A/N: Well hello. Um… I didn't exactly know how to spell Black's other name, so I used Black. It'll probably change, since Black sounds funny in my opinion.
This story will eventually be some fluffy NxBlack, so please don't waste your time reading if you're not into that.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy! And feel free to leave a review ripping apart my writing. I know I'm not perfect. By the by, I changed the age from… I think 14 to 16, because I liked that a little better.
I sat on the floor positioned in front of the large flat screen television with a wireless GameCube controller glued to my large, slender hands, eyebrows knit together and nervously chewing my lip in a focused expression. I was racing as fast as my character could run through The Underground on the game Pokemon Coliseum. It was old, but I just didn't really care, as it was the most fun Pokemon game for something besides the Nintendo DS. I was so into the game when my mother called me from downstairs, making me flinch.
"Black! Cheren's here! Will you stop playing that machine long enough to give him the time of day for once, son?" my mother called exasperatedly from downstairs. My concentration faltered and I lost my best Pokemon to Venus. Throwing my controller on the carpet harder than was called for, I called back shortly,
"Sure, whatever. Come on up, Cheren."
In all honesty, I wasn't too fond of Cheren. He wasn't a bad kid, but his know-it-all attitude got under my skin and his habit to comment on everything made me want to slice my ears off so I wouldn't have to hear him anymore. In short, he was annoying. I much preferred Bianca to him, even though she was way too cheerful for my tastes.
Cheren came gracefully up the stairs, pushing his glasses back onto his nose in a rather dignified manner. He didn't even spare a look my direction as he crossed the large room to examine something on my desk.
Hold up. Since when did I have something on my desk that looked like a big green box? Maybe my mom brought something up for us all. Either way, I figured it didn't really matter as I sighed heavily and flopped on my back, staring up at the ceiling. I heard Cheren poking and prodding at the box and mumbling to himself. I didn't even want to know what he was saying, so I chose not to listen and close my eyes instead, opting for napping since my mother had so kindly awoken me abnormally early this morning.
I could faintly hear a door flying open a long while later and thought I heard someone rushing up the stairs. Dismissing it as a dream, I rolled over and continued to sleep as comfortably one can when lazing about in the floor. That dream turned rapidly into a reality, with Bianca loudly calling
"Sorry everyone! I didn't mean to be this late! Please forgive me!"
By Arceus, she's loud. Sleepily rolling over and sitting up, tiredness slurred my reply of, "'S al'ight."
"I wonder what kinds of Pokemon are in there!" Bianca excitedly said while rushing up to the box. Then, rapidly doing an about-face, she jumped up and down saying, "Ooh, Black! You get first pick since Professor Juniper dropped it here in your house! Well, hurry! I wanna see them!" she reminded me of a child on Christmas morning, letting pent up excitement burst forth when their parents had finally let them open presents.
Cheren followed Bianca's statement with "Heh, naturally" and folded his arms. He looked like he just solved the hardest math problem ever. What a nerd. Malicious thoughts darted around my head as I stood and crossed the room, reaching for the box on my desk. It fell open easily, and three red and white orbs were displayed. I picked the one on the far right and pressed the button in the middle. A red flash of light appeared, and after that, a blue Pokemon that resembled an otter. It did its cute little otter cry and I knelt down, picking him up.
"Oh! Black! He's adorable!" Bianca cried when my Oshawott nuzzled into my neck. Bianca and Cheren both picked up the remaining Pokemon, Bianca with Tepig and Cheren with Snivy. Personally, Snivy's looks were a bit to serpentine for me, who hates serpents. I shuddered, and my Pokemon growled at Snivy, sensing my discomfort.
"Black! I've got an idea! How about a battle? I'll bet my Tepig can win!" Bianca shouted, shattering my pleasant day dream.
Oshawott cried happily, and jumped in front of me in some sort of funny battle stance, falling over once after losing its balance. I stifled my laughter, and replied between fits of childish giggles, "Fine, fine. Just don't mess anything up! And don't go near my games. Ok?"
"Right! Then let's start! Tepig, use tackle!" Bianca squealed as her Pokemon hurled itself at my Oshawott.
"WHAT? Oshawott, move!" though I shouted at him to move, Tepig barreled into my Pokemon, knocking him back rather forcefully. I countered with my own tackle, and then things really got started. The battle raged on, Bianca getting flustered as Oshawott got closer and closer and closer to knocking Tepig out. Finally, after what seemed like an age, Tepig fell to the floor and was no longer able to battle.
"Whoa! That battle was great! You did fantastic, Tepig," she exclaimed as she drew Tepig back into her Poke ball. I knelt down and patted my Pokemon on the head and it leapt into my arms. While I was hugging my Oshawott, a shadow loomed over me.
"Well, look what you've done Bianca! It's all a wreck now!" Cheren spat at the poor blonde girl. She looked like she was about to cry, and I felt horrible for her. Sure, my room was messed up terribly, but nothing I can't clean. Not that I will, but the prints will come off the walls and I could straighten up.
"Oh... I'm so sorry Black!" Bianca replied as she looked around.
"Nah, it's cool. I'll clean it up later, no big deal," I reassured her, standing up with Oshawott in my arms.
"Well, in that case, why don't you two have a battle?" Bianca asked, turning to Cheren, "You couldn't possibly mess Black's room up more, Cheren! How about it?"
"Bianca, I think you're right!" Cheren exclaimed, turning to me, "Black! I'm going to win! But first, let's heal Oshawott. Not a fair fight if he's tired!" he walked toward Bianca and I, healing our Pokemon. Oshawott cried happily, and I smiled a bit.
"Well fine Cheren, let's go," I replied, kneeling down to put Oshawott on the carpeted floor. I knew I was at a huge type disadvantage, but I was going to battle with all my might to show Cheren that I was better than his haughty self. I also knew that his Pokemon wouldn't know any grass type moves yet anyway. Oh, I'm smarter than he gives me credit for.
Cheren chuckled, and reached into his pocket for Snivy's Poke ball. Finding it, a red bolt of light quickly turned into a serpent with legs.
"Oshawott, let's do this!" I called, trying to hype myself up. Oshawott cried in agreement, and took a stance in front of me. His shell was in his paw, and his legs were as far apart as he could get them. The look on my Oshawott's face was of determination and anger, quite comedic in my opinion. Cheren's Snivy crossed its arms and walked calmly in front of him.
"Right, so let's start. Snivy, use Leer!" Cheren exclaimed, and his Snivy glared at Oshawott, eyes shining. Oshawott shivered, but kept his ground.
"Well Cheren. Great choice of a move, if you'll stay conscious long enough for it to matter. Oshawott! Tackle!" I retorted. Oshawott rushed at Snivy, butting his head into the serpentine creature. The battle was getting heated, with Pokemon cries and our shouts filling the small room. Cheren proved to be a tougher opponent than Bianca. My heart was racing and the world blurring in front of me, shouts turned to muffled voices and Pokemon cries into far away calls. What seemed like hours later, Snivy finally fell and could not stand again. Oshawott looked rather beat himself, but he still seemed to smile as he limped slightly over to me.
I knelt down and pulled him into a tight hug, standing once he was in my arms. Cheren healed my Pokemon once more, then turned to Bianca, who was standing in the corner by my flat screen television.
"Bianca, you'd better go apologise to Black's mother as well," he turned again to face me, "Also, we have to meet Professor Juniper in a little while too. Well, I'm off to wait at the lab."
Bianca flashed a bright smile at me, before hurrying downstairs to find my mom. I put Oshawott back into his Poke ball and dragged myself downstairs, just in time to see Cheren walk out the door and Bianca speaking to mother.
"I'm so sorry for the huge mess, ma'am!" Bianca wailed, tugging on her green beret and fixing her eyes on the floor.
"Oh, no worries! I'll clean it up later honey," mom replied, smiling at the blonde girl. "And my, aren't Pokemon so lively? I heard their cries clear down here! It must have been an amazing battle!" she said, catching Bianca's attention.
"Yes ma'am, but Black was great! He beat us both!" she replied excitedly, looking up from the floor. Suddenly, she turned to me, "Oh! I've got to go home before seeing the Professor! Well, see you later!" she exclaimed, rushing out the door.
"Son, sounds like you did great!" my mother exclaimed as she stood on her toes to lift my cap off my head and affectionately run a hand through my hair. "Anyway, take this bag before you go. I've already packed your Crosstransceiver, journal, and Trainer's Card. Now run along, the Professor's waiting!" she put my hat back on my head and handed me a blue messenger's bag with multiple pockets, well, more pockets that I had ever seen on a messenger bag.
"Thanks mom. I'll be back when I'm done talking with Professor Juniper," I replied, starting toward the door. My mom never said any of her usual spill about being careful as I walked out, which was odd, but I shrugged it off, yawned, stretched, and made my way north to the lab.
I found Cheren waiting, rather impatiently, for Bianca and I.
"Where could that girl be? She's such an airhead! And always late!" he fumed.
"Oh chill out, she had to go home, she'll be here in a second. You could be a bit nicer to her, ya know, you're kind of a jerk" I retorted, annoyance and anger blanketing my tone. Cheren just grunted in reply, and I smiled a bit on the inside knowing I had finally rendered him speechless. The following silence was peaceful, until Bianca ran towards us waving and shouting something incomprehensible, as she was too far away. Once she neared the door to the lab, she doubled over, hands resting on her knees, and began inhaling as much air as she could. I watched in amazement. I really would never know how she ran in a skirt that squeezed her knees together. She then managed to gasp out,
"Sorry guys... I had... To... Stop by home... Didn't... Mean to be... So... Late."
"It's cool Bianca, let's just go inside and see what the Professor wants," I replied, repositioning my bag strap on my shoulder and opening the heavy iron door for my friend and Cheren.
They walked in past me, Cheren going first, and Bianca right behind. I came in last, and went to stand in the middle of Cheren and Bianca who were in a line facing the Professor.
"Alright kids, let me introduce myself. I'm Prof-"
"Professor Juniper, we know. Just cut to the chase."
"Oh come on Cheren! Be a bit more formal! This is a big day for you guys!" the Professor started, only to be interrupted by Cheren. "Anyway, I'm Professor Juniper. I left you that present this morning. I trust you settled your differences politely?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am, we're all pleased with the Pokemon we received," I replied.
"Great! May I see them?" Professor Juniper clapped her hands together excitedly.
We all searched our pockets for our Pokemon's Poke balls, and upon finding them, let them out. The Professor inspected them closely for a minute or two before straightening up and claiming that they had grown attached to us. She then began to talk and explain her research to us.
"... So I'd like you to help out by filling the pages of this Pokedex! It'd help my research a lot, and you kids get to go on an awesome adventure!" she concluded, handing each of us a sliding piece of technology that would record information on any Pokemon we see or catch. Hurrying past us and opening the door for us, Professor Juniper sent us away, saying she'd meet us in Accumula Town, which was just a route away. I saw my mother standing there waiting for us.
"Oh! Juniper asked you to go on an adventure, didn't she?" my mother exclaimed, rushing to us and giving Cheren, Bianca and I tight hugs in turn.
"Yeah mom, she gave us-" I started, but was cut off by my mother, who seemed to be overly excited.
"Oh, I already knew she was going to ask, we discussed that this morning. Anyway, I brought you guys something! Town maps! You'll always know where you are with these!" she pulled three pieces of folded paper from her apron and handed one to each of us.
"Wow! Thanks ma'am!" Bianca and Cheren stated in unison. I just stowed my map in the front of my bag, replacing the flap over the inside pocket once again.
"Alright! On to route one! I bet I'll get there first!" Bianca shouted, immediately running off in the direction of the road.
"Well, I guess I'll get going too then. Make sure to hurry, Black. I hate waiting," Cheren snorted, as he turned on his heel and stalked off after Bianca.
"Thanks for the map, mom. But uh... I'd best be going. I'll come back though," I turned to my mother, who looked to be on the verge of tears. She laughed softly and then pulled me into a tight embrace.
"I can't wait until you do. Be careful, ok son?" she whispered into my ear.
"I will, mom. Take care, I'll come back soon," I replied, pulling her off gently and holding her at arm's length. Even though I was way younger than her, being only sixteen, I was about a head taller. I smiled and waved, walking towards route one.
This was most definitely going to be one insane adventure, I could feel it.
A/N: So, what'd you think? I know I changed a bit from the game, like following Bianca to her house, but really, I couldn't find a reason to write that in. I wouldn't follow my friend to her house just to watch her get yelled at by her father, would you? So I took it out and added a (rather lame) conversation with Cheren.
Also, we're just starting off here, so there's nothing about N yet. Just be patient, he'll be here next chapter. And review. Those are good too. :)