Hi Guys! this is my first fanfic so I am hoping that I do something right.

This is the story of a charmander who wakes up with no memory at all, meets a buizel and goes on adventure with him but along the way will they fall in love as well? Rated T For teen because there will probably be some minor rude language and Gasp! kiss scenes.

I felt a light nudging at my side. "Pssst. You awake?"

"Mmf?" As I opened my eyes a strange sight greeted me.

It was an orange furred creature with half oval shaped eyes. It stood on its hind legs with cream coloration that reached from its lower belly past a thick yellow colored ring that was around its neck to just below a black oval shaped nose on its muzzle. It had paws on both its forelegs which it could probably use as hands and on its hind legs for feet, it also had blue half circle shaped "fins" on its forelegs, and behind it stretched what looked to be two long orange tails that ended in the same cream color as his stomach, It also had black marks on its face that looked like war paint and cream colored marking above its eyes that resembled eyebrows. It seemed to be a male from the tone if its voice and had a very worried look on its face.

"Wh-Where am I? Who? What are you?" I asked in my daze of waking up.

"Hm? What? You've never seen a buizel before?" He said flicking his tales, not in a rude or sarcastic way but more confused if anything.

"Um. N-No. I don't think…" I answered as I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. I could hardly even feel my body, and I couldn't move a muscle just yet.

"That's odd. Anyway my name is Rodger and you are in Leaflift Forest. What's your name?"

I thought on that. Well I didn't know where this Leaflift Forest is but at least I had learned this guys name and he seemed friendly enough but as for my name? Well I was stumped. I looked up at him and started to get frightened. " I-I don't know." The buizel looked shocked to say the least. I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe, I looked around while I began to panic. I should know my name shouldn't I? I felt like I should but I just didn't. I started to tear up and within seconds began bawling.

Rodger could see me panicking and crying and slowly walked over to me so as not to frighten me, placed his paw on my shoulder, picked me up off the ground and embraced me. I didn't know why but I instantly started to feel better wrapped in this stranger's arms. As my crying quieted down Rodger set me on the ground so that I was sitting. "Okay," He said. "Well would you feel better if I gave you a name?" He asked. I nodded, still not able to speak again quite yet.

"Alright good. Hmmm. You seem to be a male charmander so-"

"A what?" I interrupted.

" A charmander. Look down and observe yourself." He told me.

I did, and I was surprised by what I saw. I was mostly a light orange color with a rather chubby looking cream colored belly. I had two short arms that ended in hands with stubby little fingers/claws. As I looked further down at my feet I saw that they each had three sharp looking claws at the end that glinted in the sunlight. I could also feel something behind me and as I reached my hand back I could feel a thick… tail? I have a tail? I was suddenly filled with joy at the sudden realization. I have a tail! I pulled it around to get a good look at it and as it got into site I yelped. My tail was on fire! As I frantically looked around in panic my eyes rested on Rodger who was trying not to laugh but failing miserably.

"Why are you laughing? Help me!" I yelled suddenly full of anger.

He managed to compose himself enough to speak and said with a smirk still written across his face. "It's okay. Charmander tails are supposed to be on fire."

"Oh." I said, calming down and suddenly embarrassed.

Rodger seemed to notice my embarrassment and put his paw on my shoulder and chuckled. "Hey, it's alright. You didn't know, you don't need to be embarrassed." He assured me. "Now Let's get back to naming you. Hmmm. How about Flare?"

"No."

"Ember?"

"No that sounds like a girls name."

"Yeah you're right."

Rodger continued spouting out random names and I continued shooting them down until he landed on the name Spire.

"Spire? I like it. From now on you can call me spire." I smiled at him.

"Alright!" The buizel said while shooting his paw into the air and closing his eyes as a sort of cheer.

Just then I felt a drop of water fall on my head. I looked up and saw that while we were talking the sky had gotten cloudy and soon enough it had started to rain a little harder. Looking back at Rodger I could see that his gaze was fixed closely on me.

"What's wrong?" I asked while the rain got stronger.

He seemed to snap out of a trance at my words. "Hmm? Oh! We should get you out of this rain. Follow me closely." He instructed.

I got up, somewhat wobbly on my legs. I wasn't used to walking yet and my tail seemed to pull back on me. I followed Rodger to a large pile of rocks in the middle of a clearing and he led me inside a small hole in between them. Inside was a space that was much larger than I had expected, the cave-like structure could have fit at least ten or twelve of me in it with little discomfort. The ceiling was a few feet above me and was very smooth looking. The floor was covered in a thick layer of soft sand. In a corner there was a pile of what looked to be fruit and in the opposite corner was a pile of grass with some moss and feathers in it. What really caught my attention was the small pool near the middle. The water was crystal clear and shimmered in the low light coming from the entrance and from my tail.

"Wow. Your home is really nice Rodger." I told him with my eyes surely sparkling.

He blushed through his fur, clearly grateful for the compliment and put his paw behind his head while smiling and then said. "Thanks Spire. I worked really hard on it."

"I can tell. Did you do all of it yourself?" I asked.

"Yeah. Once I found the right location I got right to work." He answered while smiling and placed his paw back to his side.

We sat down by the pool and I asked no small amount of questions. Rodger was very patient and answered all of my questions the best he could and after a while I started to get drowsy. Rodger noticed and led me over near the corner with the pile of grass which I now knew was his sleeping area.

" I would love to offer you me bed and me just sleep on the floor but I am afraid That you might set it on fire." He told me with a nervous laugh as if trying not to offend me.

"It's okay." I told him with a smile. "The floor seems soft enough and besides. You already helped me a lot today."

"Alright then. Let's lie down get some sleep then." He said with a tired smile.

All of the sudden I felt the irresistible urge to hug him. I stepped closer and slipped my arms around him. He started in surprise but after realizing what I was doing he relaxed and gently placed one arm around me, patting my back. As I released him from my quick embrace I looked up at him.

"Thank you. Thank you for helping me and giving me a name and letting me sleep in your home." I said.

He looked slightly embarrassed at the hug but quickly regained his warm smile. " You're welcome. It was the least I could do. Now let's get some sleep."

"Okay." I said as I lay a respective distance from his nest.

After about five minutes I could hear his breathing slow just a bit and guessed that he was sleeping. I looked over to him and from light on my tail I could see him smiling in his sleep and I had a strange feeling in my chest. What was it? It felt good but I couldn't place it. It was warm and fluttery feeling. 'Perhaps I will ask him in the morning.' At that thought I started to drift into a deep gentle sleep.

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