Pokémon: Day Bringer

After dealing with the remaining Team Rocket grunts, Haru and the group ensured that all the stolen Pokémon were safe and accounted for. The arrival of the International Police brought a semblance of order to the chaos, though the discovery of charred blueprints on a near-destroyed laptop raised more questions than answers.

Despite the team's success, Haru felt an emptiness gnawing at him—a pain that only grew sharper as he reflected on the encounter with Ariana. Her presence had ripped open wounds he thought he'd long buried. The weight of it all drove him to slip away from the others, his heart heavy and his mind clouded.

Lance found him leaning against a tree just outside the facility. The Champion approached cautiously, his expression a mix of concern and understanding.

"You okay?" Lance asked, his voice low.

Haru didn't meet his gaze. "Not really. Running into you was awkward enough, but seeing her... That was like reliving everything I'd tried to forget. PTSD doesn't even begin to cover it."

Lance nodded, the guilt in his eyes unmistakable. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Haru shook his head. "No."

There was a pause before Lance spoke again. "I know I failed you back then. I've spent years regretting it, and I'm just trying to make things right—"

"Then leave me alone," Haru interrupted, his tone sharp but not unkind. "I need time. That's all."

Lance sighed but nodded, recognizing Haru's need for space. "As you wish. Just... take care of yourself."

As Lance walked away, Haru let out a heavy sigh, pulling his Pokéballs from his belt. One by one, he released his team, each of his Pokémon sensing the storm of emotions within him through their shared connection. Without a word, they surrounded him.

Gyarados, the largest of them, lowered its massive body to the ground, silently inviting Haru to lean against it. Haru climbed onto its back, his posture tense. Swampert approached next, wrapping its strong arms around its trainer in a firm yet comforting embrace. Electivire followed, placing a reassuring hand on Haru's shoulder.

Houndoom curled up beside him, its warm body radiating quiet comfort. Scizor moved closer, its metallic claws resting gently on Haru's arm, its gaze soft with concern. Meowth, the smallest of the group, padded over and perched on Haru's lap, beginning to speak in its unique voice, offering words of encouragement and solidarity.

Haru sighed deeply, his emotions still swirling, but the presence of his team helped ease the weight on his chest. He reached out, sending a pulse of Aura through each of them. It was his way of saying "thank you," and the effect was immediate. His Pokémon relaxed further, their bond with him growing stronger in the quiet moment.

Unbeknownst to him, a shadowy figure observed from a distance. The Yamask, a ghostly Pokémon that had been trailing Haru for some time, watched the scene intently. Its hollow eyes glimmered with an unspoken emotion before it vanished into the air, leaving behind only a faint chill.

As Haru glanced at his Pokémon, a bittersweet smile played on his lips. Despite the pain, the nightmares, and the memories, he wasn't alone. His team was his anchor, his family, and their unwavering support gave him the strength to keep moving forward. For now, that was enough.

"Need someone to talk to?"

Haru turned toward the voice, surprised to see someone unexpected. It wasn't Meowth or one of his Pokémon. Instead, it was Rose, her distinct pink hair flowing freely, no longer tied up in her usual Team Rocket style. She wasn't wearing her uniform, opting instead for a casual outfit that seemed designed to help her blend in. Her demeanor was calm, but the faint tension in her eyes betrayed her unease.

For a moment, Haru blinked, and a memory surfaced—one of another life, another time. A girl with similar pink hair, bright and full of life, appeared in his mind's eye.

"Elizabeth," Haru thought, the name echoing in his mind. But then he quickly shook his head, dismissing the thought. "No, that's impossible. Just like Whitney shares traits with Raven, this is probably another coincidence."

Rose broke the silence, her voice light but carrying a hint of seriousness. "Need someone to talk to?"

Haru's gaze hardened for a moment, as if he were weighing whether to trust her. Finally, he spoke, his tone guarded. "Where's your sister?"

Rose chuckled softly, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Ouch. Ignoring me to talk about my sister? That's cold. But if you must know, she's chatting with Ash. Something about Pikachu's power or whatever."

Haru tilted his head, studying her. "I'm surprised you didn't get captured like the others. You and Ariana both. You're not exactly low-level grunts."

Rose smirked at that, a hint of pride in her expression. "What can I say? We Rockets aren't all the same. Besides," her tone softened, "I was never really in it for Team Rocket's goals. My sister's different. She's... more committed. Me? I prefer to stay on the sidelines."

Haru crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing slightly. "And why are you here now? Why come to me?"

She shrugged, leaning casually against a nearby tree. "Call it curiosity. You're... different. You're not like the rest of them. I can see it in your eyes—there's something deeper going on with you."

Haru stiffened at her words but didn't respond immediately. Instead, he looked back at his Pokémon, each of them still close, offering silent support. Rose noticed this and smiled faintly.

"You have a strong bond with them," she said. "It's rare. Most trainers treat their Pokémon like tools, but you... You treat them like family."

"They are my family," Haru replied, his voice firm. "Something you and your sister wouldn't understand."

Rose flinched slightly at his tone but quickly composed herself. "You might be surprised. Not everyone in Team Rocket is a heartless monster. Some of us are just trying to survive. Some of us... didn't have a choice."

Her words hung in the air, and for a brief moment, Haru saw a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes. It reminded him of the girl he once knew, the one who stood by him in his past life.

Haru sighed, his posture relaxing slightly. "If you're here to talk, then talk. Otherwise, leave me alone."

Rose gave him a small smile, her pink hair catching the light. "Fair enough. But maybe you should think about what's really bothering you. Sometimes, the people we think are our enemies aren't the ones we should be fighting."

With that, she turned and started to walk away, leaving Haru alone with his thoughts and his Pokémon. He watched her go, her words lingering in his mind. For now, he chose to remain silent, letting the presence of his team soothe him. But deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling that his past and present were colliding in ways he couldn't yet understand.

Haru glanced at Rose as she began to walk away and called out, "No, you can stay."

Rose stopped in her tracks, turning back with a raised eyebrow. "Really?" Her voice was laced with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

Haru nodded, his tone softer now. "You're not a bad person. And besides, you have a Crobat. That says enough."

Rose blinked at his words, then smiled as she made her way back toward him. She climbed onto Gyarados's massive form, sitting down next to Haru. The sensation of sitting on the mighty serpent Pokémon was a bit unnerving, but she quickly adjusted. "Crobat, huh? Isn't that the Pokémon that symbolizes friendship? Who made that observation again?"

Haru gave a small chuckle. "Probably Koga. He's the one who really studied the Crobat line back in the day."

Rose nodded thoughtfully, glancing at Haru's team of Pokémon surrounding him. "Makes sense. Guess you'd know, with that aura of yours. You can probably feel the bond, can't you?"

Haru hesitated before replying, "Something like that. Crobat only evolves when the trainer builds a deep trust with it. Seeing you with one tells me you're not like most people in Team Rocket."

Rose leaned back slightly, her hands propped behind her. "You're giving me a lot of credit. I didn't always take care of my Pokémon the way I should have. But... Crobat taught me a lot. It's funny how much a Pokémon can change you when you're paying attention."

Haru nodded, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "Sometimes it's the Pokémon that shape the trainer, not the other way around."

The two sat in silence for a moment, the gentle movements of Gyarados beneath them almost soothing. Haru's other Pokémon stayed close, their presence a silent but comforting reminder of the bonds he had built with them over the years.

Rose broke the silence, her voice quieter this time. "Thanks for letting me stay. I wasn't sure if I'd find anyone to talk to who wouldn't just... see me as the enemy."

Haru glanced at her, his expression softening. "Everyone has their reasons. I'm not here to judge yours. But if you want to stay, don't expect me to let my guard down completely."

Rose smirked faintly. "Fair enough. I wouldn't expect anything less."

For the first time in a while, Haru felt a sense of calm, even if only for a moment. Maybe letting her stay was a step toward understanding—not just her, but the parts of himself he had long buried.

Rose shifted slightly, letting her legs dangle over the side of Gyarados as she watched Haru's Pokémon interact. Swampert playfully nudged Electivire, while Houndoom laid next to Meowth, its tail gently wagging. Scizor stood vigilant, its sharp claws gleaming, while Crobat fluttered nearby, occasionally circling the group.

"You've got an amazing team," Rose said, her tone carrying genuine admiration. "The kind of team most trainers dream of."

Haru gave a small nod, his gaze softening as he watched his Pokémon. "They're more than a team—they're family. Each one has been with me through the worst and best of times."

Rose smiled faintly. "I can tell. The way they respond to you… It's like they can feel what you're going through."

"That's the aura bond," Haru replied. "It's not just about battles. It's about trust, understanding. They know when I'm struggling, even when I don't say it out loud."

Rose glanced at her Crobat, who had perched on Gyarados's back. "I wonder if Crobat feels the same way about me. I mean, I've made mistakes, but… I've been trying to do better."

Haru looked at her, his expression thoughtful. "It wouldn't be with you if it didn't believe in you. Pokémon don't stay with trainers out of obligation—they stay because they choose to."

Rose seemed to mull over his words, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of her jacket. "Hearing that… it kind of makes me want to prove I'm worth that trust."

Haru's lips curved into a faint smile. "That's a good start. But it's not about proving anything—it's about being there, showing up, and putting in the effort every day."

Rose nodded slowly, her gaze distant for a moment before she turned back to Haru. "You know, you're not what I expected. Most people see someone from Team Rocket and don't even bother to listen."

Haru shrugged, leaning back slightly on Gyarados. "I've learned not to judge people too quickly. Everyone's got a story, and it's rarely as simple as it looks from the outside."

Rose studied him for a moment, her expression unreadable. "What about you? What's your story, Haru? You've got this aura of mystery around you—like you've seen and done things most people couldn't even imagine."

Haru hesitated, his gaze flickering to his Pokémon as they all seemed to turn their attention toward him, silently supporting him. "My story... it's not one I share lightly. But let's just say, I've been through enough to know that the past doesn't define you. It's what you do with what you've learned that matters."

Rose tilted her head, intrigued. "Fair enough. But if you ever feel like sharing... I'm a pretty good listener."

Haru gave her a small nod, appreciating the offer even if he wasn't ready to open up. For now, the quiet understanding between them was enough. As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, the two of them sat there in companionable silence, their shared moment a rare reprieve from the chaos of their lives.

Haru then looked at Rose. "may I ask something".

Rose looked at him. "Why I joined Team Rocket right".

Haru looked at her as he spoke. "Yes, why did you and your sister join".

Rose looked at him as she spoke to him. "We need a place to stay we are orphan, our parents died when I was 10, Diamond was just 5 back then, we didn't know where to go and will we were found by Archer and he took us In, in way he adopted us but it was more of a we became employes".

Haru just looked at her as she spoke. "Then why don't you leave".

Rose just looked at Haru as she continue. "I don't really know why, maybe because we are scared".

Haru stayed silent for a moment, processing Rose's words. He could sense the weight behind them—something deeper than just fear, something that had kept her tethered to Team Rocket all these years. The shadows of her past seemed to hang over her, unspoken yet palpable.

"You don't have to stay because you're scared," Haru said softly, his voice gentle but firm. "I understand what it's like to feel trapped, to not know what comes next. But there are always choices, even when it feels like there aren't any."

Rose let out a shaky breath, her eyes fixed on the horizon as if she was trying to see something that wasn't there. "It's not that simple. You don't know what it's like to be alone, with nothing, no one."

Haru didn't speak for a moment, then shook his head. "I might not have your exact experience, but I know what it's like to be alone. To have nothing but your own will to keep you going. You get stronger that way, but you also get tired."

Rose looked at him, searching his face for any hint of insincerity, but she found none. "So what? You think I can just walk away from everything? Leave Diamond behind?"

Haru's expression softened. "No. You don't have to leave everything behind. But you don't have to stay in a place that hurts you, either. I'm sure Diamond would want you to be happy, to be free. Don't you think?"

Rose hesitated, the doubt clear in her eyes. "I... I don't know. I've spent so long in this life, I don't know what it means to do anything else."

"You don't have to figure it all out at once," Haru said. "Just take one step at a time. You have your Pokémon, you have your sister, and you have yourself. And if you need help, you don't have to do it alone."

For a long moment, Rose didn't say anything. She just looked at him, her lips pressed into a thin line as she processed everything he'd said. The air was heavy with unsaid things, but there was something in Haru's words that made her feel... lighter, even if just for a moment.

"I don't know if I can just leave Team Rocket," Rose finally said, her voice quieter now. "But maybe... maybe I'll think about it. For the first time in a long time, maybe I'll think about it."

Haru gave her a small, understanding nod. "That's all anyone can do—think about it. And take it one day at a time."

Rose smiled softly, the first real smile she'd had in a long time. "Thanks, Haru. I think I needed to hear that."

Haru offered a small grin in return. "Anytime."

They both sat there in the fading light, the weight of the conversation slowly lifting as they shared the silence, knowing that, for now, it was enough.

To be continued

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