Chapter One

People surrounded her, cheering her on and making her blush. Her accomplishments ringing through her ears. This is it! She had finally made it! Rekari was finally a Moemon Professor! Now if only she could get rid of that annoying buzzing sound that was ruining her day. It sounded like some sort of alarm… Why would there be an alarm on the greatest day ever? Suddenly she was shook out of her dream, and it was time for reality to sink in. She wasn't quite a Professor yet. No, she still had to do one more thing. She had to complete at least one leg of a Moemon journey in order to be considered for a Professors Assistant with any chance of promotion. That was the last thing she wanted to do… She never wanted to travel, just sit there with Moemon all day and make sure that new trainers got theirs alright. There was no help to it though. Speaking of that, she really needed to get up; the local Professor would give away all the Moemon without a second thought if she didn't go. Then she would have to wait a few months before being able to get this done and over with. Brushing her long red hair out of her eyes, they opened to the sight of a Moemon starter poster. It had all the starters from all the regions. Only three of them were available to her at this time. If she was a regular trainer she would have the option to go to all the regions and explore all over. That wasn't what she wanted to do though. She would get this over with and done as soon as possible. Mudkip, Torchic and Treecko. Which one would she choose? Fire was the obvious choice for someone who wanted as much power as possible but the subtle powers of a grass type was rather alluring as well. Mudkip was an odd one; its typing was rather good, electricity now not having a hold against the water/ground type, making a grass type all the more powerful. She would just have to wait and see what the day held and which Moe were actually still available.

Rolling out of the rather large bed she didn't even bother with the Snorlax slippers sitting on the floor, she wouldn't need them after today. She wouldn't need a lot of the things she owned anymore until she came back from her stupid journey. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all? No, who was she kidding? She wasn't the travelling type, she was the kind of person to sit behind a desk and smile. Sure she knew the statistics for a battle but actually applying it was something entirely different, everyone knew that. Unbuttoning the large blue t-shirt that she slept in it casually dropped to the floor. The full length mirror on her closet door showed her the image that she would be presenting to the world as of today. Pale skin and a size C bust. A thin waist and somewhat wide hips, she looked to be finally filling out at the age of sixteen. Her blue eyes were large pools of a never ending ocean, at least that is what her ex boyfriend used to tell her. But then again he used to say a lot of things. They had broken up because he had decided that he wanted to be a Moemon master and wanted her to wait for him, she couldn't wait for someone that might never come back. She wouldn't do it. Pulling her hair up into a ponytail there was nothing she could do but get dressed and get this over with. The jean shorts lying on the floor were picked up and pulled on; the material was coarse but comfortable. Rekari had trouble believing that some girls had the nerve to go through all this in a mini skirt of all things! A black t-shirt with the Moemon league symbol was the next to go on over a plain blue bra. No point in wearing anything special, it wasn't like she was out for sex, even if it was impossible to avoid.

In order for a Moemon to officially recognize you, you had to have sex with it, there was no way around it and the reason it made it all the more awkward was that there were only female Moemon. No males to make things a little less weird no. It was a wonder that there weren't more lesbians in the world with all the girls that went on journeys as well. Telling herself that it was a necessity she slipped on the simple shoes, generic ones that were just a plain white color with red shoe laces. Nothing quite like simplicity after all. Down the stairs she went, her mother still asleep in the room next to hers. Taking a quick look around her childhood home and how plain and grey it was, maybe it was good that she was getting out for a little while. Her routine had become quite monotonous after all and according to her mother variety was the spice of life, not that her mother ever followed her own advice of course. That would be why their house still looked like it was from the 70's or something, a very conservative 70's. The plain wooden door opened quietly and sunlight streamed down. This was it, once she stepped outside there was absolutely no going back. Unfortunately, the severity of the situation was quickly ruined by the sound of familiar footsteps. A step to the side a blur ran right past Rekari, a blonde haired blur. Turning around she saw the familiar face in a familiar pout for once again missing her mark to tackle her best friend to the ground.

"Why do you always move Rekari?" the blonde asked quietly.

"Because I'd rather not spend an hour on the ground in agonizing pain because someone hits to hard and makes me hit my head on the coffee table again Marla. There's always some sort of pain involved when you are."

Marla huffed up, her face turning a little red as she brushed invisible dirt off her blue skirt. She wasn't always hurting Rekari… Her pale yellow hoodie had risen up a little and was fixed by her redheaded friend. The blonde couldn't stay mad for long, her short hair bouncing when her head rose up.

"Come on Rekari, we'll be late if we stay here any longer. I want to get my Moemon already! After all, after I become league champion we can get married!"

Tugging on her friend's hand they left the house in a hurry. Rekari's face was the one bright red this time. Marla was always talking about the two of them getting married. It wasn't going to happen. The highest extent that she was going to go into a lesbian encounter was for her to get her Moemon to listen to her, end of story. She had no idea where Marla's notion of marriage came into it. The town of Twinleaf was a small one, like all starting towns for new people. Why was it that hometowns were always so small anyways? The large lab in the middle of town was for sure the biggest place in the entire place. It looked so ominous. Whenever she got her own lab she would at least plant some flowers outside or maybe a tree or so. Then again Birch was gone so often that was there really any point in prettifying the place? If they hadn't already made the appointment for it there was no guarantee that Birch would even be in the lab today, after all he wasn't called the Roaming Professor for nothing. The large reddish orange door was the only color on the outside; hopefully there was something more hopeful inside. They pushed the door open together; the hustle and bustle of the inside was a little unnerving. A few more kids had come for their Moemon, all of them sixteen or older. After all giving a ten year old something that dangerous could come with all sorts of repercussions.

The all seemed happy with the choices they had received. More Torchic than anything else seemed to have been taken. She had been right about the fire type thing… Most people just wanted nothing more than pure power. She would have to think long and hard about what Moemon she got, she would be stuck with it until she got all eight gym badges and at least challenged the Moemon league. They made their way to the back of the lab, where she knew the remaining Moe would be. A large man, more like a brick wall actually, was standing in the back, guarding the untaken Moeballs. There were still three, which meant all of the types were available. She already knew what Marla would be taking, her favorite type of Moemon was fire so there was no way she wouldn't be taking another one of those little fire chicks. She was somewhat partial to grass types but water types were damn useful.

"Hello there girls" Birch exclaimed with his usual enthusiasm, "Take your pick! We've still got one of each after all!"

Marla grabbed the sphere with the fire emblem on it, her hands cradling it like it was the Holy Grail. Maybe to her it was? Releasing her new partner it blinked up at her, orange hair and deep eyes of a reddish color. The face was cute and the little orange dress it wore was adorable as well. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad with something that cute following her around…

"Master!" The little thing exclaimed, "Name me Master name me!" Marla bit her lip and tapped her chin.

"I'm gunna name you… Pepper! Hurry up and choose your Moemon so we can battle Rekari!"

Shaking her head Rekari looked once again at the remaining two balls. The sensible thing would be to choose the one that people would expect… Pressing the button on both of the balls, they were both released. The Treecko huffed and leaned against the wall, her shorts and shirt a bright green. The typical twig sticking out of her mouth as she glared at Rekari. She didn't want to leave the lab, there was no point when she got everything she needed right here. Mudkip however was a completely different matter; she looked up at Rekari with puddle like blue eyes her blue and yellow hair at her shoulders. Her lip was trembling in either excitement or fear, it was hard to tell. She too wore a dress, dark blue with a lighter blue in the middle. Her tail was drooped down and she ran over and grabbed Rekari's shorts.

"Please take me with you, kay? Don't leave me here, kay?"