Hey! Finally, got off my lazy ***. This story is dedicated to my fellow Comashippers at our thread! This is for the Coma vs ColdCoffee thing we have been discussing. I’m kinda tired of Coma vs Pallet, aren’t you? Here’s a try at something different!
Title: Sudeni Hito Made
Author: QueenZoroark (this fic will be posted on ff.net, but my name there ends with Palkia)
Rating: PG-13 for language and maturity, and a bit sexual themes later on.
Pairings: ComaShipping, ColdCofeeShipping (mayor), CurtainShipping, CheekyShipping, and a little Conway x OC later on (minor). There might be more parings in later chapters, but that's what I am going to use for now.
Summary: After so many years of traveling, Ash has settled down with his rival and love, Paul. Things have gone smoothly, until now. Manhood brings them challenges in their relationship, challenges they must overcome, but Ash can only do so if he stops being such a wuss. If he doesn't man up and leave his habits behind, it is certain Barry will try to win over Paul's heart! Barry has never forgotten about his idol, and now that there's an opening, he's willing to enter.
Sudeni Hito Made
And Stay Out!
It was a nice day and sunny in Veilstone City, Sinnoh. Starly were flying around in the sky. It was the perfect day to be kicked out of my house.
“C’mon, baby, don’t do this! We can work things out!” I begged as I stood outside the building, watching as my boyfriend threw everything I owned out the second floor window. He angrily tossed out my clothes and they fell on the sidewalk, where I stood.
“No, please, that’s my favorite shirt!” I complained as he tossed my Pikachu T-shirt out the window. “No, not my boxers! C’mon!” I protested again as he tossed out my entire drawer of boxers. When he ran out of clothes to dispose of, he threw my pokeballs at me.
“Stop whining, Ketchum! I don’t want your lazy *** in my house anymore! Come back when you get a job!” Paul shouted, slamming the window shut. I sighed and started to pick up my things.
Suddenly Paul opened the door, and I had just a little hope he’d let me back in. But instead, he gave Raichu and Scrafty a lollipop and motioned them to get out. After they were outside, Paul gave me a glare, and slammed the door, locking it. I rummaged around my pockets and cursed when I realized he’d kept my car and house keys.
I glared at my pokémon. “Why are you guys so happy? We’re homeless!” I said. Raichu stopped licking his lollipop and looked at me. His eyes had gotten more intense after he’d evolved a while ago. Although he couldn’t sit on my shoulder anymore, he was more agile and independent, which was why he rarely needed my attention. He tossed his lollipop into the grass and started to help me pick up my clothes from the ground.
I didn’t know why Paul was mad at me. This wasn’t the first time, though. He’d kicked me out of our house around three times, this year alone, but none of those times had been as serious as this one. This wasn’t fair! Where did he expect me to spend the night? At the park on a cold bench? No way!
“Scrafty, scraft.” Scrafty said, pointing to my pocket. I pulled out my Pokegear. Scrafty took it from me and dialed a number.
“Who are you calling?” I asked him, but I was shushed. Wait, how could a pokémon make a call?
“Hello?” Whoever Scrafty had called picked up and I snatched the Pokegear from him. “Hey Ash!” I recognized the voice as Barry’s, a good friend of mine.
“Hey, Barry…” I said, sounding a little grumpier than I thought.
“Hey, what’s up? Why so glum?” He asked cheerfully.
“I got kicked out of my house.”
“Again?” He asked, surprised.
“Yeah…mind if I stay at your house for a while?” I asked, scratching the back of my head nervously. Barry was silent for a minute.
“Sure thing! I’ll pick ya up right away! And you better be ready, or else I’m fining you!” He said as he hung up. Well, that had been sudden. And what was up with him and lawsuits? Wait, did he even own a car? He lived in Pastoria City, claiming he was going to success Crasher Wake as the Gym Leader. Of course, I highly doubted that, since Wake didn’t even like the guy.
I picked up the rest of my things and stuffed them in a suitcase. At least Paul didn’t throw out anything big. He did drastic things when he was mad, especially when at me. He often got violent, but at least he never hit me. He usually just tore up a pillow and then I’d go buy a new one.
I took my suitcase and returned Scrafty into his pokeball. Raichu and I then walked around the city and stopped at a café. Just as I was about to sit down and order, Barry burst through the door like a maniac.
“Ketchum! What are you doing here? Let’s go, go, go!” He said. “I’m going to fine you if you don’t come with me right now!” He shouted, irritated. I mentally cursed at Scrafty for even thinking of this guy! Why didn’t I just ask Reggie or Dawn? They were much more tolerable!
“Nice to see you, too, Barry…” I mumbled as I followed him out the door, leaving everyone in the café totally annoyed.
Barry was wearing gray jeans and an orange, long sleeved sweater. He had black sneakers on (as if ready to run a marathon) and wore a longer version of his old green scarf. He was well dressed compared to me, since I was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. Damn my wardrobe.
Barry had a pretty nice convertible, too. Although I didn’t like the color much; it was orange. Seriously, who would want an orange car? It was just…weird. “Hurry up, sheesh!” Barry said as I dumped my suitcase into the trunk and slammed it shut. I sat down on the passenger seat. Raichu preferred to sit on my lap. Barry got the car started and we were quickly riding away.
“So, why’s Paul mad you at this time?”
“I’m not sure…something about me being too much of a wuss.” I replied.
“Wow, Paul sure is amazing! Kicking out an expert trainer so easily!” Barry chirped. Yeah, it bothered me that after all these years, the blonde was still obsessed with my boyfriend. That was the main reason I rarely hung out with him; I was afraid of him making a move on Paul. Not like Paul would even consider this psycho, anyway…
Barry drove just as normally as a Pachirisu on a sugar rush would. He ignored stop signs, sped up in school zones, and nearly ran over an old lady who then stuck her middle finger at us. I often found myself on high alert, wondering where the Hell the police was.
“So does that mean you two broke up?” Barry suddenly asked, never peeling his eyes from the road. A chill ran down my spine.
“I’m not sure. I sure hope not, he’s all I’ve got.” I said, sighing. Raichu perked his head and looked at me.
“Rai, rai!” He protested. I chuckled lightly.
“And of course, I’ve got you, too, buddy.” I said, petting his yellow cheeks. Raichu happily waved his long tail around and rested his head again.
“That’s too bad! Maybe I should pay Paul a visit and get him to take you back!” Barry said cheerfully. I perked an eyebrow and simply stared at him. The offer was suspicious, but nice. I didn’t think Paul would even open the door to Barry, anyway.
“Eh…thanks, man.” I replied.
Barry abruptly stopped the car and my head nearly hit the windshield. Raichu was thrown off and landed on the dashboard. “We’re here!” Barry announced happily. Raichu was probably cursing in his language as I opened the door and we hopped off. I got my suitcase from the trunk and Barry went to open the door of his house. It was a two-story building with light yellow walls and simple windows. It had no garage, but had a wide backyard.
“Barry, how can you afford this house?” I asked, still staring.
“I’m a lawyer, remember?” He said smugly. Oh, right. This guy had gone to law school instead of wasting time competing and loosing in Leagues. I guessed the job fit him. But how come I couldn’t get a job? Was I so horrible? Even Paul had work. He was a High School teacher.
We went inside and I took my time observing. He had an average living room, complete with a big red couch and a plasma screen TV along with some decorations. His kitchen was also small. He showed me around the house and guided me to a spare room he had. It wasn’t fancy or anything, just a bed, a TV, and an air conditioner. Perfect.
“Alright, I’m hungry so I’ll go order take-out!” Barry announced after he replaced the bed sheets with new ones.
“Why take-out?” I asked.
“I can’t cook. If my life depended on it, I’d die.” He replied with a shrug. I was surprised at that. Did he survive only on pizza and frozen meals? Couldn’t he just hire a maid or something?
Barry dialed a number on his Pokegear at the speed of light. “Pizza, right? With pepperoni?” He asked me.
“Sure thing!” I replied.
“Hello, Happy Pizza? I want a huge pizza with pepperoni right now! Yes, this is Barry! Oh and make it quick or I won’t pay!” He said before hanging up. “Okay, get settled in, and come downstairs when you feel like it!” Barry said before running out of the room.
Well, it seemed that my stay here wouldn’t be bad. I just hoped Paul would forgive me soon, for whatever damage I did.
“So, how’s Ash doing?” Reggie asked.
“I kicked him out.” I replied as I walked out of the kitchen carrying a cup of coffee for him. He was sitting on the black couch with his legs crossed. He was wearing brown shorts, a red shirt, and his blue apron. His hair was loose and messy.
“Seriously? Again?” He asked, dumbfounded before I gave him his cup of coffee. I went back to the kitchen to clean the dishes.
“Yeah, again. It’s just, I’m falling behind economically. He rarely brings money home and my job at the Trainer High isn’t enough to cover all the bills.” I said and sighed. I’d been working my *** off, but Ash hadn’t. The money he got was from pokémon battles he won. He always won, but there weren’t many trainers in this area anymore. Every time I’d kicked him out, it was because of the same reason. Sure, eventually I’d forgive him but…I wasn’t sure about this time.
“Bro, you can’t let that bother you. You love Ash, right? Couldn’t you just consult him about getting a job?” Reggie asked.
“No, that’s too pacific. Let him ponder on his mistakes for a while.” I answered. Letting someone off easily just wasn’t my thing. Ash had to learn the hard way!
I started to wonder where he’d stay. Last time, he’d stayed with Dawn, that ****ty girl he used to travel with. I never got to be friends with her. She just loved to march around my man in those short skirts. Last time I’d talked to her, I’d given her death threat. You flash a single hint at my man and Electivire will blast you to Mars. That’s what I told her.
His second option was Reggie. But I guessed he hadn’t picked that option, because if he had, Reggie would’ve known of today’s events.
“I don’t want to talk about him anymore. So, how’s your wife?” I asked dryly as I finished the dishes and proceeded to pick up the mop. Why was this house so dirty? I damned the day I first saw filth. Usually Ash would help me with the cleaning, but it seemed I’d have to fend off on my own for now.
“Maylene’s great!” Reggie said a bit uneasy with a forced smile.
“She’s mad at you, isn’t she?” I guessed. It really wasn’t uncommon for Maylene to get angry at Reggie. He sighed and buried his head in his hands.
“Yes! She got mad because I didn't buy her the correct ice cream and went to her mom’s for the weekend! Damn, the hormones!” Reggie protested. Yep, Maylene was pregnant, which had her acting like a ***** most of the time. Thank Arceus I was a guy; I didn’t have to worry about silly pregnancy.
“When’s that thing going to come out, anyway?” I asked.
“The ‘thing’ is a human being, Paul! She could give birth any day, now…What if I miss it?!” He said, worried. I rolled my eyes.
“You worry too much. Just focus on pokémon eggs; they’re easier to handle.” I said. I took off my glasses and wiped the dirt off of them. Having to wear these was such a pain; I had to clean them every ten minutes or so.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Reggie reached for it, but I picked up first. “Who is it?” I asked.
“Hey, Paul! It’s me, Barry!” The annoying person on the other line replied. Oh, Arceus, help me.
“Oh, hey. What is it?” I asked, leaning against the kitchen doorway.
“Just wanted to let you know that Ash is staying over here. I picked him up a few hours ago.” Barry stated. My eyes widened. So that’s who he’d gone to! I would’ve never suspected. Barry was our friend, but Ash didn’t hang out with him much, and I less.
“That’s good to know. How is he?” I asked, trying to sound uncaring.
“Aw, you worry about him…” Reggie cooed from the living room.
“Shut up, I’m on the phone!” I shouted. I’d make sure to get him later.
“Oh, he’s fine. He’s not talking about you or anything. So are you single now?” Barry suddenly asked. Well, crap. Was I? Maybe it was just a temporary break up. I wondered what Ash thought. I didn’t know what to answer.
“I’m not sure. Why do you care?” I asked, sounding a bit ruder than intended.
“Oh, I wanted to know if you would like to catch a movie with me or something. Maybe go to the café? How about it? I’ll pay!” Barry invited. I put the phone down for a minute and thought about it.
“What did he say?” Reggie asked.
“He wants me to go on a date with him.” I replied, covering the end of the phone. Reggie almost choked on his coffee.
“Refuse! You’ve got a boyfriend, man!” Reggie said, glaring at me. I put the phone to my ear again.
“Alright, I’m free tomorrow.” I said.
“WHAT?!” Reggie shouted, but I ignored him.
“Awesome, awesome! I’ll be seeing you, Paul!” Barry shouted happily before hanging up. I sighed and hung up. Really, why had I just accepted the invitation?
Maybe I was subconsciously planning to get back at Ash for hanging around people that threatened me. First that Gary MF Oak, then Dawn, then that gay waiter, and then that annoying Trip guy! How many people did I have to threaten?! It was time for payback, to see how Ash would react!
“Paul, you do realize you just handed yourself to that blonde psycho, right?” Reggie asked with a stern voice.
“Yeah, I do.” I said nonchalantly.
“Ash is so going to kill you.”
“Let him try.” I said as I picked up my pokeballs. I threw one onto the floor and it popped open to reveal my Weavile. I threw another one to release Honchkrow. “It’s getting dark. Go have fun, but if you see Ash sneaking around, don’t let him get in the house, I’m still mad at him!” I commanded. Weavile nodded before she opened a window and jumped out, Honchkrow following behind. Weavile and Honchkrow were both nocturnal; they’d sleep during the day and be active at night, so I let them run around the city until sunrise. Nothing could happen; they were strong pokémon.
“Well, I don’t know what you were thinking. All I can tell you is, you better get ready for your date with Barry.” Reggie spat. He absolutely hated Barry for some reason. It was unfathomable how a guy like Reggie could even hate anything.
“Relax. It won’t be anything serious. I just want to see what Ash will do.” I assured him. Reggie looked at me and clapped slowly a few times.
“Bravo, brother, you’re a genius. The art of jealousy never fails!” He cheered.
“It never does.” I replied.
Oh well, I just hoped things would turn out alright.
Lame first chapters are lame.
I’m planning on this being a short fic, possibly only five or six chapters long because I have other fanfics to worry about, ones that are much more important to me.
I hope you guys like the idea I’m using. There’s not much romance yet, but just wait till later chapters.
By the way, the title means "Man Up Already", just thought I should clear that.
Please review! Reviews make me feel warm inside and encourage me!