I'm just going to go ahead and say that this is not a yaoi story. NOT a yaoi story. Don't read into the relationship between the two main characters two much, it's not going to happen. Enjoy!
Prologue Pt 1: The Sensorial Orphanage and Trinity School
(Aaron's P.O.V.)
First off, let me start by saying that being the only Fighting-type Pokemon in an orphanage for Psychic-types doesn't exactly have its perks. One would be expected to have kids swarming around them asking them what was different about them, you know the whole innocent curiosity thing. But no, I was discriminated against. Like I was a parasite or a pest. All the other kids completely ignored me, and when I tried to make myself noticed, I was pushed away or chastised.
Life at S.O. wasn't exactly easy. It started when my parents dumped me on the stairs. Heh, typical I know. At first I was treated like I was special. I was a baby at the time so it was expected. I was fed everyday, when I cried I got what I wanted, and I was always the center of attention. All the while the Aides were disputing over whether or not I should be kept or not. A few thought it was wrong to allow a fighting-type to be in an orphanage for psychics while the rest just didn't have the heart to turn away a homeless child. The only one who didn't argue was Ms. Beth. The youngest Aide, a Delphox, who decided to make me her responsibility even though she was only there half the day. When she was there she fed me, changed me, and even made sure I was tucked in every night. During all of this one Aide, on the side willing to trade me over to a different orphanage, looked down at me with scorn. Her name was Ms. Fern, a Gothitelle, who, to this day tried to do everything she could to make me hate it there. When I turned old enough(10) she decided I should start helping around the orphanage. Her birthday gift to me was a broom which I was ordered to use to sweep every single room until it was spotless. Meanwhile everyone else got cake and played all day. I wasn't allowed to get a piece until every room was clean. It was at this point that I began to realize that something was wrong...
"M-ms. Fern?"
She looked at me with a scowl.
"What do you want you urchin?!"
I backed away a little before continuing.
"H-how come everyone else gets a piece of cake and play while I have to clean?"
She frowned and then smiled.
"Well Aaron...let's put it this way. I gave you a job to do, and when you're done that job, you get reward: cake. If you don't finish you don't get cake. Simple."
"W-well how come I'm the only one who has to clean?"
She started to walk away.
"Because you're not the same as everyone else. You're different, so you get treated different."
She was about to leave the room but stopped short when she heard my last question.
"Doesn't that seem a b-bit...unfair?"
She turned toward me.
"Are you questioning me?"
I backed away, knowing what was coming.
"N-no! I just wanted to know-"
"You know the penalties for questioning me..."
She lifted a hand and her eyes began to glow. A blue aura surrounded my body and I screamed in pain.
"Ah AAHH!"
I slowly fell, first on my knees, then my front paws, and then flat on my stomach. Tears started to flow and I cried.
"Please...stop..."
The aura disappeared and she walked away.
"Good. Now finish cleaning and maybe you'll get some cake..."
I heard her mumble the words "If there's any left..." as she closed the door. I got up and slowly walked over to the broom, before continuing sweeping. I had gotten a Psychic every time I asked a question regarding her treatment toward me. I noticed more things that seemed "unfair" in the orphanage. Like how while I cleaned, the other kids got to play, or how all the other kids slept in a big room together, while I had to sleep in a small room by myself, and finally how nice she was to all the other kids, all the smiles and rewards they got, while all I got was chastisement and punishment. When another child dropped their food, they got a smile and had another plate made ready for them...However if I dropped food I got a Psychic, had to clean it up, and was not fed until the next meal.
By the time I had finished sweeping it was already night. I groggily walked to where the cake had been served and found Ms. Fern sitting at the table eating a piece.
"Ms. Fern? I've finished sweeping...may I have some cake?"
She put the plate down and smiled.
"Of course!"
I smiled for the first time that day as she picked up the serving utensil but frowned when looking on the platter.
"Oh I'm sorry Aaron, there isn't any more! It seems as though I've eaten the last piece..."
My smiled reverted back to a frown, and I heard my stomach grumble.
"Can I at least have dinner?"
She clicked her tongue and waved a finger.
"Now now Aaron, you know dinner is served at 6 p.m everyday. If you wanted it you should've came down to get some."
I started to cry and looked at her wicked smile. She escorted me to bed while I wept. She shoved me in my room.
"Go to bed."
She slammed the door closed leaving me in almost complete darkness, the only light coming from the moonshine outside my window. I laid in my bed and cried until I heard my door open. I sniffled and smiled when I saw it Ms. Beth. She peeked her head in and was carrying a bag.
"Hey Aaron. Sorry I couldn't get to you all day, Ms. Fern kept me busy."
I hopped out of bed and hugged her. She smiled at me as I looked up at her with tears in my eyes.
"Happy Birthday."
She pulled an aluminum covered plate out of her bag.
"I saved you some cake. You want it?"
I sniffled and stifled a small: "yes..." We both sat on my bed and Ms. Beth fed me my cake. I was a little embarrassed seeing as I just turned ten years old.
"Ms. Beth...how come Ms. Fern doesn't like me?"
She avoided my gaze as she answered.
"She doesn't dislike you. She just has an odd way of showing how much she cares..."
"But..she always makes me clean while the other kids are allowed to play. A-and I'm never allowed to talk to any of the other kids."
She rubbed my back as I ate.
"She's just trying to make sure you grow up to be strong and behaved. All the other kids are going to be spoiled and rotten. while you'll be nice and polite."
I finished my cake and gave her the plate.
"Listen. Now that you're ten, you're going to have to go start going to actual school. The learning program may not be a viable learning process now since none of the other kids speak to you..."
I looked down sadly. She noticed this and smiled.
"Don't worry! School will be a great place for you to meet other kids and make friends! You'll have a great time learning and having fun. Just wait."
She hugged me and got up, about to leave.
"You'll have a bunch of new friends in no time."
She closed the door behind her and left with a smile on her face.
The next morning Ms. Beth held my hand as we walked to my new school. I looked down at the ground, extremely nervous about going to school. Before now I was taught by an Aide, a Xatu, who was willing to teach me. All the other aides who taught were the ones who didn't want me around so I was taught alone. But by doing this I paid more attention to her lessons, even at a young age. She made sure I got a proper education even if I was different. This morning she came to see me and say goodbye since she wouldn't be my teacher anymore.
Anyway, we approached the school, Ms. Beth looked down at my nervous form, staring at the ground and clutching her hand tightly. She smiled softly.
"It'll be okay Aaron. You may be nervous, but you'll be fine. I promise. Look up."
I did as I was told and saw that it wasn't as bad as I thought. There weren't only Psychic-types and no one scowled at me. In fact, no one looked at me at all. There were three buildings surrounded by a large fence. A sign read "Welcome to Trinity School. Grades range from first to twelfth. One adequately sized was labeled "Elementary", one larger one was labeled "Middle" and the last one, the noticeably larger one was labeled "High School". I saw all kinds of Pokemon ranging from baby to middle evolutions, who mainly went into the elementary school and larger Pokemon ranging from middle evolutions to fully evolved Pokemon who mainly went into the middle and high schools. Ms. Beth led me to the smallest building and signed me in. She made conversation with the Unfezant(F) secretary and led me to a room around the corner. On the door in multiple colors read:
"Ms. Flora's fifth grade class. Welcome!"
A Sunflora was standing outside and greeted us.
"Hi there! What's your name?"
I hid behind Ms. Beth and she giggled.
"Not much of a talker huh?"
She looked up at Ms. Beth and they walked me in the class. Ms. Flora walked to the front of the room and gained the attention of the other kids. Meanwhile Ms. Beth knelt down in front of me.
"Now look. I know your nervous...but we talked about this yesterday remember? You aren't gonna cry, you aren't gonna whine. You're here to make friends and learn. You're a big boy now so you have to act like it okay?"
I nodded and she continued.
"Remember, if you ever need help don't be afraid to ask. There's no need to be nervous."
She stood up and kissed my forehead.
"You be good. Bye!"
She left the room just in time for Ms. Flora to finish quieting everyone down.
"Alright everyone! We have a new student today. His name is Aaron and he'll be joining us."
She put her leaves on my shoulders. And looked down at me.
"Is there anything you'd like to tell us about yourself?"
I looked up at everyone and nearly panicked when I saw everyone staring at me. I looked down and shook my head 'no'.
"Oh, well that's fine. Just take your seat, there's one open right next to Jacqueline."
She pointed to a Pumpkaboo floating over a desk. I slowly walked to my seat, avoiding the gazes of everyone, and sat down.
"Now then everyone. I have some multiplication practice sheets for you to work on."
She placed one on everyone's desk.
"Alright now get to work. You may talk to the person next to you."
I paid no attention to my worksheet and looked up in thought.
(I wonder how long this is gonna last. For as long as I've been here no one's said a word to me except the teacher...)
I started doing the worksheet in front of me.
(Just be yourself like Ms. Beth told you. If you do that you'll have plenty of friends in no time!)
I smiled and eagerly continued working. If only I'd have known what school would really be like.