PMD2: Moments, Musings and Scenes Chapter 1: The Last Night, a pokémon fanfic

PMD2: Moments, Musings and Scenes by Lina Ben

Hello! Instead of two PMD2 stories I have decided to combine them into one massive story. I hope everyone will like this!

Okay, at the start of each chapter I will state which game it is set in. There are some OCs in all three settings.

I don't own Pokemon Mystery Dungeon 2: Explorers of Time, Darkness or Sky.

Time to get a move on!

I don't own "The Last Night" by Skillet.

Setting: Pre-PMD2: Explorers of Darkness

Warnings: Some male on male kissing but that's about it. If ya don't like it, don't read it.

Pairing: Grovyle and Lucario

The Last Night

Years before the time of Team Enigma, Talia, the human-turned Treeko and her partner Cam the Cyndaquil, when Treasure Town was just a small village there lived a Grovyle and a Lucario. This way back when Guildmaster Wigglytuff was just a young Jigglypuff that had just started up the guild. His second in command, Chatot was young and restless and not nearly as intelligent as he is today. Many of the older apprentices were just kids, starting out to become great explorers.

Now this Grovyle and Lucario team, they had a big success rate and they explored all over. They were the greatest of rivals and the best of friends. They were similar but extraordinarily different. The Lucario was a headstrong one, always jumping into things without a second thought. He would always blurt out things that really should have been kept quiet. He was always blunt, rude and straight to the point. Despite all this, the Lucario was also a very sweet and caring soul.

Meanwhile, the Grovyle was the complete opposite. He was quiet, calm and nearly always in control. The Grovyle was always thinking and calculating, constantly twisting ideas to understand them. He would move quickly, with sharp precision to beat any opponent. The Grovyle also kept the Lucario grounded, quick to follow and defy if he needed to. They were also the greatest of rivals. They would always fight and argue to out-wit the other. Two of them together and they would act like magnets, constantly pushing and pulling the other apart and together.

This was their last adventure, their last story, their last fairytale ending.

You come to me with scars on your wrist
You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this
I just came to say goodbye
I didn't want you to see me cry, I'm fine
But I know it's a lie

It was an unusually warm afternoon with the sun shining brightly and hanging low in the sky. It was almost sunset when the Grovyle went to look for his team-mate. As he travelled down the road to the beach, he thought about the letter he had received earlier that day. It was a message from his real family. The Grovyle did want to go to meet his real family, but he really didn't want to upset Guildmaster Jigglypuff or Chatot. They had taken care of him since he was a young Treeko, when they found him at the very same beach he was travelling to. They had been excellent fathers to him and he loved them dearly but he really wanted to know who his real parents were.

Wincing in pain, the Grovyle held up his left wrist to see the small faded scars. He had over-worked himself in a training session with Whismer and Sunkern. He was so close to completely loosing it in the training session. When Guildmaster Jigglypuff managed to pull him away from the two terrified apprentices he told the Grovyle that he could've killed the two small Pokemon. The Grovyle had been so angry with the Lucario that day so he took his anger out on the two newest apprentices. He didn't mean to hurt them; he just wanted the anger to disappear. Finally arriving at the beach, the Grovyle spotted his friend near the entrance of Beach Cave that was close to the rocks. The Lucario, so deep in meditation, hadn't even noticed the Grovyle that was walking up to him. When the Grovyle stopped walking, he was a tail length away from his meditating friend.

"What are you doing here, Blade?" The Lucario asked his friend, his voice deep with steady anger. Blade, annoyed by how his friend was treating him was about to answer when something caught him off guard. The sun was just beginning to set and the Krabby had started blowing their bubbles. It made a beautiful scene, the way the bubbles sparkled in the orange glow of the sun.

"I wanted to talk to you, Riley." Blade answered, crossing his arms and flaring the leaves on his wrists.

"So talk." Riley said simply, still not opening his eyes.

"I'm going to meet my real family. Why aren't you happy for me?" Blade growled softly, trying to keep calm. The Lucario opened his eyes suddenly, standing up in one swift motion. The two friends fell into an uncomfortable silence, staring at each other as if they were expecting the other to speak first. Tears began to well up in Blade's eyes and Riley could see it too.

This is the last night you'll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I'm everywhere you want me to be
The last night you'll spend alone
I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go
I'm everything you need me to be

Choking back his sobs, the Grovyle stepped closer to his friend. He grabbed Riley's paws and held them in his hands. The Lucario's eyes softened and he drew in a deep breath. Finally willing himself to answer his team-mate's question, the Riley sighed.

"You're being an idiot, Blade. You're jumping into things too fast." Riley sighed, slipping a paw away from his friend's hand to lightly caress Blade's cheek.

"You don't know anything. You don't even have parents." Blade growled, getting right into his friend's face. In three swift motions, the Lucario found himself pinned against the flat rock face. The Grovyle's wide hips were straddling his own legs in place, his paws pinned just over his head and Blade's nose touching his muzzle.

Your parents say everything is your fault
But they don't know you like I know you
They don't know you at all
I'm so sick of when they say
It's just a phase, you'll be o.k. you're fine
But I know it's a lie

Finally for a brief moment, the Grovyle thought about his fathers, Guildmaster Jigglypuff and Chatot. He really had no idea how all of this was going to impact them. He had told his fathers about visiting his real family when he had gotten the letter, but what he hadn't heard was Chatot sobbing the rest of the day and Guildmaster Jigglypuff silently crying. They found comfort in each other and they were happy that Grovyle had gotten the chance to meet his real parents. Blade knew that if he did leave, a lot of Pokemon would be sad, especially his partner. He loved his fathers and hid friends dearly, but was he ready to make the sacrifice to leave them? Snapping back to reality, Riley was gazing at him was a strange expression. His red eyes burned with a fiery passion that Blade only saw when they explored. The same love of exploration was the same love for him…

Blade finally realized what was happening. There was a long silence before the Lucario has spoken.

"I love you, Blade. Nothing is ever going to change that." The Lucario said with such sincere affection and love. As the sun hit the horizon and the bubbles faded, Blade realized that this was the most beautiful moment in his life. Riley had finally spoken something that hadn't been uttered between them. When Blade finally found the words to say, his voice was so soft and quiet that Riley had to lean in closer to hear him.

"I love you too, Riley. I guess I always have." The Grovyle finally said, a hint of red colouring his cheeks a light red.

The night is so long when everything's wrong
If you give me your hand
I will help you hold on
Tonight, tonight

Blade loosened his grip on Riley a little, still holding him in place. As Blade let go of his best friend's wrists, he was suddenly pulled into a tight embrace by Riley. Riley's chest spike dug into Blade's chest painfully so the Grovyle gently rested his head on the Lucario's shoulder. Riley pressed a soft kiss to his partner's forehead, where the beginning of the long leaf was. It was such a soft and simple gesture that Blade suddenly found himself sobbing on his friend's shoulder. Now that their feelings were in the open, they just couldn't leave each other. Blade knew he had to see his real family but there was no way he was going without Riley.

Gently prying himself away from the embrace, the Grovyle thought carefully over his next words. He was just about to speak when he was pulled back into the embrace, only this time, their lips were firmly pressed together. Blade knew that Riley tilted his head up and to the side to initiate the kiss but Blade was slowly loosing his mind and soul to the pleasant sensations. His lips tingled as they pressed harder and firmer to the Lucario's. Every last thought, muse and mental note were fighting a loosing battle as feeling, emotion and sensation flowed through Blade's veins. It was then that the kiss became passionate, demanding and ruthless. Riley nibbled on Blade's lips to get them to open while his hands wandered down his Blade's back. Blade circled his arms around the Lucario's neck as the simple kiss became passionate. Finally giving in, Blade opened his mouth and allowed his friend's soft tongue to explore his mouth.

Before dawn the partners were found in each other's arms, in a loose embrace. They packed their bags in silence and left Treasure Town at sunrise. They arrived in the Mysterious Forrest at midday and introduced themselves to the Sceptile Tribe. That night, after a marvellous feast the partners were caught together behind their hut. They were promptly executed for their illegal relationship and left to die in the depths of the forrest.

I won't let you say goodbye
And I'll be your reason why
The last night away from me
Away from me

When their copses were found by an exploration team that was hunting for the Grass Coronet, they were wrapped in a tight embrace with soft smiles on their story has been told and re-told over and over in Treasure Town and in a front of Beach Cave; right at the entrance there lays a small plaque. It says Forever lost, but never forgotten…

The meaning of the plaque can be interpreted in different ways. It's up to you.

Do you guys like it? Have I missed anything? Have I used too much purple prose? Constructive criticism is always accepted!

Should I continue this story?

Thanks for reading!

From,

Lina Ben