A False Kings True Queen (N x Reader)

Stay With Me? [16]

(Y/n)'s P.O.V

"Man! This place is lively!" I thought Castelia was a city of organised chaos, but now seeing Nimbasa City I realise how tame Castelia really was! The bright neon signs of the city seemingly jumped from their posts to entice the passers-by to come in and enjoy the day, the blaring music from the amusement park guided the excitable children to the rides and the cheers of sport fans can be heard even a mile away from the two stadiums. 'I feel like I'm in a dreamland!' Similarly, to the excitable children, my first stop is the amusement park. I always promised myself that I'd get over my fear of heights and today I will, by enjoying my time on the Ferris wheel.

It feels strange no longer having a small Zorua on my head, it's like a weight has been lifted now she's evolved, she can effectively protect herself now. I smile gleefully at the thought of me being a good trainer. 'What's with that weird look on your face?' Zoroark growled, she poked one of her claws at my cheeks, I swat her paw away.
"I don't know, it's really strange not having you rest on my head or even shoulder." I admit as I fearfully look to the top of the wheel.
'I could always hop bac-' I quickly force Zoroarks maw shut.
"Nope, don't think about it! You'll crush me!" I reason. Zoroark laughs at my hasty response but backs off. I run ahead to the Ferris wheel before turning to my pokemon. "Sorry guys, this is one experience that I need to go through alone."
'So back into the comfy balls?' Herdier barked up at me.
"If you find them comfy then, yeah." When everyone was safely in their balls I turned around and continued to the Ferris wheel.

The joyful atmosphere of the amusement park disappeared in an instant when I noticed the green haired man ahead of me and I freeze. I glance around quickly, looking for an escape, but fortune wouldn't let me have this one. He turned in my direction and spotted me. "(Y/n)?" He called out. "Mind coming with me? We... We need to talk." I was hesitant to follow, but did anyway. 'I promised him answers...' We walked over to the Ferris wheel, where N bought us a ticket each. We stood there in an awkward silence, the atmosphere threatening to suffocate me. I coughed, attempting to break the uncomfortable silence, but to no avail. Not even the noises of the lively city broke through this. Here I thought the heights would be the scariest part of the ride. The feeling of warm, smooth skin wrapping around my wrist caused me to jump, it was N. Wordlessly, he got me to follow him into the Ferris wheel compartment. The locking of the door finally ends this deafening silence. "That girl was you, wasn't it (Y/n)?" My breathing hitched and was followed by a short sigh.
"Yeah... Ask away!"

It took him a minute, but he asked, "What happened? Last time I saw you was around ten years ago!" I try to recall and realise that the last time I saw him was in our spot, about a month or two after we found it.
"... That was around the time we found that forest clearing wasn't it?" I faintly smile at the memory. "What happened? Well... Father lost interest in my wellbeing and ignored me, almost locking me in my room permanently." It took N a second before defensively retorting.
"That can't be true! He been nothing but kind to me!" He shouted in disbelief. The years of my imprisonment, anger and jealousy came rushing to the surface, though I tried to stay calm.
"That's the thing though, to you." I bit back, unintentionally harsh. "To me, he was distant and uncaring when he found a use for my ability!" My frustration showing through the cracks of my calm façade. Silence again takes hold; my retort must've shocked him from the confused look that currently occupies his face.
"Your ability?" He finally asked.
"Yes, exactly the same as yours, to understand pokemon." I sighed, this was the hardest thing for me to come to terms with as a daughter. "He replaced me with you." Tears threatened to fall. 'It seems I still haven't come to terms with it...' He went silent once more.
"... I don't believe you..." He whispered, glancing up at me. "I don't!" I lower my head, I should've known he wouldn't believe me.
"You don't have to; just ask your questions and I'll answer them."

I wasn't prepared for how long the questions would go on for, my only measurement was how the city shrank after each question he asked. I had caught myself unconsciously moving closer to N. Just before we reached the highest point, he turned to me. "Was this note from you?" He pulled out a scrap of paper with writing on it, I took it off of him and gasped. It read:
'Come to our spot, I want to say goodbye make peace talk. Yeah, just to talk.' Signed off with the first letter of my name. My emotions got the better of me from the memories of that day. The feeling of betrayal hits me hard again and I feel the scars on my body burn, like they've all opened. I swallow hard and blink away the tears in my eyes then give a quick nod.
"... Yeah... " My voice quivered. "It was from the day I left..."
"When was that?"
"Um... About two and a half months ago, maybe a little longer." He looked really confused, yet shocked.
"I found this a few weeks ago." He hesitantly said.
"What?!" My head sharply turned towards him and stared at him in disbelief. My mind raced I started to shake. 'That can't be possible! It was him! It had to be! I told no one else! I wasn't followed or seen!' I kept rethinking the moment. The time from me leaving my prison cell (or my room) to go to N's room to leave the note then to go wait for him. "H-how?" I kept reliving it over and over again and I couldn't stop. I was frustrated to the point that I started to cry but I didn't realise it, nor that I was pulled into a comforting embrace, or that I was hugging back. N was tightly hugging me and rubbing my back, trying to soothe me. 'All this time... I was unjustly blaming him...' Realising this only made me cry harder. I kept muttering 'Sorry' over and over to him.

After a while I felt N push lightly on my shoulders. I couldn't look at him, I was too ashamed for blaming him for something he didn't do, I just kept my head down and closed my eyes. A pleasant warmth enveloped my face, even with my eyes closed I knew that it was N's hands. He had cupped my face and was wiping away my tears with his thumbs.
"(Y/n)..." He called, "Look at me..." I pathetically open my eyes and weakly look at him, my eyes felt puffy and my throat was sore from crying. "Better?" He smiled sympathetically.
"Yeah..." I whisper, "I... I'm really sorry...!" I choked out, almost brought to tears again.
"Why were you crying?" He asked in a soft voice.
"A-all this time... I thought you! I blamed you! For everything!" I weakly hit his chest and N pulled me into another hug, he whispered his forgiveness into my ear as he rubbed circles on my back. I occasionally felt a gentle pressure on my forehead and N's chin resting on my head, he would also hum Oracion and the rumble from his chest was an oddly calming thing.

When I calmed down, I rested my head on N's shoulder, just watching the setting sun in the West. 'How profound... This issue started with a sunrise in Castelia and ends with a sunset in Nimbasa...' I quickly realise that I had now watched both events with the young man next to me, I couldn't stop the smile that grew and the light blush. "... Stay with me...?" N murmured softly. I glanced up at him and found him staring at the setting sun, I sit up straight and study his now surprisingly very serious features.
"What did you say?" I gently shake his shoulder.
"Say with me? It could be like before, we could-"
"Don't! Just, please don't..." I knew where this was going, and I wouldn't do it. "As much as I'd love to be able to come back home, I can't. I don't agree with Team Plasma at all, I never have. That's why he replaced me with you, an innocent boy who would only talk to abused pokemon." I harshly accuse.
"I'm not just going to run away!" He bit back a lot more cruelly than I expected him to.
"And I'm not backing down." I woefully reiterate. The pleasant silence was gone only to be replaced by the suffocating one, it seemed like N was thinking hard about something. Well, that was until he spoke up.
"... How about we call a truce then? Every time we meet alone, we're not Team Plasma or anything, it's just me and you; like old times." I could see where he was coming from, we'd have a hate for each other when we're with our respective 'teams', but alone we'd be like this...
"I'll agree to the truce." I say with a small sigh. 'I just wish nothing happened in the first place...'

Uh... I don't know how well this turned out... I changed it, like, 4 different times and I settled with this one. Sorry it took a while, mushy moments are kinda hard to write for me... But! I won't give up! Yes! Positivity! I'm hungry...