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Oh could I request Volo and adaman? I just think those two had to have gotten bored waiting for the protag to get to the lakes ykwim.

Oo, these two! I haven't written for Legend Arceus in a hot minute! I've gotcha covered, anon! :)

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Adaman gasped awake, eyes wide as he sat up, feeling his chest, his shirt, his hair. “How long has it been?”

Volo, who had been sitting by with his Togepi, gave him a bored stare. “Five minutes, Adam.”

“Pfft- no fun. You can at least pretend with me.” Adaman groaned, falling back into the grass with a huff. He and Volo had been waiting for what feels like centuries for Akari. She was a sweet, dedicated girl.

So dedicated in fact she was notorious for being incredibly, almost unforgivingly late.

Okay- not true for the most part. Important events and meetings were there on the dot, if not a few minutes too early. She never left Adaman waiting if he needed to see her asap. Really- it was his own fault for not specifying this meetup was important.

It wasn’t- but it would have gotten her here faster. Now he and Volo had to wait for her to finish catching whatever pokemon a villager required. He prayed to Arceus and back it wasn’t a female Combee. They’d be there for days.

Now they were here, waiting for Akari to arrive so they could get their Pokemon battle going. Adaman was slowly but surely losing ways to entertain himself. He tried teaching his Pokemon to sing, laid on his back and patted a song against his belly. He tried taking a nap, but the sun was too bright and he had too much energy. He then tried pretending he was waking up from a 1000 year old coma, he and Volo the last remaining survivors of this foreign land.

Yes he was an adult and the leader of the Diamond Clan. He could act like a kid when he wanted to!

…Arguing with himself didn’t ease his boredom either. Damnit!

Volo decidedly ignored the last verbal comment he made, turning his attention back to Togepi. If he was bored, he sure knew how to hide it. His expression was calm, hands busy as they tossed a little ball to the Pokemon and back. Adaman figured waiting around was part of the Merchant game.

That’s great for him, but he was losing his mind!

“Hey, let’s play a game.” Adaman rolled onto his belly, grinning at the blonde. “Truth or Truther.”

“Isn’t it Truth or Dare?” Volo raised a brow, blinking at the other curiously.

“Yeah, but if we start getting into dares, we might just forget about Akari. Besides, I wanna know more about you.” He grinned a classic cheshire cat grin, eyes twinkling as Volo squirmed. “Nervous I'll learn something juicy about you, Merchant?”

“Hehe…no, I’ll be fine.” Volo cleared his throat, sitting back. “Alright. Who’s gonna start?”

“I’ll go. What’s your type?” Right for the jugular.

“.....Normal?” Volo blinked, looking at Togepi. “Also Psychic I suppose.”

“No, no- I mean; what’s your type in people?” Adaman almost laughed at how obtuse Volo seemed. It was strangely endearing. “Like- what do you find attractive?”

“Oh…Oh!” Volo blushed, both from embarrassment at missing the question and just…the context. “I erm…I guess I like all kinds of people…maybe more so those who are interested in mythology and history…”

“Ah, a nerd.” Adaman nodded appreciatively. “My turn. I like tall blonde merchants who sell good stuff and are also into history.”

Volo blinked, face red and eyes widening. Adaman wagged his eyebrows.

“Ugh, you’re awful.” Volo laughed, hiding his face in his hands for a moment. Pushing his hair out of his face, he gestured to Adaman. “Okay, your turn. Ugh…any weaknesses?”

“Tall Blonde Merchants-”

“Real weaknesses?” Volo waved him off with a snort.

“Hmm….” Adaman hummed, thinking about it. “I overwork myself. When I get into something, I don’t stop until I’m done with it completely, so I tend to take breaks and rest.” He laughed, leaning into his arms. “Got a little real there.”

“I like it.” Volo smiled teasingly. “It’s the real you.”

“Ugh, you’re gonna make me blush.” Adaman grinned. “What about you? What’s your weakness?”

Volo hesitated again- he did that alot, the Clan leader started to notice- like he had a lot of thoughts but was selective in the ones he shared.. Gnawing at his lip, he sat in consideration for a few moments before speaking. “I’m ticklish.”

“Come again?” Adaman blinked.

“I’m ticklish.” Volo said again. “Does that bother you?”

“No, no not at all, just…I think you’re the first person I’ve ever met who just…admitted it.” Adaman blinked, taking it in. “Most people try to hide it, yeah?”

“Sure, but I’ve learned not to bother.” Volo shrugged, a teasy smile on his lips. “Not when a certain clan leader before me is way more ticklish than I-”

He was gone. When’d Adaman leave?

“Adam?” He sat up, blinking as he looked around. That’s when he felt it, a cool and devious presence behind him.

“Should have kept it a secret, Volo.” The voice spoke in his ear, making him jump. “Now I’m curious.”

~~~

In hindsight, Volo was rather shortsighted.

He figured Adaman would be stunned long enough for Volo to get the jump on him- or at least come from the front so he could grab his ribs- Adaman was pretty bad there if he recalled.

And yet- he forgot one simple detail.

Adaman was tricky.

“Ahehahhahaa! Wahhahahait, whahahhahahait hoohohohohoohohld ohoohohohhohon!” Volo cried, squeaking in laughter as fingers attacked his sides, pressing past his layers and going right for the ticklish spots across his ribs. “Adahahahhhamahahahahn!”

“Why wait? Don’t you like being tickled, Volo?” Adaman cooed at him, grinning from ear to ear as he worked his fingers along his torso, pinching his waist and giving his armpits the occasional prod, making the blonde yelp and snort. “Aww, aren’t you a cutie! Look at how much you’re smiling!”

Volo squeaked, doubling over as he tried blocking out the hands working towards his belly. “Ahahahahhadaahhahamn, plehaehhahahahse! Gehahahahahhahaa not thheheehehhehhere!”

“Aww, why not? Does it tickle that bad?” Adaman asked, daring a few jabs and earning quite the laugh. “Man, you were so confident earlier too! I bet you thought you could trick me, huh? Poor ticklish Volo- as if you could ever defeat me.” He grinned gently pushing the other over so he could sit on his hips, fingers flying over his belly and making him squeal. “Can’t fight back, can you? You’re just to ticklish for your own good, you cute wittle ticklish guy, you!”

“Nohohohoohoohoho! Dohohoohn’t you dahahahhahre!” Bright red, Volo covered his face with his hands, a gesture that lasted only a second before they shot back down, trying to block out Adaman’s hands as they wiggled past his shirt and jacket. “Ahahahhahahdamahahahhan! THehehehehhey’re coohohoohohld!”

What are my hands? Well, warm them up for me!” He grinned, laughing as Volo flailed beneath him, feet kicking against the grass and back arching. His hat tumbled off at one point, spilling liquid gold across the green earth. That combined with his rosy he looked, Adaman swore Volo looked like some fallen angel.

Damn- he’s got it bad.

“Gehahhahahhahahhaha! Oohoohohohokay ohohoohohkay! Stahhhahhap ihiihhihiiht!” Volo pleaded, grabbing Adaman’s hands within his own, pushing them up and out of the way. Gasping for air, he glared some, his face half hidden in his hair. “Thehehere…”

“Hmm…alright. But I want one more thing before I stop for real.” Adaman grinned, starting to lean down. Volo looked confused, then panicked.

“No! Nohohoohooho, don’t you dahah-AAHAHAHAHHARE!” Volo all but shrieked when Adaman pressed his face against his belly, blowing a loud unforgiving raspberry dead center. All of Volo’s strength left his body, leaving him drained and exhausted in helpless giggles.

“Pfft- Bahahaha! Oh man, that was great!” Adaman tittered, falling off the other and into the grass beside him, grinning cheekily. “We need to do that more often!”

“Leheheht’s not…and say whehehe did.” Volo groaned, making the clan leader laugh harder. Once he’d calmed himself, he reached out, brushing a few loose strands of hair out of his eyes.

“Golden hair, silver eyes. How pretty.” He mused, making Volo blush deeper.

“Shush.” He went to swat him away, but Adaman caught his hand, letting their fingers intertwine. Volo didn’t fight back. They laid like that for a moment, something quiet yet growing brewing between them. Adaman felt himself start to lean in-

“Hey! There you two are!” They shot apart, Volo sitting up flustered while Adaman rolled away, posing at the last minute. Akari blinked as she came up the hill, furrowing her brows. “Did something happen?”

“Just uh- Pokemon ambush.” Volo cleared his throat, pulling hair back into a bun before plopping his hat on. “Speaking of, how’d your hunt go? Anything good?”

Akari lit up as she went into details about her search, telling Volo all about it while Adaman watched in the background. Something soft lit the blonde’s face as he listened, or perhaps it was just how the sun hit it in that moment.

Yep. he definitely had it bad.

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