This chapter was pretty funny, though there’s also tension building. They’re friends, but you can tell that they need time away from each other to properly grow as people. Touko is do dominant in both of their lives that it’s made it hard for Cheren and Bianca to be one independent. This is especially true for Bianca, who has both Touko and Cheren being overprotective of her.

Why did Touko call Reshiram Drumstick? XD

This is really good so far. I like how you write Touko as a brutish spazz, and the dynamic she has with Cheren. It’s easy to see why they would be friends despite their differences.

I also like his you show how Cheren is determined to get stronger, to the point where he undergoes dangerous training with his Pokémon. It works well with how obsessed he is with strength in the first game. Perfectionism also makes sense, and how it can be destructive when paired with low confidence and an inferiority complex.

Greetings.

It's Theodore Hawkwood from Reverse Tag. Sorry, this took so long to post just RL has had me insanely busy of late.

Before I get started, I'll apologize, off the bat, for my lack of familiarity with the Pokemon series beyond the Orange League and Johto Journeys.

The first two paragraphs shed light upon Cheren as a character, specifically pertaining to his attitude on weakness. We learn that he had been 'weak' at one point and currently, due to the great power (likely twinned with great responsibility to paraphrase Spiderman) seems to envy the lot of the 'weak' people. It seems an odd thing to aspire to since many on a hero's journey seek some sort of strength and power, but that polar opposite attitude immediately makes me curious about Cheren.

Paragraphs three and four shed light onto a very complex, or potentially very complex, relationship with Touko. She seems, on the one hand, to be a friend or performing friend-like actions. Yet, on the other hand, she seems to perform actions more befitting a rival than a friend. Now this is clearly a very complicated relationship that would be something of great interest to read about. Way to pique my curiosity very early on.

When Touko talked of being hit with a canon and getting a concussion, as a result, I got the sense of a slightly masochistic sort of lady. Certainly an interesting sort of person, either way, you slice the cake.

The strongest parts of this chapter remain Touko and Cheren's relationship. It seems like a complex, contradictory and thus interesting relationship that does make me want to scroll down.

I found the question about defeating loved ones, near the end of the first chapter, to be a very poignant sort of question and not something we ever see Pokemon trainers address in the various anime series I seem to recall. Very interesting look...

Regards,

Theodore Hawkwood

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The players at last noticed Cheren, turning their heads to him. Cheren withdrew into his oversized winter coat.

My bad. :(

Down with Critics United!

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The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

Praise Be The Emperor of Mankind!

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This kind of training was new to him. He usually watched as his Pokémon sparred with each other or attacked wild Pokémon. It was only recently that he started training himself alongside his Pokémon – a method that he knew Touko employed, as well as Marshall and Alder. The hero of Unova, one of the Elite Four, and the Champion himself. If three of the most powerful trainers in the region all did it, it must be beneficial. So he practiced his physical evasiveness while Serperior practiced its accuracy. He'd worn thicker clothes than usual and told Serperior to use as little force as possible, but still his skin – mostly his face, since everything else was covered – was nicked in a few places where the leaves hit. It didn't hurt much. His body was damp with sweat. He removed the protective jacket he was wearing and took a swig from a water bottle. The cave air was he was weak, he could go to sleep right now, and wouldn't that be nice? He knew he should stop thinking that way. He forced himself to remember the drawbacks of weakness. That dependent feeling that he couldn't go anywhere without his friend coming along to protect him. The trapped feeling of being confined to Nuvema Town, which was never big enough. The humiliation of having to ask for favors because he couldn't get what he needed on his own, and he couldn't go without his wants...Someday he would be strong enough to live as though he was weak without any consequences. But fantasizing would get him nowhere. He would simply have to train harder until he reached that , clunky footsteps interrupted his thoughts. Touko. He would recognize those footsteps anywhere. He stood to greet caught him putting his second sleeve through his jacket. She skipped up to him and kicked a few pebbles off to the side as she halted in front of him. "Sup, Cheren!" she greeted, and before he could answer, continued, "Hey, hey, Cheren, guess what? Did you know that if a guy drinks, like, three quarts of soymilk every day, it'll make him grow boobs?"Cheren raised an eyebrow at her. "It's nice to see you, too," he told her. "Is there any particular reason you thought this information would be relevant to my interests?"She grinned. "Nope. I just thought it was cool. But now that you mention it, I wonder if it would work on me...""Um, good luck with that.""Thanks!" Touko flipped her ponytail. "Anyway... you ready to battle?""...Actually, no," Cheren told her reluctantly, though he hated to miss the opportunity. He hadn't battled Touko in several days. "We've been training all day, and everyone needs some time to rest up before we can keep going.""Oh, so you're heading to the Pokémon Center now?" she nodded his head."Well, that's cool with me," she said, turning around and skipping away. "I came all this way, I don't wanna fly all the way back!" Her loud voice echoed. "C'mon, slowpoke."It was starting to rain. Cheren's cautious attempts to evade a large mud puddle were foiled by Touko jumping right into the middle of it, splashing him and soaking his jeans up to his knees. He scowled and she laughed as they entered the building together. He didn't say a word to the nurse, he simply nodded his head as he handed her his Pokémon. "It'll be about an hour for typical training weariness," she told him, and he nodded again and usually spent healing times reviewing battle strategies, but Touko would have none of it. "I flew all the way here to battle you, and you don't even battle with me! So you better do something to entertain me, or else I'll beat you up!" She shook a fist at him playfully, then blinked as she noticed something. "By the way, what happened to your face?""Huh?""Your face. It's like you're covered in paper cuts."Cheren scoffed and evaded the question. "Well, what about your face? And your arms, and legs, and your... everywhere else. You're covered in bruises, too.""Well, yeah." She shrugged. "I'm always like this. You're usually not. I'm curious."Cheren was slightly flustered; he was embarrassed to admit he's been copying her training style. "I got hit with a leaf storm."Touko laughed."Why is that funny?" He scowled."Because you got hit with a leaf storm.""That's not much of an explanation.""Because, dude, it's an injury!" she emphasized, huffing and rolling her eyes as though she could''t believe he was that dense. "Injuries are hilarious! Like, one time, I was in Skyla's gym, and I got into the canon, and I, like, forgot to adjust it to the minimum settings before going in, so I flew up straight up, slammed into the wall, slid down, and got a concussion. It was awesome!"Cheren gave her the look he always gave her when she needed to calm down. "You've told me that story before. Also, you should probably stop getting concussions all the time. Too many concussions can cause permanent damage.""Okayokayokay," she cut in. Cheren could tell she wasn't really listening to him. "What I was trying to say was, it's better to laugh about stuff like that. I mean, how else would you expect me to respond? Did you want me to kiss it better or something?""No, but - "Suddenly she had him by the ears and was grinning wickedly into his face. "Look, you're blushing! That must be a yes! Fine, I'll kiss it better!" She moved her head closer to him, and a confused Cheren closed his eyes and braced suddenly she let go of his ears and lightly shoved him away. "Just kidding! I wasn't about to kiss you! I thought you would resist more. If you want a kiss, go find someone else to kiss you. Go to Nimbasa City and you'll probably find some random person there to hit on you. It happens to me every time I pass the Ferris wheel, and my friend Touya – you don't know him but he's awesome – he met his boyfriend there. Anyway, you should try it!""I just didn't feel like fighting you since it would hurt my ears," Cheren protested."Okay, well, look, there's Alder!" Touko said, ignoring him once again. "Alder seems nice. I bet he would kiss you!" And before he could stop her, she had sprung from her seat, skipped up to Alder, who was busy speaking to Shantal about something, and shouted, "Hey, Alder! Come kiss Cheren!"Cheren wasn't sure if he wanted to die, or kill Touko. The whole room interrupted into confused giggles, thanks to Touko's lack of an indoor voice. Even the mild-mannered nurse was trying to hide a smirk."Excuse me for a second, Touko. I'm talking to Shantal right now," Alder said, completely ignoring her odd greeting. Touko tapped her feet. She was not used to people ignoring her odd greetings, which was probably why she used them. Cheren thought that now would be a good time to make his escape and never, ever enter this building again, but just as he was standing up, Shantal left and Alder turned to face Touko. "Good to see you, Touko! What's new for you?""Nothing. Cheren says he wants you to kiss his boo-boos. Come here!" she grabbed Alder by the arm and started dragging him over to Cheren."Pardon?""Touko, will you stop rambling nonsense for once in your life?" Cheren tried to sound unfazed, but failed to keep a note of desperate pleading out of his voice. "I said no such thing!"But she kept dragging the older man along and finally deposited him right in front of Cheren. Cheren stole a glance of Alder's stern-but-kind face, then looked down at his hands. He didn't like to speak to Alder. He was more than a little embarrassed about his past behavior around the man, and would've been quite pleased if Alder were to forget his existence entirely. Though it wasn't even a year ago, he'd grown up quite a bit since the day he had decided it was his place to give the Champion a tongue-lashing and announce his plans to usurp the man in front of a crowd of preschoolers. He was a different person now. He just hadn't had the chance to prove – who, quite fortunately, knew what Touko was like and was probably able to draw the conclusion on his own that she was making up something ridiculous to embarrass Cheren on purpose – smiled and greeted him simply. "Well, if it isn't young Cheren! How are you?"Such old-fashioned speech. "I'm fine," Cheren said, as polite as he could be while also sounding as uninteresting as he can be, so Alder would get bored soon and leave him alone."Training hard?"Cheren nodded. "Treating your Pokémon well?"Cheren nodded."Good, good." Alder clasped a hand on Cheren's shoulder, startling him into looking up and meeting Alder's violet eyes. He had a kind smile, completely removed from the patient-but-disapproving look he used to wear when he saw Cheren. "Take care of your Pokémon. Enjoy every minute with them.""I will," Cheren said, finding it very difficult to know what to do with his eyes. Looking off to the side or ground would be rude, but he found it difficult to stare the man down directly like came to his rescue. "Hey, Alder! Alder, guess what!" she piped patted Cheren's shoulder twice before turning to face Touko. "What?" His voice sounded slightly amused."Did you know that in Orre, if you steal soap, the punishment is to wash yourself with it until it's all used up?"Alder raised his eyebrows. "No. I did not know that.""And here, it's illegal to carry a Vanillite in your pocket… on Sunday. Specifically on Sunday. Of course, no one cares about that law anymore, because no one would put a Vanillite in their pocket anyway."Alder said something to her, asking her where she got all the random facts she had a tendency of spewing at people, but Cheren didn't pay attention. He was too busy trying to block the embarrassing situation from his memory and nervously replaying the exchange with Alder in his head – was he respectful enough? Did Alder understand how he has changed? A light, glowing type of feeling lingered on his shoulder where Alder touched it..."Well, I must be going now," Alder said, and Cheren snapped back to attention. "I'm going to speak at an assembly at a school in Striatron City tomorrow. I'd best be off if I'm to arrive by dark.""See ya later," Touko chanted cheerfully as she casually waved the fingers on one nodded his head. "Travel safely."Again, Alder stopped walking to look him straight in the eye, an unreadable expression frozen on his face. "Thank you for your concern, Cheren. I will certainly try."Cheren's eyes darted back and forth between the Champion's face and his own knees. "Of course," he looked them over for a mere second before proceeding on his way."'Travel safely'?" Touko snorted as Alder left, not even bothering to wait until he was out of earshot. "What are you, his mommy?"Cheren waited until Alder was out of the building before caving into his not-so-mature side and socking her in the dodged easily, as he knew she would. "Dude, what was that for?" Her voice was infuriatingly casual."Everything you just did!" He threw another punch at her and succeeded in hitting her upper arm, but he knew it didn't actually hurt her - the side of him that (for whatever stupid reason) loved Touko to pieces had held him back, as did his lack of physical strength. "Not only do you embarrass me on purpose, but you have to pester the Champion about it, too!"She caught his arm and playing with his fingers for a few seconds before Cheren managed to yank it away. She flashed an amused grin. "I was just trying to get him to do you a simple favor. And I did not pester him. I politely struck up a conversation.""Since when is it polite to shout in someone's face while he's talking to someone else?" Cheren shot her the most disapproving glare he could muster. "And stop smiling for once! It's not funny, Touko."She couldn't suppress a giggle. "Sorry, Cheren. You getting mad just makes it funnier.""Oh, honestly!" Cheren gave up, turned around, and crossed his arms. He'd learned from experience that the only thing to do when Touko was like this was to cut off her source of entertainment – any reaction but ignoring her would just fuel the fire. "You're such a bother. Let me read my book."She was quiet for about as long as it took for him to take the small book from the waiting room table and find the page he was on the last time he was here. As soon as he stopped flipping pages, she started up again. She said his name once, then twice, and then, after a minute with no response, broke out into a chorus of, "Cheren? Cheren? Cherry-cherry-Cheren! Cheren? Cheren! Sharon? Four-eyes? Hipsterpants? Cheeeeerreeeeen!" He ignored her. She didn't make it easy to ignore her (she knew he hated how all the teachers mispronounced his name as 'Sharon'!), but he managed. It's a skill he'd had to she leaned over and swiftly yanked the book out of his hand."Touko!" he shouted as heard pages ruffle. "Touko, you'll damage the book!""In-synch Training: Intense Work-outs for You and Your Pokémon!" she read. Her voice was unnecessarily and quite deliberately loud."Give it back," he ordered ignored him and turned her back, anticipating an attempt to swipe the book from her hands. "'Part Four: Accuracy. Accuracy and evasiveness go hand in hand, so for the Pokémon to gain accuracy, the trainer must gain evasiveness at an equal rate.'"Cheren lunged for the book, and she easily held it above his reach (she'd always been a few inches taller than him) and leaned her head back to read the text to read the text. "'...Practice dodging as your Pokémon attacks you with a wide-ranged move, and then gradually switch to moves with lower ranges.'" She laughed as Cheren made another failed attempt to grab the book. "They actually want you to – wait." It dawned on her. "That's what you're doing, isn't it? That's why you got hit with a leaf storm!"Cheren should have known she'd figure it out. As much as she liked to act like it, Touko wasn't stupid. Cheren crossed his arms. "What of it? I just wanted to try it out!""Why?""Because I wasn't getting strong enough with my old methods.""So you decided to let your Pokémon beat you up?" She raised her eyebrows. "No offense, but that's just stupid."He scowled at her. "You're one to talk! You say you train with your Pokémon, too, and you're the one who always looks like she just got mugged! Miss Injuries-are-cool.""I train with my Pokémon, but not like this! I climb trees with them and swim with them and stuff like that – I don't fight them!" She waves her hands dramatically. "Also, I didn't say injuries are cool, I said injuries funny, but not if you do it on purpose! Like, if you fall out of a tree and get a concussion, that's funny, but if you jump out of a tree – well, okay, that might be funny too, but…"He didn't know why she was reacting so strongly. He didn't know why he was so embarrassed about it. But he was embarrassed, and the whole room has been listening to Touko's outburst, so he grabbed the girl's wrist and dragged her outside. She was oddly compliant about it."The way I train isn't any of your business, Touko," he said when they were out. Fortunately, the rain had let up; all that remained was a faint sprinkle."I don't care," she said. "It's stupid."An inexplicable anger flared up in him. That was easy for her to say. Touko, who'd always been able to defeat him. Touko, who daydreamed as her Pokémon fought and won anyway. Touko, who used to drive away bullies by picking her nose and trying to poke them with the booger, who once chased down and tackled a pickpocket to retrieve her stolen GameBoy (she didn't manage to restrain him and he got away, but her mom bought her a GameBoy Advanced to reward her for sticking up for herself), who had never had that helpless feeling of depending on someone else's protection. She has never known what it was like to be weak. She was strong. She might even be the strongest – she'd never battled Alder, but Cheren had the sinking feeling she would win if she did. Maybe not the first time, but eventually she would get there. So she was hardly in a position to criticize his desperate – yes, desperate, he admitted to himself – training wanted to say that out loud to her. But he knew it wouldn't have any effect. Because he knew that, deep down inside, even if she wasn't the strongest... she wouldn't care. She didn't even want the strength she had. She enjoyed it, but she didn't cherish it like he would. She hadn't battled Alder for no other reason than that she had no great interest in becoming Champion. She didn't need this this made Cheren angrier than anything."Just shut up and give the book back," he said quietly. He didn't want to explode on her, but if she kept pushing him, he didn't know how long he could hold back his (admittedly irrational) anger."I'd give it back if it wasn't so stupid," she said in an oddly-serious tone."Touko, I am not in the mood for this. Give it back so we can go inside. It's freezing out here.""I won't give it back until you admit how stupid it is."He gritted his teeth. "Why are you being so difficult?""Friends don't let friends read stupid books!" Touko said stubbornly. "Why don't you read the stuff me and Bianca read anymore?" That did it. He's snapped. "Touko, not everyone has time to read comic books all day and still be decent at battling! I'm glad you're as strong as you need to be! Good for you! But if you expect me to be a decent match for you, then stop bothering me when I'm trying to study!""I don't care if you're a decent match for me or not!" Touko put her hands on her hips. "I don't care about battling you! I win every time, anyway!"Cheren froze. It was a low blow, attacking his pride like that. Yeah, they both knew that he almost never beat her, that she got stronger every day while he felt his skills had gone stagnant, and that things didn't seem like they were going to change any time soon – but he thought he was a bigger challenge than most. He thought that was why she sought him out every day. But she didn't care? What did that mean?"Then why do you even come here in the first place?" He felt pathetic. He was practically begging her to soothe his ego, to take it back, to prove or at least pretend she wasn't just humoring hesitated. For a second, a soft look flashed on her face. She looked as though she was about to admit to something important, something painful – and then her eyes hardened again. She forced her lips into an unnatural then she swiftly flung the book off the cliff and into a muddy puddle down ran to the edge, but it's too late – the book was submerged. Soaked. Completely destroyed. He couldn't return it to the Pokémon center in that state."What's the matter with you?" he scolded her. "That book belongs to the Pokémon League!"Touko stuck her hand in her purse and pulled out a wad of bills and coins. "Take it. I'll give them extra, if they promise to buy something else instead of another copy of that dumb book."He glared at her outstretched hand, not wanting to accept anything from her even though he knows it's her responsibility. "No. I'll just buy them another copy myself."She shoved the money back into her jeans pockets, not caring when a few coins fall to the sides.

Down with Critics United!

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The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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It was beyond pathetic. If his bullies were to hear about it, it would only confirm all the things they said about him.

People believe that god exists. :-)

Down with Critics United!

They are the cancer to our society.

The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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"I just don't want to anymore, okay?" Cheren defended, folding his arms. "Can we please just go play with Bianca or something?"

I'm not a disbeliever. ;P;

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A great moment we all should not pass.

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She hesitated. For a second, a soft look flashed on her face. She looked as though she was about to admit to something important, something painful – and then her eyes hardened again. She forced her lips into an unnatural grin.

Hercules, an ancient Greek hero celebrated for his superhuman strength, was pursued throughout his life by the hatred of Juno, the goddess of birth, matrimony and care, worshipped as queen of gods by the romans. xD

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A great moment we all should not pass.

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"No one wants to play with either of you!" Gino jeered, voicing the opinion that all of them secretly shared. "You both suck!"

Tiger Woods is famous for his skill as a golfer. O_O

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"But someone left!" a girl piped up. "Then it wouldn't be even teams anymore!" Her teammates murmured in agreement.

He is writing a book. ;P;

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Someday he would be strong enough to live as though he was weak without any consequences. But fantasizing would get him nowhere. He would simply have to train harder until he reached that point.

Long exposure to both pick-up artists and feminists gave Étienne a disjointed approach to women. ;)

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"Because I wasn't getting strong enough with my old methods."

When the term "crusade" is used to refer to a noble quest, the groups who suffered from the original medieval crusades are not happy. xD

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"But someone left!" a girl piped up. "Then it wouldn't be even teams anymore!" Her teammates murmured in agreement.

All might God!. ;)

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"Well, I must be going now," Alder said, and Cheren snapped back to attention. "I'm going to speak at an assembly at a school in Striatron City tomorrow. I'd best be off if I'm to arrive by dark."

I don't think this is a good approach to biology. ;P;

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"Training hard?"

Chris defeated the vampire knight!. ;P;