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This fanfic has stuff in it!

nicoleb

Whannell's hot.
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    Title: This fanfic has stuff in it!
    Rated PG 13: Mild Course Language, Mature Themes, Mild Sexual References
    Story Type: Comedy, Adventure, Romance

    Not a very good title. But at least it's ordinal. ^_^; This is a fanfic I wrote about the Anime - the way I'd like it. ^^ It's set to just after the first Pokemon League. Basically, Kenta's old and boring Satoshi-clone personality is changed to a contester and cute Pokemon lover after losing the Pokemon League (and realizing he sucks as a battler). Kasumi and Takeshi are ditched by a fed up Satoshi (after getting his Togepi back), and Pikachu is forced to evolve into a Raichu. He carries his Fushigidane, Lizaadon, Zenigame, Pijon, Togepi, and Raichu with him for a strong and type-set team. And Wataru isn't a goody-goody. His personality is good here. Nanashi appears more, and stuff, too. (I also know that "Contester" is meant to be "Coordinator". But what "Coordinator" has to do with Contests, I don't know. So I changed it.) Okay, fanfic... Begin:

    Chapter One:

    It was a cold and starry night in Tokiwa City. The streets were live with activity, congratulating people who had being defeated utterly in the Pokemon League. A young boy of about twelve was walking along the streets, thinking. His name was Kenta, and he had been knocked out of the Pokemon League in his second battle.

    ?Pathetic,? Kenta muttered, kicking a discarded soda can out of his path, ?I lost so easily! And to Nanashi of all people!?

    Nanashi was Kenta?s rival. And also the person who had robbed Professor Utsugi of his Waninoko, now an Oodairu, and throttled Kenta?s Hinoarashi (STILL a Hinoarashi) two years ago.

    Oh, well... At least he hadn?t blubbered. Some kid named... Satorai, or something had actually collapsed on his knees and rubbed his nose. Well, he had gotten up to the fifth round. Was it worth crying over the SECOND match?

    ?Maybe I should make like Marina,? Kenta sighed wearily, ?just battle to show off my boobs.?

    A few nearby people looked at him curiously.

    ?Or, wait! I could be a contester!? Kenta burst out suddenly, causing even more people to look at him.

    A contester was someone who fought in contests. Showing off their Pokemon?s beauty, cuteness and smartness, etc.. He?d seen it often on TV. There weren?t any contest halls in Sieki, or Jouto, though. They were all located in Houen. Or, more accurately, it was located in Houen. Ever since they?d torn down all the contest halls but one to make way for more battle places. Marina wasn?t really into it, but, maybe...

    ?I SEE IT NOW!? Kenta announced, ?I SHOULD BECOME A CONTESTER!?

    ?A... Wha?! You?!?

    Oh, no. Nanashi?s voice had never sounded so amused. He was in for it now...

    **********

    Satoshi grinned as he watched the town bellow. Cars and busses (and people) were rushing around all over the place. They looked like ants from where he was sitting. One of the many useless tall buildings that were in Tokiwa to make it look like it had a bigger population than it actually did. Although, now it was very busy, since the Pokemon League had just ended. And this was the closest City to it.

    Satoshi?s grin disappeared as he remembered his progress there. Not... Good. The top 16 title may have sounded good at the time, but in a knockout challenge, that wasn?t much. Hiroshi, who had lost in the sixth round had done better than him.

    ?Oh, well...? Satoshi sighed, ?at least I didn?t lose in the first round. Or second.?

    The grin was back on his face as he remembered a boy about two years older than him lose utterly to a red-haired guy. After his loss, the guy had tried (and succeeded) in holding his tears back. Although he looked like he would burst any minute.

    Focusing on keeping his thoughts cheerful, Satoshi slowly went over all the kick-ass things he?d done in the last week:

    One: Had finally gotten fed up with Kasumi?s bitchy attitude, and Takeshi?s stupidness. Had waited for them to fall asleep, then take back his Togepi from Kasumi, then left without a word.

    Two: Had vowed to become a good Pokemon Trainer, and get a good team for once. Had made his stupid Pikachu evolve, (FINALLY), and made the damn thing stay in its Pokeball (so he could have some peace and quiet for once). He had assembled all of his best Pokemon into a team of Grass (Fushigidane), Fire (Lizaadon), Water (Zenigame), Electric (Raichu), Flying (Pijon), and Normal (Togepi). He would have proffered a Dragon Type as his sixth, but he had no idea how to catch them. He was going to see some... Wataru guy about advice on that tomorrow.

    Three: Had made his stupid Lizaadon, Raichu, and Togepi LISTEN to him. And had started training all his Pokemon to make them evolve.

    ?Oh, yeah,? Satoshi sighed, settling back against the rooftop, ?perfect... Damn, I?m good.?

    **********

    ?Oh, crap,? Kenta muttered. He turned to see the red-haired young man who had whooped him. He had a delighted grin on his face as he stared at his rival.

    ?You... Want... To... Become...? he said, letting the words out very slowly, as if they were delicious chocolates, ?a...?

    ?Oh, shut up, Nanashi!? Kenta snapped, ?I was just thinking out loud!?

    ?You were thinking about contests? Did it start out with Marina, or something??

    ?Well, actually- -H, hey! Shut up!?

    Nanashi shrugged.

    ?Meh. I can?t say I blame you for wanting to be become a contester. I mean, you suck at battling.?

    ?And you suck at... Not being... Sucky!? Kenta snapped.

    ?Um... Yeah. Anyway, I don?t mind if you want to become a contester. It?s one less challenge for me. Uh. Did I say "challenge"? I meant "waste of time".?

    ?Ha-ha!? Kenta drawled, ?at least I didn?t look like I was about to wet myself when Wataru came up and shook your hand, then realized who you-?

    ?-Okay, okay!? Nanashi interrupted, turning red with embarrassment, ?I?ll stop making fun of you! I?ll even help you if you want. Just don?t mention... Him. Please!?

    ?Why? You have a crush on him, or something??

    ?NO!!!?

    Kenta stepped back at the sudden outburst.

    ?Relax, it was a joke, just a joke. Now, uh. You got any money? Coz' I?m hungry, but I?m broke.?

    End of Chapter One.

    Please read and rate. Thankyou. ^_^
     
    Thanks for the review, Jesse-chan. ^_^

    Here's chapter 2. Please R+R, people. ^^;;

    Chapter Two:

    ?Uh... Is this the one you want, Marina??

    The young, brown haired girl held out an orangey colored scrapbook.

    ?Eh? Oh... Oh, yeah! Thanks, Seiyo?

    The girl, Marina, grinned at her friend. She had pale-like skin, and sparking green eyes. Her lightish blue hair (which was tired back into two bows) had the top part covered by a lightish blue bandanna. The rest of her clothes were "in", as well. Shorts the same color as her bandanna, a pink top, half covered by a white jacket, and bright pink shoes. She looked about twelve years old.

    The other girl, Seiyo, was slightly younger than her friend. Her brown hair was long and fashionable, and her dark brown eyes were sharp and alert. She sported a blue, school-like top with thick white sleeves. Her dress, (which was connected to her top), was very short, and also blue. Her shoes were black sandals, and she wore thick lipstick on her lips.

    ?Uh... I?m getting so many pictures of Wataru, I couldn?t carry them,? Marina told her friend sheepishly.

    Seiyo sighed.

    ?I really don?t know what you see in that guy, Marina. I mean... He?s, ah.?

    ?He?s what??

    ?Well, didn?t you notice anything while watching him on that stage at the Pokemon League??

    ?Um. I noticed Nanashi was about to wet himself,? Marina tried.

    ?Oh, God. Never mind, Marina,? Seiyo turned back too the shelf she had been browsing through and pretended to be looking at the stuff on it (which was mostly crap).

    ?Hmmm... Uh, I didn?t see you at the Pokemon League, Seiyo,? Marina started in.

    ?Oh, ah, yeah... I, ah... Sort of haven?t...?

    Seiyo looked embarrassed. Unlike most trainers, she didn?t travel around so much. Instead, she went to a very expensive school. Being one of the smartest students there (as well as the prettiest), Seiyo was doing quite well for herself. However, she still had to graduate the final year in order to enter the Pokemon League without badges.

    ?Oh, well. Maybe next year,? Marina laughed, ?let?s just buy the book and get out of here. These shelves are filled mostly with crap.?

    The two girls walked up to a counter where a bored looking man served them, taking their change and showed them out.

    ?So, what do you want to do now?? Marina asked outside.

    It was the middle of the night in Tokiwa City. Just after the Pokemon League, it was a very busy time, all right. The shop the two girls had just been kicked out of ?s door closed behind them.

    ?Um... Go and annoy Kenta?? Seiyo asked, ?he actually lost in the second round, you know. At least you got up to the sixth round.?

    ?Hey! It was the fifth round, smart-ass!?

    **********

    ?Satoshi??

    Satoshi almost fell from his roof perch. There he had been, half asleep, and someone had had the nerve to startle him like that.

    He turned, annoyed. It was Hiroshi, grinning at him with his Pikachu on his shoulder.

    ?Oh, it?s just you.?

    ?Is that any way to talk to your old friend?? Hiroshi asked, still smiling.

    Satoshi sighed.

    ?Hiroshi, can you please go away??

    ?Aw! Come on, dude! What?s wrong??

    Hiroshi?s overly cheerful attitude was becoming irritating.

    ?I got pissed off, okay? Kasumi and stuff...?

    ?Oh, yeah,? Hiroshi said, sitting down next to him, ?well. I don?t blame you, dude. She?s such a... Uh... I?d love to sneak up on her, lift up her top, and-?

    ?-I don?t have to here that!?

    ?Hey! Calm down! I was going to say; "lift up her top and sneak some Spear eggs in.". Then they?d hatch and kill her!?

    ?Your sense of humor is wonderful, Hiroshi,? Satoshi said with another sigh.

    ?By the way; did you see that guy who lost in the second round?? Hiroshi asked, grinning widely.

    ?Uh... Kenshin??

    ?I think it was Kent-kent,? Hiroshi said.

    ?Well, if it is, I bloody-well feel sorry for him.?

    ?For losing, you mean??

    ?No, moron! I mean having a name like Kent-kent!?

    Hiroshi shrugged and started patting his Pikachu absent mindedly on its smooth and well brushed fur.

    ?Um. Guess what?? Satoshi said, annoyed by the long silence.

    ?Hmm?? Hiroshi looked up.

    ?I?m seeing some Wataru guy on how to catch Dragon Pokemon tomorrow.?

    ?Why would you want to do that??

    ?Because my current team sucks. They say he?s really weird, though. He has, like... A cape, or something.?

    ?Wataru? Wataru of the Elite Four?? Hiroshi was very interested now, ?how did you make him agree to that??

    ?I told him I had something cool to tell him. My plan is; go in his office, tell him something cool, then he?ll teach me how to catch Dragon Pokemon!?

    Hiroshi was silent for a moment before he said; ?Satoshi... That might just be the dumbest thing I?ve ever heard.?

    ?What?! How is it dumb?!? Satoshi demanded.

    ?Well, first off, Wataru is a raging lunatic. And, secondly, what the hell will you tell him??

    ?Oh, yeah. Um, something cool,? Satoshi replied.

    ?And what about the lunatic problem??

    ?Something cool,? Satoshi repeated.

    ?Are you even listening to me??

    ?Something cool.?

    ?Fine, get yourself killed, then,? Hiroshi sighed, stroking his Pikachu, ?do you want to stay in the Pokemon Center tonight? Coz', ah, I don?t think any of the trains or busses are running tonight.?

    ?They are running. We just can?t get on because there?s so many people, idiot,? Satoshi grumbled.

    The two of them got up, Hiroshi clutching his Pikachu, and made their way slowly toward the Pokemon Center.

    **********

    Nanashi watched, stunned, as his rival gulped down countless bowls of soup and chips.

    ?When I agreed to buying you some food,? he said tiredly, ?I didn?t mean to let you eat enough to look like Sally Struthers.?

    ?Who?s Sally Struthers?? Kenta asked through mouthfuls of food.

    ?Some chick I just made up.?

    ?Chickens aren?t that fat, dude.?

    ?Oh, my God... Just forget it.?

    The two of them were in the Pokemon Center of Tokiwa City. Nanashi wasn?t really eating. He was just watching Kenta eat. Full-round entertainment.

    When Kenta had finished his seventh helping of chips and soup, he suddenly stopped in the middle of the eighth one.

    ?What?? Nanashi asked, ?you full finally??

    Kenta didn?t say anything. He just pointed.

    Nanashi turned, fearing it might be Wataru. But, no. It was that boy, Satoshi, who had cried after losing his fifth round in the Pokemon League. And that Hiroshi guy with his weird-fringed Pikachu.

    Before he could say anything, Kenta had called; ?yo'! Over here! Sit with us!?

    Satoshi and Hiroshi, seeing the champion of the Pokemon League and the famous moron who had lost in the second round, walked over.

    They both sat down, and Hiroshi placed his Pikachu on the table.

    ?Hey, dudes,? Kenta said, going back to his food, ?want something to eat? Nanashi can pay.?

    ?Me?!?

    ?It?s okay,? Hiroshi said, ?we?re going to bed soon, anyway.?

    The two older boys stared at them, Kenta with a chip sticking out of his mouth.

    ?TO SLEEP!? Hiroshi said, annoyed.

    ?No we?re not!? Satoshi snapped, ?Nanashi! Order us some food! Kenshin! Thanks for the offer!?

    ?It?s Kenta!? Kenta snapped.

    Nanashi gave Kenta "a look", and signaled for the waiter to come over. Both Satoshi and Hiroshi ordered large helpings of food, Hiroshi also ordering some expensive Pokemon food for his Pikachu.

    ?You know,? Nanashi said in a weary voice, ?when I won the Pokemon League, I didn?t know I was going to be spending a bunch of my victory money ON GREEDY PIGS!?

    The three gobbling boys ignored him.

    Nanashi leaned back in his seat and sighed. Then he stopped, glancing out the window in shock,

    He could almost have sworn... To have seen someone there. Someone with a cape. But, no, the streets were full with morons celebrating, but there was no one wearing a cape. Thank God...

    End of Chapter Two.
     
    XD

    ?When I agreed to buying you some food,? he said tiredly, ?I didn?t mean to let you eat enough to look like Sally Struthers.?

    ?Who?s Sally Struthers?? Kenta asked through mouthfuls of food.

    ?Some chick I just made up.?

    ?Chickens aren?t that fat, dude.?

    ?Oh, my God... Just forget it.?

    ^LOL! Good Chapter, niko! ^^
     
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