Ah, the Wonders (Pokemon- Rival Silver X Nervous! Sad! Reader Fanfiction)

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Silver's P.O.V

             "Golbat you little-" then I stopped when I heard a loud rustle and footsteps thudding loudly on grass. It was (Your Name) (Last Name). Not what I expected to see. I mean, she's not very good at hiding and her Pokemon sure are loud. I know that they hide and watch me train with my Pokemon everyday. She's the one who gets bullied at school. The only other loner, like me. What I didn't expect was for her to run out to me while training. She was always so shy, her face hiding behind her beautiful (hair color) hair. Okay, I admit it. I like her. 

             She was the only other person like me and she didn't judge me for being me. Putting on my glaring cold face to hide my softness, I whip my head around to look at her. She was standing next to the oak tree, the ran a little way closer to me. Her hair whipped through the wind and her eyes were full of lost confidence. 

              "Silver, what are you doing? You don't evolve a Golbat into CROBAT by level, you evolve it by max happiness!" She reasoned, her hair out of her eyes. "You Golbat's not going anywhere closer to evolving if you yell at it like that!"

             My eyes narrowed, I was quite surprised. Really? Is she correct? And why is she standing up to me? She never does, not to anyone! I send her my signature glares then she jumps. She realized what just did. "..... What's it to you? Judging the way I train, huh? My Golbat needs to get stronger! Max happiness? Pffffttt, that's stupid! Who told you that? Your granny? You're such a pathetic weakling in believing that! Just leave me alone, idiot. And let me train!" I shouted, my words as cold as ice.

Back to your P.O.V

            I flinched harshly, realizing what I just did. WHAT THE HECK IN THE WORLD WAS MY STUPID BRAIN THINKING?! I took a shaky step back, tears already stinging my eyes. I really was a pathetic idiot. I really was stupid, and Silver backed that up for me. See, he would never like me. "I-I (sniffle) I'm s-sorry.... I didn't mean to..." He saw me as an idiot too, huh? 

Just like everyone else.

I wheeled around and began to sob silently, and ran back to my apartment, my feet blindly taking me to my door. I swung it open but left it like that so my Pokemon could come through. But my Pokemon weren't trailing behind me. 

           My Pokemon gave out cries of dismay at my distressed retreat, one of them had even felt one of my tears plop onto their face. They backed away in the slightest bit, sent out one last snarl, and pounced away, trying to find me. We left Silver standing there with his Golbat sending him glares that said 'why did you do that? With that anger, you're not anywhere close to winning her heart, sulky Silver!'

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            I sat on my couch, still crying but softly. My crush insulted me. He really hates me, I have no chance. I'm really pathetic and stupid. I'm weak and shy, I'm a waste of space. I'm just worthless. My life has no use for this world anymore. These thought swam through my head, bullying me. My Pokemon gave me all the cuddles in the world, making reassuring sounds, as I have them a weak smile, I glanced out the window, seeing that the afternoon's sunny sky was becoming overcast and dark, sending warnings of thunderstorms and rain.

           Sighing, I wiped away my tears, knowing that crying will be useless. I brushed myself up, trying not to look disgruntled and disgustingly depressed. Pulling myself together, you hug your Pokemon, thanking them for their kindness and loyalty. They all nod in happiness, while (Fire Type Pokemon) did the same but looked ready to kill Silver. I smile childishly and stand up to make hot chocolate. Once I was done, I sat back down to wait for the heat to die down and watch the marshmallows loftily float on the chocolate. I close my eyes, hearing the soft putter-patter of the rain coming down on Johto.

            Glancing at my Pokemon who were now returning to their normal activities, I rest peacefully on the table, sipping the hot chocolate from the warm mug while reading my favorite book. About two hours have passed and it was 6:00. The skies have turned darker thanks to the setting sun, and the clouds formed dangerous and huge shapes and colors. The rain beat down harder than earlier and yet my soul was calm. 

           When 7:00 came, I still had half of the hot chocolate mug finished, the rest floating abandoned. I was deep and even further into the book, my mixed emotions swirling inside of my heart. The Pokemon have begun to feel sleepy and they seemed less enthusiastic about playing, lazily lying around the place, while some have decided to return to their pokeballs. I sat there, as the apartment was quiet besides the rain and the sound of arguing neighbors next door. I didn't mind this lifestyle, I liked it. 

          Then after a half hour, harsh and loud bangs protruded from my locked door. The shouts from outside were muffled but someone was obviously there. I jumped and shrieked a little, accidentally knocking over the mug, the contents spilling and flowing over the small table. I dropped my book by mistake and it fell with a loud clunk to the floor, I panicked and ran around, fumbling around for my sense and conscience. When I got a hold of myself I, terified, approached the door. I told myself that if I died, I never needed to live anyway. I opened the door with a frightened look etched on my face and I flinched waiting for the strike of a knife or the bang of a gun. But... Nothing.

           "Well, idiot, are you just gonna stand there? Hurry up and let me in!" I knew this cold voice.

Silver.

           I panicked again and fumbled for the handle, trying to open the door wider but slipped and fell on my face. Frustrated and embarrassed I stood up and opened the door wide, as he walked inside. I closed it and locked it up, then turned around to see Silver, shivering and cold, dripping wet from the rain. He was trying to brush off the drops, making a puddle on the floor. All my Pokemon were already asleep and I was alone. With Silver.

         Oh dear lord Arceus save me.

         I flinched when he turned around to glance at me and helped him to the couch, "What were you doing out in the rain?" The sound of my voice filled with concern but with obvious fear. "I-I'll go get you a blanket and some spare clothes my older sibling left me with. H-he's the one who gave me this apartment, then he died..." I rambled on randomly, trying to make conversation but Silver looked at me like I was crazy.

         I mentally face-palmed myself and ran off to get the things I promised him. I came back from the guest room with the clothes and a thick, warm blanket. I nervously and shakily gave him the spare clothes as he went off to my room to change. I really hope he didn't see my diary. I tried to clean up the small table with spilled hot chocolate and picked my book up from the floor before he returned. He came out of my room with the pile of his wet clothes and now wearing a black shirt with a pokeball pattern on it and some jeans. He looked really handsome now. I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks but turned away before he noticed. I went up to him, took his clothes and hung then up to dry on the roofed balcony that came with the apartment. The roof shielded the clothes from the rain, which I gladly took as a blessing. 

         Silver was now sitting on the couch, wearing the spare clothes and the blanket wrapped around him snugly. I nervously sat down on the couch near him, but not next to him. I knew he still hated me. I didn't even bother ask about how he knew where I lived but that might've sounded rude. His gray eyes were looking down at his feet then they landed on the remote set on the coffee table in front of us.

         Looking at me he asked (quite nervously I might add ;P)" uh... Do you have.... Horror movies?" 

         I jumped at the sudden question, and I really hated horror movies, but Silver might get mad so I just nodded my head, not saying a word. He turned it on and browsed through the choices of horror movies. Then he found one, called Lavender Town's Story. I shivered and looked away, scared of the movie and of Silver.

          I was truly scared of everything that was happening right now.

          Oh my... The horrors....