A/N: sorry for the lack of chapters of my HOTD story. I didn't mean for the story to be put on hold like that. School has been very rough and I hope to entertain what few readers I have with something fresh. This story will have a harem, but I won't reveal to you the next Pokémon Anth will have. I am open to suggestions on what Pokémon Anth should have as long as the Pokémon is female. I will NOT accept yaoi or any futanari on Anth as it is both strange and disturbing to write. And for the record, this hasn't been decided whether or not it will be official canon to the other stories, despite having Anth and Grace in it. Grace is not pregnant in this but is still active in her love life with Anth. Their canonic past does apply with the exception of Grace's pregnancy, revealed in the last chapter of SOTD. Disclaimer, I do not own Pokémon, but I do own the OCs and their backgrounds.

Chapter one: Remember the past, relate the present

(1 week after the pair's arrival, 9 AM)

Anth and Grace traveled around the Pokémon world, starting at the Hoenn region. Anth, now at the age of 24, and Grace who is also 24, wandered between the cities. Anth's transformation technique worked well as it helped disguise himself as a human. The only real downsides to the transformation were that his senses and abilities in general were reduced to that of a highly sensitive human, meaning his senses are about 2 to 3 times that of an average human.

He had himself registered as a trainer with a false identity, but his name was real, as he had it changed. Anson Ares Kitsu was his trainer name, as well as his now true name since he abandoned the old one. Grace took to the name well, but still called him Anth. Since Grace was no pushover, she laid down the law hard when it came to the lecherous male Pokémon.

"Anth, I know that Pokémon battles are fun, but can we just rest for a bit?" The Gardevoir asked, as her feet and legs were becoming sore from the constant travels. "Sure, we can stop for awhile," replied the tailed beast in disguise. Anth pulled out his Poké-gear and pulled up the navigator. The device indicated that they were on route 120, an area with varying climate conditions. Right now, it was partly cloudy. Since Grace was his only Pokémon, he decided that he should build up a team so that maybe he could take on the region's Pokémon league.

He pulled out a notebook from his backpack and looked over the Hoenn region section that detailed what was in this area. He looked through all the ground based Pokémon. (A/N: ground based, meaning the Pokémon that would walk on land, not to be confused with ground-type Pokémon.) One name piqued his interest. "Hmm. It seems that there may be an absol in the area, Grace," said Anth.

Grace stretched her arms, causing her prized bust to rise with them, she grunted audibly from the strain as she popped her spine. Sighing with relief, she relaxed, before speaking, "A dark-type, Anth? Are you sure about searching for that kind of Pokémon? Psychic-types aren't very good with dark-types since dark is strong against psychic."

Anth had to think on that one, as it has been awhile since he studied over what was strong or weak against what. Then he remembered the training he put Grace through to strengthen her punches.

(Flashback, 3 days after Grace's arrival in Anth's dimension, 6:30 AM)

Anth had arrived up at his college's recreation center with grace at the passenger seat. He parked the car in a reserved spot and his parking permit and handicap placard were up to show he had the right to park there.

Grace looked at the large building, amazed at the size of it. "Wow, this place is huge," exclaimed the Gardevoir. "Yeah, and it will be where you and I tone your muscles up," said a 19 year old Anth as he locked the car. He had a gym bag that had work out clothes for grace and some supplies, like food and drinks. Anth was about to check them in when the lady at the desk held her hand. "It's free rec day here, anyone who comes in doesn't need an ID," spoke the clerk with a smile. She gave Anth 2 keys, one for a locker in the boys' side, and another for Grace on the girls' side.

Anth grinned and guided his loving woman through the gate and towards the locker rooms. Grace was somewhat confused, then the rules she had read in Anth's memories hit her and she knew what to do.

(Grace's POV, 6:35 AM)

I walked into the locker rooms, seeing rows of tan lockers to my left and some showers and toilets. A single shower was running and I felt the presence of another female in that shower. I walked around to find the corresponding locker the key I held belonged to. I found it just as the woman from the shower came up beside me to open her locker. She looked to be about 20, sporting a similar figure as mine. Her skin however was tan, so she must have spent time under the sun. She dried her hair off, showing me her figure. I was somewhat turned on by this, but focused on getting redressed.

"Nice dress there," spoke the woman. "You look like you are ready for a senior prom or something." I wasn't exactly sure how to reply so I just thanked her for the compliment. I took the dress off completely exposing my snow white skin. My gems were just a small red mark on my back, and an arching pattern that came up from the middle of my cleavage and split into curling lines arching above the top of my breasts. My nipples hardened from the cold air lapping at them. "It's cold…" I muttered.

"You'll get used to it." By this time the woman was already dressed and out the door. I opened the gym bag Anth provided for me and saw some athletic clothing, a sports bra, athletic panties, and some green shorts. I put on the clothes, and stored my dress and the gym bag into the locker. I took the key with me and met Anth who was also dressed. For the rest of the day until the facility closed, Anth worked me rather hard, but I lived through it regardless. After all, a woman needs to have a strong punch in order to have a peaceful life.

(End flashback, Normal POV)

Anth and Grace sat and ate some sandwiches they had made earlier that morning in the Pokémon center in Fortree City. The sandwiches had Oran berry jelly and peanut butter inside them. Anth found the food to be in good taste and thought of ways to make different berries into jelly. Grace just sat back in the grass, relaxed and content with just being with Anth. What the 2 lovers didn't know was that they were being watched from a distance by a certain disaster Pokémon. Unlike its brethren, it had a humanoid shape instead of the normal quadruped form.

A/N: I think I may cap this chap here. Remember, as I said before, I am open to suggestions on what Pokémon Anth should have as a mate. Right now I already have 3 planned, as well as their sequential order. Don't beg me to tell you, as I won't tell you. And those that think you know and start rumors about what I am about to put on, I might as well close this story down. Sorry that I didn't get a lemon in this chapter, but who knows? I may add one for the next chapter.