Mirene: Hi everybody! Well, it's my first time writing for the Pokemon archive, but I just love ferriswheelshipping. Truth be told, I haven't played in a long time and B&W2 won't be getting in my hands anytime soon, so I'm writing a sort of AU fic. For now I'm going to go off into my own fantasies about pokemon, so don't mind any idiotic pokemon mistakes and read on! Thanks for giving this a try! I don't own Pokemon! );

Prologue

N stared for a very, very long time. He didn't know how long, but it was very long.

She was just that mesmerizing to him.

Standing there on the stage in front of his people inside a small, private auditorium that he happened to own. It was so funny how she thought this was completely out of the Plasma Kingdom's hands. But still, he liked her confidence. In fact, he liked everything about her. Ever since they first met.

It was so, so long ago when they first met.

Truth be told, he wouldn't be surprised if she completely forgot who he was, but he would never forget her. She was the one who changed his mind about the world. It was a memory he had long cherished during all the passing years. It shaped him into the strong, handsome man he is now, the ruler of Unova. King Ghetsis stepped down from the throne years ago, demoted to a sage. The sages were still important, but N's word triumphed over any old fool's opinion - even that of his father's. The reign of the Plasma Kingdom over Unova had dated back to when Reshiram was still one with Zekrom... Or so their historians have recorded. Back then, all the rulers were highly respected and known to be kind and gentle. Even Ghetsis showed that side of him in public (and only public).

But once in his childhood, he ran away from the castle tower due to being unable to handle his father's usual harsh strictness on that fateful night. The memory was still vivid in his mind.

"Imbecile!" the old man yelled at his son, the two goddesses watching helplessly from the sidelines before being called away. The little boy, his green hair tied in a small ponytail behind his back, flinched at the harsh words directed at him. "How dare you talk back to me!"

"But father, I was only asking if there were other humans who treated pokemon nicely, someone like me or-"

"Shut up!" N was slapped harshly across the face, crashing down onto the cold, tiled floor. "No human is allowed to interact with pokemon but us. Only the plasma kingdom can use pokemon. Other humans would only hurt them... Have you forgotten? Do you need another trip to the dungeons and talk to the criminals about it? Or do you want to visit the Pokemon Center, the CC unit, or the near-death unit? Well?"

N quivered silently, biting his bottom lip in fear he might say something again and get punished for it.

"Don't anger me again, son," he growled. "As heir to the throne... you should know better." And the old king stomped off, locking the door behind him. From behind the door, N listened for his footsteps, but only heard icy words. "And no dinner tonight."

N sat in the corner, eyes closed. He knew the goddesses would bring him some food later, even if it was only a little. They were his mothers, more parent-like than his father would ever be. Why was his father so cruel? He never understood it. Was this how fathers were supposed to be?

He stared out the windows, his eyes searching for something, anything, in the woods. In those woods, Anthea had told him that pokemon live there, but usually avoid any Plasma grunts and humans in particular unless they sense safety from them. N wanted to meet a pokemon that hadn't been wounded yet. One that could seek safety within him. If there was any...

Determined to find a pokemon and to defy his father for once, he opened the window and slowly began to climb down the tower with a rope made of bedsheets he had made before he climbed out. Reaching the bottom at last, he ran into the woods. If everything goes well, he may not even have to go back until he felt like it.

Time had passed, and he had gotten lost in the woods and was cold and hungry. A storm had been brewing in the sky when he escaped and now the rain pierced his skin like ice. Hiding under a bush to escape from the storm, N felt as if he was going to die of hypothermia.

Suddenly, a swift movement was heard and he jumped in fear. The entire bush shook with him and caused a few leaves to rustle off. He could hear footsteps, loud and clear. N shivered, thinking that it was Ghetsis coming to take him back and beat the bloody shit out of him for leaving so suddenly.

It was then that the girl found him to take him in. She had been out with a friend and was returning home through a shortcut in the woods. "Wah, it's raining! Come on Lillipup!"

'Lillipup?' N thought. 'A pokemon is with her? At least it's a stranger and not Ghetsis,' he sighed in relief - he sighed a little too loudly, for the lillipup began barking and running towards his spot, scratching at the bush. N gave the pokemon a good look. It was clean and healthy, with plenty of energy, even though it was with a human other than someone from the Plasma kingdom.

Suddenly she stopped and spotted N, hiding in a bush. "Here, lillipup... Here boy, here." He blinked; did she not find him? "Is there a pokemon in the bush, pup?" Touko began walking towards the bush, crouching down and sticking her hand in. "Here, I won't hurt you, pokemon."

"I'm a human," N spoke up. That startled Touko and caused her to fall on her butt. "Go away," N mumbled. He had never seen a girl as small as himself before.

"Oops. My bad. Well, can't have you staying in a bush now! You can come with me until the rain stops." He stared at the hand invading his space in the bush. Was this girl trustworthy? "Come on, it's hella cold you know," she scolded. He still stayed in the bush. Touko smirked with an idea. "Fine, I guess you can stay there and have the big cofagrigus turn you into a mummy in the middle of the night."

N, frightened at the sound of running into a coffee grinder that would turn him into his mommy in the middle of the night, scrambled out of the bush and looked at the girl with large, azure eyes. "P-Please don't leave me alone," he squeaked. Touko smiled warmly and helped him up, her hand instantly warming his.

"I won't. Come on, mom's made delicious soup back home! You can have some and stay if you want. I've never seen people around this forest besides me and my mom."

"You live in this forest?" he gasped. "But this is a place for solely pokemon. You'll get arrested!"

"They won't know," she grinned. "We're travellers, me and my mom. We'll be gone before they even suspect us!" N was quiet and Touko led him into a small cottage made of logs. A few gurdurrs were still piling on logs. N could hear them humming happily while they were working. The lillipup, which already ran ahead of the two, was barking in hunger.

"I'm hungry! Hurry up, Touko!" the lillipup barked. N was surprised to hear how carefree it was around this human. He thought... that all humans were bad. And that they treated pokemon cruelly.

Once N was warmed up and had soup, he learned a lot about Touko and her mom. They travelled everywhere, trying to defy the Plasma kingdom, spreading word of life with pokemon would be so much better and less lonely. Once in a while, they'd pick up some pokemon who wanted to tag along with them. N shivered when Touko showed him her pokeballs. He was thoroughly taught that these were prison machines, but he didn't dare say a thing to Touko. The way she spoke about Plasma made him scared of how she would treat him if he told her that he was the next heir for the throne! He had learned to like her.

"Okay, you should sleep now. You can stay over until the storm is over," she smiled, holding his hand as he snuggled into the futon beside her. She was so warm. "Good night, friend."

"Friend?" N whispered.

"Yeah, I don't know your name," she mentioned. "And we're friends! You know, people who know and like each other! If we hang out often enough, you can be my best friend, which is more special than a friend."

"A friend..." he murmured. The word tasted funny in his mouth, the way it rolled off his tongue. "Friend."

"Yeah, unless you tell me your name," she giggled.

"No. I'll stay your friend," he stated.

"Go to sleep you two," Touko's mother scolded. The two laughed before dozing off. Of course, the older lady knew exactly who the little boy was. But after tending to that swollen cheek of his, it fired up her spirit to bring the Plasma kingdom down even more. After tomorrow, they would have to leave. And right after Touko made another friend... she hoped that this friendship would help her in the future. For now...

The next morning, N awoke at the edge of the forest. Touko had left him a note.

"Dear friend," he read aloud to himself. "Mom said we had to leave immediately. I'm sorry we couldn't take you along, but mom made me drop you off at the edge of the forest even though I kept telling her how dangerous it was to be so close to the castles. I don't know how to write, so I made mom write this for me. Someday, I'm sure we will meet again! I left you a small gift to remember me by. Until we meet again, Touko." He glanced at the small hairtie attached to the note. It was light brown, like the color of her hair.

Disposing of his old one, he used the new hairtie. He would never forget Touko.

Friend...

He would have to ask Anthea or Concordia about that later. For now... he should go and get his punishment over with quickly. All while being terribly scolded and beaten by his father, only one thing kept him alive through the whole ordeal, and that was the possibility of meeting Touko again. And that ordeal was so horrible that he never, ever tried to escape again. Ever.

After that, of course, Ghetsis trained him hard and ruthlessly. No longer was he the weak, quivering boy in his childhood. He was now muscular, lean, and headstrong. Concordia and Anthea explained what a friend was to him, and didn't hesitate to tell him more as he grew. He was trained to be as strong as a conkeldurr, as swift as a zebstrika, and as smart as all of the sages' heads put together. Indeed, he was now fit for a king's position.

And he knew who was going to be his queen. Anthea and Concordia had... cultivated this emotion he had for Touko. They didn't know that she was a mere stranger he had met during his childhood rebellion, they thought she was an idol in one of their magazines. Thinking it was better for the boy to have a idol crush than a real one, they helped him... move on with Touko.

And now that his 21st birthday was in one month, he had to find Touko within that month and make her presentable on the day he becomes of a marrying age, and no doubt the sages would be forcing him into some dates with their own daughters after. To avoid that, he would present her to Unova as his fiancee that day.

When Concordia and Anthea found out, they were so upset. More upset than he had ever seen them. He didn't know why until he found his beloved. Still staring at her, he watched her give a small speech, instantly capturing the hearts of her listeners. They would learn that betraying the kingdom would hurt soon enough, but for now he would continuing laying his eyes on her.

Her eyes were now cold, not warm like in the past. She was lean and beautiful, with seductive curves and amazing proportions. She wore a pink cap, white tank top, a blue, bulletproof vest, and jean short shorts. Her hair was in a ponytail as always, and pokeballs hung from her hips in a belt. She was a trainer.

A trainer! Of course, he had saw this future coming. He knew she would become a trainer, it was just so painfully obvious after she showed him her first pokeball. That glint from back then in her eyes was long gone, but he knew that wasn't why the goddesses were so pissed off about Touko's real identity.

He knew why the goddesses were so mad at him. To be honest, he didn't see this one coming. At all. He would think that after his face was practically all over Unova by now, she would have recognized him as the friend from her childhood. But she didn't remember. And if she did, that was quite cruel of her.

A smirk on his face as she finished her speech, he hopped off of the roof and away from the window he had been looking through. He had one month to capture her. Not now, of course, but when she is alone and weaker. Then he would strike. And he would have her.

Once his friend, now his enemy, in the future his queen: Touko, the leader of the APO: the Anti-Plasma Organization.

Mirene: Eek! I hope that was okay... The characters might be OOC though... oh well. I really have to get to homework now... ): Sorry for any mistakes and leave a review please! Btw, I put this under games because I've never read the manga nor watched the anime. (: Just played pokemon, you know, all my life. :D

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