The Forgetful Butterfly (Yami)

Yami yawned as it had approached midday. He sipped the cup of coffee in his right hand as he held a bag in his left. He had decided it would be a good time to go for a quick swim in the pool to keep himself in tip top shape. As a trainer he should also be cautious to keep his body in peek physical condition, though from his years training on his school swim team had made him sort of a fitness freak anyway keeping a constant routine whether it be for martial arts or swimming. He headed to the schools pool a towel hanging over his left shoulder. He was wearing a pair of black hakama pants with a white kimono top having abandoned his haori and was wearing a simple pair of waraji no tabi socks in order to prevent them from getting wet. He walked over to one of the spare benches and sat his bag down as he threw his empty coffee cup into a bin not really paying attention to the other person who had gone swimming in the pool.

Yami cracked his neck as he sat his towel down and undid the black obi sash around his waste, folding it over he placed it atop his bag. He then removed his kimono top revealing hi chiselled chest and abs, his muscles were well built and kept showing he took care of his form. He removed a pair of goggles with black frames and white band from his bag placing them around his forehead before he removed his Hakama throwing them on top of his bag with his kimono. Underneath he was wearing form fitting black Speed Aquablade Jammer swimwear pants. He slipped his Waraji off before pulling a stop watch and pokeball from his bag.

He lifted the pokeball allowing a beam of light to shoot out and take on the form of his first pokemon Seiryuu the male Bagon. Yami handed the stop watch to his companion. The dragon accepted the watched and made his way to the starting blocks already aware of his duties for the day. Yami smirked at his pokemon and made his way to the blocks at the deep end of the pool taking note the other person in the pool had made their way to the other ends. 

Yami stepped up onto the blocks shutting his eyes as he slowly took his position as to what could be called a competitive swimmers starting position. He placed his right foot forward and had his left behind him. The toes of his right foot curled around the edge of the block as he kept his stance shoulder width apart. Yami pressed his watches time and instantly he imagined a gun in his head going off. He pushed off keeping his hands at the side of his head placed over his his. He kept his body at a 45 degree angle as his hands entered the water crossed over each other. His dive was nice and shallow as he broke the water and instantly shot off with a strong free style his legs and arms powering him through the water as he came up when he needed to breathe.

He sped through the water as if he was possessed. He had blocked out everything around him focusing purely on the end of the pool, he had zoned completely out to any and all noise. He crossed the fifty metre gap in the main pool in a time that could make some Olympic swimmers envious. His hands touched the end as he came up taking in a slow breathe. He let the water flow down his hair hanging over his shoulders, with bangs framing his face. Water dripped down him enhancing his already natural bishounen looks. He lifted his right hand bushing the bangs out of his eyes tucking them behind his ears. He looked up to see Bagon holding the stop watch out. He eyed the time on the watch, "Tsk twenty three point six seconds. Just over the regional men's fifty qualifying time. Seems I've gotten slower" muttered the male under his breathe but still could be heard by the other occupant. when he had competed in the Johto regional swimming competition the qualifying time for men's freestyle fifty metres had been twenty-two point eight seconds.

Yami raised a curious eyebrow at the other occupant of the swimming pool, after first when he had saw the short hair he thought the person was a male. However after he took note of her physique featuring an hourglass figure and a large perky chest it was clear she was a girl. His gaze wandered as she swam the length of the pool taking note of her swimming form, impressive was all he thought. When he had first arrived at the academy he had been curious to see or not if anyone would be able to keep up with him in the area of swimming, of course he had decided against signing up for the swim team deciding to throw all his attention into his trainer. Now his interest was peaked it seemed as if he might have found someone to 'compete' again in the area of swimming. While he had found no joy in his swimming he could not deny his own abilities having won a number of competitions. He had won the Regional Johto finals four times in the men's freestyle 100 and 200 metres four years running. He had came first in the school nationals between Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Shinnoh and Unova twice coming second in the third for men's freestyle 100 metres. So he had an impressive number of trophies though it was always a chore as he rarely found someone that could actually compete with him, perhaps this was that person.

He pushed his thoughts away as the girl finished and gave him a jealous glare. Was she jealous of his abilities? He blinked as she coughed a couple of times was she ill? If so why was she out here he wondered. He took in her question as she asked if he swam often, "As of this year. Not particularly. I have found it to be more of a chore than a sport or fun for that matter" commented Yami as he laid back against the wall of the pool. His bagon placed the stop watch on the pavement and jumped in with a laugh as he floated on the water. Yami lifted his right hand to block the splash that his pokemon had created when he leapt in.

Yami turned his attention back to the girl, "I take it you are a new student" said Yami as he ignored his Bagon who was attempting to try and do a hand stand even though with his height he would be unable to, "Hateshiginai, Yamijin. Member of Team hoenn. This is my bagon Seiryuu" said Yami as he introduced himself giving a polite bow of his head

Yami caught her gaze as it wondered over his chest but he chose not to comment on it at all. He was more than aware that his form and own looks tended to track the female eye. It had been the bane of his existence with the number of fan girls he had possessed at his old school especially since he always swam topless this led to quite a number of photos being distributed throughout the school, this thus resulted in a massive boost of his so called 'fan club' which when he left consisted of at least close to fifty percent of the schools female population. He ran his fingers through his long silk locks as the girl proposed a race to see who was better. He lifted his right eyebrow as she stuck out her tongue proclaiming she would win of course. He rubbed his chin in thought before turning to his bagon, "Seiryuu if you'd be so kind as to time for me and start"

The Bagon nodded and swam to the pools edge so he could exist via the stairs. He retrieved the stop watch and stood by the starting line. Yami pulled himself out of the pool and onto the starting blocks. He placed his right foot forward letting his fingers curl around the edge as he set his left behind him a good shoulder width apart. His hands grabbed the edge of the block as he leaned forward so his chest was touching his thighs. It looked as if he would fall in at any moment. He spoke to the girl, "Once your ready my Bagon shall count for us before releasing his flame thrower into the air to start" 

Seiryuu opened his jaws shooting a stream of flames into the air, "Bagon!" he did this as a way to say he acknowledged the order. He looked at the girl and waited for her.

The moment the go was given Yami pushed forth propelling himself towards the water. His hands pierced the water's surface as he went for a shallow dive as normal. The moment he was in his legs kicked and he began his strokes drowning out everything around him keeping a rhythmic pace coming up for air when needed his leg muscles giving their all as they pushed him through the water and his warms pulled him. His bagon running down the side in order to reach the end as the dragon watched the two swimmers. Yami was already swimming next to the new girl his breathing was calm as his eyes bore dead ahead ignoring her and everything else. Something stirred inside of him as his competitive streak rose to the surface telling him to go faster and harder, that he must win. His competitive side was telling him to beat her, if he lost everything he had done up until now would be pointless. All his winnings would mean nothing to him.

While the new girl Nana was keeping up with him the moment he began to push harder was the moment he broke ahead as he create the scenario around him of the old days, that he wasn't racing the new girl that he was racing against one of his old rivals from bag when he was in the competitive leagues. His hand touched the block as he came up having finally reached the end. He shook the water from his hair and panted lightly.

She stretched out to the end, and had never reached so hard in her life, she felt her muscles tug at the max of how far she could reach. Hand clapping onto the tile, she took a gasp of desperate air and dashingly rose to see who had won. Realising the result of the race, she sighed. It seemed to be that she lost by a mere two seconds after Yami. Wiping her hand across her mouth, she gave an obvious jealous sigh. "I- I'm not jealous, n-not at all!" She overlapped her two arms over each other with a pout, huffing a strand away from her sight. "Y-You only won by luck!" Placing her two hands onto the edge, she swiftly pushed herself onto the flooring, grabbing her towel from the side-bench and throwing it around her shoulders. Turning on the heels of her feet, she faced him. "But I must admit, you're pretty good! I haven't had such a challenge in a while.


Yami held back a smug smirk as he kept his calm composure as the girl said she wasn't jealous and he only won by luck. Yami lifted his right hand running it through his long silky black locks. His hair slid back as if it had been combed enhancing his natural bishounen looks. His eyes twinkled as he gave a small grin, "I will admit, you are skilled though compared to my old competition you still have a long to go. specially since I've slacked off in the semester I've been here" spoke Yami as he grabbed the side of the pool with his left hand and pulled himself up onto the block showing off his muscle as water dripped down his chiselled torso. He stood up to his full height a towering six feet four inches. 

Seiryuu came running over throwing Yami his towel in which the male wrapped around his shoulders, "When ever your up for a little competition, swimming or battle wise I would not object to being challenged" spoke Yami in a soft soothing tone almost heavenly as he made his way towards her. A small smile, even though it was small it would make even a frigid woman swoon. He fell to his left knee as he took her hand in his and kissed the back of her knuckles witha  soft tender kiss, "After all what gentleman could deny the request of a beautiful young lady"

Yami watched the following scene with a brief flicker of curiosity as the girl let out a frightened scream and slipped over on the wet stiles landing on her behind. Her gaze as she looked up upon his form one of fear. His eyes softened at this, it seemed she had experienced some form of trauma when it came to physical contact from those of the male gender. He bowed his head as he fell to his knees his stomach touching his thighs as his head touched the wet pavement as he fell into a dogeza pose and spoke in a soft soothing, "I humbly apologise for my sudden course of action as it has caused you deep unrest" spoke Yami as he avoided making eye contact with the girl keeping his eyes on the pavement. Seiryuu blinked as he stood by his master tilting his head to the right, "Bagon?"