Title: Touko plus N equals Red?

Summary: It's been a few years since Touko foiled Team Plasma's plans. She finally becomes the Champion of Unova; even though she isn't over N why does she keep thinking about a new guy named Red?

Rating: T

~STORY START~

Touko slowly opened her eyes as her mother called her name from the kitchen. She sat up slowly and stared out her window, then to her calendar; her eyes widened and jumped out of her bed.

"That's right," she said to herself, "I became the Champion last night!" She skipped down the stairs, and then tripped on the last step. Her face flopped on the hard wooden floor.

"You're such a klutz—for the Champion of the Unova region," a familiar voice chuckled. She twitched as she heard it, "N…?" Touko thought to herself. A hand slid over her hand and helped her up.

Her anticipation built up as she dramatically looked up to see the face. Touko's face fell when it was her father.

"Oh…It's you, Dad." Touko said half-heartedly. "Wait, Dad?" she said, but filled with excitement. "When did you get back?" she asked as she hugged him.

"Just last night, when you passed out, but I won't be here for long. I have to get back to Kanto," he sighed as he walked back to the table.

"That explains why I'm still wearing my clothes!" Touko thought as she stared at her usual outfit—a plain white T-shirt under a thin, black vest and denim shorts.

"Honey, you know your father's a reporter, whether you like it or not, he needs to do his job," her mother informed her as she poured coffee into her father's mug.

Touko sighed, "Well, can't you at least listen to my stories of becoming the Champion?"

"Well, you did leave off on Volcarona, when you I was carrying you to your room," her father said as he stroked his unshaven chin.

Her mother quietly giggled.

Touko blushed, "W-What do you mean?"

"Well, you said something like, 'Damn you, Volcarona! Stop knocking out my Braviary!' and punched me really hard in the face!" Touko's father informed.

The story made Touko blush even more, "I-I did not!"

"Did too!" her father said back, smirking.

Touko stomped her foot on the floor, "Prove it!"

Her mother cleared her throat, "Alright you two, that's enough arguing for now! Besides, both of you have a lot of things to do today. Starting with you, Touko, the Pokémon League is expecting at least three trainers today so you better hurry! And Honey, don't you have a special report about the famous Pokémon Master, Red?"

"Ok, ok," Touko and her father said in unison.

Luckily, Touko beat the three trainers who challenged without breaking a sweat, but she didn't focus on the trainers—she focused on something else, and that was Red. She really had no idea who that was, so she asked a person who knew anything and mostly everything about Pokémon—one of her closest and childhood friend, Cheren. Of course, it wasn't hard finding him, she instinctively thought that he was training his Pokémon in Victory Road—and she was right.

"You don't know who Red is? And you call yourself a Champion!" Cheren scoffed.

Touko blushed in embarrassment, crossed her arms over her chest, and stomped her foot. "Well, I'm sorry if I'm not as smart as you, Dill hole," she playfully punched his arm which rewarded her with a cold and sarcastic 'ouch' from Cheren.

Touko giggled, "You're such an ass!"

He only shrugged.

An awkward silence appeared; Touko looked back and forth the dark cave and breathed in to speak, "So about Red…"

Cheren crossed his legs and folded his hands and set them on his lap. "Red, a famous Pokémon trainer in Kanto well, probably the most famous trainers in this world. It's said that he disbanded an organization called, Team Rocket, on his own; he's a lot like you, Touko—except that you didn't stop Team Plasma on your own…You had the help of Gym Leaders…"

"Y-you can leave that part out you know…" Touko said, hiding her anger.

"I know; I just wanted to annoy you." Cheren answered. "Getting back to the story; it's rumored that he trains himself to become the best of the best by himself on Mt. Silver. But, one trainer did beat him…"

Touko's head perked up, "And who's that?"

Cheren shot her a glare, "His name is Hibiki, a trainer from the Johto region."

"That's a really strange name," she commented.

"Well he is from a different region…"He cleared his throat and sat back down on the edge of the big boulder, "But I read in some gossip magazines that Red comes home on Christmas and for his Mother's birthday."

"Well isn't he a nice kid." Touko commented.

"He's around our age, Touko." Cheren added. Touko didn't say anything.

"So, why are you suddenly interested in Red?" Cheren asked. He adjusted his glasses, stood up, and dusted the dust off of his clothes. Touko shrugged, "My dad was talking about it."

"Oh, I see…I just thought you forgot about him." Cheren said in disgust. Touko cocked an eyebrow as she let out one of her Pokémon, a Krokorok, "'Him' who?"

"That guy with the letter for his name…What was it…M?" Cheren continued coldly.

Touko threw a pebble at his head. "His name's N," she snapped. "C'mon Krokorok, let's get out of here! Use dig!" She whipped her big, fluffy ponytail in Cheren's face as she jumped on Krokorok's back.

As Touko slowly disappeared into the ground Cheren sighed and slumped back down on the boulder. He sighed, "I guess she really isn't over him."

A man shivered as the cold air hit him; he stared at the snowy ground and poked his finger in the snow. He smiled brightly and started to draw something.

Behind him a guy who wore mostly the color red and had a Pikachu on his shoulder stared.

"Oh, Red-kun," the man said quickly focusing to finish his drawing. Red pointed, not saying a word. The man clapped his hands together when he finished his masterpiece. "She's a dear friend of mine, even though this isn't what she actually looks like isn't she beautiful?" he asked Red.

Red leaned closer to get a better view, when he did, he shrugged. "What's her name?" Red asked staring at the man. As he asked, the cold wind hit their faces.

Red's Pikachu shivered; Red stared at it and gave the shivering Pikachu his red cap and smiled gently at it. The man in front of Red held on to his gray and white cap as his long, floppy green ponytail moved along with the wind.

Red asked again, a little more loudly this time, "N, what's her name?"

N smiled and stood up, he stared at the sky. "Her name is Touko," he finally said.

~INSIDE RED'S MIND~

Red stared at N and cocked his head like a bird. "What a strange name/i," he thought, "But then again, N's an even stranger name." He stared back at his Pikachu.

"Pika?" it asked. Red responded with a smile, "I wonder how my mom's doing?"

~AFTER WORD~

Um…would this be called a one-shot or just a story…I don't know, maybe I'll continue it if I feel like it, maybe I won't.

Geck; I really have to continue the Ouran fan fiction…Damn writer's block…! But I'm seriously going to discontinue the Naruto fan fiction. Why? 'Cause it sucks! Eck; the characters are totally OOC and the plot doesn't even make sense…!

But seriously, review if you want more, maybe I'll update if I feel like it! BTW: I'm seriously not good at naming stories—or coming up with summaries…And if you are reviewing please suggest a name for this story!

EDIT: I changed Ethan's name to 'Hibiki' because it might become important later on…Maybe, I haven't worked out the kinks yet…