Aftermath
Chapter 2
Absence is Cold
"Stupid hormones." He said to himself when Faitsu wasn't near, as he found himself anticipating on when she would come back again.
He subconsciously paid every detail to Faitsu's remarkably cute appearance, her tiny nose, and her very big, ocean-blue eyes, that threatened to drown him in. Her waist-length, chestnut brown hair that was in tied two donut-shaped buns, their silky tails cascading down her shoulders...
Her eyelashes were naturally curled and beautiful, to say the least. His heart would beat a thousand times louder when he smelled in her sugary, aromatic perfume, as she sat close to him, her head bent as she tended to some of his wounds here and there.
His train of thoughts was broken by a strangely subliminal message he'd received from his sixth sense, he somehow felt as if he'd just heard a pokemon's cry, moreover, he felt sure it was one of his.
He moved his head and saw Faitsu, already fumbling with the lock of the barred entrance. He smiled amusedly as he noted the object Faitsu had been working with.
Ah, it was a hairpin. She could easily put her criminal talents to use, if she wanted... but he didn't want her to be that way, again.
She hastily entered through the gates, before stopping and looking steadily at Rakutsu, her hands tightly clutching her bag, as she delivered the news.
"Rakutsu-kun, I've finally figured out a way to get you out of here! Then you can go and find the white stone!"
He raised his eyebrows in desperation, (it was all he could do, actually), and in answer she carefully dug in her back, stopping when she found his pokeball.
Rakutsu immediately recognised it. Behind it's transparent cover sat one of his prized pokemon, Aracanine.
She closed her eyes, silently praying that he was going to understand why she was doing this, and then tossing the pokeball into the air with both her hands.
A veil of white light over-shadowed the pokemon, but then zoomed away, revealing the majestic features of the Legendary pokemon.
His Arcanine had the move 'Teleport', something he knew very well because it was he who'd taught him the move through a TM.
He could get where she was going with this, but...
He wasn't going to miss her, was he?
"Faitsu-chan, if they find out that you helped me, you might be punished!" He'd said this a little too roughly, perhaps.
He didn't mean to lose control like that.
He softened his expressions, so that he could soothe her if she cried. Well, the result was entirely was entirely different. She wasn't one of those wimpy girls, so now, she was determined more than ever to carry out her plan. And not even a drop of tear had stained her delicate cheeks.
"If you think I can just leave you here in captivity Rakutsu-kun, you're wrong. No matter what happens, I have to help you get out. Because I really, truly believe that you are the Hero of Truth or Ideals, just like Lord N!"
'Woah.' He thought. That was, an ironic comparison, considering the fact that N was the previous, brain-washed Team Plasma leader, and well he, was sent to stop them from causing any havoc.
"Uh, Faitsu, what made you think I was like N?" He asked, curious.
"Oh." Her cheeks turned red as she continued, making Rakutsu smirk a little at her flustered self.
"Lord N, always fights for the good of people and pokemon. He's ready to do anything for them, just like you, Rakutsu-kun. And whenever he gets badly injured, he ignores it, and smiles because he was able to save someone. When I woke up that time and saw you smiling the same way, I thought for a second that you were him, and he'd come back!" She cried out, and wiped the tears out of her eyes.
It was surprising how thinking about her Lord could affect her far more than anything else could. He didn't like it, to tell the truth, he abhorred the fact that N could get these reactions from her, even though Rakutsu wanted to make sure he'd be the only one... that tramp didn't deserve it.
But even then, Rakutsu could see that she was upset, and he definitely didn't want that.
'Time for a change in mood...' He mused to himself, before speaking out.
"I know you miss him, Faitsu. But I'm different than him on so many levels! For instance, would he do this?" He picked up Faitsu's hand, kissing her knuckles gently.
She suddenly burned bright red, and began stammering incoherently,"I-um, u-um, R-Rakutsu?
He chuckled, she was just too adorable sometimes. He whispered into her ear to take care, and promised to meet her safely again. He left her blushing profusedly, to ride on Arcanine's back.
His face was expressionless as he ordered him to use the technique called 'Teleport.'
And all too soon, the creature disappeared into nothingness, leaving a confused Faitsu behind, looking at her hand, wide-eyed.
It was dark, and as a matter of fact she didn't realise that two very small drops of tears had fallen to the floor, and it was she who'd made him cry, after a long, long time of disciplined emotions...
To be continued...
A/N: So, Rakutsu has a male Arcanine, and the rest of his team will be revealed soon enough! :D Also, he's only going to have four pokemon, so he'll 'Lack 2' pokemon!
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*Shot for bad puns