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Maven walked into Celadon city with Vixy still in her arms, and Phyra at her side. She knew her cousin lived around here somewhere. However she hadn't visited him in forever. She walked the streets thankful that no one decided to challenge her.

Maven walked down the streets and finally recognized a house. She sent Phyra into the back yard knowing she'd be safe. She then knocked on the door and her aunt answered.

"Hi auntie...Im here for the contest that will take place. Figured I'd stop in and say....AAHI!!" Maven started to say but was dragged in a big hug from her aunt and pulled inside.

"MAVEN it's been so long! Trevor will be excited to see you. OH and here I thought you had gotten a Ponyta." She said noticing the Vulpix
"I did Phyra's in back resting. I'm taking care of this one."
"Well you are staying here as you wait for the contest. No questions now go wash up I'll have some food for you soon."

Maven smiled to herself and put Vixy down as she washed her hands and Vixy's paws.

"We'll bring some out to Phyra later..just she's to big for the house."

Maven smiled and sat down at the table with Vixy on her lap curled up. Her aunt fixed her a nice meal and Maven finished a third of it and gave another thrid to Vixy as she went out and lied in the backyard letting Phyra have the last.

Hiro let out a vicious growl as he dashed towards the Hypno, gnashing his teeth and sinking them into a fleshy spot on Hypno's arm. Once he had a firm hold, the Arcanine shook his foe fiercely, something which Kasiya hadn't seen him do in a while. "Fight back, Hypno! Headbutt!" Jonathan commanded. Giving a nod, and wincing under the pressure of Hiro's jaws clamped around its right arm, the Hypnosis Pokemon reared back and slammed its head into the Arcanine's side, causing the large Fire-type to yelp and release him. Still growling, Hiro retreated a bit, bearing his teeth.

Kasiya didn't change her stance in the slightest. Smiling, she set Hiro on the attack again, this time the call being for a Take Down. The Arcanine bolted forward, throwing his weight into attack, only to have the Hypno sidestep. "Come on, Hypno! Counter with a Psychic!" Jonathan nodded, pointing at Hiro. Hypno swung its pendulum around a few times, a bright green aura engulfing both itself and the Arcanine and lifting the latter from the ground as if he weighed nothing. With a carefree flick of its wrist, Hypno sent Hiro flying, and the Fire-type came crashing down in front of Kasiya with a painful-sounding thud.

The air felt good on Mike's now naked hands, red indents lined his palms from the tightness of the gloves. He waved them around happily, then pulled out his notebook and pen. Walking towards the Gym door, he etched out a little note:

My Dearest Flannery,

Hello, it's Mike! I'm home at the moment, and plan on staying for a little while, maybe a day or so. If you'd like, we could get lunch together at the usual place, or have a battle, it's up to you. Just writing this to say I miss you and love you.

To those who no doubt will read this who's name is not Flannery, hi. =D

With much love, your valiant knight,
Mike

Using a bit of tape he had, the boy stuck the note to the wall, hoping she would get it soon. He really did miss her.



Mike and Nitro waited a little while, wandering around town doing nothing constructive. The boy contemplating visiting Flannery at her home, but he didn't want to be rude if she was sleeping. He got an image of her with her hair down, working hard on Gym cleanup after a glorious win. His heart fluttered as a dopey grin was plastered on his face. Nitro sighed, tis had been a common practice of his trainer's since long before they left for Vermillion to start training.

After some more wandering around, Mike found himself bored. "Alright, it's time to spice things up a bit." The boy said with a chuckle, taking out his PokeNav. Holding the down button on his number list, it scrolled down randomly, Mike closing his eyes. "Ha!" He let go, opening his eyes to see what number it stopped on.

Kilik.

"Alright!" He cheered. "The kid with the Ele...kid." He dialed his number without a second thought, happily listening to the ring on the other side.

"Ey! Kilik!" Mike practically shouted into the receiver. "What's up!" He smiled, pretty amused with his hearty greeting. "Listen, I'm in Lavaridge, my hometown, and to be honest, am a little bored. I was wondering if you wanted to swing by and maybe Napalm can have a little rematch with your Elekid. If that goes well, we could have a full out six on six." Mike nearly giggled at the thought of a full out battle, feeling excited with the possibility of Portabello and Titanium getting some much needed training.

The meal of hotdogs was a tasty one. The Professor and his aide ate as only boys can, talking to each other through mouthfuls of bun and sausage. The two seemed to be able to understand each other perfectly well but Akane could only make out half the words.

The meal finished, she and Twinkers followed Professor Oak into a large library. "Please look at whatever books you'd like. I've got a few emails to respond to. When your done Tracey can show you to the guest bedroom." Professor Oak then wandered off towards what looked like his office.

The library was extensive; many of the books were complex and laden with scientific terms Akane barely understood (she only understood what she did thanks mainly to her parents constant talk of their research). After a while of browsing Akane settled down in a comfortable chair at a large desk, a towering pile of books in front of her and she began to read. Twinkers, in the meantime, busied herself playing with Allegra and exploring the mansion.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the line had already clicked dead. Closing his Nav and tucking it into his jacket pocket (the feeling of vibrating pants was a little too strange), he turned to his two companions. "Looks like we're going to Lavaridge."

"Lavaridge!" Mazarin nearly spun around on the spot at the mention, "That's where that total hottie of a Gym Leader lives!" He placed a hand over his heart, "Flannery, your beauty burns like the Fire-type that you train!" He felt a hand pat his shoulder.

"Relax, Casanova. Mike's already gotten dibs." At that moment, it was as if he could feel Mazarin's heart crushed beneath those little words. The boy turned to Rena and smiled. "Care for a flight to Lavaridge?" he smiled.

"My hair will dry on our flight," she nodded, "And Pidgeot's been wanting to go somewhere where he could fly for a long time." She took Kilik's hand and walked him out of the Center. Upon reaching the outside, she grabbed a Pokeball from her belt and tossed it into the air. Pidgeot burst from the ball, his trail of feathers that came from his head fluttered in the wind. "Hop on, Kilik." Rena tossed a leg over the flying Pokemon, sitting on the spot between its wings.

The boy gulped. The only time he had ever flown on a Pokemon was when Mai had practically hijacked him with her Aerodactyl. He managed to get onto the bird, wrapping his arms around Rena's waist for fear of falling off. Kilik stradled the Pokemon, somewhat comfortable and nodded into the girl's back.

"Yeah, okay!" Mazarin complained, releasing his Murkrow from its Pokeball, "That's totally cool. I see how it is. You get the babe and I get the stupid bird with the hat." His Pokemon began to furiously peck at his head. "Murkrow! Stoppit! Use Fly! Follow Pidgeot!" he groaned as he watched the other Pokemon fly up into the air, flapping its strong wings.

Rena smiled and blushed lightly when she felt Kilik squirm and inch up a little closer to her. "Just don't look down and you'll be fine." She looked over to see a Murkrow carrying a rather large ball of black smoke, though it looked solid. She groaned and rolled her eyes, knowing it was Mazarin.

It's offical. I never want a Flying Pokemon.