(Can also be read on AO3 and FanFiction.net!)
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It was the annual Unovan train convention, Ingo stood on the platform, looking over at a crowd of people, staring at one particular green haired boy he hadnāt seen in 16 years. It was one of the Striaton Gym Leaders, Cilan. Ingo huffed as his brother, Emmet, came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
āYou want to go over and say hiā¦?ā asked Emmet.
āI⦠Iām not sureā¦ā Ingo said, hesitantly.
āCome on⦠heās your sonā¦!ā
āI know he is! Butā¦ā Ingo reached into his coat and pulled out a photo, it was a picture of a 16 year old Ingo, he looked scared in the picture, holding three newborns.
āI havenāt been in their lives for the past 16 years⦠he wouldnāt even know Iām his father⦠and their mother doesnāt want me to tell them who I amā¦ā
āThen donātā¦ā said Emmet, firmly, Ingo looked at Emmet.
āDonāt tell him youāre his fatherā¦! You can just be Ingo to himā¦!ā
Ingo looked from Emmet back to the photo, then glanced at Cilan again. Ingo huffed and put the photo away.
āIām not ready⦠letās⦠letās just get something to eat before our next panelā¦ā
Ingo and Emmet walked off, but then, Ingo accidentally walked into someone.
āMy goodness! Iām so sorry!ā Ingo said, as he held out his hand for the person. When their hands held, they locked eyes, it was Cilan! Cilanās eyes went wide.
āYou two are the Subway Bosses! Ingo and Emmet!ā gasped Cilan.
Ingo glanced at Emmet, who grinned at him, before looking back at Cilan and smiling.