Rock Tunnel, A While Later...

Your pace through Rock Tunnel is slow and steady; the terrain lives up to the cave's name, and even as you stick to a roughly-hewn path that had been made by miners and their pokémon years ago, you don't want to risk injuring yourself on one of the many large, jagged rocks protruding from the ground, or losing your way. You're very relieved you bought a TM for Flash back in Vermillion and equipped it on your Gloom that trails along beside you; without it you fear the oppressive darkness would be too much to handle. You're equally relieved that you haven't run into many trainers while traversing through here, and those you have met have been friendly hikers whose rock, ground and fighting pokémon have been handled fairly easily by your team.

You're not sure how much time has passed since you entered the tunnel, but your legs are getting tired from all the walking, and you come to a stop, taking your bag off of your shoulders for a rest. "I don't need to stop," says Misty, frowning at you with confusion. "I can keep going for a while yet."

"I know you don't need to stop," you say, rolling your eyes slightly at your new companion as you pull your sleeping bag out of your backpack and set it down on the floor, allowing you to sit down on something more comfortable than the hard stone ground. "But I do, and I think Gloom needs a rest too."

Your pokémon comes and joins you on the sleeping bag as Misty looks at you with the same smug expression that she'd given you whenever she'd knocked out any of your team during your gym battle. "Oh yeah," she says, beginning to do some stretches. "I forget not everyone's as fit as me."

"Yes, Misty, you're awesome," you sigh, the other girl missing your tone of resignation and grinning at you as she continues to exercise, as if sitting or standing still was impossible for her. Which it was, seemingly. With her superior physical stamina and her impulsive nature that made her much less concerned with getting injured or lost than you were, she had spent most of your time together so far whining about your slow pace, or running ahead of you to 'scout', only to come running back when it got too dark or too boring for her. It was like having an eight-year-old child travelling with you, and you were increasingly regretting your decision to invite her to accompany you.

You take your water bottle out of your bag and go to take a sip, but are interrupted by a voice, a familiar, male voice that startles you so much you drop the bottle and spring up to your feet. "Well, well... what have we here?" You look in the direction of the voice and your heart stops. This is the first time you've seen Blue since Pewter City, but aside from the Boulder, Cascade and Thunder Badges pinned to his shirt, and the extra two pokéballs on his belt, he looks no different; same clothes, same hair, same permanent smug grin. "My favourite cocksleeve," he smirks, staring at you before turning to Misty. "And... huh? Aren't you the bitch from Cerulean Gym?" Recognition crosses his face as he looks Misty up and down. "Yeah... yeah, it's definitely you! I fucked all your sisters in front of you! I only beat the blonde, but the others were super eager to get some action too. You just sat there looking miserable the whole time though..." He looks between Misty and yourself and his smirk grows wider. "Guess you're more into girls, huh?"

Misty blushes and looks at you before gesturing to Blue. "You know this guy?"

"Yeah," you grimace. "He's... my rival."

"Rival?" Blue sneers. "Think pretty highly of yourself, don't you? We've only battled once, and I beat your pokémon almost as quick as I made you cum on my dick." He turns back to Misty and bows exaggeratedly. "Blue Oak, of Pallet Town. Nice to properly meet you."

God I fucking hate you, you think to yourself as you scowl at him, but you try not to make it obvious that his words are getting under your skin. "What the hell are you doing here, Blue?" you ask, genuinely curious. He's coming from the Lavender Town end of the tunnel, the opposite way to you, but he doesn't have the Fuchsia or Celadon badges; him heading back to Vermillion makes no sense as far as you can tell.

"Maybe I just wanted to see how you were getting on back here," he shrugs. "You taking part in that sex show and then giving them permission to air it on tv like that... pretty obvious you miss the feel of my cock inside you."

Now it's your face that's turning red, as anger takes over you as it always does whenever this guy is around. "Shut the fuck up, Blue!" you snap, knowing it's not a creative comeback but not caring; you just want Blue to leave you alone, for once in your life.

He holds his hands up, a faux-innocent expression on his face. "Geez, ok, calm down!" he exclaims, before his smirk returns. "I get it, Amber. You want me to skip the talking and just get to fucking you, right? Well, don't worry. You won't have to wait long now..." He takes one of his pokéballs from his belt, and you take a deep breath, reaching for a ball of your own. This is it... this is your chance at ****, your chance to finally overcome your rival who'd tormented you all your life.

"I challenge you!" The cry takes both you and Blue off-guard, and you look to see Misty, pokéball in hand, stepping between Blue and yourself and staring down the professor's grandson. She looks back at you, determination on her face. "Don't worry, Amber," she says. "I got this asshole."

Something crosses Blue's face for a split-second, before he quickly reverts back to his cocky grin. "Asshole, huh? Alright then. Amber, I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to wait. I'm gonna beat your girlfriend here, fuck her in the asshole... and then it's your turn."

Blue's words are confident, but you had seen that look on his face that he had tried to hide. It was a face of fear, and for good reason. When you had fought Misty, she had used pokémon that were appropriately levelled to be a beatable challenge for someone with two gym badges to take down. But, as this wasn't a sanctioned gym battle, she could now use whatever pokémon she liked, and everyone knew that Gym Leaders had access to some pretty powerful specimens, being effectively the most powerful trainers in the region besides the Elite 4, the Pokémon League Champion, and a select few championship-hopefuls. You look back at Blue and smile at him before nodding confidently at Misty. This is going to be fun to watch...

"Go, Tauros!" Blue yells, sending out a large bull pokémon that was native to the Safari Zone in Fuchsia City; you had no idea where he'd got that from, but you doubted it would be a match for any of Misty's strongest team.

"Go, Starmie!" Misty calls, throwing her ball into the air, ready to defend your honour...