Satoshi Tajiri owns Pokemon and the characters.
WOO! Two things- I GRADUATED AND one of the graduaton gifts I got was… MY VERY OWN LAPTOP! ='D
Japanese names, but I decided on English Pokemon names in the end.
"Are you hungry?" I asked her. She shakes her head. "Do you want something to drink?" She shakes her head again. "Well, if there's anything I can do to help, tell me, okay?" She nods to show me that she understands. "I'll leave you alone now…"
"Wait!" She demands quietly. "Don't leave me alone…" She whispers.
I sit on the bed with her, keeping my distance just in case. "Whatever you want…"
"Thank… You…"
"No problem. Are you ready to talk yet? I still want to know what you were doing in town this late at night."
"I was going to get a haircut for my Eevee, to eventually get an Umbreon."
I sigh. "If you're ever going to do that ever again, let me know before you start walking around town by yourself."
"I'm sorry…"
"For what?" I'm confused.
"For troubling you…"
"No, it's no trouble at all…" I want to hug her. "Do you want me to take you home?"
"No!" She screams. "I don't want to go outside!"
"But you know, the house and who you're with right…"
"I don't care! You saved me… You and Eevee both!" She started crying again. I grab her hand reassuringly.
"You're okay… It's all right… If you need or want anything, I'll get it for you..."
"May… I stay here for a few days?" She asked.
"Whatever you want…"
"Thank you…" She paused before saying something again. "I also… Want that guy… I wish for the worse to happen that guy… Whatever it is… I want him to suffer."
"Uh, wait a second… That's the same as saying that you wish that I'm dead…"
"Unlike him… You didn't threaten and then slash me with a knife…"
"But I did threatened you…"
"The… Whatever it was in the needle, didn't hurt…"
"But I… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry for whatever I caused mentally to you. However I ruined your life with what I did…" Wait, why is she defending my self, and I'm arguing, saying that what I've done is wrong?
"I thought about what you said… Wataru is… Unreachable…"
"Why do you say that?"
"He's been the champion for… I mean, in the league for at least nine years, plus he's… I dunno how old now. I'm just sixteen…"
"That… Doesn't really help me feel any better…" Wait, why does that matter?
"Um… How old are you?"
"Twenty-six…"
"Huh… So you would have been…"
"Twenty…?" Why won't she just say it?
"I think he's in his mid-thirties by now…" We just sat there in silence for a few minutes. "Wait… You don't look any different now than you looked back then."
"That's mean that I'm a success in what I do! I can look just about any age." This is good. Talking about random things to take her mind off of everything.
"But you're so freaking tall." She murmurs to herself.
"…Soul? Do you like me, at all?"
"Um… I actually… I had dreams after hearing that Goldenrod has been going dangerous… I didn't hate them… At times, I kind of liked them… I always kind of liked you. You're very… Different."
"And those dreams?"
"Um…" She started blushing. "Well, uh… I started having dreams about you." She said quickly. "And I would think about you more, and get more of those dreams of… Um… Well…" Oh, that.
"What do you like about me?"
"Y-your strange kindness, I guess…" Wait, strange?
"Do you… Regret having an intimate relationship with me?"
She breathes heavily. "No… Not really…" She whispers. I could barely hear her.
"So your "attempt" to fight me off of you was all an act?" I lean over to her, being careful to not hit the wound across her stomach. My face is inches away from hers. I can feel her breath…
"No… I didn't want you to be first… But I kind of saw it coming."
"You saw this coming as well, right? Push me away if you don't want it." I stole a kiss from her. I went slowly, gently… She moans and returns my kiss. We went on for what seems like fifteen minutes before I break it.
She looks like she's about to cry again. "What the matter?" She lays her head on my shoulder.
"N…Nothing…" She says that, but I get the feeling that we both know.
We're feeling a little bit of love for each other…
I think I'm starting to really like him… Like a… Small splinter of love.
… And I kind of like it.
Aaaand that's it for the Lambda/Kotone saga. I miiiiight do a little thing about a what would happen a few years later when I get done with "Picture."