AUTHOR NOTE:

KM: Hey everyone, Kitty-Master here, this is my first story, so be nice, I'm still learning all the tricks of writing, so I'm basically tuna in a shark infested ocean. I'm going to try and update as often as I can, I'm definitely not going to drop any of my stories, it always ticked me off when someone did that, so I don't count on doing it to someone else.

Now for my first story is about Kunie, now if you didn't read the description (which is dumb, cause who would click on the story without reading the description first?), the first chapter starts out when Kunie is a little bit younger, this is more of a beginning the story kind of thing, I rushed a bit too quickly in making Kunie like her partner so I have to take it back a notch. Kunie in this chapter is eight, and the proud captain of her school's soccer team, she isn't interested in much else, and doesn't have good connections with kids her age, so she's a bit of an outcast at her school.

Disclaimer: The cover base was from Raindroplilly, from Deviantart. Pokemon doesn't belong to me, because if it did, Ash would have grown up and matured by now. Kunie is mine though...

Kunie: what? no I'm not...

KM: yes you are. We talked about this Kunie.

Kunie: but we didn't-

KM: she's in denial, moving along now.

I ran in place as I held my bag close to me. I was late. I wasn't usually.

I almost never was.

But when I was excited for something I would usually do something I didn't do often.

In this case it was being late.

I had missed breakfast in all of my hurry, only being able to swipe a banana from the counter, mommy had showed her disapproval with a quick glare. There were only a few people at the street crossing, a little girl with a Lillipup, two businessmen, and a teenage boy. The teenage boy looked like a trainer, and I could tell he was by the gym badge case he was looking at in his hands.

I unconsciously cringed at the sight of him.

I could only beg for the green light to show, wanting to separate from the group as soon as I could. Finally I saw the green man on the sign, and immediately ran into the street, after I had crossed I ran the last blocks distractedly before finally making it to school, I was sweating a little considering today's heat.

Today was Saturday, and we had a game, our last one for this season, and I was late.

As team captain that was unacceptable.

I wish mommy had given me a ride.

I ran past the chain-link fence, and into to the soccer field, I saw all the stands were full, with two teams of kids, ones wearing cherry red jerseys, and the other wearing royal blue, I ran to the blue team, they were huddled up, discussing with each other heatedly, I knew it was about me, and I knew I was in so much trouble.

"Wait! Here she is!" I heard Katherine (our defense mid-fielder) shout, the team turned and their frowns turned into full blown smiles, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a salmon colored hair tie as I ran to them, I tied my hair into a high ponytail, I finally reached them, and stopped in front of them.

"I'm sorry I'm late." I apologized quietly.

"We were about to start without you!" Junko (our goal-keeper) admonished.

So they hadn't started yet.

Thank goodness.

"You came in pretty close Nagako, it would have been hard to win without my main striker." Coach scolded lightly, his tall build shadowing me.

"I know, I'm sorry coach. It won't happen again." inside I promised myself it wouldn't, it was embarrassing it even happened to me, I blame daddy.

Coach nodded grimly, then gesturing me to go in with the others.

"Go Kunie!" I was confused, I knew my parents weren't here, turned and saw my neighbor Mrs. Ross; she was standing, and cheering loudly, making her son Corey, who was next to her, look down in embarrassment. I waved at her awkwardly, knowing how he was feeling, I didn't really know Corey all that well now that I thought about it, he was probably still in that "girls have cooties" stage. I turned to my team who were looking at me expectantly, I started off with the first team plays we would do, I wasn't one for flowery and silly encouragement words, everyone on my team knew that, I expected them to do they're best to win, but also have fun, if they couldn't manage that they weren't cut out to be on this soccer team.

Marcus (our forward) stood behind me, I looked back at him, he nodded with a grin, he was just as excited as I was.

I turned to the other team, a shuddering breath of excitement filled me.

The thrill of soccer.

The game was over with sooner than I expected.

We won 4-2.

And by the end of it we were all nothing but piles of a sweaty mess.

Happy piles of sweaty mess that is.

I watched as most of my team went to their families, Pokemon coming to congratulate them, it made me frown, I had never been a big fan of trainers, so I basically didn't really like gyms, Pokemon contests or the Pokemon league.

It was all so violent.

The thought of children going to labs to take a creature and teach it to fight, it didn't really compel me to become a trainer. Even though my parents had wanted the experience for me, saying traveling was great, I had never agreed, even though they had gone as far as to offer to go with me. I still didn't like it, they had still tried to tempt and coax me here and there, and they had even given me some random Pokemon egg they had found a few weeks back. I didn't like it all that much, it kept wiggling at night and making small noises, I wished it would just hatch already because I'm pretty sure it'll be much more quieter at night!

I watched as my team waved at me, I raised my hand in farewell, "bye!" one of them shouted as they left.

"See you next season!" I heard Marcus shout at me, I waved at him as well, but I faltered when I saw a Chimchar on his shoulder, the pair of eyes blinked at me, and it laughed crazily. I closed my hand into a fist, and lowered it.

Why did most of my team have to have Pokemon?

It made avoiding them hard!

Sighing in frustration I started my trek home.

Pokemon were part of everyone's everyday life, I was reminded of that when a pair ran barreling past my feet and almost tripping me. I had never really liked Pokemon all that much, which made the other kids avoid me in kindergarten, I had remembered on the first day the teacher had told us to say one thing about ourselves when we introduced ourselves, when it was my turn I had declared blankly that I didn't like Pokemon, all the kids had disliked me since. It was kind of lonely, but I then told myself there was no reason to make friends with Pokemon lovers if I disliked Pokemon to begin with, we would never get along. I growled under my breath when another Pokemon dangled between my legs before running off.

Why were there so many Pokemon out today?

Even now not many kids at school liked me, only the soccer team, and that was only because I kept my private life to myself, and I was team captain.

Finally seeing the house far off I took a slow jog home, I opened the white pick fence and closed it behind me; I could smell mommy's chili through the open window, I think chili's exactly what I need right now. "I'm home." I called tonelessly as I slipped off my sneakers; I went to the two pairs of slippers lined on the wall and put on mine, knowing mommy was wearing hers and daddy wasn't home. My short legs dragged me to the kitchen, I looked at mommy who was stirring what I could discern as the chili, she was humming a random tune and swaying her hips side to side to her little song, "mommy?" I asked as I looked at the strangely comforting sight, she turned and smiled at me.

"Welcome back Kunie. I'm making chili dogs for dinner." I nodded blankly, never questioning what she would make next, even if chili dogs were supposed to be a lunch food.

Standing next to her, I hugged her hips, which were what I could reach at my short height, "how was the game dear?" she asked as she pet my head and stirred as well.

"Good." I muttered tonelessly.

"Oh... Okay."

I could tell she was put off by my short answer, so I reluctantly said "we won by two points, the team did pretty good."

She smiled at this.

I find it amusing how easy it is to affect my parent's moods.

"That's great. Oh, how about you go check on your egg? Maybe it'll hatch." she tried to fake excitement, as if expecting me to go 'oh yeah! My egg!' and excitedly run up the stairs to check.

Instead I nodded and slowly went upstairs.

I knew I was disappointing my parents by not acting… well…normal.

I was different, that was it, I had once overheard my parents talking, mommy was telling daddy she thought something was wrong with me, after that I had pretended to pick up at least a bit of normality by copying children my age, mommy and daddy had been pretty happy, but that didn't work out in the end, it had been too stressing for a five year old, so I gave up. Years passed since then, I like to think maybe I grew to be my own person instead of being like everyone else.

I was... unique.

The doors were arranged with closet, guest room, mommy, and daddy's room, and up in the attic was my room (no they didn't send me up there, I wanted to have my room there, besides there was a small room underneath the stairs that was actually also part of my room even though I slept in the attic! So yay! I had the biggest room in the house!), I closed the door and dropped my slippers at the bottom of the ladder in the corner of my bottom room, I climbed the ladder leading up to my top room, it was dark except for the window next to my bed that sent light streaming in, above it was a small stained window, looking like the legendary Pokemon Reshiram, and Zekrom.

Mommy, and daddy thought it was funny because they were supposed to be Unova's legendary Pokemon, not Sinnoh's.

The bed was filled to the brim with Pokemon plush toys, none of which I was happy about, the only toy that was in the pile that I actually liked was a small black cat doll with black beady eyes and pink cheeks, the only reasons I liked it were because it wasn't a Pokemon... and because I had made it. The bed covers were a light pink, yellow, and white, the pillow cover a dark brown, the attic had been painted a light pink color, the room was filled with trinkets, and souvenirs daddy had bought on his travels and given to me for my birthday or just to show me the place he had been in.

My daddy had wanted to be a Pokemon trainer, and had gone to a Pokemon trainer school, but in the end he hadn't made the cut, so instead he went for his second favorite thing, a Pokemon photographer, he traveled all over the world gathering pictures of lots of different Pokemon, sometimes he went on scavenging trips with archeologists to take pictures.

Next to the bed was a drawer, a Minccino lamp, and next to it a container with an abnormally large black and red egg. I glared heatedly at it, the thought of even having a living Pokemon in my room made me feel disgusted, it wasn't so much the Pokemon I disliked, but what they represented for people, when you said Pokemon, the next thing people will say will always, always, be trainer.

And I despised trainers.

Despise sounds a bit harsh coming from a eight year old, but I'm no ordinary eight year old.

I walked in and sat on my bed with a huff, I set my bag of soccer equipment down, and then kicked it under the bed, I went through my drawer and pulled out pajamas, I then stood, I took a towel off from a hook next to my wardrobe and then went back down to my bottom room, which had a small bathroom, I took a quick bath, washing my hair in the process to clear out the stench of sweat I was sure mommy would complain about if I didn't wash, after my bath I settled in to my pajamas, and put on the pair of slippers I had left in front of the stairs.

I spared one look up the stairs before leaving the room, I walked downstairs hearing mommy call for dinner, I was about to open the kitchen door when it flung open, "KUNIE! DINNE-oh, honestly Kunie! You startled me, now come and sit down," mommy urged as she pushed me in after almost screaming my ear off.

I sat down on my chair and looked down at the hot dogs with chili on top, I waited till mommy sat down before I started to serve myself, she looked at the clock and sighed, "Looks like your daddy will be a little late." She told me in a fake joking manner, I sighed, both of us silently wishing daddy didn't have to work so much.

"Well…let's eat." I ate quickly, my body was aching from the game, all I wanted to do was sleep, I took my plate to the sink; after I had washed it I went and gave my mommy a kiss. She was working on some bills.

"Night mommy." I told her as I started going upstairs.

"Good night Kunie, sweet dreams." She called as I disappeared around the corner.

I made a beeline for the bathroom, quickly brushing my teeth, and face. When I got to my top room it was dark, the only light being the moonlight, I looked to the most noticeable thing in the room still, the egg, it was lightly shifting back and forth, I glared at it as I got closer, I opened the container, the egg was still wiggling, the moonlight hitting it, "honestly, why can't you just-" I cut myself off when I found the egg shaking even more, I was starting to get worried, then small cracks started appearing, my eyes widened and I took a step back, it was hatching!

Wait-hatching? No, no, no! Not now!

It started glowing, brighter, brighter, and brighter! Until I couldn't see anything, and had to turn away, finally I felt the light die down, and opened my eyes, I turned my eyes as they adjusted to the darkness again, small spots were still in my vision.

But besides that there was something there that wasn't there before, a Pokemon.

It wasn't one I was familiar with, it looked like…well…a fox…giant bushy ears, a bushy fringe, and a bushy tail, it had slick black fur, with red tips, the same red on his eye lids and eyebrows. I could only stare at it in shock, it looked like it was sleeping, but then it opened it's eyes, giant icy blue eyes, they glowed brightly in the dark, it's eyes locked with me, it blinked, I blinked, we blinked together, then it sat up, it's bushy tail wagging.

"Oh no…" I muttered, then it seemed to smile, it stood and then launched itself at me, but it was just born, so obviously his legs were weak, he was just a baby! I could tell by the way he was falling. In fear for its life I lunged to catch it.

I held it close to me, worried I had missed, but when I felt wiggling in my arms I opened my eyes, not noticing I had closed them, and looked down, large blue eyes stared at me, then it barked, but I heard…words.

"Momma!" my eyes widened, I looked around the room widely.

"W-who said that!?" I called out worriedly.

"Momma!" a voice said again, a horrifying realization hit me, I had read up on a special ability Pokemon and humans had alike, telepathy…

It hadn't hit me just yet that I was on the floor hugging a Pokemon that was calling me momma.

"D-did y-you speak?" I whispered to the little fox.

He didn't say yes or no, instead he just said "momma!" again; it was getting irritating, realizing I was still holding I dropped the Pokemon with a grimace, he yelped before looking at me with loving eyes, as if he forgave me, it made me glare.

"Ugh." I grimaced as I stood, I went to my ladder and climbed down.

"Momma!" I heard from the top, but I ignored it, I ran out of my bottom room and called for the only other person that could deal with this.

"Mommy!" at my desperate call she ran out of the kitchen and stared at me in worry, "that thing hatched!" clear disgust in my tone, either she didn't hear it or ignored my tone.

She smiled, "your egg hatched? Well what Pokemon is it?" I frowned, realizing she wasn't seeing this the way I was.

"How am I suppose to know, I could care less about Pokemon." I said vehemently, finally realizing my tone her face fell slightly.

"Oh come on dear, give the little Pokemon a chance, come on, let's go see it." she took my hand and started taking me upstairs, her tone clear that she wasn't changing her mind.

"Where is the little Pokemon?" she asked as she looked around, I pouted and pointed at the ladder, she then started climbing it, her face disappearing, I refused to budge from the door though so her head was gone from my view. "Oh wow! Hi there little guy, I've never seen your kind before." I heard her say excitedly, "oh come on Kunie, give the little…guy a chance." There was a pause, so she obviously looked to check his gender. "And he's so cute!" I expected her to say something about his telepathy, but she hadn't.

"I think he's psychic." I told her bluntly.

"Really? How come?" she probably thought I was getting excited about a Pokemon, ha, fat chance!

"He spoke through telekinesis." I said as I inched farther away from the room, unfortunately mommy brought him down.

"Momma!" he squealed once he saw me, he jumped out of mommy's arms... and into mine, I grimaced as he snuggled closer, I didn't do 'snuggling'.

"Aw he really likes you!" mommy squealed.

It made me realize how annoying Pokemon were, I had always known they were annoying, but being at such close proximity to one for five minutes made me really realize they were much worse than I thought. I held him at arm's length; he stared at me, and blinked, "hmm...he doesn't seem to be psychic Kunie…looks more like a dark type to me." Mommy commented thoughtfully, "but isn't this great!" she added in a chipper tone, I glared.

"If it's so great then you keep the mutt." With that I pushed the fox into her arms and stormed up the ladder, I closed it behind me; I then got on my messy bed, meaning the little mutt probably jumped on my bed and now it was like this.

I frowned, the Pokemon had seemed so sad when I…

No! It didn't matter what he seemed like, he was nothing but a mutt, and a Pokemon. Pokemon were nothing but stupid, annoying creatures people kept around for who knows why. I glared at the transparent curtains that were letting moonlight in, it was hitting my eye, with a frown marring my face I yanked one side of the curtain over the light, lying down with a huff, tomorrow was Sunday, which meant a whole day of mommy telling me to play with the obnoxious Pokemon.

How I wished school was here.

Tomorrow would be a long day.

"It's not so bad…" my eye twitched as she pushed the small fox closer to me, I glared at it and her, "aw. Come on Kunie, look at him, he's so cute!" she tried to push him into my arms, but I simply glared at her.

"I am not taking it on the field."

Mommy pouted, but walked away with the little demon, I sighed, today I had thought if I stayed away from the house I could stay away from the little demon fox, but mommy had been trying to coax me to take it with me, to show it outside, I could only hate it more for it. I put my soccer ball in my bag, stopping when I realized I forgot my lucky string, and went upstairs to get it, I tied the yellow band loosely around my wrist, satisfied I went back downstairs, I put on my sneakers, and picked up my bag, I huffed, it was pretty heavy, "bye Mommy!" I called as I ran out, I ran as fast as I could to the soccer field at the park, I always liked to be there first, a few Starly flew over head, they were pretty...I guess, but even pretty things were annoying.

Then a voice made me stop in shock, "have ya seen any of dim hue-men drop sum Oren berries around man? I'm star-ven!" I looked up slowly, the Starly flapped away, I blinked, I had been hearing things again. I just shook my head, and started to run again. I was excited to play in the field, maybe the rest of the team might drop by, and I'd have someone to vent my frustrations on. When I got there though, to my disappointment I found there were two teenagers there, I hesitantly slid down the slope instead of taking the stairs, I saw another teenager join the two, I sighed, I couldn't be afraid, it didn't matter if they were huge... One of them laughed at something the other one said, and didn't seem to calculate right when he kicked the ball, because it headed right for me, acting quickly I set my bag down and waited for the ball to roll my way, I stopped it with the forefront of my foot, I kicked it up and bounced it on my knee a few times before kicking it in the air, and kicking it in their direction when it came back down.

"Nice one kid!" I heard the one who threw the ball shout.

The ball rolled all the way to one of the boys who dribbled it before making a 'come here' gesture, I sighed in relief, I had thought they would kick me out of the field, I dropped my bag on a bench, and ran to them, one of them smirked at me, he took the ball, and then kicked it to me, I kicked my foot up, and started bouncing it on my knee, I then moved it to my head, bouncing, I dropped it back down to my feet, and gave one last strong kick, which went straight to the goal, the three teenagers exclaimed in awe, "wow you're good!" the blonde in the group said, I took a quick assessment of them, there was a black haired one with black eyes wearing piercings one of his nose, and three on his ears, the blonde with blue eyes a giant grin on his face, and a brunette with gold eyes, and a Squirtle shirt, I smiled lightly and nodded.

"You want to play?" the brunette asked me.

I thought about it then smiled, "sure…I'm trying to keep busy." I told them as I ran to the net, and got the ball again, I chucked it to the blonde one, he grinned.

"Introductions are in order then, my name is Yuri!" he said as he pointed at himself with his thumb.

The brunette smiled politely, "my name is Luca. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said as he bowed, the last one simply crossed his arms, and stared at me.

"And that serious guy there is Haku. Don't let his bad boy attitude bother you; he's nothing but a big teddy bear!" Yuri said happily, I stared at Haku in blank confusion; he looked away with a click of his tongue, though he didn't deny the accusation.

"Well…what's your name?" I jolted and looked at them, Yuri was giving me a huge amused grin; I blushed but hid it behind my hair, I hadn't realized I had been staring, but these guys were huge, as in six feet tall huge! I internally wondered if I should run for it now, and probably live another day, it felt weird even talking to people out of my age-group.

But then a little voice came into my ear and knocked some sense into me...

Woman-up Kunie!

"Kunie…" I mumbled as I looked at the green grass.

"Well Kunie, how about we play ball? Though isn't that what they say in baseball?" I nodded and ducked my head.

"I think so," I looked up again, they smiled.

Today wouldn't be so bad after all…I could finally relieve some stress by playing.

Then I heard a bark.

"Momma!" my eyes widened in horror, I turned my head and there it was, the little monster was running towards me with a smile, looking ecstatic, my bag was on the grass, tumbled down with it's contents spilling out, the little mutt stowed-away!

"Are you kidding me?!" I muttered as the demon fox ran towards me, "sorry! Can't play!" with that I ran out of there, I almost slid backwards running up the hill, but luckily I hadn't. I could hear the little demon fox behind me, I ran through roads and streets, every time I looked behind me the little demon was right on my tail, squealing happily. It was my worst nightmare come true! I hid behind people but he still found me, I hid under benches or cars, but that only seemed to help him catch up, at one point I climbed a tree, imagine my surprise when he starts clawing his way up, I had to continue running, until I actually got to a forest park, I ran the trails with the fox right behind me, and finally got to a park, I gasped for breath as I slid to my knees, I slowly looked at the sky, the sun was setting.

I don't know how long I ran, but it must have been a long time, because the sun was setting.

I was hungry, tired, and annoyed.

Hungry because all I had eaten all day was breakfast, tired because, hello, I just ran sixty miles! And annoyed…because I find that I seem to be lost.

Now I don't cry, I never cry, and I didn't cry this time either, but that didn't mean I wasn't scared either. I shakily stood up…looking left and right, swings, slides, even monkey bars…but no home…

Then I heard a rustle from a bush, I backed away, "h-hello?" I whispered worriedly, then it rustled even more, "c-come out! I'm not scared of you!" I said angrily, putting up a brave front, two ears appeared, two black ears, and then the small black face of that demon fox, I fell to my knees in shock, and defeat, "how…how did you catch up to me? I've been running for hours…and even then that's only because of training, how the heck did you keep up with me? you're just a baby…" at that my eyes widened.

He's just a baby, a child's instinct is to always look towards his mother, because she always provided everything.

Tears welled up in my eyes, I didn't care for the Pokemon though, I wasn't it's mother, I didn't want to be it's mother, "why…why can't you just go back to where you came from? go back to you real mom." I whispered I looked at the cobblestones that I sat on; they were cold, freezing up my legs which were bare, "why can't you all just leave me alone! Don't you get it? I don't like Pokemon!" I glared at the small fox, it had been looking happy and excited a while ago, but now it's face was serious and solemn, and…sad

Slowly it walked towards me, my body shook as I stared at it in shock, in my silence he got closer, until finally he was right in front of me, slowly he smiled, "what…?" I whispered tiredly, resigned to never being able to outrun him.

"Momma…" he rubbed his head on my knee, then he looked at me, and jumped on my lap, I froze, slowly he licked at my eyes, "no tears momma." he said as he continued to lick. Slowly my arms came around him, just…this once…I had read somewhere that babies needed to be hugged, so just this once I'd hug him.

He was a baby, and as such he expected someone to take care of him. Mommy and Daddy took care of me, they didn't have to, but they did, I didn't want to take care of this thing though...it wasn't mine, somewhere there would be a Pokemon looking for it's pup. But that still didn't mean I had to be cruel to it...

"I'm sorry…I shouldn't have taken this out on you, you're just a baby…and it wasn't right of me…it's just I really don't like Pokemon, a lot of people don't seem to understand that and neither do you…" I said sadly, I finally looked at the little Pokemon, "I'm sorry, but I just don't think I can take care of you…" I pushed the little creature off me and stood up.

"momma…" I looked down at him…

"What?" he rubbed his head against my ankle.

"Try."

It was then I realized embarrassingly enough. He saw me cry.

KM: phew...that was tough...and kind of scary...

So there you have it, Chapter 1. I don't really now what to think about it since I'm still new to all this, so review and tell me what ya think. Now some people will question a few things, like why is Kunie, an eight-year-old, so cold? People, I only gave you a glimpse, and as such you still don't know much about Kunie and why she's so serious for a kid her age, one of the hints you can see is that in this chapter was the last game of the season, and as you read, her parent's weren't there, that's sort of a big hint that her parents either don't think it important enough to go, or don't support that she likes soccer over Pokemon, her family are Pokemon fans and love everything to do with them, but as you saw they seem to understand why she hates anything to do with Pokemon, which is why they never pushed her, the reason Kunie doesn't like it will be explained later on. Don't forget that Kunie hates Pokemon, but loves soccer, she only knows the basic things everyone knows, as such she never bothers with it, but since her parents encourage her to like Pokemon they often buy her Pokemon tips books, and Pokemon toys, which explains why she knows a little.

Yes, Kunie calls her mom, and dad, mommy, and daddy, it was sort of to add to the effect that while she may be a cold mature person she's still a kid who needs their parents, thus her rushing to her mom in panic when the egg hatched. Even though Kunie hates Pokemon, it's clear that she forgets that, and doesn't really want anyone to get hurt, which was why she suddenly ran to catch Zorua when he jumped off the desk.