Wow this story has only been up for 24 hours and it's got two followers already! Thank you so much, both of you! ;v;

P.S. I want you guys to pick Calem's first pokémon! So I guess just comment with which one you think it should be.

Rating: R

Pairings:Sycamore/Calem if you like squint and turn it upside down or get that Sycamore is like the single person who uses French in every sentence. (Also there will be Serena/Shauna in later chapters).

Chapter: 2

Word Count: 1,666

Let's go!

Calem had narrowly avoided an awkward meeting with his mother as he fled into the bathroom. She had been sitting on the couch watching a documentary on a famous Rhyhorn racer and hadn't bothered to look as he slipped by her. He thanked whatever deity looking out for him and locked the door behind him before she could look up.

"That was too close," he sighed as he slid his pajama pants and boxers down. A rush of cool air made him hiss and shiver and his hands temporarily froze at his hips. What if his mother heard him? The walls weren't as thick as the ones in his old home. He pushed that thought into the back of his mind and slowly let his hands slide further downwards. His breathing hitched and he gently palmed his erection. He wasn't any good at this, and his unskilled hands fumbled around as he tried to figure out what he liked best.

Nothing was as good as that man in his dreams. His thoughts turned back to that dream and the strange man in them. He began to mimic those touches, and upon finding them much more pleasurable than what he had been doing before (and every other time), he continued. His breathing gradually grew more ragged with each stroke and soon he felt as though he couldn't breathe. A name began to form on the tip of his tongue and his lips moved to whisper it, but the sound was caught in his throat and never escaped.

Calem came into his hand, panting for air as he let his head fall forward. His body felt sluggish as he cleaned himself (and the small amount that had gotten onto the floor) up and his eyes shut for a few moments only to open again when he heard a faint knocking on the door. His heart nearly stopped.

"I suppose Calem is still getting ready. He was so tired from the move that last night he went to bed early!" He could hear his mom explain. She sounded slightly flustered and his cheeks burned red. He wished he could die there and never have to walk out.

"That's alright!" He heard someone else reply. Was there always company in the house? He strained to listen to the conversation. "I just wanted to greet you both since we're neighbors now."

Calem bent down and lifted his pants up. His neighbor didn't say anything else, but he heard the distant shut of a door. They'd left.

"Calem! You better shower while you're in there," he heard his mother scold as she walked away. "The girl next door stopped by to meet you and you were in the bathroom masturbating!" He nearly choked. So much for being careful.

He couldn't walk out of there now, even though he had no change of clothes, and wound up doing just as his mother told him to, not that he cared. He felt like he really needed a warm shower after that, something to calm his nerves and warm him up.

"I still can't believe you did that," his mother ranted as she flipped the pancake over. Calem rolled his eyes and rubbed his hair with the towel over his head. Since when had it gotten so long, anyways? He'd have to find some place to cut it later.

"I'm a teenage boy, it happens," he said with a shrug. His mother looked up and sighed. He could tell she'd lost all faith in him at that moment.

"I know healthy boys do that sort of thing, but this is a small house and the walls are thin, Calem. I don't want to hear you every morning taking care of your problems," she explained. The corners of her mouth turned down as she said the word "problems." Calem continued to rub his hair dry, hoping that in the process he was hiding his reddened face.

"Anyways," she continued as she set a pancake on the plate before him. "That was the neighbor's daughter, Serena. She wanted to introduce you to her friends. There was something else too..." His mother paused and tried to remember, leaving the last pancake to burn in the pan. She was much too late to save it; it was burnt to a crisp by the time she scraped it off.

"Well, they can't all be perfect," she chuckled as she tossed it out. "But about that thing, I guess you'll just have to ask Serena about it when you see her later." His mother winked at him. "She's pretty cute, just so you know."

Calem retreated upstairs as quickly as he could. He needed to get out of the pajamas he had thrown back on, and avoid his mother's awkward implications to get a girlfriend.

It didn't take him long to get dressed. Calem had never been picky about what he wore so long as it was weather appropriate. That was probably why he was dressed in his usual blue jacket, black pants, and red boots. It was slightly cool out, but the weather app on his phone told him that it would warm up later, so he made sure to wear a light, white, t-shirt underneath the jacket. He didn't waste much time fixing his hair. It was going to be boring no matter what he did, so he let it hang down straight, only brushing the pieces in the front to the side so he could see. Atop his head, he wore the red hat his father had given him for his last birthday and a pair of sunglasses. He wasn't sure if he really needed them, but they were always a part of this outfit. It didn't feel complete without them.

Once done, he glanced at his things on the table. He was just going to meet with that girl and her friends, so he didn't really need anything, but he grabbed his bag and some money just in case. His phone was also carelessly tossed into it.

"Well, guess I'm all set," he muttered, adjusting his hat as he started down the stairs. His mother caught sight of him as he opened the door and she walked over to him. He flinched, expecting her to try and fix his jacket or hair, but instead she smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Have fun!" She chimed. Calem blinked and offered a smile.

"Alright, I will mom," he snorted as he opened the door. His mother went back to whatever she was doing before and Calem stepped outside to go find Serena.

It didn't take very long.

There were two girls kissing in front of his house, and Calem coughed awkwardly to get their attention. One of them, flustered, began to blush, but the other only smiled sweetly at him.

"Hello! You must be Calem! Welcome to the Kalos region!" The shorter girl, the one not blushing, chirped. Calem smiled back at her.

"Thanks. You must be Serena?" He asked. She shook her head and pointed at the flustered girl beside her.

"This is Serena. I'm Shauna!" She said, rushing forward to grab his hand and pull him along. "Now come on! If we're late the others will get upset." Calem opened his mouth to argue, but figured that there was really no point in doing so. Serena laughed at him for it.

"It must be strange being so far from home, but don't worry, everyone is really nice here," she chattered. Her accent was pretty thick and reminded him of the one from his dreams. So that guy had been from Kalos then…

"It seems like it, but I don't know yet. I really miss Kanto," Calem began. His voice trailed off and he began to think about Red and Green again. Had they written to him yet, or did they forget their promise already?

"That's normal though! It was your home, but now Kalos is. I'm sure you'll warm up to it soon enough," Shauna said as she squeezed his hand. Calem grinned and felt someone swipe at his head.

"Hey, don't go flirting with my girlfriend," Serena teased.

"S-sorry I didn't mean to-" Calem stuttered. Shauna threw her head back and laughed.

"She's just messing with you, relax," she explained. "She does that with everyone. Also, we're here! Now come on! Tierno and Trevor are waiting near the café for us!" The three of them hurried on, eventually finding two tables shoved together and two boys sitting there with a box in front of them.

"Trevor! Tierno! This is Calem, the boy I was telling you about," Shauna shouted. A few people gave the group odd looks, but they quickly turned back to their drinks. Serena looked a little embarrassed and slid into her seat across from Tierno.

"It's nice to meet you," both boys said as Calem took his seat. The ginger kid shoved the box closer to the middle of the table.

"Thank goodness you guys got here, that guy over there was giving the box strange looks. I thought he was going to steal it," he said, laughing nervously. Calem looked over in the direction the boy had glanced; there was no one there. Odd.

"This is what Professor Scyamore gave us. He said he wanted you to pick a pokémon from it," the larger boy said. "We haven't looked inside of it yet, so I'm really excited to see what is in there."

"Calem, why don't you pick first," Serena suggested as she opened the box. Inside of it were three pokéballs, each with a notecard beside it. One said "Fennekin," another "Froakie," and the last one "Chespin." Calem didn't recognize any of the names, but he reached to grab one of the pokéballs anyways. Whatever he picked, they would be his first official pokémon partner. No more borrowing Rhyhorn from his mother.

His heart began to race with excitement and he let the pokémon he'd picked out of its ball.