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Boundaries	By : littleolmee Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 1608 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. See full disclaimer below.

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Blanket disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. I do not claim any rights to Pokemon Sun and Moon or any characters associated with the game/manga/anime. This also applies to the original characters and character development based on Eleanor Bick's comics 'El's Alolan Adventures'. No money was made from this fanfiction.

Author Notes: As pointed out above this fanfiction is based around elements from the game, the manga, the anime, and mainly Eleanor Bick's comics 'El's Alolan Adventures'. I found her comics through Utube; some groups were narrating her comics, I stalked her until I found her Tumbler account, and absolutely fell in love with her art, this comic, and especially her portrayal of Guzma, her original character El, and their interactions. Hence, this short fanfiction was created. I have obtained permission from Eleanor Bick to write/post this story. Here is a link to her Tumbler account so you too can read her wonderful comic and see her amazing art. This link is to the master post of the comic. https://elbdot.tumblr.com/post/187763260384/els-alolan-adventures-masterpost

Author's Note about characters & story: Taken from Eleanor Bick's site to describe her take on the characters, & her original character El. El is 20 yrs old, 5 ft 6 in tall, has brown shoulder-length hair with green eyes, she is the current champion of the Alola League, a random jumble of letters is a nonsense sounds which is El's way of substituting for cursing. Guzma is portrayed as being 23 and 6 ft 5 in tall, he is living with Hala. Guzma having gray eyes was taken from Bulbapedia. Hau is 13, not 10 like in the game, according to Eleanor's comic. So there is the character set up. Eleanor's comic takes place after the end of the game/manga/anime and this story takes place after the comics Eleanor Bick currently has up as of Nov 2020. This is purely fanfiction & in no way will affect her comics. I've also rated the story high for Guzma's cursing, talk about child abuse, talk about toxic relationships.

Story Break . . . .

Sitting up in bed Guzma blearily looked towards the open window mumbling "What the hell is that?"

From the other bed, Hau rolled over, wrapping the pillow around his head in an attempt to block out the sound.

Laying back down Guzma tried Hau's idea of wrapping the pillow around his head, but there was no blocking that sound out.

Fed up he stomped to the window, leaning out and yelled back 'Aaaahhhh!'

In the next bed over Hau popped open his eyes "Aaahhh. . . ." he groaned rolling his eyes at his roommate.

Hearing Guzma pulling on a pair of pants Hau rolled over and set up. Watching him finish pulling on his pants over his boxers and move to the door Hau whispered, "Where are you going?"

"I'm goin' to find out who the hell is screaming and shut them up." He whispered back before closing the door after him.

"Good luck with that." Hau replied rolling out of bed to go shut the window so he could try and get some sleep.

Guzma softly shut the front door with his tennis shoes in one hand. Sitting down on the steps of Hala's house, he pulled on his shoes then wandered over by the battle stage in the center of town.

Straining his ears, he waited for the sound of that crazy mother fucker screaming their fool head off. "Bingo." Turning towards the east side of town he started slinking that way.

He'd spent many years before Team Skull crawling all over this island including after dark following after some random blink of light, a soft chirp, or barely audible buzz. He had confidence in his ears and his ability to move stealthily.

The idea that it might be one of the punks or worse the brats from what use to be Team Skull fluttered around his mind.

Yeah, he'd disbanded the group, but when he ran into the kids that use to follow him he always actively pushed them to keep moving forward and not fall back into being the same assholes they had been.

He didn't want to be like the adults that had abandoned him when he started acting out. Didn't want any of them to make the same mistakes he did.

He sure as hell didn't make his life any better by wallowing in his pain and taking it out on everyone that crossed his path.

But he also had to make amends to everyone and work on himself. Staying around with the same people wasn't going to help him change. Hence why he didn't want them to rely on him too much either.

No, he wasn't going to be like Hau who'd taken up shouting encouragement to a couple of punks they'd approached at the Beachfront a few weeks ago.

He'd told them if they like the beach so much to consider doing something they could be at the beach and do. Since then the two had decided for themselves to try for the lifeguard test and Hau met up with them to quiz them and help them with practice.

Yeah maybe future baby kahuna could do that, but he couldn't.

At the edge of Iki Town, there was this small cliff. It wasn't much of one; a little taller than a young kid, but not just anyone could scale the thing.

Luckily, he'd been gifted by some unknown ancestor with one heck of a build. Grasping the palm with one hand as high as he could reach he swung himself out and released, landing with a thud on the path of Route 3.

Waiting a few minutes until the fool howled again he turned to head up Route 3 towards the bridge.

Coming around the bend towards the bridge, Guzma looked around seeing if he could spot anyone and noticed someone on the cliff looking over Kala'e Bay.

Slouching down he slinked through the edge of the grass ready to give someone a piece of his mind for yelling loud enough to wake him up in Iki Town.

He finally got a good look at who it was. He slunk out of the grass asking El, "What in the absolute hell are you doing?'

Jerking around El was shocked to find Guzma without his normal jacket trudging out from the tall grass. She wasn't expecting anyone to come to find her.

"I'm channeling my inner Guzma." She snarked yelling once again.

"Uh. What?"

Sighing, El looked back at him and pouted at his confused look. "Well. . . I figured I'd end up breaking my hand if I tried hitting a tree so this was the next best thing I could come up with."

A slight smirk played across his lips at her answer. "Yeah duh. Look at you compared to me. It's like comparing Golispod to a Cutiefly."

El stuck her tongue out at him. "That's why I'm doing this. . . . Aaaah!"

Guzma chuckled to himself, shoving his hands into his pockets. " So does it help to howl at the moon like a Lycanroc?"

"Actually. . . it does."

Taking a deep breath while sliding up next to her Guzma hollered "Aaaahhh!"

Glancing over at her, he gave her a sly smirk. She smiled back at him before screaming again.

"I think I'm losing my voice" El admitted after almost an hour of taking turns yelling, which at some point turned into a match to see who could yell the loudest?

The big guy had one heck of a set of lungs on him.

Walking closer to the edge Guzma plopped down. Patting the spot next to him, inviting her over "Let's give it a rest Guzma Jr."

Sitting next to him, she admitted. "I told my dad to go fuck himself."

Blinking in surprise that she actually said fuck, Guzma felt proud of her and patted her on the back. "Way to go. That’s how you live up to the Guzma Jr name." He teased her.

Waiting a moment he asked, "Anything else happen?"

"Just a lot of yelling. I finally told him a lot of stuff I've been holding in for a long time."

Pulling one of her legs up El used it to prop her head up. "I'm kind of ticked at my mom and Kukui too. I mean someone had to ask Kukui to pick dad up and no one told me he was coming. I'm also mad dad just showed up along with all the things he said."

"Yeah. . . ." Guzma nodding. "That was kind of a shit move on everyone’s part, huh?"

Tapping him with the back of her hand she yelled, her voice cracking a little. "I know, right?!” Coughing to clear her voice she went on, softer this time. “I mean sure I need to stand up for myself with my dad. I already knew that, but does it have to be an ambush?"

"I'll punch Kukui for ya if you want me to." Guzma offered.

Smiling at his offer, El shook her head. "I not sure I want to see Big Bad Guzma face off against the Masked Royal."

He snickered "That almost sounds like fun."

Yawning, El put her head back down against her leg again.

“It’s my fault you guys argued though, right?”

“What?”

“Come on. Your dad took one look at me and seen some punk-ass hoodlum near his daughter and lost his shit, right?”

El looked away sheepishly.

Sighing, Guzma leaned his head back closing his eyes. “I knew it.”

She noticed his knuckles were messed up again. Guess Hala’s breathing technique didn’t work.

“Yes. He did have a lot to say about you. That’s not what caused us to fight though.”

Picking his head up he looked over at her.

“It wouldn’t matter what I stood up to him about it. Just me not doing what he told me to do would’ve ended in a fight. Actually, it’s thanks to him trying to tell me what to do over you that made me mad enough to stand up to him.”

“I didn’t want to be the reason you two fought. You didn’t have to stand up to him over me.” Guzma muttered.

“Yes, I did. I’m not going to let anyone tell me who I can talk to, be friends with, or tell me what to do with my life. I argued with him because I wasn’t going to put up with it anymore. So stop putting yourself down and trying to take the blame for something that isn’t your fault.”

Giving him a glare she asked “Or are you going to try and tell me what to do too?”

Snickering, he shook his head. “No way.”

“Good.” She laid her head back against her knee.

Guzma watched the moon for a few more moments, just enjoying the quiet and being with El. Looking over at her he noticed her starting to drift off.

Giving her a light shake he pushed himself up and gave her his hand. "Come on. The outside ain't no place to sleep. Trust me, I did it way too many times in the past."

Pulling her up he offered. "Let's go. . . I'll walk you home."

She didn't budge when he tried to pull her along. "I don't want to. I don't want to argue with him anymore; at least not tonight or first thing when I wake up. I'd probably end up telling him to go jklfhgds himself again."

It didn’t escape him that she was back to making nonsense sounds instead of cussing. Maybe howling at the moon did work. He’d try to remember that next time.

"Well. . . you can't stay here." Sighing Guzma starts pulling her again. "At least come back to Hala's place with me."

They didn't head along the road, but the big guy silently drug her to a small cliff jutting out that separated Iki Town from Route 3. Before she could say anything he took advantage of his huge build and scaled right up the side like he'd done it his whole life.

He probably had been doing it most of his life El thought picturing a young Guzma running all over the island.

Leaning back over the side once he was on top he offered his hand to her, she took it without a second thought.

Gee this guy's as strong as a Bewear she thought as he effortlessly pulled her to the top and lead her into Iki Town towards Hala's place.

He fixed them some Tapu Cocoa while she went to the bathroom and grabbed her an extra blanket that he laid over the back of the couch.

When she came back she plopped down beside him on the couch and took the offered cocoa.

"So. . . ." He quietly asked. "What next?"

Sighing, she sadly smiled into her cocoa. "Next? I finish this cocoa. Talk with you. Probably pass out on this couch at some point and hope I still have a voice in the morning."

Guzma hummed in agreement with her. "You know, I've been talking with Teach about my parents."

"You have?" She sat up a little straighter and watched him.

"Yeah. Hala told me that it's okay to set boundaries especially with unacceptable behavior. Even with family. If they walk through your boundaries, are toxic or abusive it's alright for your own sake to limit contact, even go no contact if need be. It's okay to care about someone and still realize for your own wellbeing you can't be around them."

"Wow." El knew there were still some folks on Melemele that thought Guzma's dismissive behavior and cussing meant Hala was wasting his time trying to teach him. It was times like this he proved they were wrong.

"Are you going to make contact with your parents again?"

"I'm thinking in the future trying to catch my mom when she's alone. Gotta figure out just how much is safe to tell her in case she can't keep it to herself."

El put a hand against his in support.

"I don't know if I can ever forgive my dad. . . . But Hala said that was okay too."

When Guzma glanced over at her, she was struck at the look of awe on his face.

"I shit you not I was shocked as hell when he told me that." He admitted. "I mean the guy who's all peace, love, all that crap telling me it was okay to feel what I feel towards them, yo' know. Back when I was a kid you usually heard 'You should respect 'em they're your parents' and crap like that."

El just nodded. She knew to give Guzma some time to gather himself, he'd usually open up more.

"The old guy said he'd been studying, so he was better equipped to help me and others who might have a similar situation, and he plans on teaching Hau too so future kahunas can do a better job supporting the people."

"Anyway you don't have to 'forgive and forget' about shit people do to ya." Rolling his eyes he explained. "That 'forgive and forget' bull is just something people say to try and gaslight ya so you feel like you can't hold them accountable for their bad behavior."

Staring down at his cup of Tapu Cocoa Guzma took a sip before chugging the whole thing.

El smiled at his way of drinking cocoa, taking a sip of her own. Good thing he didn't drink anything harder than Tapu Cocoa.

"The trick is you don't sit around and wallow in the pain others cause ya. It's best to learn a healthy way to deal with what you're feeling and move on with your life. You don't use your pain as an excuse to be an asshole." Sighing Guzma looked away, he looked like he felt a little guilty.

"That and don't close off your heart. You'll miss out on a lot of good if you aren't willing to take a chance on people. We're all just people, and we all fuck up sometimes. It's what you do after you realize you fucked up that folks should decide what to do towards you."

"Anyway I just figured if everyone can give me another chance after all the shit I pulled maybe I should at least test the waters with my mom."

"Don't get it wrong. She's got shit to make right too, she didn't stand up for me as she should have, but I figure she might have been beaten down about as much as I was. So maybe if I get my own life straightened out I can reach out to her?"

"Just be careful. We could forgive you because you're actually trying to change."

Guzma nodded. "Yeah. It's just if you can forgive me. . . . Maybe if your dad straightens his shit out you could give him a chance too?"

Turning to look at her Guzma smiled at her scrunching up her nose at what he said. "Don't get it twisted. I'm not telling you what to do with your ol' man. Hell, I don't even know why I'm telling you all this shit anyway. You probably got this adulting and healthy emotions crap down to an art form compared to me."

They both chuckled.

"Not right now because I know you're pissed and he needs to make things right. Just in the future, if he can show he's trying to change you could hear him out and maybe at least give him a chance like you did me. You've forgiven worse villains, right?"

Leaning her head back El rolled her eyes. "Ugh. . . . Why do you have to make so much sense when I just want to be mad?"

Guzma bumped his shoulder into hers. "Pfft. . . . Maybe I'm starting to grow up and getting this adulting shit down too, huh?"

"Guess we can't lag behind forever huh?"

They sat together in silence for a few minutes before El started talking again. "Thanks. Even if you think I've got it all together having you validate my feelings and remind me it's okay to be mad and insist things be different with my dad and I really does help. It means a lot to me that you're here with me like this." She answered giving a huge yawn.

"Whatever. Ju-just shut up and go to sleep already." He said yawning too. "Now you gave it to me."

"I'd love to sleep, but my mind is still going a million miles a second about what to do with my dad." She admitted.

"Listen. This house gets up at the Ass. Crack. Of. Dawn. You and I will be dragging tomorrow." Guzma rolled his eyes remembering how damn tired he was when he first moved in.

"Look Hele makes a mean breakfast. Just stay here, eat, and we can all talk about what it is you want to do. Probably wouldn't hurt to hear what Hala's got to say."

"Sounds like a plan. Still not sure I can get to sleep though."

"Oh, I got a sure-fire method to put you to sleep." Twisting to face her he slouched down, so he was more at her eye level. "Just look into my eyes for a bit."

"Wh-what?" She asked laughing.

"I'm going to put you to sleep." He explained.

"How?"

"I'll hypnotize ya'. Just call me Great Guzdini."

"Come on, you can't put me to sleep like that." She challenged.

"Oooh, a challenge huh? Alright, it's a bet."

"What do I win when you lose?" El asked, squinting her eyes at him.

"Che, this time winner picks 'cause I know I can put you to sleep." Yawning again he shook his head. "Too damn tired to think of anything right now, so I'll decide later what I want."

"Alright then. Put me to sleep Great Guzdini" She challenged him staring into his grey eyes.

He wiggled his eyebrows at her before clearing his throat. "Relax. . . ." He whispered, dragging out the sounds of the word. His deep voice for once soft and coaxing.

Her eyes widened. She hadn't realized just how sensual his voice could be.

"Sleep. . . ." He repeated the same way.

He could probably charm honey out of a mad Combee hive with a voice like that El thought.

It wasn't long before his calm, deep voice lulled her head to lean against him and her eyes to flutter shut. Getting moved around, so he could support her better against his chest, he continued a few more times before he was sure she was sound asleep then smiled at his accomplishment.

Back when he was a kid he'd learned if he spoke that way to Bug Pokemon he could soothe them, seemed he still had the touch. He figured if he got El to stop thinking and talking for a few minutes and calm her down she'd be asleep within moments.

Sitting there for a moment to bask in his glory of having put her to sleep Guzma figured he better head off to bed. He wasn't lying when he said the house got up at the ass crack of dawn.

Looking down at El quietly breathing against his chest, one hand curled under her chin clenching his tank top, and his one arm wrapped around her, he finally realized just what he'd done.

He'd been concentrating on getting her to sleep and completely disregarded how they were situated against one another, if he moved he'd wake her back up. He'd just fucked himself.

"Guzma what is wrong with you. . . ." He sighed leaning his head back against the top of the couch.

Glancing over at El sleeping soundly against him, a faint smile and blush played across his face.

Maybe just maybe this mistake wasn't so bad after all he thought. Closing his eyes he drifted off to sleep.

At some point in the middle of the night Hala on his way to get a drink found the two fast asleep.

He wasn't real happy about Guzma having his feet on the coffee table again, but he'd let him off the hook this time. Grabbing a second blanket to covered Guzma's from his waist down and used the one on the back of the couch to drape around El's shoulders.

Hala couldn't help but smile at the pair. El was curled up against Guzma's side using his chest as a pillow and Guzma stretched out across the couch cushion and coffee table because of his height had one arm wrapped protectively around the girl.

He wondered how they ended up that way. Well, no matter what it made a sweet picture of how much the two relied on one another.

Hope they can take the teasing they're going to get in the morning he thought shuffling back to bed.

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