I'll always be fine

A one-shot I thought up. Another little Pikabookshipping one-shot that I needed to get out of my head before the last term started!

I don't own anything.

Hope ya'll like it and my actual story chapters will come soon!

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"PIKACHU! Where are you?!" I yelled as I frantically looked through the hospital ward of the Smash Mansion

No answer.

"Pikachu!" I yelled again. I went to the ward where my Pika-hun was when he was ill and saw Bowser walking out looking slightly pleased and upset with himself ((Don't ask me how, he just was)). I growled and he jumped back, slightly scared to see my minuscule self.

"I KNOW YOU DID IT!" I yelled as I volt tackled him to the wall. He crashed and groaned then looked at me while rubbing his scaly head. "You have three seconds before I rip you to shreds… where… is… Pikachu?" I asked

The king of Koopas looked at me and decided that, for the sake of his health, he was better off telling me instead of ripping my head off. So he pointed to the place I had suspected, the ward, and walked away quickly.

I walked into the bedroom and saw a doctor leaning over a bed. When Dr. Mario saw me as I entered, he stood up straight. I saw someone in the bed but I didn't see who it was because the doctor had put bandages all over the figure.

The Italian doctor put his stuff down on the nightstand and walked up to me.

"Where's Pikachu?" I said… well… more commanded him to answer me.

"Calm down, Pikana." He leaned down and put a hand to my chest in order to escort me gently out of the room. "He's going to be…"

"Get off me you Mario clone!" I roared as I pushed him roughly out of my way. I realized the figure in the bed was in fact… Pikacutie! Rage bottled up in me and I turned around to face the doctor. "What did Bowser do to him?" I growled.

"You go out right now!" The doctor said fiercely as he took out a poisonous pill. "My patient needs rest!" He made another attempt to lead me away from the sleeping form in the bed. Was he sleeping? Or was the result much more terrible then that?

"What happened?" I growled again. Realizing I wouldn't leave, Dr. Mario gave me a one sentence answer.

"He was hit badly with Bowser's Final Smash outside the Brawl simulator." He said simply as he dropped his voice a bit and approached me. "It is best if we talk a little outside this room so my pai…" He tried to fling his arm around my tiny shoulder but I grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground. He looked up at me in shock.

"He's mine! And I want YOU out of this room!" I yelled

Doctor Mario held his cape up in order to protect his face as I walked up to him. I held him by the throat and tossed him up in order to make him stand up. I contemplated on throwing him again but decided against it. The doctor didn't budge and I scowled.

"Go away! Leave!" I screamed while picking up a chair and throwing it at him. I took out Chainy and random things were destroyed as I let my temper go loose with the dangerous weapon. The man finally got the message and slinked out of the room.

"Pikana?" A small weak little voice said to me. It drew my attention. I forgot completely about destroying stuff and my anger disappeared. I switched off my chainsaw and ran up to his bed and jumped up onto the nightstand so I could face him.

"Darling, are you all right?" I said. Pikachu sat up a bit and began removing his bandages, I tried to stop him but he knocked my hand gently away. I waited for him to finish.

"I'm sorry you have to see me like this. I'm sorry I'm weak, I… I just couldn't get Bowser…." He said as he faced me. The bandages dropped to his lap as I looked as his scarred face. His eyes were a deep red, as if they were internally bleeding and his face was scarred and burnt, especially a long gash from his cheek to his lip but he was alright in a sense and breathing.

He reached out and stroked my hair. I closed my eyes and cried. He shushed me reassuringly as I sobbed for his pain. I couldn't make him better in his time of need. I was grounded and my plot book locked away.

"It's alright Pikana. I'm fine. You know I'll always be… scars heal eventually." He said as I came closer to him until I was kneeling on the bed next to him.

An audience of smashers that had then gathered themselves in the door opening, looking at the psycho authoress who turned out to be the cute little Pikachu's lover. I heard Peach giggling as she always did and I snapped my head around.

"Do you mind?" I asked as I held up my chainsaw, annoyed by their quite chatter. The smashers scrambled away and I turned back to Pikachu after putting the chainsaw in my bag. He still looked so ill and gruesome but I could still see that sparkle in his eyes that I loved so much as well as his loving smile.

"I'll always be fine with you. You're not weak... I love you. Scars and all." I said coming closer and gently kissing him

The end.

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I hope you liked it! It's been in my brain for a while. I might go and do more detail on the fight and the scars when I'm not upset over school!

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A/N: I'm going to continue 'Not your average teenage dilemma' for the record