A trainer's story [08]

Story by LucarioLover95 on SoFurry

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#8 of A trainer's story


Flaming Confession

* Notice: This is a flashback.

(Last night, Ryan's room, 7 pm)

"Hey guys, I gonna out and get us something for dinner. You two stay here and don't mess up the place, ok?", Ryan said, picking up his shirt and putting it on.

Monferno nodded nonchalantly, not taking his eyes off the flat-screen TV. Charmeleon, on the other hand, purred slightly as the sight of his trainer putting the shirt on. Although Charmeleon had been traveling with Ryan for more than two months, he usually had to spend most of his time staying in the pokeball, but since Jake and Lucario joined them, Ryan had built himself a habit of letting his pokemon stay outside all the time. The fire pokemon eyed his trainer hungrily with flushed cheeks and a watering mouth. He watched Ryan leave the room and waited until he could no longer hear the trainer's footstep. Sighing, Charmeleon turned around to check if there was anything to do, only to notice that Monferno looking at him intently with a creepy smirk on his face.

"What?", asked Charmeleon, confused.

"Nothing...", Monferno replied. Somehow, his smirk became even creepier and extremely evil, "I just found out some interesting stuffs ."

"Interesting? What's interesting?", the fire pokemon asked, looking at Monferno curiously.

"Two things: First: You're in love with Ryan and second, you're an idiot."

The impact of Monferno's words hit Charmleon immediately. He got extremely angry because Monferno had just called him an idiot, and more importantly, the fact that Monferno had discovered his feelings for Ryan, and the way he spoke it out so bluntly made Charmleon feel way too embarassed.

"What the fuck did you say? I'm not in love with Ryan, and how dare you called me an 'idiot'?", Charmelon growled, his face burning with fury and he was looking at Monferno as though he wanted to eat the little pokemon alive. But Monferno's smirk only grew wilder, "Yeah yeah, try acting touch all you want, but in the end, you can't fool anyone, Charmeleon. It's too obvious. The way you act when you're with him...tch tch tch, I think even a fool can tell you're in love with Ryan."

"What do you mean? How do I...?"

"Blushing, drooling, purring...Not to mention that look on your face just now. Seriously, it crept me out, yuck!", said Monferno while sticking his tongue out, as though he was looking at something very, very disgusting.

"Grrr...Why you!!!", the fire pokemon growled again. By now, his face was getting intensely hot. He wanted to say something to shut Monferno up, to defense himself, but every time Charmleon tried to open his mouth, he felt like there was something stuck in his throat, making it impossible for him to say anything. What could he say, honestly? His secret had been exposed, and there was nothing he could do to deny it because, uhm, simply it was the truth. Bending his head down in defeat, Charmelon said, with a surprisingly timid voice, "Is it really that obvious?"

"Pretty much, yes.", Monferno responded calmly, but then his voice suddenly became serious, "I don't understand, Charmeleon. If you love Ryan that much, why don't you confess to him already?"

"Easy for you to say.", said Charmeleon, his voice contained a hint of sarcasm mixed with bitterness, "Don't you know that this kind of relationship is outlawed and is despited by most human in this world, not to mention that we're both male. Oh yeah, it's perfect, isn't it: A gay pokemon-trainer relationship."

"Like hell I care. You love him, don't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"Then just go straight to Ryan and tell him already! What are you trying to do? Wait until someone else takes him away and then spend the rest of your life regretting not making a move?", Monferno snapped, crossing his arms and letting out a sigh, "Trust me, you'll really regret it if you don't quickly make your moves now."

"Are you nuts? What do you expect me to say? Something like 'Oh hey Ryan, I'm gay and by the way, I'm in love with you?' Beside, he can't understand me, literally...How in the world can I confess to him?"

"That's why I told you: You are an idiot.", Monferno sighed, shaking his head, which made Charmeleon a little confused, "What do you mean?"

"He can understand us, you fool. I'm surprised that you failed to notice it, since you're always staring at him....", Monferno said, but shook his head in defeat when he noticed the silly look on Charmeleon's face, "Geez...Listen! When Ryan returned after having met Jake two days ago, I noticed that he was wearing something under his left ear, the same thing that Jake wears. I think it is some sort of device that helps human understand pokemon speech, because yesterday, when we were training together, I caught Ryan taking to Lucario. Talking, I tell ya."

"But if it's really so, then why didn't he let us know?", Charmeleon asked, still feeling confused.

"Like I'm supposed to know...But I suggest that you take this chance and tell him your feelings, before it's too late. I know it's a bit difficult, but love isn't something that you can regain after losing it. Just give it a shot, and who knows, he might feel the same way about you."

Charmeleon thought of what Monferno had just said, and he realized that the pokemon was right. He would never know what would happen if he didn't try. It might actually work out. Look at Jake and Lucario! They were the same as him and Ryan, yet they were able to cross the lines and come to each other, so why weren't him and Ryan, too?

However, Charmeleon knew it would be a disaster if he messed up. The pokemon had been with Ryan since the first day of his journey, and after all that time, Ryan hadn't shown, even the smallest sign that he was okay with this kind of relationship. And, he knew nothing about Jake and Lucario after all. Charmeleon really couldn't imagine what Ryan would think if he found out his friend's special relationship.

Both pokemon went into a stage of silence, neither could think of what to say. The atmosphere inside the room also became surprisingly tense and unpleasant, and it would properly continue for awhile, if it hadn't been for the sound of opening doors.

"Sorry for taking too long...", said Ryan as he walked into the room, carrying a tray with three plates of food on it. The trainer placed the tray on the table at the room's left corner and let out a sigh of relief. He then took a plate and gave it to Monferno, "Here you go! I thought that both you would like hot stuffs, since you're fire pokemon, so I bought this for ya. Hot, spicy curry rice.". And...yup, Ryan was right. Monferno took his plate with a smile and sniffed the food eagerly, then immediately dug in.

Ryan grinned at the sight of Monferno greedily eating his food, then he took another plate and hanged it over to Charmeleon, "This one for you. It taste absolutely delicous."

Charmeleon growled happily and nuzzled Ryan with his head, making the trainer chuckle, "Ahahah, that tickles, buddy...Hahah, okay, okay...Let's eat, and be careful not to spill it onto the sheet or the floor, or we will have a nasty cleaning to do."

"There he goes again! Seriously, it creeps me out!", Monferno thought while globbing his food, "That fool, guess I have no choice but to help him. Let's see, hmm...that's it! he just needs some privacy with Ryan. Alright, if you don't use this chance to confess to him, I swear to Arceus I'll give you the butt-kicking of your life!"

After that, Monferno quickly finished the rest of his dinner and set his plate on the table. He then walked over to Ryan and tugged the boy's shirt to get his attention.

"What's up, Monferno?", asked Ryan with a mouthful of food.

The fire pokemon pretended to yawn, using his left hand to cover his gaping mouth.

"Sleepy, eh? Do you want to sleep on the bed? I can sleep on the sofa later."

Monferno shook his head.

"No, then...what do you need, buddy?", asked Ryan, and Monferno replied by pointing at a pokemon attached on the trainer's belt. (The special belt that every trainer had to carry his/her pokeballs)

"What? The pokeball? Oh, I got it."

The trainer took out a pokemon and pressed the button in the middle of it. The ball enlarged and a red beam of light flashed out from it, engulfing Monferno's body and sucking him into the pokeball.

Ryan tossed the pokeball onto the bed and resumed his meal, unawared of a certain Charmeleon who was looking at him in shock.

(Charmeleon's POV)

"I can't believe it! What the hell was that damned monkey trying to do? Now I'm stuck here, alone, with Ryan", I thought angrily, but my eyes drifted to Ryan and it struck me as I realized what Monferno wanted me to do, "...Alone...Wait, does this mean...He wanted me to...to confess to Ryan?...That jerk, he could have told me beforehand! This is just too sudden!"

"But more importantly...What should I do now?"

"Should I go ahead and tell Ryan? Maybe he feels the same way about me. I mean, we are close friends...well, true to be told, I've never had any chances to be...intimate with him like Jake and Lucario, but...meh, we're still friends! But what if he doesn't accept my feelings? Oh Arceus, I don't even want to think about that scenario."

_love isn't something that you can regain after losing it..._Monferno was right. I have to give it a try.

"Dammit! Guess I have no other choices..."

(Narrator's POV)

It was rather hard, but Charmeleon finally made up his mind. Swallowed his dinner, he waited patiently for Ryan to finish with his dish too (if you are curious about what Ryan was eating, it was Tortellini). It didn't take long. After Ryan had set his plate on the table, the fire pokemon nudged him softly and let out a small growl (which was similar to the sound a dog would make when he wanted to plea his master for something). The trainer turned around and looked at Charmeleon quizzily, "Huh?"

Charmeleon felt his face get hot again. This was his first time being so close to Ryan, and the pokemon felt extremely nervous, as though he was on the nick of having a seiruze. 'Say those words, just say those fucking words already!!!', he mentally urged himself, but somehow, his lips seemed to be glued together...

'Why was it so freaking hard for people to confess to each other?', Charmeleon, himself, wondered.

Maybe he was tense up a little bit. Maybe he needed to do something to clean up his nervousness, and he quickly came up with the solution. A very, very risky idea, but if it worked, Charmeleon had no doubt that he would success confessing to Ryan.

"Something wrong?", asked Ryan.

But Charmeleon didn't answer. Instead, the flame pokemon moved closer to Ryan, inch by inch. The trainer couldn't figure it out what in the world his friend was trying to do, but he knew that Charmeleon wouldn't hurt, or do something bad to him, so he stayed still and waited for whatever was coming.

However, the distance between them soon became too close, and their faces were just barely inches apart. Ryan could actually feel Charmeleon's hot breaths spread on his face, bringing a pleasant smell of smoke mixed with curry. His mind told him that something bad was about to happen, so he tried to do fall back, but Charmeleon kept looking at him, and somehow, the trainer couldn't move even one of his muscles when he looked into the pokemon's deep, blue eyes. He saw within those eyes, Ryan wished that he had been wrong, intense passion and lust. What the hell was Charmeleon thinking about?

"C-Charmeleon, what are you doing...?", Ryan stuttered, but the pokemon quickly silenced him by pressing their lips together.

...

The kiss was wrong, and Ryan knew that he wasn't supposed to enjoy it, but for some berserk reason...he was. His brain felt like it was melting in the pleasure, and it was the most intense sensation the trainer had ever had in his life, almost indescribable.

Charmeleon was quite nervous, but he started to relax when he noticed that Ryan wasn't showing any signs of protest. In fact, the trainer was more into the kiss than he had imagined. Ryan instinctively wrapped his hands around the pokemon's neck and parted his lips to let Charmeleonn's tongue slide into his mouth.

The warm, slimmy appendage wrapped itself around Ryan's tongue, coaxing it with slick saliva, glueing their mouths together. Ryan's mind had gone blank because of the pleasure he was receiving, and he actually started to kiss back aggressively. He didn't care about the fact that he was kissing a male pokemon, and his best friend anymore.

They could go on like that for hours, but unfortunately, the shortage of breaths forced them to break apart. As their lips parted, they looked at each other awkwardly, both blushing hard.

"Ryan...I'm not sure if you could understand me or not, but I just want you to know this...I love you! I really do!"

...

The kiss was quite a shock for Ryan, but...not as much as what Charmeleon had just said to him. What was it again? Oh, that's right: I love you! (right now, his mind was like...@.@)

(Ryan's POV)

"I wish that all of this was some sort of a crazy dream, or I might have gone bananas. But no...it really did happen! So...freaking weird, but no douts about it, Charmeleon loves me. I mean, he kissed me, and he said those words too."

"No wonder why he treats me so...diferrently. I thought it was because I was his trainer, but consider his fierce and proud nature, it was still abnormal, because I heard that even the famous trainer Ash Ketchum had a hell of issue with his Charmeleon..."

"But hold on a sec....If that's the case, why did he choose this exact time to confess to me? Why now? Could it be that...he knew I could understand pokemon speech now? How in the world? I'd been very careful because Jake told me not to...Oh crap!"

"Jake knew this. He knew Charmeleon loved me all the time. That's why he told me not to let Charmeleon know that I have a translator. He wanted Charmeleon to confess to me. Fuck! I should have figured it out a bit sooner!"

"But right know, the main problem is...what the hell am I going to do? Should I accept his feelings? To be honest, I haven't spent much time thinking about this stuff until now, and I would have never thought about the idea of...you know, being gay. But at least it feels nice to have someone that, uhm, loves you, althought it's kinda weird, even a bit...gross since that 'someone' is male, and not even human. Beside, just from the way Charmeleon looks at me, waiting for my answer as if his life depends on it, I knew that he will be extremely devastated if I says no. I can't affort to lose him, I really can't. My heart softened, and somehow, I come to realize my feelings for him...It won't be easy, but I'll give it a shot."

"We were good friends, but now, I think we are lovers. I...I love him, too."

(Narrator's POV)

Charmeleon was still looking at Ryan intently, waiting desperately for his answer. Was this the end for their relationships (including their friendship), or, the beginning of a happy, romantic story? Let's see what Ryan was going to do.

There was only silence, until a soft voice broke the tense atmosphere...

"Charmeleon...I, uhm, it's a bit hard for me to say this, but...I understand your feelings, and I'll accept them. I love you t-...Whoa!"

Ryan wasn't able to finish, because as soon as Charmeleon heard those words 'I love you' from him, the pokemon immediately tackled Ryan to the bed and gave him a bone-crushing bear hug, while crying like a baby into the trainer's chest. Ryan was totally caught off guard by this, and the only thing he could do was to stroke the pokemon's back, trying to comfort his friend and, at the same time, figuring out what in the world had he done wrong?

"You love me! You really love me!", Charmeleon cried out, tightening his grip around Ryan's back, making the trainer wince.

"Ack...Charmeleon...can't breath..my back...gonna break...ack!!!", whined Ryan, making Charmeleon realize that he had almost crushed the trainer. Immediately loosening his grip, the fire pokemon snuggle his head into Ryan's neck affectionally, earning a soft moan from the trainer, "Sorry. I'm just so happy. I though that you would be disgusted, and it really scared the hell out of me. I don't want to live without you, Ryan..."

"No, you won't. I'll always be with you, I promise!", Ryan smiled, "So, can you get off me now, big boy. This wet shirt is starting to make me feel uncomfortable."

Charmeleon looked at Ryan's shirt and blushed fiercely when he realized that it was completely damped with his tears. A mighty and proud fire pokemon cried like a baby into a boy's shirt? He just couldn't believe he had just done that! There goes his reputation.

"Don't worry. I think it's rather cute to see you crying like that. Who know you have a soft side under that fierce, flame-breathing mask?", Ryan teased him lovingly while removing his wet shirt, making Charmeleon blush even more.

"Come here, Charmeleon!", said Ryan with a smile as he climbed onto the bed. Charmeleon growled happily and laid next to his new lover. They gave each other a warm embrace.

"There's a couple of questions that I want to ask you.", said Ryan.

...

"First up, how long have you been in love with me?"

"About a week after I met you...I guess. I don't know why, but I have a strong impession with you. I admired your ambition, I admired the intense level of confident you have, and I, uhm, was attrached by your appearance. I mean...I've never met anyone as...handsome and sexy as you.", Charmeleon responded, blushing hard as he blurted out everything in his mind. (Can't blame him, though, because it was really...awkward trying to explain the reasons why you loved someone)

"That's so sweet!", said Ryan. Although he sounded modest, the trainer was actually very proud and happy to receive such praises (Honestly, who won't?), "Are you trying to butter me up? I'm not that amazing..."

"No, I really meant it. You're everything to me, Ryan. Without you, I have nothing left."

"Uhm, okay, for my next question...How did you know that I could understand pokemon speech. Did anyone tell you that I had a translator? Was it Jake?"

"No, it was Monferno. He noticed it when you spoke to Lucario yesterday. He also knew that I loved you, and he...Arggg, just thinking about the way that damn monkey looked at me back then absolutely pisses me off. I gonna kick his ass later.", Charmeleon growled slightly.

"He got me...", Ryan chuckled.

"Now it's my turn to ask. Where did you get that translator?"

"Obviously from Jake. He is such a kind and generous friend to buy it for me. He also told me not to let you know. Does this mean that he knew you loved me from the beginning?"

"Yeah...I was careless, but he said that he would support me, and guess he did. We own him big time."

"So...Jake really doesn't have any issues with homosexual?", Ryan asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Why would he? Don't you know that he and Lucario are also lovers.", Charmeleon replied calmly.

"They are? Wait, they ARE?", the trainer said in disbelief.

"Ryan, Ryan...", Charmeleon shook his head, "You're a skilled and intelligent trainer, but when it comes to some specific things, you know absolutely nothing. Anyone could easily figure it out just by looking at the way they treat each other."

"I guess you're right. Maybe I'm a bit...insensitive."

"M_aybe?_ You are insensitive, because you didn't realize my feeling for ya, even after all the time we spent together, even how close I'm to you.", Charmeleon accused jokingly. Ryan chuckled and planted a soft kiss on the pokemon's lips, "Sorry, heheh. Let's me make up for ya. I'll stay with you for the rest of my life."

"Point taken!", smiled the pokemon.

(And in case any of you are curious about what happened next, I'm sorry to tell you that Ryan and Charmeleon didn't process any further after that. Just a few kissed, embraces and snuggles, no blowjobs, no...uhm, you know it. Don't wanna be too hasty :P)

(End of flashback)

"Wow!!!", Jake and Lucario said in unision as Ryan finished his story.

"So romantic...", said Jake in awe.

"...So cute!", Lucario added with a big smile, his spiky ears flicked playfully as he looked at the shy, newfound couple, "I'm serious, Charmeleon. That was such a cute story. Congrats, you two."

"T-thanks, Lucario...", Ryan said with a small blush, "...and Jake, you've done so much for me. I-I don't know how to repay you."

"We're friends, Ryan, and I'll always support you. Beside, you've also helped me a lot since we started traveling together. You lent me Charmeleon to kick Jason's ass; you gave me precious advices, and thanks to those advices, I was able to defeat Roark. I couldnn't ask for a better companion than you, so don't bother about anything, okay.", Jake replied almost instantly, smiling smugly, "By the way, Ryan, I think you also own Monferno. He gave Charmeleon the motivation and courage he needed to confess to you."

"Speaking of Monferno, where's that cheeky brat?", asked Lucario.

"He's...dammit, he's in here!", Ryan gasped and hastily grabbed a pokeball from his belt, "Oh man, he gonna lecture me to death!"

"No he won't.", Charmeleon nudged Ryan softly, "I'm right here to protect you."

Lucario let out a quiet whistle, "D'aww! Just look at them...How cute!", the pokemon thought and smiled inwardly.

*Ding*

The pokeball opened with a red beam, revealing an angry-looking Monferno.

"For Arceus' sake, does that kid Ryan know how fucking crammed it is in that ball!", Monferno said out loud while stretching his limps, trying to make his muscles work again.

"Watch your mouth, Monferno!", growled Charmeleon angrily.

"That voice....Charmeleon, and...oh, Lucario. Jake and Ryan too. Where exactly am I?"

"My room...", Jake responded calmly, "It's the first time we've ever talked to each other, isn't it? Nice to meet you, Monferno."

"Did I miss something?", asked Monferno. He was getting a little uneasy to notice that everyone else in the room was looking at him intently.

"You sure did...", Lucario replied, "Long story, but I can summarize it as follows: your buddies, Charmeleon and Ryan, have officially become lovers; and Charmeleon here is pretty pissed because you just insulted his boy friend."

"He and Ryan...WHAT?", Monferno blurted out loudly, "Oh thanks Arceus!!! I thought he wouldn't make it. Good job, Charmeleon! Really good job!"

"Why you...", Charmeleon growled furiously, his rage had already reached another level.

"Uh-oh, they're going to fight...", Jake said nervously and whispered into Lucario's ears, "We've got to stop them before they set this place on fire."

"Leave it to me!", smirked Lucario. He walked to Charmeleon and put one of his paws on the fire pokemon's shoulder, whispering into Charmeleon's ears, "Let him be, Charmeleon. He's just a brat, so he clearly couldn't understand anything he was talking about. I know you're much more mature, right?"

Lucario's plan should have worked. Unfortunately, he underestimated Monferno's hearing sense.

"Who did you call a brat, you mutt?", Monferno shouted, his face turned into deep crimson.

"Obviously you.", the aura pokemon replied, keeping his cool, "And if you 're thinking about fighting me, then let me tell you this: As you are now, heheh...it's still one hundred years too early."

"That's it!!! I will..."

"Don't, Monferno. I watched Lucario's battle today. So, as much as I hate to say this, he's right. It's too soon for you to fight him.", Ryan shook his head.

"But I...He called me a brat. I can't forgive him for that!", Monferno protested.

"I told you to stop, Monferno! Or you will spend the next two weeks inside the pokeball. Which one do you prefer?", Ryan threated with a stern voice.

The terrible experience of being stuck in a hot, crammed ball clearly still haunting Monferno, and Ryan could see him bending his head down in defeat, " *huffed* Fine. I'll listen to you, just this time."

"Well, he clearly can't fight Lucario, but who said I can't...", said Charmeleon, much to every one's surprise, "Oh no, nothing personal. I just want to see, and to have a taste of how much he has improved. Beside, I still own you for beating me last time."

"Sounds like an interesting challenge.", Lucario smirked and cracked his knuckles, "Okay, I would be happy to kick your butt again...I accept. Let's do it, right now!"

"Oh man...", Jake and Ryan sighed at the same time, both looking at their lovers, and tried not to imagine about what was going to happen.

(To be continued)