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“Next time let’s not go to the beach.Despite how romantic it would sound it was absolute  hell.”

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♛ ██            “ Conventional romantic takes cash, sadly enough. ”

Something he didn’t have and didn’t have the means to make, either. With his lifestyle a job just wouldn’t cut it... though, if he REALLY wanted to settle down... maybe a cooking position would be best.

♛ ██            “ Sand in places where no sand should ever be aside;                        did you atleast enjoy yourself, Rae-chie?”

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                                           Get off your high-horse,                                      Wipe away those 𝒇𝓪𝓴𝒆 𝓽𝒆𝓪𝓻𝓼,                                All you’ve ever wanted is my 𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕪——                         A taste of your own medicine maybe, ᗰY ᗪᕮᗩᖇ?

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             He was always the one                      With the 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎 smile,                               The 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 laugh…

                                                                  So nobody stopped to wonder,                                                                            What laid behind 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝑘.

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                 He could 𝔰𝔫𝔞𝔭 your neck              With just a 𝒻𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 of his wrist…                                                                                But he 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠,                                                                                          And so you call it 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆.

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I’ll make the first one into a proper pic soon, but for now, here’s the sketch of his ref!

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  Distressed halfbreed Latios noises tbh.

♛ ██            “ ..What do I have to do to get off your shitlist, Fini?”

...PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVELY GIVES HER A BOUQUET OF FLOWERS IN APOLOGY FOR HOW RAUNCHY HE WAS BEING IN THE GAME.

Simply Glares.

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[ N E C R O Z M A ? ]:

“You’re the odd one.”

Necrozma wasn’t used to interaction with other people. In fact, she wasn’t used to interaction of any kind outside of with the Ultra Beasts. All of the information she could gather about the other told her that he was just somebody invading her space. This hill was a perfect place to gather light energy, and somebody else was not going to possibly take that away from her, not after being asleep for so long.

“I see nothing wrong with myself. I’m just Necrozma. You, on the other hand… Are nothing I know of. You don’t have the same mark on your being as my friends do. So in my eyes, you’re odd.”

 ♛ ██            “ I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t. ”

But for different reasons; surely. They were both oddities, perhaps one of a kind on each spectrum, although he wasn’t going to blurt out such a fact to someone who gave off such a dangerous vibe loitering so close to where his human mother ignorantly believes as ‘’safe’’. There was an absent-minded glance from behind his glasses towards where the garden-surrounded home sat, his head shaking solemnly as two fingers push said glasses properly back up.

♛ ██            “ If you’re just ‘’Necrozma’’, i’m just ‘’Riku’’ .                                And Riku would like to let you know he was                                here first.”

♛ ██            “ I’m reasonable -- I can coexist with you here for                                whatever reason you want to live on that hill, but                                I know your kind even if you don’t know mine. I                                can be your best friend or your worst enemy                                 depending on whether or not you respect the lives                                and well-being of any and every living being that                                lives in or around that little house right there. No                                scaring, eating, killing, kidnapping, possessing,                                OR manipulating--- you think you can manage that?”

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  ♛ ██            “ You’re right, I can’t --- and i’m not.”

He stood straight-- tall, disciplined at a full six-foot-three with arms  crossed over his chest. He was a stranger-- they were a stranger,  their only common ground was that which they stood on... and that  was a problem for the territorial Eon Pokemon. Too close to his family home... far too close; he was on alert just the same as he was  when the Ultra Beasts invaded their precious island of Melemele; but  still, he played it coy.

. ♛ ██            “ Just a minor tease, my odd acquaintance. However, I                            do have to admit-- your eyes are peculiar to some                            degree.  In fact... you as a whole strikes me as odd.                            Mind informing this poor, curious man as to why~?”

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               “I trust you.”

                                             You 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔱 me?                                                    Oh, му ɗєαя…                                                         Don’t you ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ——                                                                                      That’s a ғᴀᴛᴀʟ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ.

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           At this point…                    I’ve stopped caring,                              If it’s 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑒 or 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡.

                                                            Either way, it’s a red stain on my new suit.

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                                                         Penned by Phas & Void.

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                           Don’t you realize                                          How ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ it is                                                      That he stays 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 with me?

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             You call me an animal,                     A 𝔪 𝔬 𝔫 𝔰 𝔱 𝔢 𝔯…

                              Tell me, my dear, do you really want to know if you’re ɾìցհէ?

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[ Brother Haru ]:

♞██    ❝ And you’re too spoiled… You can’t always expect the finest food Riku..Now what kind of toppings do you want or should I put whatever?❞

    Honestly how did his twin end up such a picky eater?Sure chef aside but their dad wasn’t like that in the least….Well maybe because their dad went out to adventure compared to his brother. Forced to learn how to compensate with any food as long as it’s  available.

   He chose to ignore the previous comment, instead    skipping ahead to the question at hand.

♛ ██           “ ...Wishiwashi and, I dunno, extra cheese.                         Ask for stuffed crust, and make it clear NOT                         to overcook nor undercook it or else I will                         send it back in request of a refund. No is not                         an answer.”

 He seemed pretty disappointed... but, after all, it really was just because he was a picky bitch, for lack of better words. Yes, their father was anything but picky... yet somewhere along the line Riku just developed a love for the finer things; and love turned to obsession... while obsession turned to absolute need.

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♞ ██    ❝Pizza. ❞

     He took out his cell phone to start dialing.A small glare was given to his spoiled brother.Yes papa taught Riku how to cook just as mama taught him about clothing but to only accept the best?      He would bring himself to the couch sitting on it as he looked over to his brother.

❝Little or not I’m ordering Pizza so you better tell your inner chef to zip it…..❞

♛ ██           “ Pizza...”

He’d parrot the words sadly, crossing his arms and throwing his weight back on the couch beside his brother. Pizza was a poor-man’s food, he prefered steaks or fish-- and even if ‘’wishiwashi’’ is possible toppings for the cheesy mess, it still didn’t suffice.

Riku huffed-- pushing his face into the soft cushion of the couch’s back, mumbling incoherent things into it like a spoiled child--- lifting up a few moments later to let at least one thing be audible.

♛ ██           “ Yeah, you definitly are the older brother.                                You’re too BORING not to be...”

Salt Latios is salt.

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[ Brother Haru ]:

♞ ██    ❝Stealing is still stealing. ….❞

    He  picked up the last of the pieces going to discard the remains away.As the other came back he took the tweezers to remove the stubborn splinter. Another sigh escapes his lips as he put a band-aid on it.

❝You are not stealing food in town.I’m sure there’s food out back, dad doesn’t have a garden for  show you know…Besides..❞

    He got up to tap the latios head.Golden eyes narrowing as he spoke.

❝I’m pretty sure I’m the older one considering I was the one that hatched first.❞

♛ ██           “ I guess you’ve caught me at a                             contradiction, haven’t you? Well                             played, Haru. Well played.”

The box of bandaids would be placed atop a nearby table rather than returned to the medicine cabinet due to his own laziness. Instead of being responsible and having common decency, he just leaned against the wall.

♛ ██           “ While I did just say we weren’t human...                                I have to admit human ways have spoiled                               me. I know there is a garden, but I will accept                               nothing less than the best ingredients in anything                               I consume. I refuse to cut corners nor settle                               for simple-- my inner chef cringes at the thought.”

At the tap, he stopped leaning against the wall- standing at his full height and looking down at the other-- placing his own hand atop their head.

♛ ██           “ Since when was it a rule that little and age were                               synonymous by definition? From where I see it,                               you’re little compared to me-- and that’s fact.”

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♞ ██    

❝We aren’t going to steal food Riku…. ❞

     He furrowed his brows frowning at the male.He moved from his seat towards the carpet.Gently crouching to pick through the rug to clean up the pieces of wood the other flicked.A wince was given as he tediously searched.A small splinter was given as a result.Still he continued the process so that another soul doesn’t get hurt.

♛ ██           “ Maybe you aren’t, but I will.”

He stood from his seat to stretch, yawning a bit with closed eyes, reaching a single hand towards the ceiling while the other gripped his arm from behind his head. After that he moved his neck in each direction just enough to make a loud cracking noise-- and finally, he popped his knuckles.

♛ ██           “ I’m hungry && I have the utilities to                              get food. We’re not human Haru, so                              their morals do not apply.”

Admittedly, he took note to the other’s wince- so... at the very least, he left the room and came back a couple moments later-- holding out a pair of tweezers and a box of band-aids towards them.

♛ ██           “ Well.. maybe you are; aren’t you, little brother?”