No Time For Goodbyes
Chapter One
I don't understand people at all. I don't understand these papers that they talk about either but I remember that night. Mom and Kasumi were both in the room when it happened and Takeshi was standing at the doorway trying to keep everyone else out. Those had been my friends for the longest time. No matter how many people joined us on our travels, those were our best and closest friends. Kasumi-san had come back a while ago and Takeshi visited from time to time as did all of our friends but Kasumi was living with us.
I'm not a stupid Pikachu. I've always been intelligent, agile, doing my best for Satoshi. I know that there are Pokemon who lose their owners and they are not all abandoned. That's the thing. Satoshi didn't abandon me, I don't think he did anyway. The humans say he died peacefully and in his sleep. They don't understand that he was holding me when he slipped away.
Pikachu. You need to be strong, buddy. You need to go with Kasumi and be strong and brave for me. I love you, Pikachu.
I pause as I feel the tears reenter my eyes. They had tried to explain to me that there was no coming back this time for him. I'm supposed to leave with Kasumi-san, Satoshi gave her my Pokeball and everything but I don't want to leave him. I know that they have to put his body in a black bag and that he has a card on his toe. They say it was something bad in his lungs that was preventing him from breathing.
I'm an old Pikachu. I've been journeying with Satoshi for eight years, well we only journeyed for seven, we barely went out after that seventh year. The garden was nice. It was nice when we went to visit the different Pokemon but we never met any new friends to take back and I never battled. Satoshi was always too tired for that.
I turn back to his cold body and grab his hat before putting it on his head and snuggle up next to him. He's cold and stiff but I know it's okay. It's going to be okay. I sniff my tears back and in my mind think of ketchup. The happy memories when Satoshi gave me ketchup. I let my breathing slow down as I stay beside him and feel a glow around him. I snuggle closer to him and I look up. There's a Ghastly in here.
"I was attracted to the body," the Ghastly explains in a voice that only Pokemon can hear. I nod. I know that there will be other Pokemon soon to take his soul to the afterlife.
I blink up at Ghastly, "Take me too," I whisper, begging for the Pokemon to not separate us.
"Are you sure?" the other Pokemon asks and I nod. I want to continue to stay with Satoshi. I feel my breath stop in my chest but I'm happy. I close my eyes and I can see a new place, a new adventure. I look up and see that we're not in the human world anymore. The eighteen-year-old Satoshi isn't sick anymore. I grin up at him.
"Satoshi," I whisper with tears in my eyes and he looks at me and sees that there is something on my foot.
"Pikachu," he laughs before looking at it. I turn to sniff it as well. "Died from a broken heart."
Satoshi gets down next to me and ruffles my fur. I grin back at him. "You didn't have to do that," he tells me and I shake my head. I didn't want to leave my trainer. Satoshi takes me into a hug and it doesn't hurt anymore, he doesn't hurt anymore.
"Let's go explore, okay?" he asks as he picks me up and I can see the possibilities for new adventures.
I rub my head against his body, "As long as I'm with you," I tell him and he blinks down at me before smiling.
"I guess I can understand you now, buddy" he says and he doesn't look too shocked about it. I breathe in relief. He can understand me. I can understand him.
Let the adventure begin!