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antihibikase2 · 11 months

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Revival Herb

Trade with @rivalhughs! First time writing Cheren Ohashi, and I absolutely love his team.. and how he dotes on them. Diane my beloved..

Thank you for trading with me Mait, I hope you like it! :]

The item wasn’t damaged in any way, at least, from Cheren Ohashi’s perspective.

But of course, to the shopkeeper who caught his Liepard red-handed, every little detail was of utmost importance- the Dark Gem she had taken from the table was spotless, gleaming beautifully under the sunlight, but the shopkeeper insisted that she had chipped it with her fangs, even if Cheren was certain there was nothing to fuss about; he didn’t think she could bite down that hard on a gem of all things.

Then the shopkeeper brought up a good point; simply holding onto the gem would drain it of its properties, especially if the Pokemon who had held onto it knew a move that matched its typing.

Though he had no solid evidence that the Dark Gem powered up his Liepard in any way, he did think the shopkeeper had the right to be a little upset.

Unfortunately, Cheren didn’t have the money to pay for the outrageous price of the precious gem, so instead, the shopkeeper sent him to Chargestone Cave to fetch him another one from the dust clouds.

He couldn’t be too angry with Diane, his Liepard- she was just a little naive, convinced that she was sneakier than she actually was. Perhaps it was partly Cheren’s fault for spoiling her, but he couldn’t help it.

It was also partially his fault for being too caught up in his thoughts to notice what she was doing- she wasn’t particularly known for being the sneakiest of Liepards after all.

But he doesn’t need to dwell on what has happened; all he can do now is busy himself and find a replacement for the gem before he goes on his way.

Diane kept her head lowered the entire time as they trekked inside the cave, passing through shimmering rocks of glowing blue. Cheren couldn’t help but feel bad for her, the light of the cave only illuminated her dejected features.

Purposely, he leaves a part of his bag open, the head of a Revival Herb poking out and swaying with each of his movements.

Naturally, this catches Diane’s attention, bringing her out of her stupor.

For a minute, she wonders if she should try, given that she had just failed her earlier mission..

But to Cheren’s delight, she bites and slightly pulls it out of his bag.

He pretends to not notice, stifling a small laugh as she purrs contently, her trots becoming more chipper as they walk deeper into the cave.

“You know, Diane,” He says, still not glancing at her so she gets to hold onto her treasure a little longer. “Maybe it’s not you being bad at sneaking. Maybe the shopkeeper just had too good of a hearing, like Bianca.”

Her ears perk up.

“It’s been awhile since we saw her, right? You want to see her again, Diane?”

Her tail swishes faster, on account of her being unable to do more than a muffled meow.

“Me too.”

Cheren stops in his tracks as he settles into a nice enough spot, one where dust clouds are sure to appear if he waits long enough.

He lets the rest of his team out to play as he sits on a smooth surface, while Diane finally shows off what she's stolen from him.

"Oh, now how did you take that from me?"

A magician never reveals her secrets, Diane's proud face says all too smugly.

Cheren chuckles, taking back the Revival Herb from her mouth. She looks relieved to be free of its bitter taste.

"Aren't you sneaky! See, you're not so bad after all!"

Diane does a pleased meow and settles right next to her trainer with little kneads of her paws, finally in lighter spirits, the previous incident gone from her head.

"You know," though Diane is listening, it seems as if he's musing thoughts to himself. "I should have traded this herb for the gem. You buy it for around the same price, if not higher."

Diane cocks her head in confusion.

"It's a Revival Herb. It's a really good item. Expensive though," He gently spins it between his finger and his thumb. "Bianca had lots to share. She gave some to me and some to Hilda."

At the mere mention of her name, his gaze seemed to soften.

Diane noticed his change in moods immediately.

"Sorry. We lost against her again, didn't we? We'll do better next time."

He says that, but there's a part of him that wonders if it's true at all.

"Who knows? Maybe that Revival Herb will come in handy."

There's a small smile of amusement in his face when Diane looks displeased at the thought of having that bitter thing in her mouth once more.

Cheren wonders if he's willing to see such a face again if he does end up using the Revival Herb in battle; the thought is enticing, but he pushes it back.

He wouldn't need to waste a turn and rely on items that his Pokemon will hate; he just needs to work harder, just like his other friend, Bianca.

Work harder, work smarter, work better.

If he does that, he wouldn't have to lose against Hilda all the time.

If he does that, he wouldn't be frustrated with doing something he enjoys.

He knows so.

Doesn’t he?

From the corner of his eye, he spots several dust clouds start to appear.

He watched as Lucian and Nerida- his Serperior and Simipour respectively, raced each other to the clouds before Cheren could command them. Lucian manages to dig out a Drilbur from hiding, while Nerida's attack causes small gems to pop out of a hole- none of which are black.

He thanks them for their hard work, and Nerida flashes him a dazzling smile in return. Lucian continues to stay on guard.

Cheren finds himself resting his hands on his palms as he watches his beloved Pokemon scurry about; Colm was preening his feathers on a dark corner of the cave, while Bijou and Axel looked around curiously, intrigued by the floating stones.

He calls the other two over to sit next to him, giving them loving rubs and pats.

“Sorry, you guys give it your all for me, and yet here I am,” He laughs a little bitterly. “Letting you down.”

All three of them make displeased cries, as if they were trying to comfort him.

He can’t pretend to understand Pokemon like that guy does, but he knows his team, and they know him in return.

He appreciates the gesture.

“It’s fine. You don’t have to help me feel better.” He reassures them with a small smile. “Really. Just keep doing your best, and I’ll do the same.”

After all, it’s all he could do right now.

He pushes down on the bubbling insecurity that he feels in his throat.

But, he feels tears prickle on the corner of his eyes, and his bottom lip quivering at the thought of his most recent loss.

The sound of burrowing is heard from afar, and this time, Colm joins in as Lucian and Nerida pound on what seemed to be another Drilbur.

To their surprise, multiple black gems spew out from the hole.

Quickly, he tries to rub his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket while Diane, Bijou, and Axel are too occupied celebrating with the other three over their prize.

He’s not going to let this loss get to him- how could he call himself a trainer otherwise, to let something like that crush his self-esteem?

His Pokemon, working together even without the need for his commands, was proof he was doing well.

Wasn’t it?

Nerida gathers handfuls of the gems gleefully, as if she was holding the rainbow in her palms. Lucian and Colm only take the black ones back to their trainer, while Diane peers over the rest in interest.

“We got more than what we asked for,” Cheren says, taking one of the Dark Gems in his fingers and inspecting it. “You think we could sell some to that guy?”

Axel picks up the Revival Herb that he had been inspecting earlier.

“..oh, you want me to give some to Bianca and Hilda?”

The suggestion makes the other Pokemon perk up in agreement. They make several noises that he can only assume was them talking over one another about his closest friends, happy at the thought of finding them gifts despite their previous battles.

In a way, Cheren felt slightly envious over how carefree they were.

Even though they lost, even if Cheren wasn’t strong enough..

His Pokemon could smile freely right now as if nothing’s weighing them down.

Cheren could only imagine how that felt.

Still, that small smile never leaves his lips, even as the slight feeling of guilt and jealousy lingers in his chest.

He takes a few of the other colored gems into his hands, internally monologuing the teams of his friends so they could make use of the items. Diane in particular picks up a small Water Gem in her mouth, placing it right next to his hand.

He thinks of Hilda and her starter Otto.

Then he thinks of Bianca and her starter Blaise.

The feeling of nostalgia makes him feel warmer- better about his current situation.

He takes a fistful of Dark Gems into his pockets, whistling for his team to follow him outside- he doesn’t realize how dark it’s gotten outside. He supposed he could continue training tomorrow instead.

Adjusting his bag, he pushes away the feeling of having wasted his time in Chargestone Cave instead of bettering himself and his skills.

Deep down, he knows that isn’t true.

After all, with the little gifts in his possession, he felt more eager than ever to see his friends once more, to meet up with them as if they were younger children again, showing each other the treasures they’ve picked from their hometown.

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