Disclaimer: I composed a wonderful disclaimer in song and prose that would have touched your heart, but then I sobered up and forgot it. Just know that I own nothing.
Author's Note: The first three chapters of this fic will revolve around each member of Team Seven, showing you some of the changes that pokemon world has done to them. Chapter one shows you a little bit about Naruto, and how he got his start. You will see more about his changed circumstances later. This chapter shows you Sakura in all her pink haired glory. Next chapter's the Uchiha chapter, where you get to see what I did to make up for the lack of the sharingan and chakra.
This chapter also gives you a little on my views on the fairy type. Also, the fairy tale girls in gen 7 are all kinds of creepy, including the gym leader. Though if you want a better look on fairy types, you should go read Huinari's "the fair folk". Seriously, why are you reading this drek, when you can go get your minds obliterated by her much, much better and tastier prose. Also, some of you, actually only one vocally of you so far, are a little concerned with my choice of Pokemon. In ninja Pokemon land being an overpowered pokemon with base 600 stats is nice, but not completely necessary. Unlike with the games, it really is how you use your moves and how you use the environment. You gotta fight like a ninja would. And lastly, thank you so far for those of you who liked this fic. I mostly wrote this because I thought it seemed pretty neat, and I'm glad at least a couple people agree.
As usual, this is unbeta'ed, so feel free to pick at this until this becomes a beautiful Butterfree.
Chapter 2: Blossoming Amongst the Fey
Being normal is hard. Sakura was sure that it didn't used to be, but then she was pretty positive that her hair wasn't always pink. Life before the Underhill was a little fuzzy, so she couldn't be completely sure but her parents seemed to think so. She looked harder in the mirror into her eyes, they were a bright green, but they still had that silver tint of winter in them. They always would.
"My lady, you must hurry up, you will be late for school. Oh what a vain master my lady is. Must I remind you that today is the first day in which I will be allowed to come with you, and I simply must make a good impression amongst what counts for polite society amongst the humans." Lèan grumbled.
When Sakura had left the Underhill, she had returned with few things she didn't enter with: a sense that she had been gone a lot longer than the two days she actually was, a title in Fey nobility as well as a small pink hand maiden to go along with it, her changed eyes and hair, and an ability to understand anyone of the Fey courts. She was lucky in all respects, as during the Great Clan Wars era, anybody as obviously fairy struck as her would have been put down as unnatural as soon as possible. Today's ninja are much more civil than yesterday's, their only thought is how they can make use of her. Sakura hadn't the heart to tell them how Fey-like an approach that was.
"I'm coming Lèan, calm down, I was just checking something," Sakura added just a touch more of foundation before packing up all her make up.
Lèan is an Igglybuff and she's the great grand niece to the current Leanan sidhe of the Winter Court. The deal between them is as such, in exchange for Lèan's protection and services as her Handmaiden for the span of her lifetime, Sakura is in return obligated to make Lèan as strong possible in preparation for her to challenge for her Aunt's title. A very risky deal on both their parts, but luckily Leanan sidhe was fairly amused with the whole thing and gave them her blessing along with a warning: "I do look forward to your attempt, little niece, do try not to die before then."
Fairy court politics are scary.
"Well hurry on up milady, and grab your little bug so that we won't be late!" The day before had been the Pokemon catching trials at the academy, and Lèan was still a bit miffed that she hadn't been allowed to attend the trial with her, but the exams had been a test of Sakura's skills and resourcefulness, not Lèan's.
"Hey, be nice to Scoot, he's gonna be our partner from here on out!" Though she did buckle Scoot's apricorn ball to her belt.
Scoot is a Cutiefly and a silly little thing. He was also one of the unaligned fey, though that technically isn't true anymore now that he was Sakura's, the reason Sakura had been able to catch him was because he loved the color of her hair, and spent a bit of time playing in it. Not really very smart, but he is insanely curious. Not an entirely great combination.
"Yes, yes, be nice to the little gnat, now come on, my academy debut awaits!" Sometimes Sakura isn't entirely sure who was the handmaiden to who.
Grabbing some toast and some fruit off the table, Sakura kissed her parents goodbye and took off for the academy, pausing briefly to make sure the saucer on her porch was filled with milk. It does not do to not appease the local fey population. She made it all the way to the bridge entering the academy grounds when she saw her friend Ino.
"Ino-chan!" She called out in greeting.
The blond heiress to the Yamanaka psychic clan turned and immediately brightened upon seeing her pinkette friend, "Sakura-chan! Did you hear the news?" Ino is somewhat an insatiable gossip.
When Sakura signified negative, she went on, "The other classes had a lot of people fail the Pokemon Catching Trial, so since our class had such a high pass rate they're folding the remaining cadets from the other classes into our class! And that's not even the best part of the news!"
Sakura tried to ask what the best part was, but Ino didn't let her get a word in, "Sasuke Uchiha is gonna be in our class!" The resulting squee from Ino didn't quite break glass, but that wasn't because it didn't give it a good try.
"Milady, please tell your friend to please refrain from destroying anymore ear drums. Some of us have enhanced hearing compared to you humans you know." Lèan complained.
Unfortunately, to anyone else not Sakura, Lèan just sounded like cute little Igglybuff cooing noises, and Ino focusses in on cute things like a fat man focusses in on cake. Ino snatched Lèan right off of Sakura's shoulder and immediately began to nuzzle her relentlessly.
"Noooo! Milady, please! Make her stop! This is so undignified! Get your oafish, disguating, bidoof paws off of me! I am a member of the Winter Court, I shall not be mon handled like this!" Sakura has never had the heart tell Ino what Lèan really thinks of her.
"Mou, I am so jealous of you sometimes, Sakura-chan. You get to hang around with this little cutie all day, and take both of your Pokemon to the academy. I'm not allowed to even choose my clan Pokemon until I can 'conduct myself like how a member of the Yamanaka clan should and show more responsibility young lady'" Ino said, trying to imitate her father's voice.
"What's the big deal with Uchiha-san, I've never actually met him," Sakura asked, valiantly trying to provide a distraction so the Lèan could escape Ino's merciless cuddles. By this time they had walked through the academy's many hallways and were approaching their class room.
"What's the big deal?! Sasuke-kun is only the most handsome, most talented boy in this whole academy! He's also from the Uchiha clan, meaning he's wealthy enough to keep the future Mrs. Uchiha, which will be me of course, in style," Ino's wild hand gestures sent Lèan flying, but Sakura was well used to Ino's mannerisms and immediately caught the furiously cursing balloon Pokemon.
They were in their class room now, true to Ino's words they had an influx of students from the other classes in their home room now. All of them had their new Pokemon partners out, trying to show off. Not that most of them had much to brag about seeing as how most of them only had common rattatas, pidgeys, and the various worm pokemon that make the beginner training grounds their home. It was mostly only the clan kids that had anything different, though that was to be expected as clan children tended to be much better prepared for the realities of catching Pokemon. Sakura couldn't spot this supposed most handsomest boy, Sasuke yet though. Iruka-sensei's entrance into the class room put all thoughts of boys out of here head, as she prepared herself to pay attention.
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" For a moment it seemed that Iruka's head had grown to a massive demonic size. But that's just silly, this isn't an anime. Either way, the kids sat down and shut up.
After making sure the cadets were settled, Iruka began to take roll. It was during roll call that Sakura finally saw Sasuke Uchiha, and honestly she didn't really see the big deal. He was a pretty, but then most clan kids were. Pale skin and dark hair was also common amomgst the konoha populace. The only thing that stood out about him was the Pichu by his side, and even that wasn't too uncommon a pokemon in Konoha. But then she caught a look at his eyes.
His eyes screamed out for love and recognition, and a weariness for often being found not quite good enough. Looking into his eyes Sakura wanted to take him, nurse his hurts, build him back up, and then completely and utterly destroy him. Just the thought of the beautiful disaster sent a shiver up her spine. Sakura slapped herself out of her little daydream. Obviously her time spent in the Winter Court under the protection of the Leanan Sidhe had affected her a lot more than she thought it did. Maybe she should stay away from Sasuke, for his sake.
"Uzumaki!" Iruka called, starting to reach the end of his roll call, "is Naruto here?"
There was no answer. Iruka scowled in consternation.
"I guess I'm gonna have to mark him down as..." Abruptly the classroom door slammed open admitting Naruto, who payed his interuption of the class no mind as he tried to lecture the baby deer Pokemon at his side. It was obvious to anyone looking that said lecture was going in one furry ear and out the other.
"... I'm just saying Yuki-chan, you can't just grab a fruit off a vendor's stand, that's theft!"
Blank baby deer staring.
"No it was not ok, just because he fell for your adorable poke-kit eyes and ended up giving it to you, plus a couple more extra fruit doesn't mean that it was ok!"
More baby deer staring.
"Don't you look at me in that tone of voice young mon! I have half a mind to..." Que Iruka interupt.
"Naruto just," he sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "just take a seat."
Naruto took a moment to look around, just realizing that he had arrived. "Oh. Ok sensei."
Lèan just giggled, "I like him he's funny."
Iruka finished the rest of his roll call, and then glanced about the room.
"Alright, so the last two years of your education we focussed on basic conditioning, general education, and the use of your basic shinobi gear. From here on out, your training is going to be more specialized. We will still have arithmatic and other basic academia going on, but the focus will be on training to work with your Pokemon. Every month we will be learning how to both battle against and raise a pokemon of a specific typing if you should catch one. But before we go into that a minor refresher. Tell me, what are the ranks of shinobi and what can you expect from them?" Iruka questioned.
Sakura's hand beat all the others into the air, "The ranks are Gennin, Chuunin, and Jounin. A Gennin is generally only authorised to own up to three Pokemon, unless allowed otherwise through either merit or war time conditions. A Gennin may only catch and train up to C class Pokemon. A Chuunin is authorised to own up to six Pokemon, and they are allowed to catch and train class B pokemon. A Jounin can train as many Pokemon as they can afford and handle. A Jounin can also catch and train A class Pokemon, with particulary skilled Jounin is authorised to catch S class Pokemon."
Lèan just gaped at her, "how did you say all that without breathing?" Sakura pointedly ignored her.
The rest of the morning classes went on in much a similar manner. They went over review material that they should've already learned in their first two years in the accademy. "Should've" being the keyword, as it seems that some people (Naruto and Kiba) may not have been the most attentive students. But they got through it.
The afternoon classes were more interesting as they took place outside where they began their first Type class: Water. Somehow that turned into a screaming argument between Naruto and the academy's Quagsire. How you can get into an argument with something you can't understand, and then lose was beyond Sakura. Lèan, being a Pokemon could understand both sides of the argument, thought the whole thing was hilarious.
The end of the day found Sakura laying sprawled out on her bed. Her homework (an essay on the water Pokemon commonly found in fire country) was already done. It sounded like Scoot had found their honey jar in the Kitchen, as she could hear her mother hollering, but she just didn't have the energy to go save her silly little fairy bug from her mom's wraith. Beside her, Lèan was resting as well, looking much like a pink puddle.
"Uugghh, I feel wiped, and we haven't even started the battle training," Sakura moaned, feeling a little overwhelmed
"I think your sensei said that will start tomorrow under Mizuki-sensei," Lèan replyed, making Sakura groan even more.
Trying to change the subject to something not related to her soon to be sore body, Sakura asked, "so how did you like the academy, was your debut everything you hoped for."
"Mou, human society is boring Milady. We were in a crowded room for hours, and nobody died. There was no intrigue, no mystery, and hardly any drama. The only bright spot in the day was the orange one," Lèan whined.
Sakura tried her best to ignore the minor bloodthirstyness of her little fairy, and how much a small part of her agreed just little with it, "Wait, Naruto was the bright part of your day?"
She nodded (well more like she shook her whole body up and down), "I like him. He's funny, and talented. While your sensei was lecturing he managed to balance a kunai point down on his nose!"
Sakura chuckled a little, "well I guess so long as you were entertained, then that's all good then."
"Of course," Lèan said imperiously, "my entertainment is of utmost importance. When I am the Lenan Sidhe, I think I shall bring him with me under the hill, then I shall never be bored!"
Sakura took a moment to pray for Naruto's poor soul, before cautiously trying to save him, "Lenan Sidhe is a ways off, Lèan, there's a much better than zero chance that he won't be alive by the time you get there. After all, you fey tend to live much longer than us humans do."
"Hmm, that is true. But then he also has at least double the aura of any of the humans in your academy, so he'll probably live longer. Also, he practically reeks of Ghost, so he might come back after death. He wouldn't be the first ghost-type to be welcomed into the Court. He's pretty cute now, I wonder what he'd look like as a ghost." Sakura had never known before that Igglybuffs were capable of blushing until this moment.
"You think he's... No, never mind, to each her own and all that," Sakura guessed that the old tales of the Fey using glamours to seduce mortal men and women might have a smidgen of truth to them.
Suddenly, Sakura heard a huge crash in the kitchen, followed by more of her mother's yelling.
She sighed, "I better go save Scoot before Mom squishes him."
By the time she ended the night, there was honey everywhere, including her hair where Scoot hid to save himself from the righteous rolled up newspaper of Doom. He probably owed his life to the fact that it came out in the shower.
Afterword:
So inner Sakura was viciously killed and replaced by Lèan the wonder Igglybuff. Who has a little crush on Naruto.
Interesting fact about fairy types, they are not actually immortal like real fairies. But they are close. The current Lenan Sidhe is over 450 years old, and the average life span of a Wigglytuff, assuming if they're not killed in the scheming of another fairy, is somewhere around 600 years old give or take. Some fairies like Carbink live something like ten tines longer, to say nothing about legendary fairies.
All the named fairies in mythology are court positions. When a named fairy dies, they are seamlessly replaced by another fairy, usually the one that killed them.
The Leanan Sidhe (it means either fairy lover or fairy mistress in the old gaelic) seeks the love of mortals. The fairy lives on their life, and they waste away. She is the Gaelic muse, for she gives inspiration to those she persecutes. The Gaelic poets/ artists die young, for she is restless, and will not let them remain long on earth—this malignant phantom. I paraphrased this from Wikipedia. This is basically what Lèan wants to become.
As for Naruto smelling like ghost? That will be explained. Eventually. Maybe. When I get to it.
Thanks for reading, love you, bye bye.
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