Pokemon X: A Breeder's Son
A small sunbeam roused me from my dream, whose contents I had forgotten the moment I had awakened. I shook my head against my pillow, a few strands of my long, brown hair falling against my face. I turned myself over a few times, trying to get comfortable. Failing to do so, I opened my eyes fully, admitting to myself that another day had in fact begun, and that there was no way I was going to be getting much sleep.
My blurry vision cleared after I did my best to blink away the sleep in my eyes. The first site that greeted me was the black Poke Ball comfortably placed on my nightstand. I reached out and wrapped my fingers around it. It was warm, matching the current temperature of my bedroom. A realization hit me, and I turned to see what item had directed the sunbeam into my eyes.
It was the tiny, tan Pokemon Egg my mother had left with me before leaving on a trip about a week prior. I knew without a doubt that the Egg belonged to an Eevee, but there was something different about it, it seemed small, almost... wrong. I took the Poke Ball from the nightstand, then activated it, awakening the Pokemon inside.
"Wake up, Flara."
The tiny Fairy Pokemon materialized on top my bed, the Poke Ball resting beside her. She danced atop the lilac colored petals of her flower, waiting to greet me. I reached my hand down to her, caressing the top of her head with my index finger. She cooed in response to the attention. It was a sound that I had come to love hearing her make. I could still remember our first meeting months ago.
My mother had left for the Hoenn Region to visit a colleague who had made a breakthrough in breeding Bug-Type Pokemon. She informed me rather late that she was leaving, and to make up for it, brought me a tiny Egg, which she said was due to hatch quite soon. She wasn't wrong, the Egg hatched two days after she had departed.
At the time, the tiny Flabebe seemed so fragile that I carried her around with me everywhere I went, to ensure that she didn't hurt herself. It took me a day or so to notice after she had hatched, but she seemed downtrodden. The reason became more than apparent once I realized that she didn't have a flower. Unsure of what to do to rectify the problem, I brought her to the flower gardens outside of Vaniville Town, where she immediately perked up, dancing among the flowers before finally resting atop a particular violet specimen.
After doing my best to confirm with her that this was the flower she wanted, I carefully removed the flower. Flara's immediate change in mood perplexed me, as to me, the flower was just that, a flower. But her happiness was infectious, and I couldn't help but grin along with her as I carried her back home.
From that day forward, my relationship with the Pokemon increased steadily. She quickly learned to trust me implicitly, and would even allow me to separate her from her flower, and not only so I could bathe her.
Another sunbeam cascaded into my eyes, bringing me out of my daydream. The culprit was once again the tan Egg atop my dresser. I hoisted myself out of bed, the wooden floor of my room cool on the bottom of my feet. I shuffled across the room to the Egg, then took it gently in my hands. I pressed my ear to the side, listening to the steady heartbeat that emanated from inside.
"Soon, little one. I can't wait to meet you."
The heartbeat increased slightly, as though it were responding to my words. I smiled at the thought. I bet it's going to be the cutest little thing. My thoughts were pushed to the back of my mind as my Holo Caster rang loudly. I opted to answer the call, expecting it to be my mother. Instead, Serena's face beamed in the bright light of the device.
"Hey there, Neighbor." She said.
"Oh, it's you... what's up?" I asked.
My comment received a look of disbelief that eventually morphed into confusion.
"I didn't tell you? I'm back in Vaniville, outside your door, more specifically." She said.
I looked through the window above my dresser. Sure enough, there she was, standing out in front of my home. I reached around to the side of my dresser, searching for the remote door opener I had installed there some time ago. My mother would often come home burdened by a number of miscellaneous objects, so I had a device installed that allowed me to unlock and open the door from my room. I pressed the single button on the small black remote twice.
"It's open, just push the door." I called out.
I heard the door open, then close, then a rampage of footsteps that seemed unfamiliar with my home. A few moments passed, then came the thud of her boots as she climbed the stairs. My door flung open, the grinning girl taking a few short breaths, before tackling me onto my bed. I could feel her lips move down my face, planting kisses that ranged in location from my temple, down to my collar bone. She completed her more than friendly greeting, then pushed herself off of me.
"Hey, Drake." She said, a rather sheepish grin growing on her face.
"Hello, Serena, wonderful to see you as always." I said.
Flara floated from the dresser to the bed, hovering near the edge, waiting to greet Serena. The girl turned to the Pokemon, reaching out and rubbing its forehead with her fingers.
"Hi cutie, you enjoying the good life with Drake?" She asked.
Flara trilled in response to her question, causing Serena to giggle.
"It's not like he'd ever use you to battle, I suppose. Although that kind of makes you an obstacle." She said.
"Hey, be nice to her." I growled teasingly.
"I'm serious! I used to be able to drag you all over the place, you know, being with you was a lot of fun! Now it's like you've got a daughter or something that keeps you cooped up at home all of the time. Besides, don't you think you're babying her too much?" She complained.
"Well... she is a baby. I mean, she's only six months old. And I think your real complaint is that you and I can't run away on frivolous dates at the drop of a hat, isn't it?" I asked.
The pout on her face told me that I was right on the mark.
"You were willing to go out with Shauna, weren't you?" She asked defensively. I shook my head, putting up my finger.
"That and this, are totally different situations. Shauna came to me before she left for Kanto, and asked me out. I agreed, and once the date was over, she explained that the reason she asked me out was so she could also have an excuse to ask me to sleep with her. I agreed to that part too." I said.
Flara pushed herself off of her flower, which fell silently onto my bed, and floated up to my shoulder, resting her head on my jaw.
"Shauna and I had sex, that's it... there was no promise of a committed relationship afterwards, no promise to meet up when there was time, there was just the one night that we shared together, but you know what? That was enough for me." I explained.
"I'd love to have a relationship with you, Serena, but you're the Champion of Kalos, you have a job, and an obligation to the Trainers of the world, to be ready to battle at any time." I said.
"I know that. And didn't you used to be one of those Trainers?" She asked.
"Yes... I did used to have that dream, I wanted to be a Trainer, I wanted to catch every known Pokemon, I wanted to challenge and defeat every Gym Leader, and I wanted to become Champion of every Region, but then my Dad died, and you know what, my priorities changed, and then all I wanted... was to see my Mom smile again." I said.
Serena turned away from me. She knew what she had stepped into long before she made her comment.
"I know... I know... I'm sorry. It's just... you used to be my Rival... the fact that I could never beat you even once bugged me, and then you went and basically retired, giving away all your Pokemon just before you would have faced the Elite Four." She said. "You... were my motivation as a Trainer... and now you're not anymore... sometimes I'm just sort of at a loss." She finished.
"Now you don't see me as a Rival, now you see me as a potential boyfriend." I noted.
"Well... yeah. Are you saying you're not interested in me, whatsoever?" She asked.
I sighed, a little frustrated.
"No, you genius, I just said the exact opposite." I grumbled. "I swear, as good as you are with Pokemon, you could definitely learn a thing or two about personal relationships."
"But... if you are interested, why won't you go out with me?" She asked.
"Because, you have obligations... as do I. You, being the Champion, have to wait until someone worthy of taking your place shows up. Right now, the only people who'd be capable of that would be Diantha, and me." I said. "And if I took your spot as Champion, the same thing would apply." I continued. "I've made a commitment to help my Mother with her work, and I'm not going to just quit." I finished. "Same as you."
"I get it... it's fine, but when somebody actually beats me... you don't get to ignore me anymore, deal?" She asked.
I nodded in agreement.
"Deal... but, I have never ignored you. Not as a Trainer, not as Rival... and not as a woman." I said. "Just wanted to make sure that was clear."
My statement had the intended effect, or so the deep blush filling her cheeks had me believe.
"A-Alright... well... I suppose I should go, I haven't even spoken to my parents yet... see you." She said.
"Hey wait!" I called as she neared the bedroom door.
I shifted myself over, onto my back, Flara moving to a better spot on my chest. I pointed to the Egg.
"It's going to hatch tomorrow, if you don't plan on leaving tonight. You should be here for it." I said.
"It's an Eevee Egg, right? It'll probably be a boy." She said. "But... isn't it a little small?" She asked.
I nodded. "Yeah... it seems to be, it actually sort of concerns me, which is one of the reasons why I'd like you here." I said.
Her eyes lit up in understanding. "You're afraid that he or she might be ill, and you need my Talonflame to take it to a Pokemon Center." She said. She nodded. "Alright, I can do that, I'll stop by in the morning. You should get some sleep, I know you stayed up all night worrying about that Egg... that's who you are after all. You must be running on two hours of sleep." She giggled.
She was right, the only reason that I had fallen asleep was because I had become too exhausted to stay awake any longer. I had in fact been staying up to keep an eye on the Egg. Even still, the fact that she knew exactly what I had been doing was a testament to how close we had become since we were kids.
She moved a little closer to the door, then turned back to me.
"I'm... going to kiss you now." She said.
The words had barely had enough time to register before she made good on her claim. She pressed her lips to mine, hard. Hard enough, in fact, that it was immediately clear that this was her first time. I took her cheeks in my hands, pressing softly against them to push her back slightly. It took her a moment, but she soon realized that I was trying to guide her, rather than push her away.
She began to settle down, her face, which had previously been trembling, was now calm. Her hands moved down to my chest, and I allowed her to push me back onto my bed, our lips never breaking contact.
She already seemed much more comfortable, moving her hands up to my neck. I allowed our passionate rendezvous to continue for a while, then felt too drained to let it go any further. So, I pushed her off of me gently. She pouted as I began to focus on Flara.
"Do you want to sleep with me, little one? Or would you rather go back into the Poke Ball?" I asked her.
"Hey... is that it?" She asked.
"Are you asking if we're done for now? If so, then yes." I said.
Flara hopped over to my nightstand, dropping her flower into the empty vase that I kept there for her. After ensuring that the flower remained undamaged, she floated back over to me, resting herself on my shoulder.
"You're a killjoy, you know that? Just when things were getting fun!" She moaned.
"Please whine a little quieter, Flara is trying to sleep." I said, pointing to the already unconscious Pokemon sleeping against my neck.
"Besides, we can continue our fun tomorrow, once I've gotten a decent amount of sleep." I said.
"Tomorrow? Well... alright... but what about the Egg?" She asked.
"I don't expect the Egg to hatch until a bit after noon... which means that you should head back here before midnight." I said. "Don't give me that look, I know you've probably had just as little, if not less, sleep than I have, Little Miss." I said.
She lowered her head, likely because she believed she was effectively hiding her exhaustion.
"Fine, fine... I'll go home, see my parents, then get some sleep. In return, no more interruptions." She said.
"Sure thing... just get some rest... you'll need it." I laughed. "Oh... here." I opened the drawer on my nightstand, doing my best not to move so as to not wake Flara. After finding the object I was looking for, I tossed it over my shoulder.
"Huh? What's this? A key?" She asked.
"Key for the house, it's my spare, but I rarely ever leave anyway, so I don't even really need my main one." I said. "Use that to get in if I'm still asleep when you come back over." I said.
"Oh, got it. Sweet dreams. Ah... by the way... Shauna's coming back in a few weeks." She said.
"Yeah, I heard... she told me almost as soon as she found out." I said.
"Did... did she seriously ask you to sleep with her when she gets back?" She asked.
"Yep... I'm surprised you figured it out."
"Well... considering it's her, and considering it's you, I sort of figured that line of conversation would come up. Apparently, her mom turned away a number of guys in Kanto, since Shauna told her specifically that she didn't want anything to do with any guys who weren't you. So I figured if she was that devoted to a guy she wasn't dating, then it probably had something to do with getting into your pants." She laughed. "So, are you going to sleep with her when she gets here?" She asked.
"Probably, I really don't have any reason not to. " I said.
Talking to her was starting to get difficult, my body imploring me to go to sleep.
"Let's continue the conversation later, please, I'm about to pass out." I whispered.
I couldn't see her, but I could feel her bowing in apology.
"Sorry, sorry. I'll be back later." She said.
I heard the door close behind me, followed by her steps as she tried her best to leave the house quietly. Finally, I heard the front door lock, and knew that I was finally alone and able to rest. Flara's tiny, almost unnoticeable breaths blew against my neck, making me smile.
Rrrrrriiinnng! My Holo Caster's alarm seemed to scream at me. I jabbed the answer button with my finger, slightly agitated.
"Hello?" I said, rather dryly.
"Oh... Honey, you sound horrible! This a bad time?" My mother's voice was clear through the speaker.
"Oh, hi Mom, yeah, a little, I'm just tired. What's going on?" I asked, the exhaustion starting to make me groggy.
"Oh, it's nothing big, I just sent something to you a few days ago, by my estimation, it should be there by now, if not, it'll be there this afternoon." She said.
"Okay... I'll take a look outside... lemme guess... it's an Egg?" I said.
Her projection beamed with glee.
"Yep. I also have some research notes I'd like you to take to Sycamore if you don't mind." She said.
"Got it." I had already moved Flara off of me and onto the bed, and making my way downstairs.
"So, how long does this Egg have before it hatches?" I asked.
"Oh, this time? Umm, it had about a week left when I sent it, and that was... four days ago. You should be able to do the math." She laughed.
I reached the front door, opening it and turning to look at its sides. Sure enough, there was a large brown box, resting right next to the threshold. I wonder why Serena didn't say anything? Oh well... maybe she missed it. I knelt down and lifted the box into my arms. Shit... it's kinda heavy... and big... too big.
I carried it into the living room, setting it down on the sofa. I searched the kitchen for a moment, then found a knife suitable for opening the package. I slipped the blade into the tape and softly pushed it away from me. I set the knife to the side, and pulled the flaps of the box up, nearly choking on my own saliva in surprise. Indeed, there were research notes, and an Egg. But, not just one Egg, two, along with a large, purple bottle.
"Umm... two Eggs?" I asked.
She probably couldn't discern my immediate reaction since I had slipped my Holo Caster into my waistband so I could carry the box. I pulled the Eggs, which were housed in glass cubes, out and set them gently on the sofa as well.
"Yep, I can't wait to hear what you think about the Pokemon inside." She chirped.
The two Eggs were adorned with markings that I was wholly unfamiliar with. One was small, and white, accented by soft pink swirls. The other was much larger, but brown with cream colored spots. My hands drifted from the Eggs to the more confusing contents of the package, the bottle. Lifting it from the box, it was instantly clear as to what it contained.
"Wine?" I said.
"Yep... you are of age to drink after all." She noted.
"That's... true. But there has to be a more specific reason behind you giving it to me." I said.
"Well... isn't Serena coming back to Vaniville today?" She asked.
"Ugh... is this you're way of telling me to have sex with her?" I asked.
She exploded into a fit of giggles. She had always been like this, in my face with her opinions. To be honest it was one of the things I liked most about my mother. She would never lie to you, even if telling you the truth would hurt your feelings.
"Well... it's not like Shauna's around, or Diantha for that matter." She said.
"Mom! Man, you just can't stop bringing her up, can you?" I said.
"Well, come on! A famous actress comes home with my son, and then tells me that she was planning on sleeping with him! You can't blame me for being surprised!" She said. "How did that end up happening, again?" She asked.
I sighed, I had told this story to Serena a year ago, but this was the first time my mother had bothered with the details.
"After Serena defeated Diantha, they had a pretty lengthy chat. Diantha told Serena that she had honestly expected me to be the one to challenge and defeat her, what with the occurrences with Team Flare and Lysandre. That was when Serena told Diantha what had happened with Dad, and what I had intended to do. Then, Diantha came to me, battled me, and I crushed her." I said.
My mom's eyebrows raised in anticipation.
"I beat her with such ease that she dropped to her knees and literally begged me to reconsider giving up being a Trainer, saying that someone like me shouldn't squander my potential." I explained. "That was when I fully explained the circumstances to her. I think... the reasons that I gave for what I was doing made her think that I was far more mature than she originally thought." I said. "Then we kind of just kept talking, and seeing each other became a regular thing. Over time, we got closer, then, when I was older, she decided she wanted more than friendship." I said.
"Right, I remember, there wasn't a day that went by when I didn't hear about Diantha and her younger boyfriend on the news." She reminded me.
"Yeah, well, that got to be too much for me pretty quickly. So we sort of discussed the options we had, and eventually she decided that she still wanted to be with me even if it wasn't official, so in the public eye, we split up." I said. "In truth however, we simply took more precautions when we were together." I finished.
"When's the last time you saw her?" She asked.
"Hmm... I'd say about a month ago." I said.
"That's all? I sort of expected it to have been longer than that... did you two-"
"Yes, Mom. We did, please stop prying into my sex life." I said.
Another fit of giggles. I couldn't help but smile through my exhaustion. She's laughing... I'm glad.
"Well... that should be everything... you get some sleep, sweetheart." She said.
"Got it, I love you, Mom." I said.
"You too." I ended the call, slipping the Holo Caster back into my waistband.
It took me another ten minutes to bring the Eggs to my room, package my mother's notes, and put the wine in the fridge, but with all of it done, I finally had time to lay down. I did so slowly, not wanting to wake Flara. My efforts were in vain, however, as the Pokemon began stirring the moment I pulled the blanket over my shoulder. She slid herself along the bed, moving closer to me, more specifically, against my shoulder.
"Hey... come on, if I roll over even a little bit, I'll squash you." I said.
She pressed herself even closer, ignoring my warning completely.
"Ah well... I guess that means I'd better not move in my sleep, huh?" I said.
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My consciousness came back to me alongside the feeling of hands on my back. I knew who they belonged to, but I didn't make any effort to get up. If Serena's here... it must be around eleven... meaning I slept about twelve hours... good. Her hands moved up and down my back slowly, her thumbs pressing against the muscles in my lower back. Fuck... she's amazing, I guess you get this good with your hands when you have to untangle an Absol's fur.
I let out a little moan, alerting her to both the fact that I was awake, and to the fact that I was enjoying what she was doing.
"Well... good to see you're awake. You sleep okay?" She asked.
I pushed myself up, turning to see her face. Flara was resting atop her head, sleeping soundly.
"Yeah... I slept pretty well... my mom called." I said.
Her eyes shot to the two new Eggs on the dresser.
"I can see that... you excited to hatch those new ones too?" She asked.
"Yeah... she also sent me some wine, by the way." I said, nearly bursting into laughing at the excited look that spawned on her face.
"Really? Do you want some?" She asked.
This time I really did laugh. "Jeez... I guess it's not like you can drink on the job as Champion... can you? Fuck it! Let's have a few drinks... why not?" I smiled.
I got out of bed with more vigor than I knew I had been imbued with, making my way downstairs and to the kitchen. I searched for a moment for my mother's champagne glasses, as it had been a while since I'd used them. It took me a few minutes, but I found them. Once I had glasses and wine in hand, I walked back upstairs.
"Here." I said, handing her the thin glass.
"Thanks. Need help opening it?" She asked.
"Sure." I agreed.
She called out Talonflame, who pierced the cork of the bottle, then popped it open. The clear liquid cascaded from the mouth into her glass, then mine.
"Cheers... let's have a fun night." She giggled.
Our glasses clinked together, and we quickly downed them. It was a sweeter taste than I had expected, especially from a white wine. Regardless, I most certainly enjoyed it.
We refilled our glasses twice, then I corked the bottle once more.
I looked over to the Eggs, focusing on the Eevee.
"If you and I are going to do this, we should probably start now." I said.
As if on cue, the Egg tilted onto its side.
"Never mind, then... it looks like it wants out." I said.
She laughed. "I'll go grab your tools... are they in the same place as before?" She asked.
"Yeah, the cabinet." I said.
It took her a few minutes to gather the two items I needed, and in that time I brought the Egg over to my bed, setting it softly on my pillow. Serena rushed back up the stairs, holding the thin spike and hammer. She handed them to me, and I position the spike at the very top of the Egg. One tap of the hammer against it knocked the tip of the Egg clean off. Serena gasped, and I put my hand up to quiet her down.
"Easy... it's... it's silver?" I said.
"Huh? What do you mean?" She asked.
I broke away the rest of the shell, and my meaning became immediately clear. The tiny Pokemon was covered in silver fur, as opposed to the typical brown. It rolled out onto its head, then onto its bottom, halting on the bed. It looked at me for a moment, then gave a small, weak cry.
I sighed. "Oh... little baby... don't worry, I'll take care of you... there are other tools downstairs, a small stethoscope and some basic nursing items for Pokemon... can you get it for me?" I asked.
She was down the stairs and back up in a matter of moments, handing me the bag of medical supplies. I pulled the stethoscope out first, laying the Eevee on its side and pressing the diaphragm to its chest.
"Hmm... steady heartbeat, around... ninety beats per minute... lungs... sound like they're fully developed, they sound clear... no fluid buildup... I'd say... that we just hatched... a perfectly healthy, Shiny Eevee." I laughed.
The Eevee trilled with joy at seeing me laugh. Unable, or more specifically, unwilling to contain myself any further, I lifted the tiny creature into my hands.
"Wow... it's tiny... it must be at least two inches shorter than average." Serena noted.
"Yeah... where's your Pokedex, I want to check its gender." I said.
"Does the gender really matter though?" She asked.
"If I want to give it a proper name, it'll probably help to know that kind of thing." I said.
She moved over to the door, where her bag had been laying. She rustled around inside, before removing the familiar red device. She directed the optics at Eevee.
"Let's see... it's... a she." She proclaimed. "Wow... a shiny, FEMALE Eevee, what are the chances of that?"
"Basically none... but if it's a girl... AND a shiny... then there's only one name for her." I said.
"Welcome to the world... little Sylvie.