It's true, we all love LEshipping (Well, not all, but many of us) and our other "canon" shippings. However, sometimes seeing the same old thing gets just a bit dull, no? So I've decided to try and make a series of oneshots full of unconventional Pokemon pairings. :3 Many will be legendary shippings, in fact, that is what I will start with. ^^
I warn you though, this will get VERY cracky, and for me, that means Slash shippings are completely unavoidable. (Killed) worry not, I put warnings every chapter of what to look out for, now, please enjoy. :3
I want to give a special thanks to Dragonluvr1993 for beta-ing for me. :D
Warnings: None
Genres: Romance (Duh), hurt/comfort, and (slight) humor
The Hard Truth
Skin of molten metal clad in armor of steel. She could scale walls with her cross shaped feet, and launch explosive magma from her mouth. She was clumsy at times, and even a tad bit simple minded – but never was she boring or unkind. It was possible that what I enjoyed the most about her was the fact that she was so nurturing, a quality that could make even me feel hazy and comfortable. With so many good qualities, it made me ponder over why Heatran was always wallowing in such self-loathing.
"Heatran, I do not think it's at all wise to be asking me for advice on this matter," I muttered, reading the Unnown markings painted across the cave wall. I was accustomed to living in places humans had lived long ago, possibly because their race and I (unfortunately) share many preferences. What was comfortable to a human many thousands of years ago proved to be satisfactory for me, as well.
"Well, Mewtwo, you're the smartest one I know, and my friend... I didn't know where else to turn." I heard Heatran from the ceiling above. She tended to feel rather comfortable conversing from a spot on the wall or ceiling. It was an odd habit, but one I found amusing nonetheless...
"I know," I sighed, "but honestly, do you believe I know, or care what a typical male looks for in a female?" I responded, swishing my tail about. The entire idea of forming a mating pair was never one I thought of in depth, and so my opinion on the matter was almost entirely irrelevant.
"Well, not exactly, Mewtwo. I just don't know who else to ask, I really want this male to like me, but I just don't know what they like." She sighed gently. I rolled my eyes, a tendency I suppose I picked up from Mew.
"Heatran, I know for a fact that it differs from male to male, so it's useless asking only one."
"Well, maybe a generalized statement?"
"Heatran, I do not have a generalized statement. Why would I care about what others look for in their mates?" I sighed, growing irritated. "Who is this you speak of? Maybe if I know who it is, I could be more helpful."
"Mewtwo, I can't tell! That ruins the secret!"
I sighed leaning back against the wall. "You know I do not have the patience to be dealing with something like this," I grumbled, electing a giggle from the flame toad. She knew I would not stay angry; I enjoyed her company much too much.
"I'm sorry, Mewtwo, but you never tell what Pokemon you're attracted to."
"Why not?"
"Let's just leave it at 'I can't' and move on?" She seemed intent on dropping the subject, which did not bother me in the least bit. Though I was slightly curious as to who it was... I was betting a thousand Nuggets on Darkrai.
"If you wish," I muttered waving a dismissive hand at the subject. She smiled with her eyes and nodded vigorously.
"Well, maybe I should just ask what you like. If you don't know what other males like, you certainly must know what you like," she said with a chuckle and a warm, orange gaze. I cocked my brow slightly.
"What I like? And when did this become about me?"
"It's just a question... maybe if I know what you like in a female, I'll be better off."
I scoffed. "I refuse to answer that Heatran."
"Why is that? Afraid I'd guess your little 'crush'?" she asked teasingly. I was not amused... or rather, I was, but I did not show my amusement well.
"You would never guess." I nodded reassuringly to myself. She could not possibly know that I was attracted to someone, let alone who it was. When she did not comment, I decided to make more suggestions. "Why not ask someone like Suicune? She'd surely know; she gets around enough to know."
Heatran giggled again, nearly loosing her grip on the cave ceiling above. It took me a second to realize what made her laugh, and I sighed when I did. "That was mean Mewtwo!"
"It was not–it was, for one, true, and I did not mean it in that sense." I shook my head and waved my tail a bit. She knew exactly what I meant by that. She was just choosing to think of it in the clown's sense, so to speak. "Well, are you going to ask her?"
"I did ask her."
I swished my tail, showing interest. "And how did that go?" I questioned, leading into a long pause. The air held heavy tension for a few moments, and I nearly dreaded her answer.
"Well, she said a guy typically likes a girl whose... intelligent, independent, kind, and..." she paused again.
"Yes?" I encouraged her to continue, though somehow I think I would be better leaving it be. I knew what would happen from here on, and it was not something I enjoyed.
"And beautiful." Without reading her mind, I knew that part would trouble her. Heatran was never good enough for herself, and always seemed to be putting herself down. Despite all of her wonderful qualities, the magma toad never "flowed like Suicune" or "sparkled like Articuno". In her own eyes, she was just homely and undesirable. I gave an exasperated sigh.
"Heatran, please, do not even-"
"Mewtwo, you can try and reassure me all you want, but I know I'm not pretty. If beauty really is the key to a male's heart, then I have no way of obtaining that," she cut me off, which signaled that this was distressing to her. She was never rude, especially not to me. Heatran and I often had conversations regarding her physical appearance, and to be honest I was growing sick of it.
"Heatran, how do you know for sure that appearance is the most important quality? In fact, has anyone ever referred to you as unattractive?"
"Does anyone need to tell you you're smart? It's something you know by your own observation... I don't need a second opinion to know that I'm-"
"If you are smart, you will not complete that thought," I warned. There would be no self-bashing in my cave.
"Mewtwo, why are you so tough on me about this? You said it yourself, it's unhealthy to lie to yourself, so I'm trying to be honest,"
"Heatran, are you completely ignorant, or are you merely doing this to annoy me?" I muttered, flicking my eyes her way. I was becoming increasingly irate listening to her ramble on about how ugly she was. Not only was it incredibly stupid, it was untrue.
"What do you mean?" She gasped, taking offense to my comment. I could see a wave of self-consciousness flash in her orange eyes.
"Heatran," I began, focusing my telepathic energy for levitation. I drew closer to her, until we were both eye level. "Someone once told me that life is beautiful, and after years of mulling it over I've pulled a lot of information out of that statement. Not only is life a beautiful thing, every life is also beautiful, as in every creature." I paused. "Even the idiot humans have beauty to speak of."
"Inner beauty, of course, but what's on the outside is a different thing entirely," she muttered, boiling my blood at this point. She was silent for quite awhile before gazing softly at me and muttering, "Mewtwo, what is your honest opinion?"
"On what?"
"On me. Do you honestly think I'm beautiful?"
I blinked, staring at her for a moment. I did not think it was possible for my entire tirade to go in one ear and out the other. It was time I was blunt with her, as it was something she was in dire need of.
"Do you want the hard truth, Heatran?" I muttered, staring right into her eyes, making sure she knew I was serious about this. She cringed a bit, almost as if she was unsure. I, of course, did not blame her. I had a tendency to be rather "insensitive" at least when defined by others.
"Yes, please, I do," she said in a voice just above a whisper, as if other Pokemon were listening to our conversation. I drew my breath while she held hers.
"Then listen up," I muttered. "The hard truth, Heatran? The truth is, I think you're being completely idiotic at the moment, and honestly, you're 'pissing me off' as Raikou would say... do you know what is unattractive? Your constant whining and self-bashing sessions. Heatran, this may sound odd coming from me, but you need to be more optimistic–if you want someone to be in love with you, fine! But do you think anyone would form an everlasting bond with someone who does not at least like themselves?" I said studying her eyes. When she did not speak I continued.
"To completely summarize, Heatran, you need to stop complaining about what you do not like about yourself, and find something you do like about yourself, it is very likely that the single highlighted quality is something others like and respect of you as well... and that is what I truly think," I concluded, taking a brief second to study her warm, ember-like eyes.
At this point, she stared at me in silence. It was difficult to tell what she was thinking, and though it was tempting to look into her mind, I decided against it.
"If it makes you feel any better, I think you have many... wonderful qualities."
She continued to stare at me in utter disbelief before muttering a brief, "You... do?" I nodded gently, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and guilt.
"Yes," I sighed, closing my eyes for a moment.
"Like what?" She gazed at me with large, expectant eyes.
"I think you are very..." I paused looking away slightly. Romance was not something I was used to, nor was it something I typically cared for, but something about Heatran made it make sense... it made me curious as to if it was possible that what humans called "soul mates" did exist...
"Charming... and... nurturing... except when you bash yourself."
"Oh," she muttered, smiling gently at me. If she did not have skin of molten steel, I guarantee she would have been blushing madly by now... I only hoped this was not true for me. Blushing was something I did not do. I stared at her for quite a while, feeling an unfamiliar warmth rising in my core. It baffled me as to why complimenting her felt so... good. In fact, there was much relief in telling her what had been going on in my mind. I was proud in a sense.
"Thank you, Mewtwo."
Thanks for what? I did not completely know why giving her the hard facts required thanks, they were something she should have already known about herself... females, as charming as they could be, never ceased to confuse and amaze me.
"So... " she began. "Does this mean you're attracted to me?"
This was getting very odd, but I could not deny how much I adored her... even though I did not exactly show it the way most would. "I guess you could say that..." I sighed, causing the molten toad to giggle and grin. I rolled my eyes a bit (something I simply have to stop doing). "So, considering I told you who I am attracted to, I expect you to tell me as well."
"Oh, Mewtwo, I was talking about you the entire time."
I blinked once and stared for a good few minutes without speaking. Why I did not guess that made me feel like a moron, and the fact that I still could not believe it made me feel even stupider.
"What?" was my simple reply. I had heard her clearly, but I just could not believe what I was hearing. She laughed again.
"Oh, yes, if it wasn't you I was talking about, I would have told you who I was attracted to," she said with a mischievous grin. I groaned deeply. Females did like to be difficult especially regarding romance... sometimes I wondered if it was their complexity that made them so charming. A challenge does stimulate the mind, after all.
"So, do I get to tell you the hard truth of what I think of you?" She grinned widely, holding in a snicker from what I could tell. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I... suppose," I muttered, unsure of what she would have to say about me. I did not expect negativity, however... not much, anyway. Heatran laughed and gave me a loving gaze.
"Good," she giggled. "Get comfy, my dear, because I've got a lot to say!"
End
There we go, I'd love an R&R, and thanks for reading! :D
