(Ey look who's back~ sorry for not writing recently, I've been sort of in a writer's block. So have this story, it's gonna be a little miniseries. Later chapters will include smut so you can skip those scenes if you want, but not until a while later~)

A picture perfect morning, cloudless sky, shining sun. A perfect seventy degrees, not too hot, not too cool. Perfect for all kinds of outdoors activities! PFFT~! As if I'd do such! This is just another day to waste away gaming, doing anything indoors basically. The sun reflected itself onto my carpet, light brown carpet was completely clean. The floor was always well kept by myself. Pressed up against the north wall, a black computer desk stood, a large CRT monitor standing atop of it, in a compartment to the right, my computer I built sat. To the left of that, a mattress sat, covered with a white sheet and a blue comforter. A mirror to the right side of the room reflected my figure, tan skin with messy black hair falling in sleep disheveled locks to the back of my neck. The brown eyes that stared into the mirror reflected the tired look of a shut in. Not that I minded looking like that~ I yawned, the tattered t-shirt that clung to my torso stretching a bit as I clambered form my bed, quickly settling into the chair facing the computer. The wooden chair supported my light frame easily, my finger pressed the power button on, and the computer whirred to life. Before long, I was at my home screen, the familiar green eyes of the wonderful ghost dog I used as a background greeting me.

Ahh, the day had only just begun. The clock in the lower right corner of the Windows 7 task bar read Eight AM. A whole day of gaming and chatting lay ahead, and it was about to start. Clicking the pink circular icon, I decided to start off with a rhythm game. Osu! Navigating through the menu, I selected one of my favorite songs, Nippon Egao Hyakei. The upbeat anime ending song of Joshiraku, a longtime favorite. Tiles with the song's banner shown across the screen, to the left, the highest scores were shown. All being 100% and SS ranking. Of course totally modded out too. Huffing, I only selected the hard rock mod, and began the song. The hit circles began to appear to the beat, and I quickly moved and clicked to the beat. Through the song, the ending animation was shown. The dancing girls, the scenes of the anime, all coming together along with the song. Within a bit, the song was finished. I'd missed a few notes, but the beatmap was a bit harder than the ones I usually play anyway. Getting bored of Osu, I exited, looking around the clutter of my desktop for another game. Ahh, Halo. The very first, an old classic! Booting it up, the circular planet of Halo slowly rotated, as the choir sang the theme. Oh the nostalgia gathered in this game, it was almost too much. I continued from where I last left off in the game, a rather early point where I was to find life boat survivors from the Pillar of Autumn. Surprisingly enough, I was caught up in the game. When I finally decided to exit, it was already lunch time. Slipping out of my chair, I slinked into hallway. The hallway lead on, a bathroom directly beside my room, the next room was my sister's and the end of the hall housed my parent's.

Turning to the wooden stair case, I stepped down, not really caring to be quiet. At the bottom of the stair case however, I saw an angry face. The face was that of my mother, a women in her mid-thirties, standing at just over five feet. Her curly brown locks fell to her shoulders, and a larger than normal stomach. She was wearing the blue tank top she wore when she lounged, but she had something in her hands. A ball, the top half red, the bottom white, with a button at the very center.
Oh lord no.

"Yuuki, you've literally done nothing this summer. You realize that right?!" her tone was sharp, and pierced through my good mood like pins.

"I've done plenty of things!" I retorted, eager to defend my case, and my way of summer.

"Like what?!"

"Well I've saved countless marines from the Elite troops. I've battled ferocious Youkai, witnessed romances, seen murders, you have no idea!"

"So you've just been playing games and watching anime."

"….Yeah…."

My mother heaved a sigh, tossing the ball at me. The ball plopped right into my hands, she then went on into a strict tone.

"This is a mareep, you're it's trainer from now on. That means, feeding it, bathing it, training it, taking it out. You have to go and battle, you're going to do something this summer and I'll be damned if you spend another summer in your room!" My mother shouted.

"It's vacation time. This is my way of having a vacation!" I retorted

"Go outside, and start training. NOW!" My mother shouted, cringing from the shout, I decided to give in. Guess this summer wasn't going to be the same…

Giving a groan, I stepped past her, swinging the front door open. Outside, a gentle breeze blew over the rows of houses. Turning my path to the left, I headed into the large square of a yard I had. Plopping myself down in the middle, I examined the ball. Pokémon…. Wasn't really my thing.

Training and battling, it was all hard work! For nothing! Shiny badges and some TV time? Why waste your time troubling with such creatures? Sighing once again, I tossed the ball into the air. The ball separated, a flash of white light, and there was the mareep. The little sheep had an abundance of fluffy yellow wool, beady, black eyes glanced at me. A black and yellow striped tail swayed, the orange bulb at the end lighting up, it let off a little bleat. Eh? Was it expecting me to say something?
Oh, trainers gave names to their Pokémon. An electric type, a sheep. Hm…. I was forced into owning this thing, but I should at least give it a good name.
"Ah! Your evolution is Flaaffy. SO! I could name you something that'll stick through to when you're an ampharos. Hmm. How about Hana? It means flower. And from what I can see, you're a girl." I said, moving to give a cautious pet to the sheep. It seemed to like that, giving a little smile and a happy bleat.
"Okay, from now on your name is Hana."
The little mareep gave a happy bleat. From where I stood, I could see its hind legs wiggling back and forth, its body started to stoop to the ground.

Please don't tell me it's gonna-

My assumption was right on the mark, for no longer had I completed that thought, did that little sheep launch off its back legs, jumping right into my chest. Even thought I'd anticipated the move, it still got me off my feet, sending me flat on my back. The unforgiving ground knocked the wind out of my lungs, and for second, I couldn't breathe. It felt like my lungs just tightened up and refused to fill with air. Until finally, I took a deep breath, hurried gasps for air being forced from my mouth. The mareep didn't even seem to notice, it went right on nuzzling against my face, pressing that static fluffed wool against my cheek. Giving an angered groan, I pushed the little sheep off my chest, forcing it to the ground. The sheep gave a confused bleat, glancing up to me as I rose to my feet. Uurgh, the pain in my back suddenly sank in, a sore feeling coming over it. A bruise most likely. Giving an angry glare to the sheep, I kept silent, and pressed the button on the ball. A red light flashed out, enveloping the sheep before returning it to its ball.

Not one hour having this thing and it already caused some pain. Stuffing the ball into my jeans pocket, I turned to the back door, slipping back inside my house. I could already tell this was going to be a long summer, with taking care of this thing. Tiptoeing back up to my room, I closed the door, ever so gently. The only noise audible was the soft click of the latch. There, this day at least, was regained in my favor. Taking the rest of the day to game, I hid in my room, away from the angered calls of my mother. And luckily, the mareep stayed in its pokeball as well. Throughout the day though, I guess I felt a little guilty for neglecting the little sheep. I was its trainer now… I guess it didn't exactly feel the best being neglected either, for at around ten at night, it broke out of the pokeball. The ball opened up, and there, an angry looking mareep glared daggers at me.
Ohhhhhh god.

The sheep gave a loud bleat, followed by a gathering of sparks in its wool.
OHOHOHOHONONONONONONNO!
Worrying more about my computer than myself, I threw myself out of the chair, diving right into the bolt of electricity it shot off. At once, my body began to twitch with the sharp pains that came with being shot full of electricity. Looking to the little sheep, it just gave another glare.
"Owww…. That really hurt!" I yelled at the sheep, whom was not phased in the slightest

It just gave an angry bleat in return.

It looked so angry, maybe I could try calming it down…

"I uh… I'm sorry about neglecting you all day,"

The mareep seemed to be waiting for me to say more, as it didn't give any response.

"I'll, just, train you tomorrow okay? We'll go out and battle and stuff," I said.

At last! It worked, the sheep gave a delighted bleat. Its legs were rearing back again, I assumed the worst. But instead of me, it jumped to my bed, sinking into my pillow.
"H-Hey! That's my pillow!" I yelled, but the sheep just gave a defiant yawn, its little maw opening as a cute little bleat floated out. Its little beady eyes closed, and it curled upon itself. Seeing that trying to move it at this point would be useless, I moved my mouse to click on "Shut Down" on my computer. Once it switched off, I flopped onto the bed, moving the blanket around myself, and the mareep.

"Bah. Guess since I'm stuck with ya, I'd might as well make it sort of enjoyable."

With the lights already off, I let myself drift to sleep, my hands petting along the static puffed wool of the mareep.

(I hope you guys enjoyed this! New chapters will be coming up soon, so be on the lookout! Please review, I always love feedback. See ya next time!
~Mokou)