Aftermath

Chapter 6

Sentiments

Rakutsu looked her over and saw what appeared to be burnt marks on her cheeks, neck and hands. Faitsu saw his stare intensify as his face almost changed to a murderous expression, and realised a little too late that there was no way she could cover for Team Plsama now.

He inched closer to her and gripped her shoulders, and even though his teeth were bared, his hold on her was gentle.

"Who did this?" He whispered, his voice tight, and all the while Faitsu was manifesting stress.

Her breathes were getting shallower, and eventually she managed to look up at him and breathe up one word,

"I don't know..."

She fell into his arms with a sudden thud, clearly not being able to maintain consciousness, and Rakutsu took care to hoist her legs up, carrying her in his arms, and checking her pulse for a brief moment. He found to his relief that she'd just fainted, from over-exhertion, most likely.

The possibility of Ghetsis having done this, crossed his mind, since he was known to have a Volcarona, and then there was Colress, who could bloody control Pokémon.

Those brutes were dead...

'Manners,' interrupted a voice inside his head, he grimaced as he turned away from the mental image of a tall man, who looked much like Rakutsu.

'Go away, I don't need your help,' Rakutsu answered, but in his mind, he wasn't "Rakutsu" anymore.

He was five year old Kyohei, mournfully looking up at the man beside, trying to hold his hand.

"Don't leave me!" He called out, desperately, "Y-you can't! I'll be alone, I-I thought you cared about me.."

"Dad!"

'You don't come when I need you, do you? Stop it, stop that, I don't need you in my brain.' And thus the row of memories disappeared, leaving his head clear, but not for long.

He grunted, bringing Whi-Two closer to him, almost feeling like she was slipping away.

'I need to get her to a hospital,' He swiped out his tranceiver immediately from his pocket, and dialled up Looker, exhaling as the screen of his watch split open to reveal his subordinate.

"Reporting from King's Castle, Superintendent Black-Two," He whispered, as he repeatedly took glances between Whi-Two and the screen, and felt alarmed when he noticed her face go paler by the second.

"Roger, yes Sir! Uh, did you want a report?"

Rekutsu cleared his throat, not really understanding how he was going to word this.

"A fellow civilian has been found unconscious here, call emergency services immediately, or, the war captains will do, wasn't one of them a doctor, can we rely on her?"

Looker almost leans onto his screen, and sweatdrops when he sees the sight of familiar light-brown hair.

"Y-yes, sir, I think we can Sir!" He replied hurriedly, "A-and she even supposedly has a whole team of assistants!"

Looker's almost surprised when he hears Lack-Two answer from the speaker, his voice now considerably softer.

"Thank you." Looker turned his head from the war field, and the place where he'd been looking at the yellow-haired doctor he'd been describing all along, and turned back to Lack-Two, only to find his Superior smiling.

He gave Looker a salute, almost amused by his surprised face, had he not been so worried about said "civilian's" health.

"I'll manage it, Sir." Looker ended, inexplicably touched.

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Flecks of sunlight split into the Pokémon centre room from the empty but tall windows, making everything almost shiny and bright.

A chestnut haired gjrl in the middle of the bed yawned slightly, her mouth slightly parted open, and then she closed them again, grimacing as she tossed in ner covers. Her movements eventually came to a rest, and then she mumbled something very much like:

"Ngh, Foon...Foongus! Where's Rakutsu, d-did you stop him? Please, don't let him go..." She then drifted off to a much lighter sleep, making soft noises.

The blonde young lady who'd been taking care of her from her bedside smiled slightly, before pulling her messed up covers neatly over Faitsu again.

She did it carefully, so the tired girl wouldn't wake up, but unfortunately, she did, anyway, slowly propped herself up against the bedrest after blinking open her eyes.

"Pokémon centre..." Faitsu looked around, and then looked back at the blonde with an undecipherable expression.

'Do I know you?"

"No," she replied, instantly taking her hand away from Faitsu, feeling awkward.

"Uh, I'm sorry I woke you up. I'm not to be making you talk and exhaust your energy, am I?"

She then smiled, "Hi, I'm your doctor doubling as nurse, basically. Amarillo Del Bosque Verde, don't worrry, you'll get used to the name!"

Faitsu nodded, visibly calmed after hearing her name.

"Our team of paramedics brought you in, goodness knows what I would've done if you were a minute late! And also, your Foongus is fine."

She looked fondly down at Faitsu, "You know, you seemed very much like me..." Faitsu throws a surprised glance at her, and she in turn, chuckled.

"Aww, hahaha, I'm being awfully weird, aren't I? No, it's just, mhm, I'm glad to be helping you!" At that, Faitsu can't help but smile good-humouredly.

"Thank you...Ms. Amarillo, right?" Faitsu said, a little embarassed as to whether she'd caught on with ner name properly, but she felt anxious as she carefully said her next words.

"Um, d-do you, know where he is? Someone I know, brought me here. Is he okay?" She stopped for a little, remembering how furious he'd ended up being, then continued, her voice raised in alarm, "Did he go looking for them? Oh, damn you, Rakutsu! I, should have stopped him, he'll land in trouble...and he'll try to brave it..."

Yellow shook her head in answer, appearing slightly nervous herself, "I'm sorry, even I don't know where he went. He's a Superintendent of the Interpol, right? That's all I know..."

She sensed Faitsu's uneasiness, and quickly overruled her previous doubts, by saying, "Hey, don't worry, okay? I'm sure he's fine. We have no trace of where the Neo Team Plasma leaders are at this point, so he should be perfectly alright!"

Perfectly.