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Dedicated to: SilverxBird
Song of the Day: Dream Fighter
Disclaimer: I don't fuggin own Pokemon! If I did, why would I be here? I would be make that show into a friggen gold mine of romance XD If you sue me...I'll cut you =_=
No I do not play the viola very well, I picked it up about a year ago? I primarily play the sax. White was supposed to play the violin, my sis said that was too cliche, switch it up with another string instrument. So here is the result. My sis is the string player in the fam, so I get tips and tricks from her. I hope it doesn't take away from the story. :DDD
"That dude gets on my damn nerves," Black growled, his arms were crossed in front of him to amplify how serious he was. "I don't get how you didn't just barf all over him when he was talking to you."
White turned to her brown-eyed brother and glared at him threateningly. "You better shut it, besides he can't make you do anything you don't want to do. Just ignore it, you're over reacting anyway. You won't see that guy anymore anyway I swear."
"Um, sorry but can I help you? You're holding up the line Miss," A pink haired nurse mumbled feebly, obviously worn out from her twenty-four hour job.
Glancing behind her, Whites' blue eyes widened in surprise, before she turned around to face the grumbling line behind her, "Sorry everyone, really I am!" Turning around quickly on her heel, White dug into her purse compartment and withdrew the Pokéball in which she caught Pidove. Holding the Pokéball out to Nurse Joy, she felt her hand tremble. "Here's a Pokémon I caught…I hope you can make it feel better, I hurt it really bad to catch it and, I didn't mean too I was just—"
Nurse Joy held up her hand to cut White off and gave her a tender smile of understanding. "A lot of trainers feel that way, we can fix the damage done to your Pidove, but the personal relationship between you two is up for you guys to work out."
"But how can I, if I hurt it in the first—"
"You'll work it out, things will be bumpy at first and your Pokémon will probably be angry at you for a little while, but you'll grow a stronger relationship with Pokémon, as long as your kind to it, and it'll be okay, trust me."
White nodded her head and glanced at Black who stood stone still with his jaw almost hitting the floor. "What's wrong Black?"
"You caught a Pokémon and didn't even tell me? I found out just now when I could of…" Black trailed off, tears were running down his face in a comical fashion as he fumbled with the 5 unused Pokéballs in his pocket.
The pink-haired nurse received the Pokéball containing Pidove from Whites' outstretched hand. "Pidove will be in good hands." Turning around to a plump Chansey, Nurse Joy handed the Pokéball to her, causing the Pokémon to run off to the medical unit.
"Yes thank you, and may we rent a room here if there are any left?" White mulled out, suddenly feeling the weight of this long day on her shoulders. "My brother should have already rented one though."
The nurse nodded and dug out a clipboard and piece of paper from under the counter. "Just sign on one of the lines and…" Digging under her desk once more, the pink haired Lolita pulled out a small card with a black strip on it. "Once you find your room just swipe this card into a little credit card looking thing and it should open up automatically."
Handing back the clipboard with both Blacks' and her signature, White reached out and received the access card. "Thank you so much Nurse Joy."
Nodding happily, Nurse Joy received the Pokéball back from Chansey in a matter of seconds and handed the Pokéball containing Pidove back to White. Whites' eyes widened in surprise at how quickly they could heal a Pokémon and was about to ask the nurse how they did it, but Nurse Joy cut her off politely and told them both gently to wash up and get some rest.
After walking past some automatic doors that led to the rooms in the Pokémon Center, White caught a glimpse of the tall green-haired male from before. He was talking to some people in weird outfits but White just brushed that awkward sight off as weird people getting together with other weird people. Once Black yelled out that he found their room, White hissed at him to shut up.
"People are sleeping you dumbass!"
"Well then, they'll wake up to hear my beautiful voice," Black said defensively, obviously not liking to be made a fool of.
Gazing at the drab pink automatic door before her, White pulled the access card that Nurse Joy gave her from her pocket and swiped it in a credit card looking slot. The light that stood next to the card-swipe was red but then flickered green once White had swiped the card. A successful click erupted from the door and both Black and White sighed in relief as the automatic door opened and they filed inside. The door closed behind them both leaving White to kick off her sneakers and plop down on the bed that was on left side of the room with a rough whine. Black chuckled at the sight of his sister acting so un-ladylike.
Oshawott had been quiet the whole while but then plopped down from Whites' shoulder and landed on the bed head first causing her to grunt at the unexpected impact. "Osha~"
Pushing herself up on her elbows, White felt a relaxed sort of feeling dawn on her at seeing her Pokémon so at home with her. "Do you think that guy can really talk to Pokémon?"
"Why did you have to bring up that…er, weirdo," Black mumbled, falling onto his bed on the opposite side of the room. "You like putting me in a bad mood don't you White?"
White scoffed at what he said. "Why are you so testy about this subject?"
"I don't know, really I don't," Black said. He was lying down on the bed playing nervously with Drilburs' Pokéball. "I just have an urge to kick his nuts into pancakes, that is, if that fag even had nuts."
Rolling her eyes at that poor attempt of a rude joke, White glanced at Oshawott who had a worried look in her eyes as she sat down and leaned against Whites' arm.
"I think he was right though when he said if you showed Oshawott your Drilbur, she'll be calm again."
"Oh yeah," Black mumbled, his face had turned a light red in anger at the fact that N might actually be able to talk to Pokémon and be right about something. Enlarging the Pokéball, Black threw it up into the air as the white beam of light erupted from the ball then flew back to Black. Drilbur was sitting on the floor; his eyes were half-lidded, probably because he might have been sleeping inside the ball. "See Oshawott, Drilbur is fine now…Nurse Joy fixed him up."
Oshawott hopped down from the bed and sat down across from Drilbur, who gave her a sleepy smile.
Inside A Pokémons mind
"How do you feel Drilbur?" Oshawott asked, her eyes looked more relieved at seeing her friend but a form of worry still resided in her button black eyes.
"Ha, I feel pretty good," Drilbur drawled, his eyelids almost closing a good amount of times. "What about you? Meet any 'savages'?" He said loosely, making fun of Whites' interpretation of the world around her.
Frowning deeply, Oshawott shot Drilbur a warning glare, causing him to send her an apologetic smile. After a bit of silence, Oshawott spoke again. "What happened between you and that Zorua by the way? You must have seen what happened; these humans have lied quite often, specifically your companion. Mind telling me what happened?"
"Yeah, um it all started when Black saw that guy with the green hair…I think his name was N, yeah it was. So we saw N completely wipe out these other Pokémon, and their person was freaking out, I've never seen anything like it. Black seemed to be feeling pretty good, since we've beaten about 3 other trainers, then N saw us watching and told Black that he had worn me out, and he just glanced at me once. I was shocked, because I was feeling really worn out! But Black seemed to get so mad at just the sight of his dude and was just saying that he was a…well I shouldn't say those types of words, but that caused that N to challenge Black to Pokémon battle."
"I had a feeling Black wasn't so innocent," Oshawott grumbled. Using one paw to smooth out her glistening whiskers, Oshawott felt a blush rise to her cheeks. "That N's Zorua is a real pervert, he had some nerve to say what he did after he attacked White…He's just lucky I had a spaz attack when he stepped closer, or else I probably would have cut off one of his ears."
Drilbur chuckled and nodded. "Don't tell me what he said or I'd probably die of laughter, and I feel a bit too sleepy to die."
"What do you mean you would 'die of laughter'?" Oshawott growled out from humiliation. "What's so funny about that you jerk?"
"I always found Water Pokémon and Grass Pokémon to be very repulsive, just by looks."
Glaring holes into Drilbur with her eyes, Oshawott took off her shell slowly, causing Drilbur to recoil quickly, holding his claws over his head for protection. "I always thought you looked like an entrée at a high class diner."
"That's not very nice! You haven't even been to a diner, and neither have I!" Drilbur squeaked.
Out of a Pokémons Mind
White looked over to Oshawott who was now attempting to crawl back up onto the bed. After a few tries the otter Pokémon was successfully back onto the bed, leaning against White once more. Snuggling down in the bed next to White, Oshawott gave a relaxed sigh.
"Why don't we see that Pidove you caught," Black said hurriedly, trying to avert the conversation from N before he blew another gasket. "It's a male right?"
"Nope another female," White deadpanned, obviously bummed at the idea of having a temperamental, Pokémon on her team, that could very likely peck out one of her eyeballs without a thought. "I don't think it's a good idea to let her out of her Pokéball…"
Black sent White a scornful look, as if he was a mother was scolding a child for eating plain sugar straight out of the sugar bowl. "You know what the Professor said White, it's not good to keep a Pokémon inside its' ball, c'mon don't be a little paranoid freak right now! I really want to see this Pokémon you caught."
"I'm surprised you didn't catch a Pokémon before me Black."
"Shut up and let your Pokémon out of the damn ball!"
Whites' face broke into a goofy smile at how easy it was to push her brothers' buttons. "I'll let it out ok? Um is the door closed?"
Glancing quickly from the automatic door and back to White, Black gave an anxious nod; his eyes were practically jumping out of his skull in excitement. "C'mon White…"
Feeling her pulse quicken, White looked to the wide window that was behind both of their beds and just sighed. She felt cold inside, as if she had a fever and someone stuck an uncomfortably cold icepack on her chest, back, and neck. Reaching into her small pink purse, White withdrew Pidoves' Pokéball out of the cushioned compartment of her purse and before even thinking, enlarged it and threw it up into the air. In a flash of light, Pidove was standing calmly on the foot of Whites' bed. Its' feathers were no longer fluffed up in an intimidating way. Its' eyes were glassy and a light honey color. The beak of Pidove was onyx black and shined against the calm light that the lamp radiated. There were some pink patches next to beak adding a sort of elegance to the Pokémon, even though she was incredibly small, about the same size as Blacks' Drilbur. Her face and chest were a light gray, though there was a beige heart-shaped mark on her stomach. Her back and wings were pitch black, though a simple gray line ran through the middle of her wings, adding to the dark elegance of this small but beautiful Pokémon.
"Wow…" Black mumbled, his eyes scanning the Pidove in front of him. "I bet she fights really well, just look at those muscles in her wings!"
White shivered as she looked at the athletic wings of the Pokémon. Like it makes this situation any better, she can catch up to me easily if I'm running away…Great, I wish I caught an obese Pokémon at least!
"Oshawott," The cute marine mammal Pokémon cooed, at the sight of the smaller bird Pokémon. It stood up from Whites' arm and walked over to the small bird Pokémon. Raising her paw in hello, Oshawott gave Pidove a goofy smile. "Osha!"
The bird Pokémon cocked its head at Oshawott and observed her carefully, as if planning a strategy in case Oshawott decided to attack her in any moment. "Pidove…"
White felt a bit more at ease. Seeing her Oshawott calmly walk over to this intimidating Pokémon and salute it with not a single ounce of worry was soothing to White as she allowed a small smile to grace her face. Glancing over to Black, she noticed his eyes were a bit downcast even though he had a wide smile on his face. "This is so cool White, you're so lucky!"
"Am I really?" White joked, trying to pull herself out of her last awkward moment.
"Well, no der," Black scoffed as he fell backwards onto his back, his eyes tracing the ceiling above him as he let out a sad sigh. "Do you think she would be proud…I mean, of us?"
Feeling confused for a moment, White met Blacks' gaze and sighed in understanding. "I'm sure Mom would be proud of us right now Black. We're good kids, and she loved us a lot. If she were still on this earth right now, I'm sure she would be nagging us with her phone calls!"
"She would?" Black queried, flipping on to his stomach. A light blush adorning his cheeks at how childish he sounded, though he knew this was the only way he felt relaxed.
"I'm sure she would," White grumbled, somewhat forcing the words out of her mouth. "Don't ask about Dad, Black."
"I know already White; I don't even want to know about him."
Widening her eyes at how much of an impact she had on Black with just her words, White snapped her head in his direction and tried to forge a smile. "Don't hate our…father; he just decided that Pokémon was more for him, that's all."
Glaring angrily at White with frustration Black threw his arms into the air. "Isn't family more important than Pokémon?"
"Pokémon are family!"
"Well then why couldn't he still—"
"Oshawott…" The otter Pokémon said hungrily, rubbing her stomach in a circle motion. Then pointing her paw to her mouth, Oshawott again moaned. Even though Oshawott was trying to break up the tension in the air, she was feeling a bit famished.
"Pidove," The honey-eyed bird Pokémon said from behind Oshawott cautiously, trying to hide from Whites' gaze. "Pi~"
Turning her gaze to look at Oshawott then back to Black, she noticed he was also making the same motion that Oshawott was doing. "Can you get me something to eat White? I'm so hungry…I think I might just puke out my stomach any minute now…"
Sighing tiredly, White nodded and stood up slowly, feeling grateful to Oshawott for breaking up any future fights between the two siblings. "Come on Oshawott, em…Pidove, you can come too."
Humming in delight, Oshawott jumped down and motioned for Pidove to do the same. The glass eyed bird Pokémon flew off the bed and onto Whites' shoulder which caught White by surprise. Feeling a few shivers run down her spine, White glanced at Pidove out of the corner of her eye. Pidove looked at White too, but her gaze was a bit more intimidating.
"Are you hungry Drilbur," White said abruptly, switching her gaze from the daunting bird Pokémon on her shoulder to the small drilling Pokémon that was lying next to Black, his eyes closing every few seconds. After a while, Drilbur nodded his head in response to Whites' question and started to doze off.
"Yeah, I'm sure Drilbur will wake up as soon as you bring us all some food," Black chuckled lightly to play off the slightly embarrassing situation.
Nodding in indifference, White glanced to her sneakers that lay at the foot of her bed and down to her pink socked feet. "Ah, I guess it won't matter walking around without sneakers on, I mean this place is pretty clean…"
"Whatever, just please bring me some mashed potatoes and Oran Berry Juice, I swear there is something wrong with my intestines so I need to wash it out with some juice…"
"Okay, okay you don't need to go into detail!" White shouted frantically, making her way to the automatic door. "What should I get Drilbur?"
"I think he likes candy only…yeah just get him some Caterpie Cotton Candy," Black mumbled, holding his pointer finger up to his lips in his usual thinking motion. "Or get him some bacon; I don't know he probably eats anything."
Feeling slightly miffed, White nodded and exited the room. Trying her best to keep her shoulders steady, White looked down to see Oshawott happily skipping along, her tail bobbing along with each step. Shifting her gaze to the temperamental bird Pokémon on her shoulder, White offered her a weak smile. "Eh, my name is White…?" What the hell was that? Was a asking a frickin question?
"Pidove," it replied casually, not even bothering to make eye contact with White. All of a sudden Pidove shook out her wings, which hit White in the side of her head causing her to swear in surprise. Pidove let out a small snigger and jumped off of Whites' shoulder and started soaring around White and Oshawott in the air. "Pi~"
"Oshawott!" the tiny marine mammal cooed in surprise at seeing the elegant bird Pokémon take flight.
"Does that feel better Pidove?" White asked curiously, suddenly feeling corrupt for wanting to keep her new Pokémon all cramped up in her Pokéball. Pidove tweeted in response to White and flew in faster circles around the two. "Well we better hurry to the Cafeteria or else Black is going to pass out from immense bowel pressure."
Kneeling down, White picked up Oshawott in her arms and rubbed her chin lightly against the soft fur of Oshawotts hair. "Now where is the Cafeteria?"
White decided to keep walking through the hallway until she saw some signs, her eyes gliding every few seconds to Pidove who was flying dutifully next to White, also on the lookout for any indications of where the Cafeteria might be. Oshawott wriggled in Whites' arms to get her attention. Once White looked down to see was Oshawott wanted, the blue/white Pokémon pointed a slender paw toward a slightly open door at the bend of the corridor. White sighed in relief and jogged over to the door quietly, motioning with her hand for Pidove to pick up the pace also. The only sound White heard was the thumping of her feet against the hard carpet floor, and the chatter of many people and Pokémon coming from the supposed Cafeteria. Not wanting to enter a room without knowing what the room contained, White stepped back a bit and looked at the sign above the room that read.
Please Join Us For A Fine Meal, Courtesy of The Pokémon Center!
"This is it then I suppose," White said, slightly inclining her head to the left to make sure Pidove was still hovering next to her.
Pidove landed on Whites' shoulder and nestled in the crook of her neck for warmth. Her feathers tickled Whites' jaw, making White giggle lightly.
Opening the door cautiously, White strode into the huge Cafeteria and took in the image of all the trainers and breeders with their Pokémon, all eating and smiling, in what seemed a perfect harmony. There were about twelve tables with ten seats each, and it seemed that all tables were full. The floor was wooden, which was a surprise, since in Whites' old school, the floors were made of tile. Of course the tile would be the drabbest shade of gray, but with this bright wooden floor, it made the room seem vivid with life and happiness.
All of a sudden, White felt embarrassed for only wearing socks. Looking around cautiously to make sure no one was paying attention to her, White broke into a light jog, and ran over to the food stands, careful not to sway her shoulders too much, in fear that Pidove would fall off and injure herself.
Entering a line for main courses, White grabbed a dark green tray and slid it onto a moving, grey metal belt. There was a long line ahead of her, which caused White to groan and put her weight onto her left leg. It seemed that every person took about thirty minutes just to choose what they wanted, when it only took a minute for White to decide what she wanted.
Seeing that she had a lot of time, White settled Oshawott on the moving tray in front of her and gave her a light smile, "What would you like to eat Oshawott?"
"Osh…" Oshawott pondered for a moment but stood up on the plastic tray and turned around carefully to gaze at the wide variety of foods that they had behind a wide glass. Seeing some clams and oysters laying neatly on top of one another in a small container made Oshawotts eyes widen in happiness. Pointing a pure white paw in the direction of the clams and oysters, Oshawott hooted in her final decision. "Oshawott…mmm!"
"Ah, okay then Oshawott…seems we're last in line so in case you see anything else you want instead, just tell me okay?" White said, her eyes gleaming at seeing her Pokémon so happy at just the sight of food. Turning her head to look at Pidove on her shoulder, White offered a weak smile. "So what would you like…Pidove?"
Fluttering lightly off of Whites' shoulder and onto the tray next to Oshawott, Pidove tweeted and pointed her wing in the direction of a container of sizzling, juicy long green beans. They seemed to of been covered in a light brown sauce. "Pidove~"
"Oh those do look really good," White cheered. "I think I'll get some diced up tomatoes and cucumbers though."
Oshawott and Pidove nodded at her decision and turned to each other to discourse.
Inside a Pokémons Mind
"Isn't our person nice Pidove?" Oshawott breathed; her eyes held a fluid warmth within them as she spoke of White. "We're quite lucky to have someone as nice as her."
"I don't like her," Pidove said gingerly, her eyes narrowing slightly. "If I pretend to be nice to her, maybe she'll let me go."
Oshawotts' eyes widened as she held up her arms and waved them around in a flailing motion. "Oh please, White needs us! She has so much pain…can't you stay with us? White treats us with a large amount of respect."
"Oh like carrying you around like a toy?"
Growling lowly Oshawott held up a warning paw, causing Pidove to flinch backwards slightly. "White has been through a lot, and me and White have a close bond…you can leave any time, White won't hold you back. Just know that you will only break her down worse than she already is." Lowering her paw, Oshawott breathed out lowly and closed her eyes slightly before opening them again with a determined gaze in her eyes. "White and I are connected in a way…I can't explain it, but I feel what she does. I will never leave her side, I don't want to, and I've just been with her for just one day."
Pidove flexed her wings outward slightly and nodded her head. "I'm not unreasonable, but she's weak minded. I'd rather have a person who has a strong will."
"She's not scared of many things, I assure you."
"She's scared of progress!"
Oshawott exhaled and sat down on the moving tray, her eyes locked with Pidove. "Do what you like."
"Well, well it's the little daredevil from before!" Spoke a smooth voice.
Snapping out her wings defensively, Pidove glared at the larger fox. "Just who are you?"
"What do you want Zorua?" Oshawott cried, standing up quickly and grabbing the shell off of her stomach.
"I want something to eat," Zorua said simply, his eyes gazing into Oshawotts with much interest as he leapt gracefully over to where Oshawott and Pidoves tray was moving. "Why else would I be here?"
Out of A Pokémons Mind
"What are you doing here?" White asked, completely flabbergasted at seeing the tall male from before standing next to her in line with his own tray so casually.
"I'm getting something to eat," N said simply, offering her a kind smile as they both moved down the decreasing line slowly.
White clamped her mouth shut and felt a blush rise up to her cheeks in embarrassment. Dear god of course he's getting something to eat, why else would somebody be in a food line? And I'm wearing just socks…god damn it I'm going to wear my tennis shoes everywhere, no matter how lazy I am!
"They seem to have a nice variety of food," N said softly, his eyes gliding smoothly from each container of food as they both shuffled down the line. "I believe I'm going to get some grilled chicken for Zorua and some Oran berries."
"What about you?" White asked, though her eyes focused on the prices above the food platters.
"The Oran berries are for me," N said quietly, his eyes snapping back to Zorua and Oshawott every few seconds. After a while, N tapped Zorua lightly on the head with his index finger and whispered for him to be quiet before looking back to White. "I'm sorry if my Zorua bothers your Oshawott."
White gazed at N incredulously, before turning her head away to look at an elderly old lady who was politely asking for Whites' order. "I'm sorry, may I have a container of mashed potatoes, some clams and oysters raw…what else…oh yeah, a small bag of Caterpie Cotton Candy, a small container of those long green beans, some diced tomatoes and cucumbers, and two large bottles of Oran Berry Juice and milk."
"Sure thing honey, but you are sharing that order with someone right?" The white-haired lady asked, an amused smile playing at her lips.
White flushed and nodded bashfully before sliding her tray down the line more with N following.
"One grilled chicken breast and Oran berries please," N said with his usual graciousness. "That will be it."
"Sure thing handsome," said a middle-aged woman, coming out from the back.
After a moment, Whites' order was handed back. Everything was stacked neatly in black containers inside a large orange paper bag. Paying her order to every cent, White exited the line and stood for a moment. Without knowing what she was really doing; White took a glance back at N who was now paying. Zorua was standing on N's tray, glaring up at the cashier lady while gnawing on his grilled chicken.
"Pidove," The small bird Pokémon cooed as it tried to peck through the paper bag to get to her green beans. "Pi-Pi-Pidove!"
"Osh…" Oshawott scolded, holding out an arm to block Pidoves' pecks.
Rolling her eyes, Pidove stuck out her tongue, sat down on the green tray gently and buried her head backwards into the protection and darkness of her wide wings.
"White," N's charming voice called out. His eyes held a sort of childish delight, as if meeting with a new friend for the first time. "What would you like to do tomorrow?"
"You really meant that? I thought you were joking…"
A flash of hurt crossed over N's face but he quickly covered it. "Of course I meant it…did I say anything to make you think that—"
"No, no never mind," White said quickly, rolling her aquamarine eyes slightly. "Why don't we just forget about the whole thing?"
"Why?" N asked. It seemed as if a moment of happiness had deflated within him causing White to wince slightly.
Balancing the heavy tray on one hand, White nervously scratched the back of her neck. "Well my brother really wouldn't want me to hang out with you. I know he's my younger brother and all, but still…y'know?"
"I'm sorry I don't know," N mumbled. He stepped forward and received the heavy tray from her other hand. "The tray seemed a bit heavy for you, so it would only be natural that I carry it for you. Why don't I carry this for you, and you tell me why I can't make…that incident up to you."
Pidove and Oshawott seemed surprise at the exchange of trays and hopped off to be by White. Oshawott stood by Whites' feet, while Pidove flew off the floor onto Whites' shoulder and buried her head into her wings again.
"No, no, it wasn't all that heavy," White said franticly. Rushing forward to take back her tray, N stepped backwards sharply and gave her an apologetic smile.
"Please?"
Glaring up at N, White tried her best to seem taller than she actually was by standing on the tips of her toes. Though as hard as she tried to look tall, N still loomed over her with a childish grin on his face.
"Okay alright, you win!" White growled. Pointing in the direction of Black and her room, White led the way with N following.
"Can you tell me now?" N asked from behind White as soon as they neared her room.
Sighing angrily, White stopped a few feet away from the room and turned around sharply to face the taller teenager. His grey eyes seemed to stop her from exploding into a tantrum. "Well you see I'm happy to just forget about this incident, aren't you? You don't have to make up anything to me okay, it's alright. I'm not going to hold anything against you."
"I want to make it up to you," N said quietly, his eyes moved ever so lightly as he took in her facial features. "It's only right that I do so."
"Stop bothering me," White ground out, now understanding why this guy irked her little brother so much.
N handed White back her tray gently and gave her a kind smile. "I'll meet you at the entrance of the Pokémon center."
Whites' eyes widened as she held her tray much tighter than she need to. "Why do you want to do this so bad?"
"A Gentleman always makes sure that his mistakes are repaid," N said, whilst looking at Zorua to avoid eye-contact with White. "What would you like to do tomorrow?"
"I really don't know," White answered quickly, desperately wishing to head back into her room and just dump the heavy tray of food. "I'm not going to argue with you, and my arms are killing me! Look, let's just see tomorrow, alright…er, what was your name?"
"N," The green haired male said quickly, earning a confused look from the brunette. "My name is N…"
White gave him an apologetic grin. "Sorry… um, goodnight N!"
N gave White a charming smile and started to walk away, down the hall towards his own room. While on the way down, N and Zorua seemed to chat vividly, as if they truly understood each other. White glanced at them both and felt a small smile tug at her lips. They seem to have a really close bond…Like Dewott and I did…
"Oshawott," the marine mammal said hurriedly from near Whites' feet. Oshawotts' heart seemed to beat quickly as she felt the emotions White was feeling at the moment. "Osh…"
"Yeah let's go inside now," White mumbled, breaking her trance from the green-haired male that was already long gone down the hall.
Sliding the access card again through the card slot, White entered the room and found both Black and Drilbur asleep on top of the bed. Their snores echoed out evenly as they breathed in and out at the same time. Giggling lightly, White went up to her bed and put the tray down on top of the covers. Tiptoeing back over to Black and Drilbur, White leaned over Blacks' body and pinched his two nostrils together. Instantly, Blacks' snoring stopped and was replaced with more labored breathing through his mouth. After a moment, Blacks' maple syrup eyes snapped open as slapped Whites' hand away and panted heavily. "What the hell! You always do that to me! What if I'm an old dude? You're going to kill me!"
"It was just to wake you up you little pussy," White chuckled out. "I've been doing that to you since you were born."
"I wonder why I'm not dead yet," Black groaned out while rubbing his nose. While rubbing his now red nose, his eyes landed on the steaming food. "Ah, yes about time!"
"You're welcome," White snapped out while walking over to her bed to eat.
Black woke up Drilbur gently with a push to the shoulder and carried him over to the tray of food. Soon everybody was sitting on Whites' twin sized bed. Oshawott was getting her shell ready to crack open some clams and oysters while Pidove was glaring at the bag as if to open it herself telepathically. Black was busy licking his lips and rubbing his hands together. Drilbur was…well Drilbur fell asleep again.
"Should we pray first?" White asked, feeling very famished herself.
"Hell no!" Black practically screamed out, ready to dive into the food himself.
Glaring at Black for a moment, White proceeded to dig into the orange paper bag and pull out a small black container with Pidoves' juicy green beans. Opening it quickly, White placed it gently in front of Pidove who instantly started to peck into her meal. "Pidove~"
"Glad you like it Pidove, now can I get my meal White?"
"Don't get your thong in a bunch," White growled. Digging into the huge bag again, White pulled out a pink Styrofoam cup with a plastic lid, the insides were completely filled with mashed potatoes. Handing it over to the now drooling male, White handed him a spoon from her pocket. "Now stuff your face."
"What no gravy! How the heck am I supposed to eat this?"
"Say something one more time and I swear I will—"
"It's all good, it's all good!"
"That's what I thought," White snorted out.
After a moment, everybody was served and full from their meal. Happy groans echoed out of each corner of the room as everybody rubbed their stomachs and laughed. Oshawott and Pidove were napping on the pillow of Whites' bed while Drilbur had managed his way onto Blacks' lap and proceeded to sleep in the crevice of Blacks' crossed legs.
"Thanks sis," Black moaned out. "My stomach feels all good now…"
Nodding, White held up the glass bottle of milk she had ordered and took a big gulp. After a chilled breath, White gave Black a Cheshire grin. "We should really go to sleep now Black…we have, well I have a big day tomorrow."
"What are you talking about?" Black asked, his forehead creasing in confusion. "Bianca and Cheren are going to come back tomorrow or…"
"No nothing like that," White said, her gaze becoming more furrowed. "This guy has to make something up to me—"
"You're going to make out with a guy tomorrow?" Black gasped, his mouth becoming a wide 'O' before his mouth closed and he wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Have I met this guy before?"
"Get your head out of the gutter," White sputtered. "I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow, we're probably going to just go get some ice-cream tomorrow, and the worst part is that it's with that weird guy from earlier."
Blacks' face dropped as he glared at White. His jaw was visibly clenching and unclenching in an attempt to hide his anger. "Why didn't you say no? My god White, can't we, as regular brother and sister hate the same people?"
"Trust me I tried to say no," White muttered, leaning against the wall next to her bed. "I'm just going to get this over with Black…and I don't hate him as a matter of fact. I have no reason to, even though you hate him, I see nothing wrong…in general about him. Just the fact that he probably has the best manners I've ever seen in a male in my lifetime!"
"Whatever," Black mumbled. "Just don't say anything about that guy okay? I really don't like him, don't scold me about it now either, I hate him, plain and simple."
"But, why?"
Picking up Drilbur quietly, Black silently made his way back over to his bed and put Drilbur down gently on top of the pillow. Taking a moment to breathe in and out, Black spoke softly. "I don't know…I wish I knew why I hate him as much as I do… damn I sound crazy!"
"Weirdo," White said comically, desperately trying to lighten the mood. "Um goodnight Black, I think I'm going to take a bath first, what about you?"
In a flash, Blacks' bad mood was "gone" though his new disposition was obviously a bit forced. "Did we even bring clothes from home?"
"Oh my goodness…I don't think so!"
"Gah, White you're my older sister, aren't you the one that is supposed to think of everything? Jesus now what will we do, I refuse to wear my boxers for more than two days without a good wash."
Looking franticly around the room for any sign of additional clothing, White sighed and deadpanned. "Go to the PokéMart and buy us a whole load of clothes with a big backpack, got it Black?"
"Why me?"
"Because I got the food," White growled, already making her way to the bathroom with Oshawott and Pidove now wide awake in her arms. "My new clothes better be on the bed by the time I'm done with my bath or else you're in trouble."
Black ran over to his sneakers and called for Drilbur to wake up. In a split second Drilbur was awake and was running out of the room with Black in order to avoid Whites' wrath. White smirked after the two and headed into the private bathroom that was placed conveniently in their room. Closing and locking the door securely behind her, White sighed and turned on the tap in the bath. The bath itself was a pure white with golden handles that just spelled elegance. The walls were beige pink, giving the room a cozy glow with the warm lights that hung above the golden sink.
Oshawotts' big dusky eyes sparkled at the sight of running water and without another thought, she jumped into the bathtub. The water hadn't even covered the bottom of the tub yet so Oshawott sat down on a dry spot in the bathtub and waited eagerly for the water to fill the wide bathtub.
"Oshawott, I was supposed to be the one to take a bath," White said. The sound of her voice seemed to decrease with each word when she saw the sad look on Oshawotts' face. "Well I guess we can take a bath together…oh geez."
"Oshawott~" Oshawott said cheerfully, at the newfound privilege. The water had started to rise up midway so Oshawott could now swim around a bit. Taking a few expert strides in the tub, Oshawott started to drift on her back. "Osh-Osh-Osh-Oshawott~"
"You really like singing huh, Oshawott?" White questioned, whilst removing her vest. "I used to like to sing, but I found my passion in the viola. Are you going to take a bath with us too Pidove?"
"Pidove…" cawed the grandiose bird Pokémon as it flew over to the rim of the bathtub and dipped her head into the water. Raising her head out of the water, Pidove shook her head wildly, causing the water droplets to land all over her feathers. The water droplets sparkled on her dusky feathers as Pidove glided off the rim and onto the seat of the toilet to roost down. "Pi…"
White felt an amused smile make its way to her face as she removed all of her clothing and sit down in the nearly full bathtub. The water was lukewarm and felt just right on her skin. The weather had been getting chillier at night and White knew that she couldn't go to sleep or go out with shorts and a tank top. So she thanked god that Black was going to purchase some clothing, and she didn't mind since Black was the one that had the good fashion sense. Luckily the Pokémon Center had also stocked the bathrooms with towels and hair products and everything else a woman or man should need, even the "dirty" needs, at which of course White blushed at and ignored.
Taking an azure shampoo bottle from the rim of the bathtub, White proceeded to bathe herself. Oshawott in the meanwhile was playing with the suds that fell off of Whites' long hair, after a few minutes, Oshawott had collected enough soapsuds to create any figure she wanted, so she created a Pokéball, a deformed hat, and even Pidove. Sighing loudly, White rinsed herself off with an attachable hose that connected to the bathtubs' faucet and started to comb through her hair with her fingers. Oshawott sat close to White so that she could rinse her off also. Oshawott hopped out of the tub and dried in what seemed an instant. Pidove clucked at Oshawott in annoyance when the small otter Pokémon had shook off some water and it had hit Pidove all over, making her wet once more.
White stepped out of the tub and grabbed a simple snowy towel from under the sink cabinets and dried herself off. White stood quiet for a moment before raising her voice and calling out for Black through the door.
"What is it White?"
"Oh nothing, did you get some pajamas?"
"Well no der, what do you want to sleep in a thong? I got you one by the way."
"Why would I want to—oh never mind, did you get some warm pajamas?"
White heard an annoyed sigh through the other side of the door. "Yes now please hurry up and get dressed, I want to take a shower!"
"Don't disrespect," White scolded, coming out of the bathroom in a towel wrapped tightly around her body with Oshawott and Pidove following. "Go take your shower, stinky."
"I don't stink," Black said gruffly, even though he raised his left arm and took a deep whiff of his armpit. "Nope I still smell 'forest fresh'."
"Hurry up and take your shower," White barked out, pointing an accusing finger toward the bathroom.
Black jumped a bit at Whites' loud voice and motioned for Drilbur to hurry up. Once the bathroom door slammed shut between the two males, White sighed deeply and began to change into the new underwear and warm pajamas that Black had bought her. Sighing contently, White opened the covers of her bed and sat down in the balminess of the bed. Motioning for Oshawott and Pidove to get into bed with her, White could hear Black singing loudly in the running shower. Oshawott hopped over eagerly and snuggled down in the covers, her eyes closing almost instantly. Pidove however was more hesitant and decided to roost down on the foot of the bed. White gazed at Pidove for a moment, trying to decide whether to pull Pidove up from the uncomfortable spot at the foot of the bed or just leave her there. I'm not going to force her to do anything she doesn't want to do…hmm; this is going to be much harder than I thought.
"Goodnight Pidove, goodnight Oshawott," White said, a worn-out undertone was unmistakable in her voice. "Let's hope we can endure tomorrow."
And with that, White leaned over and turned off the single lamp, leaving the room in darkness. Lying down in the bed, White pulled the warm covers over herself and Oshawott, careful not to wake Pidove. Feeling that sleep wasn't going to come to her easy, White stayed up for a long time, listening to Black sing his beautiful medley. He always was a good singer, and she was a natural viola player, together they were prodigies, but without each other they were just "ok" musicians. Feeling a tired smile, smuggle its way up to her lips, White allowed her cerulean eyes to close.
"You're late," White ground out, her eyes never leaving N's calming gray ones.
"I apologize," N said humbly, his lip twisted upward in the most sincere grin that White had seen in ages. "Where would you like to go White?"
Feeling a bit bad for snapping, White gave N a smile of her own. "Is ice-cream okay for today?"
"That's a good idea," N said quickly, his lips turned upward into a cheery smile. "We better get going then!"
With N leading the way, they both excited the Pokémon Center. White made sure to keep her hat bent down towards the sun so that nobody saw her face, not wanting anyone that she knew to see her with this guy and think that they were on a date.
Oshawott was held tightly in Whites' arms, which proved some difficulty when Oshawott wanted to turn her head to speak to Pidove who was residing tranquilly on Whites' shoulder.
White let out a stressed sigh and looked up at N's back, though she focused on his hair. Seemingly soft and adorably choppy, White wanted to reach out and just yank it, and then of course run her fingers through it. Because boys could wear wigs too, right?
"You know where you're going right N?" White groaned out, her neck was starting to hurt so she held up regularly without hunching her head over.
"Ah, it's there," N said as soon as White had finished her sentence. Breaking out into a light jog, N dashed over to the moving ice-cream stand and held up one finger. "One vanilla please…um what would you like White?"
White hurried over to where N was and glared at him, her eyes almost closing since the sun was already beaming into her eyes. "Don't just run off, god your so…" White stopped herself from finishing her sentence and looked up at the ice-cream man with a calm smile. "Sorry about that, may I have one coconut ice-cream?"
"Sure thing, no one ever gets the coconut soft serve, but it's absolutely delicious," The dark skinned ice-cream man said with a wide smile as he opened the mobile glass ice-cream stand and scooped out N's vanilla ice-cream into a cake cone and Whites' coconut ice-cream into a waffle cone. Handing both of the ice-cream cones back to N and White, the man added on to his apparently un-finished sentence. "I should know the coconut is good, I made the recipe myself!"
"Yes it is very good," White said softly, her eyes closing half-way slightly as she took a light lick of the soft serve ice-cream. "My dad used to bring it for me and my brother all the time…"
The dark man shifted slightly as a worried expression came over his face, "I'm really sorry if this is disrespectful but there is a line behind you two."
"Thank you," N muttered, whilst licking his ice-cream and handing the man the correct change for the cones.
"No problem for such a good looking couple, just don't bicker too much," the ice-cream man said with a chuckle as he turned to the next people in line and took their orders, now completely ignoring N and White.
White huffed lightly and glared at her ice-cream which now had a tongue sized dent mark from her rough licking. Her grip on the poor cone grew tighter as she muttered to herself. "First he's nice, then rude, and then sarcastic…and old people say the younger generation is…"
"Would you like to sit down?" N questioned, cutting her off from her little rant. His hand moved in the direction of a huge water fountain in the center of town. "There are some seats built into the side of the fountain if you would like to sit there."
"You already bought me ice-cream, can I go back to Pokémon Center to meet up with my brother," White huffed out quickly, moving her ice-cream of the reach of Oshawott who was trying to nab a quick lick.
"I wouldn't be—"
"Yes you would," White hissed out quickly, trying to avoid the gaze of nosey bystanders.
N breathed in deeply and then out quickly. His steely eyes darted around the plaza until his gaze landed on a female with light orange hair that was messily tucked into what seemed a dress hoodie. The dress was a light blue completely with a sort of white apron design in the front. The whole design was strapped to her waist with a tight black belt. Her gangly arms and legs were covered with a black spandex and her hands and feet where stuffed into matching gloves and boots. N sent a forced smile her way as soon as she caught a glimpse of him. She glanced at him and a small smile of relief made its way up to her face. Not even bothering to say "excuse me" she started to shove her way through the crowd to get to him, which caused N to frown in displeasure.
The green haired male turned sharply to White and took her wrist into her hand and started to pull her lightly, but quickly over to the water fountain. White growled angrily at him as the sudden movement caused her to drop her ice-cream. N sat down on the gray marble of the water fountain and brought White down gently with him. "I'm sorry about that I just don't want to speak with…" N motioned with his eyes over to the woman from before, of which was now fuming angrily at the sight of White. The ginger haired woman turned sharply and trotted away.
"Is she your girlfriend?"
"A girlfriend…well she's a girl, but she's not really my friend if that's what you mean," N replied, taking a chomp out of his ice-cream.
"I wasn't asking if she was your friend," White said lowly, already feeling too exhausted from this day. "Do you know what I mean by girlfriend?"
"I think I would know what girlfriend means!" N said quickly, a humiliated blush started to stain his cheeks. "It's a girl who is a friend, a compound word."
"You're thinking of it too literally," White said, biting back a giggle at his lack of knowledge. "It's someone you share your love with; I guess in a way…well that's not really a good way to explain it."
Oshawott sighed in boredom from Whites' lap and wriggled as hard as she could in Whites' arms. White who was currently busy trying to come up with a logical definition for the word "girlfriend" instantly released her grip on Oshawott who giggled happily and ran into the water of the fountain. Pidove flew off of Whites' shoulder in response to Oshawotts' actions and flew to the top of the fountain to converse with other bird Pokémon that came lurking around the fountain for a good bath.
"Oh, no, no, no Oshawott and Pidove please come back here," White hissed frantically, completely putting Ns' conversation to the side. "There are some cuckoo people around here, please come back…my god, my god…"
N noticed immediately how much White seemed to freak out at not having her Pokémon in her sight and stood up also. He turned to Pidove first that was standing on the very top of the fountain and made eye contact with her. Pidoves' big honey-colored eyes widened as she heard N's deep voice ring in her head. She turned her head immediately in N's direction and squawked in fright, as his lips didn't move.
"What, what is this, how may you speak to me?" Pidove squawked at the foreign voice that was ringing in her head.
"Why are you with her? You seem to have a great dislike for her."
"How do you know this?"
"I have been able to speak with and interpret the feelings of a Pokémon ever since I was young, now please answer my question."
Pidove fluttered down from her perch atop the fountain and rested on the rim of the fountain. Her eyes narrowed in Ns' as she sought out the answer to her strange dilemma.
"I'm testing her worth, what's it to you?"
"You could fly away at any moment, just do so now, you won't even have to worry about being mistreated. You'll live a happier life, in your natural home."
"In due time, but for now I suggest that you stay out of our business, or else something will come to you that you'll wish you had never brought up."
Whites' bright aquamarine eyes softened at the sight of Pidove closer to her and motioned with a gentle prodding of her elbow for Pidove to hop on. As if the whole process was natural, Pidove hopped elegantly onto Whites' shoulder and pecked a bit hard at the side of Whites' neck, causing the brunette to quickly drop her head to side and whine loudly. "That wasn't nice Pidove! Okay, Oshawott c'mon let's get going now or else Black is going to blow a gasket in the Pokémon Center, and poor Nurse Joy doesn't have to go through that…"
Oshawott was too busy diving in and out of the three foot deep water. She swam among the different shades of Alomomola and Bascuiln, whilst doing powerful and quick spins through the water of which propelled her further. But what stopped Oshawott short was not Whites' light yell for her to come back, but the sight of an struggling Bascuiln that was trying desperately to come up for air. But a fish Pokémon did not usually come up for air did it? Propelling herself to the other side of the fountain, Oshawott placed both paws on the much larger Pokémon and pressed it up to the surface of the water so it could breathe. Instantly it sprang out of her small paws and jumped up high out of the water and a good few feet into the air. The white/blue furred Pokémon sprang out also, though her heart was beating a bit fast in surprise of the sudden movement the Bascuiln had done. Landing not so elegantly on the side of the fountain, Oshawott watched with widened eyes as the fish Pokémon convulsed in the air and turned in a flash of white light into a small dark gray/red fox Pokémon with leering blue eyes.
Inside a Pokémons Mind
"Zorua what are doing as a fish?" Oshawott sputtered as she shook out some water from her clinging fur. "You can change forms?"
"It's my main power, and I was exercising it," Zorua said with a grunt as he landed on the rim of the fountain with a dissatisfied frown. "I grew a bit weary and…well I don't have to explain myself!"
"You're welcome," Oshawott growled out before she stopped and took a glance towards N, who was staring at them both intently.
"Do you like your trainer?"
Oshawott could hear N's voice clear as day in her mind, and she gave Zorua an uneasy look. He just answered her gaze with a haughty laugh and bounded towards N whilst gaining speed. In a flash, he was already on N's shoulder, petting down a piece of N's green tea hair.
Taking an unsure look at White, she noticed that White was busy scolding Pidove lightly, though her tone was not rude or egotistical, instead there was a sort of fluid calmness that underlined her voice, which was backed up by a tenderer sort of love. Looking back towards N, Oshawott nodded her head.
"I really wouldn't ask for anything else."
"You're free to leave, whenever you please."
"Why would I want to be by myself?"
"Don't you have any family, or friends?"
"I've never known my family, but I have a new one. Um goodbye, sir, White needs me right now, and... I'd never abandon her, she's my partner."
And with those final words, Oshawott broke off the mental connection between N and her and ran towards White, who quickly picked her up in her arms.
Out of A Pokémons Mind
"Never get out of my sight again guys," White mumbled quietly to both Pidove and Oshawott. Pidove responded with a quick roll of her eyes while Oshawott nodded obediently and stuck out her small pink tongue at Zorua who was currently glaring at her.
N bit off a piece of his waffle cone and glanced at Whites' hands for a minute before a startled look came onto his face. "Did you drop your ice-cream?"
"Yeah when you dragged me over here," White said nonchalantly since she was always told by her mother before she died that there was no use crying over spilt milk. "It's no problem though."
"I'm really sorry about that," N said as looked down to his feet. "Um…here, have mine!" N stepped a tad bit closer to White and pushed his slightly deformed ice-cream cone into Whites' free hand.
White stepped back a bit and offered a small smile. "It's alright; I sometimes start coughing after I eat ice-cream so it's better this way."
Without knowing better, White sat back down on the built in bench of the water fountain and placed Oshawott down next to her gently. N sat down next to White also and took a big lick out of his cone before placing the whole thing in his mouth and chomping it up. After N had finished, he let out a chilled sigh and turned to White, his bangs swished in the process. "Do you…enjoy caring for Pokémon?"
"I don't think I'm the right person to take care of Pokémon…"
N raised a confused eyebrow. This might have been easier than he had thought. "Then why do you keep your Pokémon? Why don't you let them go free, so they can be happy?"
White felt a sudden pain in her heart as she gazed over to N, her eyes were wide and the after lashes of his words were evident in her big cerulean eyes. "They aren't happy…with me?"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that, truly I didn't."
"You can talk to Pokémon; I've seen you on TV, have you talked to my Pokémon?" White nibbled her lip. "What have they said about me?"
"Only good things," N said, offering White another of his calming smiles.
White glanced to Pidove on her shoulder and questioned her with her eyes. Pidove glanced back at her and chirped before turning her head in the other direction. Glancing down at Oshawott, White sighed and placed her head in her hands. "Dear god…"
Feeling the awkwardness of the situation and the sudden tension he had added to it, N raised his voice a bit more to gain Whites' attention. "Can you finish telling me the 'significance' of a…girlfriend?"
Not being one to like to revel in her depression for a long time, White raised her head from her small hands and gave N an amused smile, which caused him to smile back at her in return. "Well…a girlfriend is someone you can tell everything to, you're not afraid to lay down your feelings in front of her. A girlfriend is someone you love to hug and hold hands with…and there is a special place in your heart that can't be filled unless you have that certain someone in your life."
"I think I get the gist of it," N mulled out slowly while shaking his choppy bangs out of his eyes.
"So the girl from before was your girlfriend right?"
"Not in the least," N said quickly with a small laugh. "You can say that…she and I are acquaintances, more like business partners, we both aim for the same thing."
White could feel her interest rise as she leaned in a bit to hear him better. "May I ask what that goal is?"
N locked eyes with her and gave her a slightly forced smile, which turned out to look more like a smirk. "What I aim for is ultimate perfection in the—"
Before N could finish about 5 people ran up to the green haired male. White only recognized the fuming female from before, but she was surrounded by 4 other weirdly dressed people. They all began talking in a flurry as their gazes shifted between N and White, almost as if they were all synchronized.
"Please, you mustn't be out without an escort."
"You are very important to our world, nothing must happen to you!"
"Oh never get out of our sight again, please, he'll surely have our heads!"
"What are you doing with this tramp…?"
"At least you're alright."
"I'm fine," N said smoothly as he stood up and gave White an apologetic grin. "I'm sorry but I must go now, I have some business to attend to…I hope I may get to see you again."
"It's okay, and I liked our…er, talk. And I'm sure we'll see each other soon." The truth of Whites' words seemed to send a chill down Whites' spine as she leaned over and picked up Oshawott securely in her arms.
She didn't trust these weirdly dressed people, hell she didn't really trust anybody.
Standing up from her seat, White shifted her purse on her shoulder and glanced up at N. He held out a hand in her direction, and she instantly reached out and shook it. His hand was warm, and it sent small tingles into her skin since White constantly felt cold. They both pulled their hands apart and smiled at each other.
"Um sorry about how I acted today N…"
"I didn't see anything wrong with your character," N responded as he adjusted Zorua on his shoulder and took a step forward to the group. "Farewell White, goodbye Pidove, Oshawott."
Oshawott shook a small paw at N and Zorua, and to her surprise Zorua lifted one of his paws in farewell. Pidove was silent, she didn't move for any reason except to rearrange her head to fit back underneath her feathers.
"Ah, bye N," White said softly, not feeling well enough to put in the extra effort for him to actually hear her. She watched for a moment as N and the peculiar group walked away.
"Hey you, I need to have a word with you!" A voice boomed out from next to White, just as she was about to turn around and go back to the Pokémon center.
White turned her head quickly, already sensing some tension rise at just the sound of the attitude in the woman's voice.
"May I help you?"
"What has lord N said to you?"
"Lord? Well he hasn't said anything; well not anything I thought was important."
The woman talking to her was the ginger haired female from before, the one that N had seemed to avoid on purpose, and for some uncanny reason, White took an immediate disliking to the taller woman.
The carrot topped female growled lowly and shoved a hand into her pocket abruptly, causing White to flinch backwards at the sudden movement. The woman smirked and withdrew a smudged black Pokéball. Whites' eyes widened at the scene. This intimidating, older, and taller female had an ominous looking Pokéball, and when a trainer brought out a Pokéball, that's when a battle was about to be put into motion.
The petite brunette looked around the plaza, for a sign of anybody that could perhaps calm down this larger woman, but it seemed as if the whole area had been cleared, even the older man and his portable ice-cream stand was nowhere to be seen.
"Everything my Lord says is important, and to make sure you don't forget, I'm going to teach you in a way you'll never forget!"
White froze in her spot as soon as the older woman threw the dark capsule into the air and a flash of light came out, in a minute a flying sort of bat Pokémon came out. Pidoves' head snapped out of her feathers as she sensed Whites' distress and fear. Glancing ahead at the scene Pidove noticed a Woobat starting to glide around the air, swiping its' paper thin wings through the air sharply in a pre-battle warm up. Pidoves' eyes hardened on the Pokémon as it swooped off of Whites' shoulder and maneuvered through the air in fast sprints, as it tried to fake the Woobat out by appearing in its' face then appearing a good distance away before it decided to attack.
"No, Pidove!" White cried out suddenly, as she reached her hand out, as if just that simple movement was going to bring back her prideful Pokémon. "Black, Black!"
The only person White knew that could probably save her at the moment was her little brother; she was too scared, too immobilized by fear to do anything. Tears started to cascade down Whites' face as she watched Woobat, nearly slam into Pidove, who just barely managed to dodge the very strong attack. Pidove couldn't fight by herself, so she looked down constantly at White for instruction, though she got none. She couldn't see the battle from a distance, she was in it. "Pidove, Pidove!"
And in a flash, White saw something she never thought she would see.
Zorua, sprinting at an incredibly fast speed, his short legs seemed to gather much distance as he reached the pinnacle of his sprint. Leaping high up into the air, Zorua seemed to glide over to the humongous Woobat. The dark fox came within breathing distance of the bat Pokémon before he disappeared and reappeared behind Woobat and threw a sucker punch at the pressure point of the bat. "Zorrruuu!"
"Osha," Oshawott cried in surprise from her place in Whites' arms.
And White caught a glimpse of long tea green hair run in her direction.
OMG Hope you all liked it...god I had fun :) The next chapter will be up soon :D
This story is to get you immersed, y'know? So you all build up to love N and White, and that they grow to love eachother ;)
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