The Truth Behind the Champion (A Steven Stone fanfic)

Chapter Two

3rd Person P.O.V

"Juan, I don't know what I'm going to do with him" Mr. Stone sighed.

Mr. Stone decided to try to calm down and talk to his old friend the eighth gym leader, and good friend, Juan in a small cafe in Sootopolis where none of his coworkers could hear him.

"Well he is only a teenage boy, what do you expect of him" Juan took a sip of his tea "I remember when we were kids, we would get into all kinds of trouble. Joseph, don't worry about him, Steven is your son, he'll do fine" Juan tried to reassure his old friend.

"My parents didn't divorce, I was never blamed for something like that"

"Do you blame Steven for your and Martha's divorce?" Juan questioned.

"What? Never!" Joseph shouted. He slammed his fist on the table "How could you even ask me that!"

"Here's the real question, does he know this?"

"How could he even---"

"Master Juan, master Juan!" His apprentice called.

Juan sighed "Sometimes I don't know what to do with that boy. Wallace is almost always wanting to either show me something, or in trouble"

Joseph laughed "At least he wants your opinion on something, I merely ask Steven how his day was and he either simply shrugs, or ignores me all together. I wish once he would tell me what's going on in that thick head of his" Mr. Stone sighed.

"I wonder what would happen if we got those two together" Juan laughed "I wonder if Wallace could get Steven to open up"

Mr . Stone shrugged "It's worth a try"

*****

Steven's P.O.V

"See Juan I think the business has gotten a little bigger since you have visited my offices!" My father laughed.

He brought Juan back here? I have never actually met my father's good friend Juan, my father had only told me stories about him.

"Yeah I remember when you were merely working out of your family's garage, now look at this place!" I am guessing Juan replied.

I stiffened at my father's desk, opened my book and pretended to read. As my father walked in.

"Ah Steven here you are, I would like you to meet my good friend Juan and his apprentice Wallace." my father lowered his voice "Please try to be nice" he whispered.

I glanced at the photograph on his desk. "Yes father"

Juan was not what I expected from the Hoenn region's eighth gym leader. He wore a bright blue over coat, with what reminded me of swim trunks, shorts that went to his knees. What surprised me the most was his deep blue eyes and what reminded me of feathers sticking out of his forehead.

"Look Joseph, I think he's getting ready to take over your business. I would be careful, you might have the next business tycoon on your hands" Juan laughed.

"Sorry sir, your wrong, I do not plan on taking over this business. I have seen how many years this job has taken from my father, and I do not want to go down the same path." I replied. I stood up, grabbed my book "I am sorry for taking up your time" I bowed in the way that confuses almost everyone who sees me, and left the room.

As I walked down the hall I could hear my father "See Juan that's why I worry about him, he didn't even stay to introduce himself. I think that something is seriously wrong with Steven"

"Love you too father" I whispered so no one would hear me.

As I walked into the reception office I heard an unfamiliar voice ask "So what exactly is the reason for having so many rocks around an office building?"

The receptionist laughed "I don't exactly know, you should ask either Mr.Stone or Steven. But personally I would ask Mr. Stone, then you might get an---" she paused once she noticed me walk into the room "Oh Steven, there you are" she scratched her head.

I say the back of the person she was talking to, he wore all white, done to his shoes. He was bent over one of my father's showcases. His vibrant turquoise hair fell over his shoulder in a messy fashion. He straightened up, instantly I could tell that without turning around, he was taller than me. He spun around, realizing that they were not alone. I saw that his eyes were almost the exact same color as his hair, bright turquoise.

"Hi I'm Wallace" he smiled and held out his hand.

I ignored him and walked past him.

"Aw Steven! Be nice, he came all the way from Sootopolis, the least you could do is tell him your name" the receptionist scolded.

"Why would I do that, when you just did" I sarcastically replied

"Because as of right now your being rude!" She spat.

"Rude and taking up space. Yeah that is what people think of me. No can I be left alone to the book I have been trying to read all day?" I asked.

"Hey. I never said you were taking up space" she murmured.

I wasn't expecting someone to wrap their arms around me.

"What the hell!" I spat.

"Sorry, you seemed like you needed a hug" Wallace informed as he tightened his grip on me.

"Aw Steven is letting you touch him!" she squealed.

"You get off of me, and you shut up before I throw my book at you!" I snapped.

Wallace let me go "Someone's a little grumpy aren't they"

I straightened up my shirt "Now do not touch me" I growled.

He decided that this was a good time to pat my head. I gave him the 'cold as Stone Steven' glare that I have spent years perfecting. "Oh no, Wallace I would suggest leaving Steven alone now" she warned

"Why he looks kinda funny right now" Wallace smirked.

I set my book on the desk the receptionist sat at, she slinked deeper behind the counter. I grabbed Wallace by the wrist, the one connected to the hand he had still on my head, and easily flipped Wallace onto his back. By simply kicking his feet out from under him. He landed on his back.

"Don't touch me" I growled.

"What was that?" my father yelled. As he and Juan ran from his office.

"It was nothing, Steven was simply showing me the touching him isn't a good idea" Wallace explained. Somehow in the time between me flipping him and the time I focused on my father's voice and how much trouble I was going to be in, got to his feet and stood next to me.

"He didn't hurt you did he?" my father's angry silver eyes never left mine.

"Him? Hurt me" his eyes flicked from me to my father. "No he didn't, I doubt that Steven would intentional hurt anyone. Now I think that if you tick him off" he lowered his voice "Like petting him like a pokemon" he raised his voice back to his normal tone. "He might threaten you, but I don't think he would act on that anger" Wallace explained.

My father looked dumbstruck "Alright then, if he does anything to you, tell me." He went back into his office.

Juan on the other hand, his eyes flashed a deadly, dark shade of blue. "You might be your father's son, but if you hurt him or anyone else. I will personally see that you get the ass whipping you deserve, do you understand that Stone" He growled.

"Yes sir" I grumbled.

"I didn't hear you, did you say something?"

I know what game Juan was trying to play. The whole let's make a fool out of Steven Stone, let's make him cower in the corner like a beaten pokemon. That game people have tried to play with me my whole life. I smirked, time for me to play the whole rich kid attitude to my advantage. "If you didn't hear me, then clean your ears old man, 'cause I'm not repeating myself" I grabbed my book form the counter and stalked out of the building.

Well there goes me having a new friend, not that I thought that I needed one. It also looks like I have gotten myself a new enemy as well.