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[Four Pokemon are playing around outside one of the houses in the Residential District. An oddly colored Smeargle is currently cheekily dotting the face of a Magnemite, while an Axew chortles nearby. A Metapod, meanwhile, has already been fully painted and seems to be quite proud of its new designs.

Meanwhile, a teenage boy with white hair watches them on the steps of his residence. A notebook is open, but he hasn't written anything in a while. Watching these Pokemon, he thinks back to how they joined him. He appreciates their companionship, but at the same time he's begun to realize something. In pretty much each case he can think of, it had been Takuro who had helped initiate the bond, not Hiroshi. Somehow, there was always a gap there, and Takuro seemed to be the one who always had to pull the two sides together. Even when he bonded with Hiroshi himself...

He's beginning to realize a fatal flaw. He doesn't really GET Pokemon, somehow.]

[VOICE ONLY]

[Yes, there's a video option now, but Hiroshi is too embarrassed by his request to use it.]

Excuse me, if I could have a moment of somebody's time? I am currently looking for someone with a great deal of experience in understanding Pokemon. I... am looking for someone to help me be a better trainer. If someone out there is willing to help out someone like me, could you let me know? ...I am sorry, I would rather not give my name before I get an offer for help. This is... not an easy thing for me to have to ask.

Thank you, and... sorry for any trouble.

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Uh, yeah I guess I might be able to help. I mean, I don't know if I could teach you anything, but I can kind of understand how pokemon are feeling, so I could help you with that.

That would be a start, I think. I just... I cannot seem to get the hang of it. If I didn't have Takuro with me, I don't think I'd have any other Pokemon right now.

Sure, I got nothin' to do right now. Where are you?

The residential district. You will probably see us quite easily. The Smeargle in the group is... distinctive.

[Sooner or later, another teenager does come by, looking left and right for a weird Smeargle. He looks like some kind of punk, but any intimidation is lessened by the cutsey Espurr backpack he's wearing - though upon closer inspection, it's actually a live pokemon, holding tightly onto his back.]

[He does finally see the Smeargle, but before he can comment on its color, he see the other painted pokemon and grins.]

Ffffhahahahaha oh, man, that's great.

Guertena does seem inordinately inclined towards painting on other people, yes. You must be the one who offered to come and help?

[We're not sure how tuned in you are to your schoolmates, or your rumors, but if you are, something about a white-haired boy with a scarf might remind you of something.]

[Picking up on the amusement from the pokemon, Kuwabara starts picking up the Metapod to admire the paint job. He also glances over at the trainer, and something seems familiar from a big hubbub a few years back but the details escape him.]

Yeah, I'm Kazuma Kuwabara. Haven't I seen you around school or something?

[Crap. Well, maybe he's one of those ones who doesn't keep abreast of rumors?]

Perhaps. We might have seen each other in passing.

[...If he gave his name, would he know?]

[Kuwabara seems to think about it... for about one second, which is pretty good for him]

Yeah, probably. So, what do you need help with? These guys seem pretty happy right now. Or are you trying to get stronger?

[Okay, phew, topic dropped. For now, anyway.]

If they are happy, it is mostly due to his actions, not mine.

[He indicates Takuro, the Axew. Takuro blinks as he suddenly realizes someone is paying attention to him, and looks around awkwardly, as if trying to make sure he's the one being looked at.]

I... cannot explain it. He seems to have a natural knack for making friends with other Pokemon. It's really the only reason I can think of the others joined.

[Kuwabara looks serious again, and sets the metapod back down. He looks intently at the pokemon for a few seconds, trying to get a feel for them.]

Hmm. Yeah, they definitely like him better than you.

[...tact is not something Kuwabara often employs.]

But it's not like they don't like you or anything. And I think this guy really cares about you, and wants everyone to get along. That's the feeling I'm getting from them.

[Man, harsh bro.]

...I see.

...That. I do not understand that. How can he care about me? I am not sure what I have done to earn that sort of trust.

[An unhelpful head-scratch]

I dunno, I can't really talk to pokemon, just get a sense of how they feel...

[He flounders for a name, then realizes he missed something in the conversation]

...you know, it's pretty rude to not tell your name to someone that's already introduced himself to you.

[Right. Names. ...]

...I am... Hiroshi Yamane.

[Please, please, please let him not have heard that name before.]

Alright, Hiroshi. Don't worry, sometimes it just takes a while to warm up. Like me and Eikichi!

[He points his thumb to the pokemon attached to his back, which has been watching over his shoulder the whole time.]

He was kind of scared of me at first, and we didn't even really bond the way most trainers do until a while after I met him. But he's really opened up a lot since then!

[The Espurr continues to stare silently. Its expression could be anything from boredom to paralyzed with fear.]

[It takes every ounce of willpower Hiroshi has not to sigh in relief.]

Is that so? I suppose everybody has a different experience with their first Pokemon, huh?

[Takuro wanders up to the pair, staring up at the Pokemon on Kazuma's back.]

Yeah, just like making other friends, you never know how you'll find one.

[He notices Hiroshi's interest, and pulls Eikichi off of his back to hold him up.]

Say hi, Eikichi.

[Staring.]

...he's still kind of nervous around new people.

Eikichi, huh? Hello.

[Takuro stares at the Espurr. And then suddenly pulls an absolutely ridiculous looking face. Eyes pulled up, tongue sticking out, blaaaaargh.]

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[Kuwabara cracks up again at the Axew's antics. Eikichi, other than being jostled by Kuwabara's laughter, doesn't react.]

Haha, heh, I think Eikichi's starting to like him.

...You don't say.

[M-maybe it's some sort of a thing you can only pick up with empathy? Takuro looks equally confused.]

Yeah!

[...after a moment, the Espurr starts to wiggle in Kuwabara's hands]

...but I think he's getting nervous with everyone looking at him, hahaha.

[and back to behind his shoulder it goes]

[How can he tell?]

So have you always been able to, ah, read Pokemon emotions?

Uh, yeah, as long as I can remember. It's just like a sixth sense I've got, I guess. I can also tell when there's ghost pokemon nearby, but I'm not sure if it's the same thing. That's more of a creepy tickle-feeling up my back.

[Ugh, Ghost Pokemon. Those things always gave Hiroshi the heebities. Like they shouldn't exist scientifically or something.]

I guess that must be a pretty useful ability for training Pokemon.

[Kuwabara notices Hiroshi's reaction to the mention of ghosts and silently approves. They quite literally give him the creeps, after all]

I guess... I'd rather fight for myself, though. I'm trying to teach Eikichi to fight so he can take care of himself, but I don't know how to get him to.

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