Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Blossoming of a Rose ❯ 03 : Your Familiar Face ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer:Diiamond Trainer does not own Pokémon or any of the characters or worlds in this fic. The only thing she owns is the Plot. So, have fun reading!

 

: Fragment No. 03 :

Your Familiar Face

 

KNOCK! KNOCK!! May would glare at the Gym door; come on! There had to be someone in there! Even if it was that weird guy with the glasses who tells you about the Gym Leader and congratulates you when you beat him! She began to growl, now banging on the door. And what about those underlings? The ones you fight before getting to the Leader? Where are they?! She just wanted somebody to open the door… anybody! Even…

 

The door finally opened, and the most unexpected, well… the second most unexpected person, was standing before her.

 

“Brendan?”

 

Brendan Birch smiled softly at his childhood friend, placing an orange, black, and green fingerless gloved hand behind his head, “Hey, May… It's been a while!”

 

The Coordinator smiled pleasantly, “It sure has… but what're you doing in the Petalburg Gym?”

 

The white-haired trainer laughed nervously, “I got your dad to let me stay here at the Gym for a while… at least, until after the contest.”

 

“What!? You were invited, too?” Now, this was surprising, “I didn't know you were a Coordinator, Brendan!”

 

Again, he laughed, “Well, I guess that's what happens when you don't see someone for six years… I got the letter a few days ago, so I came straight here.” He blushed lightly, “So… you're going to be in it, too, right, May? We're going to be rivals, then…”

 

“I guess so!—Hey, you wouldn't mind letting us in, would ya? We're kinda hungry…” May said, her stomach growling loudly, “Uhm… Okay, really hungry.”

 

Brendan shook his head, containing a chuckle as he opened the door some more and moved out of the way so that they could enter. As he held the door, he watched her and her Pokémon enter one-by-one. He stared when he saw her Blaziken, walking back in after them all and closing and locking the door behind him.

 

“May, was that once your little Torchic?”

 

The female nodded, replying cheerfully, “Yup! It definitely grew up, didn't it? By the time Ash was done with the Battle Frontier, my Combusken finally evolved.”

 

“Heh, I wish I could show you how my Mudkip's grown. He's a full-out Swampert now.”

 

May looked around the room, searching for something. She smiled upon finding a small notch on the wall behind a pillar, sliding it to the side to reveal a hallway. She motioned for everyone to follow her as she walked on through, until she reached the hidden kitchen. She blinked, watching her Pokémon rush for bowls of Pokémon food that seemed to already be laid out for them.

 

“Brendan? Why was there…?”

 

The boy smiled, “Your dad came by earlier… I think he knew you'd come here for your break.”

 

She chuckled; good ol' Dad… He always did know what she was going to do before she did it. She would approach a counter and just push herself up to sit on top of it, beckoning the other to join her. He obeyed, sitting beside her and watching her Pokémon gobble up their food.

 

“So, how've you been? I've been hearing news here and there about how great a Coordinator you are, but nobody seems to know where you are anymore.” Brendan informed, tilting his head to the side away from her and looking to her gentle face out the corner of his eye.

 

She'd definitely matured since he saw her last… Hell, her fashion sense sure did! Just thinking about her outfit made him blush slightly.

 

“Well… I've been doing fine, I guess. I actually stayed with Ash and the others up until last week, then I started coming back here.” She answered, watching as her Squirtle and Bulbasaur began to have an eating contest. She turned her head to look at him, noticing that he was wearing the exactly same style of outfit he'd worn when he started out on his adventure, excluding the new size and the change from black, red and white to black, green and orange. She shook her head, “You haven't changed, Brendan…”

 

“I suppose your right!” he laughed good-naturedly, looking away, “Nothing really changed while I was on the road, y'know? I was always moving around with only my Pokémon to keep me company.”

 

It was then that May frowned, looking down at the floor with a slightly saddened look on her face, “I'm sorry… I really shouldn't have just gotten up and left six years ago, huh? I just randomly started tagging along with Ash, and then things went on from there.”

 

Brendan shook his head, waving his hands out in front of him in embarrassment, “N-no! It's all right, May! I actually ran into Wally a few times!”

 

The girl brightened again to the point where it was almost impossible to think that she'd been downcast a moment ago, “Wally? Oh my gosh, how is he?”

 

“Haahaa! He's been doing all right! Actually, he got invited to come to the contest, too! So, the three of us can be together again!”

 

May smiled happily; the three childhood friends would at last be reunited! How fun would that be? They always had such a great time with each other in the past, and since it'd been so long since they'd been together, there would definitely be a lot to talk about.

 

“I don't know what's going on, but just knowing that I'll be with you two again makes me feel… so happy to be home…”

 

Brendan nodded, “I know what y'mean…”

 

They sat in silence for a bit, the Pokémon having already finished eating. Just when Brendan was about to begin speaking again, there was a loud knock at the Gym doors again. May immediately got up, recalling all her Pokémon to their pokéballs before bowing in apology to her friend and going to answer it.

 

“Jeez! Could you have knocked any louder?” she said aloud, pulling open the doors as she spoke. She froze when she saw a familiar face staring straight into hers from the side of the door, “Dr-Drew…?”

 

Of the two doors that entered into the Gym, May had pulled open the left entrance. Turning her head to the outside of the right door, she saw the infamous Coordinator, Drew, leaning his shoulder against it and watching her with observant and mildly amused emerald eyes. His arms were folded over his usual long-sleeved black shirt and medium-sleeved purple jacket, one leg crossed over the other as he leant. Instead of his normal sea green pants, he now wore midnight black pants to match his shirt. His lips were curled into a slight smirk as he pulled up one hand and flicked his bright green hair the way he always did.

 

“Hmm… Any louder? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I could, but I'll bet that even then you wouldn't be able to hear me!”

 

May growled, her irritation for his uncalled-for insults coming back into play after about five years. She opened her mouth to retort, but she was stopped before she could do so. A confused look was on her face when she saw the bright red rose held out to her.

 

She took it slowly, her fingers brushing against his. A light blush formed on her face when she looked back to his face, only to see the soft smile that she just knew he always reserved just for her. She too found herself smiling as the seconds rolled on.

 

“How's it going, May…” he finally greeted properly, pushing himself off of the door and standing up straight.

 

The girl tilted her head to the side, that bright smile on her face again, “Everything's fine! Actually, I'm even happier than I was before, knowing that you came!”

 

“Now, hold your horses! The only thing that brought me to Petalburg was the Extreme Pokémon Contest.” Drew pointed out, raising an eyebrow and smirking as he continued, “But I'm flattered to know that you missed me enough to come so you could cheer me on!”

 

May pouted, her old denial-cover resurfacing, “I-Did-Not-Miss-You!! And I'm not here to cheer for you, `cause I'll be too busy cheering for myself!” She smiled proudly, folding her arms and standing up straight, “I got invited to the contest, too, so it looks like we're gonna be rivals again!”

 

“Heh… Or so it appears…” the boy mumbled, “So, May, do you have a—“

 

“May? Hey, May!! Who's at the…” Brendan called; running up to the door and stopping the moment he saw the rose in his best friend's hand and the boy she was talking to. He glared jealously, “door… And, who're you?”

 

The female Coordinator looked from left-to-right and back again several times as she noticed the two boys glaring at each other. She didn't understand why, though… Shrugging, she went on with the introductions.

 

“Brendan, this is Drew. Drew, this is one of my childhood friends, Brendan.”

 

Drew scoffed, flicking his hair again and regaining his superior-acting attitude, “It's a pleasure…”

 

“Ditto.” Was all Brendan said, getting even angrier at how the other just started acting so high-and-mighty all of a sudden. He looked to May and spoke, “Y'know, May… We do still have a lot of catching up to do…”

 

May shook her head, smiling, “We can do that later, Brendan. Right now, though, I think I better get back to practicing. We've only got about five days until the contest, so I suggest you two do the same!”

 

She waved them both farewell and ran off behind the Gym again. Drew smirked at the obviously pissed off Pokémon trainer, shaking his head and turning around to leave. Brendan stomped back into the Gym and slammed the door shut. The Coordinator couldn't help chuckling as he walked behind the Gym the way May had gone.

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“Alright! Great job, Leafeon!” he heard May's voice call out.

 

Drew approached a tree and leant his shoulder against it as he watched the girl practicing a routine with what seemed to be another new Eeveelution. He grinned slightly; she must've gone to the Sinnoh Grand Festival a while back. He'd been planning on going, but other things got in the way and he wound up sitting that one out. Occasionally, he went to watch her in secret, though. Shaking his thoughts away, he went on to watch.

 

“Alright, let's use Sunny Day!” the girl commanded, pointing to the cloudy sky. It was obvious that the first Sunny Day had worn off.

 

Leafeon was a Grass-type Eeveelution discovered in the Sinnoh region. It was the exact same size as an Umbreon, but a little bit skinny, like a larger cat. It's tail and ears were long and were topped with the color of a green leaf, not to mention they looked like leaves. There were little leaves sticking out at its paws, too, and around near it's neck. Lastly, it had a leaf coming out of its forehead that was curled to look almost like a curled strand of hair.

 

Leee~! It cried, hopping up high into the air and doing several front flips before finally stopping as it reached the highest it could stay in midair. Its dark brown eyes glowed a bright orange color as the clouds separated and allowed the sun to shine down on them.

 

“Perfect! Now, use Synthesis!”

 

As the Fresh Green Pokémon descended back to the ground, its whole body began to glow the color its eyes had moments before. The glow grew brighter and brighter as it flipped in the air again before landing on its feet nimbly. The second its paws touched the grass of the hill, the glow shattered, leaving a sparkling Leafeon to smile brightly.

 

Leee! Leafeon! It yipped, turning around to face its trainer and hopping up and down, awaiting praise.

 

May laughed merrily, catching Leafeon in her arms the third time it'd hopped into the air, “That was awesome! Everyone's doing so well, Leafeon! We're definitely going to win!”

 

Drew's grin widened into a smirk at her confidence. Although, deep down, he believed her. Just seeing how well she was able to command her Pokémon to do such a simple yet eye-catching display… he knew that this would be one entertaining contest.

 

Pulling out a pokéball from his pocket, he gently tossed it into the air. Out came his Masquerain, its wings flapping slowly as it kept itself airborne. He put a finger to his lip, motioning for it to stay quiet.

 

“Use Silver Wind.” He whispered, pointing over to where May and Leafeon were still chatting.

 

It nodded, flapping its wings in the direction of the others atop the hill. The soft breeze it created carried bright shimmering silver sparkles along with it as it blew along.

 

May blinked in confusion, holding her Leafeon out in front of her and staring at it, “Did you use Silver Wind? Wait, no… you don't know how to use it, right? Or… did you just learn it?”

 

Drew chuckled quietly; whispering another command, “Now, use a soft Gust to make the Silver Wind revolve around them.”

 

Masquerain! It chirped, a less-than-powerful Gust attack appearing. Now, it seemed that May and Leafeon were trapped inside a beautiful silver cloud.

 

The female Coordinator let her Leafeon down, a smile on her face as she spun around twice to see the whole cloud, “Wow! It's so sparkly!”

 

The hidden Coordinator smiled contentedly, having heard such an indirect compliment from someone he cares about. He nodded to his Pokémon, “Now, let's finish it up with Agility and Water Sport.”

 

Masquerain went to work right away, zooming out of sight as it used Agility. It was nearly invisible! It spun around with the Silver Gust, releasing several balls of water to jump around inside of the cloud. Every time they hit the ground, the water would splash out with the sparkles it picked up from flying in the Silver Wind.

 

May laughed as one of the spheres of water splashed her, coating her with Silver sparkles. She picked up her hands to shield herself as another splash came, closing one eye and laughing as if she were having the time of her life.

 

Drew loved to see her like this… She had fun with just about anything, didn't she? Even when she didn't know where it was coming from, she could still make it seem like it was all just fun and games. Technically, it was just for the fun of it. He wanted to see her reaction to his routine, but of course, when he pictured it, she knew that it'd been him who did it. Having done it this way, he'd stay anonymous until the contest came.

 

His emerald green eyes watched her fondly for a few moments more before he snapped his fingers. Masquerain, without slowing down, zoomed straight back to his side, being recalled into its pokéball straight away.

 

The female Coordinator blinked when everything at last came to a stop, picking up her hands to see that the sparkles were still on her gloves… and her clothes. She blinked again, laughing good-naturedly.

 

“Look, Leafeon! We're all glittery!”

 

Drew looked up from the pokéball he now held, only to have his eyes go wide and, surprisingly, his cheeks go red as they warmed significantly.

 

May had all the sparkles from the Silver Wind on all her clothes and on her bandana. With that dazzling smile and melodic laugh of hers, she looked… absolutely stunning, in his eyes. He picked up his right hand and touched his cheek; it was warm… Was he actually blushing!?

 

It only made him blush even more, but in embarrassment. He tore his gaze away from the girl he'd come to hold dear to him, and ran off as fast as he could.

 

This can't be happening… I can't blush! It's just… not Me! He screamed in his head as he continued to flee from the area of the Petalburg Gym. He suddenly came to a stop by a Stop sign, catching his breath easily, “What is” he would looked back toward the way he came, over to where the sun's rays were strongest, “she doing to me…?”

 

 

 

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