The remainder of the day was simple. It was just the two of them together watching anime and laughing. Plainly, just the two of them enjoying each other's company. Alex hadn't felt this happy in a long time. The day may have started in tragedy but this made up for it in the end. There was still this indescribable spark within him that he could not explain. He ignored the feeling uncertain of its meaning. Estelle had passed out during one of the episodes they were watching. She must have been extremely tired. The positive thing was, she was sleeping. He had feared she wouldn't be able to sleep at all after those events. Alex simply smiled and fetched his blanket. It was the only one he had but still, she needed it more than him. He wrapped it around her gently and soon after crawled into his own, blanketless bed. "Sleep well Estelle." Moments later, he fell asleep, only with a light shiver.
Alex shook his head from Estelle's apology. "It's okay. But to tell the truth... I think I'm a legitimately scared of her now." She gave him a death threat. It was only natural to fear such. How else was he supposed to react. He stood up and brushed himself off. He rubbed his back since it was still throbbing as well. Now Estelle wanted to go back to his place. It was okay he thought, but then again, it might not be the best idea given his gender and her issue towards it. He couldn't argue though. "Y-yeah. That is fine. If you stay again you can have my bed, I'll just sleep on the ground with a sleeping bag, just so you can get a peaceful rest tonight." He stated to her in a calming voice.
Estelle gave no form of hug back, but he understood. This was going to be a slow process for her after all that has happened. He would help her the best way he could. A challenge in itself but one that surely would be a positive outcome. Not all men were horrible people. There are a few heroes among this world of evil. Although the emotions were high for them both, that was not to last long. Natalie had once again entered the picture from the usual method of the coffee shop. Her lunge however was expected. Natalie was unaware of the situation and how it turned into something not as eventful. Alex could only feel fear as she lashed her words at him. His heart rushed the more she snapped. Eventually he was tossed to the ground. "Ouch!" He yelped aloud. Like he said, he was weak so that was certainly going to leave some big bruises on his bottom. Nat's last choice of words before leaving were painful but true. There was no proof Estelle had that this wasn't all just an act. It wasn't of course, but even still. He looked up to Estelle as he squinted in pain. "I think I'm not going to get on her good side anytime soon. Sorry Estelle."
Alex looked at Estelle with shock. It all made sense to why she was afraid of men. To why she never opened up. The stories of their past were different, but the emotions attacked were the same. Pain and fear. Trust was a hard enough thing. Estelle had once told him that she had a troubling time talking to men in general, yet here she was, confessing everything about her past to him, a boy she only knew for a few days. He complained about being bullied and physically harmed continuously when in her case, much worse things happened. At least Alex still had his family, they may not have agreed with his decisions, but they were still alive and healthy. His purity wasn't taken away from him either. She had experienced much worse. Alex lost control of himself. He found himself hugging Estelle trying to comfort her. It was just a burst reaction that he had no control over. He didn't stop himself after however. He only began to speak to her in a gentle tone. "Estelle, thank you for telling me your reasons. The same goes to you. If you ever need someone to talk to, know I will listen. I'm sure Ms. Natalie will too." He finally managed to pull himself away from her. He closed his eyes and gave her a smile. "I want to be there for you forever Estelle."
Alex felt a shiver down his spine as the uneasiness of Estelle grew when Natalie was brought up. That sealed it, she was probably furious. Though if Natalie did something to hurt Estelle, Alex surely would have responded in anger as well. No one wanted to see their friend be hurt like that. Hopefully things could be worked out before a knife was thrust into his chest. As for Estelle's question, was Alex transgender. The question had come to mind a lot for Alex himself even. No matter how he looked at it though, he always viewed himself as a male that was just more girly than most. He didn't see himself as a woman at all. Most would just assume such. "N-No. I still think of myself as a man. I just find it more comfortable to wear girl clothes." He sighed. That wasn't the real reason. That was his back up excuse for whenever asked that question. But this was Estelle, he could trust to tell her his secret. "Actually, there is another reason I wear these. I was always really fragile as a child and still am. I bruised and bled easy compared to most. This caused a lot of issues during things like recess in elementary school. Boys would always bully me for my weakness, knowing they could threaten me with ease. Eventually I learned that appearing as a girl would cause less attention from those who wanted to hurt me. I was eventually caught however." He began to give an awkward laugh as he spoke but it was clear he was hurting still from the events. "Once I was found out though, people left me alone calling me a freak and genderbender. At least I wasn't physically bullied right? The pranks they played were much better than almost being beaten and hospitalized. hehehehe."
Alex just stared at Estelle. He wanted to hold her right then and there, but that couldn't happen. Not until she was completely okay with this. Instead, Alex gave a simple smile of relief. "I'm happy.... we can still be friends. I was hurt that you judged me after you promised not to, but its not your fault. We all make mistakes in our lives." He let go of her hand and took a step back. "I understand things between us aren't going to be the same as the last few days have been, but maybe it will turn out for the best this way." Maybe indeed. Alex wanted nothing more than to be friends with Estelle, but the feelings of wanting something more with her kept aching inside. He was only unaware of what it meant. He would lock the feeling away feeling it to be immature. "Well..." Alex handed her the other coffee he bought. It had been untouched thus far. "What do you think we should do next?' He asked her unaware of how this would affect things. Another thought came to mind, being Natalie. Surely Estelle confessed to her. "Oh, and please, don't let Ms. Natalie come after me for blood." He laughed but was still giving the few signs of fear
Alex stared down at the soaked pillow. The pillow had soaked the tears that had been excreted. No more could come out. He sighed as he looked out the window. The sky had stopped crying as well. A brief moment of silence for him and the world. Alex stood up and put on his pink jacket. "I cant do this... I have two choices. Do I end it all here and now, or do I challenge fate and risk appearing in front of her? I honestly don't know. I will just have to let God show me the right path to take." Ale walked over to the door and opened his way to the outside world. He walked along the sidewalk. Eventually he would reach a bridge in which the fate would have spoken. If there was an interval however, a new chance would open itself. The trees flustered from the wind and caused a shiver down his spine. I wanted to just be friends. I would have told her if she wasn't so afraid. I wanted to tell her. Alex stood outside the coffee shop that Estelle introduced him to. 'If this is going to be my last, it better be good." He sighed as he walked in a bought to coffee's. He figured the more caffeine, the better. It would be one for the way there, and another to help him fight through the fear of death. On his way over, he saw what he believed he'd never see. Estelle was sitting on the bench across the street. His eyes widened as he feared what this meant. He was to challenge fate. He swallowed the fear within him and made his way over to her. Once across the street, Alex fell to his knees, bowing his head in front of her. "Estelle... I'm sorry... I wanted to tell you so badly about who I really was. I was afraid though. After you told me how you felt about boys... I just couldn't tell you. What we had, as friends, I wanted to keep forever. I never wanted to hurt you. I only wanted you and I to be happy. That's all. It was brief but I had never felt this way before. I'm sorry I lied to you. I'll leave you alone forever now. Please be safe." Alex said wtih pain in his chest. He stood up and began to slowly walk. Walk back to his home.
While cooking breakfast for himself, Estelle walked in. Her facial expression had changed from the happy caring girl to the shocked and terrified. Alex looked down to notice that he forgot to wear a shirt to cover up his body, the persona he had tried so hard to morph. Alex liked wearing girl clothing, it was more comfortable. This was reason to why he was bullied in school. To why no one ever wished to go around him. They thought he was insane. Girls always wore men clothing so why was it so different for him to wear girls? It was unfair. They judged him for the way he dressed and acted. As Estelle ran out Alex tried to follow after her, screaming for her to come back so he could explain the situation. It didn't matter. She was too far ahead and showed no signs of turning back. Alex gazed down to the ground, eyes widened and full of emptiness. Slowly, he inched his way back to his room. The thoughts of betrayal and misery running through his mind. "This is why... I couldn't tell you... my secret." Tears began to form around his eyes. "A friend lost... because of this." Alex grabbed his sketchbook. The only way he knew how to fight through the pain was to draw. His drawings showing the emotions he felt. Death, torture, emptiness: the traits that were put into each panel as he drew his sorrows away. But this time it was different, no matter how many strokes were made onto the page, the ink was not a strong enough catalyst to drain the sorrow. He put down the sketchbook and curled up in his bed. Not a single muscle could be moved. "What have I done... I'm trash, worthless and disposable... disposable... " Thoughts of being "disposed" had circlated though his mind as the weather began to rain.
I knew you could get the kanto starters from that bit the Kalos ones as well... I'm looking into this. That ability is kinda broken to. Not gonna lie. Oh, if you ever find a hidden ability eevee.... hook me up.
I'll get back to you on this. I just restarted my game after beating it last night. So basically I have ziltch. My question to you is how you came up with this little Froakie and its hidden ability.
Alex had awoken from the sound of water flowing. Completely forgetting that Estelle had stayed the night, Alex moved out of bed and began to change. The day looked like it would be a bit cold so wearing a shirt and skirt was out of the question. Alex grabbed a pair of sweat pants and put them on. Alex was now topless as HE moved to the kitchen to start cooking breakfast for HIMself. Alex's mind was still clouded from the events of yesterday. "What happened yesterday. I cant remember a thing. I know I didn't drink anything funny... what was it..."
NO. THE DEVIL FACE. IT RETURNS. GET RID OF IT!!!!!!! //hides in corner//
Eon looked over at Cat with a smile and then a glare at Etrius. So naive and self centered, Eon thought to himself. It was nice to see others join however. It would be important to find the cure of course. It really only mattered though if Steel and the Emperor would come down themselves. It had been over a week since the mission began, couldn't they just move on and grab the potion for the llama and head back up. Only time would tell.
"Well... It would be best for you to stay then." Alex said nervously. This was going to be a very awkward experience. Alex had always slept alone and not together with another person. Very awkward indeed. It couldn't be helped. Alex didn't want to let Estelle go out this late at night. It would be wrong. Alex gave Estelle some clothes to change in. They were a little small being that Alex was so much shorter than Estelle. It didn't help that because of which, Estelle had extra skin showing, which made Alex even more red. Alex swallowed in and changed as after Estelle came out. Finally it was time for bed and Estelle was already lying there. She told Alex goodnight and simply replied, "Good night to you too Estelle... Sleep well." Alex was still awake an hour after Estelle had fallen asleep. It was just nerve wrecking. Soon after though, Estelle turned over and cling herself to Alex. A bright red formed around Alex's face as It happened. "E-Estelle." Alex whispered trying to get her to stop. "Estellllle." No reaction. Ale just decided to let it be. She was warm after all. Moments later, Alex had fallen asleep as well.
"No no. You are my guest. I'll make something simple and quick. It is late after all. I don't want your sisters or Nat to be worried about you If you're phone is dead, you can always use mine to call them." Alex smiled while putting on an apron. Luckily cooking was an easy task. Alex grabbed some ingredients, poured them together, and presto. A wonderful batch of edible chemistry. Alex served the both of them. "This would be my Fried Rice. Rice, beef, pea's and some scramble egg to all go together. Add some say sauce and you get a wonderful meal." Alex took a bite of the meal that was cooked praying Estelle would like it. Alex never couldn't for anyone else before and grew very nervous about it. "I hope its okay." Alex looked over to the clock much later and gasped. "Its getting really late Estelle. Maybe you should head back home now. I'd offer to let you stay here, but I'm afraid there is only one bed. Its a queen so two people could sleep in it... I just... if you wanted to..." Alex was peach red, embarrassed from the thought.
Alex recovered from the tear fest, as the tears were wiped away. Looking up at Estelle, Alex spoke, "I got all the venting out. There is a secret I must keep hidden though. Maybe... I can get the courage to tell you in the future. Its not that I don't trust you... its just a difficult thing. I'm sorry." Alex stood up. "Excuse me, I think I am going to go wash up. When I'm done, I can cook us something to eat." Alex walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. Look at you. You are a mess and probably scared her away. No.... I cant think that way... I need to have some more courage... As my grandfather said, Courage is the magic that turns dreams into reality... But that is what caused all the issues back home as well... I will just play it safe for now. Alex walked out with a cleaned face and smile. "I'll make something for us. Is there anything you;d like in particular?"
Alex sat there listening to as Estelle spoke. Her entire body holding onto Alex. She spoke what was painful to hear. Joy, happiness, and acceptance: things Alex had not known for a long time. The attention grabber was Estelle's father. He was apparently murdered. That must have been what triggered the emotional outburst with the relationship question. Something involving her father must have been a large enough impact to make Estelle have such a phobia of men. But telling the truth, always trying to be kind heated. Those were lies in themselves. Everyone had their secrets and Alex had a big one that not even Estelle, the person who would be Alex's best friend, could never know. "I thank you for your kind words Estelle... But not everything you think about me is true. I lie. Like every human being, I have my secrets. There is plenty of hate I store inside me, only because I know if I release it... I may harm those dear to me. I just want all the anger to go away." Alex began to hold Estelle's, tears running down. Estelle was caring. They shared the same pain, but Estelle was just so much older and mature. Alex hadn't found a way to cope with this yet. There was no one to vent to. No one to help relieve the anger. Estelle had the luxury now with all her new friends. Alex continued to cry onto Estelle, trying to release all the emotions that were held in so tightly.
Alex looked down slightly at the thought of being romanced with. There wasn't that great of a memory for it. Everyoned despised Alex for certain things. No one wanting to around at all when Alex was involved. Just the freak of the school. "I had no romance with boys or girls. I was a freak to everyone. No one would want someone like me. They called me ugly, trash, confused, ******ed, etc. I soon began to believe them." Alex began to curl in a ball trying to avoid the thoughts of endless ridicule. "They didn't accept me because I was different. I wanted to show them I wasn't afraid to speak my mind. It all screwed me over in the end." Alex looked over at Estelle slowly trying to find some glimmer of happiness. The question gave them both hurtful memories. "Maybe it was a bad idea after all to bring that question up. I'm sorry."
Its still quite possible there are two methods. The one I listed above, and your colour coordinated one.
