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"Fuck me!"Guzma woke up in a metal room. The light in the center ceiling messed with his unnaturally blurry vision. The former skull leader leaned against a wall, trying to gain his balance. A thick coat of blood painted the left side of his head. He lurched over, gasping at the searing pain from his abdomen. Guzma looked around once more, but couldn't see where he was. Maybe Lusamine-"Will you remain docile, or should we restrain you again?"The voice rang through the room, doing nothing to accommodate the pain rushing through the young man's head."Yo, what the fuck?""My name is Giovanni."Giovanni walked through the room, attempting to not disturb the younger too much. A concussion? His grunts must be more careful next time. Such a fragile-"Who the fuck are you?"Guzma collapsed to the floor, light dimming around him. His eyes grew weary, sleep consuming his being whole."Guzma?"///\\\Giovanni walked into the room made just for Guzma. A little wardrobe was pushed against a wall, decorated with lavender-colored wall paper. The suited man sat beside the bed where Guzma was residing, careful not to make noise. A lock of hair fell into Guzma's face, and he brushed it behind the boy's ear. The former skull leader was fast asleep, due to wake up by tommorrow morning. A devilish grin appeared on the rocket leader's face, a rare sight to behold.He smashed his face against Guzma's, kissing him with anything but passion. His only intent was malice. Giovanni was out to destroy the child. Whatever lengths he must go."The ride you're in for, boy."
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Guzma rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The pain in his head had subsided, but the fear was still there. Where was he? The skull leader gazed around the room, taking in the details. It looked like that of a young child's room, given the small warbrode and lavender meowth print wallpaper. The young man smirked at the establishment."Bet Nanu'd cream if he saw this shit." "What was that, you say?"He jumped from the unnoticed company, standing behind the bed. He seemed to be in the middle of the room. The visitor walked to his bedside, a smirk on his face. He was a thin man, with sholder length red hair. "God," Guzma thought, "this bitch looks like a goodwill dump bin." The man towered above the bed, eyes in a burning gaze."My name is Maxwell. You shall call me Maxie. You are Guzma, correct?""It's ya boi. Now what might your lovely, womanly self be doing here today?"That statement earned him a cold stare. Maxie circled the bed a few times, eyes still on Guzma."I said, what do you want with me.""Might you need anything? If not I will make my leave. Arceus knows I have better things to do than sit here with you. It is the equivalent to watching paint dry.""Ya boi has more than that in stock for ya, babe!"Guzma winked at the older man, a disgusted look being returned to him."The feeling isn't.... Mutual. As I stated prior, do you need anything or may I leave?""Ye, actually. Where the hell am I?""That I am not in the position to say. My apologies.""GAWD DAMN BITCH! You're fuckin' useless.""Then have a nice stay," Maxie smirked, cracking a huge smile, "you're highness."Max turned around, heading for the door. He looked down, noticing the pink carpet on the floor, and his glasses falling off as well. He bends over to pick them up, when a whistle comes from behind."Nice ass."Obviously offended, he shuffles out if the room. The gangster us out if sight- and hopefully stays out if mind.(((/\)))"Maybe it's an aquired taste, hun."Archie was rewarded a smack in the back of the head. Such a lewd comment."Why don't you go in there, Arthur.""First, it's Archie. Second, Giovanni's little princess is sleeping. So let the little scamp sleep.""What should we?"Archie sighed, taking a hearty swig of beer."The poor kid was kidnapped, got the fuck beat out of him, and now doesn't know where the hell he is. Let the lil' scamp sleep. Only Arceus knows what Giovanni will do to him."Maxie paced around the room, counting the furniture. Two end tables, one large table, four chairs at the big table, and tables at both ends of a love seat. Archie's body was splayed across the love seat, showing no sign of stress. "How are you not upset at all with this?""It's my comeback babe. I got this.""What if it fails?""Then we start again."Archie sat up, walked toward Maxie. He looked up to make eye contact with his husband, pulling him into a kiss."Let's just focus on the kid."
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"This child is interesting, yes."Giovanni looked into the camera, seeing Guzma try to take out the IV. His arms were to limp to achieve any efforts beyond hurting himself."You may take your leave, Cyrus. I've got it from here."Cyrus stood and exited the room without hesitation, the rocket leader following. He entered Guzma's room. Blood was leaking from where the IV was driven into his arm, bruises surrounding the area."You probably shouldn't do that.""I'll do what I fuckin' want."Guzma's voice had a slur to it. He obviously wasn't in the right mind. Giovanni planted a punch across Guzma's left cheek, repeating the process one more. His eye was quickly swollen shut. The younger man was no longer conscious. The force of the punches in his face and recent head trauma were too much for him to handle. Giovanni got up once again, retrieving a first aid kit from the wardrobe and tossing it into the bed."Ghetsis can do this."He gave the kid another look over, running his fingers through Guzma's hair. A kiss was given and he strolled on, walking back to his office."I'm so sorry, baby."€€*€€Cyrus once again sat in the surveillance room, watching the skull leader. He was said to be a rambunctious peice of work, but that had yet to show. Maybe it was the drugs, or possibly the concussion. Even though he would neglect to admit it, Cyrus enjoyed reality T.V.. Watching other people live their lives was for whatever reason fascinating to him. This was similar to his guilty pleasure. The drugs, the beatings, the witty remarks. And when Guzma finally is up and going, then will be the season finale. But as of right now, the kid dies nothing but sleep and cry and try to remove the IV needle."You good, Cy?"Archie entered the room, probably to escape the nagging outside. Maxie was often times very hotheaded. Cyrus considered him okay, as he had been so far. He seemed humble and kind, possessing a fierce will."I am fine, and you?""Just peachy."Guzma was picking at the IV needle again. A piece of gauze covered his left eye from the bruising. "You think he's smarter than we take em' for?""Possibly, yes."He had a theory, but no idea how he could manage such a thing. With Guzma's criminal background, he might have the knowledge of picking a lock. Maybe the IV would serve as a pick. But as of right now and for quite a while, the child should remain lucid in thought.Or so they think.££...££An alarm was going off, which meant time for a meeting. All team leaders were around a table, located just beside Giovanni's office. "You know why I called you here, correct?""Is it the day of you daughter's wedding?"Maxie smacked Archie in the back of the head, who was currently in a fit of laughter. Cyrus cracked a wry grin at his dry joke, while Ghetsis sighed."If you are to make a joke, Arthur, would you please make it an exceptional one?"Lysandre broke the pirate's fit of laughter, clearly replaced with annoyance.""It's Archie," he scoffed."Now, now ladies," Giovanni shuffled around the table, "this is an important meeting. Could you please tell me who left the door open to Guzma's room?""I didn't do it. That kid scares me."All attention was turned toward Archie again."What do you mean he scares you?"A look of concern grew on Archie's face, worrying some if the other leaders."If you can keep an IV in your arm as long as he has, you have some orangaru strength. I don't even think Interpol would fuck with you at that point."Everyone sighed again, Maxie breaking the silence."Archie, what the fuck are you talking about.""I have a legitimate fear of needles, babe. They're like snakes.""Please shut up. Continue as you may, Giovanni."Giovanni made his annoyance clear, then began again."Who left the door open.""It was me.""Snake."Maxie slapped Archie again a whine escaping from his mouth."Lock the door Ghetsis. We've made too much progress to go back now. We need him.""Yes, sir."Giovanni exited the room, followed by Cyrus, Ghetsis, and Lysandre."SNAKE.""You really need to stop saying that."
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Archie rolled out of bed, mouth still tasting like alcohol from last night's escapade. His husband laid in the couch parallel to the bed because Max refused to go to bed with him. The pirate stumbled to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Damn, he was a hot mess. He combed his fingers through dark, overgrown curls. He'd shave another day, knowing that was a lie he has told himself many a time. His teeth were brushed and wetsuit put on, ready for another day. Most people wouldn't expect Archie to be an early bird, but that was to be expected in the sea. The wetsuit was only halfway zipped up, and the bandana was absent today. "Show off my good abs," he chuckled to himself. Maxie typically woke up at 9 with the others, but 6 was more than acceptable with him. He walked down to the surveillance room to check on Guzma, only to find the kid crying. It must be shitty to be moved from one place to another, not knowing who you're with or where you are. It honestly bothered him. Even though he often talked to Max about these issues, he had become more irritable to discuss with recently. He walked back to their room, seeing the magma leader waking up."Why is your wetsuit halfway unzipped?""Why are you half naked?"Max looked down, examining himself. He was in nothing but boxers. The red head walked to the dresser and quickly put on his daily wear, eyeballing Archie in a menacing fashion. He looked cute, he had to say. Even if he was irritating, Max felt good knowing Archie felt good in his body. Dann, it was hot in here too. He walked up to Archie, leaning down to kiss his forehead and leave the room, stopping before the door."What time is it, love?""Uhh-" he paused, snickering, "6:17.""Why are you up so early?""Habit."××××××The pain was almost to much to bear, but the needle was gone. His head was clear, his thoughts sound, and he could move again. Guzma looked at his surroundings, looking for more freaky-ninja-redheads. None seen. His mouth was dry, and body still a little numb. He wondered if anyone was watching, noticing the camera in the corner."Hey faggot, yeah, you?"Guzma wasn't sure if anyone was watching, but he kept yelling at the camera."Ayy, fucker! Ya boi has a team to run! Lemme go!"No response, fuck. Guzma felt his anger rise from within, filling his body. He began to flail his arms, hitting everything within reach."If you would just calm down, I'll be in shortly, princess."He wasn't sure if it was an insult or not, so he kept going."God, are you there? It's ya boi, Guzma!"Giovanni snickered, this boy will get along with Archie for sure. He opened the door, with bad timing on his behalf."Fuckin' whore!"A lamp was thrown in his direction. He should have remembered Guzma's anger issues. It shattered in the wall next to him. Guzma lunged at Giovanni, throwing several punches at him to the face. Luckily for Giovanni, his saviour had arrived. Archie planted a kick across the boy's face, instantly knocking him out. "Fuck, is he okay?""I'm sure he will be, in the time being."Giovanni went to nurse his broken nose, leaving a disgruntled Guzma on the floor.××××+××××"You are one shady dick weed."He was slapped again. They've been here for hours, and damn was this guy a creeper. He seemed to know everything about Guzma, an' you bet ya boi was all eyes for privacy (if it was his). His mind wandered off again, wondering how Plumes was holding up. The skull leader's train of thought was disrupted by a kiss applied roughly to his mouth. "Damn, bro. Too far. At least take me to dinner first."Giovanni looked him in the eyes. Giovanni had deep brown eyes, soft and a little sweet. They contrasted well with Guzma's watery grey ones. They gave Guzma a sense of relief, but only for a moment. "So what's the deal, macaroni?""You come to live with me, and get anything your little heart desires. While you live with me, you help to attract the ultrabeasts.""That seems unfair, yo. You get ultrabeasts AND you get to live with me? I'm out.""We can live in Alola. Your team will thrive. Anything you want is right here. You'll be doing the ultrabeast task anyway. With force or without, princess."Guzma liked that. Princess. The dude's kinda cute too. He just might consider it, but not without a fight."But-"He was slapped again, bruises forming on his cheek."Okay, okay, you got me pastrami.""That isn't a noodle, honey.""Aww, what happened to princess?"Giovanni laughed to himself, soon helping Guzma out of his constraints. "Come on... Princess. Let's go."The two walked out of his office and into the conference room. "Meet your colleagues, Guzma."
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Lysandre studied the man from afar. His hair was in shambles, and his clothing was outrageous. At least he was clean. Guzma looked like he was about to fall, signaling Giovanni to keep him from doing so. He looked a little young for Giovanni. But the flare leader kept to himself. "This is Guzma, as you already know. He will be the bait for the ultrabeasts."Ghetsis insisted on an easy way out. "Can't you just use a measly pokemon to bait them?""Ultrabeasts would already be attracted to him, since be has already been through the wormhole before.""So I'm bait?""Essentially, but I assure you, you'll be safe."Giovanni moved the onery curls out of Guzma's face. "Where's my pokemon?""They're safe.""That doesn't answer my question, ravioli.""I like him," Archie snorted."Why are you half naked? And what happened to your cheek?""I dunno... why I'm naked at least.""And your face?""I dunno about that either."Archie had a cut on his face from his ear too his nise. It didn't look awful, but should be checked."Go to Joy, Archie.""Okie dokie."He walked out, leaving the room quiet again. Giovanni shuffled for a moment before pacing around the room. He looked at Maxie hoping he would break the silence. Maxie never shut up. Ghetsis never said much, as did Cyrus. Lydandre preferred the corner to revel in their simple debates. Archie cracked jokes every five seconds, so thank god he wasn't here. How the hell did he end up with Maxie? Giovanni then reverted his gaze to Guzma. He looked tired and disheveled. His hair needed to be cut, and did he know just the person."Lysandre, fix Guzma up.""What?""Cut his hair, do whatever.""Nuh uh!"Guzma jumped up, stumbling from his recent injuries."Nobody cuts ya boi's hair BUT ya boi.""And is that why," Lydandre grimaced, "'ya boi's' hair is uneven?""I guess so, freakin' scum.""Go with him, Guzma."The young one scowled and jumped out of his seat, following Lydandre out of the room. "You truly do have interesting taste, Giovanni," Maxie laughed."And you don't?"He just smiled, walking out quietly.#####"What is that thing?"Lysandre pulled out a flat iron, laying it in front of Guzma."Have you really not seen a flat iron before?""Plumeria used one. Her hair was like-" He motioned what Lysandre believed to be an explosion. "Well let us hope we can fix that with your hair."Guzma's hair had been cut, the longer part just below the chin. He expected to have to cut it again because once flat ironed, it was back down to his shoulders. "I don't see how you could live with such curly hair, child.""Hair's hair, bro."Lydandre judged how he should cut it. It looked kind of nice longer, so he left it as is. He put product in the Alolan's hair to keep it straight, since it already began to curl. The underside was freshly shaved as well, but covered by the white locks."Why haven't you cut your hair in so long?""I didn't feel the need to. I was on a budget when I hit the road. Needed to feed the Pokemon, man.""So you were homeless?""Guess so, homie."Lysandre looked at the kid. He was so young, but he didn't know him. It didn't matter."Let's get you some clothes.""No I'm really fine.""So be it."#####÷#####"Where's my babies?"Giovanni looked up from his paper work. Guzma's hair was shoulder kength and ever so slightly curled. His jacket wasn't on , leaving him in a tank top and sweats. All if his wounds were healing nicely. "Would you like to see them? I think Cyrus is feeding them now.""Hell yeah!"The two walked down a hall unfamiliar to Guzma. Giovanni's arm was around the Alolan. He opened the door, leading into a comfortable looking room."Goli! How's my bug buddy!"The isopod chittered in amusement as it began to study it's trainer. Golisopod chewed on Guzma's hair, loving him affectionately. Masquerain floated by, followed by his pinsir. It occurred to Guzma that the other three of his team were back in Alola with Plumeria. At least they were being fed."That's my boy. Yeah, you like that, baby?"He made kissy noises at the golisopod, earning a few delighted hisses from the bug."Alright, love. Back to your room.""What? I just saw them? C'mon!"The bug trainer looked hurt. Giovanni wouldn't fall easily and motioned the boy out of the room."Can I see them tomorrow?""Absolutely."Guzma glared at the suited man, knowing he could get what he wanted with little coaxing.:::!:::Maxie walked with Ghetsis to the common room. They talked quite often, and he took to the man quite well."What is the weather like in Hoenn? I'm not much one for travel.""Well," he started," it is warm, but often wet. In certain areas it is dry though. Quite mountainous, and surrounded by sea. We have volcanoes in the more mountainous areas.""That sounds lovely.""I wish."He began to play with his wedding band, zoning out to where ever. Ghetsis stood up, walking out. He wondered where Archie was, and if he was okay. Maybe he was playing with poochyena, as he often did."Maxie."Giovanni had walked in, face rather angry."Have you been on the calculations for statistics on catching an ultrabeast, let alone catch one?""Yes, I had Courtney on it.""And she said?""She needs time."He glared daggers at the red head. Maxie looked less than worried about it. He often got around these fits of rage."How long, Maxwell.""Approximately three days time.""Make it two.""If all possible.""So be it."The rocket leader stormed out, angry as ever. Maxie sat at a table wearing a smug look on his face. Lydandre walked in, looking rather, happy."That child is quite amusing to listen to, you know.""Just about."×××+×××Archie was finally out of the infirmary. It wasn't that bad, but Joy made sure to check him all over for other wounds. Being possessed by Kyogre had essentially fried his nerves, leaving him the inability to feel physical pain. He pressed his fingers into the bandage. No pain. It worried him sometimes that something could be wrong but he would bever know simply because he couldn't feel. His sight was worse. He couldn't remember things. Archie would forget his and Max's anniversary, his birthday, and names. It would get to the point where Maxie wouldn't want to deal with him. Was he a lost cause? He just kept walking, as he passed Giovanni in the hallway. "Any stitches?""No sir.""Good deal."He kept walking, cutting through the common room and into the hall in which the leader's dorms were. He and Maxie were the only ones to share a dorm, for obvious reasons. He walked into the room, falling onto the bed and soon to sleep.
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Guzma's new room was big. The same as his room at the shady house, just bigger. He walked through the space, knowing something was off. Was it the racket from his grunts? No, he could leave that shit behind any day. Maybe it was the rain. He hadn't been outside in ages. Ya boi can't keep up like this. He walked out of the replica room, going particularly nowhere. He didn't know any of the other bosses, and they all had weird quirks. A door to his left opened, and Archie stepped out. "How's the face takin', man?"Archie just stared at him. He couldn't read the expression on the man's face, which Guzma had a talent for. The skull leader motioned to Archie's left cheek, and Archie's repeated the motion."Oh. Um, yes."Guzma remembered a conversation between weird robe guy and bony ass man. Archie had some memory issue, something to do with possession. Hell, did he know how he felt. Guz continued to peer down at the little man, examining his face. He looked seemingly masculine, but really little. Guzma then noticed the slight feminine curve of his face. Damn, this was really awkward. Maybe he tried to cover it up with the beard. At least he did a good job with it. They continued with their awkward silence, just staring at one another. He may not be able to read his face, but a deeper secret appeared instead."Arth-"Max came out of the room, having Guzma realize he was in a dorm sort of area. Max joined in on their staring for a brief moment, then walked away. The magma leader was trying to stifle a laugh, but failed as he reached the end of the hall. Archie turned and walked back into the room and left Guzma staring at the door."Alrighty then."#####"Archie- going to be late."Maxie looked like he was in pain from his laughter. He quickly collected himself, at least enough to look Giovanni in the eye."And why would that be?"He was engaged in a staring contest with your little experiment.""A staring contest?"Maxie burst out in laughter again, not hearing Archie walk in the room, or rather fall into it."So, a staring contest, Arthur?""Yeah, it was like five minutes. It just kinda happened.""Well, allow us to start our mee-"A loud snort was heard from Maxie, ending in him falling from his chair."Maxwell, if you could." Giovanni looked at him with anger in his eyes until the man collected himself once again."I would like you to meet a group here to help you on your affair. This is the ultra recon squad."
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Zossie and Dulse peered around the room. The red haired man has stopped laughing, and they were unsure of what to say. Zossie continued to rock back and forth, which highly annoyed Dulse. "What're they gonna help us with?"Giovanni turned towards Guzma, placing a hand on the skull leader's lower back."They live in ultra space. Since the last..." Giovanni shuffled around. He knew that Guzma was sensitive about Lusamine and her ultra space ordeal. "You know, they should be able to guide us on our way."Guzma could sense an uncomfortable air from Giovanni when he asked the question. To avoid anything further, or rather occupy himself, he played with the hem of his shirt. Would this end like Lusamine again? Guzma agrees to help for money, thinks this is the best deal of his life, and bam, back to basics. There was an awkward silence in the room. Guzma turned to studying faces. There's the fiery hair dude, he's kinda lit. The man in the corner looked like a stale, grey cracker. Somebody shit in his cereal, and apparently shaved off his brows as well. Bony ass man was present. He wasn't wearing red, though. His usual attire was traded out for a black turtle neck, slacks, and a lab coat. Archie looked a little disheveled, his hair going in all different directions and looking erratically around the room. Max out an arm around him, as if to calm him down. Robe guy was chillin in the corner."What if, like, the Pokemon here are affected by ultra space. Would they die? I think I'm done with the whole, y'know, ecoterroist thang."Archie looked around for an answer, but his question had left Lydandre looking slightly appalled that Archie had added something productive to the conversation."Well," Maxie started," according to the previous opening of a wormhole, Pokemon had no real unique behaviour, at least that we know of. Your precious little sharpedoes are safe..." Max paused again, making eye contact with his husband. "For now." "Never talk to me or my children again.""Please could we stop terrorizing the poor child and get back to work? Now, any other questions before we send off Zossie and Dulse?""Who?"Giovanni put his face in his hands, hoping he wouldn't have to deal with this bullshit much longer."The ultra recon squad, Arthur.""So that's their names?""Ohh, oh, I have a question!" Zossie interrupted the meeting, annoying Dulse even more "What're their names?""To your left, there's Archie, Maxie, and Cyrus. To your right there are Lysandre and Ghetsis. And this is Guzma.""Oh, alrighty then!"The duo turned around, and headed out the door."Can we PLEASE have a normal fucking meeting?""Nope."Everyone looked at Maxie. His expression was smug, even if he knew the chiding he'd receive."Isn't it the simple truth?""You all are dismissed."///\\\*three weeks earlier*"Do I really have to go back in there?"Tears ran down Guzma's face. Thoughts of ultra space came flooding back to him. It made him numb. Being possessed, the abandonment, betrayal. It all was coming back to him after trying to forget. Giovanni wiped a tear from his face, but Guzma quickly pulled away."Don't fuckin' touch me."Guzma stormed out of the room. His intentions were to use Guzma for profit, but he could feel himself softening up. He hadn't felt this way since his wife, but money had changed him. Guzma was company business and that was it. At least he told himself that. Giovanni knew he didn't have the heart to hurt Guzma. He couldn't help that his wife had left, but he can try harder with Guzma.He cried for the first time in years.
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Nanu had a carefree life since team skull had disbanded. No hooligans running around on his turf, not that he would defend it anyway. It was too much trouble. Po Town had been restored back to its original luster; even gaining a few residents. It had been nearly a year since the whole fiasco with skull, but he didn't care. It wasn't his business."Dad?""Whadya want."Looker walked into the small office, trying to keep them out of the space until Nanu gave him the okay. Such a lazy man for such a big job. He sat down in the chair in from of the desk, meowth fur sticking to his clothes."So, um...""Just get to the point. I'm busy.""There has been gang activity in Po Town lately." "I thought you had Guzma under control, Looker." "Well, we had an argument. He left and I haven't seen him since. He was reported missing by Kukui a few days ago. Please tell me you know where he is."
Looker sighed. Guzma was sweet. Really gorgeous. But he couldn't deal with his anger issues. But right now he needed him home. "I know he's hurt. There-" he choked a little, before starting again. "There was blood at the scene of the crime." "Well he's good if he's running his little gang. And apparently too good for you." "No, dad. It's not skull." "Then who the hell is it?"
"It's rocket."
Nanu spit out his coffee. He hadn't heard that one in years. "Alright. Let's just just focus on Guzma." He looked up Guzma's name, but no files would surface. "Why the fuck won't his name show up?" "I convinced him to change his last name. It should be under Kuchinachi." God damn it. Now he has to share a fucking name with the nuisance. "Okay, okay. Go get Kukui and bring him in for questioning." Looker left Nanu to his own devices, now angry and disgruntled. He would never admit it, but hasn't this kid gone through enough? The kahuna turned to his computer and read through Guzma's files.######"Please tell me you don't think I did this, Kahuna."Nanu didn't think it was Kukui, but his years as a cop wouldn't let him slip up."You do realize most abductions happen by somebody the victim is close to, right? In surprised anyone was even worried about the gangster.""Watch it. Guzma was feeding pinsir when I left, and I came back and shit was thrown everywhere and Guzma was gone. There was blood all over the place. Just find him, for God's sake."Nanu knew it wasn't him. Guzma and Kukui had been friends for years. Even after the kahunas and his parents had given up in him, Kukui hadnt. Tears ran down the professor's face. What really told Nanu something was off was that he was fully clothed."All right. Was Burnet around at the crime scene?""Burnet left me a while back. Said I was too involved with work."Did he go too far? Nope, this was work. The heartthrob of Alola could live another day."Just... try and find him.""Alright, alright. Go on home's or where ever you're staying."Kukui left the office. Nanu passed out in the chair, thoughts of Guzma in his head.Who would possibly want anything to do with Guzma Willow?
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"Alright, princess. One phone call.""Do ya gotta be in here when I make it?"Giovanni chuckled and walked off, leaving Guzma to his own devices. He picked up the phone and dialed the number he knew would pick up."Ula' Ula police department."Nanu's bored voice answered, and god was Guzma ever so happy to hear the geezer speak."Look, Nanu. It's Guzm-""You were reported missing 48 hours ago. Kukui and Looker are worried about you.""I'm in Kanto. Just get me outta this place man.""Looker's trying to find you, Guzma. He feels bad about your argument, okay? He wants you back home.""Well, Nanu, I can't get home because I'm trapped in here with a fucking nut job. And tell Looked I'll come home if he stops being an ass.""Okay, but one more question.""What.""Did you cheat on Looker with Kukui? You two did seem.... A little too friendly.""Why the fuck would I cheat on him? He got me out of all kindsa shit. Kukui's just a friend.""I'm just watching out for my kid."Nanu hung up, leaving Guzma slightly uncomfortable. He never liked talking about Looker that much. After their big argument, things weren't the same. He just didn't care anymore. And it was weird. A thug with an officer of the law. It didn't make since. He loved him, but Looker didn't love Guzma back. He continued to ponder on his relationship, still upset about it.Giovanni walked into the room; face flustered. He slapped Guzma across the face as he lost control of his emotions."YOU WERE A HOMELESS BITCH BEFORE I TOOK YOU IN, AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?""What the fuck do you mean? Because I wanna leave your shit hole?""No! Because there's somebody else!"He slapped Guzma again, but was unsure of if he was angry or if he was sad. He loved Guzma. A wave of guilt flooded over him, but spilled out in more anger. He grabbed Guzma by the hair and slammed him into the closest wall. Giovanni continuously slammed him into the wall; knocking the boy unconscious before the door opened and Max stepped in with Archie and Cyrus."Are you fucking serious, Giovanni?""I don't need a chiding from you, Matsubusa.""Oh, sure you don't. That's why you take mentally unstable children from their homes, put them into an unfamiliar place while their drugged up on god knows what, and beat them half to death."Archie walked over to Guzma, attempting to pick the boy up."Don't you dare, Aogiri.""And you can suck my dick."The Aqua boss punched Giovanni square in the face and watched him fall to the floor. He resumed picking up Guzma, taking him to his and Maxie's room to protect him from further harm."You're a sick man, Giovanni." Max kicked him in the gut, followed by Cyrus unexpectedly spitting on him. People thought he had no emotions, but certain things did stir him up. The galactic leader just wanted to see the ruckus, but it happened to be much more severe than planned.######"Hey, Guzma. You okay, scamp?"His head was pounding. Guzman lifted a hand to his head, trying to feel the damage. Still a little swelling, but not to much. Several bruises and a broken nose. At least it wasn't as bad as he'd expected."Yeah, I'm good.""Ya need anything?""Where the fuck is noodle bitch?""He's downstairs. Prolly in his office. He might be in the infirmary, though. Lysandre told me that I gave 'em a concussion. Max gave 'em a real good kick an' Cy spit on the bloke."Guzman listened to Archie. His voice was strangely calming, with a thick, Hoenn accent. Max was obviously a Hoennite as well, but he sounded more Kalosian. He tried to not giggle as Archie swayed his hips when he cooked. He wasn't elwearing his wet suit, just a black t-shirt and some jeans. His socks had little poochyenas on them. It caught him off guard how such a big, tough looking guy was so fucking hilariously gay. It reminded him of Kukui. He knew him and Burnet wouldn't last. Archie gave Guzma a plate of spaghetti, then walked to his and Max's bedroom to retrieve a pokeball. "You don't mind if I let Mightyena out, right? They don't eat people food.""Go ahead, man."Archie pressed the button, and in a flash of red light a pretty, sleek Mightyena emerged."Hey, baby. Hey."Guzma was trying to not laugh again. Instead of focusing on Archie's obvious love for Mightyena, he turned to studying his face again. He noticed the scarifacation on Archie's face resembling a sharpedo, and faded markings of kyogre. The skull boss remembered when he was in school. He loved to study foreign pokemon and legends. Kyogre and groudon were especially interesting. He finshed his plate, and attempted to get up before falling back onto the couch."Here, lemme get that for you."The Aqua boss took the plate and placed it into the sink. Mightyena jumped onto the couch and cuddled up next to Guzma."Lady, down.""Is she not supposed to be up here?""I just don't want get bothering you.""She's cool."Guzma settled down with Lady, petting her softly. Before he knew it, he was asleep. Archie threw a blanket decorated with little magikarps over Guzma and called lady down to put her back in her pokeball."Is he doing okay?""Yeah, he's asleep."Maxie walked over and embraced Archie from behind, kissing him on the forehead."Can we keep it?"Max gave him a look of disapproval before walking into their room."What?"
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Nanu needed to get through to Looker, which meant a trip to Akala. And with as much as he hated talking to Olivia, he wasn't going to let Looker get caught in this mess. He was sure Guzma was up to something. With a sigh, he walked outside the poorly kept police station and paged a charizard. Would Olivia even listen to him? When it came to Looker, she kind of did. But Nanu was just a mistake on her end. Who cares? It's worth a try. A meowth purred against his leg, and one turned to three very quickly. "Fuck off, not now."He waved his foot at the cats, shooing them away. The kahuna ran his fingers through his hair, mind plagued with thoughts of Olivia. He had loved her at some point. At least he thought he did. After she became pregnant with Looker all went to hell."Fuck." He walked back in, grabbing the bag of meowth food. One of the little shits had chewed a hole in the bottom, and that hole exploded with the pressure of being picked up. Nanu never cleaned it up. He was sure the cats would eat the spilled food within the hour."Dad?""Speak of the devil."He walked away from the spilled meowth food to Looker."I've been meaning to tell you something. Guzma is potentially in Kanto, I'm just not sure where at."The expression on Looker's face was... upset?"Do you think he ran off with somebody else? The other times he had run off he'd told somebody. I talked to Plumer-""Fuck, get her in for questioning. Wait, no, not now.""Why? I-" Looker stopped midsentence. "I don't know if I even want to find him. I care but I mean, what if he's happy?""He sounded scared when he called me. There was somebody in there with him. Kanto is Rocket territory, son. That's why his grunts are here.""What do you mean, 'him'?"The young officer was more angry than worried now. Sweat dripped down Looker's face as he panicked. "So Guzma was kidnapped.""More than likely."Nanu's ride arrived. He left without saying a word to Looker.######"Why," Olivia paused, obviously angered at the sight of Nanu, "are you here?""Looker's doing a little rough. Wanted to see if you would talk to him."Olivia sighed, but Looker was her son. "Come on upstairs."The two walked into the apartment above her shop. The air smelled like dirt and dust, according to Nanu. Probopass made it's way past Nanu, who was leaning on a wall."Do you wanna sit down or not?""I'll pass."Olivia was thoroughly annoyed by Nanu's presence, which was a shame because she had a pretty decent day so far. She scanned over Nanu briefly. He was a dick, but still kinda cute."Now what's an ancient ass police officer want with me?""Well, Olivia, I'm not much older than you-""Don't you go-""Guzma's missing and Looker thinks Guzma left him. He was kidnapped and he's on Kanto.""THEN GO TO KANTO!"She threw a throw pillow at him, watching as Nanu quickly ducked. "I have to reason with bulu first. I mean, he'd strike me down if I didn't, not that I'd mind-"Olivia threw another pillow at him, this time hitting him square in the face."Could you not?""Sit down."Nanu walked to the couch, he knew better than to argue with her in this state. Her facial expression changed, now soft and understanding."Nanu, what do you want me to do?""I want you to talk with him. I don't even know why Looker would marry that punk anyway.""Guzma isn't all that bad, and you treat Looker like a girl. Look, hun. Take him with you. He probably wants to help."Olivia reached over and brushed a piece of hair out if Nanu's face. He really needed to cut it."You kinda smell like dirt.""That's a real good way to start a conversation. You wanna know why I left you, Kuchinashi? 'Cause you speak the truth, and I'd rather you just told a little lie sometimes. A bit too rough around the edges. Oh, and you smell like meowth food and cat dander.""Ouch."Olivia chuckled and laid her head on Nanu's shoulder. She didn't care that it made him uncomfortable. Did it? He didn't care much about anything. He was a little shallow and empty. But she sat there, slowly drifting off to sleep."Nanu?""Yeah.""Do you still love me?""I dunno."She giggled at the answer, knowing this was still the same kahuna she had loved.######Archie sniffled, then fell back onto his bed."Come on, Archie. We have a meeting in 10."He didn't get up, but rather just rolled around on the bed. He at least had pants on."Max, I think I have AIDS.""Archie, love, it's a cold.""No, it's AIDS."Maxie ran his hand through Archie's hair, then put a hand on his forehead. He's got one hell of a fever."Okay, go back to bed. I will tell Giovanni."Archie crawled into the blankets and instantly felt drowsy. "I'll be back in an hour, love."Max kissed Archie's forehead, the skin warming his lips. ######"So, you say that the said woman will aid us on our endeavors, yes?""Lusamine has been to ultraspace before, even seen necr-""Okay, I don't have AIDS."Archie was covered in sweat, and looked disturbingly pale. He shivered where he stood and looked as if he would pass out at any moment."God, you're even an idiot when you're sickly.""At least I don't look like houndoom barf, bitch."Lysandre stood, towering nearly a foot over Archie, who was only a mere 5'5. Though Lysandre had the advantage in height, Archie had the bigger muscles. Before Archie even hauled back his fist, Lysandre had thrown the first punch landing right on Archie's jaw. The aqua leader tackled Lysandre onto the conference table, repeatedly punching the man in the face. Lysandre managed to push the smaller man off of him and headbutt him in the nose, knocking Archie unconscious. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"Maxie hooked Lysandre in the eye, then in the nose. Guzma jumped up and held back Maxie from doing any further damage."DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH HIM AGAIN YOU BITC-""Maxwell. Enough. Lysandre, go to Joy. Tell the grunts to get a stretcher up here."Maxie was still flooded with anger. He walked out of the room without a word."Ghetsis, please follow him. Keep him away from Lysandre. You're dismissed, Cyrus."God, if only he knew what to do with these idiots.
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Archie sat alone in the infirmary, bored out of his mind. Joy had told him that he'd been unconscious for three days. The Hoennite fumbled around with his neckbrace, opening and closing one of the little clasps. The aqua leader tried to stand up, but almost fell flat in the floor. He gained his balance and began to pace around the room. He walked to a mirror and took in his beaten, broken image. His nose was clearly broken, with a dark smear of purple bruises accentuating his blue eyes. There was a sharp, stabbing pain in the left side of his jaw. That's probably what the brace is for. The same faded scar ran down his left cheek from kyogre; little gift to remind him that he was once young and dumb. Still kinda dumb. The door opened, and whoever opened it was trying to be quiet about it."You know, Archie, that was really dumb of you back there.""Like I didn't know."He limped back to the bed and sat down. He was so sick of Maxie's bullshit. Archie palmed the desk in attempt to find his contacts. At one point, his vision was near perfection. After the kyogre incident; however, he relied on contacts. There was no way in he'll he'd be caught with glasses. After realizing they weren't there, he just gave up. I'll go blind for a day. He chuckled to himself. A day in the life of Maxwell Matsubusa: Unhappily Married Asshole. "Stop laughing at me.""How do ya even know I'm laughing at you? Maybe I find it humorous that there's curtains in here with no windows."Max scoffed at his comment, then walked over to Archie. "Are you feeling any better?"What the fuck do ya think, four-eyes? "Yeah, I'm good."He hated that he had to lie to Maxie like this, all to keep him from losing his temper. If he was honest about not doing so hot, then he'd just get yelled at. If he lies and says he is okay, then Max actually treats him like a human being. It's fuckin' shitty. Maxie ran his fingers through Archie's sweat-damped hair. "You're still sick."What the hell do ya think, ya damn scamp? He looked Maxie in the eyes. It wasn't sympathy or sadness, but a rather devious look."Max, no."He tried to pull away from the magma leader, but was to weak to do so. Archie grimaced as their lips met, body locking up at the disgusting feeling as Maxie's hands roamed his body. Max suddenly pulled away, looking rather shovked and walked out of the room, quickly but surely. What was that about? Part of him wanted to cry, but Archie was still curious as to what had possessed his husband. He could see it when he had looked at Max. Archie chased after Max in hope that he would find answers.###### "Maxie, you okay?"Max felt disgusted by what he had done to Archie. He really did love him, and it was sickening to know that he could have potentially harmed him. The magma leader ignored the other's question. What do you think, you oaf? Of course not! He wasn't about to tell at him though, for Archie was still sick and he had, attacked him. It was cute though. He could do whatever he wanted to Archie, yet the idiot would come running back to him. "No, that's sick.""Max, you're scarin' me.""Just... lay down, honey."Archie laid down on his side of the bed, but rested his head on Maxie's lap. Archie was obviously a cuddler, which Maxie found rather cute. He played with his husband's brownish-black locks, noticing the slight greying starting at his temples. Old ass man. He'd always thought age would look good on Archie. It wasn't long before he noticed the little grey streaks in his beard. It made Maxie feel even worse that he never played attention to what Archie even looked like. However, there were things he had always enjoyed and would remember, like the slight curvature of Archie's body. Even if it was considered to be feminine, it clashed nicely with his build. Archie had beautiful eyes, alive and always happy. He didn't deserve him. He was strong, too. After Max was possessed by Groudon, he went into a deep depression. He was honestly still trying to break out of it. Wait. Groudon?Archie had managed to suppress kyogre's spirit, but he hadn't? God, it sounded lone some shitty excuse. Why'd you nearly rape me yesterday, babe? Y'know, it was just groudon being groudon, honey. And this wasn't something where you just forgive and forget. Max took a deep sigh, then woke up Archie, who made some God-awful snorting noise."Hello?""Thus sounds like a poor excuse, but could it have been Groudon?""Possibly. Just tell him no.""It doesn't work that way, love.""It does for me. Maybe Giovanni's working on something, 'cause I low-key didn't wanna fight baguette boy. And who knew Groudon was so angsty?" Archie winked at Maxie, then blew him a kiss."Baby, it isn't funny. And that is quite possible."Archie flopped on top of Maxie, straddling his lap. "Not until your better.""Come on!"
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"Well I'll be damned."Nanu couldn't wrap his head around how little Looker cared that Guzma was gone. It had been nearly three weeks, and nothing had turned up. He had even stopped wearing his wedding band. But, much to his dismay; Guzma was still likely alive."Y'know, Dad, Guzma's pretty darn clever. He probably just got up and left.""Looker, his blood-""He had a history of self harm. And he was kind of a slob, so he probably just didn't clean up."He couldn't help but be worried. Nanu had dialed back the number in which Guzma had called from but he never received a reply. It had to be an emergency, because the asshole would never call him without a *67 number. But as time went on, the possibility became more and more believable."But what if he really is dead?""I'll move on."His statement was nothing less than disturbing to the kahuna. Lately, he has felt nothing but disgruntled. The continuous idea of the poor kid being gone consumed him. What really terrified him was how Looker would react. When crogunk died, it was unbearable; but let alone his husband? The though made him sick, it made his heart race. It was like he'd just ran a marathon ten times over. Sweat dripped down his forehead and soaked the collar of his black work shirt. His gray hair was now plastered to his forehead at the thought of how bad the outcome might be. What would Olivia think? "He was the police officer, so he shoulda tried harder to go lookin' for Guzma." Her words lingered in his head; like that of a bitter, cold tea. The room grew dimmer and dimmer as he sunk to the floor."Dad?"&&&&&"Are you ever going to tell me who you called that night?""Will you lemme outta this room?""No, because I obviously can't trust you. And I can't let them see you."Guzma felt around the bed. Giovanni would let him leave the room without him. As the days went on, he lost his ability to get angry. He was just tired at this point. The skull leader absent mindedly felt for his wedding band; just now realizing it wasn't there.And it hadn't been."Looking for this?"Giovanni held up the little silver ring like a prized trophy. It's silvery sheen glowed in the florescent light of the room. Guzma laid back on the bed. He could only guess it was Giovanni's since it stank of whiskey and cigars. This place was too much. He wanted to go back home to Looker. He liked their shitty, little apartment. He liked his job as a barista. He loved Alola. "Yeah, I was lookin' for that.""Who's the lucky one?"Guzma was unsure if he should respond or not. From the stories Looker had told him, he'd seen some stuff with team rocket; back when crogunk was on his side. If Giovanni knew who Looker was, Guzma would be putting him at risk."I asked a question, Guzma.""And I ain't answering it. Fuck off, ya dope."He heard the flustered sound emitted from Giovanni, followed by the clink of metal on the floor. Angry footsteps walked out the door and stormed through the hall. When Guzma was sure Giovanni had left, he retreated to where Giovanni was standing to pick up his ring. "Just hurry the fuck up."
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Hey guys! So I'm rewriting this rn, and I'm changing pov. The chapters will be short, but uploaded every week. The title will be immortality. Thanks for all the support! I just didn't feel this one was strong enough, so I will make it stronger :)