Heya! Welcome to this fanfic called "Until eternity", which is about Kaito, a young promising pokemon trainer who goes to Hoenn for vacation. He eventually meets up with a older May, something clicks between the both of them and they go through a journey of revenge, sorrow, love and lust. Oh yeah, this story is rated M for a reason. Ahem So any kiddoes are going to have to leave.
Honestly, this story is not completly mine, so credits to ultrastrife for making the first few chapters here in (the first two are going to be a slightly different) , I couldn't help but go on with his/her story since it had alot of potential.
Oh, this reminds me-
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, all rights to Nintendo/Pokemon company. This story is only for fun. Blah blah blah. So, no sueing, m'okay?
Ch.1: Two very different souls
The teenager looked at the sky. His blue hair was spiky so the sun didn't get in his greyish eyes. His white jacket, grey shirt, blue jeans, and blue sneakers let the sun go past them and warm his cold, muscular body. He was on a cruise ship, heading to the Hoenn region, and he had to come for two different regions. One was that he was a pen named famous author, the other was that he was the Johto leauge champion, and had nothing more to learn there. It was time for him to move on, and he didn't have any fond memories of Johto either. His family treated him like he was their slave and had abused him for ten years. It was hard to believe he was 18 now. Eight years of journeying across the land, with his tiny Cyndaquil which he lovingly nicknamed Blaze. Blaze had helped him win every battle, and helped him catch every pokemon he had caught and is now on his team or resting with Professor Elm, one of the only people he trusts in the Johto region. He sighed. "Kaito, you've had a hard life. I think you've earned this vacation." he said to himself. Then he closed his eyes, and let the sun warm him up.
"MAY! WAKE UP!" A teenage boy shouted. A girl with a serious case of bed head yawned and said, "Max, it's too early for this." Max entered her room. He had changed a lot since they parted ways. He had come home for a break after starting his pokemon journey with his Torchic. It was now a Blazekin and he had his own team. He also had seven badges, with number eight coming his way. He had traded his glasses for contact lenses, his body was muscular, and he was going to become professer Birch's assisstant soon. May, she had also changed. Her butt was round and firm, and her breasts became massive, bring the chest of others to shame. Her whole body was curvy and perfect, and her face retained her girlish charms and cuteness. She had won the Grand Festival in every region and came back home to rest. "May, its noon. wake up. You're 18 now, do I still have to call you to wake you up?" Max asked her. May yawned again. "No." she mumbled as she dragged herself to the bathroom and a cold shower.
"OI! Wake up!" Someone shouted. Kaito opened his eyes. "Is it time for dinner?" he asked. "No. It's time for a battle." The stranger said, who was one of the sailors on the ship. Kaito stared at him for a minute, then went back to sleep. "I don't want to battle." he mumbeled. "Are you a coward?" The sailor asked. "No, but I do not want to humiliatingly kick your ass." Kaito said, now getting annoyed. "THAT'S IT! NOW WE BATTLE!" the sailor shouted, picking Kaito up and throwing him back a bit. "Go Kingdra!" he shouted, throwing his pokeball and revealing his pokemon, which looked like an overgrown seahorse. Kaito shook his head and took out his pokeball. "Go Meganium." He said, throwing the ball and revealing his grass type pokemon. "Vine whip." His pokemon obeyed and two vines came out of the flower around its neck and whipped the Kingdra silly as it fell to the ground, knocked out. "Now go away." Kaito said, sleeping on a bench while the Sailor wondered how his prize pokemon was beaten in one move.
May covered her now beautiful busty body in a towel and fixed her hair in the mirror. A cold shower always woke her up no matter how sleepy she was. She looked at her new clothes. A short skirt, and small top, and her bandanna, which she had since she could remember. Her socks and shoes were still the same, as were her gloves and side pouch. "Eight years, since I last saw them." She said to herself, thinking of Ash and Brock. After dressing, she ate a small breakfast and grabbed a book off the table. It was by a new author, one that was becoming rapidly famous, and for good reason. His books always left the readers on their seats, wondering what would happen next. May was one of those readers. She was about to pick up where she left off when Max shouted, "Hey May, that guy who writes the books you read is doing a book signing tomorrow." May squealed. She was also part of the gossip eaters on who the mystery author looked like, actually they guessed about his whole life. May prayed he was hot and single, and young. She was soon lost in one of the books 'hotter' chapters, pretending the characters were replaced with her and the mystery author...