was they could deflect that flame wheel....Except..Well...That wasn't what they did at all. As soon as that raboot jumped and made contact with that fire hoop of death, it was like a catapult suddenly went off under it's feet. Using the momentum of the moment that crafty little bunny used it's own fire as a shield for it's feet from the flames of it's enemy to leap itself into the air. The three of you watched in awe as the raboot launched itself a decent twenty or so feet in the air above the arcanine who had stopped and then looked up in confusion as it most likely didn't expect that. That's when it struck. With a surprising speed for being in mid air, the raboot shot back back down straight towards the arcanine. The dog pokemon in retaliation growled and opened it's maw WIDE to catch it within it's fangs at the same time as the raboot flipped, and landed a perfect double kick to the upper part of the pokemon's face. The. Arcanine. WAILED OUT!! The jerk it's head gave shoving the rabbit pokemon to the ground with a loud squeak as it hit the dirt but as quick as ever sprung itself back onto it's feet to face it's enemy. The much taller fire type shaking it's head and pawing at it's eyes.

"A Quick Attack and Double Kick combo!! How'd they do that so fast!?"

None of you had time to answer that before Gloria was already pointing at the arcanine and the raboot swiftly followed. The arcanine snarled it the approuching raboot's direction eyes closed and again went to use Bite, but with a quick side leap to the left, it easily delivered another double kick to the side of it's head. Making it recoil. And thus it had begun. Side! Back! Gut! Front Leg! Back Leg! Under Chin! Front Leg again! The raboot as quickly as a real rabbit in your world, was light on it's feet. Using quick attack and double kick over and over again to kick the blinded and confused arcanine in random places jumping over, under, around and sometimes latching onto it's fur to propel itself in a different direction from the jaws or swiping paws as it growled and blindly went after him. One time literally trying to slam it's whole right side onto the smaller pokemon before the rabbot quickly thrust itself forward under and away from the falling body before giving it a tackle to it's exposed middle in retaliation for the body slam. Using it's speed and smaller body to it's full advantage. The blinded pokemon's only saving grace was to suddenly use the order of flame wheel to break away from the small menace. Rolling fast away in a hoop of flames. You nearly choked on your own breath as you all watched in disbelief as the tinier much smaller raboot CHASED. Yes. CHASED after the spinning wheel of death faster than you had seen it run. The flames gathering on it's feet again. Another flame charge?? The arcanine stopped just a few yards away from him, flames still gathered within it's mouth as it turned, presumably to launch a strong flame attack at the smaller beast. And raboot with all it's speed and flaming feet. KICKED!! As fast as a jet streaking through the sky, a flaming rock was launched right at the pokemon's face. And connected. With a yelped and smoke going off from getting straightly hit by it, the arcanine went down.

"ARCANINE HAS BEEN RENDERED UNCONCIOUS!! GYM CHALLENGER WINS THE SECOND ROUND!!!"

THE. CROWD. CHEERED!! Ember....That raboot used ember to knock out that arcanine!! You didn't know whether to be impressed or surprised at what just happened but both the boys next to you exchanged a few cheers of their own and high fived. And you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Holy cannoli that was tense!! ....But then you froze. Wait...If both first and second rounds were over..that meant only the third was left. And the third round was the dynamax specialty. And Gloria was planning on using... all the worry came rushing back in an instant.

"Oh no-"

"FINAL MATCH DETERMINES WHO WINS AND LOSES!! YOU FOLKS KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!" Oh please don't say- "DYNAMAX ROUND SET!! GET YOUR POKEMON AT THE READY!!" You could all suddenly hear the crowd begin chanting the word 'Dynamax'. Your eyes widened as, as tiny as Gloria's figure was on the camera, you could CLEARLY make out her reaching into her pocket and pull out a pokeball, her other hand coming up to her goggles. In than instant your face paled and your blood ran cold. A heavy feeling of cold settling in as you saw that unmistakable red energy gathering around her wrist band as she held your ball. Your poor baby's ball. "FINAL BATTLE BEGIN!!"

The first to make a move was Kabu as the pokeball in his hands swelled up to the size of a watermelon and with a fiery look in his eyes, swiftly turned on his heel and with one arm chucked the giant thing into the air. It sored through the sky until popped open and THE BIGGEST centipede you had ever seen came forward. The ground where you three were sitting shook from the force of the giant pokemon in the stadium in front of you landed on the ground. Sending a wave of wind and rubble from the field flying in it's wake as dark reddish-orange storm clouds darkened itself overhead, making it look even MORE horrifying than it was....OH. SWEET. MOTHER. OF MILTANK!! If that thing was scary to you than it'd be an utterly drop dead terror for your poor sobble! The pokeball in Gloria's hold swelled up to the same size as a watermelon. Using both arms to lift the thing over her head, and tossed it into the air. It soared through the air and all three of you watched like you were watching a trainwreck happening. Too scared for the results but unable to look away feeling as it popped open. And your sobble made it's entrance. The blue pokemon now several times bigger than it's usual cat like height. It landed in the same fashion as Kabu's centipede thing did. And instantly a look if confusion graced it's face as with a monstrous chirp it started quickly looking around at itself. Although that confusion quickly dashed away as soon as it's eyes laid upon the terror in front of it. It froze. Staring unblinking with that blank stare of his as it laid eyes on the centipede pokemon.

"Oh no-

Now you weren't entirely sure what move it was called that it used, but all of a sudden this giant bug thing decided to play....But this thing moved so fast in air as Kabu leaned back and pointed up at it you nearly had a heart attack then and there. It took the form of a sideways zig zag pose and gathered a great deal of fire within it's coils. The GIANT ball of flames launched in a moment's notice as it sailed out. And hit your sobble directly with an explosion. You cried out, hands coming to clasped at your mouth at the noise the water pokemon made as it connected and tumbled over. The three of you had to grab a hold on the bench as it wobbled, Hop nearly dropping his phone in process as he did. Thank goodness he didn't because you still had your panicked eyes stuck to the screen even as it shook. .......Your now giant sobble with storm clouds gathered over it's head was just laying there for a moment....before it pushed itself onto it's bottom silently, dirt from the field falling off itself as it did. He stared blankly back at the centipede-...thing for a moment....before it's giant mouth quivered. And in a flash the giant sobble threw it's back and began to cry. The loudest cries you ever heard rung out through the sobble's mouth, it sounded like someone took the world's largest bagpipes and cranked it's volume to eleven. But that's not what concerned you. Thousands of shining droplets starting floating down everywhere. And in an instant the centipede thing violently shook it's head. A loud cry of protest coming out of it.

"Holy Arceus..."

Was all any of you could manage to say at the situation as you continued to watch your sobble cry as the centipede thing continued to shake it's head and yell out. Kabu's small form on the screen even shown him using whatever towel he kept around his shoulder to suddenly smush his face against. The centipede thing suddenly dove. A giant crater forming in the field as it attempted to bury it head away from whatever was irritating it. After a moment your sobble stopped. Giving it a look as it twitched and kept it's face in the giant crater it made for itself like an ostrich, eyes watering a bit as it did. It gave a look around again but seemed to be scanning more of the stadium than the field. Most likely looking for a way out. That didn't surprise you in the slightest. What DID surprise you next was what it did next. Your. Sobble. Scowled. In the direction of the centipede thing who still rubbed it's head in the dirt, most likely trying to settle down the burning sensation of the tears it experienced before. You blinked as it gave off a monstrous sound of it's own towards the other pokemon. Did....Did your sobble..The one wh dove under your arm or hide behind your head just...growl at the other pokemon?? By the end of the war cry it gave as a shock, it pushed itself forward. Landing it's hands right onto the ground as a wave of energy expelled from it. The force making crackes in the earth around the thing's buried head before blue light seeped through the depths of the earth and a geyser of blue light shook the stadium and the three of you.

"T-T-THAT WAS A SOBBLE'S MAX STRIKE MOVE!!," Hop managed to force out between holding onto the bench as everything shook.

"IT WAS A WHAT!?," You shouted back at him trying to make out the shaking screen in his hands between holding onto the bench yourself.

The centipede things wretched it's head up from the dirt and with a loud cry began shaking it frantically like a panicked snake. That was before it was attacked again of course by your sobble. A torrent of water rushed out from it's mouth the moment it was opened and hit the thrashing fire type straight in the face as it cried out. The fire becoming so bright it turned white...except it wasn't coming from the giant pokemon. The bright light was coming from the other side of the field as your sobble cried out again- The screen shut off with a beep. A flash of 'No Signal' coming over the sudden white screen. The three of you stared at Hop's phone. No one moving. No one saying anything. As the three of you just....stared at the lost signal-

"NO!!" Hop yelped and wretched his arm back in surprise as you snatched the phone from his hands. Frantically bringing it up to your panicked face as your body drawled in quicker breaths. You shook the phone within your hands and furiously tapped the screen in rapid moment before the rotom within it wretched itself from your grip with a scowl to escape your grip. "NO NO NO!!" You snapped back to Hop. "WHAT HAPPEND?!"

"We must've lost the live feed signal," Hop replied back reaching over and grabbing the rotom from mid air and bringing it back to him.

"Can you get it back?!"

"I can try, but I don't know if-"

"GYM MATCH IS OVER!!" All three of you froze to stare in the direction of the voice coming loud and clear from the stadium. ....You slowly stood up. "CENTISKORCH IS UNABLE TO BATTLE!! GYM CHALLENGER GLORIA WINS THE MATCH!!" The crowd cheered...And you leaned forward-

"OOF!!" You were yanked back by your backpack by Hop before you could fall to the ground below and you landed with a thud back onto the bench. "....Thanks.''

Hop nodded before he put the phone quickly away and stood along with Victor. "C'mon. I don't know about you guys, but I'm gonna see what happened."

You stood up quickly with a scowl. "You bet your pokeballs I'm going to see what happened! Gloria and my sobble is in there!"

There was no questions or doubts about it as the three of you unanimously started towards the inside of the stadium doors in worry for the young trainer and your pokemon. ...Except as soon as the doors opened the trio of you were stopped by some man wearing a gym suit and sunglasses. Surprise, surprise. You and Victor weren't allowed in as unregistered gym challengers. ....ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? You wanted to yell at this guy and push past him if you bloody had to to see them! And Hop looked as if he was about ready to argue in your favor as well squaring up. The only one who seemed to be thinking clearly in the situation was Victor who had to pull the two of you back to wait outside for her. You wanted to get it!! Who cares if they threw you out kicking and screaming!? You were seeing your pokemon!! Oh the irony when Victor yelled at you two it would only put Gloria's and Hop's places in the challenge in danger if either one of you did anything dumb to threaten their places. Oh....Well when he put it like that, then it did make the two of you seem foolish. But that didn't you liked it standing right outside those giant double doors leading to the inside of the gym pacing, and tapping your foot, staring at the doors in worry, mumbling to yourselves. Poor Victor standing deadpanned in the wake of your two's worried mess with a sigh. You all nearly jumped as the door opened and the slightly dirt covered girl of the hour finally came out-

"GLORIA!!" The brunette yelped as she was all of a sudden encased in a tight hug by her worried friend. "OH GOSH!! WE WERE SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!! I figured if anyone could do it you and raboot would be the ones....But STILL!! That match had me right at the edge of my seat! I thought for sure you would've been crushed-"

"Hop! Geez! I'm perfectly ok! See?" She pried herself away from the clinging boy to make some space between them both. "I'm as fine as a deep fried curry! And I walked away with more than just my safety!" She beamed brightly as she spoke. "I got my bloody fire badge!"

His eyes widened. "WHAT!? No way! That's incredible!"

As the four of you were a little busy focusing on Gloria and worrying, none of you noticed the blue thing walking past her legs and up to you.

"WAIT WAIT!!" Hop nearly stumbled as you dove and Gloria blinked in surprise as you grabbed her shoulders in worry. There wasn't any signs of a sobble around her so it must've meant she put him back in his pokeball!!...Or at least you hoped she did. "Where is he!?" You asked in a worried tone. "Where's my sobble, Gloria?!"

......She blinked. "Oh...Ummm. Yeah about that." She gave an almost cringe as she said the next few words. "He's uh....Not exactly a sobble anymore." The three of you stared at her....A pit dropping in your stomach strong enough to make you feel like hurling.

"WHAT!?"

"No no no! He's fine I swear!," she insisted holding her hands up to your scared face. "It's just that-"

"ACK!?" Gloria blinked as you were suddenly whipped back by something heavy latching onto your backpack. It felt like someone had dropped the weight of a toddler on your shoulders all of a sudden. The three looked on in confusion as you stumbled back in panic waving your arms wildly for balance before throwing yourself forward to right yourself and grabbed your knees in a leaned over position. "What in the actual-" You paused. Something shifted on your back and grabbed your shoudler. In an instant you whipped over your shoulder to look at the thing pulling itself up onto you. And what you were met with was a face to face encounter with a frowning blue head who gave a small thrum sound at you. ............You blinked. "What the heck!?"

"Uh...That's what I was trying to tell you about," Gloria said pointing to it.

Without breaking eye contact with the thing that was half sitting on your pack half slumped over against your shoulder, you slowly stood up and pointed at it. "What the world is this thing?" To which it gave a undignified chirp and grabbed your nose. "Hey!"

"Oh hey! It's a drizzilie!"

...You looked at Hop for answers brow raised. "It's a what?"

"A drizzilie," he repeated pointing at the thing slumped over your shoulder. "They're considered highly intelligent pokemon but also really lazy ones." Another pouty chirp was thrown in Hop's direction. " I think I read somewhere that they're good at making traps."

"This still doesn't tell me where my sobble is!"

"Y/n, drizzilie is the evolved form of a sobble!," Gloria pointed again, "Sobble evolved near the end of the match! He's literally right there on your shoulder!"

You paused...whipping back to the drizzile who only moved his eyes from where it's head laid upon your shoulder. ....THIS was your adorable tiny little sweet innocent baby sobble!? It reminded you of a moody preteen. You two continued to stare at each other a bit regarding each other silently...before you asked a question. "You want food?" It immediately lifted it's head up and gave a deeper chirp noise in approval and you laughed. " Ok...It's definitely him alright. But how come he evolved?"

"Because...it's what pokemon do?? They're always evolving and growing as they go, there's no stopping it."

"....Fair enough."

"Hey." Gloria blinked as her brother gently grabbed her shoulder with a concerned look. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Of course I am. It'll take more than a dynamax battle to stop me."

Hop laughed. "With all the badges we've earned ourselves, I reckon we should be alright even against the fierce pokemon you find deep in the Wild Area. Let's go find out for ourselves-"

"NO!!," both you and Victor screamed at once making Hop blink...And Gloria snorted.

Surprisingly you did not want to stay there any longer in fear of what else might happen to you all, so after a bit of convincing on Victor's side to Hop who was eager to go straight to the Wild Area for the rest of the day to battle and catch wild pokemon, you five just went back to your hotel. You felt entire exhausted, and not because of the extra added weight to your load now thanks to your sobble's new and maybe not so improved form. But mentally from the exhausting experience you had been put through. It...was a day you'd have to get used to but in the end Gloria won her third badge and your sobble...uh..Drizzlie was perfectly fine even if he changed a bit. So at the end of the day it was in fact a win win situation for everyone. You had felt relief when you got back to your hotel room and slid off your bag, plopping yourself on the bed with a sigh. Your new drizzile standing there for a moment before flopping itself onto you with a small 'Oof' escaping you....Yeah. You guessed you'd have to train him out of just jumping on you anymore now that he was the size of a six year old child.

"Hey, Y/n? Are you going to sleep right now?", Gloria asked curiously.

"....I dunno. Maybe,'' you answered muffled by the pillow. "Why?"

"We're getting lunch before watchin' Victor's battle. Want me to grab you a curry?"

"......Yeah. As long as it doesn't have any eggs or tails on it. Grab me one-" Your drizzilie patted your shoulder and you sighed. "Make that two. Something tells me he's going to be more hungry from now on." Gloria laughed again and you sighed.

The rest of the day went by rather quickly in your eyes. You all ate lunch and watched Victor have his own match against the fiery man. Thank goodness he won, although he did have a type advantage considering all those water types he captured, before you ended up falling asleep way earlier than usual. Must've been the room service breakfast, but she was also kind enough to order a small stack of waffles for your hungry self. Perfect! It wasn't long for the both of you to get packed and meet up with the boys outside the inn waiting for you two by that weird mechanical elevator.

"Hurry it up, Gloria!," Hop called over waving an arm.

"We're coming! Boy how early do you all wake up?"

You were a bit cranky. Still a bit groggy so early in the morning and having to lug around extra weight on your back as your drizzilie had insisted on jumping onto your back and took residence inside your back pack. Most of his body was inside the backpack amongst your other belongings but his head and arms were thrown over your shoulders as he refused to start walking chirping in protest when you tried to reason with him and wouldn't let you put him in the pokeball so you had to get creative with a compramise. Moving all the food you carried into the secondary pocket leaving just your clothes in the main space of your pack and leaving enough room for it to find acceptable. You wondered if the reason Drizzilie didn't want to go back into it's pokeball was in fear something like what happened yesterday would happen again, being used to getting carried by now, or if this was just because of the lazy behavior Hop mentioned before?..Or maybe a combination of the three? The boys gave a couple chuckles at the sight of your new situation but stopped when you tossed them a look and changed the subject by making the elevator go.

"So. Have you three decided where you want to go next?," you asked walking up to the exit of Motostoke that lead out to the Wild Area.

Gloria and Hop nodded. Victor just shuffled uncomfortably. Huh..Know that you thought about it, he seemed to be letting the other two just pick where you went-

"Yeah. I wanna stay here for a few more days and catch some pokemon," Hop answered.

Gloria blinked at him. "Wha- But I wanted to stop by Hammerlocke."

Hop stopped walking immediately just outside of the giant exit. Making Gloria stop and blink at the bewildered expression on her friend's face. "Hammerlocke? Why would you go there? You know Raihan doesn't battle anyone unless they have seven badges."

"Yeah. I know, but it's on the way to Stow-on-side." She explained with a smile. "Bea sounds like a good challenge for me to tackle next being the fighting type gym leader. Hammerlocke just happens to be on the way there."

"Eeehhhh. I dunno Glor. I really had my mind set on taking on some wild pokemon. With a stronger team comes a stronger trainer right?"

"I...guess so..."

"'kay. How 'bout this? If you're all that dead set on going to Hammerlocke, you can go and we'll we'll meet up with you there!"

Gloria seemed not too keen on that idea for a moment but sighed and nodded. "Alright. But how are you planning on getting there?"

Hop went to answer, but paused. Gold eyes blinking widely before leaning over to the right to look behind you all. "Huh? Hey. Is that who I think it is coming this way?"

Brown and f/c color eyes followed the path of Hop's gold ones to look behind you and the three of you paused at seeing who exactly was jogging towards you all. Coming towards you in all his firey glory was the 'Man Of Fire' Kabu himself. What was he doing here? ...Oh no! Were you all in trouble with what happened yesterday!?Was he angry from your sobble-..Er..Drizzilie's tears?! Were you all going to be billed or something!? You all couldn't pay any medical bills! None of you had enough money! The gym leader jogged right up to the four of you as you all exchanged confused or worried looks before stopping in front of you all.

"Thank goodness I managed to catch the lot of you before leaving Motostoke," he stated. It..didn't sound like he was angry.

"You're the gym leader, but you still came all the way to see us off?," Hop questioned, "...Oh! I bet you can already tell that I'm the one who'll become the next champion, yeah?"

To your surprise the older man chuckled and gave a smile. "There are many trainers who never manage to gather three or more gym battles, and they just give up on the gym challenge all together. So I make a point to see off any trainers who are able to defeat me. So allow me to send you off with a proper, sporty chant." He cleared his voice as you raised a hand to say he didn't have to- "Hustle, hustle, hustle Hop! You can do it, you can do it, Gloria!" ...Gloria gave off a few giggles and you lightly kicked her foot to get her to stop. "The Gym Leaders you will face ahead are all tough opponents. But I believe you will prevail! Believe in your pokemon and keep pushing on!"

"Thanks y'all! We're gonna keep winning!," Hop confirmed with a smile and thumbs up towards the older man, "We've got too if we want a face-off in the Champion Cup after all! C'mon, Everyone!" He spun on his heels and pointed towards the exit. "Let's head for Hammerlocke!" And ran off.

Victor groaned turning to walk after him. "Not again."

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. You wish you had that much energy. "Gloria correct?" You blinked and turned your head over to Kabu who was looking at Gloria. "That was a most unexpected battle the other day. As I already said, I'll have to learn from it. But I don't suppose you'd mind telling me how you thought of such strategies?"

She beamed. "Of course! Your league card listed your pokemon and their main abilities like everyone else! So I used that info. Your ninetales was pretty fast on it's feet, so it made sense to use a move that wouldn't let it use that speed. But arcanine are built bulkier and have more muscle than a ninetales. They may be fast on their feet too, but no where near the speed of raboot or ninetales. So speed and agility would've been the way to go. And as for your centiskorch, I didn't have a lot of pokemon that could withstand it's fire power, so I had to find a way around that. A sobble's tears seemed like the greatest force to fight it."

He hummed before nodded once again. "I see. Well then I must train my pokemon to overcome your sobble's tear attack before another trainer gets the same bright idea as you did."

"Oh it wasn't my sobble." She pointed at you and he looked at you. .....Then to the Drizzile's face lazily staring back from your shoulder. "It was hers."

"I see...Well then, Miss. I'll have to congratulate you on raising such a strong water type. I have no doubt that it'll make a mighty Inteleon one day."

You smiled as your drizzile patted your shoulder. "Thanks! I think he's a good boy too. Ain't that right?" Embarrassed your pokemon tutted and looked away making the old man chuckle.

"We'll then. I shall leave you. I must be off to start training up before the next gym challenger comes knocking at my door."

"We outta get going too. I have a feeling we're in for a long trip ahead of us." .....Hey. Now that you thought about it...Your eyes widened. Wasn't there some kind of character development or a tragic event that happened to one of the characters after the player received their third gym badge??..."Yeah. We better catch up to the other two."

You managed to pull Gloria away bidding good bye to the jogging gym leader and pulled her out of Motostoke at last. Onto the dirt path leading out of Motostoke and splitting in three directions to chose from. You spotted the two boys somewhere up ahead as the two of you approached. Hop throwing his hands up into the air pumped.

"Hello again, Wild Area, my old friend!," he shouted to the sky, "I've come back to you even stronger than before!"

"Hop you don't need to shout." Victor adjusted his pack on his back with a roll and stretch of his shoulders. "If anything you might scare away any good potential pokemon with that racket."

....He hummed. "Well I guess you have a point about that, Vic." ..He turned his head more towards the two of you girls approaching before he smiled and twisted around fast to face the both of you. "Gloria! Hammerlocke is up that way." He pointed towards where the road split off towards the left. "Got it? Over Motostoke bridge and straight on down the road a ways. And yeah, you could certainly rush there without a single detour....But now that you and I have a few gym badges, we should be able to catch stronger pokemon! So I know what I'm doing!"

" And what's that mate?" Gloria asked in a tease.

"I'll be catching myself some amazing pokemon to fill in the next page in the tale of my legend!" You chuckled at his enthusiasm.

All of a sudden your Drizzilie turned to look behind you as footsteps approached. "Don't waste your efforts." The rest of you followed suit to stare at the figure just now leaving Motostoke as well. And your eyes widened slightly. "It's not like any of you would ever make it through the gym challenge anyway." The one who approached the two of you was none other than Bede. The poor gave that smug smirk he always did and placed a hand on his hip staring at the lot of you. "The Champion really must have been off his rocker to endorse likes of you."

"WHAT DID YA SAY YOU LAVENDER SOAKED EYED COTTONEE FOR BRAINS!?" "DON'T YOU INSULT MY BRO LEE LIKE THAT!!" Gloria and Hop shouted and made a move to step forward but you grabbed onto her back pack to pull her back effectively also blocking Hop with your other arm as the two shouted with glares at him.

"Whoa there you two." You gave him a glare and he slowly looked up towards you the smug grin turning into somewhat of a frown. "I thought you left after collecting those Wishing Stars from the mines. Did you stay behind just to insult them? That's a pretty lame thing for you to be doing with your free time."

He didn't answer right away which made you raise a brow until he tutted and turned his head away. "I was going to leave after a day's rest here, but after hearing these three were going to battle Kabu I decided to stick around and watch the pitiful efforts of my enemies. I mean, Hop here can't even throw a poke ball properly."

You saw Hop flinch. Oh no..You remembered somewhat of him saying he practiced throwing the ball sometime during your first meeting with Leon. "Rubbish! More like you don't know enough to recognize greatness when you see it! My throws are the greatest and my bro is the finest champion the world has ever seen! I'm not gonna listen to you insult him!"

"How tiresome," Bede mutter again running a hand over his hair. "Fine. I'll battle you over there." He pointed a hand towards some trees. "Maybe that will help you finally understand just how weak you are."

Hop growled and your brows rose in shock at his sudden anger. You didn't think the ever chipper Hop could've gotten so mad. "You're on then. I know you challenged Gloria in Galar Mine Number Two and lost to her there." Your eyes widened more glancing between the two of them as Bede frowned more....So THAT'S what Bede meant by them causing him trouble. "And I'm her greatest rival. In other words there's no way you're beating me."

"All this prattle about Gloria and the Champion and whatnot. Do you not have anything of your own to show?"

"YOU BET YOUR SORRY PINK TUTU BUTT HE DOES COTTON FOR BRAINS!!," Gloria shouted giving another tug against your grip on her as she leaned forward, angry glare that could put a dynamaxed pokemon to shame, hands balled into fists at her sides. Her sudden spout of anger caught Bede off guard enough to take a few steps back from the red faced girl spitting her scottish accent at him. "I'll have you know Hop's one of the smartest, most kindest people I know! He's a bloody genius who knows all kinds of pokemon skills! 'E's like a walking dictionary of smarts that's how skilled he is! He knows more than you and me put together so badger off with your sorry excuses!! I don't see you doing anything but complain about everyone else and praise the chairman like he's Arceus 'imself!" Victor grabbed onto his sister's other arm pulling her back with you at this point. "Yet ya complain 'bout us talkin' 'bout how amazin' Lee is!? When are ye gonna step up from being a walkin' billbourd for the Chairman n' his bloody secretary and show me somethin' huh!? HUH!? How 'bout you take ya own advice!?"

"GLORIA THAT'S ENOUGH!!," Victor shouted in his own scottish accent at her pushing her back by a wide eyed Hop as she continued to glare angrily at Bede who remained silent and wide eyed at her. "CALM DOWN!! Ok!?...I'm pretty sure he's gotten the point by now."

"Oh he better!"

"Hey! That's enough now!," you agreed giving her your own frown, keeping your grip on her back pack in case she tried anything. "I think you're scaring him." Gloria paused enough to give you her own stare, as you turned to look at Bede who continued to stand and stare....before he blinked, quickly whirled on his heel and sped walked away with his hands forced into his pink coat's pockets.

"I-I'll wait for you over there! Don't keep me waiting!"

Gloria huffed, jerking her body from her brother's grip as she glared at his leaving form. "Yeah? Well he started it by causin' all of us trouble n' insulting us for no reason. The bloody cottonee born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Ey Hop?".....She rose a brow when her friend didn't answer and turned to the silent boy staring wide eyed at her. "....Hop? Are you ok?"

".....I-..." He coughed reaching a hand up to rub at his neck as he looked off. "I mean uh....That was some roasting you gave h-him back there. Heh."

"Well it's true!," she insisted pointing at him, "You were the smartest kid in school! And y'know so much about science, and history, and you can calculate math in your head faster than a calculator could. You know so much about pokemon that I know you'd be a great Champion. That's why I got so angry at him."

Hop stared at her again mouth opening a little..before sputtering on his words. "I- You- R-Really?"

She crossed her arms and nodded with a huff. "'Sides, I wasn't about to let the Mareep Head get away with smack talkin' my best friend and his brother. If he's going to bring a fire then he better expect someone to roast him back!"

He stared at her a moment longer before an unmistakable red washed over his face as he quickly looked away. "R-Right! T-T-That's what friends do after all! D-Don't worry. I'll show this guy my skills in battle! S-So..." With that he quickly turned and began jogging off from the three of you. "See you later, Glory! L-Let's meet up in Hammerlocke when I'm through with him!"

Well whaddya know!? You smiled watching as Hop scampered off in a knowing way as Victor sighed before turning to his twin. "DONT DO THAT!!"

"Do what?"

"Try to fist fight another gym challenger like yer in a wrestlin' ring! Ya cook! What would've happened if that guy told ye off to the Chairman especially after you had dinner with him in Hulbury?! You'd get yourself kicked out by him or worse both yaself and us since you were defendin' 'is honor like in the bloody stone ages!?" You had started to notice a pattern that the accent would become more prominent in their voices when they were angry.

"Like I would've actually tried to punch him! I know better then ta throw hands and risk somethin' like that now."

Victor groaned reaching his hands up to rub at his face. "I love ya but you drive me crazy!"

"I could say the same for you too."

.....Still rubbing his temples Victor turned. "I have to catch up with Hop before they start fightin' again. Make sure she stays out o' trouble."

"I can-"

"I was talkin' to Y/n!" He shouted back making Gloria pause as he walked off....And it was finally your turn to chuckle.

With a huff she placed her hands on her hips with a glare. "Well that's just a bunch of flamin' Rapidash crap if I ever heard it!"

You nodded reaching up to rub your face, finally letting go of her backpack as you did. "He has a point tho. If you and your opponents want to have a battle then that's fine, but you guys shouldn't get into fights like that." She hummed but didn't say anything else to that. "Come on. Let's get going to Hammerlocke. I'm curious about this place. If we're lucky we might meet the selfie guy himself hangin' 'round his gym!"

"Oh boy. Can't wait to see what the big bad strongest gym leader has to show."

"I think you'll like 'em. Lee said he's one of the kindest people he's met in the industry...But there is one thing I should warn ya 'bout."

"What?"

"He's a playful teaser so he'll probably try to flirt with ya when he sees ya."

"........He's going to what?"