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Once Upon A Dream World	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10946 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gary set the shovel aside and wiped sweat of his brow for the tenth time that day, his eyes scanning the excavation site. When he'd first gotten the invite to help Brandon, the Pyramid King of the Battle Frontier, with a new excavation, he'd been excited because it would mean getting away from Kyle.
Only Kyle had also been invited to the dig; a fact he had not discovered until after he'd said yes to going. Now he wondered yet again what he would do; though Umbreon was a faithful guardian who used Psychic on Kyle whenever he tried to approach while Gary was sleeping, he still didn't feel safe in his own bed, and the strain was beginning to take its toll on him.
“Here...” Jumping, he spun around only to find Kyle standing behind him holding a freshly filled canteen. “You look like you need a drink.”
“Thank you.” Though he wanted to throw the water in Kyle's face, Gary knew that he could not say anything in front of the other researchers.
“Did you hear? There's someone here looking to challenge Brandon. Apparently it's his third challenge, but I don't know much more than that.” Kyle stepped closer as Gary finished taking a drink of water and closed the canteen, slinging it across his body and handing Kyle his empty one to be refilled.
“No, I didn't; I thought that Brandon doesn't accept challengers in the middle of a dig?”
“He normally doesn't, but I heard that this kid is an exception... Oh, that's him, over there. The youth with the purple hair...” Gary looked over at the boy, and promptly did a double take, his pulse racing.
No way... there was no way that he was seeing the boy from his dreams, the youth he was competing against for Ash's affections. Swallowing hard, he turned back to Kyle. “What do you know about Paul?” Gary started as he realized that he didn't know for certain that Paul was the other boy's name, but he shrugged it off.
Kyle just shrugged. “I haven't heard much, why? Do you want to fuck him or something?” Kyle casually placed his hand on Gary's back, his thumb sliding discretely under the fabric until he could touch bare skin and Gary tensed before stepping away.
“I need to get back to work, and I'm sure that I'm not the only thirsty researcher.” He nodded towards the dozen or so canteens that Kyle was still carrying, then he grabbed his shovel and resumed digging. It wasn't until he was certain that Kyle was gone that Gary relaxed again.
“Are you okay?” Gary jumped for the second time in less than ten minutes. Glancing up, he saw that it had been the purple-haired youth who had spoken, and up close his resemblance to the youth in his dreams was even more startling.
“Yeah, I'm fine...” Gary laughed humorlessly.
“That guy wasn't harassing you, was he Gary?” The boy stepped closer, an almost worried expression on his face as Gary felt the blood drain from his.
“How do you know my name?” But even as he spoke, his lips formed the name 'Paul' but he resisted the urge to voice it out loud.
“The same way you know that my name is Paul. We've met before, in another time and another place. In our dreams that aren't dreams at all, not really.” Paul cocked his head to the side as he looked past Gary at Kyle. “Who is he?”
“Kyle's my... my roommate. But...” Gary bit the inside of his cheek as he wondered if he should confide in Paul; then he realized what Paul had said. “Wait; what do you mean that we 'met in dreams that aren't dreams'?”
“I'm not sure what they are exactly, only that ever night when I dream I find myself in a Pokemon Gym that's also a sex club. They call it the Striaton Gym, which is in Unova, a region I've never even been to; and...” He shook his head. “I've had a hunch almost from the beginning that the dreams were somehow real, but it wasn't until I saw you that I knew for certain that they were not just dreams. You've been having the same ones, haven't you?”
Slowly, Gary nodded, relaxing. “Kyle's been trying to get me into his bed for almost six months now; and he doesn't care whether or not I'm willing. My Umbreon has been protecting me at night, but I'm having a hard time relaxing enough to sleep while I'm in the same room as Kyle. And I don't know what to do... We're both boys and... and I let him get close in the first place and...” Gary wiped at his eyes, hoping that no one else would see that he was on the verge of crying. “When I was invited to help with this dig I was happy because I thought that Kyle wouldn't be coming then, when I learned that he'd also been invited... I wanted to die. I don't know what I'm doing, who to turn to...” Breaking off once more, Gary shook his head as Paul's hands balled into fists.
“What are you doing, upsetting my Gary?” Kyle glared at Paul as he passed by on his way back to the water truck.
“Your Gary? He's been in an online relationship with me for almost a year now; he's mine and you'd better back off if you know what's good for you!” Though Paul was shorter than Kyle, the force of his return glare was powerful enough to make Kyle back up a step. “When he learned that this dig was just north of Celestic Town he invited me to come along; and since I wanted to challenge Brandon to a rematch anyway I accepted.”
“You're his boyfriend? He... he never told me that he was seeing anyone...” Kyle broke off, then his resolve hardened. “Let's have a battle; the winner gets to keep Gary. Agreed?”
“Agreed. But you'd better be prepared to leave him alone when I win, and that means changing rooms and getting a new roommate.” Paul was calm as he spoke, as though the battle were already won.
“And you'd better be prepared for a break-up when I win.” Kyle grinned lazily, equally confident that he would win the battle.
“Meet me at the southern edge of the dig at eight tonight; does a three on three battle work for you?”
“Yes, I'll see you tonight.” Then Kyle turned and walked away, as Gary gaped up at Paul, shocked that someone he'd just met would risk so much just for him...
Then he realized for the first time that he had seen Paul before, outside of his dreams. “You battled against Ash in the Sinnoh League, didn't you?”
“Yes. You watched the match?” Gary nodded. “That was my second six on six battle with Ash and the first time he'd beaten me; I was impressed that he was able to hold his own considering he'd only been able to defeat two of my Pokemon during our first full battle.”
“Only two?” Gary's jaw dropped; Ash was a powerful trainer, and Paul had beaten him that badly; then he laughed. “Oh man, I don't think Kyle knows what he'll be up against tonight...”
“No, he doesn't or else he'd never have challenged me.” Then Paul sighed and grabbed a spare shovel. “Anyway, Brandon won't battle me until tomorrow so tonight will be a good warm up; and in the mean time I can help out here.” Gary nodded, knowing that he was safe as long as Paul was around him.
The rest of the day was spent in comfortable silence as Paul helped Gary dig, the teens only talking when Gary needed to instruct Paul with how to excavate an artifact. All too soon, however, it was time to head in for dinner and then, after dinner, the battle would start.
“Paul... you are going to win, right? And... and even if you do win, then what happens next?” Gary toyed with his food as he spoke, his words soft yet Paul could hear the pain underscoring them.
“Of course I'll win, don't you worry.” Paul's hand found Gary's under the table and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Oh, you can bunk with me tonight, after the match; I was giving a two bed room but not a roomie.”
“Paul I...” Gary gave him a weak smile as he nodded, his stomach finally untying itself enough for him to eat.
“You don't have to thank me; a friend of Ash's is a friend of mine, though there was a time when I didn't wish to be friends with anyone, him least of all. But he taught me that there are things that you cannot do alone and...” Paul broke off as his heart tightened painfully and he wondered if he should confess his love for Ash.
“Even so, thank you.” Gary's smile was firmer this time as he glanced away from Paul towards the clock. “It's time. Are you ready?”
“Yes, let's do this.” Together they walked outside towards the battlefield where Kyle was already waiting for them.
“Do you wish to referee the match?” Paul turned towards Gary as he realized that something was missing, and Gary nodded before taking his place.
“This is a three on three match between Kyle and Paul; both trainers may substitute Pokemon. Let the match begin.”
“Go, Quagsire.” Kyle casually tossed his Pokeball as Paul released his Electivire.
“Go, Quagsire use Mud Sport.”
“Protect.” As the mud fell all around Electivire, the electric type protected itself. “Now use Brick Break.”
“Dodge and use Muddy Water.” The water drenched Electivire, and was followed up quickly with a well-aimed Slam, knocking Electivire out. As Kyle congratulated himself on winning the first round, Paul calmly recalled his Electivire and sent Torterra into battle.
“Giga Drain.” All the color drained from Kyle's face as the move hit and his Quagsire fainted.
“Raichu; you're up next. Use Thunder.”
“Stone Edge.” Paul didn't even try to dodge the Thunder, knowing that Torterra's ground type status would render the electric type move useless. But, to his surprise, Kyle's Raichu was fast enough to dodge the Stone Edge before launching into a Thunderbolt, followed by an Electro Ball and lastly Nuzzle. He laughed softly as he realized that Kyle had no idea why none of his moves were having any affect against him.
“Electric Type moves won't work against a Grass and Ground Type like Torterra. Now, let's wrap this up with Frenzy Plant.” For the second time in less than five minutes, Kyle was recalling an unconscious Pokemon, and now he was sweating.
“Go Roserade; its all up to you... Grassy Terrain! Let's get some healing going!”
“Idiot! You just powered up my Torterra! Frenzy Plant, let's end this!” Seconds later, Roserade was knocked out and Gary was declaring Paul the winner.
“You're safe now, I promise...” As Gary smiled warmly at him, Paul felt his heart skip a beat, something that so far only Ash has made him feel.
“You...” Suddenly Paul was grabbed from behind as a fist slammed into the back of his head. Spinning around he lashed out blind, yet his foot connected with Kyles crotch a spit second before his fist clipped his jaw.
“What is going on over here?” Hands were pulling Kyle and Paul apart, and Paul gracefully allowed Gary to guide him away from the fight.
“He's been forcing himself on Gary!” Paul spat out as he felt Gary tense behind him.
“Oh, is that so?” Brandon turned suddenly cold eyes on Kyle. “Gary is your roommate, isn't he?”
“I haven't been forcing him! He's been begging me to fuck his ass raw every night! He loves it when I'm rough with him...”
“Liar!” The word burst out of Gary with so much force that everyone turned towards him. “You're a liar! I never...” Hot tears of shame coursed down his cheeks, and only the gentle hand Paul placed on his hand gave him the strength to continue. “I asked you to stop countless times but you never did; that makes it rape, Kyle....”
Brandon turned back towards Kyle. “I want you gone by noon tomorrow; and you'll be under guard tonight. Take him away.” He nodded at two of the older researchers who physically hauled Kyle off even as he protested that he loved Gary and had never hurt him, would never hurt him; but his protests fell on deaf ears.
“Are you okay?” The hand placed under Gary's chin was gentle, and he could only shake his head as his tears thickened. “Did he rape you?”
“N-no, it never got that far... My Umbreon didn't let him get that close to me... but he did touch me on several locations and he kept talking about wanting to rape me and... and...” Gary shook his head again.
“I'll talk to Rowan about getting you a new roommate after the dig, but for tonight...”
“He can bunk with me tonight.” Paul offered, looking Brandon straight in the eyes as he tenderly wiped away Gary's tears.
“You have changed; when we first met you didn't care about anyone but yourself. I'm glad to see that you are learning to care; compassion may just be what you need to beat me in battle, Paul.” Brandon nodded, and turned to leave. “I have to return to Snowpoint Temple tomorrow; but if you wish to wait here we can battle as soon as I return.”
“Good; I shall early await your return.” Then Brandon was gone and Paul was leading Gary back to his room, as the pain from being struck in the back of the head began to register now that his adrenaline rush was dissipating.
“Shit...” Paul collapsed onto his bed as a wave of dizziness overcame him.
“Paul, are you okay?” Hands were on his back before Paul had time to realize that Gary had climbed into bed with him.
“Yeah; Kyle just hit me harder than I'd thought. I'll be fine once I sleep it off though.” Paul rolled over and gazed up at Gary. “You can take the other bed...” He broke off as Gary began shaking his head.
“Paul, please... I don't want to sleep alone tonight...” There was a flash of light as Umbreon was released from his Pokeball and curled up in front of the door.
“A-are you sure?” Paul's heart raced and his cock twitched in his pants. “I have no issue with keeping my hands to myself but... but there is no guarantee that I won't get hard if you share a bed with me...”
“I don't care; as long as you don't touch me sexually I don't care if you react.” Gary slipped out of bed to strip down to his boxers before pulling on an oversized tee from the bag he had grabbed from his room on the way to Paul's. Then he crawled back into Paul's and Paul had to take a deep breath before getting himself ready for bed.
Laying back down he pulled Gary on top of him, his hands pressed tamely against Gary's back as he cried himself to sleep.
But Paul couldn't sleep; worry about Gary warred with wondering what Brandon had meant about compassion being the secret to winning in his mind. The strongest Pokemon won a battle, right? What was so important about showing compassion...
It was then that Gary cried out softly, and Paul automatically tightened his arms around Gary, assuming he was having a nightmare. Seconds later, Paul felt his face heat as he remembered too late the shared sex dreams as Gary began writhing in his arms.
Lying back, he tried to ignore what was happening even as one of Gary's legs slipped between his own and rubbed against him, hard. Paul had to bite his lip as Gary moved against him, a torrent of filthy sounds issuing from his mouth and heating Paul's blood further.
“Oh, shit...” Paul gasped out, shifting uncomfortably as he felt his balls draw up tight. “Wake up already or I'll... I'll...” But it was too late, as Paul came hard, his arms clenching tightly around Gary seconds before he felt warmth spill from Gary's cock.
“Paul...” Gary blinked sleepily down at the purple haired teen, then he realized what had happened. “You weren't... I mean... I didn't...”
“I haven't fallen asleep yet.” Paul shrugged as Gary moved off of him.
“But you...”
“Yes, I came. I had a beautiful boy moving against me... of course I came. But... but it means nothing, Gary. I reacted to the friction, that's all...” Paul stood and, grabbing a clean pair of boxers, headed into the bathroom. When he came back out, he found Gary curled up asleep with his Umbreon in the spare bed. Sighing, Paul returned to his own bed, and this time he was able to fall asleep.
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