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[January 27] [Pokemon] Invasion of Privacy
Title: Invasion of Privacy
Day/Theme: January 27/the private wound is deepest
Series: Pokemon
Character/Pairing: Sabrina/Koga
Rating: G
Notes: Anime-based with slight game reference.
Warning: May/December, Pokemon characters being taken seriously.
Word Count: 469
“I’m the gym leader here, not my father,” I tell him when I open the door. He’s taller than I remembered. It should be the opposite, since I’m the one who has grown to adulthood in the meantime.
“I’m not here on gym business,” Koga replies evenly, steepling his fingers in front of him.
“I see.” For some reason I don’t want to let walk down the hallway. I expect him to push past me, an upstart young woman, but those don’t seem to be the thoughts in his head.
“Is there a problem?” he asks. “Have I offended you somehow?”
“How could you? I haven’t seen you in so many years, since the last time you visited. And I didn’t know what you wanted then, either.”
He sighs, and it emphasizes the lines in his face. “Can’t you read minds?”
“Only sometimes, and not perfectly,” I admit. “Not that I was trying to read yours.” The last part is a lie, and I can tell he knows that from the look of skepticism on his face. But he doesn’t seem angry, either. Everyone calls him a secretive person, even moreso than me, but if my invasion of privacy bothers him he doesn’t indicate it.
“My father was once of your father’s teachers. And I’m hoping your father knows where he is.”
“I thought your father was dead?” I wonder if I’ve gone too far when I say that; my social skills are not the best.
But Koga doesn’t seem to care. “I don’t actually know.”
That’s when I see it, a man walking out a doorway into the rain, a little girl crying and trying to chase after him, a hand holding her back. All I can figure out for certain is that it’s his father who is walking away. And that must be his hand keeping his sister Aya from running out into the storm. But I can feel the pain and the sense of betrayal, too.
Part of me wants to ask him everything, but I don’t know him, after all.
“My father is in his office,” I say finally, trying not to indicate that I know any of his secrets, that anything I saw touched me.
“Very well.”
As he walks past me, I call after him. “Are you still in Fuchsia City these days?” I had heard he had left the Elite Four, and now I suspect I know part of why.
“Usually,” he says over his shoulder.
I go back into the gym, bring out the new Xatu for training. My father is the one who travels; I usually stay here with my mother even now that I can control my powers and myself. But Fuchsia City isn’t as far away as the Indigo Plateau. Maybe I can make some excuse to go.
A.N. Sabrina doesn’t have a Xatu in any canon that I know of. But she could, theoretically.
Day/Theme: January 27/the private wound is deepest
Series: Pokemon
Character/Pairing: Sabrina/Koga
Rating: G
Notes: Anime-based with slight game reference.
Warning: May/December, Pokemon characters being taken seriously.
Word Count: 469
“I’m the gym leader here, not my father,” I tell him when I open the door. He’s taller than I remembered. It should be the opposite, since I’m the one who has grown to adulthood in the meantime.
“I’m not here on gym business,” Koga replies evenly, steepling his fingers in front of him.
“I see.” For some reason I don’t want to let walk down the hallway. I expect him to push past me, an upstart young woman, but those don’t seem to be the thoughts in his head.
“Is there a problem?” he asks. “Have I offended you somehow?”
“How could you? I haven’t seen you in so many years, since the last time you visited. And I didn’t know what you wanted then, either.”
He sighs, and it emphasizes the lines in his face. “Can’t you read minds?”
“Only sometimes, and not perfectly,” I admit. “Not that I was trying to read yours.” The last part is a lie, and I can tell he knows that from the look of skepticism on his face. But he doesn’t seem angry, either. Everyone calls him a secretive person, even moreso than me, but if my invasion of privacy bothers him he doesn’t indicate it.
“My father was once of your father’s teachers. And I’m hoping your father knows where he is.”
“I thought your father was dead?” I wonder if I’ve gone too far when I say that; my social skills are not the best.
But Koga doesn’t seem to care. “I don’t actually know.”
That’s when I see it, a man walking out a doorway into the rain, a little girl crying and trying to chase after him, a hand holding her back. All I can figure out for certain is that it’s his father who is walking away. And that must be his hand keeping his sister Aya from running out into the storm. But I can feel the pain and the sense of betrayal, too.
Part of me wants to ask him everything, but I don’t know him, after all.
“My father is in his office,” I say finally, trying not to indicate that I know any of his secrets, that anything I saw touched me.
“Very well.”
As he walks past me, I call after him. “Are you still in Fuchsia City these days?” I had heard he had left the Elite Four, and now I suspect I know part of why.
“Usually,” he says over his shoulder.
I go back into the gym, bring out the new Xatu for training. My father is the one who travels; I usually stay here with my mother even now that I can control my powers and myself. But Fuchsia City isn’t as far away as the Indigo Plateau. Maybe I can make some excuse to go.
A.N. Sabrina doesn’t have a Xatu in any canon that I know of. But she could, theoretically.