I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR POKéMON.

I sigh as I gaze out of my bedroom window. I feel as if I'm the only person in the world who doesn't have a pokemon of their own. It's so unfair. Why can't I have a pokemon? I don't get why my mom won't let me have one. I'm the daughter of Elesa's sister for heaven's sakes! Everyone else in Nimbasa has one… Maybe it's because I'm only interested in Ice-type pokemon rather than electric-types...

"Via," I'm dragged out of my thoughts by my mom's voice coming from downstairs. "I'm home! I brought you something!"

I swing my legs off the window ledge and walk down the stairs. I know better than to get my hopes up. I gaze at the shopping bags in my mom's arms. "Want some help with that," I offer.

She smiles, embarrassed. "Y-yes please!" I sigh as I take one of the several bags from my mother's arms. She sets the others down and begins to unload her groceries. I set mine down also when I notice something. A large egg was in this bag.

"Isn't this a pokemon egg?"

Mom sighs. "It's tomorrow's breakfast."

I gasp, shocked that my mother would say such a thing. "B-But there's a pokemon growing in here," I argue, holding the egg tightly. "You can't just kill it!"

"It's just an egg. There's another one in there, too. Put them in the fridge."

"NO!" I yell and grab the three eggs I saw, quickly running up to my room and locking the door behind me. I release a sigh of relief and slide down the wall as I get my first good look at all three eggs. The first one was a brown egg with a tan line zigzagging across its center. The second one was white, and it was topped off with a light blue crown. The last one was yellow, and the edge of the black bottom was jagged. I smile, glad to have saved the three unborn pokemon. I sigh, now realizing I needed three egg cases to keep them safe. "I wonder what I've gotten myself into…" I groan. Nobody likes me because of my freaky power. I can talk to pokemon, read their thoughts. I just wish that I had a few friends, or at least one…...

"Harder, Absol," I yell to the dog like pokemon standing in front of me. "Use bite now!" I whirl around and yell to Purrloin, "Purrloin, scratch!" I'm fighting four different battles at once. "Houndoom, flamethrower, Mightyena, don't let him heal, taunt!" I then turn to m prize-winning pokemon. I smile as I see his blue rings and golden eyes glow with shadow. "Umbr, use dark pulse!"

"That's enough, everyone." We stop and look up at Yekaterina, the champion of the Unova league, and my older sister. "Good work, Ivan."

I bow in respect at her praise. "Thank you, Yekaterina." She smiles. I may be her little brother, but I'm still a lower ranking than she is. "I'm glad you appreciate my training efforts."

"You'll be a dark-type specialist before you know it."

She turns and walks back into her room. I sigh, wishing we could hang out a little more like we used to. I miss her so much, but ever since she became the champion, we only get to talk during training, and all we talk about is training. I wish things could just go back to the way they were, but more than anything, I wish that people would stop avoiding me and be my friends…

I groan, flopped on the couch. I had nothing better to do. "LUDWIG! I'M BORED!"

"Figure it out yourself Gilbert," he calls back. I groan again, louder this time. My brother is so unawesome… I force myself onto my feet and walk outside. Nimbasa was busy, as always. I don't really get why we have to live in this stupid region. I miss the Kanto region… I actually knew what pokemon were out there then. At least I was able to bring along Arcie and Flare… my Growlithe and Flareon. They're like little slices of home… I'm new here, so I don't have any friends yet, but I really hope I can find someone, preferably a girl…