Chapter 2: I Dream of Tentacles

The man yelled at some other woman. "Stop that bloody crying!"

She was furious as well but kept her temper. "I'm not sure where she hid herself. It must be close for her to be able to overhear everything though."

"Just find her. That crying is getting on my nerves."

The woman's footsteps were loud as she looked around for the little girl. She got fed up quickly and slammed her hand against the wall. The loud bang scared the girl. Her crying had gotten lower. She didn't want to be found. She was very close to being found though.

The woman noticed she stopped crying. She scowled. Her hand grabbed the doorknob to the closet where the little girl was hiding in. "I found you, you little shit."

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Ayame groaned. "Why can't I have peaceful sleep?"

The brunette got up for work. Her routine was rather mundane. The only difference today was that she grabbed Richard's magazine before leaving her apartment. He had allowed her to take it home. She already had it for three days.

Outside her apartment, one of her neighbors waved at her. "Good morning, Mrs. Williams!"

"Ayame, are you off to work?"

Ayame smiled. "Yes, I am. Did you need something?"

Mrs. Williams shook her head. "Oh I won't bother you before work. It'd be too bothersome."

Ayame approached her. "It's no bother. What is it?"

"Well, my little Growlithe got on the roof and fell off. He broke his leg. My husband used to be a medic in his young days so he more or less helped. Could you check on him though?"

Ayame twitched. "He was on the roof? Mrs. Williams, that's like a thirty foot drop."

"Well he's a strong Pokémon."

"Can I see him?"

"Of course you can, dear." She led Ayame to her apartment.

The injured Growlithe was on the sofa. He looked bummed out. "Growl…"

Ayame inspected him. His leg had been wrapped with gauze but it was a very old manner. It wasn't very good for his circulation. She vaguely remembered the practice changing in the last ten years.

"Mrs. Williams, I'll have to take him to work. We'll fix him up."

The elderly woman placed her hand against her chest. "Would you really do that? Thank you so much."

Ayame smiled. "It's no problem. We'll fix him up."

Richard whistled out loud. Nurse Joy had called him about half an hour before six. She wasn't going to be able to show up until noon so he would have to open up. He didn't mind. It surprised him that Nurse Joy didn't sleep at the Pokémon Center. She'd probably explain the ordeal to Ayame and him.

It was to his favor that no trainers had stayed the night. He had the place to himself for an hour. Ayame would show up around seven.

He opened the door to the storage room. There were over two hundred Pokémon in the shelves. They were resting in a slot that could transport them with ease. Most of them were transferred to their Trainers around three or four. The rest would be there until about ten at night.

"Who should I check?"

Richard was logging into the main computer in the room. He knew that each Pokémon removed from their slot was documented on their servers. Fortunately, he knew how to delete those records. He ran through the list for Pokémon. Their records could be seen with just a click, which included their reason for their stay, their Trainer, and any relevant medical information. His attention was on the Trainer's name.

"Ooh you will be perfect."

He disconnected a Roselia, allowing him to grab her Pokéball. He walked to the treatment room. There were several beds in the room. All of the equipment was put away at night. There wouldn't be anything to get in the way. To make sure he knew when someone walked into the Center, Richard raised the volume of the greeting bell.

"Let's see if all the hype is true." He muttered.

Richard released the dual type Pokémon. A small green form appeared on top of the bed. She held a red rose on her right hand and a blue one on her left. Her face was serene.

"Roselia…" She whispered. Richard's scent confused her for a moment.

"Rose, I'm Richard. Your trainer told me about you. He said you'd like to mate."

Roselia blushed. She gave him a small nod.

Her reaction brought a grin to Richard's face. "That's great." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his member. He was already hard.

Roselia crept closer. She kissed the tip. When she opened her mouth, Richard wasn't sure she could get it inside. She surprised him. Her mouth stretched in order to fit him inside. She only took an inch before slowly pushing it out. Then she tried to go deeper. She got about three inches down her throat. She was rather small, much to his concern. Richard worried he might accidentally rip her apart.

Roselia sprayed a liquid from her roses onto the rest of his dick. It tingled and smelled minty. When she reached the moist area, it was easier for her to swallow him down. Her upper body stretched with ease. She had gotten his seven inch penis into her mouth and down her throat.

"Oh, Roselia, your mouth feels so good and tight. I can't even imagine how perfect your pussy must be."

Roselia gave him a sultry look before working up and down his length. While she worked on him, Richard reached behind her to rub his fingers against her clit. She was already moist. His index finger slipped into her tight walls. It barely seemed able to hold his finger inside her. Her lower half randomly twitched. Her hips moved back and forth, forcing his finger deeper into her pussy. He could hear her moans, even with her mouth and throat full.

"Oh, fuck! I'm cumming!"

Richard tensed up. His jizz must have flown straight into her stomach. Roselia increased her pressure around his dick. She was trying to suck him dry. His body jerked forward a few times before he had to catch himself on the table. When Roselia withdrew his penis from her mouth, she had a satisfied look on her face. She didn't want it to end with that though.

"Rose." She murmured.

Roselia rested her back on the table. She spread her legs, revealing her exposed genitalia.

Richard gently grabbed her hips and pulled her close. His tongue parted her lips and went inside her. She immediately tasted minty and sweet.

"Rose!" She moaned.

Richard had no trouble pleasing the small, green Pokémon. She loved every single sensation. It wasn't long before her juices began squirting out. She sighed as she had her orgasm. Richard made sure to eat every single drop.

He stood up and looked at her. She was panting a bit but was still aroused. "Do you want to continue?" He asked.

Roselia pleaded for more. "Rose, Rose, Roselia!"

Richard positioned himself at her entrance. She relaxed her body while he slowly pierced into her tiny walls. Her stretchable body amazed him. She took him in completely. Her walls were so tight against his penis.

Before he could start thrusting in and out of her, her body began to quiver. The foreign sensation caught him by surprise. She felt like she was vibrating. He held onto her hips as he fucked her hard. Each thrust made her moan with pleasure.

Roselia rubbed her roses on their genitalia. Immediately, a tingling, nearly itching sensation enveloped his loins. To relieve it, he went harder on her small pussy. Both of their areas warmed up, the itching sensation slowly disappearing. Roselia got even louder in her moans. Richard was scared his dick might rip through her vagina and into her chest. No matter how hard and deep he went into her, she always seemed capable of handling it.

"Oh, fuck!" Richard yelled. He felt his hot seed pulse out of him. So much liquid collected that Roselia slowly slipped off his dick. He watched as her pussy twitched several times, squirting the bed with her and his cum.

Roselia sighed in relief. She gave him a thankful look.

Richard smiled. "Let's get you cleaned."

Ayame had a smile on her face as she walked to the Pokémon Center. Under her left arm was her neighbor's Growlithe. Almost immediately after passing through the doors to the Pokémon Center, her smile faded slightly.

"Whoa, what was that?" Richard asked.

Ayame gave him a weird look. "What was what?"

Richard shook his head. "It's nothing. So did you finally get a pet?"

Ayame shook her head. "Actually, this is my neighbor's. He jumped off the roof and broke his leg. As a favor to her, I decided to bring him here so you could check on him. You have more experience than me."

Richard eyed the dog. "Well let's get an X-ray done."

The two walked to the treatment room. The X-ray machine was in a small room next to the treatment room. They had certain safety precautions to take.

"I brought you the magazine." Ayame stated.

Richard smiled. "Thank you. I was wondering when you'd finish it."

The two stood a few feet away to avoid radiation. "Does this really help avoid radiation?"

Richard shrugged. "We're probably not using it again today."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm guessing no then."

The results came out quickly. They studied the image carefully. Luckily, only the leg had been fractured. Richard easily handled it. He put a cast on him and everything!

"Didn't you learn this in school?"

Ayame diverted her gaze. "You do it so much better though!"

Richard groaned. "You're so lazy sometimes!"

Ayame stuck out her tongue at him. "I've never liked dealing with broken bones or wounds."

"I understand. Want to take my shifts in the front today as well?"

Ayame smiled. "Alright but bring me a pack of Poké Cola from the fridge."

Richard grinned. "I will."

A couple in their late fifties was waiting anxiously by the E.R. Their grandson was in need of a heart transplant. The surgery was being performed already. The chance of survival had been less than fifty percent though. His body was weak in general. The doctors were worried if he would even survive being cut open.

"Are you Mr. and Mrs. Carnago?"

The couple turned around. They were met by the sight of a Nurse Joy. "That's us." They solemnly replied.

Hopeful smiled sympathetically at them. "I know you two are worried sick. Just have faith though. The surgery will go fine. The surgeon in charge is very skilled." She reassured them.

The two gave her a weak smile. "Thank you. Do you know the surgeon well?"

Hopeful gave them a warm smile. "I really do. She's my wife."

Moments later, the doors to the E.R. swung open. The couple immediately turned around.

Mizuki Joy, the top surgeon in all of Hoenn, stepped out. She was in green scrubs and had a surgical mask on. Her light blonde hair was tied back. "Sir and ma'am, you'll be proud by how strong your grandson's heartbeat is."

Sheer relief and happiness appeared on their faces. Mrs. Carnago teared up and hugged her husband. "He's going to be okay!"

Mizuki smiled. "Right now, he's resting. In a few hours, you can visit him. He can't exert himself too much yet so keep things light."

Mrs. Carnago moved forward to embrace Mizuki. Mizuki gently stopped her. "I'm glad you're grateful but I still have blood on me, ma'am. I apologize."

Mrs. Carnago gasped. "Oh! But yes, we are very grateful. Thank you so much." She grabbed Mizuki's hands and covered them with her own. "Bless you."

Mizuki nodded. "I'm just happy to do my job. If you'd like, you can go visit the cafeteria while you wait for your son. I'll tell a nurse to notify you right away when he's awake."

The couple thanked her repeatedly before taking their leave to the cafeteria.

Mizuki faced Hopeful. "Would you accompany me?"

Hopeful nodded.

Mizuki led her through the halls of the hospital. They ended up in the locker room for the female doctors. She opened her locker and grabbed a bag. She grinned at Hopeful. "Would you join me in a quick shower?"

Hopeful gasped. "Dr. Joy, we shouldn't!" She locked the door behind her.

Mizuki winked at her. "Almost the whole female staff is in a meeting."

Hopeful blushed. She grabbed Mizuki's hand and followed her into the showers. They chose one of the stalls. They quickly undressed while the water started. Hopeful allowed Mizuki to rinse her body first.

Mizuki giggled. "Get in already."

Hopeful stepped in and closed the door to the stall. "Do we have long?"

Mizuki shrugged. "When does my little sis expect you back?"

Hopeful blushed. "I have to go back at noon at least."

Mizuki embraced her lovely wife. "Then we'll make every minute count then."

Hopeful giggled. "Zuki, that's about two hours."

Mizuki kissed Hopeful on her neck. "Just long enough for us." She whispered.

The two young women held each other tightly as their tongues met. Their hands caressed each other's body.

Richard peeked from the storage room's door. Ayame was busy reading up on dreams on the computer. He had just had some quick fun with a Trainer's Linoone.

"You're worried about your dreams?" He asked.

Ayame shook her head.

"So why are you reading up on dreams?"

"I have weird dreams."

Richard chuckled. "Are you dreaming of anything kinky?"

Ayame rolled her eyes. "Yes, I dream of tentacles."

Richard laughed loudly. "Oh, that's hot."

Ayame took a big gulp from her Poké Cola. It was her ninth can and it was barely twelve. "You're such a pervert."

Richard leaned against the counter from the opposite. "That's one of the reasons you love me." He joked.

Ayame chuckled. "Go check on the Trainers."

Richard groaned. "Alright, but I want to hear about your dreams after work."

She was surprised. "You want to come over?"

"Sure, why not? It'll be fun. I'll buy food."

Ayame grinned. "Bring some from the Hillary place! I loved it."

Richard chuckled. "I will." He headed towards the cafeteria and the guest rooms.

Ayame went back to reading up on dreams. She had looked up nightmares when she knew Richard was busy. Her interest had later shifted towards dreams. She didn't really have many. There were a few weird ones she could tell Richard though.

The doors to the Pokémon Center slid open.

"Welcome to the Slateport City Pokémon Center. How may I assist you?" She muttered without looking up from the screen.

"For starters, you can give me a can of Poké Cola and hug me."

Ayame turned her attention to the visitors. Her eyes widened when she saw her sister and Hopeful. "Zuki!" She cried out. Ayame ran to her sister and hugged her. "I missed you!"

Mizuki hugged her back. "I missed you too. I've been swamped with work lately. How's my little Joy?"

Ayame smiled. "I've been great. Hopeful and Richard look out for me."

Mizuki chuckled. "Well I'm glad. I wanted to ask you something."

Ayame let go. "What is it?"

"Would you like to come up with me to Lilycove this weekend?"

Ayame frowned. "What about the Pokémon Center?"

Hopeful smiled. "It'll be alright. I'm staying. This weekend, most people are going to be watching the Master Rank Contest in Lilycove anyway."

Ayame smiled. "If it's okay with you, then I'll go."

Mizuki wrapped her arm around Ayame. "Then it's settled. You're coming."