Hi! Well, here's the next chapter of Moving Forward! :D Thank you guys for the reviews! It makes me so happy! xD Well, this focuses on the lovable helmet-head. I'll post the final chapter tomorrows... Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter! :D The opening is from a book I don't own at all, but if you can guess what book I'll give you a cookie.

Anyways,

FIC! :D

Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night, but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes. With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots at the back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel in the scullery, and made his way... Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night, but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes. With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots at the back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel in the scullery, and made his way...

"Ugh!"

Uxie, the Being of Knowledge threw down his dusty novel in disgust like it was some sort of insect as opposed to one of his favorite books- before sulkily floating off to the other side of his room, paws clasped behind his back in a very Sherlock Holmes-like way. The yellow-headed legendary turned his head to 'look' at his bookcase again, and ran one small paw over their spines in vacant thought as he tried to figure out what he was in the mood to read.

Unfortunately it felt like he wasn't in any particular mood at all, so after a few minutes of sighing, scowling and pouting about his false starts, the small male picked up a medium-sized book and 'looked' over it vacantly, and, if hadn't been for the fact that his eyes were always closed, they would have narrowed into slits. But they were always drawn close, so he had to go with just giving another sigh before flipping the novel open with a stern frown on his face.

"Yo!"

Uxie jumped in surprise as a bright magenta light lit up his small, rocky cave that rested on the belly of his lake, before jerking his head to look at the source of the voice. Some part of him thought for just a moment that it was Azelf, as that was her standard greeting, but the higher pitch of voice logically pointed out that it was his other, pink-headed counterpart, Mesprit. Uxie gave another sigh, wondering which one was actually worst, before nodding his head to the pink and pale blue Being of Emotion.

"Greetings, Mesprit."

Said legendary waved one paw in her usual chirpy way before floating closer, head tilting forward as a look of curiosity crossed her light gold eyes. "What are you reading, Uxie?" She asked, motioning one paw to the book that was held to her counterpart's chest almost possessively. It was a known fact that the legendary of intelligence was very possessive with his books, as they were the most important things to him, even more so than his counterparts. Or so they thought.

Uxie tilted his head to the side, looking down at the book in his arms, as he hadn't realized what he had picked up. "Eh? Pride and Prejudice." He said quietly, shrugging his shoulders indifferently as he didn't see the harm in it. Mesprit folded her arms and leaned back mid-air, tails curling around each other in thought as her sun-colored eyes narrowed in thought.

"Hey, isn't that a romance novel?"

The Being of Knowledge jerked his head up in surprise, paws tightening around his book as he 'looked' at his emotional counterpart. The pink-headed legendary was right, of course, as the novel in his arms was in fact one of those old, wishy washy romance stories that beings like Azelf loathed and Uxie himself avoided. He wasn't even sure why he had the book in his collection, other than the fact that it looked good on his shelves...

"Well, I suppose so." He said stiffly, putting the book back onto the shelf in its proper place on the top row, where the books he didn't read/didn't read very often rested for almost all eternity. That done, the legendary turned back around to acknowledge his cheery counterpart with a small frown pressed against his furry face. "Why the visit, Mesprit?"

Mesprit lowered her head, trying to make herself look worried and saddened. She prided herself on being an awesome actor, so she had no problem faking her emotions, seeing as she was the same Being that controlled the creation. It helped that she was considered the more docile and friendly of her counterparts, so people found it easy to believe her. Even those that knew her true nature.

"Azelf is sick."

Uxie leaned back, and he had to use every ounce of his being not to open his eyes in surprise. As the words hit him, the Being of Knowledge felt himself stiffen, and his tails lashed against the wood of his bookcase- worry automatically flitting in his mind. Realizing that Mesprit was watching his every move, the yellow-headed legendary made himself look nonchalant again, as he then went to his bookcase.

"How sick, exactly? You know I don't have time to moon over every little thing that involves you two." He said coldly, paw tracing over the dusty spines of his books once more, as more of a nervous habit than anything. He heard Mesprit sigh behind him, obviously annoyed with his little act. She rolled her golden eyes and then closed them, resisting the urge to smack her counterpart over the head with one of his old copies of War and Peace. That would have done some damage, considering how heavy that book was.

Instead, the pink Pokemon of emotion casted out her line.

"It's pretty bad. I think it has to do with the lab."

Uxie spun around, tense as ever and Mesprit hid a smirk behind a blank face.

Bait taken.

After all, anything that had 'Azelf' and 'lab' in the same sentence automatically sent off a trigger in the Being of Knowledge's mind that went from 'I don't care' to 'caring a lot' in a matter of milliseconds. Mesprit didn't know why exactly, but once again, being the legendary of feelings, she had a small hunch. Instead of grinning triumphantly like she wanted to, the pink-headed legendary only continued to frown sternly at her intelligent counterpart, golden eyes narrowed.

"So, are you coming or not?"

Uxie sighed deeply, knowing he had been caught, before floating to his bookcase again, paws once again dancing over their covers as he vacantly thought through his choices. All of them ended with visiting his rash counterpart, by either being dragged or going with some dignity intact. He rested his head against the wood of his novel-holding furniture before giving a giant sigh that blew all other sighs away.

"Let me go lock up." He muttered, floating off while leaving a victorious Mesprit in his wake. When he had left the room, the Being of Emotion struck one fist into the air, giving a small victory cry as she grinned in delight. This was almost too easy for her, she thought it would at least be some kind of challenge! But no, everything was slipping into place with fluid grace...

Meanwhile, Uxie floated down the hall, paws clasped together as he frowned in worry, nearly missing the entrance to his room. His twin tails twitched thoughtfully as he entered the rocky cave that looked almost identical to his library, except for a small bed and a few other pieces of furniture. Unlike Mesprit, with her closets and closets of useless things and Azelf, with her hoard of video games and other things, Uxie saw no need for anything besides his books.

The male rubbed the sides of his head with his small paws as he made his way to the other side of his small room, picking up books and putting them onto their shelves as he passed with gentle tendrils of golden psychic energy, then stopped when he made it to the small cabinet, where a picture frame stood, almost mockingly. Uxie picked it up in one paw, sighing almost wistfully.

It was a picture of him and his counterparts at the last Meeting, which had taken place decades ago. Mesprit was to the Being of Knowledge's left, paw held up in a shy wave while the golden-headed male sat, sulking, in the middle, arms folded and mouth frowning like he didn't want to be there. Yet none of this made the picture half as interesting without the last member of the lake trio, the rash, boyish Being of Will. The blue legendary was behind her two counterparts, one paw flashing a peace sign as the other posed as bunny ears on her male counterpart's helmet-like head, all the time grinning wolfishly.

Azelf.

Uxie sighed, putting down the picture with more force than was necessary before turning his head up to the ceiling, brows furrowed in thought. Honestly he couldn't remember the last time when he had talked to his boyish counterpart, and he had to scrunch his eyes tighter just to get an idea. It had been weeks ago, which was surprising, since the yellow-headed legendary was used to drop-ins from the Being of Will, which usually resulted in the playful arguments they were famous for. But as of a few weeks, he couldn't recall any type of conversation with her at all, which confused him to no end.

He didn't like to be confused, because confusion was the effect of not knowing enough. Being the, well, Being of Knowledge required him to know a lot, so confusion was something that he wasn't used to experiencing. The male was confused about a lot of things now, which mean he didn't know a lot of things, either. It was like a circle of confusion and ignorance that he couldn't get out of. Unless he found the source, which was practically impossible.

He didn't know why he was so worried about his counterpart, considering that she was a legendary, one that could easily defend herself if she had to. He didn't understand how he could have acted without thinking when he had comforted her the best he could, because it had come so naturally. He hadn't had to even think about what he was doing when he had hugged her, why he had felt the need to stop her tears.

Doing things without thinking wasn't his thing. It was hers.

Oh Arceus.

Her.

The blue-headed, rash minded, quick tempered, spirit filled legend of Will. His female counterpart that certainly didn't act like one, as she was more boyish than he was. Yet even she had a gentle side, one that Uxie had had to literally drag out that one night when he had felt the need to help someone other than himself and his books. He was more of an anti-social type, yet he had felt the uncontrollable need to keep her company and keep her safe.

Why her?

Last chapter is tomorrow :D And true chaos begins! Let's see if Mesprit's plan goes well or not... Thank you for reviewing! SU out! :D