Janine sat her nearly empty bowl down on the outdoor counter, turning on her stool to face the collection of mingling rookies. At her feet, Bullbasaur silently watched the commotion, head tilted with curiosity.

  Fuchsia always made such an event out of Opening Day. The day bordered on being a festival in this city, and the newly licensed trainers could enjoy a variety of activities and fun gathering before heading out. Most sane greenhorns would never even consider heading north or east into Fuchsia's wilderness, but the teleportation service was commonly used to bring them to a more appropriate starting area such as Cerulean or Cherrygrove. Others still would make their way northwestward, crossing the bridge over the ocean connecting Fuchsia to the road leading to Celadon, or Viridian if they chose to stray from the path.

  By now, all of the new first years in the city had received their starters and Pokedex, and the curious, nervous excitement could be felt all throughout, as though it was being carried by the breeze itself. New trainers got to know their starters, participated in a more controlled, sanctioned event for a chance to make their first catch, chatted with one another over games or food and finally have their long awaited first battle before officially departing.

  Janine's first couple of hours with Bulbasaur had been… mildly embarrassing. To her frustration, the grass type had not expressed much interest in her, his own trainer, and wandered off on his own for her to find like a needle in a haystack. The girl had been beside herself for longer than she wished to admit, but after finding him, she had managed to remember her training and ease him in. He was a quiet creature, or at least seemed to be in the short time she knew him, and she needed to be conscious of that whilst attempting to get over their differences.

  She had looked forward to showing him around her home before preparing to set off, and also held onto hope that they could enjoy the activities with the other trainers and starters as well. It would make for an ideal bonding opportunity, after all.

  She was not too surprised when things didn't go her way.

  Walking amongst the other rookies, Janine felt like her body was made of knives. The other kids parted the moment they recognized who she was. Some stared at her and Bulbasaur.

  Respect and fear. The girl appreciated the former, but it always came in a combination. Whenever she did have a chance to properly talk to any of the other kids, even prior to today, they spoke like they were walking on eggshells, or treated her as inherently above them, living on a pedestal. She was either the scariest or most regal person in the room, and both were rarely offered in moderation. There was a time where a part of her enjoyed being the "special" one, it felt good to be noticed.

  The longer it has gone on, the less fun being "noticed" had become. Father had put a stop to any notion of taking advantage of such an image early on. These people were to be protected, not lorded over. The people of Fuchsia looked upon the Kyo Clan as the benevolently bladed shield that kept the streets clean and the filth of the underworld away. A bladed shield that would guard you from any daring threat, and turn around and stab you if you should ever become one yourself. The longer this went on, the more Janine realized that this was reflected among her peers, neither of whom saw her as one. She too, was looked at by them the way the forces of Fuchsia Gym were looked upon by everybody else. A part of father's body when they were together, and the child of the Gym Leader when they were apart.

  In what may have been setting herself up for disappointment, Janine had found herself hoping that things would be different from today onwards, now that she and her peers each had a Pokemon. After all, they were on equal footing now. Instead, the exact opposite had happened. Although more than occasionally discomforting, her peers on prior days had rarely been too unreasonable about it. Nervous, but not terrified.

  On this day, however, everything was amplified. It was as though the Bulbasaur walking at her side was not a creature, but a weapon. A gun that the daughter of Leader Koga would pick up and shoot you with if you looked her in the eye the wrong way.

  "I-I am flattered you would ask me, J-Janine, but I… I wouldn't stand a chance."

  "I barely passed the Exam as it is, I don't deserve to be your first battle."

  "There isn't much point because I already know I would lose. I need more experience first."

  "You shouldn't be bothering with me, I'm not on your level."

  It took Janine longer than it certainly should have, but she realized with apprehension that Bulbasaur was getting the looks just as much as she was, and that her starter was becoming just about as nervous as everybody else.

  So now, she sat alone at the outdoor booth, enjoying a bowl in hopes of taking a break from such things. The seats near her had emptied when she sat down and ordered her food, disappointingly giving her and Bulbasaur the area to themselves. Her starter was not looking at her, instead staring into the mingling trainers who came and went. Although he had promised not to wander off again, it seemed they were back to square one in every other area, assuming they had ever left.

  As she looked around, she occasionally noticed a few rookies stealing glances at her. Before her eyes had the chance to light up, they would look away with haste the moment they realized she was looking back at them. People did not wish to be caught staring. She wondered how they would react if she made her way over and told them she did not mind…

  During simpler times, she recalled with mild nostalgia the rare few that would attempt to kiss up to her and earn her favor. For the first time in a long time, she found herself wishing for such people to show up. Thinking along those lines made her mentally kick herself for such arrogance; she had been taught well to avoid such people. But if she were to indulge just once, she would at least get something out of it. She knew better than to try, feeding her own ego would be a disgrace, especially on such a special day as this.

  Still… she could not sit here forever. She wanted to get at least one battle in before leaving the city, and maybe even catch something if she was lucky. But there was also the matter of Bulbasaur, who seemed to regret his association with her more and more by the minute.

  "Bulbasaur…" as she looked down at her starter, he raised his head very slowly. Obedient, but in no hurry to see her face and look her in the eye. For a moment, her breath caught in her throat, and she forgot what she was planning to say. It came back to her a second later, and she stood up from her seat. "Come on, let's keep looking."

  Even in compliance, he seemed anything but eager. Her heart sank.

  /

  Karen patted Umbreon's head, her partner sitting on the large table in front of her seat as she looked over the three other people present: Lance, Lorelei, and Bruno.

  "I'm glad you weren't late this time, Karen." the ice master said. Although her tone lacked derision, Karen couldn't help but mildly scoff. Why did she have to bring it up at all?

  "Of course I wasn't 'late this time'," the dark master quipped. "This isn't just some standard meeting. But speaking of which, I'm assuming the hag isn't gonna be here?"

  "Unfortunately," Lance's sigh was audible. "She won't listen to reason. I tried convincing her to slow down and let others take the wheel, but she's leading the Rocket hunts as we speak. It feels like her physical shape was bolstered overnight; I can't remember the last time I saw her this active."

  A small sting of guilt poked at Karen's chest as she pushed back her silvery hair. "The Rockets have been extra careful about their movements, ever since we retaliated after Lavender. Has she… made any real progress?"

  "She purged a research facility last night." the Champion confirmed. "No sign of the Master Ball, unfortunately, but plenty of other things the Rockets are known for, like rare candies. That'll all be in the reports, but anyway, we should proceed. Agatha has agreed to sign off on whatever consensus we come to in her absence."

  "That's not like her," Bruno commented as Umbreon ceased licking his paw and planted his bottom down on the table. The dark type was as invested in the meeting as the humans present. "Leaving decisions to anybody but herself."

  'That is a wicked understatement.' Karen thought. Agatha was as controlling and thorough as they came, and she was insufferable for it. But ever since what happened in her hometown, to the sacred tower no less, her priorities had become singular. The young woman loathed to admit her concern.

  "I will make her slow down," it was rare to see Lance so worried. He was known for being a showman, connecting to the people of Indigo in the most larger than life ways one could picture. Now, even as he hid his emotions underneath his business face, they seeped through like cracks in a container of liquid. "But for tonight, we have the upcoming S.S. Anne cruise to go over. Charles Goodshow still wishes to attend and host the event, should it happen. Due to concerns regarding recent Team Rocket activity, Magmortar's Heartbeat has canceled, so there might not be a band unless he finds a replacement."

  "I will still be on board, of course." Lorelei continued for him. "For protection, as much as a VIP guest. Annette Racewood's family is urging her to cancel, but I received word directly from her that she still fully plans to attend."

  "Which brings us to Horace Bluewall," Lance picked up. "His manager, Emerson, spoke to Mr. Goodshow just this afternoon. In exchange for Horace's attendance, she demands he be paid compensation should the ship be attacked with him on it."

  "How much?" Lorelei inquired.

  "A quarter of a million."

  Umbreon was not startled when Karen's hand collided with the table beside him. "That's absurd!"

  "Try to be more empathetic, Karen." Bruno's voice remained untouchably calm as he reprimanded her. "We are talking about the life of a teenage boy a year and a half younger than you."

  "Yeah, but, like…" she resisted the urge to yank on her hair, knowing she would only earn a scolding. 'Fucking decorum.'

  Lance's large hand set a paper down in front of himself. "Goodshow has already signed off on the agreement. Horace will sign the contract once I and at least two Elite Four members have given our signatures." He turned his attention away from the contract, but kept it on the table. "We'll read through that in a moment, but most importantly, Lorelei, you said you have heard back from the Champion Cynthia, right?"

  "Just a little before we started," Lorelei confirmed with a nod. "I reached out to the Sinnoh League for help with additional security, and Elite Four Lucian has expressed interest in coming, along with some of their forces. They would be stationed at the guard ship."

  Karen found herself echoing Lance's sigh. It was reassuring.

  "Just to be safe," The dragon master responded. "Lucian should not be the only master aboard the guard ship. Are there any volunteers between us?"

  Lorelei's brow furrowed. "I would like to remain aboard the S.S. Anne itself as originally planned," she said. "That way the people on board would have direct protection as well."

  "That seems logical to me." Bruno nodded in agreement. "You are well suited for aquatic defense."

  "I'll do it." their eyes turned to Karen as she straightened her posture and crossed her arms. "I'll lead the guard ship with Lucian."

  /

  'We are in Fuchsia City.'

  Ash wondered how many times he had repeated that sentence to himself as he passed his Poke Balls to Nurse Joy. He was a little bit more anxious when handing her Nebula's, and was quick to inform her of the anesthetic that Caesar claimed she had been given.

  "We will be extremely thorough when examining her system," Nurse Joy's voice was as reassuring as ever, and Ash quietly thanked her when she handed his Pokedex back to him. "The Scarfists were fairly active in the area that I used to work at, and we have some useful data on the drugs in their possession. Please rest assured she's in good hands with us."

  "I know she is," Ash smiled softly before lightly bowing his head. "Thank you, Nurse Joy."

  With a now empty belt, he turned his attention away from the counter and made his way back to the group - which was now smaller than it had been when they arrived; Only Janine and Aya waited for him. Further along, he could see Connie with Akira, Len, Typho, Toxicroak and the police officers. Akira seemed to be talking to the latter while Connie stuck closer to Len.

  Aya's arms were crossed, and though Ash himself did not quite pick up on it, her smile was slightly strained from the baggage of the ordeal.

  "It's good to see you in person again, Ash." Her voice was not, which could have been what distracted him from it.

  Along with the fact that he shared her sentiments. The occasional video call (which for Ash usually only lasted a brief moment before leaving her and Janine on their own) aside, the last and only time he had truly seen the Ace Trainer was long before he and Janine had paired up, and incidentally just after he had captured Tempest, which now made it seem even longer to him.

  "How have you been?" he asked. Just out of his line of sight, a small grin formed on Janine's lips.

  "Extraordinarily busy." the green-haired woman admitted. "And unfortunately," her expression turned apologetic as she looked at Janine. "I'm afraid I can't stay with you both for long. I've been asked to look after Connie and question her while the police get a hold of her family. She'll likely be here at the Center for the time being."

  Although her brow furrowed, the understanding on Janine's face won over disappointment. "Okay… it was really good seeing you."

  "You'll be seeing plenty more of me," Aya's smile lost its strain. "We have a lot of proper catching up to do. You'll be the first to know when I'm available." her niece's face brightened a bit before the Ace Trainer excused herself, leaving Ash and Janine alone as she left to join Akira and the others.

  Ash watched her go for a moment before a nudge grabbed his attention. Janine was beside him now, purple eyes studying his face with analytical concern. "You are okay, right…?"

  He moved his hand to pat her back. "Really Janine, I'm fine. But what about you?" He knew she had been off up until they got to the city, and now that things had settled down, his memory slowly shifted back to just before they were separated. It did not surprise him, given everything that had happened, yet after all the time he had spent with her, something in his head quietly told him that something else was wrong.

  Reaching up, she brushed a strand of hair that had come loose from her ponytail. "Don't worry, I am fine… now." she crossed her arms, releasing a breath. "We're all safe, and they have been arrested."

  Ash bit his lip, before changing the subject. They were all safe. Forgetting the events of the day would be out of the question, but for now, there was no need to linger on it. And as those thoughts faded away, he slowly found them being replaced with the realization that he was tired, and that it was getting late.

  "And, well…" he allowed himself a grin. "We finally made it. How long have we been talking about Fuchsia City, anyway?"

  That seemed to improve her mood. "I feel like I'd rather not know." Ash found himself agreeing; it occurred to him that he had never gone this long between major cities, and his battle with Sabrina was a more distant memory than he was comfortable to admit. It felt so weird to think that, given how things used to feel like they had happened yesterday. What had… everything since Saffron done to his sense of time?

  He was about to say something again, when another previous thought entered his mind, as if it was a reminder. Fuchsia City was Janine's city. His best friend's home. And those people talking to the police officers were her family. All of a sudden, there was some sort of prickly sensation inside of him, all too familiar: It was anxiety.

  And the Gym Leader… the last time he and his team had faced off against someone with a comparable reputation, they had not been ready, not even to test themselves properly, and they had been punished for his miscalculation with his team being wiped out and fortunate to not have been pulverized. That was not going to happen this time, regardless of what odds Koga would stack against them, but the thought of him being Janine's father of all people…

  He managed his words all the same, but was frustrated by the awkward pause. Tired or not, it had kicked some of the wind from his sails. "So… are you going home, now?" Back in Cerulean, Misty had stayed at the Center, rather than going to wherever her house was. And in retrospect it made sense, given how unhappy she was to see her sisters. But what about Janine?

  … This had been their last day traveling together. It had not even registered with him until now. Of course they'd still be seeing each other until then, but they would be splitting up when he was ready to leave Fuchsia, an almost surreal thought. He could barely remember the last time he had traveled solo.

  She nodded to him, straightening her backpack on her shoulders. "Yes, it would be best to leave soon. Our clan resides in the city's southeast Shadowblood district. The Gym is the base of operations, of course, but our village is also there, the main mansion chief among them."

  'Mansion…' Ash repeated in his mind. He was not surprised, but hearing the word from her mouth was certainly different from thinking it. He tried not to focus on a city district being called "Shadowblood".

  "Gotcha," he nodded back. He almost said "It's been a long day", but held back. Everyone knew it had been a long day, there was no need to keep saying it. "Sounds like, uh… quite the place."

  "You'll see for yourself soon enough" she replied, glancing back at the others. "It's certainly a ways from here, but I'm sure we can leave soon, and you don't have to worry about your team. Once our Pokemon are cleared, the Center can transfer them to the Gym directly, so there won't be any need to make another trip in the morning."

  Ash nodded with a subtle grin. It was certainly a convenient perk. His smile faded into mild confusion a moment later, though. "Wait, we…"

  She looked back at him with a more relaxed smile. "Of course; you did not think I would leave you alone at the Center, did you?"

  He blinked. "You mean, you're asking me to come too? Like, to stay over?"

  Janine nodded, as though it were a simple offer. "If you're okay with it, of course. Are you?"

  He blinked again, and suddenly he was looking past his friend, worried he'd just appear stupid if he looked directly at her too long without saying anything. He had seldom stayed over at anyone else's home, having only been babysat by Trucy's grandparents enough times to be counted on one hand without using every finger. Sleepovers with peers were never even considered a possibility, and he could remember the mild jealousy he occasionally felt whenever any of his classmates talked about making arrangements.

  This was hardly a "sleepover", though. He was being invited onto the Kyo Clan's direct property, the same family that governed Fuchsia and the surrounding territory from the Gym. One of Indigo's longest running dynasties…

  …He willed himself to look back at Janine, and couldn't tell how his silence was making her feel. It must have been what had snapped him out of it. He could feel the anxiety returning, after seemingly having only left for a split second, but…

  He still nodded, face only somewhat red. "Yeah, sure. I mean, if it's really okay."

  Her lips curved up. "I'm surprised you did not expect me to offer."

  Before he could think of a response, they turned to see Akira and Typho approaching them, the large Tangrowth following his trainer from behind. Akira no longer wore his mask, allowing Ash a full view of his features. Somehow, they brought out his green eyes even more.

  "Aya already informed you she will be staying with the girl, correct?" Ash wasn't offended when he only looked at Janine.

  "Yes, for questioning right?" she confirmed.

  "Correct," he nodded. "Len will remain here as well. Though much older than her, we thought it best to leave another child in her company. She's… beyond distressed." The way he spoke those last few words told Ash everything, regardless of how much he thought he could already tell. "They will begin trying to find and contact her family immediately, and will personally provide transport. As for us, we best get to the village now. It's already dark, and you should preferably get somewhat settled in.

  Janine nodded, before gesturing to Ash right next to her. "I would like for Ash to come with us as well. If need be, I'll speak to father about it myself."

  "Hmmm…" Ash felt his stomach knot as Akira and Typho studied him for a fleeting moment, before nodding. "Alright then, let's get going."

  /

  The aesthetic of Fuchsia City was very different from any of the other major cities Ash had been to up to this point. Upon arrival, the immediate distinction was the fortified nature of the city's perimeters. Being not too far from the mountain range, Fuchsia City already had its fair share of natural defenses, even if not to the extent of Pewter, but the perimeter itself was was clearly built to be closed off and guarded, almost like a wall housing the buildings.

  And yet the city proper felt far from isolated and closed off in it's own right; in fact, it almost felt the opposite. It was blended with nature, and a far cry from the stereotypical urban area being its own separate world. The roads were different in a way he could not put his finger on, trees and other vegetation shared the area with the buildings.

  The architecture itself was rather eye opening, being extremely different from anything he had found in a place like Saffron or Vermilion. It lacked the skyscrapers that sought to poke the stratosphere, and coupled with the road more closely resembling greatly hardened mud than concrete, contributing to the city feeling much more inviting to surrounding trees, other plants, and soil, everything felt a little bit suburban, at least in comparison to what Ash had grown used to over his trials. It was certainly not Pallet or Lavender, and he knew the city itself was as big as one would expect, but the atmosphere was not overwhelming or grandiose. Janine had spoken before about how Fuchsia City prided itself on blending the natural world with the city that existed within it, and now that he was here, he could see what she meant. Photos did not capture the feeling that walking through gave him.

  The buildings were also much more eye-catching up close. Perhaps it was just the current neighborhood, but the curvy, elongated roofs of the buildings gave them quite the attractive appearance. There was also something modestly festive about the city lights that added their own flavor to the night.

  What was not surprising was the activity. Cities rarely slept, after all, and perhaps the amount of people he saw was the crucial reminder that this was not a suburb or town like Pallet and Lavender. Fuchsia City was indeed a city. In the current area they were passing through, his nose enjoyed the scents of nearby food, which doubled as a reminder that he had not yet eaten dinner. People were eating outside at what looked like an outdoor bar, and for some reason the rare sight felt like the most normal thing in the world.

  It wasn't until he glanced at Janine that he realized there were eyes on them. Her face was one of cracking stoicism as Ash became increasingly aware of the attention passerby were giving her and Akira. And, by indirect extension, him.

  "Back at home, everybody knows who I am. My name is attached to the Gym Leader, after all." All of a sudden, that conversation did feel like it was yesterday, and the night before that had been-

  Ash's eyes widened, and he momentarily slowed, almost stopping entirely before catching himself. 'NO.'

  Typho made a noise, and without looking directly at him, Akira's eyes moved in Ash's direction. "Are you okay, Mr. Ketchum?" His question seemed to divert Janine's focus away from the onlookers.

  "Oh, yeah." Ash answered, suddenly feeling like a Pidgey trying to blend in with a flock of Taillow. He was thankful when Akira said nothing more, continuing to lead the group while Typho followed from the rear. The large Tangrowth's presence almost felt like a shelter from the glances and mutterings of the people looking on.

  …Had they been paying attention to them the whole time? Ash had been so fixated on taking in the beautiful scenery and activity that he had completely overlooked the attention that their group had been receiving. Looking over to Janine, he could see her previous expression returning after the fleeting moment had passed. "Are you alright?" he tried to whisper.

  She briefed steadily before giving him a slightly strained smile. "I'm home."

  /

  Fuchsia Gym was the behemoth Ash had come to expect from all Gyms he visited, and much like the others, had its own completely different look and aesthetic, while still undeniably being a Gym. This one almost felt like a cross between a mansion and a fortress, and although it shared some architectural traits with many of the other buildings in the city, it immediately stood out because of it. Jainine's face became unreadable as she gazed up at the Gym while they approached, but her gaze soon shifted to the gates just in front of the building, and the people there.

  Two guards, one male and one female, stood on either end of the gate, looking alert and vigilant, but not like statues. It was the figure in the middle that drew in the group's attention, like a gravitational pull.

  He was a tall man with spiky, darkened teal hair and black eyes that looked like they would drill through a person, compared to Sabrina's seemingly x-ray visioned gaze. He wore a deep purple uniform that immediately had Ash thinking of how ancient warriors of old would dress, and a crimson scarf that wrapped around his neck that would have most likely flowed behind him like a mane were the breeze strong enough.

  Leader Koga's eyes were like a weapon. Even giving a neutral gaze, they resembled a blade ready to stab into their target the moment the poison Master glared, and Ash found himself grateful the moment never came. He had been cornered by Caesar just hours ago, but the man awaiting them was the most deadly person he had met today, and almost dared to tell himself of his entire travels, even as a bright red "R" briefly entered his mind.

  Ash was entirely fixed on the Gym Leader until the corner of his eye alerted him to Janine stepping forward. The stoicism on her face was strained with tension as she passed by him and Akira without a word, her eyes a pair of magnets that only the man in front of them could attract.

  Janine stopped a somewhat short distance (yet one that almost felt extremely specific and calculated) in front of Koga before lowering her head and sinking to a knee. "Father."

  "Stand up, Janine." Ash could not decide if he was grateful to hear Koga's voice, or if it only heightened everything else about him. Even with just three words, there was a focus and delivery to the Fuchsia leader's speech that few he'd met could match, Sabrina maybe even being the only one entirely. His voice was like a button being pressed, with Janine wordlessly rising to full height the moment he finished the extremely short sentence. Her eyes did not leave his. "Welcome home. It is good that you are unharmed."

  "Thank you, father." Janine had never been a stranger to stoicism; her professionality had been on full display many times, but the tone she spoke in was somehow foreign to Ash. There was something automatic about it. Rehearsed, once again.

  "It goes without saying that there is much to discuss." Koga lowered his crossed arms down to his sides, which did nothing to alter the way he looked and sounded. "On multiple subjects, in fact. But that is all best saved after you are rested and settled. Now then…" he was looking at Ash now, and although his head had not turned comically fast, it felt instantaneous. "You are Ash Ketchum, I presume?"

  The moment Koga had directed his attention towards him, Ash had already felt as though a sword was being pointed in his direction. He was not sure what being spoken to added to that mix, but it certainly did add, and Ash wondered if he could will himself into shrinking.

  Instead of trying, he lowered his head in a bow, silently wondering if it was about to be chopped off. "Yes, Leader Koga. It is an honor."

  "The early reports have spoken of you, and what you did." Koga's voice was an unreadable form of neutral, and although Ash had a good idea of what "what you did" referred to, it was impossible to detect the poison Master's opinion of such, if he even had one.

  "As you may have also learned, father," Koga's focus returned to his daughter. Janine spoke in a similar but not entirely identical tone to before, and every word came out with deliberate perfection. "Ash is a good friend of mine, and has been traveling with me for quite some time. I request that he and his team be permitted to stay here during his time in the city."

  When father and daughter looked at each other, Ash wondered if Koga was examining every inch of Janine and her expression. With the girl's back to him, he could not be sure what she was doing in comparison.

  It did not take Koga very long to answer. "Very well, I will arrange one of the guest rooms immediately, and contact the Pokemon Center to transfer his teams to us in the morning." he turned around, and the crimson scar indeed flowed like a mane. "Now then, let's go."

  /

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  The sky above them was like a painting as Ash looked up at it. The stars decorated the black of the night beautifully, and was quite the backdrop for where they currently were.

  "Shadowblood Village" as it was called, was clearly more than just a Gym and a mansion. Being the home and Center of a prestigious clan, the village was very much its own campus. Beyond the Gym (the only publicly accessible part) was a pathway leading through a large field and collection of buildings. The size of the area very much made it feel like its own "village", and despite being tired, he couldn't help curiously looking around as Koga led the way through. He had not seen anything quite like it in the past.

  "That barn is where the Miltank and Tauros live," Ash followed Janine's finger, his friend speaking up after noticing. "And beyond that is the orchard."

  "You have your cattle and crops?" Ash blinked. The latter did not surprise him too much in context, but he had not considered the former.

  "We've grown our own produce for about as long as we've been in power," Akira explained. "Shadowblood Village is built on some of the best soil in the entire Fuchsia area, and most fruits and vegetables you can think of are freshly farmed right here at home. The same can be said for our milk."

  Janine continued as though she was a kid describing her backyard. "We do not have the variety of built in habitats of the Oak Corral or Safari Zone, but the residential area also accommodates our Pokemon, so our teams will be taken care of once they are released from the Center tomorrow morning." she looked behind them, where Typho was still following. "Typho takes care of many of the Pokemon kept here. His nickname is Uncle."

  Ash managed to keep his awe silent. 'She lives here…?'

  The thought hung in his head as they were led through the residential area. Ash was not too slow to note the water nearby being a good place for water types. Ahead of the massive mansion towering over them and the surrounding houses (very much the main attraction next to the Gym itself) was a large training area complete with a sizable dojo.

  "So you guys train there?" the boy spoke up, choosing to distract himself from how many times bigger the mansion likely was from his and his mother's house back at home.

  "Yes," Ash was a bit surprised when Koga chose to answer in their place. "Our mansion has its own built-in dojo as well, along with a battlefield. But we have a dedicated section of the village entirely for just about anything related to training, both for Pokemon and humans."

  "Humans…" Ash mostly suppressed his blush after realizing the detail he had missed. "That's right, you're a… warrior clan."

  "Indeed," the Gym Leader confirmed, gaze firmly locked ahead as the boy stared at his back. "In addition to our Pokemon, the people of our clan are trained for combat as well."

  At that affirmation, Ash glanced at Janine, who simply remained silent.

  They were at the entrance of the mansion now. Its appearance reminded Ash of the Gym, albeit with the qualities that spoke "fortress". It very much resembled a home more than a stronghold, albeit an enormous one that, even in the night, looked like the most expensive thing he had ever seen.

  Koga wordlessly led the group inside to the entrance hall. Now, everything was in full view: The lights were on, a beautiful chandelier hung overhead and Ash chose not to bother guessing what it was made of. The carpet beyond the foyer looked comfortable enough to use as bedding, and covered the curved double staircase leading to the upper floors. There was so much to take in, but no pause was ever offered.

  Instead, Akira simply laid a hand on his shoulder to gain his attention. "I'll show you where to leave your shoes, Mr. Ketchum. Then I'll show you to the guest wing, you can pick whatever room is ready."

  "Ummm, okay." Ash wished he had said something slightly more intelligent.

  Janine's gaze helped him focus a bit. "I'll see you in the morning."

  "Yeah, same."

  /

  With dinner having already been well before their arrival, Ash was offered some leftovers to take to his room, which he accepted. After setting his food on the table, he endured growling stomach a little bit longer to look around.

  The "guest room" was bigger than his room back at home. It was on the second floor, but still elevated enough for the window to offer a good view. The curtains were a neutral blue fabric with Poke Ball patterns, and much like seemingly everything else in the building, Ash knew he would get nowhere wondering how much they cost. The room as a whole was essentially everything he would expect from a bedroom, but the word expensive kept entering his mind. Even the simple things did not feel so simple when he looked at them. How was the desk crafted? The dresser? The paint on the walls? He wondered if it was all in his head, but the sight of the bed convinced him otherwise. It was a perfectly normal sized bed, but briefly sitting down on it immediately flooded his mind with the desire to hide under the covers and enjoy dozing off. His hunger was the only thing that resisted the temptation, but he was proven right once he had finished eating, changed into his pajamas, and did exactly that.

  When he awoke, the clock read 8:17 AM. The exhaustion lingered as the rest of his body struggled to wake up. He wanted to rest a bit longer, but managed to force himself up to avoid falling asleep again.

  As he fully woke up, it took a moment for him to register where he was, and the inner prickly sensation returned, entirely unwelcome. The boy suddenly felt small, and even smaller when he opened the door and cautiously stepped out and into the hallway. His surroundings felt alien, and for some reason the fact that his best friend lived within these walls did not ease that notion. It was a magnificent, beautiful and scary place.

  Soon after leaving the guest wing, but not soon enough to be immediate, it also occurred to him that he did not know his way around here. He had not memorized anything when following Akira, who had hardly given him a tour of the place. His automatic instincts had told him "breakfast", but he had no idea where that was, or what he would be allowed to take for that matter. He was only a guest.

  His thoughts were interrupted by a figure exiting a nearby room. He was a neatly dressed blonde man who the boy's first guess told him was somewhere in his late twenties. The man perked up upon seeing him, and Ash prepared to explain who he was, when the man surely and understandably asked.

  Instead, the man calmly but quickly walked over to him. "You must be Ash Ketchum."

  "Yes." Ash tried to straighten himself in the man's presence. He wasn't wearing a tux or anything, but it almost felt offensive to slouch while looking him in the eye.

  "It's nice to meet you," the blonde man's tone of voice was honest and not phoned in, but Ash still could not help but feel something was rehearsed about it, as though this man spoke the five words a thousand times. "I am Brooks, one of the clan's chefs. Janine said you may not wake up as early, I'm assuming you're hungry?"

  At Ash's nod, Brooks began leading him to the dining room. They passed a few other people along the way, and he once again felt small each time. There was no hostility on anybody's faces, but their expressions were sharp and foreign, and even the way they walked nearly gave him pause.

  'They're warriors.' He told himself. That's what he was surrounded by.

  Upon arrival, Ash found himself blinking. It was a room entirely dedicated to dining, and yet it was much bigger than his home's kitchen. Through a doorway was another room, with food laid out on a table near a tall refrigerator and freezer that stood side by side. The dining room itself housed the longest table he could remember seeing, yet it did not rob the room of space. A few people were eating there, not paying him much mind, yet the table still felt rather empty and unoccupied for its size.

  "Breakfast is prepared and ready," Brooks explained. "Please feel free to help yourself to whatever is to your liking." There was reassurance in his voice, as though Ash had voiced a hesitance or question about what was and was not off limits, even though he had not. It wasn't too hard to realize why, and he mentally thanked Janine with mild embarrassment. These people clearly weren't worried about running out of food.

  "Thank you, sir." He managed a smile, wanting his gratitude to be authentic, but was not ready to be left on his own just yet. "Do you, uh, know my team's status? I was told they would be transferred here from the Pokemon Center in the morning."

  Brooks nodded. "Your Pokemon were transferred here roughly a half hour ago, along with Janine's. You won't need to worry about them; they're being fed, and Janine's currently with them in your absence. She believes her presence will assure they are better acclimated."

  'She's the best.' Ash told himself. He wouldn't dawdle joining them, but at least he knew there was no need to rush for fear of keeping his friends waiting.

  "If you do not need anything else at the moment," Brooks continued, "I must check on the dishwashing." Ash thanked him again, and the chef excused himself.

  He could already smell the food even before going to make his plate, and the selection was far from lacking. He helped himself to a pancake (just one, it was huge) with warm applesauce on the side. Making his way to the table, he purposefully chose an open spot not too close to anybody, thankfully not attracting too many eyes as started to eat. For the second time in his life, he wondered if his mom's cooking had found a rival.

  The meal was fairly quiet; a few words were exchanged between a couple of people passing by, and a couple more people entered the dining room and ate their own food amidst light conversation, but nobody spoke to him, and he was left alone with his thoughts. There was a lot he wanted to think about, and he was not sure where to start. There was training to be done, and he needed to begin thinking about the battle with Koga and when they would be ready to challenge him. Part of him felt that would be best saved for when he was back with his team, and yet the thoughts prodded him even as his mind drifted elsewhere.

  There was a lot to do in Fuchsia. Just from last night alone, he found himself wanting to explore the area in between training. The Pokemon Center would likely have trainers he could battle to further prepare himself for the Gym, but there was something else that came to his attention:

  Fuchsia City was the home of the Safari Zone. It was a place that needed little introduction to him: A vast, open area where wild Pokemon of all species, habitats, and even native lands were kept. Much like Professor Oak's Corral, the key to the Safari Zone's success was the wide variety of built in habitats accommodating nearly any kind of Pokemon. It was a famous attraction to tourists and just about anybody affiliated with Pokemon, but to trainers, it was also a goldmine.

  The Safari Zone had no shortage of "common" Pokemon, but what made it such a treasure trove was the rare Pokemon that could be found. Certain species that you were not nearly as likely to find in the wild. The Safari Zone also played a rather large role in Indigo's foreign regulation system: As the number of foreign Pokemon throughout the land increased ( due to to foreign trainers releasing them into the wild and breeding with the native Pokemon), the League worked to maintain a controlled ecosystem by gathering the foreign species found in the wild and either returning them to their native land, or placing them in the Safari Zone. Foreign Pokemon were perfectly possible to find in the wild, although many species were still considered rare and lucky finds. The Safari Zone being used to contain them, however, made it even more attractive of a place for trainers to visit.

  Not just any trainer could take part, however, which was where one of two issues lay. Applications and background checks were required for permission and approval. Another unrelated but equal pressing matter was what dominated Ash's thoughts, however.

  He already had six Pokemon.

  "Six" was the magic number in Pokemon training. It was the number of Pokemon used in "full battles", the highest form of competition. The final round of a major tournament, the Top 16 of the Indigo Conference, the Elite Four defending their positions from challengers, or the Champion defending his/her position from them.

  It was also, under normal, default circumstances, the number of Pokemon a trainer was allowed to carry at once. Any additional teammates were to be transferred to whatever lab or other facility the trainer was registered to; in Ash's case, Professor Oak's Corral. Surpassing the six Pokemon limit required special circumstances: It required far more to have no limit at all, but trainers of certain importance had a limit of carrying nine Pokemon at a time instead. This was a luxury also afforded to those who acquired eight badges, as those who have officially qualified for the Conference were also permitted to carry up to nine, but Ash was only halfway there, and for as exciting as it would be to finally make another addition to his team, doing so would require compromise. He would no longer be able to travel with everybody at once. Training would become more complicated. A variety of convoluted elements that were not in play right now would be thrust upon them out of the blue.

  He had grown complacent. Tempest had been captured so long ago, and ever since then, Ash had been carrying a complete team of six with him, and nothing more. So much time had passed since then, and so many things had happened, that he had gotten used to having six. It was all he needed… for the time. But he knew it was the bare minimum, and that meant he had to find a way to plan around the compromises any future catches would bring about. With The Safari Zone in Fuchsia City, now was as good a time as any…

  As good as his breakfast tasted, it gradually became secondary to the boy's brainstorming. He was nearly finished with his pancake when he noticed an approaching figure stop in front of him.

  She was an old woman, likely in her early sixties if he needed to guess. Her red hair was laced with a shade of gray, wrapped in a thin ponytail that went just under her shoulders. She wore a velvet shirt with blue sleeves extending from underneath.

  "I did not mean to startle you, Mr. Ketchum." as she spoke, a few sets of eyes landed on the pair, as if some of the others in the dining room realized that she was talking to him now. He pushed down the apprehensive feeling, but she must have noticed something on his face, because she turned back to look at the others, who averted their gazes.

  "I apologize if you're feeling uncomfortable," said the woman. "But I can assure you there is no hostility, they are simply curious. May I sit?"

  Ash felt weird granting "permission" when he was the guest, but still nodded nonetheless. The fact that he did not even need to scoot his chair over and make room reminded him of the table's size.

  "Perhaps I'm not one to talk," she admitted while planting herself in the chair next to his. When she turned her head, Ash found he wasn't uncomfortable with the immediate eye contact. Her eyes were a vibrant pink. "I am Ruunia, and you are Ash, I presume?"

  "Yes," he nodded. "It's nice to meet you."

  "Hm," she hummed for a moment, spotting another onlooker glancing in their direction from the corner of her eye. The brief redirection of her attention assured it was only a glance before she returned her focus to the boy. "You seem rather out of your element, Mr. Ketchum."

  "Is it obvious?" Ash hoped he wasn't blushing.

  "Heh, you look like a Caterpie crawling between two single-files of Pidgeotto." he was definitely blushing now. "No need to be embarrassed, I am aware that you come from a much more modest environment."

  "Pallet Town," he confirmed. "In my house, uh… the kitchen is the dining room."

  "Very different indeed," Ruunia replied. "We fancy ourselves a disciplined folk, but even I can confess that Leader Koga's child inviting a guest to our grounds so fervently is bound to pique an interest or two. Someone as promising as young Janine vouching is quite noteworthy."

  'She wasn't that "fervent" about it.' Ash thought to himself with lingering embarrassment. "So, uh…" Although she carried the same vibe as the others, Ruunia's behavior had decently helped, and Ash preferred not to leave her being the only one making an effort, even if it meant latching onto the most predictable starting point. "Starting point" he reminded himself, only being the key word. "How are you related to her and Koga-I mean, Leader Koga?"

  "I'm not." Ruunia answered with simplicity as he briefly returned to what was left of his pancake. "I am part of the Kyo Clan, but I am not part of the Kyo family that leads the clan. My parents were both pupils of the Gym Leader of that time, neither born nor married into. Does this make sense?"

  He nodded. "Yeah… sounds like a pretty big clan."

  "Very much indeed," she affirmed. "We have been around since the Kanto Unification War."

  "When the first Champion united the territories under Indigo." Ash said.

  "Correct. Fuchsia, as you may know, is very… intertwined, with that origin. It was the home of eventual Champion Albert Seiza before he fled across the Region in the uprising. And of course, Mutiny King Travash, the man who usurped Fuchsia and led the opposing side." She drummed a fingernail against the surface of the table. "Our clan's history is incredibly engraved in that time period."

  "So the Kyo Clan from back then fought in the war?" Ash's mind began to wander with his words. "Fuchsia opposed the Champion, who led Pewter, but your clan is so close to the League…"

  She smiled strangely at him, although it was not an uncomfortable expression. "I suppose the story is a long one, for an outsider, at any rate. But it seems you have finished eating, and I imagine you wish to see your team sooner than later."

  "Yes," Ash admitted. "I was told Janine was looking after them, so I'm not worried about them or anything, but I don't want to keep them waiting. I haven't seen them since-" he held his tongue, but soon realized there was no need.

  "I am aware of what happened yesterday, Mr. Ketchum. I certainly understand, although I wouldn't mind us getting to know each other later on. You are a friend of young Janine, after all, and I imagine you will be with us for a moment. Would you be willing to spare the time?"

  Although the apprehension lingered, it was hardly dominating. Ash returned her smile with a nod. "Of course. I'll be sure to find you, Ruunia."

  "That pleases me," she affirmed while rising to her feet. "Now then, why don't I personally show you to your friends?"

  /

  A deep sigh left Janine's lips as she fidgeted in her seat.

  The book was right in front of her face, yet she could barely focus on it. Her cluttered mind seemed to focus on everything except for the words on the pages, from the previous day, to her father, to the glances and chatter from last night, to Ash, to watching the twelve Pokemon dig into their food.

  They were currently in a comfortable lodge not too far from the mansion. Only Ivysaur had been to Shadowblood Village before, but she had been quick to explain everything to their teams, particularly Ash's due to their trainer's absence. Afterwards, the group's Pokemon freely enjoyed their breakfast while waiting for him. For as much weight had left Janine's shoulders seeing all twelve in one place and in one piece, the juvenile surge of frustration persisted the longer she ?ontinued trying to read. The poison specialist was not sure how long it took for her to give up, but with a huff (that she was embarrassed to have made out loud), she closed the book and resigned herself to watching them.

  The sight of Nebula was a collective relief for everybody, especially Pikachu, who predictably ate close to the Staravia. Her left wing, while mostly healed, would still be on the sore side, with advisement not to exert for the next couple of days. The bird whined about being effectively grounded, but the sympathies from the rest of the group cushioned the blow, even if only a little bit. As Pikachu ate, his eyes would occasionally wander to his friend's left wing, and Nebula knew she was picturing what it may have been like when she was shot down. She tried to ignore the lingering soreness in her wing in hopes of easing his concerns, but already knew that that too, would only cushion things.

  Next to Phenom, Tempest was the fastest eater. As was common, his evolution had sped up his appetite and heightened his hunger, which he would progressively adapt to over time. For now, eating bordered on being all the Kingler could think about, devouring his food with little regard for manners. Although he spared a couple of words for Tentacruel and Skrelp, the food in his larger bowl (which janine had requested be filled to the utmost, in addition to available seconds) was all that earned his attention until he finally noticed Valiant approaching him.

  The Kirlia had left his bowl nearby, only partially touched as he looked over his teammate. The river crab was far bigger than him now, which only gave him minor pause in his advance. By now, Phenom also surpassed him in height, the observing dinosaur having been snuck up on by a bit of a growth spurt over the course of their travels through Fuchsia. The young psychic tensed as Tempest slowed - then stopped - his messy eating to look back at him. With some effort, the two found each other's eyes as Valiant took a breath.

  And said thank you; for protecting him. And congratulations.

  Tempest blinked at the emotion Pokemon, but soon found the rest of his teammates (Janine's Pokemon included) voicing approvals of their own. Some congratulated him for evolving, which he had been especially set on ever since the appointment with Mr. Fuji in Lavender. Others commended him for the battle, or for keeping the remaining group safe. Even Nebula chirped in for a second, despite not being in the best mood.

  A weird, awkward feeling momentarily replaced a small portion of the Kingler's hunger before he replied back with his own comments, namely how Golbat had shown up just in time, or (with an approving grin) how Pikachu had stopped Caesar and his Kadabra from getting away. Realizing that Tempest was saying this in front of Glaceon, the mouse grew somewhat bashful, and wished he could shrink into a molecule when the ice type directly echoed the comment, looking right at him.

  Toxtricity saw his opportunity to chime in, punching a fist against his hand while reminiscing how he and Pikachu had toppled a juiced up Vigoroth together. By now, the electric type was prepared to flail his arms in fruitless plea, but was silently grateful when Beedrill cut in to remind the punk Pokemon that she was the one who dealt the finishing blow, in spite of the electric/poison type's insistence that his move was still the biggest.

  Breakfast became lively as the group chattered away, only Pikachu and Nebula being mostly quiet, even if some of the rest were more talkative than others. The sight convinced Janine to put away her book entirely - it wasn't like she was making much progress with it anyway. "I'm really glad you're all okay. We'll be… safe, here in the city."

  "We were worried about you, too." Valiant turned to her, speaking telepathically to translate what he was saying to the rest. "There's still so much to do, though…"

  "There is," her eyes fell on Nebula. "But I'm certain Ash wishes for a couple of easy days first." she added, trying to be reassuring.

  Tempest grunted. When the "easy days" were done, he'd be more than ready to have a go at Glaceon. With a smirk, he added, now that he's the strongest of the team.

  Glaceon huffed at his challenge, not sure whether to smirk or stick out her tongue. She was willing to wait to shut him up.

  When the door opened, all heads quickly turned to see Ruunia lead Ash into the room. For the first time that day, he beamed, and Pikachu and Phenom were quick to rush over to him, momentarily leaving behind what was left of their food. As they drew closer to him, it abruptly occurred to the boy how much bigger the Tyrunt was than when he had first hatched. The realization inspired him to consider rereading Elacia's notes.

  "Good spirits, I see." Ruunia's pink eyes scoped all parties in the room before falling on Janine last.

  The girl rose to her feet and offered a small bow of the head. "Good morning, Ruunia."

  "You as well, miss. I hope you know your absence has been felt these past few months."

  "I am flattered." She smiled and made stiff eye contact with the old woman. "I see you two have met?"

  "Introducing myself was only polite," Ruunia affirmed. "And how have things been for? You seem to have done well for yourself." She looked at the girl's team, most of whom eyed her with curiosity.

  "I am fairly satisfied, yes." Janine replied steadily. "And it seems things have been going fine here as well? This place has not changed an atom."

  "Only difference was you not being here, I can assure." Ruunia assured. "I'm sure there is much to talk about, but I'll leave you all be for now." turning back to Ash, she nodded a farewell. "Good to meet you, Mr. Ketchum." As he gave her his own goodbye, she departed without another word.

  Nebula was the first he went too. Pikachu followed him on the way, and would have climbed to his shoulder had he not still had a bowl of food waiting for him. The Staravia looked up to meet her trainer's eyes, feeling somewhat soothed as his hand rested on her head. "I'm really glad you're okay, Nebula." Her responsive coo eased him as well before his gaze traveled around the room. All twelve Pokemon - and Janine - were accounted for. It almost made the brawl with the Zangoose feel like a dream. Perhaps it was the sight of Tempest that reminded him it wasn't. "I never got the chance to really congratulate you, did I big guy? You sure saved our skins out there."

  He half expected a satisfied smirk from the crab, or a clicking of the pincers. Instead, what he got was a decently comfortable smile, albeit the accompanying gurgle was not any less satisfied. Finally, he nodded gratefully to Janine, who had been watching him since Ruunia left. "Thanks for looking after them. And sorry I didn't get up earlier."

  "I assure you it was no big deal," the girl sat back in her chair, feeling a bit more relaxed at his arrival. "How did you sleep?"

  "I had a good night, for the most part…" Ash admitted that last one with mild hesitance. He could feel Valiant staring at him. "Things just feel…" After trailing off, he could see the frown halfway forming on her face, and he wasn't sure if finding a way to finish his sentence would have improved or worsened things.

  "You're uncomfortable, aren't you?" as if a base instinct, the girl's eyes darted to Valiant.

  "I'm not trying too…" Ash paused to find his words. It helped. "I'll admit, I… didn't really consider you inviting me over."

  Janine had known it was coming, and to her frustration, felt a fist in her stomach. Before leaving home, most kids her age struggled making it through a conversation with her, even pleasant ones. Inviting a potential friend over was as out of the question as anything in comparison. The boy in front of her was the only peer who was neither ignorant to nor deterred by who she was.

  "I thought you would prefer that over staying in the Center alone." her hands rested on her lap. 'That was my excuse.'

  The guilt on his face was like a second punch.

  "That's not what I was trying to…" all of a sudden Ash could feel the atmosphere around him shifting. The reunion was over: All of the emotions had settled in, and now the twelve Pokemon in the room were either trying to focus on their meals instead, or unable to decide. Valiant's attention shifted from one trainer to the other every now and then, picking at his bowl more slowly than he ever recalled eating before. "I've just never really… done this before."

  "Done…" Janine repeated before the understanding set in. It made sense. "You mean slept over at a friend's home."

  She was not sure how his nod made her feel. "I've been babysat at my neighbors' house before, Trucy's grandparents. And my mom babysits her sometimes, so she's stayed over with us." Janine recalled Ash telling her a few stories about Trucy. "Apart from that, no."

  It was so much easier for her to consider it all now, of all times. The Oak boy's clique had made sure that no kid their age would be caught dead with Ash in their house, let alone spending so much as a night. Janine could feel a hollow bitterness behind her eyes as she recalled her confrontation with the spiky haired boy back at Benver's Lodging.

  "Forgive me, dearest friend." She chose to stand up when saying that. "I did not consider your feelings."

  Ash hated that her apology exacerbated his discomfort, and was relieved when it seemed he managed not to show it. "Janine, I'm not trying to make you the bad guy in this. I just thought I should explain myself. You did nothing wrong."

  That was a bit relieving, but she still said. "I apologize nevertheless-"

  "I'm sorry." he felt ironic interrupting with an apology. "You've never had anyone over like this before, right?"

  Janine bit her lip. It was a practice she had started getting used to away from home, but doing it here, she suddenly felt uneasy, and a little bit grateful that nobody else was there to see. "I have not."

  The two trainers studied one another, and the silence proved comforting. It was like that sometimes.

  "I'm glad you wanted me over," Ash broke the silence after the tension had evaporated. "It means a lot."

  "Thank you," she sat back down. "But I mean it; I'm not trying to make you uncomfortable."

  "I know that," he sat next to Pikachu and Nebula, and saw Valiant focusing more on his food from the corner of his eye. "I was mostly thinking about… I know you."

  "But not my family," she confirmed. This wasn't just "staying at a friend's house" for him. There were so many factors in play. "Aside from Ruunia, have you met anyone else?"

  "I apologize if you're feeling uncomfortable, but I can assure you there is no hostility, they are simply curious."

  "Chef Brooks." Having finished his bowl, Pikachu climbed to his trainer's shoulder, smiling at the welcoming nudge Ash offered. "Nobody's given me trouble, I just don't really know how they see me."

  She didn't seem too surprised to hear that. "I doubt anyone was expecting me to bring a guest back, especially after being gone."

  "Ruunia did say something like that," he confirmed. "She said everyone was curious about me." he raised a hand. "But that's fine."

  "Are you sure?"

  "I promise. But how did you sleep?"

  "No nightmares," she said. "There is a lot on my mind, though." Ivysaur moved beside her, and she turned her head to the window while gently patting his.

  "Last night," he started, and she looked back at him. "Is it always like that?"

  "Just about everybody here knows me," Janine nodded. "I'm used to it, but I'm also used to being away."

  "Where nobody knows you." Ash scratched Nebula's neck. "Like how I didn't…"

  "Yeah."

  At this point, their teams had gone back to mingling. Only Pikachu, Nebula and Ivysaur chose to stay with their trainers, while the others split up discussing anything from the travels through the wilderness to get to the city, what they thought of it so far, plans for training, the upcoming Gym, or basic, aimless conversation.

  Ash's focus remained on her, and the look on her face brought his mind back to multiple conversations in the past.

  Once more, he took the leap.

  "I know how you feel, Janine." Ash rolled his eyes as Pikachu removed his cap, placing it backwards on his own head and posing to an amused Nebula. The bird definitely seemed cheered up. "I'm sure I do, anyway. I really miss my hometown, but to be honest, there's so much I don't miss that it makes nostalgia a bit weird. I know it's not the same, but being away for so long really has me thinking, too. Once I go back, I'm going back to Gary's group, and all the other kids who follow them around."

  "It will be different this time." Janine said. "You are different. They will be in for a big surprise when they see who you've become."

  "Hopefully it's that simple." he said, giggling as Pikachu passed the cap to Nebula, who wore it sideways while Ivysaur chuckled from next to Janine. "Next to Gary it should be easy, but it's not the same kind of thing. He has two friends on the road, who are also trainers now. Angelina and Sarah, they've both made life rough for me too. If I run into either of them they'll try to cause trouble for sure. But I'll just battle them, that is easy. Going home to the whole crowd? I'm not afraid of them, I won't take it. But I know it's going to happen. It won't be a chance encounter like it's been with Gary."

  "You've made plenty of friends away from home," Janine observed. During downtime, the duo had had plenty of casual stories to share. Ash had told her about Rick, Emily, Laura, Maria, and Ryan. She had met Misty, and obviously Caleb. "But Pallet Town is its own bubble. An ignorant bubble. It's like stepping into another world."

  "And that's how you feel, right?" Ash studied her face. "You've gotten to know people who don't know you're…" he gestured his hand around the room. "All of this. Wipe the slate clean. And now you're back here."

  The smile on her face was small, but something about it spoke to Ash. There were a lot of things about Janine that did.

  The look faded as her purple eyes stiffened. "But as you said, you're not going to let them win, right? Your so-called "peers", I mean."

  "Them?" Ash snorted. "They've already lost. I'm not looking forward to seeing them, honestly I'd prefer to just never run into any of them again. But I can't go home without that happening, so I'll be ready. Shove my badge case in their faces, or tell them off. Whatever works. I'm not gonna brag but I am gonna make a point. And if I hurt their feelings they can go crying to Gary."

  Janine's eyes were radiant. "I'm happy to know the new Ash Ketchum."

  "And I only know one Janine, like I told you back in Lavender." Pikachu handed the cap back to him, and Ash looked the poison specialist in the eye with all of the confidence - and none of the anger - that he had directed towards Gary. "Kyo Clan or not, you're still the best friend I can ask for. Anyone who's afraid of "Leader Koga's daughter" doesn't know what they're missing."

  And with that her mind was cluttered again. All she could do was blink once as her eyes found it difficult to meet his. Only this time, the clutter did not last too long. "Ash, I… could take everything you just said and say it back to you, and I'd mean every word, but you deserve more effort than that."

  "You've done plenty for me already." he insisted.

  Her lips cracked slightly upwards. "And there we are again."

  The silence that nearly came was cut short by two sets of escalating giggles. At first they were quiet, and hardly audible, but the volume increased, and for a moment, even the shame she felt over such childish behavior faded.

  It lasted just long enough for the pair to be content, before she left her chair to stand next to Ash, who was getting ready to rise himself as Pikachu and Nebula joined the others - without his hat. Ivysaur followed her at first, but broke off midway through when Pikachu and Nebula did, following them instead.

  "On that note," she nodded in the Staravia's direction. "Nurse Joy wanted me to relay that Nebula should not be flying for roughly the next two days. But you were planning on settling in for now anyway, right?"

  "Yeah." Ash nodded, attention falling on the Staravia, who was now conversing with Beedrill as Ivysaur went to Tentacruel, Valiant and Phenom. Pikachu was going to join them, but changed course when he saw Glaceon headed in that direction as well, instead going to Tempest and Skrelp, where she had previously been. "I'm gonna be here for a while. Big to-do list, and it's not even fully written yet."

  'Which prolongs us splitting up.' Janine did not say it outloud, although the sad smile still made it to her face before her expression shifted to an encouraging glint. "Well, nothing writes a to-do list like a tour." Her hand lightly gripped his shoulder. "Honestly, it's a day on its own to show you around. Even outside of the mansion, there are the training grounds, the orchard, farm, the village has a lot. And that's not even getting into the city itself. Should we go soon now that-"

  The door opened, and her mouth sewed shut.

  Akira entered the room. His black ponytail was tied identical to the previous night, and his green eyes quickly surveyed the room, unresponsive to the gazes of either trainer's team as he made his way to the pair. Ash, up close, saw Janine's expression lose all ease. The girl's face turned steel and focused, exchanging head bows with her cousin before saying so much of a word. "Akira. Good morning."

  "Good morning, Janine." he repeated before briefly directing his attention to Ash. "And to you as well, Mr. Ketchum. I trust you are doing well?"

  Disappointment came over Ash. Once more, he felt the atmosphere slipping away, but he nodded and straightened his posture as his and Akira's eyes met. "I have, sir. I hope the same goes for you."

  "It does." There was something about Akira's response that felt different. The inflection had changed, a little bit more pleasant, albeit still stoic.

  "I was planning on showing Ash around today," Janine spoke up, and Akira's attention landed back on her. "The village and the city."

  The original tone returned in his reply. "Of course, we did not have the chance last night. I'm sure your father would be willing to leave that to you, but he wishes to see you before he leaves for work. I've been sent to bring you to him."

  Janine's steel expression turned stiff. "Immediately, then." she affirmed, not noticing Valiant's gaze.

  "Yes." his hand absentmindedly tugged on his belt, where nine Poke Balls rested. "I'm sure you'll have lots to talk about, but he is on a tight schedule after last night."

  He did not need to say anything else for her to know. "Understood, cousin. I…" her stiff face morphed into a half frown as she looked back at Ash. She was offered an understanding nod, and with a breath, returned her focus to Akira. "He is in his office, I presume?"

  "He is," Akira confirmed. He briefly placed a guiding hand on her back as she walked past him. Ash made sure his posture remained straight as Akira looked back at him next. "My apologies, Mr. Ketchum, but Leader Koga wishes this to be private."

  "I understand, sir." Ash nodded, feeling Pikachu on his shoulder once more.

  Janine looked back, pausing with another breath. "Would you mind watching the others?"

  "Of course," he responded quickly. He owed her for that anyway, given that she had just done the same.

  "Thanks…" her eyes grew less stiff than the rest of her face. "I'll be back."

  There was a small void when she and Akira exited the lodge and headed back to the mansion, and without realizing it, Ash found himself planted in a chair. Pikachu (now on his head), Tentacruel, Beedrill, Valiant and Ivysaur looked to him, while the others looked quietly at the door before mildly mingling.

  "Is something wrong, Valiant?" the Kirlia must have realized he had been looking at Ash a bit differently than the rest, and glanced away with a blush.

  "It's fine, Ash. So what's the mansion like, from what you've seen?"