Pokemon Shipping Oneshots (Ash Ketchum Shippings Only)

Megabondshipping vs Ash x Steven

haven't done ash x steven in a long time! enjoy children :)

(serena is not the only pokegirl i have a problem with. hint hint)

i feel like i'm about to be slightly controversial so. wish me luck guys. and if you disagree with me, that's alright, i'd love to hear what you think, as long as you present your opinions respectfully (tldr: please don't type in all caps lIKE THIS)

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TW: ab*se, mental illness

Kalos was shining in the eyes of Champion Steven Stone today. The newly rebuilt Prism Tower and other structures had looked as if they weren't sprawling with sharp red vines just a few weeks ago. People and Pokemon's happy faces brightened up as they did before when they saw him, as if they were never frozen in fear of the world ending right before their eyes. The sky was clear blue with a perfect number of clouds, not that cursed maroon color he didn't want to be reminded of, where the washed-out-pink clouds were thrown all over the place.

No, it wasn't like that anymore. And hopefully, thanks to himself, the Gym Leaders, he-with-the-blue-scarf-who-shall-not-be-named, those three young trainers, and the best of all...Ash. It would never be like that again.

Even thinking about the young boy's name snatched the weight out of his chest. He'd only seen him a few times in Hoenn and just recently in Kalos, but he couldn't deny how he felt when he saw the boy smile, or heard his laugh. If things went as he planned, soon enough, he would be the reason for those smiles and laughs. 

Coincidentally, as he was thinking about him, he happened to see Ash in an alleyway as he was passing by. Except he wasn't smiling. And he definitely wasn't laughing.

In fact, he wasn't even moving.

A man with a punk-like appearance, spiky red hair, silver earrings and dark, jagged clothes came into view. But it wasn't his hair or clothes Steven was focusing on. His entire face was contorted into a wrinkled rage, eyes squinting in frustration, teeth grinding each other to shreds. It gave Steven an idea of what his face should look like when he got to murdering this man for laying a hand on his beloved.

"You...said...you...would...win! You p-...you promised!", the man grunted, pausing in between words to throw another punch. 

Steven was expecting himself to intervene, he was sure he wan't scared. He was more shocked. He never thought someone like Ash would get beaten up by anyone who wasn't part of a Team, although this guy did look like he could belong to Team Skull, he was just another Trainer in the Kalos Region who must've misinterpreted his words. Ash would never knowingly break a promise. Even if he'd made two promises that contradicted each other, he would figure out how to do both at once to his best ability. That's the kind of person he was.

His eyes shifted their focus to a shiny object emerging from the guy's pocket, and that's when he came to his senses.

"You pathetic little shi--"

The guy was about to strike the raven-haired boy when he felt an intimidatingly firm hand catch his own. He wished he never turned around when he saw the Champion of Hoenn in his face with a glare promising death.

"I won't kill you, but I'll make you beg for it if you don't run for your life at this second"

The punk disappeared from his sight before he could utter another word, stupidly leaving the knife behind in his hurry to escape Steven's wrath. But that didn't make him any happier. The damage had already been done; Ash was unconscious, but he could probably still feel the bruises and grazes covering every inch of his body.