LaRousse's Connection

By: Aubrie1234

Dear Readers, I am now doing another story! This one is about how Drew goes after a specific Pokemon he met in the past. This is all in Drew's POV as well. Anyway, starting story now!

I had just won my Fourth contest ribbon easily. The coordinators were too easy to beat. I just wish that May, Soledad, or even Harley was there. It was a bit lonely without any competition. I was setting up camp for the night on Route 111, north of Mauville City where I just got my Fourth ribbon. As I set up camp, I looked out over the coastline connected to the route. Even at nighttime it looked beautiful, just like the eyes of a certain coordinator I love...

Snap out of it! I thought, mentally smacking myself, I do not like her! She's just a rival, and that's it! But, why do I feel so different towards her...? I then shook my head violently, ridding myself to those thoughts.

"I have got to stop thinking about May for a while. I think I might be lovesick for her!" I said aloud after I was done shaking my head. After that, I had dinner with my pokemon (Flygon, Masquerain, Butterfree, Absol, and, of course, Roserade) and then got ready for sleep. I returned all of my pokemon except Roserade to their pokeballs, where she gave me a questioning look.

"The reason I haven't returned you yet, Roserade, was because I started to feel a bit homesick a few nights ago. Do you think I should go back to LaRousse?" I asked her. She shook her head a bit before answering.

"It's your choice, Drew, you don't have to ask me. But I have felt a little homesick as well. Maybe we should go back." she told me.

"Thanks, Roserade. Now, return." I said as I returned her. In a flash of red light, she was gone. I put her pokeball away, then put the fire out before I went to sleep. The sea breezes coming from the coastline made it colder, now that the fire was out, but I didn't care. Just as long as it wasn't ice-inducing cold. I smiled at the thought before climbing into my sleeping bag and drifting off to sleep.

Dream:

For some reason, I could only see darkness. Shouldn't I be dreaming right now? Then, the sound of someone crying interrupted my thoughts. I turned around to find a small place of light in the darkness, where the crying was coming from. Somehow, the crying sounded familiar, though I couldn't place it.

"Hello?" I called. No-one answered and the crying just continued. I then decided to find out what was on the other side of the light and who was crying, so I walked through it. As I got closer and went through it, it got so bright I couldn't see, so I had to close my eyes. When I opened them again, I found myself in the greenhouse garden that Tory's dad had. As I looked around I saw a boy, about five years old, with green hair, sitting down with his knees against his chest and crying.

I remember this day... I thought, staring at the kid. As he cried, I could hear bits and pieces of what he was saying.

"(sniff) Mama... Daddy... Where are you?" he cried. I then recognized who the kid was. It was me from several years back! Back when I first met my pokemon friend, Zooma...

"Hey! You alright, kid?" a gruff voice asked Younger Drew. As he brought his head up and looked to his left, sniffing, I looked to my right and saw a giant black wolf with silvery-green eyes walking slowly over to the boy. I recognized him as Zooma before he evolved, and before I left...

"(sniff) Who are you?" Young Drew asked Zooma.

"Name's Zoomarlin. Most call me Zooma for short. Now, who are you, kid?" he explained as he sat down beside Young Drew.

"I-I'm Drew. But... I can't find Mama and Daddy..."

"You're lost. Why don't you go find them, then?"

"I'm too scared t-to." Young Drew told him, shivering a little.

"Well, I'll stay with you until they come back, alright?"

"B-but, what if they don't come back, Zooma?"

"They will come back, don't worry."

"How do you know, Zooma?" Young Drew sniffed.

"I don't, but I know they wouldn't abandon you like they did me..."

"Did your Mama and Daddy leave you when you were little?"

"Yeah, they left me alone when I was a baby... But I don't want to let the same thing happen to anyone else I meet. That's why I don't want to leave you until your parents come back." Zooma explained. Then, Young Drew suddenly hugged him.

"Thank you, Zooma! When I grow up and get my first pokemon, I'll come back here and show you!" Young Drew cried. I smiled, then turned to my left when I heard the sound of doors sliding open. Zooma also perked up at the sound as well.

"Hey, kid! I think your parents are here!"

"Really, Zooma?" Young Drew asked, looking up into Zooma's silver eyes.

"I'm sure. Go back home with them, alright?"

"Right, Zooma." Young Drew said as he let go and started for the exit. Halfway there, he stopped and turned back to Zooma.

"You'll keep your promise too, won't ya, Zooma?"

"I sure will, Drew."

"Ok, then. Bye, Zooma!" Young Drew yelled as he waved goodbye. He then met up with his parents at the entrance and went home, before the memory faded.

"Why did I see that again?" I asked aloud. Then, another memory brightened and showed me at the greenhouse again, except I was eight and had Roserade when she was still a Budew in my arms.

"Hey, Zooma! I came back, just like I promised! I want you to meet my new friend, Budew!" Young Drew shouted, Budew also shouting something. Suddenly, an even bigger black wolf jumped silently down behind him and stood on its hind legs, putting a hand on Young Drew's shoulder and saying: "I'm glad you're back, kid."

"Zooma! You evolved!" Young Drew excitedly said after he turned around and saw the evolved Zooma.

"I sure did, kid." he said, then bent down to Budew, "And who's your friend?"

"This is Budew, my first Pokemon. I told you I would come back once I got my first pokemon, and I kept my promise." Young Drew explained. Then, he turned to Budew and said: "Budew, this is Zooma. He's a friend of mine. Say hi!"

"Hi! Hi!" Budew said, smiling.

"He sure takes after you, Drew." Zooma said, chuckling, "Anyway, when you become a pokemon trainer, what are ya goin' to do?" Young Drew froze at that and looked down sadly.

"I-I don't know, Zooma. That's another reason why I came. Do you know what I should be?"

"Well, what do you like to do the best with your pokemon?"

"Contests, but..."

"'But' what?" Zooma asked sternly. Young Drew cringed a bit before bursting into tears and hugging Zooma, putting Budew on the ground first.

"Everyone laughs and teases me when I say I want to be a Coordinator, telling me that I'm a girly-boy! I want to be a Coordinator, Zooma, but I don't want to be teased, either!" he cried. Zooma slowly lifted Young Drew from his waist all the way up to his head and made him look Zooma in the eyes.

"Drew, don't let the teasing get to you. Do what you want. Don't listen to all that teasing. I think you'll be a great Coordinator."

"(sniff) Really, Zooma?"

"Really. And if you want, I can come with you when you go on your journey."

"Really, Zooma? You'd do that?"

"I sure would, kid." Zooma told him, putting him back on the ground, "Now, go show those meanies what Drew, the Top Coordinator of LaRousse City and the entire Hoenn Region, can do!" Young Drew bobbed his head up and down at that, then picked Budew up.

"Will do, Zooma, Master of all Pokemon!" he joked. Then, he ran back out the doors of the Greenhouse and the memory faded.

"Why did I remember both of those memories?" I questioned myself. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my left side, making me cry out. After that, there came a series of sharp pains, making me yell out with each hit. They were starting to make me dizzy and lightheaded with pain. Suddenly, everything started to shake and the pains faded away.

"Drew! Drew, WAKE UP!" I heard someone yell. Then, it steadily got louder as the pain disappeared and the shaking got worse. I soon recognized the voice as my Roserade's, who was trying to shake me awake. But I felt so weak from all those hits, I fell to the ground and nearly blacked out.

"Rose...rade..." I whispered, slipping into the darkness.

Reality:

I shot up, clutching my chest and breathing heavily. I looked around to find myself back at camp, with a worried Roserade beside me.