Simon groaned, biting down on his lip as he unloaded on himself, cum landing on his new jacket. He let out a sigh, setting the pokedex down as he started to go through his bag for tissues.

How many times had he gotten off to all the pictures those two sent?

"Nidorina would have this mess cleaned in an instant…" he mumbled as he patted the tissue on the spots again and again, hoping the stains couldn't settle.

His call with Alvin was one thing. But afterwards he just… found himself hard. Now that he was handled, though, and the mess was cleaned, Simon stumbled out of the trees. It seemed that no one had noticed him… that was good. Simon brushed down his front, reaching into his jacket pocket to fish out a pokeball, throwing it up to release Porygon.

'I should be walking with Bulbasaur… But he can't exactly respond in English' Simon thought as he observed Porygon's body. It was still a shock that he managed to obtain a shiny!

"Mmh… Interesting call history." Porygon commented. "Shall I save it all?"

"Oh hush. Just calculate how long it should take to get from here to Fuchsia." Simon said with a roll of his eyes. Porygon seemed to be enjoying taunting him about his… activities. Especially when it came down to his brothers.

Porygon was quiet for a while, beeping quietly through the pokedex as it did as asked. "You should be there well before evening. A trip to the Safari Zone is encouraged. Flying atop Aerodactyl will have you there much faster. And there are still trainers on the Cycling Road, if you wish for battle."

Simon, with a nod, just went straight to the terminal, walking on through until he was at the other side. The last thing he needed was another pokemon to plague his thoughts.

Now he was on route 17. The Cycling Road. The dirt and grass path ended ahead, starting immediately at the grand steel bridge that stretched clean through the entirety of the route. The downward slope it had meant one thing and one thing only. Going down was far easier than coming back up.

Right as Simon took a step on the metal, he heard a whisper from the trees.

"Hey, hey, nice new outfit. Guess the stuff worked out for ya in the Zone, eh?" The voice belonged to a… man? He was leaning against a tree trunk. Simon wasn't amused by all the dark clothing. Nor the cloak or mask. He seemed oddly... familiar...

"I... don't believe we've met." Simon said, adjusting his glasses.

The masked man slumped. "Oh c'mon, this song? I just saw ya in Fuchsia. Ya don't remember? Sheesh. And here I was about to give you-"

"Fuchsia City? Ahh. I see what's going on. That was my brother. He's halfway to Vermilion at this point. Surely we don't really look alike that much." Simon said, looking to Porygon. The duck-like pokemon just beeped, unsure.

"Brother? Oh, great. Well, change of plans." The shady man took a few steps closer, crouching down to Simon's height. "Here's a deal. If you don't tell him I'm coming, I'll make it worth your while!"

Simon furrowed his brow. "You… honestly expect me to stand idle while you stalk and surprise my brother? He may be annoying, but I'm not going to let you do that!" Simon said, taking a step back. "Porygon, attack with-"

"Hey, hey! Wait! I'm a good guy, honest! Just doin' my job here! Your brother's caught my boss' attention, and he really wants to meet him, see? Especially after we got that train footage." The masked man insisted, waving his hands defensively. Simon didn't budge at all. "Fine… I see. Not convinced. Alright then. Let's battle, fair and square. That ought to show I don't mean any harm, huh?"

"You'd better hope so." Simon growled through clenched teeth. 'Alvin, why must you get yourself in trouble? Don't you do that enough at home?'

Simon watched the man dig in his cloak, producing a two great balls and throwing them up in the air. From within popped out a Houndour and a Murkrow, both glaring him down. He bit his lip. It was a dumb, reckless move but…

"Bulbasaur, Aerodactyl, let's go!" Simon called, tossing his own balls forward, releasing his pokemon. Bulbasaur just yawned as he stood up, whereas Aerodactyl let out a loud, proud growl.

"Well… you're really not gonna pull any punches? Sheesh, kids these days." Masked Guy groaned, shaking his head. "Houndour, use Smog! Murkrow, attack that Bulbasaur with Wing Attack!"

Houndour leapt backwards, mouth opened wide as a thick purple cloud burst from its gaping maw, sending the poisonous substances forward. Murkrow, with wings glowing with a pale blue energy, flapped away, diving right for Bulbasaur.

At Simon's command, Aerodactyl avoided the attack by flying upwards, eyes taking on their own blue glow. Bulbasaur, however, stood his ground, tanking the Smog attack without a single flinch as his seed opened up, releasing his Sleep Powder cloud that mingled with the cloud for a moment that billowed ahead.

"Aerodactyl, Rock Slide! Bulbasaur, Razor Leaf!"

"Get out the way you two!"

Murkrow abandoned the attack in order to dodge the falling stones, weaving around each one of them, squawking loudly. Aerodactyl growled at the bird, fangs on display as he gave a harsh flap of his wings, trying to knock a few of the rocks into Murkrow's path. One or two collided with the bird's body, sending it spiraling towards the ground.

Down on the ground, Houndour had to dodge through the Sleep Powder cloud, only to take the full force of the Razor Leaf, each leaf making contact with its body and making the dog stumble backwards.

"Houndour, stop it with a Flamethrower! Murkrow, you use Night Shade!" Masked Guy commanded.

With a snarl, Houndour released a stream of orange flames from its mouth, aiming straight for Bulbasaur. Murkrow, meanwhile, had its eyes begin to glow a sinister shade of red, then the rest of its body took the same glow before forcing it down into a ball, firing it straight at Aerodactyl.

Simon gave the order for his pokemon to dodge. Bulbasaur managed to avoid most of the flames, though both of his hinds were in the fire for a good second or two. Aerodactyl, however, couldn't out maneuver the attack, getting hit directly in the chest, letting out a pained screech as he tried to stay airborne.

"C'mon kid, you're killin' me here! I'll give ya something if you call off the battle!" Masked Guy offered.

"Explain yourself first. Aerodactyl, Rock Slide! Aim for them both! Bulbasaur, get out the way!" Simon ordered.

Aerodactyl flapped again, glaring down both of his targets, wings spread out wide as the glowing blue rings formed above once more, raining down the heavy boulders.

Bulbasaur, however, ignored the order, stomping his feet down and, with a kick, launched himself forward with a Take Down, barreling clean into Houndour's body and launching it towards Masked Guy's feet. Bulbasaur roared victoriously, stretching out his vines. When he did, though, his entire body was shrouded in bright white.

Simon gasped, covering up his eyes. It was finally happening… Bulbasaur was evolving!

"Great, just great." Masked Guy groaned, returning Houndour to its pokeball. "You wanna leave it at that?" He huffed as soon as the light dimmed away, leaving behind an Ivysaur in its wake.

Ivysaur snorted, looking up at the sky. But, all he saw was Aerodactyl coming in for a landing. Murkrow was nowhere to be seen.

Simon returned Aerodactyl to his ball, walking on over to Ivysaur. The grass type growled proudly, jumping up into Simon's arms, squirming about some. "Saur! Vy, ivy!"

"Wow… look at y-you." Simon grunted under the weight, getting down on a knee to set Ivysaur down. "Guess I can't call you Bulbasaur anymore, can I?"

"Hooray hooray, you won a battle that was thrown." Masked Guy said as he approached Simon. "Look, I've been out in the open long enough. If it'll make ya feel better, go ahead and just tell the one in red clothes that we'll meet in Celadon. There. Now it's not a surprise, right?" He insists, reaching into his cloak. "And here's something useful so you'll stop thinking I mean harm." He said. In his hand were two clear boxes, one yellow and the other purple. "Give those to your Porygon."

Simon stared at them. "Hmph… fine. But if I even think you're doing something-"

"Kid, please. It's a job." Masked Guy groaned, pointing another pokeball to the pile of stones, returning Murkrow. "Boss says he likes someone, I get sent to make a meeting happen. If I wanted to do harm, I would have already. You need to work on your trust."

"Excuse me? Who in their right mind would trust some… some cloak shrouded, mask wearing person who's claimed he's stalking their sibling?" Simon countered. "Just get out of here before you make me mad."

"Suit yourself." Masked Guy turned away, his cloak billowing a little as he made his way back to the terminal.

Simon watched until he couldn't see him again. "Ugh… what a creep." He mumbled, standing up straight. He should have taken money instead. Simon reached into his bag, fishing out his pokedex. He quickly dialed Alvin's number, waiting.

After a minute or so, Alvin answered. "Heeeello, Alvin Seville, Master Trainer and Chipmunk's Top Model squeaking, how can I hel-"

"Alvin why in the HELL did I just battle some guy looking for you? What on the entire Earth possessed you to ever think that a grown man dressed in all black and a CLOAK AND MASK was a good idea to talk with?" Simon shouted, not caring who heard. "You are gonna explain exactly what's going on or so help me I will be there in seconds and make you talk!"

"Uhm, ow? Jeez, volume warning much?" Alvin replied. "You listen here, Simom, you aren't Dave. If you're looking out for me, little brother, thank you. But I've got this under control. That guy just gave me something useful in the Safari Zone, and I'll have you know that, for the record, I in fact DIDN'T know he was following me. Last time I saw him was in Fuchsia."

Simon huffed through his nose. "Alvin, I just… I didn't like the way he was talking. He said he had train footage of you and I thought he was blackmailing you into doing things for him."

Alvin was quiet for a moment. "Ehehe… hoo boy, train footage huh? Wonder what that could be, haven't heard anything like that in my whole life. So, uh, Simon, one other thing. If you, ya know… run into Theodore before I do… you mind hugging him for me?"

"Heh… I didn't take you one for sentimentality, Alvin." Simon said, smiling a little at that. "You miss him?"

"W-What? No! Well… yeah. A lot. There's a whole lot of Kanto and I have no idea where he's headed. And I could even be there for his first gym battle and-"

"Alvin, Alvin, you're spiraling." Simon interrupted. "I'll pass the message if I see him. Until then… you be careful, okay? I don't know if I trust this cloaked person all that much. Kick him in the testicles if you must."

"Pfffff- Yeah… I'll be fine, Si. I'll see ya when I see ya."

At that, Alvin hung up.

Simon sighed, looking over to his pokemon. Ivysaur was testing out his new vines, and Aerodactyl was looking over itself, letting out little growls of approval.

"Well… come on. Fuchsia's waiting." Simon said as he went to climb on Aerodactyl's back, Ivysaur settling down between his legs. The fossil pokemon flapped, lifting off the ground with ease as he took flight, soaring down the length of the bridge.

When Simon made it to Fuchsia, the first thing he did was head to the shore down south that lead to route 19. As soon as he made it, he kicked off his shoes and sat at the water's edge, letting his feet dip in the water.

He sighed, closing his eyes as he was joined by Ivysaur and Aerodactyl, both laying out in the sand. He peeked an eye open and couldn't help but smile at the sight.

Including today's happenings, he just had a fair amount on his mind for a while now. First was the masked man from earlier. What had he done once he left? Was he still trying to meet up with Alvin? What was that footage they had talked about? Should he question Professor Oak about it all?How were his brothers really doing if these sorts of things were going on?

But then, as he was thinking of his brothers, a different second thought worked its way into his mind. Alvin… Theodore… nearly every trainer that he had come across, they all had something in common.

They seemed to have an intense bond with their pokemon. Some he even had the "opportunity" to see being more than just trainer and trainee. Was there a benefit? Was it just for fun?

Before the journey started, pokemon were mostly something for him to study. To observe and move on to the next. But ever since that day he became a full fledged trainer… he had a different thought.

He never felt like he was studying anything. It just felt like… he was experiencing it all. With his pokemon at his side instead of at his beck and call. Of course, he'd never bring this up with anyone. He was the certain one of the family. The brains, the one who knew it all.

Even the sex was nice and all when it finally happened. Sure it wasn't in his plans to ever do so with a pokemon, but he just felt… closer to them than he expected to now. It was like a friendship, but more. Words couldn't even fully explain the feeling, no matter how much he thought on it.

Simon reached into his bag, producing the other four pokeballs had and tossed them up.

Porygon, Clefable, Sandshrew, Nidorina, they all stretched themselves out(save for Porygon who just… vibrated) before Simon pat the sand.

"Come on. Plenty room on the shore." He invited. "Lets just relax for a while before we get moving again."

Sure enough, everyone had taken their places. Aerodactyl was laying flat behind him, his head resting near Simon's thigh. Nidorina was leaning in with her head resting on his shoulder, with Clefable right at her side. Sandshrew had dug a nice hole in front of him, burying himself halfway into the sand. Porygon had just stopped levitating to rest in the warm sand. And Ivysaur… Ivysaur was in Simon's lap, curled up slightly. Simon didn't mind that the flower was in his face.

Taking in a deep breath, Simon let out a low sigh. If they were more than friends… he couldn't help thinking of all the other pokemon he caught. The ones resting in the pc system. Which had he caught just for the pokedex? Or his own research? The thought made him furrow his brow.

'We'll change that…' he thought to himself. He got out his pokedex, flipping it open to send off a message. One going to both of his brothers.

"I feel like this is up both of your alleys. Got any nickname ideas? I think I'll be here a while." It read. The message was sent off with a picture attached to it, one of Simon's whole team, as best as he could angle it for everyone to fit in it.