{"id":1967,"date":"2012-07-03T23:47:25","date_gmt":"2012-07-04T03:47:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aroceu.com\/fic\/?p=1967"},"modified":"2024-12-31T23:50:08","modified_gmt":"2025-01-01T03:50:08","slug":"challenges","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aroceu.com\/fic\/1967\/","title":{"rendered":"Challenges"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Why are you here again?&#8221; is what Green asks when Ethan enters his gym.<\/p>\n<p>Ethan looks nervous, maybe. Like he&#8217;s been planning this out for days, weeks, maybe even months (okay, no, don&#8217;t think something as ridiculous as this), but then suddenly he doesn&#8217;t know what to say, even though he&#8217;s rehearsed it tons of times in front of his mirror. Green can imagine it, Ethan rehearsing saying something in front of his mirror.<\/p>\n<p>He can&#8217;t imagine Ethan rehearsing something like, &#8220;Will you go out with me?&#8221; though, when Ethan suddenly says it and Green thinks\u00a0<em>Oh<\/em>. Really, maybe he should&#8217;ve seen it coming, and berates himself for being slow.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What? No,&#8221; says Green. And then, as an afterthought, &#8220;I&#8217;m not gay.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh,&#8221; says Ethan. He doesn&#8217;t look &#8211; disappointed, really. More just sad, and it makes something twinge in Green. Not his heart, though. And the twinge was definitely out of guilt.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Unless you mean like,&#8221; Green says. &#8220;Just. Getting something to eat. Then. Sure.&#8221; He thinks\u00a0<em>that&#8217;s what going out with someone means<\/em>\u00a0but promptly ignores this thought.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh.&#8221; Ethan looks like he doesn&#8217;t know what to feel, and Green doesn&#8217;t blame him. &#8220;Um. Then. That&#8217;s okay.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;There&#8217;s a good restaurant near here, want to go for lunch?&#8221; says Green.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What? Now?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You didn&#8217;t expect me to go get something to eat with you later, did you? You&#8217;re here, I&#8217;m here, and it&#8217;s nearly noon.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Green slips off of the chair that he always sits in when he waits for new trainers, and nudges eevee out of her pokeball &#8211; it&#8217;s about time for her stretch, anyways.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;C&#8217;mon, you&#8217;re the one asked who asked me out in the first place, let&#8217;s go,&#8221; he says as he walks toward his gym doors. As he hears Ethan follow behind him, he adds in a mutter, &#8220;Don&#8217;t know why you&#8217;re so slow.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>*<\/p>\n<p>It turns out that Ethan has been to the restaurant Green had been referring to before, and he&#8217;s even friends with some of the waitresses &#8211; they know his name. For some reason this makes Green see, well, green, though he has no idea why.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So,&#8221; says Green, after Ethan smiles and laughs a giggling waitress away. &#8220;You&#8217;re gay.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Ethan falters and looks at Green, but doesn&#8217;t deny it. &#8220;I guess,&#8221; he says, half-hearted shrug and casual glance away his answer.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And you have a crush on me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s not a crush, I\u00a0<em>like<\/em>\u00a0you,&#8221; says Ethan, and then looks embarrassed at admitting it. &#8220;There&#8217;s a difference, because I had a crush on Red once.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh.&#8221; Green is surprised, and sees green,\u00a0<em>again<\/em>. Damn. &#8220;What makes it different?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I liked you before I had a crush on Red, and I still like you now.&#8221; Ethan picks at his macaroni. &#8220;Um. 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