Wyndon

On a dimly lit street, two people were walking casually as the Wyndon Stadium behind them were creating noise. The sounds of music and shouts could be heard from all over the city, people simply didn't travel at times like these, where there was a big match between the champion and a challenger.

But with these two, they seemed to be walking away from the stadium. Both of them didn't say anything to each other, it was just a quiet walk, with no one to interrupt. These two are of course Vincent and Nessa.

As they went farther and farther from the stadium, the walk was beginning to become a bit awkward, so Vincent decided to break the ice.

"I heard about your match," he said calmly. "You alright?"

Nessa could only smile at the thought of her previous match. "I'll manage."

"I also heard about your conversation with Chairman Rose." Vincent commented as if it was but a mere footnote.

Nessa's eyebrow twitched as she heard it. "Sonia told you that?"

Vincent chuckled. "Who else would it be?"

"That loudmouth…" Nessa cursed silently as she clenched her hand. Before she could say anything again, a strong wind suddenly blew through the two individuals, and it made Nessa's beret fly away.

"Ah!" Nessa tried to catch her beret, but Vincent caught it first with his long hand, before putting it back on top of Nessa's head.

"Is that new?" Vincent asked casually, seemingly not noticing the faint blush on Nessa's cheeks. "Never seen that one before…"

"I'm a model Vee, I have a lot of clothes…" she murmured quietly.

"Of course." Vincent just laughed at her words, and before they knew it, they arrived at their destination, a cafe by the end of the street.

It was the Wyndon Battle cafe, but there doesn't seem to be any customers right now. Both of them entered the cafe as the doorbell rang on top of them, making the owner of the cafe notice their arrival.

"Ah! You two." A middle aged man behind the counter suddenly exclaimed with a smile. He's wiping off the mug that he just washed and placing it in the drawer. "I understand if young Vee doesn't watch the match, but the water type Gym Leader?"

"Rough day master." Nessa smiled tiredly as the two of them took a seat by the window. The Cafe master walked towards them with a pen and paper and stood beside their table.

"So, what'll it be?" he said with his usual smile.

"The usual please," said Nessa casually.

"Same, and a cup of tea, no sugar." Vincent added.

"Two cheesecakes and a cup of tea. Coming right up." nodded the cafe master, and he walked away from the table.

"When will you be leaving again?" asked Nessa suddenly, looking away to the window beside her.

"That's the question you want to ask?" Vincent chuckled at the question, but she didn't seem to be joking, so he could only sigh. "Next week. I'm coming to the Crown Tundra. There are sightings of the Swords of Justice Pokemons."

"You're not coming home to Hulbury then?" Nessa asked again.

"Do you want me to visit the gym?" Vincent asked back. "If you want to, I'll go."

Nessa finally turned towards Vincent, her head supported by her hand, before sighing deeply.

"What?" Vincent said in confusion.

"And what will you do there?" she asked as she took out her rotom phone, checking if there's any notification.

Before Vincent could answer, the Cafe master quickly came up to them and gave their orders.

"Thank you Master." said Vincent.

"Enjoy." the master smiled, before walking away again.

Vincent turned towards Nessa, who was already cutting off her cheesecake. "I could battle you."

As she heard that, she suddenly stopped cutting off her cake, staring at Vincent with confusion.

"For what? So you can humiliate me?" she said in dissatisfaction.

"What? No!" Vincent denied. "Nessa, are you sure you're okay? You seem awfully hostile today."

"What do you think?" Nessa grumbled, before putting a spoonful of cheesecake to her mouth.

Vincent could only sighed at her behaviour. "Look, you want me to come or not? I can teach you some things, strategies, lineups, whatever you want. You can't be like this Nessa."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Nessa said defensively.

"You're a bit down because you've been losing your matches, and Chairman Rose said that you should quit being a model." Vincent said straightforwardly, making Nessa's expression falter. "If I were you I would be pissed too."

"Right?!" Nessa suddenly raised her voice a bit. "Who does he think he is?! I can do whatever I want without his permission!"

"Exactly." Vincent could only smile as Nessa continued her rant in front of her. It goes on for minutes, Nessa cursing the chairman over and over again until she's done with it.

With that out of her chest, she finally sighed deeply, and looked at Vincent in embarrassment. "Sorry…"

"It's alright, you can talk to me whenever you want." said Vincent, a warm smile on his face.

Nessa blushed lightly for a second as she saw Vincent's smile, but quickly contained herself. "What will you teach me then?"

"How about this… Wait, what pokemon do you have?"

"Oh, wait." she said, opening her rotom phone to show a photo of her with all of her pokemon together. In the photo, there are: Seaking, Barraskewda, Pelipper, Golisopod, Quagsire, Toxapex, and Drednaw.

"Pretty good lineup you have here." Vincent complimented. "Alright, send me the photo, I'll think of something. I'll bring you the TMs and TRs as well if needed."

"What?" Nessa said absentmindedly.

"Send me the photo," said Vincent casually, making Nessa hesitant. "Nessa, you're a model, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Y-Yeah… wait…" she stuttered, quickly sending the photo to Vincent.

After sending the photo, the voices in the stadium suddenly loudened, a sign for the match to be over.

"Well… there's my queue I guess." Vincent sighed.

"You're leaving already? Why?" Nessa said in disappointment.

"Well I don't want to face Leon right now… He'll challenge me again if we meet, so…"

"Alright…" Nessa giggled at his words. "You can go, I'll pay."

"No no, I'll transfer you the money…" he said, tapping on his rotom phone. "And there. Alright Nessa, I'll see you tomorrow at your gym yeah?"

Nessa smiled at him. "Okay."

"Take care then." he said, quickly leaving Nessa alone in the place.

The girl could only stare at Vincent's back as he ran away to the nearest Flying taxi, making her sighed.

"Didn't even finish his cheesecake… Am I so boring to talk to?" she said in a self-deprecating manner, looking at the half eaten cheesecake. It was an abnormal thing for Vincent to not finish his cheesecake, so Nessa could only speculate…