30 Chapter 30

I stayed at the park for a good hour or so, and brought out Chansey to check Poliwrath over and Beedrill so they could have a little brief spar to help him get used to his body.

He was a bit awkward at first, but got used to the changes and regained his balance quickly. Despite being a lot stockier now, his speed was massively improved and his strength was something else.

What was most surprising, to both me and Beedrill, was when mid-way through the battle, Poliwrath's pitch black eyes, bled with icy blue power and Beedrill found himself clutched in the grasp of psychic power and dragged from the sky.

Poliwrath had learned Psychic upon evolving, which was fucking beast as far as I were concerned.

And so, an hour later, I made my way to the Pokemon Centre to get my pokemon checked up quickly before I headed out to get my second gym badge.

The more I accomplished in a short time, the more impressive my profile as a league trainer would be. With a second badge, within three weeks of starting my journey, there was a real good chance Nurse Joy would be able to increase my carry limit.

She had already told me back in Pewter, that my profile had eyes on it with how quickly I was catching and training pokemon. The more impressive a trainer, the more funding their sponsors got, and the more leeway and permissions the sponsored trainer would get.

The automatic doors of the pokemon centre slid open as I reached them, and you entered into the large, futuristic and pristine health centre lobby.

There was quite a few people lounging around the couches and sitting area, talking, watching television or just in general sitting with their pokemon.

I made my way up to the main desk and stopped midway when I saw someone at the desk already. Or rather, bent over it, arms placed on the counter.

It was an older girl, decently tall by the looks of it, though my eyes settled on a different feature to her. Mainly, her big ol round ass.

Like seriously, you could bounce a coin off of that and hit the damn roof. Clad in nothing but a pair of denim short shorts, just like Misty had been, this girls arse was left in clear view.

Like shit man, that was an ass on level with the cheeks that stretched out Jessie's tiny little white skirt back in Viridian City. A few times, I'd actually regretted having taken her, James and Meowth out. Having them follow Ash would be annoying enough, or god forbid me, but Jessie was fucking stacked as all hell. No joke, I'd have hit that like the fist of an angry god, so even if I knew objectively, saving myself from the future annoyance of the three was of the good, my dick still regretted it.

Jessie was just that fuckable. She broke the ten out of ten on the boner scale. And if this chicks pawg ass is anything to go by, so does she.

Shaking my head, I continued on my way to the counter. The Nurse Joy sitting at the desk looked up at smiled at me over it as I grabbed one of the trays with six pokeball slots on it stacked to the side and started putting mine in it. "Hi, welcome to the Cerulean City Pokemon Centre," the pink haired beauty chirped, "Here for a check up?" she asked, eyeing the tray.

"Yeah, I just want them to be in good condition for later when I see about getting a gym battle at the Cerulean Gym." I replied, smiling back at her.

"Okay then, if you want to take a seat, it should take just a little while." Nurse Joy told me, before calling a Chansey over and having the pink healer pokemon take the tray with my pokeballs off behind closed doors.

Nurse Joy turned back to her computer after that, and I was about to go find a seat and play a bit on my phone, when a voice to my left spoke up, "Hey, you're that kid from earlier, that beat that annoying Cross guy and made off with his Charmander."

"It's my Charmander now." I automatically corrected them, turning to face them. My eyes widened lightly when I caught sight of who it was. I already knew it was the girl who's ass I was eye-fucking a minute ago, but I hadn't seen her face. Now I had.

Pretty, with fluffy deep brown hair pulled up into a high ponytail, with a white and pink cap over her head. A white tank top stretched sinfully across large, round breasts, full hips squeezed tightly into those booty shorts, thick creamy thighs and a pair of black and pink boots going halfway up her dianty legs.

Fucking hell, it's fucking Hilda...or White.

"What's wrong?" she raised an eyebrow at my reaction.

"Nothing," I forced myself to act natural and smirked at her, "And yeah, that's me, you were watching then?"

"Yeah, that little turd of an asshole beat me in a battle earlier, and he got on my nerves real bad when he kept gloating about it," the beautiful girl replied, "You beating him so easily and making off with that Charmander made my day, it was so satisfying seeing him stomping about in a little tantrum after you called him a scrub and walked off."

"He was a scrub," I shrugged back at her, my smirk stretching bigger, "And once he let Charmander go, he wasn't worth my time paying attention to." hell, that was all he was worth in the canon movie as well, being the plot point that got Ash his charmander, after that, his existence was useless.

A small smile played across her face at my words, "You've got an interesting attitude..I wonder where all that confidence comes from?" she mused.

That was easy. Security. My confidence stems from my meta knowledge that hasn't led me wrong yet. No doubt some of it will be useless, but, establishing a base safety net for myself, I've already confirmed that was well within possibility. Though, I suppose how strong I am personally right now helps as well.

I'm already far stronger right now, than I was in my adult body before I ended up here. Anime physics and dragon ball z training, I have no idea how it works, just that it does. Chansey really is a god send, I should do something nice for her, she's not the strongest of my pokemon, but she's the real ace.

"Experience." I settled on replying.

She chuckled, "Experience?" she raised a doubtful eyebrow at me, "I was expecting training from some high class trainer from a young age or something, or you being a prodigy. Experience, with how young you are, that's the last answer I was expecting."

Honestly, as hot as she is, this is a really odd conversation, and something really odd to fixate on.

"Why so curious?" I asked in interest.

"You don't see a lot of kids your age already as licensed trainers, never mind ones able to beat someone like that Cross guy, asshole or not, he's a strong and skilled trainer," she replied. She reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out a small white card, handing it to me, "I'm always on the lookout for interesting talent, and you stand out quite a bit.

'Hilda White - White Studios' - The card read. Huh, it was a buisness card, and for a television studio.

So, was she something like her manga counterpart then? It still didn't explain why she was in Kanto though.

I raised an eyebrow at her, "If you wanted to exchange numbers, all you had to do was ask." I said.

Hilda laughed, "And there's that confidence again," she reached over to poke my cheek teasingly and wiggled her eyebrows at me, "You wouldn't expect a kid your age to hit on an older girl so easily, even if they did work up the courage, they'd most likely stammer and stutter in embarrassment all the way through it."

Most kids my current physical age are just realising why they like girls, and are virgins. Not all of them, but most of them.

"So what, you trying to recruit me miss producer?" I asked, not bothered by the teasing.

Hilda pouted a bit when I didn't react, she was no doubt trying to see if I'd get abashed at being teased like a little kid, but that was all part of the chase for going after older women, "Not exactly, but not wrong either I guess," she shrugged, and it did delightful things to her chest, "I just started my own side of things, I've been an actress since I was a child, and I want to direct my own movie. Right now, i'm just travelling and looking for inspiration."

"And I inspired you?" I asked again.

Hilda lifted her hand and waved it from side to side, as if to say 'so-so', "Kinda. Watching you beat Cross gave me a bit of an idea for a series of a main character and a rival," she admitted, "But there's also the fact Cross has a bunch of badges himself and is a shoe in to get into the Indigo League, the fact you beat him so easily, tells me you'll most likely get there as well. Kid prodigies like you always get a lot of attention, so I figured getting to know you in advance will probably give me the chance to cover your story when the time comes."

My second eyebrow joined the first as I stared at her. Hilda sighed, rubbing the back of her head, "Come on, it's not like your eyes weren't glued to my ass a few minutes ago kid," she used as an excuse for her own plans of using me, "You just stopped half way over when you got a look at me from behind, I saw you in the corner of my eye."

"Fair enough." I huffed out a chuckle and shook my head in amusement. It's not like we're friends or anything, we just met, so what if her first thought was what she could get out of using me? My first thought on seeing her was along the lines of how much I'd enjoy bending her over.

She smirked at my answer before cocking her head towards an empty couch off in the corner of the lobby, "We've got a bit of time until our pokemon will be ready to go," Hilda said, "Feel like talking to me a bit more?"

I shrugged, "Sure, lead the way." I said, waving towards the couch.

"Not even gonna hide it are you?" she huffed with a roll of her eyes, but I could tell she was amused.

"No point if you already know." I smirked back.

She grabbed my arm and pulled me along behind her, "Come on you little flirt."