A Warrior's Sweetheart (Incineroar X Decidueye)

A fighter

Incineroar's POV:

I win another arena battle once again, too easy I suppose because they always send out the ones who have graduated to their semi-mastery fighting degree until they have to face me in battle. Pf! What idiots they are! I've been doing this for more than three years, yet, they still hitting me with Pokemon who want to prove me wrong. I go into the locker room right at the back of the Battle Royal arena to cool off from today's match. I got out my gear bag and my bottle of water and drank almost most of the first half of it while taking a breath and looking at my phone with my slightly shaking hands/paws. 

*Really?!? It's already 4 PM?? Ugh They really extend these battles on us don't they.* I thought to myself while rolling my eyes. 

I let out a sigh as I stand back up and back up my stuff for the day, relived that I was done for the day and didn't have sparing tomorrow too, and made my way back to my luxury place that my parents bought for me at the time I evolved into this. It's basically just like your average home sweet home kind of thing but most of my friends usually come over and hang out a lot after the day is over. I kinda like it afterwards and getting used to the company was sometimes a struggle back then since I was always independent as a teen, never really going into anything deep. 

When Incineroar arrives home

I got home around 4:35 on foot because there were no buses going around at this time, which is stupid in my opinion or if it's just the bus driver being a lazy bi**h and getting off early when there are literally people walking back home. There was only my good friends, Chestnaught and Greninja outside talking to each other with a couple other guys and few women. Why with the very few women here? It's because I rarely see any women who were fighter in the Battle Royal that I know of. I gave them a wave gesture and they smiled and waved back before i could get my stuff upstairs in my bedroom. I open the door to my room and opened a good sized closet that held a bunch of my training weapons such as swords, knives, nun-chucks, boxing equipment, and much more. I toss my bag into the small closet and closed my door after before fixing up my fur a little bit before Pokemon started showing up at my place. I laid down on my bed and stare off into space, just thinking about nothing but into space and tossing and turning to different positions, one way facing the wall and the other facing the windows, half covered by the curtains. 

A couple hours later

I woke up from my unexpected sleep to slightly overhear a bunch more voices from downstairs, which told me that the other Pokemon came while I was asleep. I smile to myself for letting the time pass by and I go downstairs to see everyone. Just like that, everyone was there and a bunch of them greeted me as I walk around the place with a serious smile on my face while going outside to the back porch. I made it outside to see some other people I knew from and I sat down in one of the chairs by the fire pit outside. 

"Hey Incineroar! Glad you could make it!" Blaziken said while playfully punching my shoulder. 

"Congrats on your win Incineroar." Swampert said with a delighted smile. 

"Heh..thanks guys.. I always try to support." I respond back slightly worn out from the sleep. 

"We know you always tryin to make the best of it for us." Chestnaught said while holding a root beer glass bottle in his hand. 

"So Incineroar...you see any girls lately?~" Greninja said while winking at me. 

"What? No! I don't have time for girls or anyone for affection in that way just yet." I respond while shocked of what he said.