Pokémon PrismGold

Chapter Forty-Three: "Past, Present, Future..."

The group of regular Team Rocket members straightened up as one asked the Rainbow Rocket woman nervously. "What does Nathan look like?" The Rainbow Rocket woman lowered her gun, snapping out in disbelief. "You don't know what Nathan looks like? The man fucking your boss?!" A man from the regular Team, snapped back in the woman's defense. "It's not as if Giovanni shows him off to everyone! Hell, we didn't even know about him until recently!" The Rainbow Rocket woman let out a groan, muttering out darkly. "Oh... That's right. He wasn't out yet... Fuck." Removing a picture from her pocket, she held it up and told them sternly. "He will look like a younger version of this." The Team Rocket group looked over the picture, before one snatched it and told her. "Ya. I've seen him. He was up by the Northern caves when we were loading Melton to take back to Fire Island." The Rainbow Rocket woman snatched the picture back, asking curiously. "Know where he might be now?" Sean stepped in to grab Nate's arm, pulling him back toward the wall. Mark stayed still trying to block their movement.

The man shook his head, replying honestly. "Not a clue. Ariana might know. She was pretty close with him." Nate gritted his teeth, mumbling out. "Like hell..." Sean shushed him, pressing himself up against Nate as he whispered to him. "Quick, put your arms around me." Nate raised an eyebrow, whispering back surprised. "Now? Really?" Sean swatted Nate's chest, growling out. "Just do it." Nate raised his hands and Sean quickly grabbed them to slip them inside the jacket to hide his tattooed arms. The Rainbow Rocket woman flicked off the group of Team Rocket, snapping out. "You're no help at all! Just close the damn dock! Or I'll be back with a bullet for each of you! Morons..." She started to storm off toward them, prompting Sean to flip the hood up on his jacket and press himself closer to Nate. Nate nestled his head in close to his neck to hide his face with the help of the large hood. Sean couldn't stop his heart from racing. He wasn't used to doing this kind of thing. He'd always been a good kid. Yet, he found it a bit thrilling. It also didn't help that Nate's breath warmed his neck, sending chills through him.

Beneath the jacket, Nate's hands slide up his spine to hold him closer, making Sean feel weak in the knees. His mind couldn't help thinking about how the rain had brought them together that night in the hotel. Despite being soaked from the rain, Nate felt warm. Having him so close filled his nose with his smell. The scent of leather with a heavy musk that was lightened by the sea air and fresh rain smell. Losing himself in Nate's embrace, he turned his head enough to press his lips to his neck in a timid kiss. Sean's hands shook on Nate's waist. He couldn't explain why he felt nervous. He hoped that Nate thought it was just the cold that made him shake. Nate's fingers stroked his back comfortingly, helping Sean relax against him. Behind him, the woman snapped out. "What are you three just standing around for?!" Mark's voice was bold and dark when he retorted. "We're not standing around. We're working. Or we were until you started opening fire on your own Team!" The woman huffed, heatedly stating out. "Really? And what are THEY doing? What exactly were you working on? Your sex drive?!"

Sean tensed, but Nate brushed his lips over his ear to help turn him to butter in his arms. Mark smacked the nearby crates, sharply answering. "We were loading these crates onto the ship! And not that it is any of your business, but 'THEY' are a thing. The little one saw this Nathan you're looking for. Got quite a scare." The woman's voice softened a bit, asking with peaked interest. "Really? Where? Was he at the caves?" Mark started to answer, but a gun clicked to silence him. Sean felt her hit his arm, snapping out. "Hey! Where did you see him?!" Nate quickly moved his head to the other side of Sean's neck, allowing Sean to peak around the hood to answer her uneasily. "He was at the caves..." The woman kept her gun trained on Mark to keep him back, her eyes glaring into Sean's when she asked sternly. "And...? Is he still there?!" Sean hesitated to answer, until Nate whispered against his ear. "Yes. The mine tunnel to the ocean. Gyarados." Sean licked his lips, then rushed out to her. "He was going down a tunnel and I heard him say something about using Gyarados..."