"Well, Mother. I'm 15 years old. Will you let me go now?" I asked, anxious.
I'd waited for my entire life for this, but Mother's been too protective.

She looked at me, with shame. "No! The Lake Victorian Academy is way too
dangerous and too far away! Besides, what would your father say if he
knew?" She asked, almost starting to cry. This wasn't the first time that
I have asked for this.

I'd waited my entire life.

"Knew what? It's not like I'm going to learn to pilot one of those newfangled
mobile suits."

She held out her hand to me, "Treize, dear. I'm only trying to look out for
your well being. You get so attached to cute things, and what would happen
if one died?"

"I don't know, mother, but we'll never know unless you let me go!"

She sighed. She'd been saying that for the last…oh…5 years. I'd asked
everyday. And she says that the stubbornness is from dad's side, when
she's denied me for 5 years straight.

"Alright, dear. You've been persistent for the past 5…long…years. I'm giving
you your chance. Go. Grow up. Learn." She waved me away. "But be sure
to come back and visit every now and then."

I stood up and hugged her, "Thank you, Mother!"
Jumping in the air, I raised my arm as high as it could go, "I'm gonna be a
Pokemon Master!"