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Name's Hue — don't you go forgetting now, alright? I'm a Trainer that comes from Aspertia City, a place that's much too quiet when you've lived there for a good eighteen years. Got big dreams, big missions, big things to do. So what're you waiting for? Let's pick up the pace! [ affiliated with the pal park ] [ though will roleplay with anyone ] tracking the tag: blitzzen images ★ threads

[goldhibiki-deactivated20131217]

blitzzen noticed you:

Wild pokemon of all shapes and forms swarmed around Hibiki as he held a wealth of berries out in the plam of his hands, cupped together. Hibiki hadn’t really come to the faraway Unova region just to battle their Pokemon league and face their elites. he had come to Unova for the pokemon. As breeder he loved all pokemon and above all else he loved getting to know the pokemon, especially the little ones. Through the swarm of pokemon he could catch a glimpse of a youth watching him, Hibiki gazed over the pokemon to the onlooker,

“Oh hello there! Would you like to have a go?” he said almost giggling with a pokemon tickling at his side.

[blitzzen]

This guy looked...different. None of his clothing pieces seemed to categorize him into any Trainer Class. Shorts like a Youngster, yes, but...not as short as a Youngster. Deciding to stay a far distance away from the foreigner for now, Hue had eyeballed the boy as he settled down to feed a couple of Pivdoves on the route off of Aspertia City. He was surprised, however, to find that the boy had noticed his staring within a couple of seconds and had beckoned him over with a friendly smile. Friendly foreigner, he guessed. Unfolding his arms, the spiky-haired Trainer trekked across the bushes and walked over to the boy's side, wondering what he meant. "You mean like have a go at battling, or...feeding those Pokemon at your feet?" He then turned to look down at hte bird Pokemon, who were hopping on their skinny feet in elation.

"But anyway. S'nice meeting you, I guess. My name's Hue, and I'm from the town just a few steps down the road. It's called Aspertia City. But you -- you look like you don't come from Unova. Not to say that isn't cool, 'cause...it is. What's your name, though?"

[basicmegane]

  It seemed that the almost endless flow of new trainers was over for the day, a fact of which prompted a tired sigh from behind pursed lips. Cheren had no problems with battling—never did he not learn something—but it always managed to suck the life out of him, and the Pokemon. The difference was that the latter was allowed to rest, and until it was midnight, the former wasn’t.

  Ever since being assigned to the Gym, he had taken it within himself to help at the Trainer’s School as well. The children were, for the most part, willing to learn and he was always happy to see that. Of course, that was up until he seemed to have lost a book that described abilities in vivid detail (and with pictures), in which case things became a bit chaotic. It was easy enough to explain to the children that they would have to wait for tomorrow, but escaping from their grip on his legs when they demanded he go and find the book was one of the most difficult trials he ever found himself in.

  It took time, searching all throughout the city and even to Floccesy Town to find it; eventually, he had found the book, hidden and dirtied up in the ranch’s tall grass. Meaning, one of the children pulled a nasty prank …

  ‘If I find out who the culprit is, they’ll be in charge of cleaning the chalkboard for the rest of the week…’

  Dusting off the book and tucking it under his shoulder, he jogged his way back to Aspertia City. They were about as impatient as he was, so he couldn’t keep them waiting too much longer. Fortunately, it didn’t take long, but he took a minute to catch his breath in front of the schoolhouse before heading inside. As he walked, he noted a familiar voice in one of the classrooms, and if it was who he thought it was, he was going to be … upset, actually.

  “…Hue,” came his dry response.

  Rubbing at his forehead, he added, “I’m positive that whatever you require from me isn’t a big enough deal to harm the students.” In a way, it was half-joking; Cheren knew well enough that the other would never actually hurt a child, but regardless, it was somewhat bothersome. Seeing that the child was close to tears, Cheren quickly handed them the book. “Read that with the others, but try not to rip it apart, okay?” And, with a quick transition from being crestfallen to ecstatic, they ran off.

  Attention directed back to Hue, Cheren quickly readjusted his tie before speaking. “Anyhow, it’s nice to see you, although I would have preferred reuniting with you in a lighter manner. Though I understand you well enough to be able to forgive you…” A forgiving smile stretched his lips. “Well, what is it that you need from me? Hopefully, it’s nothing to do with those… crooks?”

[blitzzen]

Just a single syllable was enough to send Hue straightening upright. Courteous as Cheren could be, he certainly had a cold side to him, and it was enough to make him feel bad for what he'd done. Even the children turned their heads to look at their stern teacher, even if the young man's frosty behavior only lasted for a few seconds longer. Hue remained quiet as he watched as the Gym Leader walked over to his side and bent down to offer the group of kids a book to read. Kind but stern; so that was what he was going for, huh?

Once the children had scuttled off with a picture book in hand, he found himself turning to look up at the taller Trainer, still feeling a pang of guilt for harassing one of the students. "Yeah, you're right," he quickly interjected, his eyes suddenly flitting off to look towards the lockers stacked by the wall. "It wasn't that much of a big deal. Patience isn't really...my thing. As you can probably tell, heh." He shrugged his jacketed shoulders at the thought and tossed out a sardonic laugh at himself. "Guess that's why you're a teacher, huh? You've got patience."

"Though I understand you well enough to be able to forgive you…” 

And it was then, that Hue could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Honestly, he wouldn't want an esteemed Gym Leader like Cheren to think ill of him. After finding out that Cheren had once embarked on his journey to pursue power, the spiky-haired Trainer had finally found someone who had the same ideals as himself. To be able to attain power in order to protect the people he cared about -- now that was something worth venturing for. "Glad to see my reputation isn't totally damaged in your eyes," he replied back with the same amount of playfulness. "Really, though: it won't happen again."

"But any-way! You'll be glad to know that what I came here for isn't about those awful thieves." And such an occasion was really a rare thing, seeing as how ninety percent of what Hue talked about these days was, in fact, about Team Plasma. "You always talk about how people need stuff from you. Well, me, Kyouhei, and Mei all decided to pitch in to get you something! Something you might need!"

Without further ado, Hue fished out a wrapped package from his bag, offering it out to the Leader. "Sorry it's a bit small n' stuff -- it had to fit in my little pouch. But it's basically a couple of small collection of children's books and other school supplies. Y'know. Stuff you might need! Kyouhei and Mei would've been here to present it to you too, but they kinda got caught up in a little bit of business. So...I guess you could say I became the delivery boy." He quickly stuffed his hands back into his pockets once Cheren had taken them into his hands. Hue shifted his weight from foot to foot, anxious to hear and see the older boy's reaction. "Hope you like it...?"

[ebonycharred-blog]

spirited away | kyouhei & hue

[ebonycharred-blog]

“Even if it wasn’t rare, it’s still causing some trouble. It can’t hurt to go after it and try to stop it, right? Especially since we’re already this deep in.”

He still couldn’t tell that Hue was trying to get him to leave. The reaction seemed natural to him — they could be doing more useful things like going to the gym or such, but Kyouhei still wanted to see this case out to the end. It wasn’t like to him to leave things unfinished unless something more important came up.

“But if you don’t think it’s worth looking into, I can look around by myself!” Of course, Kyouhei wasn’t trying to get rid of Hue either. But he didn’t want to drag his friend into something he didn’t want to be. Kyouhei had two fire-type Pokemon so he was fine. Not to mention, Kyouhei, from what he could remember of Zoroark, looked like a dark-type, he was almost absolutely certain, so his Lucario would have an advantage.

“Alright, alright — guess we’ll just go and both check to see if it’s a Ditto or not.”

“Oh, great! We can get the job done quicker that way then!”

“Beastly n’ big. Human-like. Sounds pretty creepy, if you ask me.”

“I didn’t think he was really ‘creepy’. Intimidating, a bit, but I don’t think he meant real harm. He was laughing at me, so he probably has a sense of humor, right?”

Well anything could have a sense of humor, just not a good one. Still, he liked to think better of Pokemon than of people. Sure, wild Pokemon would attack him, but he understood that it was because he was trespassing into their territory. It’s not like most Pokemon hurt people intentionally, unlike abusive trainers.

“Well then. Whaddaya say we just team up for now and see how it goes? Until we see him, that is. Besides, I’ve gotta hear what you’ve been up to since we last left. Have y’seen Mei yet?”

“I saw Mei when I first came to Nimbasa. We were both at the Battle Subway, at the entrance, and fought the Subway bosses! We won, although I had a feeling they were going easy on us. But after I’m a few more gyms in, I’d like to have a rematch with them!”

Kyouhei grabbed the third Pokeball on his belt.

“Go, Conlaed!”

A flash of light from the red ball revealed his Arcanine, sitting in front of Kyouhei, ready to take orders. The brunette smiled at the large dog and rubbed his chin.

“Come on, boy! Walk with us! I don’t think a lot of grass or bug Pokemon would come by if you’re here!”

[blitzzen]

"N-No way!" he quickly objected, an adamant frown crossing his features. "I'm not leaving! No way, no how. We're in this together, and it's only until we cross paths with this Zoroark or other that we'll decide then and there who's the winner." Nice try Kyouhei, but no cigar -- he wasn't about to fall for some trick of leaving. At least, that was how Hue was interpreting his friend's rather honest offer. While Kyouhei wasn't as guarded, Hue made up for his best friend's modest gullibility by being extremely cautious.

“I didn’t think he was really ‘creepy’. Intimidating, a bit, but I don’t think he meant real harm. He was laughing at me, so he probably has a sense of humor, right?”

"Er...I guess so," he said, tapping a finger to his chin, "But man, to be able to pull of a trick like that -- to look completely human...he must've been observing humans a lot in order to imitate such a spitting image of one, y'know? Makes me wonder if he's even looking at us, now..."

The Trainer's spiky-haired head swung to and fro, trying to spot within the bushes any sort of odd black fur that might be poking out from its bushes. But of course, to no avail. "Tch, whatever! We'll be able to track 'em down. Right?" And as he playfully jabbed his friend's shoulder, the brunet had released his Fire-type into the forest with a loud plummet to the ground.

"Oh, an Arcanine, huh? Guess you evolved it from the last time we met..." A lot had happened since he'd battled his friend at the Ranch. He'd gotten so swept up in his own journeys that he forget his two friends were embarking on their own, too...

And as Hue was thinking about the future and what was too become with it, he had become so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn't even notice a small Pidove and swoop down into his messy hair. Wait...did it seriously think his hair was a nest?!

[mivvu-deactivated20190409]

[greenrival-blog]

The perfect storm ll Green & Hue

[greenrival-blog]

The man seems to be reveling in the brief moment of silence in which his head “bonded” with the infuriating map of this labyrinth-city  And in fact his attention is only drawn to the approaching boy as Clara wriggles out of his hood to get a better look at the new stranger. “Friend friend!” She seems to call as her whole body dances with anticipation as Green looks over with a less enthusiastic approach.

‘Whose this loser with the scarf?’ He squints the snow clouding his vision. – Bro? Hoo boy this would be interesting. It all becomes clear as Hue continues to speak, it takes a good deal of self-control for Green to not roll his eyes and walk away. In truth the boy meant no harm but dear Arceus if you looked up try-hard in the dictionary this spikey haired kid would have his own sub-category.

As the younger trainer rambles on the tall man leans agains the map with one shoulder smirking ever so slightly. You know, everyone could use an ego boost in times like these. He found it even more amusing that he hadn’t even said a word yet this stranger was pouring confession after confession out to him. “Role model heh?” he shakes his head. “Can’t say I’m the best role model but whatever floats your boat kid.” He crosses his arms as Clara still watches Hue with her large almond colored eyes. “Tell you what, you tell me where I can find a place to get Clara here out of this nasty weather and we can talk about how awesome I am all you want.” He cracks a smile attempting to joke with the red eyed teenager.

The small Eevee chirps as If understanding what Green was saying, it was strange seeing the man with such a stereotypically “weak” Pokemon especially seeing how close they seemed to be.  And of course any self-respecting Green fan would know that he never nicknames his Pokemon – So why Clara? What was the deal with the little friendly ball of fluff anyway?

“So how bout it, er what’s your name?” He pauses only briefly giving Hue time to answer. “You help me out I help you out (Kinda) It works out for everybody.”  He cocks his head to the side giving his infamous smirk. He didn’t want to seem desperate but he really was getting sick of walking around in circles with those horrendous carolers.

[blitzzen]

Ah, so he was being modest! About not being a great role model and all -- dang, maybe that was why he was so popular with just about every Trainer! And little did Hue know that Green was the epitome of egotistical itself. Call it optimism, but Hue was just about as oblivious as...well. A Pokemon that was put to sleep by a Sing attack. 

Still, the young Trainer saw this whole circumstance as a huge Christmas gift, with bow tied on top. To be able to speak with one of the most famous Trainers in all of contemporary history...it was sure was something! Though as he saw the brunet glance down at his neck, Hue could feel himself stiffen. Wait, was this guy looking at his scarf? Oh Arceus, he probably thought it looked so dumb!

Putting a self-conscious gloved hand to his neck, Hue began to undo the double loop he had made around his neck. Though as he did so, he made sure to multi-task and have a glance at Green's shoulder, only to see an Eevee pop out from its comfortable place in the guy's scarf. 'Clara'...? Wait, did he just nickname that little Pokemon? And what was he even doing with another Eevee? Wasn't Umbreon one of his signature Pokemon? Where was it? Was he trying to go for a new Eevee-lution this go around?

Deciding not to ask just yet, Hue feigned a cough and turned around to face three different alleyways in which they could choose from. Thankfully, Hue had biked around enough during the summertime to know just which pathway led to the perfect place for some free furnacing. "Well, I think your best bet outta the cold would be over at the Pokemon Center. Which is, that way." He then pointed an index finger to the far left pathway. "We'll go down this big street and avoid the crowds as much as possible. But then, at the end of that big street is a big red rooftop -- y'know, the ones that all the Centers have."

"Oh and. Name's Hue." Trying to be (too) cool for his own good, he flicked a few fingers away from his head, as if signaling a savvy way of saying hello like all those cool agents had done on the big screen. "Sorry you had to, uh...y'know. Have this experience as your first trip to Unova." He mustered a small apologetic shrug then, as if to apologize for all of Unova for upsetting the King of Cool himself. Service, man. Service.

"So are you here for the World Tournament, though? I was gonna go over there and wait in line to sign up!"

[blitzzen]

un-birthdays ★ mei & hue

[bun-nyeared-blog]

Mei grinned at the taller boy, whose face was very sour. Always knowing his weak points, Mei wondered if she went too far to insult her childhood friend. Unaware that Hue was biting his lip, Mei was quite confused. Why was he looking at the ground?

“No flowers or any of that silly girly stuff. Why not try that on Kyouhei or somethin’—whoa!”

Silly boy, he was just embarrassed at the possibility of what he might look like. Letting go of his hair, she poked his cheek teasingly and muttered, “You silly Qwuilfish, I’m only joking.” Mei  turned back to the card and checked it for any mistakes in the lineart before proceeding to choose the right colours. “But if you don’t want to look like a Qwuilfish, I get to style your hair. It’ll be fun~” She giggled at the idea.

Further pouting at his teasing, she wasn’t going to be treated like a Blitzle. Mei playfully shoved in him while she waited for his explanation of his ‘shockingly good looks’. That alone made her laugh, but his silly superstition made it worse. Her cheeks were sore.

Eating another gummy, she noted that she needed to get some more. Mei could easily blame her Axew for this. He was always a bit sneaky and could eat like a Tepig. She was pretty sure that her Lapras ate less than the Axew and the Eevee combined. Oh well, if it was happy then Mei didn’t really mind.

Mei grinned, her cheeks aching, at Hue’s reaction. The lollipop nearly fell out of his mouth at the sight of the card. It was quiet simple in Mei’s opinion, and didn’t require a lot of effort. Then again, there was only so much you could do with a few colouring pencils and pieces of paper. It satisfied Hue, anyhow, and his little sister probably sees her big brother similar to a knight in shining armour that could do no wrong so it would be fine for her.

Laughing at how confused he was, she waved her bothered mood away. It was silly of her to be so concerned whether or not Hue was the perfect brother.  It’s just he was like family to her, same with his little sister and Kyouhei. They had known each other for so long that it should have been no surprise for Mei that she treated them all as if they were like her own little group of siblings to take care of. Mei always acted as an older sister towards those who she’d befriended: always checking that they weren’t in a bad scrape, nursing her friends whenever they even got the sniffles (to the best of her ability, the most Mei could do as a child was help the patient’s family around the house).

When he stood up, she looked at him blankly. “Pay me back? … Okay…?” Mei was just as confused as Hue was a couple of seconds ago. He seemed to edit the last few moments in his mind to make sense to him. It was strange and Mei tried to recall if she said anything particularly strange in the last few moments. There was her outburst. Was it that? Nah. Mei turned back to her grinning self and let herself get carried away by his typical determined air.

“Neh. Let’s go.” She grinned and approached the doors of the Pokemon Center.

[blitzzen]

"You style my hair? I think I'll pass." The image of clips and pastel-colored ribbons pervaded his thoughts, and he wasn't about to have them put in his hair just so Mei could snap a few pictures for blackmail. Honestly, that girl could be sneaky sometimes; or maybe he was just that gullible. Or overly cautious, that too. But besides that fact, he had given his hair up to his little sister more times than he could count on his fingers. Both his friends knew he would do anything for the little girl, and he had most certainly subjected his hair to the whatever it was she would put into it; so it wasn't like he never had done it before and was scared to do so.

Better yet, Mei was probably a good stylist herself -- heck, to roll up cinnamon buns like those on her hair probably took a lot of time to do. "...Maybe," he finally said quietly, leaning back in his seat and stretching his legs out. "Maybe one day you'll get to do my hair. Just maybe."

For the sake of the Pokemon Center's sanity, the duo had finally left its quarters. They had probably caused a lot of ruckus in such a place, giggling, yelling, and laughing at one another. When you paired up two kids that were equally loud and shoved each other back with an equal amount of force, things often did get a little...noisy. And with the Pokemon Center now at piece, the next stop to cause some commotion was the candy store, which was just one block down the road.

A few kids were in there with one another, taking a few lollipops from one jar and then skittering over to some other brightly-wrapped candy that might have caught their eye. As the two entered in, the wave of sweets and chocolate entered their senses. Even the aroma was enough to make anyone giddy. The small shoppe was colorful, too, to say the least; mounds upon mounds of jawbreakers, lollipops, peppermints, chocolate wrappers, jellybeans, and all other sorts of confectionary were stacked either neatly in the center or in little jars with small silver scoopers at their sides. Hue took a plastic bag from the main entrance and started to peruse around the place.

Now, what exactly did Mei have in her candy case again? There were gummies, lollipops, and....eh, he'd just have to wing it. When it came down to remembering what exactly his friend liked, Hue often had some trouble. It was hard to think about what his friend actually liked other than Pokemon...

Suddenly, a large pink-colored wheel lollipop caught his eyes. He picked it out from a stack of other large candies and briskly walked over to where Mei was in the small store. With him coming up from behind her, he gently patted her head with the large lollipop before smirking.

"I'd say this just thing about suits you," he said teasingly, holding it out for her to see. "You and this piece of candy seem made for each other, y'know. Pink, n' stuff. That...is your favorite color...right?"

[thepoffinman-deactivated2013022]

~Foiled Plans~ || Proton & Hue

[thepoffinman-deactivated2013022]

Proton watched as the magazine flew from the boy’s hands, a happy smile plastered on his lips.  Ah, and that paired with the boy’s cry of terror and the magazine being promptly stolen filled the Executive with such glee!  Served him right for ramming into him in the first place!  Proton started to chuckle softly before the boy turned to look at him.

He looked absolutely tired, as though utter despair had washed over him.  His red eyes lacked the fire that had been burning in them only moments ago when his magazine was stolen.  What was that magazine for again, anyway…?  Didn’t the boy say it was full of Gym Leader tips?  So he was an aspiring trainer…

Proton was so deep in his thoughts that he almost completely ignored the boy when he spoke up.  So, his name was Hue, huh?  And he was telling Proton to chill?

Proton chuckled.  ”Chill?  Ha!  Kid, with that spectacle you just put on, you should be the one having to chill!”  

Proton noticed Hue’s eyes flicker to his white-gloved hands…and he instinctively slid them into his pocket.  The trainer was eyeing his Crobat oddly, as well.  This couldn’t be good.  With his slightly odd appearance and…er, his fiery behavior earlier, he must have seemed extremely suspicious. 

And then came that question.  What was Proton looking for?  He sighed and wracked his brain for a moment before coming up with an almost true answer.  ”I was just looking for someone,” he explained.  ”And I lost them when you ran into me.  You should look where you’re going more often, kid,” he added bitterly.  He couldn’t believe that a prize Pokemon like that had slipped through his fingers…

And then a lightbulb turned on his head. Maybe it wasn’t too late!

Proton’s eyes lit up and he grinned at Hue.  ”Maybe we can make a deal,” he said. “I’ll help you find your magazine, and you help me find the person I was looking for. Seems fair, no?”

This kid seemed very eager to find his magazine, after all.  He had to have been a trainer looking to make it to the top, as shown by his taste in magazines.  There was no doubt in Proton’s mind that he would accept his offer.

He cocked his head to one side.  ”So kid, do we have a deal?”

[blitzzen]

Hue frowned as the man fired back the same comment he had thought of in his head. Sure, he had no right to tell the other to chill since he was the one that had had a little outburst, but...still. Wasn't nice to have people tell you what you already knew. "Alright, alright," he said, waving a hand in the air as if to dismiss the thought. "Fine. We'll both chill, then. And look, sorry about you losing sight of the person you were supposed to meet. It was probably something really...important."

I mean, if this guy was on a date (though, in Hue's opinion, this guy didn't look that cool) or something, then Hue could probably understand. Or maybe he was just out to meet his friends -- that kind of stuff was important to. And by the way he offered up a bargain, it seemed like this stranger was being pretty nice, despite what he had called him previously.

It did sound like an awfully good bargain... Maybe this guy wasn't as bad as he looked?

"Hn. Seems fair enough. So what's the person look like, anyway? Any notable features? Accessories? Maybe any kind of accompanying Pokemon?" The flurry of questions kept on coming, since it was within Hue's nature to...well. Overdo things.

Hue circled around his new, supposed ally as he fired each question out at the taller male. After dishing out enough questions that would form an image in his mind, Hue stepped away from the capped stranger and turned his attention towards the thicket of people that surrounded them. Finding this stranger's person would be pretty hard; Hue was thankful enough that he'd managed to swipe an image of his magazine-thief.

He then turned to face his accomplice, a perplexed expression stricken across his face. "Though, if this person has Pokemon with him or her, I probably won't be of much help. 'Cause y'see, I'm from the Unova region, and I'm only just visiting the Kanto region. I'm not that acquainted with Kanto's Pokemon -- or any other region's species, to be honest."

And it was then that he realized he should have probably studied harder at the Pokemon Academy like his friends had done, instead of taking a snooze on one of the desks in the back of class. Go figure.

[trainer-hyu-deactivated20150217]

しげる

[blitzzen]

// I've got all of my replies drafted and ready to publish!! I'll be publishing them at a later date, though, since I know people are probably still celebrating n' stuff. I'll be publishing them sometime either tomorrow or the day after, on the 28th, to make sure everyone sees them. It'll be a big block of my replies, so...hopefully that will be noticeable, LOL. Anyways, happy holidays to all of you cool peeps. =u=b //

[distorted-charmandre]

[blitzzen]

"Happy Holidays, Hue. I'm not sure what you like, so I bought you a pair of socks. Ah, plus four Ultra Balls and two Jaboca Berries. I hope that you enjoy them!"

"Whoa hey, thanks a lot, Cheren! Haha, and I could always use an extra pair of socks! Because walking in water and not changing them after a while is...pretty bad." Not that he needed to know that, but still. Hue was always prone to dishing out too much information. "Whoa, and some Ultra Balls, too!? Aren't those things like expensive? Man, it sounds like you spent a lot on me. Thanks, man! I'll definitely enjoy them!"

"But now I feel kinda bad that I didn't...y'know. Get you anything. I-I'll be sure to, though! You can count on that. I'll wait in Castelia City's biggest mall if I have to. 'Cause...well. I just feel really bad for not getting you anything."

"But...yeah. Happy Holidays to you, too. Don't let the little kids at the academy eat you up, ha!"

[blitzzen]

STAHP. SHIPPING POLICE. WHAT IS YOUR OPINION ON SEQUELSHIPPIN'.

vomit / no way / don’t ship / ok / fucking cute / adorable / sexy / perfect / flawless / ship forever / i will ship them in hel

ooc; I'M PUTTING MY HANDS UP IN THE AIR, SIR!! But anyhoots, I could definitely see this ship happening. I'm playing BW2 now, and since I'm playing as the female protagonist, you can kind of read some dialogue between them and see how Hue really cares for Mei and treats her not only as a best friend, but as someone he can count on in more than one way. I think it would be a really cute ship, but in all honesty I would feel bad if Kyouhei were left out, or vice versa. Like...for some reason I envision the three main characters in BW2 to know each other? And like...be the best of friends there ever were in all of Unova?

Like idk, I can't see actual pairings between any of them; I just like them all as friends and goofing off with one another. Because for some reason I feel bad if one of them is left out and becomes the third wheel, sob. Idek, maybe I'm just weird;; But I think Sequel is cute, don't get me wrong! ; U ;

[blitzzen]

un-birthdays ★ mei & hue

[bun-nyeared-blog]

“‘Q-Qwuilly’?”

He almost spat out the nickname. Mei giggled at that, but he had it coming for him, and stuck out her tongue teasingly. “Well, if it’s Shaymin hair, does that mean I get to add flowers to it? Or give you two nice ‘tails like its ears?” To add to it, she leant forward and fiddled with his hair. “And a ‘silly little Qwuilfish’ is adorable, thank you very much.”

Mei had always wanted to tie up his hair ever since they were kids. The idea itself was quite amusing to her, Kyouhei and Hue’s little sister, but not at all to the boy himself. Knowing Hue, he would probably be indignant and consider it as a blow to his manliness. But those protests just honestly made Mei more determined, even if she gave up trying to persuade him a long time ago.

Mei personally loved messing around with Hue, especially considering hair was a touchy subject for the taller male. It wasn’t just the hair style itself that made her giggle until her sides ached, it was the fact that he was so easily irked by their reactions. Understandable as it was, considering the embarrassment they went through during their childhood, it was always a frivolous reminder of home for Mei.

“Nehhhhh!” A annoyed sound came out of the brunette’s mouth as she was flicked at the forehead. 

Pouting and huffing, she refused to complained but retaliated back. “Electricifyingly good looks? What’d you do? Shock a mirror so badly that it broke? Paralysed several Pokemon in their horror?” She flicked his forehead with each question, using her free hand. Her other hand was holding her own head.

As she carefully drew a Purrloin, she jerked her head slightly towards the small pile of candy. “Have some, I bought too many at the store and we can give some to your little sister too.” She picked up a swirly, pink lollipop. It was almost sickly sweet and tasted like a Mago berry that she ate as a child.

“Well, of course, but that’s aside the point.” Giggling at his reaction, she checked the card for anything to add, “I guess, but you guys were never interested enough in it.” It had a small pop-up Purrloin inside and enough room to write a sweet message. After placing it carefully on his lap, she giggled again, “Saving you? I just helped make a card.”

Gasping, her hand rose to her mouth. “I can’t believe I forgot!” Her voice almost echoed around the large building and attracted the attention of most of the people in the Pokemon Center. Mei sighed when Hue brought himself down. She hated when that happened, even if the arrogant him was… well arrogant, at least he was confident and smiling. Grabbing his hands, Mei looked him in the eyes with a smile, “We’re (or at least you are) going to call her tomorrow with your Xtransceiver and send her a souvenir along with this card.”

Mei looked away from him absentmindedly, as if she was trying to remember what she’s done. “Aside from collect some more badges and meet some new teammates, not really. It’s just travelling all the time and it’d be nice if I took a few more stops…” Mei smiled at this, she was usually the most lazy out of the trio, before hastily adding, “but don’t get me wrong! It’s all really fun and I love meeting everyone so far!” She laughed and turned back to him. “Enough about me! You didn’t actually blow up that building, did you?”

[blitzzen]

What he thought was a triumphant compliment towards himself soon became a deflating insult. Mei always seemed to have a way with words and turning them around when he least expected it -- or maybe that was because he was just that easy to tease. His face soured at the tidbit about clips, flowers, and other girly accessories; Mei had hit the mark when she had perceived that it would've been a blow to his masculinity (and what little he might have had, but would never admit).

Hue's red irises lowered to the ground then as he bit his bottom lip. "No flowers or any of that silly girly stuff. Why not try that on Kyouhei or somethin'--whoa!" And he suddenly felt his head being jerked gently to the right as the girl reached to fiddle with some of his hair. What was it with girls and touching hair? Something that he would never be able to decipher, he supposed...

And while the girl might've responded with a pout to the flick on her forehead, Hue, in contrast, could only laugh as the girl returned the playful favor with a few flicks of her own. "Easy girl, easy!" he teased, treating her as if she was some kind of untamed Blitzle. "Alright, so maybe I might've blown up a building or something with my looks -- I'll take that over breaking a mirror any day. 'Cause then that'd be seven years of bad luck that I can't afford." Leaving him with pink marks on his forehead, Hue's soft laughs subsided as he leaned back in his chair to take a breather. Honestly, he hadn't laughed that much in quite a while; ever since being alone, he had to cheer himself up by his lonesome -- and surprisingly, that was harder than it looked.

His eyes wandered over to the drawing that Mei had resumed. He leaned over to reach for the small stack of candy that had been offered out to him, voicing a soft thank you as he ripped the plastic wrapper off a Pecha-flavored lollipop.

As he plopped it into his mouth, he couldn't help but look over at the card and be amazed by how much the girl had gotten done in such a short amount of time. "Whoa, and you did this all in only a couple minutes? You are an expert at this, Mei. I really gotta thank you, though -- you really saved me there. I owe you something; anything you want, you name it." His eyes followed the girl's fingers as she gripped the colored pencil in her hand -- but suddenly lost track when she had let out a gasp.

"H-Hey, it's not your fault!" he quickly reassured her as he watched pairs of eyes turning to look towards their direction. "I'm her brother, anyway. It's my fault I didn't do this sooner. But that sounds like a great plan! We'll stash some candy in there, if that's alright with you. I...can pay you back some so you can go get more candy, if you want." After all, he didn't want to pillage the girl of something she had most likely worked hard for.

He was surprised when the girl had took his hands into her own, and found himself glancing straight into her eyes; something he usually didn't do. "What...souvenir?" he asked slowly, wondering whatever she was talking about. "Weren't we just talking about candy...and how I should, like...pay you back with some as thanks?" And with a quick nod of his head, he let his hands free from Mei's grip and stood up, assuming his usual determined, peppy air. "Let's go to the candy store right now so I can pay you back! It's not that far, anyway!"

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[greenrival-blog]

The perfect storm ll Green & Hue

Green doesn’t hate Christmas. In fact under the right circumstances he enjoys the holiday. What he can’t stand however?: that incessant Christmas spirit that everyone seems enthralled with leading up to the holiday. The man trudged through the streets of Castelia patience wavering. Not only was he lost in the labyrinth of a city but it was snowing heavily turning the streets into a dangerous icy mix.

Rapidashing through the snow, With a Horsea on our sleigh, Slowpoke and Slowbro, Laughing all the way.

A groan escapes his lips, He had passed these carolers numerous times already, at first he had attempted to ask them for directions but they continued to sing over him. Since then he had developed a bit of a personal vendetta against the jolly folk shooting them dirty looks every time they passed each-other. Clara curled against his neck hidden in the hood which covered the former-champ of Kanto’s spiky brown hair. Green turned his attention to the small Eevee concerned; he needed to either find his way to a Poke center or at least a place willing to take him in until the snow subsided. The cold was bothering him but at least he could tolerate that, what he couldn’t stand was seeing the small normal-type uncomfortable.

Bellsprout starts to sing, So does Magnemite, Then Seaking will start to ring The jingle bells tonight! Oh!

With his mouth set into a firm line he began to trudge forward again, this snow was incredibly thick which made walking increasingly difficult.- Not that it seemed to bother the carolers, the only individuals Green had seen in quite some time. It appeared that most residents were well aware of the storm and had prepared accordingly seeing as most businesses were closed. A dim light flickered up ahead and Green lurched forward hopefully as the singing of the carolers becoming distant once more.

Poké Balls, Poké Balls, Throw them all the way You may catch the Pokémon You want on Christmas day, Hey!

As he approached the dim light he found himself at a large map of the city, with a exasperated groan he leaned his head against the hulking board. – He had went in a giant circle for the past thirty minutes. Trying to think of a solution to his problem he stayed in this position muttering swears under his breath aggravated at himself and the city. “I should have never came to visit Unova, the Pokemon World Tournament is not worth this.” He closes his eyes hands fumbling in his pockets desperate for a cigarette or at least something to get his mind off of the situation.

[blitzzen]

"You take care now, alright honey?" He craned his neck as far away as he could from his Xtransceiver, regretting the fact that he had turned his device's volume all the way up in order to hear his family from the other end; he hadn't been expecting a flurry of blistering winds to poured throughout Castelia that night. "Do make sure to use that new scarf I knit for you -- you did get it from one of the Unfezant Mail Carriers, right?" A couple of passerby turned their heads as they heard his mother's loud voice, asking whether her son had his cheesy Christmas-themed scarf.

"M-Mom," Hue hissed under his breath, slapping a hand to his face in embarrassment. He answered back through gritted teeth, his voice a low hush. "Yes, I have it. I'll wear it as soon as I end this call." Sensing that her son was flustered by her (and why should he be? She was just looking out for her one and only son!) she clicked her tongue, gave a curt 'I love you' and hung up without another words notice -- Hue didn't even have time to say Merry Christmas back.

As he veered off Castelia's busy streets over towards a hot chocolate stand, Hue's eyes softened in regret. It was then and there, as he took a hot cup of cocoa into his hands, that he realized this would be his first Christmas away from his family. Here, stuck in Unova's biggest city. And for some reason, as much as he loved adventure, he was starting to get a little...homesick. With eyes transfixed by the ice and snow on the ground, Hue tipped the charity cocoa stand and headed over towards the city's park square. Christmas lights were hanging and were aglow in various shades of red, green, yellow, and blue. And to top it all off, a small throng of people were caroling by the iced-over water fountain, with a big audience peppered around them.

Smiling a little at the image before him, Hue quickly snapped a picture of the decked-out place with his Xtransceiver so he could send it to his little sister later that night. Uplifted by the homey scenery, there was just one thing that managed to bring Hue to a halt. Someone with chestnut-colored hair, dark beige-like khaki pants, and a signature, smug face that was known throughout all the regions: Green Okido.

And there went all his hot chocolate. The Green Okido was here, in Castelia! Not visiting his little sister, Daisy (wow, he had a little sister, too, come to think of it!), and spending it all the way over here, in Unova. He must have arrived for the World Tournament or something -- he had managed to snag a headline or two about it from one of the many local newspaper kiosks around the city. But, but, but -- the Green Okido. Just a few yards away. Mei and Kyouhei would be so jealous if he managed to get an autograph, picture, or something. Gotta remain cool, though. Somehow, Hue would just have to forget about all the posters and magazine interviews he had stowed away in his room about the former Champion. And with a huge intake of breath, he marched forward.

"Hey," he began, trying to look as smooth and suave like a local of Castelia's big streets. "You lookin' for any place in particular? I'd be more than happy to help you out, bro." 'Bro?' Would that fly by with him? Did people of his cool caliber even say that anymore? No, no, no time to think. "But, uh, hey. You wouldn't happen to be....the Green Okido, would ya? 'Cause like, I mean, heh...it's, uh...--"

And then he lost it.

"--Becauselikewhoa, that's really cool if you are! BecauseImean, you're like totally amazing, and I like totally look up to you as a role model for...forjustabouteverything, really!" He stopped then, biting his bottom lip. And it was then that Hue realized he needed to get a cap for his big mouth -- or for just someone to physically shut him up, that too.

[blitzzen]

☆ Oυr Naмes ιn Lιɢнтs! ☆ { Hue, Kyouhei, Mei }

Dress up and charades had always been a favorite game amongst the three since they were little. That, and perhaps just watching TV at one of their houses, with milk, cookies, and the house Pokemon curled up by their sides. And while the three might have childishly wished that they could go through the TV and be there, caught in between all that action and exhilaration, who knew that such a dream was actually possible! And that all three had managed to find one another under the bright lights of Virbank City. And who would've guessed that they had been welcomed into the one place that had made all their childhood dreams and aspirations come true.

They were actually here, at Pokestar Studios.

And the first stop they had made together was the filming studio, where all the makings behind films were made. Coincidentally, a spot had opened and had three roles that needed to be filled in. The genre, however, was something rather different from the norm...

"'Rom...com...'?" The word sounded so foreign; and little did Hue know that it was a mashup of the words 'romantic' and 'comedy.' But seeing as how action, horror, thriller, adventure, and sci-fi were the only genres registered in this generic boy's mind, it wasn't a surprise to find that Hue was drawing a blank at this job offer's topic. Realizing that just staring at the black-blocked letters wasn't helping him, he swung his spiky head behind him to face his buntailed best friend.

"Hey Mei, y'mind explaining to me what this is about? This 'romcom' business? Like, is it some secret word for action stunts, or something?" The boy's eyes ventured over to look at Kyouhei, who was standing by the female Trainer's side.

With a impish grin spreading across his lips, Hue sauntered over his brown-haired friend and seized the other's shoulder by wrapping an around him rather roughly. "Unless Kyouhei here has watched a few of these 'romcom' things. Now that I'm saying it out, it sounds pretty girly -- and I guess you might've watched a few girly things in your lifetime, am I right or am I right?"

[ebonycharred-blog]

spirited away | kyouhei & hue

[ebonycharred-blog]

Oh how he would like to see that — Hue with a shocked expression after being tricked by Pokemon. Sure, Kyouhei and Mei might have pulled some minor pranks on Hue in the past and received a great expression from their friend, but being tricked by the Pokemon he was after would be another type of priceless.

“Well—”

He couldn’t come up with an argument immediately. That was definitely a possibility. After all, why would Zoroark dispel the illusion all of a sudden and run? Because it liked messing with Kyouhei? Well, probably. But, Kyouhei did see Hue’s point and not his scheme.

“Then… maybe it isn’t a Zoroark? Although, I can’t think of another Pokemon that is capable of pulling off looking like another Pokemon except for Ditto. What if it’s just a really mischievous Ditto?”

In that case, a search probably wouldn’t be worth it. Ditto, while it was unique, wasn’t rare, and he didn’t know if it would be helpful.

“But if it is a Ditto, then it is causing some trouble. I got lost because of it! I’d still like to look for it to confirm what it is. And stop it if I need to.”

Kyouhei did fall for Hue’s trap, but his heroism saved him.

“Still… The Pokemon I saw. It wasn’t like anything I’ve ever seen before. It was—” Kyouhei took a moment to recall the Pokemon’s appearance. “It was human height, and walked on two legs. And it looked like a—”

He was about to say “monster” but he didn’t. The only reason the word “monster” even came up was because of its dark appearance, but appearances were deceiving. He didn’t want to say “monster” because the word had too many negative connotations with it and Kyouhei whole-heartedly believed that no Pokemon were evil. At most, the Pokemon would be an agent of chaos and love wrecking havoc, but that wouldn’t have made it evil. Its actions would be justified in its own eyes. Plus, it’s not like the Zoroark did anything atrocious or unforgivable. It just caused Kyouhei a little bit of trouble, but any adventure had its ups-and-downs, at least in his opinion.

“—beast. It looked beastly.”

That was the best way Kyouhei could think to describe it. He couldn’t think of what animal it resembled, either. Like many Pokemon, it took traits from all different sorts of animals.

“Sheesh! You convinced now that I’m not Zoroark? I mean, what if you’re just an illusions too, huh?”

“Hey, don’t start turning on me! Of course I’m not a Zoroark. I just tou—”

Before he could finish, Hue grabbed the bush of hair above Kyouhei’s vision.

“O-Ow!” He swatted Hue’s hand away and took a step away from his best friend.

“At least he could your palm tree hair correctly, heh…”

Oh, he went there.

Kyouhei wasn’t actually offended, but he heard the joke come from Hue and Mei many times, along with him throwing back jokes about cinnamon rolls and a mace. And like each time, he would give an equivalent retort.

“Oh really? In that case—”

Just like that, Kyouhei reached for Hue’s hair, grabbing a fistful of hair, and made sure to ruffle his friend’s hair out of order.

“—because he got the details of your Qwilfish ‘do just right!”

[blitzzen]

"Well then," he began, pretending to clear his throat, "If it's just a Ditto running around and just causing trouble for us Trainers, then it's not anything 'rare' at all, right?" He clenched his hands into a tight fist and feigned interest in looking down to examine the whites of his knuckles. "'Cause I mean, Ditto are kind of rare, but not like the 'one and only' type of deal, ya know what I mean?"

Hue was attempting to convince his palm tree-haired friend to drop the search and head back home empty-handed; most of the times it had proved to work, especially when it came to determining who would take the spot until the local bakery store made its cut-off for a free pastry.

Usually, Kyouhei would put up a front and argue with his friend, but would eventually be convinced otherwise that his best friend would share with him once Hue got out of line -- but on almost every occasion, Hue rarely shared his portion (or any booty, for that matter) after the deal had been agreed upon. As awful as it sounded, Hue was used to breaking promises -- the smalls ones, at least. But this time, it looked like Kyouhei wasn't about to let up.

"Alright, alright -- guess we'll just go and both check to see if it's a Ditto or not." He turned around then to roll his eyes, perturbed. Well, at least he got a physical description out of his attempt to trick his friend. Sometimes the kid was just too nice for his own good -- and that often led him to the more positive consequences than the bad ones. "Beastly n' big. Human-like. Sounds pretty creepy, if you ask me."

And while Hue certainly would have agreed with his friend's notion that no Pokemon was a 'monster,' there were definitely some creatures out in their big, wide world that would make any human's skin crawl with fright. And Hue was beginning to think this Pokemon would be like one of those intimidating types, even if it was just playing around for kicks.

Once Hue had released his grip of Kyouhei's hair, he had already started walking down one of the pathways both boys had yet to trek through. He was just about to enter into the depths of its shadows when he was halted by an abrupt yank from the top of his head. He was pulled back like a raggedy Pokedoll, only to find that Kyouhei was -- what!?

Oh no. No he did not. Just mess up his hair. His messed up his hair. He. Messed. Up. His. Hair. Nobody messes up the hair -- nobody.

Once Kyouhei had had his fine toussling up the long amounts of time it had taken to gel that finely-styled hair of his, Hue could only just plant his feet firmly to the dirt, and keep his hands clenched at his sides. He was clamped up, so riled up in his own rage that he didn't even know how to voice it. Finally, a small exhale escape his lips as he blinked. "...Yeah," he replied plainly, his eyes still focused on the forest path ahead -- and not at his friend (for he might've just pounced on him then and there. And maybe then Zoroark would've had a snort at the sight). "Guess he...got it right."

If there was anybody who liked to dish it out, but not take it back, it was Hue. He was a sore loser to the core; but perhaps the one perk about his competitiveness that he managed to get over it within a couple of minutes. With a deep sigh, Hue reached up to fix as much as he could make do of his defiled hair and turned to face his fellow accomplice.

"Well then. Whaddaya say we just team up for now and see how it goes? Until we see him, that is. Besides, I've gotta hear what you've been up to since we last left. Have y'seen Mei yet?"