There were many things to say about the star of Kalos.
Diantha was graceful, beautiful, and confident. She moved with an aura that felt dominating yet welcoming enough to create an ethereal attraction that turned the heads around her. Cynthia had no reason to deny that the fairy-like woman was powerful in ways that she wasn't.
It unnerved her at first. The woman could connect with others so easily that it was almost unnatural in the way she could sneak past a person's guard. She experienced it firsthand when they entered the plane. She had the opportunity to be seated next to her and while she would have preferred sitting next to Red, she wouldn't deny having some semblance of curiosity for the actress.
That thought wasn't one-sided.
"I didn't realize quite how famous you are, Cynthia."
The blonde blinked as the lady beside her smiled. She returned it with an exasperated but well-meaning one. "My reputation is vastly overexaggerated." It was the truth. She knew in the back of her mind that she had started growing a following, but it couldn't be as large as the one this woman had, surely.
Apparently, Diantha disagreed.
The star released a breath in amusement. "For now, perhaps, but once I began learning more about you and Red, the more I realized just what kind of trainer I was facing in the league."
Cynthia cracked a smile. "Attention is something that he avoids if he can help it. His accomplishments speak for themselves though. He's a great trainer."
"And in association, you as well. You've performed amazingly in both the frontier and league conferences," Diantha said. The Sinnoh native looked at the woman curiously when she gave the blonde a sly smile. That normally spelled trouble. "There's a lot of things they say about you two, y'know?"
This could go many ways.
"Most of them are rumors, I assure you." The things people said about her could range from mundane to fantastical. She learned to filter them out over the years. Traveling, learning, and working her way up to champion was what mattered. What people said about her didn't really reach her radar unless they were from her rivals, friends, and family.
"Some do look convincing," Diantha hummed in thought. "There are some that are prevalent, of course. Is it true that you and Red are an item?"
Her thoughts froze.
...
What?!
Her entire face blossomed a cherry red as she stared at the innocently smiling actress. Out of all the things she had to say, it had to be that. The star of Kalos truly was a cunning woman! And she thought Caitlin was a vixen! Diantha was an entirely different league! Cynthia shook her head hastily, "Of course not! Nothing but rumors and hearsay. We've never been in that kind of relationship."
She was glad that Red wasn't nearby to hear this. She couldn't imagine what he'd think. Would he approve? Would he find it weird? A part of her wanted to find out, but another part was too scared to even contemplate the thought.
She ignored the fluttering in her stomach as flashes of what could be entered her mind. Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!
"There's something there though," Diantha teased. The girl's eyes sparkled as she watched Cynthia squirm. "Childhood friends since the young age of ten, traveling together and apart for years, and being there for each other for multiple leagues, it makes sense that people would assume."
Well, if she had to say it like that, it did look rather intimate!
"We're just friends, Diantha."
"But you're hoping for something more?" Diantha's sly words entered her mind like honey. Cynthia steeled herself as she glared at the actress even when her cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment.
"We're just friends," Cynthia emphasized. She gave the smiling woman a firm stare. The girl acknowledged it, but her next words made her blood run cold.
"Then you wouldn't mind if I pursue him then."
This woman...
"Red is too busy trying to be champion to have a relationship."
"That won't take long," the star of Kalos rebutted easily enough. "He held himself well against the champion of Kalos. I have no doubt that he'll reach it."
"He's not interested in those kinds of things."
"How would you know?" Diantha's words touched her brain like silk. Soft and inviting. "Have you tried?"
Cynthia struggled to come up with an adequate response. There was none. She released a breath in defeat before looking outside the plane window. "No."
Diantha smiled softly at her admittance before moving on to other rumors. She was thankful for that. Cynthia had enough of this teasing from grandma Carolina. She didn't need it from someone else too. Outside of this woman's teasing, the actress was a pleasure to be around. She was unsurprisingly knowledgeable in battle despite her desired profession. They talked about topics that ranged from different encounters to sharing strategies and tactics that they learned on their travels.
She couldn't help but hold onto the thoughts planted by the sly woman, however.
Cynthia had garnered a myriad of rivals throughout her journey, but rarely had she needed to compete for Red's attention. The star of Kalos was both similar and different from the other rivals she'd made and the thought was intimidating. Never did she have a rival for something other than combat.
This was unknown territory and she didn't know how much she liked it.
XXX
Her first step into Alola was one of new experiences and trepidation.
Cynthia was a bit inexperienced when it came to taking long breaks. She had always been pursuing her dream and while she knew to take a step back and enjoy the world around her, spending some time to relax in Alola was daunting. The Sinnoh native could tell Red was in the same boat. He was always relentless in his pursuit. His goal was so close that it was understandable that the trainer wanted to continue gaining enough strength to finally reach it.
But after seven years of constant traveling, fighting, and training, didn't they deserve a break?
As Cynthia and her party stepped onto the warm sands of Melemele Island, she couldn't help but admire the beauty of the region. The crystal clear oceans were littered with people and Pokemon. The large bustling activity of everyone enjoying the beaches was a rare sight for her.
Excitement shined in Red and Pikachu's eyes. Just from that look alone could she say that this trip would be worth it.
"Alola truly is one of a kind." A melodious voice spoke. Of course, it would have been even better if it was just the two of them, but she couldn't have it all. She turned to see Diantha walking behind her, the star of Kalos smiling as the woman basked in the warm sun.
Diantha's Pokemon were beside the actress. Cynthia had her own out as well. This was a vacation and their team worked just as hard as them in accomplishing their dreams. She expected the ones Diantha called upon. They were the same team that fought alongside her in the league.
Red's was a different case.
"I didn't know you have a Donphan," Diantha cooed as she patted the calm elephant Pokemon. The actress's gaze swept throughout the beach. "Or any of these Pokemon for that matter." The rising star looked at the lazing Kingler and sleeping Noctowl that were alongside Red's Pikachu and Greninja. Red did have a very large team. Normally, he would just bring his Pikachu to a new region. Bringing more was an interesting choice on her rival's part.
Her rival took one last look at the beach before cracking a smile at the Kalos native. "My Pokemon are the reason why I've reached this far, Diantha. All of them should enjoy it."
"That is fair," Diantha grinned, "I'm interested in getting to know all of your Pokemon then. Just what haven't you been telling me in your journey, Red?"
"I haven't been hiding anything."
"Right," the actress's tone made it known just what she thought of that. "You just don't mention it."
He cleared his throat. "It was never brought up."
"We'll need to correct that," Diantha said, "We have an entire year to get to know each other. It would be poor manners if I didn't know more about the person I've been traveling with."
"I'm sure you'll get to talk to him about that later," Cynthia crossed her arms. "Red and I need to speak with Samson Oak for our lodgings." She smiled sweetly at the actress. "Your manager, Kathi Lee, must already have a place for you to stay."
The Kalos star stared with amusement. "You're not wrong, but I am sure Kathi can make arrangements for both of you to live nearby."
"We wouldn't want to be a bother," Cynthia replied with a deceptively innocent tone.
"Oh, it's no bother at all!"
"My grandmother already made arrangements," the Sinnoh native continued, "We wouldn't want to waste her efforts. We're truly sorry."
Diantha sighed with the same deceptively understanding voice, "Well, it can't be helped."
Cynthia mentally gave herself a pat on the back. There was no way she was letting the actress live anywhere near Red! Just the thought made her uncomfortable. While she trusted Red with all her heart, the same couldn't be said for Diantha. She just met her. It would be much better if their lodgings were somewhere else. That was definitely right. It would be much better if it were just the two of them.
Yes.
Just the two of them.
For an entire year.
...
She looked away lest Red saw her blushing face. All she had to do was not let the star of Kalos ruin this at least.
"Let me join you on your trip there then!"
Drats.
XXX
What made a champion?
Was it their grit? Was it determination? Skill?
It was a question that appeared from time to time for Samson Oak. He was a principal for future Pokemon trainers and before that, he was a Pokemon professor much like his cousin, the prestigious and famous Samuel.
Alola had no champion, though he knew some with the ambition to change the status quo. Despite that, after teaching and studying with a great many trainers, he understood that there was a spark in the eyes of those with the potential to be champions.
Sammy had that spark. He became Kanto's champion.
And when he stared at the three before him, he couldn't help but smile. They had it too.
"You must be Samson Oak." The man stepped forward, offering his hand. He took it. It was a firm shake. "It's an honor."
"And you're Red Satoshi," Samson let go and took the offered hands of the other two. "That means that you both must be Cynthia Shirona and Diantha Carnet!"
"You've heard of us?" Diantha blinked with surprise.
"Some by association, others by reputation," he replied before turning towards Cynthia, "Your grandmother called in a favor to give you and your friend lodging. Needless to say, you are more than welcome here in Alola. Please enjoy yourselves to your heart's content!"
"Thank you," Cynthia smiled.
"If you could greet some of the students as well, that would be Swell-ow, you know?" His smile grew at the surprised expressions when he morphed his face to a caricature of the Pokemon mentioned. His smile only brightened even more at Red's growing amusement. "It's not every day that my students get to meet three league winners."
"I understand," Red answered with a smile, "I don't see Wynaut."
Oh, this one was promising.
"That's the Spirit-omb!" Oak laughed. "Keep it up and you may have a Chansey to reach my level!" The principal smirked before placing both arms on his hips. "I think this will do for introductions. I hope you'll enjoy your stay. We Alolans pride ourselves in our hospitality and Comfey-ness!"
"This will do," Cynthia nodded before Red could reply. The man playfully pouted at her interruption but otherwise kept his mouth shut. Samson silently kept their dynamic to himself as he returned it with a friendly beam.
"Then I'll see you later, Feraligatr!"
Diantha and Cynthia's befuddled faces and Red's laugh made him remember better days. Ah, youth.
XXX
The first time they met, he wasn't quite sure what to make of him.
Trainers came in all shapes and sizes. Kukui understood this. He had to be open to the various personalities that come and go throughout his Pokemon journey.
He had met honorable and powerful trainers, those that proved that strength manifested through discipline and relentless training, like his teacher, Hala. He met others that took victories through underhanded strategies and tactics, winning through deception and intelligence like his fellow apprentice, Guzma. He even knew some that did not pursue battle at all, taking a more devoted role in Pokemon research like Burnet.
Some might ask what he was, in the grand scheme of things. Chasing the thrill of combat while having an honest interest in Pokemon moves should be tough, right? He would always answer truthfully.
Why not be both?
He was Kukui, the Masked Royal and he was also Kukui, the Pokemon Professor.
Though no one knew of the former and the Alolan was currently studying to become the latter.
It wasn't impossible, but it was taxing to travel the world to meet the various fighters and researchers of every region. It allowed for wisdom and insight, however, and he would often hear through word of mouth about the Pokemon League. It was an amazing concept. The idea of a champion sounded so cool to him. Alola deserved a champion.
He had a vested interest in having one in his home. Research of both the organization and Pokemon moves would often occupy his thoughts. The professor-in-training would read the comings and goings of the many conferences that were held and knew of the many promising trainers that surfaced to challenge the league.
So when he saw Diantha, the dazzling actress that stole the hearts of her people, he was surprised. When he saw Cynthia, the famous trainer that took the world by storm, that surprise became awe. Kukui was downright breathless when Red, the enigmatic trainer that fans whispered about in excitement, stepped out of the school.
Oh my Arceus.
A myriad of questions swam in his mind. What were they doing here? Could he ask for a battle? Could he battle all three of them? Could he have some tips? Could he take a look at the Greninja that threw that gigantic shuriken? That was not an average Water Shuriken!
He slapped his face and brought himself back to the real world. They were still here. Wow. They were real.
Just wait 'til Burnet hears about this!
Luckily, he didn't have to do much because while the two women were talking to the students, Red noticed him and waved. Kukui didn't know when his feet walked toward the trainer. All he knew was that he saw an opportunity and he took it.
"Alola," the man offered his hand. "I'm Red."
"Alola!" He took the offer and shook firmly. "Kukui."
Red smiled at his appearance. "You look a little too young to be a professor."
It was a reasonable assumption to make. Despite the lab coat, his youth betrayed him. "That's because I'm not one. Not yet anyway," he scratched his head, "I'm in training."
"Must be hard work."
"It is, but I wouldn't trade it for the world." To learn from the wise and powerful Hala and the intelligent and experienced Samson was an honor he was absolutely blessed to have. "It can get quite busy, exhausting even, but I can't imagine myself being anything else. Some things are just worth it, you know?"
"I could imagine." His words seemed to have brightened up the trainer. "With that attitude, I'm sure you'll do great."
"I appreciate it," Kukui beamed from his heartfelt words, "It's not every day you get encouragement from a trainer that almost conquered the Pokemon League!"
The black-haired man wasn't surprised at all, though he raised an eyebrow at his declaration. "You've heard of me."
"Anyone interested in the league would know of you," he said, "I saw your latest match. That Greninja is absolutely fascinating. I would love to meet it." The scientific community was quite enamored with the amphibious shinobi ever since its showing at the Lumiose Conference, Sycamore and Rowan especially. He was no exception. That gigantic shuriken was a mystery waiting to be discovered.
"I do have him with me," Red showed his pokeball. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind seeing some new faces. That's what we're here for anyway." He lowered the pokeball. "We're taking a break after the last conference."
It was as if a Thunderbolt struck his heart at that moment. It nearly skipped a beat!
"Are you sure?" The battler within him was stoked to see such a strong Pokemon while the researcher in his mind was ready to spew out a thousand different questions. "N-Not that I am saying no or anything." He laughed, scratching the back of his head. "Just know that once I get to meet with the guy, there'll be No Retreat!"
On second thought, he shouldn't have asked. What if he decided to change his mind?
Red laughed, from either the move-related pun or from his sudden shift in behavior, he had no clue. His worries were put to rest when the trainer easily agreed. "I'm sure, but in exchange, why don't you show us around Alola?"
"That's no problem at all," Kukui said, "I know a lot of cool places. You wouldn't believe the beauty of Alola, especially on a Sunny Day. I bet you'll be Astonish-ed by some of the things here. It'll be a Gigavolt Havoc of a good time!"
There was silence before Red's lips twitched upward at the attempt. "You finished?"
"Too much?"
"A little bit."
"Ouch. That hurt more than an All-Out Pummeling."
Red groaned.
XXX
A new region, a new look.
It was a saying Diantha liked to say a lot and it was that reasoning that lead to Cynthia's current situation. The Sinnoh native sat on one of the benches of the Hau'oli City Shopping Mall. It was one of the first places that the actress insisted they head to the moment they stepped into Melemele Island.
She couldn't deny its importance. While she did pack up beforehand, there were a few things she wouldn't mind purchasing for herself so she didn't put up much of a fight when the star of Kalos suggested it. She was looking forward to it, all things considered.
While she liked her usual style, the long-sleeved black and dark grey clothing could get a bit hot in some cases. She would need something more fit for tropical weather.
She would need something to compliment her looks. Something that Red would like.
She paused.
In a purely platonic sense, of course. She didn't feel threatened at all whenever Diantha showed off all her fancy dresses or whenever the girl gets physically close to her Re-rival. Rival. Yeah, that. Yes. Of course.
"Are you alright?"
And she clearly didn't yelp when Red appeared beside her, tilting his head in befuddlement at her behavior. "Y-Yes," Cynthia cleared her throat. "Just thinking of things."
"Oh?" Red set down the bag of his own purchases and sat beside her. "What kind of things?"
"Clothing," Cynthia decided that a portion of the truth was better than lies, "It's hard to decide."
"I guess we can't all be like Diantha," Red laughed. She joined in. That much was obvious. The actress could be seen going from place to place, finding and taking what she desired with an ease that she was envious of. The girl knew what she wanted. It was admirable. "I wouldn't worry about it. I'm sure you'd look good in anything."
Her cheeks darkened at his words. Leave it to him to say the nicest things. Cynthia needed a distraction before she exploded from embarrassment. "W-Well, how about you? Found anything you like?"
"Just a few things," Red smiled, taking out a new hat which he plopped on Pikachu's head. It was similar in style to his old one, red and black with a white pokeball design. Her rival always did tend to stick with similar themes though she couldn't say much herself. She did the same. "I'm not that into fashion so I just pick what I'm comfortable with."
"I'm sure it'll suit you regardless," Cynthia nudged him playfully on the shoulder, "You have a distinct style," she said, "and Pikachu would make it work anyways. He could rock any look."
Red sighed when Pikachu nodded in agreement. He grinned good-naturedly, "Can't argue with that. Still, we really should find something for you too."
"You don't need to worry about it."
"You've barely touched a single piece of clothing since we got here," Red mentioned. "I am pretty sure Diantha filled up three bags since."
"Maybe I should stick with what I'm currently wearing."
"Diantha wouldn't allow it," Red chuckled.
"I am not like her," she sighed.
"You are not," Red agreed. "You're Cynthia Shirona, future champion of Sinnoh. I'd be worried if you were anyone else." He gave her a small nudge. She started at the touch but turned to see him staring at her warmly. "Just be you."
Her cheeks burned as she shyly smiled at his heartfelt words. He always knew what to say. It could be so unfair sometimes. She looked away before giving a slight nod. "Okay," her tone was light before speaking louder when an idea popped into her mind, "but you're coming with me."
Red coughed. "Why?"
"To help me pick, of course."
"I'm not sure why you would want my opinion," Red replied, "I'm not exactly a fashionista."
"On the contrary, your opinion matters the most." He tilted his head in confusion, but she ignored it as she stood up, pulling her rival along with her. Yes. This would do. She remembered a beautiful sky blue sleeveless shirt that she considered moments ago. Maybe she could show it to him and let him judge it for her.
In the back of her mind, she already knew what he was going to say.
I'm sure you'd look good in anything.
He really needed to watch his words sometimes. He could give a girl the wrong idea.
XXX
Meeting an island kahuna was a different experience from any gym leader or Elite Four Cynthia ever met.
Days passed and Red's new friend helped introduce them to the first of the four that they had to challenge to complete the island trials.
There was just something about them that radiated a different aura of power. Gym leaders were varied, their might tested and proven through a myriad of challenges. They could be anything, from gardeners to miners to scientists. The Elite Four above them felt even grander. They were pillars of support that held the entire region together. They were the elite of the elite, the final roadblock before challenging the strongest trainer of the land. Their origins and how they came to be were all different.
The island kahunas were similar, but they held something completely unique to them.
They were chosen for the role. The legendary guardians that breathed life into Alola picked them to reign over an entire island's trials. Their might and majesty were ever-present throughout the region and their title was held until their final breaths. It was fascinating to Cynthia to learn about a culture so distinct from the many places she had been to.
And she had been to a lot of places.
As they walked with Hala, an old but hearty man, to the ruins along with his two apprentices, Kukui and Guzma, she could see the wisdom in his eyes. He must have experienced a lot. Fought a lot too, considering his title.
Kahunas apparently couldn't refuse the role once given. How interesting!
"So you've seen Tapu Koko before?" Diantha's eyes roved around the ancient stone that was coming into view. She wasn't the only one. Cynthia analyzed it with a keener eye. This place must have been so old! It excited her.
"I have," Hala confirmed. He released a boisterous laugh as they reached the entrance to the Ruins of Conflict. "I can still remember it clear as day. Tapu Koko's magnificence was far beyond any Pokemon I have ever met. A legendary in the flesh."
"It must have been something to behold," the actress continued.
"It was," the kahuna said, "Our legendary Pokemon are considered more active than some of the ones in other regions, I've heard. Nonetheless, I didn't expect to meet with the island guardian at all in my lifetime. When it chose me to become the next kahuna, well, I couldn't believe it!"
"So the possibility of seeing it is still nonexistent," Diantha sighed with feigned sadness, "and here I was hoping to see Tapu Koko during my tenure here."
Hala chuckled, "Who knows? The guardian deities work in mysterious ways."
"Have you two seen Tapu Koko?" Cynthia directed the question to Hala's two apprentices.
"Other than some pictures, no," Kukui said. He scratched his chin. "Believe me, I've tried, but Pokemon like that won't show itself unless it wants to be seen."
Guzma clicked his tongue before sighing and shaking his head. "I haven't."
"Even when you can't see them, it doesn't mean that they aren't here," Red said, much to the surprise of Hala, "They watch over the islands of Alola. They tend to appear when needed."
"Why yes, young man," Hala looked at the trainer with intrigue, "The Tapus have always been like this. I imagine the legendaries of your regions are much different."
"The ones in Kalos are rarely if ever seen," Diantha nodded, "Some don't even believe that they are real."
"Ours are ingrained in Sinnoh's history," Cynthia added, "but it would be a lie to say that they are as active as the ones here. Alola is so different. It's amazing." She meant it. To know that their guardian deities were active participants in the island trials and the crowning of their leaders made it so interesting.
"I'm happy you think of Alola so fondly," Hala grinned before revealing the walkway which lead to the brightly colored altar at the end. "This is where we pray to Tapu Koko. Why don't you try it yourself? While Tapu Koko may not appear before us, I am sure it will hear our prayers."
"Thank you," Cynthia smiled. "I'll happily do it."
"It would be an honor," Diantha said.
Red didn't answer, but he smiled and nodded in thanks as they walked up to the meticulously clean altar. It was the tidiest part of the ruins, which wasn't a surprise to Cynthia. Despite the historic significance of the site - and by Arceus, she wanted nothing more than to inspect it - the place was still being used by the people here.
They began their prayer, following Hala's lead in the small ceremony. Cynthia couldn't help but notice how natural Red looked as he joined the kahuna. He looked so peaceful and his movements felt so practiced. Pikachu never looked happier. It was mesmerizing. She had to force herself to look away when the others closed their eyes in prayer. She followed suit, praying for good fortune for herself and those around her.
Zip.
She didn't expect her prayers to be answered so soon!
FWOOSH.
She almost missed it.
Her hair stood up as blinding electric currents surged through the ruins. Guzma and Kukui gasped as they spun at the sound of lightning. Her eyes widened. No way. The rest shifted to look at the source. She joined them.
Majestic. Exotic. Noble.
Those were the first three words that cropped up in her mind when she saw the floating electric deity. It was like no legendary she ever read about. It didn't have the almighty aura of divinity that was recorded in Sinnoh's texts or the inspiring warmth she felt when she first saw Ho-Oh. No, this was a completely different beast. Its form implied protection. Its colors showcased beauty and force.
Its presence demanded respect.
Even Hala seemed surprised at the legendary's presence and he'd seen him plenty of times before. "Tapu Koko."
The electric-type didn't deign to respond to the kahuna, instead preferring to regard the group with something akin to curiosity. She used that time to engrave the legendary into her memory. This might be her only time to see it and she wasn't going to pass it up!
The room flashed yellow as it reappeared in front of them. They jumped at the sudden movement. Tapu Koko passed them and instead tapped onto her rival's chest softly with its massive claws before backing off to the walkway of the ruins. There was silence as their side watched the waiting electric fairy-type with confusion.
Guzma spoke what was in everyone's mind. "What just happened?"
Hala hummed, "I think it's requesting a Pokemon battle."
"You're kidding?" Guzma stared at Red and Tapu Koko with skepticism. In response to that, the legendary electric-type trilled in a challenging cry, sparks flying off of it with clear intensity. He flinched. "You're not kidding..."
"No way." Kukui's smile stretched across his face with excitement.
"Well, young man," Hala laughed as he patted the contemplative trainer on the back. "I cannot say I've seen this happen in all my years as a kahuna. What do you say? Care to fight our illustrious guardian?"
Red was silent as he regarded the situation. He turned to his faithful partner. "What do you think, Pikachu?" The mouse's cheeks sparked as he prepared to hop off Red's shoulder. The mouse's enthusiastic cry made the answer obvious. The trainer gazed back at the legendary with something Cynthia could only interpret as respect. "It's not every day you get to fight a legendary Pokemon. We accept, Tapu Koko."
FLASH!
The entire place was painted gold as intense electricity flowed throughout the battlefield. Pikachu was about to jump into battle but stopped as one of Red's pokeballs forced itself open. Cynthia raised a brow as the intruding Pokemon slammed into the ground with a defiant roar.
Stomp.
The outburst of wind from the beast's mere flap of its wings sent the party stumbling back. Such force! Cynthia took a moment to analyze the Pokemon. She knew this particular fighter for quite some time though she didn't have the honor of seeing him battle in person in years. What was he doing out?
The air around her became hotter. Cynthia's eyes widened.
Oh.
He wanted to fight.
XXX
Charizard reared his head up at the floating deity.
So this is one of Alola's gods?
Despite its size, the aura it presented was obvious. Power and grace combined to create electric divinity.
Impressive.
With experienced eyes, he studied his foe. The guardian was a warrior. Not a surprise. He was a warrior too. That wasn't a stretch to say by any means. It was often the norm for his kind. They rage, they fight, and they win. His evolutionary line demanded respect and those that earned it get a fighter that would battle tooth and claw for victory.
It was what attracted him to Red in the first place. He wasn't the first to notice and he wouldn't be the last. His trainer was just like him, and though he liked to hide it from the world, Charizard's eyes were keener than most.
His trainer, his friend, was fighting for something.
He didn't know what, but he didn't care. He had a reason to grow stronger. That was enough for him. He proved his strength. He earned his loyalty. There was a light at the end of the tunnel and the fire-type would do what was expected of him to help his trainer reach the end of that tunnel.
It didn't matter what it was and while some of his companions might ask, theorize, and wonder about Red's intentions, all Charizard would require of him was to point at the target. He'd do the rest.
He was a warrior, one loyal to his king.
And when his king was to go up against a foe so grand and almighty as this one, why not let his warrior be the vanguard? Wrath surged through him as plumes of smoke began leaking out of his mouth. He fought plenty of opponents for his trainer, but not many could claim to clash with a Pokemon of legendary status.
A Pokemon above Pokemon.
A suitable opponent to test his mettle.
"Charizard?" He turned to his trainer. Red studied him for a moment longer. "You want to battle?" He nodded. The man contemplated before sighing with feigned exasperation. Despite that, the grin on his trainer's face told the fire-type all that he needed to know. He would battle. Permission granted, he turned back to the threat before them.
The flame on his tail erupted as he roared his challenge towards the electric-type. Tapu Koko regarded him before nodding. Challenge received. Good.
VROOOOOM!
Wings blasted off like a rocket. Tapu Koko only had a moment to block the strike as Steel Wing crashed into the fairy-type with an ominous crack. Electrifying radiance danced with eruptive embers. It was an aerial power struggle. Flamethrowers collided with Discharge. Steel Wing met Steel Wing. None of it truly landed. His foe was like a wall, uncompromising and stalwart.
He was a fighter that battled and conquered the Elite Four yet this Pokemon met him measure for measure.
Good.
He would be disappointed otherwise.
Biting thunder empowered by electric terrain struck the flying-type like divine judgment. He crashed down. A god met a mortal and found it wanting. Giant claws grabbed the fire starter and slammed him into ancient rock. His body strained under mythological strength. He pushed back. Charizard rose and defied divine providence with unrelenting fire. The ground exploded from their clash.
Kanto's icon covered the entire battlefield with a Smokescreen. He swooped down with a vengeance, striking mercilessly into divine flesh. Alola's finest responded with a harsh Dazzling Gleam. His skin was scorched by fae energy. He sent back a Flamethrower to the face.
His allies called him many things.
Tyrant.
BOOM.
Berserker.
CRACK.
Monster.
SCHINK.
He wouldn't deny it. Always climbing to the top, always growing, he shed blood and tears to be where he was now. Even here, it was no different. The moment he sensed such an overwhelming foe, his instincts beckoned him to meet it. The strength before him befits a deity. This was a Pokemon that was on a level he had never faced before.
It excited him.
Like a rampaging beast, he braced for the tormenting Discharge. Skin charred but mind unbending, he crashed into Tapu Koko with wings of steel. He clasped onto the struggling legendary with both claws and threw him outside. Tapu Koko blocked another wave of unforgiving fire. That didn't matter. In an explosive rush, the fire-type closed the distance.
Charizard took a deep breath as the fresh Alolan sun caressed his skin. Perfect. With an open sky, the two flying foes struck with wild abandon. Gladiator met duelist. Berserking rage followed calm elegance. Monster challenged god.
Tapu Koko narrowed its eyes before rushing in with a Steel Wing. Charizard's claws caught it, his skin glowing as solar energy coalesced within his maws. Tapu Koko attempted to retreat.
He did not let it. His grip tightened even when electricity surged into his body. He ignored the pain.
Solar Beam met the legendary fairy point-blank.
BOOOOOOM!
He tossed his opponent to the Alolan soil and stomped on its body with ruthless fury. It did little as the guardian deity pushed back with no effort. Tapu Koko rose in the sky, calm and collected despite the relentless assault. It dawned on Charizard just what the extent of his opponent's power truly was when he saw minor damage on the skin of the legendary guardian.
CRACK!
Tapu Koko closed the distance in an instant. Charizard's reflexes saved him from the brunt of its assault. Instinct mitigated the barrage of steel.
Remember your training.
Smokescreen instantly came forth and the dragon-like Pokemon began bobbing and weaving through the relentless combination. Visions of his spars with his companions swam in his mind. The legendary was as strong as the mouse.
To anyone that did not know Pikachu, comparing the great guardian deity to a common Kanto rat might seem like an insult to the fairy-type.
But it was the opposite.
It was the greatest compliment!
He pushed Tapu Koko back with a furious swing of his tail before backing off to recuperate. The island guardian floated lower, slower, but still unflinchingly stable.
How troublesome.
Charizard took in a labored breath as he felt his body tire. He was taking more than he was dealing. Not ideal. He brought forth his entire arsenal and revealed all his strengths, but compared to a god, what could a mortal ever achieve against it? It should be an inevitable conclusion. Tapu Koko was a force of nature. It was like a mere soldier facing off against a storm. Hopeless.
He growled.
It didn't matter. His trainer trusted in his capabilities. He wouldn't fail that trust. What was the point of second-guessing one's predicament? There were no more questions, simply more action. He shouldn't ask himself if he could do it. He should instead ask what he could do about it.
Let it be said that his trainer never raised a quitter.
FWOOOM!
The flame on his tail grew larger as anger surged within his flesh. The air around him became hotter and Tapu Koko readied itself as Charizard's flames turned superheated. Pain turned to strength. Yes, with Blaze, he could do it. He could defeat a god.
Burn.
He was about to rush forth when a hand grabbed his shoulder. Harsh discipline took firm control of his instincts and his bloodlust was snuffed out in an instant. His trainer smiled at him before turning towards Tapu Koko. "I think that's enough. Any more and I fear that the forest around us is going to combust."
Charizard surveyed the area and noticed the craters and empty battlefield. The surrounding Pokemon must have fled at the sight of their conflict. Just from the brief scuffle between him and his foe, the trees nearby were close to collapsing.
How unfortunate.
Tapu Koko regarded his trainer before nodding. To Charizard's surprise, the legendary Pokemon also acknowledged him before vanishing with nigh impossible speed. As the adrenaline faded, Charizard grunted as he knelt to recover from the brief fight. Red took out a potion and began spraying it on the numerous wounds on his body. The beast barely registered the other humans that joined his trainer.
"I've never seen anything like it," Kukui rushed forward with an excited grin on his face. There were stars in the man's eyes. As he should. "That fight was as hot as an Inferno Overdrive. Wasn't it, Guzma?"
"It was cool," the man admitted.
"It is odd for Tapu Koko to request a battle like that," Hala hummed before staring at his trainer with a contemplative gaze, "He must have seen something that compelled it to test you."
"I'm just as surprised as the rest of you."
Charizard wasn't. He saw Red's potential when he was but a mere Charmander. Pokemon gravitated towards him for good reason. He commanded strength and wisdom in equal spades. He was exceptional despite what his trainer insisted. Just an ordinary trainer? He would deny that with the entirety of his being.
No, Charizard saw him for what he was.
Survivor. Warrior. Champion. He fights because of a goal and he'll join him when he reaches it.
He'd accept no less.
XXX
Kukui figured he understood Red a bit more with every passing day.
Their next stop took them to a place he was quite familiar with. The trio walked beside the Alolan as they took in the man-made creation with awe. It was an amazing sight with its pristine white features and complex architecture. Aether Paradise was one of the wonders of Alola, a technological splendor that sheltered and protected the region's Pokemon. Lusamine and her ilk did a lot of good here.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Kukui crossed his arms as they entered the conservation area. There was a sort of beauty to watching healthy and recovering Pokemon meander through here. Out of all the creations and facilities that Aether Paradise housed, this was his favorite.
"It is," Diantha said, staring with wide eyes. Some of their Pokemon were out with them. His Incineroar was accompanied by their Gardevoir, Garchomp, and Pikachu. "I've never seen anything like this before."
"The people at Aether Foundation want nothing but the best for our Pokemon," Kukui added, "They spare no expense. They're great people."
"That's some high praise," Red observed.
"Rightly deserved," Kukui smiled before noticing familiar white hair and dark skin in the distance. The sight of the woman working alongside a Munchlax did some crazy things to his heart. He ignored the feeling. "And here's one of the people that are responsible for that." The woman turned to see them. He waved at her. "Cynthia, Diantha, Red, this is Burnet."
"Kukui," Burnet perked up at his presence. "I wasn't expecting you here."
"Sorry for coming uninvited."
"Nonsense," Burnet shook her head, "You're always welcome in Aether Foundation. You know how much Lusamine respects your work."
"And I am eternally grateful for it," he acknowledged before pointing at the trio behind him. "I want to introduce a few people to you. I promised to give them a tour of Alola and thought Aether Paradise would be a great stop." The three shook the researcher's hand.
"It's great to meet all of you," Burnet smiled.
"Burnet's one of the leading researchers on Ultra Wormholes," Kukui explained, "She's a prodigy in the field. The president of the foundation personally recruited her. She practically revolutionized Ultra Wormhole technology."
"I wouldn't say that," Burnet laughed, "Lusamine was impressed with my work and wanted an extra opinion. I had a few ideas, but nothing revolutionary."
"Nothing revolutionary, she says," Kukui mimicked, "She's the youngest researcher in Aether Foundation. A lot of the new tech has her name on it."
Burnet rolled her eyes at his praise. "Now you're just flattering me."
"Nothing that I said was untrue."
"I-I suppose not." Despite the reluctance in her tone, the researcher's smile only grew. He admired her humility, but she deserved every credit for the things she'd done. They heard a man clear their throat. Red gave them a knowing look. Cynthia and Diantha laughed as the two Alolan natives immediately looked away. Haha...
Burnet coughed lightly, "Well, I suppose I can help show you the full Aether Paradise experience."
"Are you sure?" Kukui asked. "I know you're normally busy and I can handle something as trivial as this."
"I'm sure," she nodded, "I was mostly done anyway and between you and me, I do know the place better."
He was close to protesting, but stopped at the look on her face. He knew that look. It was the face of a woman that wasn't going to take no for an answer. He had to learn that the hard way over the years. He sighed. "Be my guest."
Burnet was quick to take the lead, explaining in much more detail the purpose and methods of Aether Paradise. Kukui could do nothing but smile and follow the group as his best friend was quick to take control of the situation. The two men were behind the women, content to allow the ladies to talk amongst themselves. Her quick transition from cheerful to professional and then back to cheerful was something to behold. What a woman.
He paused when he noticed Red and Pikachu staring at something in the distance. A blonde girl was happily playing with some of the Pokemon in the conversation area. Ah, he must be curious.
"That's Lillie," Kukui piped up. Red responded with only a nod, refusing to let his eyes off of the girl. "Lusamine's daughter. I believe she's visiting Aether Paradise today along with her brother, Gladion. A smart little girl. She loves Pokemon."
"She's touching them."
The researcher tilted his head at that random observation. Lillie was petting a Rattata. "I suppose she is."
They kept walking and Red eventually turned away. The man seemed lost in thought. Pikachu, himself, had a similar look. Before he could bring it up, however, the trainer's expression changed within an instant and his contemplative nature became one of sly amusement. "So about Burnet."
Kukui blinked before eyeing him suspiciously. "What about her?"
"Do you like her?"
What?!
"That came out of nowhere!" Kukui choked before rapidly turning to look at the group of girls ahead of them. They didn't hear him, thank the Tapus. He focused his attention back on the trainer. "Where is this coming from?"
"Simple observations mostly, and I'll take that as a yes," Red continued and that secret smile of his made the professor-in-training wince. Kukui laughed nervously. "You two are not together?"
"No," he muttered before glaring at the grinning man. "She's too busy for a relationship anyway. It wouldn't work out. Maybe later, when things are more stable, I'd ask her, but I wouldn't want to burden her with me when her career is just starting to blossom."
"She made time for you."
"She was done with her work. We were just lucky."
Red's deadpan expression told him what he thought of that. "Right."
"Why are we talking about my love life?" Kukui huffed. "You're the one in a love triangle."
"I'm in no such thing."
"Don't tell me you cannot see it," he crossed his arms. He refused to believe that he couldn't. Anyone with two working eyes could see it! Even Pikachu nodded at Kukui's words. It was so obvious! When he received no response, he continued, "Seriously? A Pokemon can be stuck in a Smokescreen and they can still see it!"
"What're you two talking about?" His outburst caught the attention of the others. Cynthia, Burnet, and Diantha turned to look at the duo with curiosity. Kukui's exclamations were stopped in their tracks as he glanced at Red. The trainer returned his glance. An understanding was made between them.
"Oh, stuff," Kukui placed an arm around Red and his face brightened when an idea popped into his head, "Just pointing out some of the things here and their abilities. We were talking about a Pokemon ability called Oblivious."
Red rolled his eyes in good fun. "Kukui really knows his stuff. He's quite knowledgeable on Pokemon abilities despite being an expert on Pokemon moves."
"Why thank you, Red."
"Speaking of Pokemon moves, we also talked about some of the ones Kukui personally studied. Like Attract, Captivate, and Cute Charm." Kukui choked on his spit. "He seems to intimately know its effects. He's quite studious."
"T-Thank you, Red."
"That's Kukui for you," Burnet commented with pride. "His research on Pokemon moves is second to none."
The professor-in-training was grateful for the praise, but he winced at her words, especially when Red chuckled at the researcher's declaration. Ugh. With the disaster evaded, the group continued on their tour of Aether Foundation. The Alolan native was content to let things proceed as it were, trusting Burnet to lead them better than he ever could.
He watched Red's interactions with his two traveling companions throughout it all, curious as to whether his friend's words ring true. Kukui was honest when he spoke earnestly with the man. The three had a peculiar relationship that puzzled him. It didn't help Red's case whenever he interacted with the two during their time here. At the end of the day, when it was all said and done, Kukui reached his conclusion.
Either this man is incredibly dense or he's refusing to acknowledge it.
XXX
Weeks passed and they began their attempt at the island trials. They were different from the general gym affair she was used to, but she couldn't say she hated it. It was a refreshing take on combat and she genuinely enjoyed the idea of meeting and fighting the island kahunas.
The Z-moves set them apart from the rest. She looked at the Fightnimum Z given to her from Hala before glancing at Red and Diantha who were also inspecting their own Z-crystals.
They were practicing Z-moves. Her Lucario waited respectfully as she practiced the required movements. They were still sluggish and unrefined. She glanced at the others beside her. Diantha and her Hawlucha were doing a much better job, but she kind of expected that considering her profession.
"Need some help?" Red walked toward her, his Emboar in tow. He was the first to finish among the trio. She wasn't surprised to see him master the motions quickly. He stumbled initially, of course, but he quickly got into the groove of it.
"I wouldn't mind," Cynthia relaxed as he began fixing her stance. She tried again. Her moves were still awkward. She hummed in contemplation. "This is going to take some getting used to."
"You'll get the hang of it in time." Red smiled as he let Emboar join up with Pikachu, Rowlet, Litten, and Primeape. "Practice it enough and it becomes muscle memory."
"Is that how you got it so quickly?"
Red thought for a moment, "In a way, you could say that. I did have some help from Kukui."
"I shouldn't be surprised." It did make sense. Kukui's expertise in the subject was equal to none. He truly had a passion for it. "He does have a fascination with Pokemon moves. Z-moves must be his most studied subject."
"It is," the raven-haired trainer laughed fondly, "he's a great teacher."
The way he said those words tickled Cynthia's mind. It held great admiration and something more. She learned to get used to that when around him, but it never failed to make her curious. They talked some more, letting him guide her as they tried to get the Z-moves to work.
She briefly noted that a lot of the dances she saw from the natives held the same motions for the special techniques. It was enlightening. When she said so, the man nodded.
"Of course," Red said, "Alola incorporated Z-moves into their culture. It is a special part of their life, a sacred tradition passed down for generations. The relationship they have with the flora and fauna here is harmonious. That translates to Z-moves. The synchronicity between trainer and Pokemon is a major factor. It's not just you that is taking part in the Z-move. Lucario has an equal part in this."
Cynthia opened her mouth in understanding before turning towards her long-time Pokemon. Lucario nodded and straightened himself. Her fighting-type always listened to her rival's words. Lucario held great respect for him ever since their first meeting as Riolu. It was curious, but it never led them astray so far.
"Get in sync with your Pokemon." They did so. After a moment of scrutiny, Red nodded in approval. "Now try."
Here goes nothing.
Cynthia and Lucario began their movements. She could feel the Z-crystal resonating as she connected with her Pokemon. Power pooled outward and she felt her breath leave her when fighting energy coalesced into her steel-type. Lucario released a series of punches, each strike growing stronger until the orb of Z-power manifested into an orange fist.
FOOOM!
Sand blew everywhere as the hand zoomed past the field before fading away. Her eyes widened before she laughed in excitement.
Success!
"Red, did you see that?!" She hugged Red in victory.
"I did, Cynthia." The amused tone did little to falter her enthusiasm.
"Now we just have to keep doing it until we're perfect." She let go before turning to Lucario, who crossed his arms in pride at his work. "We got a lot of work to do." Lucario, her ever dutiful guardian, didn't bat an eye and readied again.
"Don't overdo it," Red reminded her.
"Right."
They trained until dusk.
XXX
Living with Red was a completely different experience from traveling with him. It was odd to have a stationary place to stay after traveling for so long, but she couldn't deny that the novelty was refreshing.
Situated near Samson Oak's academy, the cabin was a homely abode crafted of wood and stone. It was fitting for a tropical destination and she certainly didn't mind living here for a year. It was different from staying in Pokemon Centers or camping in the wilderness. They had a kitchen! They had their own bedrooms! She shouldn't be surprised, but she was!
When was the last time she had such an arrangement for anything more than a month? Before she started her journey. That amazed her.
"It's different, isn't it?"
Cynthia perked up when she noticed Red appear from the bathroom, hair still dampened from the shower. Pikachu joined him atop his shoulders as both partner and trainer basked in the morning air. She moved slightly from the couch to let him sit next to her. He obliged. "It is." Cynthia smiled. "I can't say I hate it though."
"After traveling for so long, having a place to call home for a bit is refreshing," her rival lightly laughed. "It's an odd feeling, but it's not bad."
"I'm sure you'll get used to it in time," Cynthia chirped, "What were you planning to do today?"
"I was thinking of traini-"
Of course.
"Nope."
Red paused at her sudden interruption. He gave her an odd look. "Nope?"
"Nope," Cynthia nodded. "You can train later, but not today. We're here to enjoy ourselves, remember?" This was a perfect opportunity. With Diantha gone to prepare for her movie, she had Red all to herself. She was not going to waste it! "I didn't come with you to Alola just for the island trials."
"Says the woman who spent an entire day to get Z-moves right, but a fair point," Red conceded. She mumbled at that. It was entirely an accident. "That leaves the matter of what we're doing still up in the air though."
"We'll go out," her response was swift. It only made sense. She made plans for this. "We'll explore the city, eat, walk, watch a movie or two, maybe take a swim." She began noticing that everything she said could be mistaken for a date, but she ignored it. It had been so long since she'd been with Red so it was only reasonable that she would want to be with him. "Just for today."
"You got it all figured out." Her rival blinked in surprise before laughing softly. "Guess I'll tag along then. It sounds fun."
"Good," Cynthia dragged Red with her. The boy's smile was infectious and she couldn't help but mirror it. "Then let's head off. A day just for the two of us."
"Alright," Red agreed, "Lead the way."
Pikachu gave the two of them a thumbs-up on their way out. She did not want to think about what that meant.
XXX
To Cynthia, the idea of relaxing meant a few things. She liked being around her Pokemon. She was in her element when she trained with them, bonding with her team as each day was another step toward their goal of becoming champions.
She enjoyed a good ice cream. She enjoyed calling her family, to speak with her parents, her sister, and her grandma. She loved a good book, and whenever she encountered ancient ruins on her journey, she found joy in that too. She could even find relaxation in battle. The blood-pumping close calls and the cheer of the crowd became something of a small pleasure as she grew stronger.
But there was something different whenever she was with Red.
She felt safe in his presence. Cynthia wondered if he ever felt the same way. Just as how she would rely on him, she wanted to convey that he could do the same with her.
"Where are we going first?"
"There's a movie I wanted to see."
"Really?" Red blinked in surprise. "I've never taken you for a movie person."
"I like some," she defended. She usually was too busy to enjoy movies, but that didn't apply now. "I do enjoy a good romance from time to time."
He nodded. "I've always preferred an action flick myself."
"That's actually great," Cynthia smiled, "The one I wanted to watch has both, I heard."
Red stared at her in confusion. That confusion turned to suspicion the moment they stepped inside the cinema and soon enough, confusion transformed into horror. She tilted her head cutely as she bought the tickets and snacks. He stared hard at the ticket handed to him and the growing dread that was clear on his face eventually shifted into a resigned sigh.
"I should have expected this." Tickets to The Princess and the Froakie were prominent in his hands. Cynthia giggled as he avoided eye contact with some of the people around them who began pointing in his direction. It wasn't hard to see the resemblance between him and the main character shown in some of the promotional posters around the theaters.
"Aren't you curious to see the movie you've starred in?"
"Not really," Red grinned wryly.
"Well I do," she smiled back, "You always seem to find yourself roped into something. I might as well see what you've been up to on the big screen."
"Life of an adventurer is often unpredictable."
"That doesn't inspire me with confidence."
Red paused to think about it before giving a small smirk. "Fair point."
"The movie's about to start," Cynthia nudged him playfully. "Let's go."
He sighed but didn't object. They headed to their seats. It wasn't a lie when she said that she was genuinely curious about the movie. She wondered just how well he did. Diantha mentioned once that he did a great job for a beginner.
When the movie showed Red's face, she couldn't help but crack a smile as her rival mumbled beside her. He grabbed some popcorn and threw it into his mouth.
Come now, Red. You look handsome in that shot.
He made a great hero.
XXX
"You're really into that kiss, huh, Red?"
"It was just acting, Cynthia."
"Uh-huh," her words oozed faux understanding. Her eyes twitched as the movie continued, "Diantha's definitely enjoying it."
"She's a great actress."
"Acting, right."