Kay I just want to say that this story was adopted from TG-91 due to her 6 year absence and lack of updating and that the first four chapters belong to him. also i needed an outlet for my random side and this story was perfect! hmm me and TG-19 have a lot in common (we both like waffles and cookies and caterpies ect..) mayby i should email him...
My name wouldn't be Ruby if I wasn't a pretty, cute girl with long, red hair and glowing, cerulean eyes...
I could catch peoples attention wherever I went...
Well, that tiny, defenseless little caterpillar Pokémon sure caught my attention that day.
I had been walking for almost three hours, taking one of my usual evening promenades in the forest.
Then I spotted, what would be my best friend, from that day on.
A Caterpie. Its eyes glimmered like emeralds in the dawn, and even though it was a bug, it was sure the most overwhelming creature I had ever seen.
Those large eyes. I just couldn't resist them.
Gently I put the Caterpie in my arms, I just kneeled down in front of it.
And it didn't even try to run away.
I've always loved Pokémon, but I was a bit too lazy to get myself one.
With Pokémon follows a great responsibility and I am, honestly, not a person who can handle too much responsibility.
I am a normal girl. Running after boys all day long, living for today, not for tomorrow.
But even though I knew that I probably would threw the Caterpie out of the window someday because I had been tired of raising it like my own daughter , I brought it home.
I didn't even need a Pokéball. Not that I had one, but anyway.
Caterpie sat on my shoulder the whole way home to our little house in the middle of the forest.
I played with it the whole night, and when I woke up on the afternoon, it was asleep on my belly.
I once again got caught by those eyes.
They were deep as the ocean, but beautiful as blooming flowers in the setting sun.
I couldn't stop gazing into them. It was like felling into a bottomless pit. They were endless, like stars in the sky.
And I even cried because of their beauty. And I'm not a girl that cries over nothing.
I was raised with the nature as my second home.
I wasn't even scared of Arboks or Ekans, even though they usually were a girls worst nightmare.
But those eyes. Those beautiful, glowing eyes... I couldn't resist them.
And I still can't.
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