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Silver Redemption	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2310 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Silver Redemption
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 5
- 6
- 7
A/N Green may seem out of character, but he really isn’t – he’s only like it to Silver and in-character towards everyone else.
The next time Silver awoke in the bed, Green was sitting at the desk across from him. With a yelp, Silver shot backwards and instinctively wrapped his arms around him, keeping his head low.
Green sighed as he turned to look at the young boy. He knew it was going to be hard to get Silver to trust him, but he just couldn’t give up and leave such a troubled boy in the hands of someone who didn’t understand a thing about him.
Yes, Green had grown up in an abusive household as well. His parents hated him and he had been shipped off to live with his grandfather when he was five. Professor Oak had been more of a parent to him than his mother and father had ever been. He supposed that was why he wanted to be the one to care for Silver.
“Your name is Silver, right?” Green’s voice held a soft tone that he only ever used with his Pokémon. People usually weren’t worth his time – Red and Grandpa were the only ones he ever really connected with.
Silver’s eyes widened at Green’s question – if he knew that, he surely was a Rocket! The boy soon found himself trembling violently as he searched for something – anything – to keep the older male away from him. His shaking hand knocked books and a lamp off the bedside tables as he felt around for something he could use as a weapon.
Green was confused by Silver’s actions; what on earth could the red-head be looking for?
“What’s wrong, Silver?” Green asked. He stood up and approached the bed.
Silver screeched a horrible screech as tears welled up in his eyes. He grabbed the pen that was sitting on the bedside table and held it out in front of him in a threatening manner.
“Stay away from me!” Silver screamed as he waved the pen about. “Stay away from me, you Rocket!”
Green’s eyes widened as he realised what the problem was. If he was correct in saying that this boy was Silver, than his father was none other than the Team Rocket leader, Giovanni. It only made sense for Silver to assume that he was Rocket seeing as he had taken over the gym and knew his name.
Green raised his hands as he stayed where he was. “Silver, I promise you that I am not a Rocket member. I swear on my Eevee’s life. It was my best friend, Red, who took down Giovanni.”
Silver’s eyes dropped again at these words, but he still did not lower the pen. He thought about what had just been said. He remembered the Eevee that had been curled up against him and looked around for it. It was nowhere in sight.
Minutes of silence passed by. Green knew that Silver needed the news to sink in before they spoke any more.
“…So…” Silver’s voice was barely audible, but it was still clear he was trying his best not to cry. “…You’re not a Rocket…?”
“No.” A small smile crept onto Green’s face. He reached over and grabbed the Poke Ball that was sitting on his desk. He pressed the button and Eevee appeared once again. “I hate Team Rocket as much as you seem to fear them.”
Green leant down and picked his fox Pokémon up. He carried her over to the bed and sat her down in Silver’s lap before he backed up a few paces. He watched as Silver hesitantly petted the glossy fur.
“So, Silver...” Green didn’t miss the way Silver flinched and cowered at his name. It broke his heart, but he knew better than to show it. “You must be a Pokémon Trainer, too. Do you want me to take your Pokémon off you and give them some rest?”
Silver’s eyes widened and he instantly pulled the Eevee into a tight hug. It was as if he thought Green was going to take his Pokémon away and then attack him or something.
“Silver…” Green’s voice had that soft edge to it again. “Silver, is it okay if I bring Pokémon food in here, then? I’m sure your Pokémon are hungry and they could really use a bit of exercise.”
Silver twiddled with his thumbs as he thought the offer over. If they did it that way… His Pokémon were still here to protect him against Green, if need be… But if Green took them away, he was at the elder’s mercy…
I will never be like you…
Silver cringed as he remembered his own words from long ago. Keeping his Pokémon cooped up in their Poke Balls was a Giovanni move.
“…” Silver let out a small hiccup before he nodded. His trembling hands passed his Poke Balls to the brown-haired Gym Leader, but he just couldn’t make eye contact. He was aware of his Pokémon being released from their confines and Green leaving to bring in some Pokémon food. He just stared down at the Eevee in his lap, not understanding why the fox liked being so close to him, or why he… was kind to it…
Silver looked at his own Pokémon, who were staring back in confusion. They clearly didn’t understand why a Pokémon that wasn’t even a part of their team was getting treated so kindly when they were all used to Silver’s harsh commands.
Tears welled up in Silver’s eyes as he looked at all of the battle wounds on his Pokémon. He gently placed the Eevee down on the bed beside him and leant over, raising a shaking hand. He reached out slowly, aware of the way Sneasel watched him warily, ready for anything.
“I’m sorry…” Silver whispered as he placed his on Sneasel’s head. He saw the way the Pokémon had flinched violently at the touch, used to abuse. “Sneasel… Everyone… I’m… I’m so sorry…”
Feraligatr was the first to approach Silver. It nudged its trainer softly with its nose, a small whine escaping. Silver understood; Feraligatr was his first Pokémon, after all.
Golbat, Gengar and Alakazam approached next, each hesitantly. They were still very unsure on their trainer, but Silver had never apologised to them for anything before.
Magneton, however, buzzed happily as it floated over to its trainer. It seemed very content as Silver wrapped his arms around it, holding it close.
“All of you…” Silver sobbed into Magneton’s steel body. “…I’m so sorry… It’s my fault… I… I never should have treated any of you like that… Forgive me…”
Before any of the Pokémon could make a noise, the door opened again and Green walked in with several bowls of Pokémon food. He placed them all around the room, coaxing the Pokémon into eating. Sneasel was the only one who didn’t leave Silver’s side; it crawled up onto the bed and into its trainer’s lap.
Silver reluctantly wrapped his arms around the Pokémon. He had never allowed any of his companions so close to him before – had never showed any such affection whatsoever. This was all so new to him, but the thing that kept him going was his will to change.
“Your Pokémon all look strong and like they’re in tip-top shape,” Green smiled as he petted Alakazam’s head.
Silver just shrugged and buried his face into black fur. He couldn’t understand what the hell was going on. First, he winds up in Viridian City and has another breakdown, and then he wakes up in Green’s bedroom, passes out again, and wakes up, only to find that he is nice to his Pokémon. What the fuck was going on with him?
“You know you’re welcome to stay here, Silver,” Green offered as he sat back down at his desk.
Silver cringed at the forbidden words. So it begins… Green did want him as a sex slave…
“I promise I won’t force you if you don’t want to stay,” Green continued on, sensing Silver’s unspoken thoughts, “but I really think it will be good for you. A stable place to stay in, and you won’t even have to deal with me very much because I usually spend my time down at the gym or on top of Mt. Silver to visit my friend.”
Silver’s ears perked at the mention of Mt. Silver. He knew that mountain. He had heard the rumours of how dangerous it was, how only the best of trainers were allowed up there. If he stayed with Green… put up with him solely for the fact that Green was one of the few who could travel up and down Mt. Silver… He could become stronger! He could take down Gold at last!
But what were the cons…? Oh. Just the fact that Green seemed to want his body. That Green would most likely abuse him. That he would be so unhappy here.
But hey! It was somewhere to sleep at night, and hopefully somewhere he would be supplied with food. It would save him wandering around, half-starved and cold. Perhaps, just maybe, he could put up with that just for the fact that he could become stronger.
Silver was aware that he was only using Green and taking advantage of his possible-generosity – but he was Silver!
With a reluctant nod, Silver nodded. He tightened his grip on Sneasel as tears fell harder. Did he really just resign himself away to another life of being a sex-slave…?
“Just…” Silver’s voice was hoarse. “…No sex… At least until I get used to here…”
Green felt his heart breaking at these words; he knew that Silver would have expected something like that. A sad smile crossed his face.
“Silver, listen,” Green whispered. “I promise you, I would never do anything sexual to you. I only want to help you. Please, trust me, Silver. I know we can become friends.”
Silver just shrugged. There were those words that he expected – the words that were meant for him to lower his guard so that Green could strike.
“Silver, the kitchen is just down the hallway,” Green spoke softly. “Come out when you are ready and I will make you some dinner.”
Silver nodded, busy inspecting Sneasel’s claws. He heard Green sigh and leave. He then turned to the Eevee that was still seated next to him.
“Is your trainer always that nice…?” Silver whispered to the brown Pokémon.
Eevee just smiled happily. “Eevee! Ee!”
Silver couldn’t help but smile. “I’ll trust you… Only you, Eevee.”
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