He didn't want to leave...he was coming to like the new girl in his new town. After the fifth time of moving, Brendan lost his hope of settling down in a normal town and staying with friends that he could have had. He knew that he couldn't form any close bonds because it would be too hard to leave. He hated the feeling...but he couldn't resist her innocent smile.

Hey guys! This is the new and improved first chapter for those of you who read it before! I did some revising to make things a bit better, so tell me if it's good! And here we go!

May: 9 years old

Brendan: 9 years old

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New Town: Part One: Girl in the Forest

It was a quiet town that was somewhat secluded from the rest. It was a calm place with only a few, very peaceful people residing in it. Littleroot Town was actually very normal, and there were a few small homes and one laboratory that all of the children adored.

"Hmm," the young girl hummed as she picked flowers from a small meadow next to her home. It was a beautiful day and she crouched down, observing each and every unique flower. Smiling, she picked yet another blossom and added it to her collection in her other hand.

Her name was May Maple, and she was one of the few children who lived in Littleroot Town. May was an unusually happy girl who always tried to find the good in things. She loved to collect flowers and she adored cute and cuddly things. Her father was the Petalburg City gym leader and her mother was Caroline, a sweet woman with brown hair and calming blue eyes.

In the distance, coming from not too far away, there came a hustle and bustle of a vehicle heading for the small town. The girl got up slowly and looked to the direction of the moving van, sighing, she stretched her legs. Her sapphire eyes were questioning as she patted her light blue sundress. With a shrug, she walked back into her home to show her mother her new collection of flowers.

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A large moving truck sputtered to a stop in front of a quaint home. Quickly the passenger door opened and a boy stumbled out and accidentally landed on his face. His name was Brendan Birch and he had jet black hair and some what intimidating mahogany eyes.

"Ow!" he yelled, getting up and rubbing his cheek.

He looked around and sighed, it was the fifth time he had moved in the year, and he was growing tired of it. He wanted to actually settle down somewhere instead of moving every time his father wanted to research some new, exotic, rare pokémon. He prayed for the day when he could actually make friends and spend time with them.

He had given up trying to make friends because he knew that his family would move again and again. He didn't want to form bonds and end up saying good-bye without really getting to know them. Sighing, he brushed himself off and walked to the back of the moving van. With a quick movement, he unlocked the titanium trunk and the door slid up with ease. Making sure that his mother was out of sight, he climbed in the back and searched around.

"Where are you?" he asked himself, moving boxes and looking every where.

All of a sudden a pair of golden eyes met his. "Aha!" Brendan laughed. Kneeling down, he pulled the pokemon out of the darkness and patted his head. He was a Poochyena that Brendan had befriended on their way to the new town. But, the pokémon was different than other Poochyena, unlike the other gray and black ones, he was a light brown color with blue and gold eyes instead of red and gold.

"Finally found you boy, I know you don't like it in here, but my mom said I couldn't bring you and I did. And if she knew you were here, she would make me get rid of you, so we're gonna have to be quiet and hide you somewhere, okay?"

With that the boy found his box of belongings which was actually empty. He opened it and placed the puppy inside. He whimpered a bit, not liking the small space, but he sat down anyway.

"Good boy!" he whispered, "don't worry, I'll take you out right when we get inside and play, but for now, I'm gonna close the box, alright?"

Poochyena growled, disliking the fact that he would have to be in yet another dark, and tight space. The boy quickly put a finger to his lips and closed the box slightly. With that, he picked up the container and jumped out of the moving truck. Once Brendan entered his new home, his jaw dropped open to see that the inside was better than he had imagined. It had spacious, open ceilings that arched, and a wooden railing on the stairs. There were amazing granite counter tops in an enclosed area with an island counter in the middle. There were stainless steel appliances that went along with the space, clearly stating that it was the kitchen.

A fire place jutted slightly out of the wall that was bordered with a light colored marble. Standing in the middle of the living room was his mother, clad in a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt. Smiling a bit, he quietly walked across the wooden floor and towards the stairs, not wanting to bother his mother.

"Oh, Brendan!" she cried as she saw him, "I was wondering were you were! Anyway, your room is upstairs, second door on the left, okay? Oh, what do you have in the box there, Honey? Do you need help with it? Here, let me-,"

"No, no," Brendan interrupted, turning away slightly, "I-I-I mean, no thanks, Mom, I got it. I'll be fine, it may look heavy, but it's really light. So, I'll see you later!" With that, Brendan left his mother speechless and zoomed up the stairs. Mrs. Birch frowned and shook her head, with a shrug, she strode outside to unload the rest of the boxes.

Gently closing his door, Brendan realized that his room was rather hot. Sighing, he placed the box down on the ground and went over to a window, sliding it open, a cool breeze flooded into his room. Smiling to himself, he turned back around to see that the cardboard box and his door were open. Brendan's eyes widened with horror realizing that his pokemon had escaped.

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"Mom, look! I brought you some flowers!" the girl said as she entered her home.

"Oh, thank you May! They're beautiful," her mother said as she gently took the flowers from her daughter's hand and placed them into a crystal vase. She smiled at her daughter and admired the gorgeous arrangement in the living room.

May leaned on the counter of her home and she spotted an empty vase. "I'll go and get you some more!" May said as she headed out the door.

As May exited her house, she saw a boy on the ground, apparently, he had fallen, "Hmm," May said, "Who is that?"

He was dressed in a red, plaid shirt and jeans. The boy quickly got up from the ground and brushed himself off, looking around suspiciously, he nodded and ran behind the moving vehicle. May laughed, "okay then." Shaking her head, she clasped her hands behind her back and headed for the forest.

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Brendan panicked as he searched for his missing pokémon. He had inspected the entire house, and even impossible places like in a toilet, and under a tissue box. He called and called to no avail.

"Poochyena," Brendan whispered angrily, "You better come out right now!"

Thinking into the situation, he grabbed his head and ran out the door. Looking around frantically, he noticed a brown figure disappearing into the forest. Immediately, he sprinted into the forest, not ready to lose his old friend again.

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May, swung her arms back and forth happily. Humming to herself she finally came to a large clearing filled with flowers of all kind. Smiling happily she skipped to the middle and crouched down to look at the flowers.

She was about to pick a blue daisy, when something else caught her eye. In the middle of a small patch of grass was pink blossom that had three smaller flowers protruding from it. May tilted her head and observed the strange flower. Slowly, she approached the oval plant and tried to pick it from the ground.

Surprisingly, the blossom would not come out of the terrain. This time, she pulled harder, but it still would not detach from the soil. Grunting with annoyance, she pulled with all of her might to see that the plant had a pink root…that was shaped like a cat?

The root hissed and quickly, May dropped the object on the ground. That was definitely not a flower. But what ever it was, it turned around and hissed menacingly at May. The young girl quickly backed away in fear and suddenly, the pink object pounced, its paws outstretched.

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Brendan leaned against a tree and tried to even his breaths. Sliding down he wiped the sweat off of his fore head and looked around. Dang, where did that pokémon go? Suddenly, he heard a small crunching sound coming from behind him. Slowly, the boy crawled around the tree to see his Poochyena digging in the soil. The dirt spread all over the pokémon and its light brown fur became filthier and filthier.

"Ack! Stop that! You're making a mess!" Brendan cried, picking up his pokémon. As he patted Poochyena's fur, small clouds of dust floated into teh air. Finally, the pokémon returned to its normal color, Brendan placed Poochyena on the ground and folded his arms, "Don't ever run off again! You hear me?! Don't ever! Who knows what could have happened if some one else found you? Geez…"

All of a sudden, Poochyena began to growl. His lips curled over his teeth and he snarled viciously. Brendan frowned and placed him down gently, "What's wrong?"

Poochyena sniffed the ground and suddenly he turned on his heel and growled menacingly. It was already getting darker and the afternoon sun rays shone through the thick trees. "Poochyena, come on, lets get out of here. Mom might be worried about us." Poochyena ignored Brendan and continued to growl. All of a sudden there was a loud high-pitched cry for help. The pair looked to each other and frowned. Then Poochyena sprinted deeper into the forest.

Brendan's mouth dropped open and he looked around suspiciously, what if that cry came from a dead person who was buried here? I can't believe that I am so paranoid! Shaking the thoughts from his head, he grunted and chased after his pokémon.

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Brendan and Poochyena burst into a clearing to see a brunette running around madly. Her arms were in the air and there were tears in her eyes.

"AAAHHHHH!!" she cried, "It's alive! The pink root is alive!"

Brendan frowned and looked to the small shape chasing after her. His eyes widened and he immediately took action. No doubt that the pink object was a wild pokémon. Pink or not, it was chasing an innocent bystander.

"Poochyena, use Tackle!"

May frowned looked on the other side of the clearing to see a boy around her age with a determined expression on his face. The Poochyena quickly charged after the shape and suddenly, it parted from chasing May. As it did, the girl slowed to a stop and put her hands on her knees and tried to even her breathing. Hallelujah! Finally, a break…so tired. The figure meowed in fright as the Poochyena growled and snapped at it. The pair ran in circles repeatedly and soon Poochyena was gaining on its tail.

The light brown pokémon was just about to bite down on the pokémon's backside, when all of a sudden; the pink shape darted toward May. But, before she could move out of the way, both of the pokémon jumped and slammed into her.

"Ack!" she yelled as they toppled to the ground. Shaking her head from the impact, May slowly rose from the flowers and blinked. She looked to her left to see the two pokémon lying on the grass with swirls in their eyes.

Right then and there, May realized that the 'pink root' was adorable. Gasping, she gently picked up the small pokémon and cradled it in her arms. Its fur was as soft as cotton and as May stroked it, the pokémon purred with delight.

"Are you alright?" Brendan cried as he ran across the clearing. When he reached her side, he realized that May was holding a pink and tan colored cat in her arms.

"Aw, isn't it cute?" May stated absent-mindedly, not realizing that Brendan was even there.

He frowned at the strange girl and laughed, "That's a Skitty right?"

"Huh?" May glanced up to see Brendan smiling at her, she frowned at his mahogany eyes and smiled back. "Y-yeah," she finally said, "I think so." She looked down to the small pokémon in her arms again, so this is a pokémon.

It was quiet for a moment and finally Brendan spoke, "Oh, and I'm Brendan by the way." He extended his hand towards her and smiled.

May placed the Skitty in her lap and took his hand and shook it, "I'm May," she gasped and pointed at him, "You're that boy who fell out of the moving van!"

Brendan's mouth dropped open and he rubbed the back of his head, "Ha, you saw that?"

"Where are you from?" she asked as she looked stroked the pokemon's fur, ignoring him again.

Brendan blinked, "Um, I'm from the Johto Region... my family moved here because my dad was transferred."

"Oh, I see." May nodded her head and smiled, "Well, I'm sure you'll like it here, it's very peaceful and the air is always so fresh!"

Brendan smiled and frowned at this unusually happy girl. He hated the thought at the back of his head, the thought that haunted him the whole way to the new town, leaving. He was beginning to like May. Brendan sighed as he realized that his vow to refrain from relationships was broken. Slowly, he knelt down next to his Poochyena and patted his head, waking the pokemon up.

"We'd better head home," Brendan said.

"Yup," May laughed, "new neighbor."

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