Alola Island Kidnapping: Guzma X Reader (girl/boy)

'Wait. What did I just agree to? Dying my hair?'

You were standing in Guzma's glorious bathroom alone when you realized what exactly was going on. Before then, you were just happy to have your Pokémon back by your side so you werent exactly paying attention.

Guzma barged in making you flinch into reality and he had someone new with him. He pulled in a boy, probably a little younger than you, and said, "(your name), meet Gladion. He ain't around much, but he's the best at doin hair and whatever."

'Oh yeah...it really looks like it...' you thought sarcastically. Good thing you didn't say it out loud again.

Gladion was much shorter than Guzma, wore ripped clothes that reminded you of the emo phase you tried out in middle school, and his blonde hair was chopped all weird. Mostly his hair covered his face.

'I'm not sure I want this dude near my hair, but it's just dye right? I can just dye it again if it looks weird.'

Gladion: "Hey." He barely looked at you and his voice was super monotone.
"Uh hi."
Gladion: "So how short do you want your hair?" He pulled out huge Edward scissor hand looking scissors out of nowhere.
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Guzma: "Whoops, sorry bout that. Heh, (your name) is only getting dyed today."
Gladion: "whatever."

He pulled out the purple dye kit and started working his emo magic. Guzma waited in his room. He had information to look up for yalls trial run.

Gladion walked out the bathroom and faced Guzma. Guzma looked up from his laptop and anxiously slammed it shut. You then walked out with your fresh, fluffy, purple hair.

Gladion: "Here (he/she) is. I'm leaving now." He picked up his gear and left. Guzma didn't even pay attention to him. He was in awe just looking at the new you. You started blushing.

"Haha, so um, are you ready for that trial run?"
Guzma: "You. You. You look amazing (your name)."
"Ha thanks...so?"
"Oh! Right! Yeah. Let's get going aight."

You walked outside and it felt amazing. You had been locked in that dusty mansion for so long that the air felt like a luxury. As you and Guzma walked you couldn't help but take in the scenery with your arms spread out as if you were about to hug the wind. Guzma looked down at you from the corner of his eye and chuckled to himself, "crazy kid."

For the majority of the walk you didn't think about where you were going, who you were with, and why you weren't flying away on Flygon to your old life. You felt like your old-old self. Just living life, causing chaos, and taking in the adventure. You were so full of adrenaline that you asked Guzma to race you to a route sign up ahead.

"Say Guzma, wanna race to that sign over there?"
"Heh, what're ya talking about kid. I'll crush you in anything."
"Sounds like you're scared." You crossed your arms and smiled maliciously.
He stopped in front of you abruptly making you run into his back. He was so much bigger that he didn't even move. He turned around and hunched down to your level.
"Ya boy ain't scared of nothing. Ready to lose?"
"Ha! We will see about that."

You both got into racing positions, counted to three, and took off running. You thought you would have the advantage being as small as you were, but nope. Not even close. He won and was standing at the sign with his hands on his hips waiting for you to catch up.

G: "Told ya kid, can't beat me."
"What...*pant* the....*pant* heck?"
"Hahaha! Told ya I was an athlete back in the day. Heh, still got it." He turned around and looked at the route sign.

G: "Ok. We are pretty close to the trial so I'm going to tell-"
???: "(your name)?!?!?!?"

The voice came out of nowhere, but you recognized it immediately. It was your fiancé. He was accompanied by an unfamiliar (woman/man).

"(Fiancé)?! What-what are you doing here?!"
F: "What?! I was going to say the same to you! Nobody has seen you in weeks!"
You started to get angry as you remembered seeing that his trial opened up even though you were still "missing". You both started yelling at each other. Guzma and mystery (chick/dude) watched and kept their mouths shut.
"Well you never came to find me!"
"Yes I did! I had all the trial captains on every island searching for you. I had no choice but to give up whenever I received your letter."

'Letter? What the hell is he talking about?'

"What letter (fiancé)?!?"
"The letter stating that you were done with me and that you ran off to join some organization!"

'What? I never wrote that. Who would say that? Was it...Guzma?' You calmed down from all the confusion and stood there in silence, staring at the ground.

Fiancé: "You know what (your name), when you said you were joining an organization, I expected the Aether foundation or something. But seeing you now, I see what you meant. You joined team skull. I guess you really haven't changed after all."

He took the mystery (chick's/dude's) hand and they walked off. You just stood there in silence more before Guzma put his hand on your shoulder and said, "you don't need em."

You pulled yourself away and looked him in the eyes, furious. "How could you?! You told my fiancé that I joined team skull?! Just so I would have to stay there, with you, forever?!"
"What?! No! I didn't send a damn letter to anyone! But even if I did, he was real quick to believe it. Isn't that sayin somethin?"

You turned away and sat down on the ground. It conveniently started to down pour. You just sat there with your thoughts and regrets. You weren't crying, you were done with all of that. You didn't have any tears left in your system. Guzma put his huge jacket over you and sat down.

G: "I actually like the rain ya know? If we didn't have it, we would be nothin. Just like if I didn't make team skull, I would be nothing. I always thought that if I weren't around, my parents wouldn't even notice. Their perfect kid was Darla. And that's all they needed. So I made my own family instead. Full of brothers and sisters that are way totally better than that Darla. Haha."

You thought for a second and stood up abruptly.
"Wait...DARLA! That's it! She must've been the one that gave my fiancé the letter! Where does she live? I need to have a chat with her.."

Guzma looked down for a minute, worried.
"I dunno why you even wanna bother with this anymore."
You grabbed Guzma's huge hands and tried to lift him up. You were no help really, but said, "I mean the shit between the fiancé and I is dead, believe me. But, I'm just curious as to why someone would make that decision for me. I just have some questions ok? Can you please help me? I can't go alone. I'm still new to Alola. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?" You used your Rockruff impression to ensure Guzma's decision was in your favor.
"Haha, yeah I guess I can help you." He shut his eyes, crossed his arms, and smiled.
"Good! I mean, it's the least you can do considering you kidnapped me and all! Haha!"
"Haha word."