Affections

Chapter 2

~Transcending Boundaries~

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Months had ascended upon Amber since her life changed for the better. Her weary body came to elegantly rest on the grass, traces of sweat sliding down the silk softness of her skin, the performer having completed her regular rounds of arduous exercises. The summer smelled sweet like nights spent drinking Rosetta wine, locked in her caravan with Havi, away from the insecurities of the world. It had to be said that many nights were lost in such a way, or with a more precise word; found. She could bask like this forever in the irreplaceable peace it rendered. Her body lazed, an arm outstretched to cradle her head like a pillow, watching Havi with sparkling eyes of joy whilst he jumped around, making her giggle with the giddiness of a school girl solely from his playful antics and energetic behaviour.

The grass was moist from the previous night, soothing against the heat beaming down on her soft, pearly white skin that somehow always failed to tan; on a latter note, more like sunburn. Havi had unfortunately failed to grow much during this time, and even though he had reached adulthood according to Eevee years, his appearance seemed rather close to that of an infant. She tried in devoted earnestness to help him, buying various Pokemon supplements and herbal concoctions to remedy this, but to no avail. She knew the lack of food, prior nutrition and the blatant fact that he had been stricken with a life-threatening sickness when he was found had adversely affected his growth. He didn't seem to have a care in the world for the likes of these things as she did. His only concern was to remain by her side; as long as he had the pleasure of her company, it meant everything.

There was no denying the red headed girl loved nothing more than to spend long hours with him upon completion of her daily training. At other times nothing could touch the tranquillity bestowed by lazing around goofing off with him till the twilight came to take them back home, the last being just as rapturous. These everyday routines had become complacent, like clockwork. Regardless of the same cycles rotating day in and day out, she never grew tired with Havi, and the only part of the day that made her feel reluctant was when she had to part with him to commence her daily training.

Amber observed with a kind gaze that never grew weary, eyeing his little moon shines as he charged her, leaping to her bosom like a predatory animal taking his chance as if she was a prey. She was quick to react, embracing him with arms that circled around him in a flurry of quick motion. To him they were the wings of an angel encasing him within a sanctuary she reserved solely for him. She was his saviour and he saw her as no less, for she granted him a love that no one else had. She was a special human, and the likes of which he had never experienced. He acknowledged it within the depths of his small frame, and knew it was as if his prayers had been answered that last winter's day.

"Let's get going. We will be moving tomorrow to Violet City." The circus was set to return to the city where she originally found her sweet little Havi. During the time they had spent together, he had become accustomed to human speech and understood every word Amber said. Even though he could not speak any of his own, it made no difference, for Amber was able to read his body language as well as any word he could possibly want to tell her.

The equipment was already packed, locked and loaded aboard the many caravans as they amassed in an orderly line a couple hundred meters ahead. She slowly stood up, adorned in her navy denim shorts and supporting a white, slogan-ridden t-shirt. Her hard-worked body cuddled him close. Havi rested his head against her chest and listened carefully to the soft thumping of her heart. The rhythm never failed to lull him into a comfortable drowse, and no matter how his day turned out, that lovely sound from within her chest instilled a peace he could only gain when she held his head to her.

Nuzzling softly within her embrace, he heard every breath she took. Her bare feet paced along the moistness of the soil, the blades of grass pleasantly tickling the spaces between her toes as she strolled casually along. The caravans all carried similar decorative themes, swirled in colourful vibrant tones of golds and reds, which neared with each second. It was moments later when she reached her caravan that she heard the voice of her long-time companion, as well as the stir of a couple firm pats to the rear.

"Come on, peachy butts; you sure took your sweet time!"

"Hey! Don't touch my ass, Harry-ass."

"Don't call me Harry-ass. Harry will suffice. And I'm not indulging, I'm telling you off, toots. Besides, we have a long night's travel ahead while you hold everyone up by playing around on that field all day." A slow sigh slipped past his lips. "If you weren't such a cutie, I'd really spank it. Now tuck yourself in so we can get going, or else I will."

She pouted at him, and then noted Havi staring with anger-imbued eyes that burned with a particular rage. Amber too felt it almost immediately after; it slowly settled back down as she boarded her humble little home, bolting the rickety old door securely shut behind her. Amber undeniably knew she was pretty, already casting thoughts into the recent words exchanged. All it took was a compliment to make a woman feel good about herself. Even though she lacked interest in romantic involvements of any kind, a few well-placed words from anyone about her figure always managed to delightfully uplift her.

The travel arrangement made sense; training and practice routines were conducted during the day, whilst travel came by night when the performers retired for the evening. It was very convenient and it worked well. The moon came to rest its face upon a pillow of clouds, an invitation for them to also seek the sleep that night brings. Amber's little refuge was tidy and arranged to her taste. Her hand slid down, probed beneath the armchair, and upon finally locating the small, fiddly lever, she gave a tug as the chair drew out into a compact single bed.

This little mobile home had all the conveniences she needed: a condensed shower, a futon chair, and a small table, with two large bean bags to sit on while she ate. She even had a small tabletop gas hob she could tuck away after use, and most importantly, she had Havi. It wasn't long before she was all washed up, teeth sparkling and in her comfy, loosely-fitting pyjama'. The key word being "loose" was probably an understatement; one size too big was about right, although it did make her look really cute in a way.

The day that followed . . .

The morning came. A light brimming with such vitality radiated through the windows like an invitation for them to awaken and embrace the new day. Havi was first to bask in its warmth as the rays lit up his face, rousing him softly from within the realm of dreams. His body was blanketed within the shelter of Amber's arms. His mood perked up a few keys, having had the joy of being snuggled pleasingly close to her. He was quite the active little fellow this morning, slowly wriggling out of her soft furless arms as to avoid disturbing the peaceful slumber that his human still partook in. Besides, she looked so nice this way. She had no fur apart from that mane that came down from her head; humans were such funny creatures this way. No wonder they needed foreign material to warm them! But he liked the touch of it and the way it felt, or maybe it was just Amber's skin.

The invigorated Eevee hopped along in excited skips towards the table, leaping up in a lithe stretch of his supple body, just about making the catch with his paws. He was remarkably fast but not the greatest of jumpers; his hind legs kicking behind him while he fought to retain his grip in an attempt to hoist himself up. Two soft arms slowly cupped the undersides of his, then lifted him steadily. He looked around with a big cheesy grin.

Little Havi had failed to notice when his princess had actually awoken. He loved the sensation of being lifted by her, felt his body gently elevate onto the table beside the window, and settled in a soft landing on top of it with her aid. He watched as she sat down on the bean bag and leaned forward, letting her arms fold across the oaken table. She finally placed her chin upon her hands that were planted flatly against its rough textured surface, greeting him with early morning smiles.

"Good morning, you noisy little scoundrel! Come here."

The little Eevee walked on all fours to sit and face her. She pushed her nose into his, nuzzling it side to side affectionately.

"Who's a cute Pokemon?"

He grinned, giggling back and rubbing his nose side to side along with hers to return the affection.

"That's right; it's little Havi!"

Havi took the initiative to engage in a morning romp of his mischievous bouts, his ears perked and his beady eyes widened. If hyperactivity could be a switch you could turn off, then Havi's was certainly broken. She sent him an attentive gaze, as it was attention he hungrily yearned, and for her it was a pleasure to lavish him with all he desired. Little growls came from the playful stalker as Amber waved a little tassel tied to a string before him. Havi happily bounced like a ping ball to and fro, swatting with a frown of concentration. It was then on that leap that both their heads collided while they travelled over a bump.

"Ouch!" She pouted cutely. They both stared at each other, then started laughing. His paw came to rest gently upon her forehead, massaging it better gently while she attentively reached with her own hand and soothingly rubbed his little boo boo away, her fingers kneading through his soft fur.

"Now you know what you have to do to say sorry, right?" She pointed to her forehead where she received the little ouchie. He smiled and scurried for her forehead to apply a small peck, kissing her better. His eyes followed the tip of her finger as she pointed to her cheek and smiled, and Havi was eager to oblige. He turned to her cheek and gave another soft peck, followed with a tiny lap of his tongue. As her hand reached down to ruffle the fur on his head, he heard her giggle. Amber took hold of him with both her hands, as she was about to place that welcome and familiar magic she gave him every day, since the first day, the small kiss he loved just as much as the very first time it had been bestowed upon him. He felt the warm tingle tickle all his skin all over as her lips were placed upon his welcoming cheek.

She gently pulled away. Both went quiet just smiling at each other; merely being with one another was enough for them to both feel happy and content. Her smile turned more solemn once she noticed something that caught her out of benevolence.

"Ooooh, quick, looksy!" Havi looked at her with slight perplexity.

She pointed through the misty window, one constructed of low quality glass. Only rubble remained of the once-filled orphanage. It felt sorrowful to know what had happened to it, for if it was still open, then others may have found the bliss that she has.

"Remember? That's where we met."

Havi shuddered, as if caught in the wake of a small tremor. In a split second she felt the same shuddering effect. It was the same as last night; was she feeling what he did? She shook her head and smiled; that was clearly just a silly thought and more than likely coincidental; she tallied it up to an emotion driven from mutual thoughts- after all, they shared so many common feelings about that place.

A few minutes passed on, and they were lost in appreciation of one another before her caravan eventually rolled to a firm halt. A loud noise came in its usual manner of a sharp, ear-aching wake-up call, like a piercing fog horn. It meant that for those not already awake, it was time to get up for all the packing and unpacking and setting up that needed to be done. She climbed to her feet, made her way to the door, wistfully let her hand unbolt the door, and nudged it open.

"I need to get ready. Go out and get some fresh air. I got a show to prepare for." Havi bounced off the table and bolted out the door. He stopped just outside, giving a small grin as he gazed back at her, blinking adorably, before shooting off to play somewhere.

"Hey, you little Rascal! Remember to go to the Pokemon care tent when the show starts if I don't see you before then, or a Pidgey may carry you away!"

Havi had not been to this place in so long, and he took a deep whiff of the familiar aroma he could call his heritage. He scampered playfully along the soft morning grass of the park, the stretch of lawn blooming with flowers. He remembered that he had been found in this park when he was taken to the shelter of the orphanage. It felt like he was taking a trip down memory lane.

As usual, he watched people start to set their camps and tents. The circus was amazing, and the things he saw he could have only wished for back then. He never really found acceptance all the months he had been with the circus. The other Pokemon looked down on him; he was an outcast. He sometimes wondered what Amber saw in him. For one, he lacked the ability to fight properly in a Pokemon battle, and second off, he was tiny and very underdeveloped in comparison to other Eevees.

Havi felt blessed to have such a wonderful person adopt him. Many can only imagine what he had with Amber. It had become sacred, as rare as a rose that blooms in winter. Every day he had hopes, plans on befriending those Pokemon who would shun him, for all the words they could say to him were only words, but sometimes words hurt more than any physical injury that could be inflicted upon him.

Havi wandered along the divine path, picking out the flowers and eating them naughtily, the taste sour on some, and sweet on others. His eyes roamed the colourful vastness and the pretty shapes, finding one that seemed to stand out. His petite body trampled towards it with carefree motion. He lunged like a wild little Pokemon, biting into the purple-and-blue-coloured flower, which concluded in the unwelcome bitterness that filled the realms of his mouth.

"Bleh Bleh Bleh! Eeveeeeeee!" He spat out the half-chewed flower almost immediately.

Havi did not like it at all as he frantically swabbed his tongue with a paw in cartoony fashion, trying desperately to rid it of the undesirable taste. He heard laughter coming from somewhere behind him, a kind-hearted presence.

"You're such a silly Pokemon, Havi! Hehehe..." That unmistakable voice. The little Pokemon whipped his agile body around excitedly, rushing towards the origin. It was no other then his Amber, her hands extended down, raising the little Eevee like a feather into her hands.

"Somehow I knew you would be doing something silly. Didn't like the taste of that one, huh?" He rolled out his tongue, pointing to it with wet eyes.

"Well, I got to take you some place safe anyway. The Pokemon care tent for you, Mister!" She carried him gently, him snuggling up in her cradled arms, not wanting to part with her, but this was always the feeling he got when he was with her. His body felt so warm brushed up against her soft fabrics; he closed his eyes and imagined them playing tag like they usually did.

Havi opened his eyes to look around. He was in a large tent with not humans, but other Pokemon. He must have fallen asleep in her arms. He heard purrs coming from in front of him; he always saw Pokemon here that took this time for procreational mating, but he had never grasped the concept until now. The alluring smell sent his mind a mixture of signals, which only served to confuse him, and he especially felt the awakening of a new sensation, a yearning for something; it was so alien to him.

He jumped around excitedly and wanted to join in on their playing.

"I wanna play, too!"

"Damn it! Why did that hyperactive squirt have to wake up," came the feminine voice of the Lopunny as she got herself ready for her regular group mating ritual, waiting for the Cradily over there to become excited, but this really killed her mood. The green Pokemon behind her sent a menacing glare.

"Can I?"

"No," came the reply from another female that was already participating in an explicit act. There were many males and a few females who alternated partners.

"Come on, I want to be friends with you guys too, you know!" He rushed over to line up for a go of this odd game that they always liked to play, as he was desperate to befriend them.

Havi felt a harsh blow to the side of his ribs as he skidded along the floor, yelping afterward. The Hitmonchan lowered his leg from having delivered the cruel blow. Laughter and mockery soon followed.

"Look at you, Havi! You're not even a Pokemon! You are this pathetic little thing that no one would want," A Chatot replied in his screechy parrot-like voice.

"You're wrong! Amber wants me, and I want all of you to be my friends, too!"

Havi made a heartfelt extension for the companionship he sought from those who shunned him. He had no place for malice nor harboured any detest for them. They were only acting this way because he was different, and he knew he had to find some way to show them he was not so different, make them see past his appearance.

"Amber pities you, that's all, and so do we. But not enough for you to join us and mate. You probably don't even have a dick, Havi!"

"No! She doesn't pity me, she loves me! ...Err, sir? What is a dick?" Havi asked. Laughter burst out around him in cruel heaves.

"You're such a loser!" the Chatot scorned coldly.

Havi lay there both physically and emotionally hurt, having to bear their words which wounded him inside. This was a pain he thought he left behind at the orphanage, a pain he knew too well: the pain of being bullied and an outsider.

Elsewhere . . . . . .

Within the master tent where all show preparations and final rehearsals took place, Amber clenched her ribs as pain circulated around her side. It was almost as though she had been kicked a moment ago. She shook her head, almost slipping from the tripwire- not the best of places to be; her feet were treading along with care up until now. She teetered on a rather unsteady foot; her perfect balance was failing her.

She wondered if her mental fortitude had swayed while flipping across a moment ago, resulting in a pulled muscle or something. The pang around her petite upper frame felt so strong. A foreboding sadness soon resounded from the reaches of her soul to trickle through her body without explanation. Why where her tears beginning to build reservoirs within her eyelids? It was so strange. She gasped in short successions, feeling them run down her cheeks. She wasn't crying from the pain, as her trained body allowed for a greater threshold to be reached before she would submit to it; it was something else.

Amber lowered herself to a squat, suddenly extending her legs with a full thrust upwards into an athletic flip, her body twirling in precise wheels. She landed with grace and finished on the soft matt that awaited her. In an hour or so she would be doing this before hundreds, and the thought of spinning through the ring of fire she would soon confront made the exhilaration begin to mount and creep along her spine already. That was the last of her practice. The only preparation that remained was her costume and make-up.

Amber's soul felt unease about what just happened. Why was she feeling such emotional discomfort when there was nothing around her that could inspire such feelings to surface? Her wandering feet carried her with concern to the make-up tent.

"Hi Cheryl!"

"Ah, Amber! Just in time. I finished getting your usual cosmetics together. Want the regular, right?" replied the petite brunette in her early forties. Cheryl had draping, curly her that elegantly fell to her shoulder. She seemed to be in a happy mood, wanting to work her skills to transform Amber into the high flyer on stage that all her fans knew her as.

"Yeah, that'll do."

Amber rested back on an old office chair; being at the circus meant not all the luxuries of a beauty parlour were available. Cheryl picked up a warm towel and placed it over Amber's face. The sensation was relaxing to a therapeutic level. The face paint artist carefully mixed the white porcelain face paint together with some foundation in a small pot.

"How's little Havi? Has he made new friends with the other Pokemon yet?"

"I'm not sure, but I should check up on him sometimes. I do force him to stay at the Pokemon care tent so he could at least try to make friends. I tend to worry a lot about him when I am training, and naturally I don't want him to be alone."

"I understand. I'm sure he'll make Pokemon friends eventually, if he hasn't already. Don't worry about him."

"That's the problem... I do worry about him, and a lot."

Cheryl removed the towel, then slowly applied moisturiser to Amber's forehead and cheeks, then walked behind her so they both could face the mirror and continue to chat while she was being prepared. Cheryl's finger worked to spread the moisturiser down her forehead and to her nose, not forgetting the ridges around her eyes. Then, she picked up the primer from a small side table.

"I'll make you look really special today. I have a bit of glitter and some little gold stars, too. Would you like them along the tops of your eyebrows and cheeks?"

"Yeah, that would be fantastic! Thanks."

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Havi retorted to the feelings inside. It felt like loneliness overshadowing him. He couldn't befriend them as he so desired, leaving him to feel want, but the act itself eluded him. He didn't care for the mean things they said or did. He could forgive them. He felt the burden of being by himself in this haven full of Pokemon, yet not one had extended the hand of friendship as he had many times.

He wanted Amber so much; he missed her sorely. The little Pokemon scrambled to his feet. There were rules in place, and the Pokemon care tent was supposed to be one where he would make friends and have fun, but to say that was the same thing as claiming hell was a place to have fun, as that's what it had become for Havi.

Havi disobeyed the circus rules that stated all non-performing Pokemon were to stay within the care tent or their respective Pokeballs while the circus was in session. He had no desire to break these stipulations. It was to avoid being taken or abducted by other trainers. The young Eevee staggered out with a partial limp, yearning the peace which only Amber could instil.

The Eevee struggled to make his way out into the open. The park was filled with spectators that had come to see the amazing spectacle and feats of the circus. Havi limped and swayed, avoiding being trampled on, desperately trying to make his way to where Amber would be, the only place he knew she would show up, and that was the place she would perform.

Havi scampered along, making it to the entrance quickly and evading the footsteps, still nimble regardless of using only three legs; he had managed to adapt to this handicap without needing the fourth. It was by far a lot more comfortable, as the pain in his side screamed when he used his front right paw. All the muscles around that rib clenched it tight pangs if he tried.

The Pokemon made snuck past the backstage bouncers. It was amazing he could get this far unnoticed. This clean record was not meant to last because a tall old man knelt before him.

"So little guy, you're Ambers friend, huh?"

He looked up to see the face of a man, recognising him as the one who had nurtured and raised his Amber much like she was raising him now. He knew the significance of such a figure as a gentle hand came to receive him. His touch was not as soft and his skin texture felt rougher then Ambers, but it felt warm. Havi nuzzled his hand and the man smiled.

"I can see why you've grown on Amber so much. You're a affectionate little tyke. Well, it can't hurt to let you stay since you seem like you won't get in trouble. I'm Laurel, by the way. I run things around here."

The man adorned a silly hat with stars and some stripes. His outfit looked like a blue and white penguin suit, although it did look rather funny. Havi felt a rush of wind as his body shot into the air, lifted high by the old gentleman. Havi nestled within his arms, becoming like a bird in flight as he was loftily taken away.

The little Pokemon was transported to his feet on top of a table with a grand view of the opening act, with the royalties having the best seats in the house by the ringmaster's side. His head got softly petted as he let out small cooing sounds.

"Have you ever seen Amber perform, little one?"

Havi ecstatically shook his head.

"Well then! You're in for a treat! I'm going to let you stay and watch her."

Havi's eyes grew big and wide. They almost sparkled, in fact, and it forced Laurel to laugh. He could see it in the little Eevee's eyes how badly he wanted to see his mistress in action.

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Amber had finished dressing into her outfit. The Lycra hugged her body perfectly through every contour of her curvaceous figure. She seemed completely transformed, her skin from her face all the way through to her arms, akin to that of a porcelain doll. Two large red spots decorated her cheeks, and stars ran in a symmetrical line over one side of her face above her eyebrow. Her hair had been groomed to a bun at the back of her head so her hair did not hinder her swift performance; it dropped all the way down her back, after all.

The young lady strolled across backstage feeling as if Havi was close by. She peered through those eyes of hers so fitting of her birth name, the beauty rich with the colour of amber stones she had been so justifiably named after. Her intuition seemed far keener, and she could swear Havi was here. Amber took her searching steps as her pupils moved along the whites of her eyes, scanning for him.

Her short journey of soul-searching led her with precarious steps to the secluded area just beyond the back of the stage. It was the ringmaster's personal box, to where he watched the exhibition of all his devoted workers. Her view settled upon the Eevee playfully as she snuck like a mouse from within the shadows to stalk below him. Her unsuspecting Havi innocently waited for her to show up, unaware of her mischievous intent. She knew it would be a little funny and Havi loved playing around. She decided it was time to pounce up at him.

"MWAAAAAARRRrrrrrrr..."

The little Eevee let out a yelp and Amber's own heart erupted in fear as he fell backwards, cushioned by his rump. It felt as if her own heart had leaped right out of her chest. A single droplet of sweat rolled down her forehead as she gasped. The two stared at each other and panted; it seemed far more than coincidental when she had put the earlier incidents down to. She stared at him a little while and yes, she was feeling what he was. This was definitely not the laugh she was looking for. Laurel interjected with his little protest.

"Amber, you know how small and fragile he is! That was completely uncalled for; look how terrified he is! Now say you're sorry!"

Laurel was quite rightly serious, and she had gone a little overboard with her playfulness.

"I'm sorry, cutie. I didn't think it would be that scary."

Amber held out her arms, wanting to nurture him, and he leaned forward to be taken. She drew him back to her bosom, holding him protectively. Havi could be very sensitive and emotionally frail at times, and that had slipped her mind. She felt remorseful as if she had committed a great crime against him. Was she losing her mind in thinking they were connected spiritually? It seemed an insane notion for such a thing to even exist.

Amber's focus drifted back to the dull pain that riddled the right side of her ribs, directly below her shoulder. Her watery eyes filled with the need of forgiveness scanned the side of his ribs; she didn't want to do this, but it was the only way to be certain. Her finger pointed and protruded outwards toward the area. Was he really injured and had she really felt it when it happened? She hoped she was wrong, but also wanted this spiritual unity at the same time, as crazy at it sounded.

Her finger gently prodded against his soft, furred ribs. She felt the pain spiral up and increase to such a level that they both flinched, evoking a small cry from them both. He was hurt, and she felt the exact same pain, as unlikely as it was. Her finger continued, even though it was hurting them both, to ensure he hadn't broken his ribs, and after a short moment she stopped looking into Havi's eyes which seemed ready to cry. Had their love for each other become so strong they had become spiritually bound or developed some form of psychic link? It seemed too insane, but it was exactly that. She giggled as her lips descended to his nose, giving him a affectionate kiss.

"You'll be fine; you're just bruised."

The loud sound of drums and trumpets called out for Laurel to rise and play courteous host. He stood from his armchair, smiling over at Amber and Havi.

"It's nice to see you two have made up, but now it's show time. So do your thing, Amber; you have a new fan to please!" He smiled, looking at Havi.

Amber set him down on the table by the ringmaster's chair as he walked out to cheers and the roar of the crowd to greet his presence. Amber waved as she ran off to the side of the ring and began scaling the runs of the ladder which led up the tall pole. Havi felt such excitement grip his heart, finally being given the chance to see his angel perform before him.

Laurel greeted the crowd as he gave a bow of respect to show his pleasure, and gratitude for those who chose to come to attend this sunny mid afternoon day.

"Welcome to the Circus of Dreamer, for we are the ones made of such things that inspire others. We perform superhuman feats of the likes only we can. From the alluring, sensual acrobatics to the death-defying finishes, from amazing feats to those that have no equal. I hope you enjoy the show, and without further ado, my humble ladies and gentlemen, I present the deity of the high wire, the passion of the sublime air . . . . AMBER!" Laurel's arm pointed high up to the top of the post as the lights came to bring Amber into the limelight.

Laurel's tasks were done for now. He returned to his seat of resignation for the rest of the act. He could see that Havi looked very concerned. His hand came to give a few gentle pats to his head.

"Why so worried? She's done this a thousand times, if not more. She is very good at this; just watch and you'll see what I mean."

Havi couldn't deny he felt worried seeing her up so high. He was scared and she could sense it. Her head turned to his direction and from under the mask she wore, a delectable smile of soothing comfort was sent to him, and his fear dissipated. She had a calming effect that only she could grant him. It made his heart felt stronger. She turned slowly, running her toes along the high wire, testing it before she took the step.

Her shapely long legs spread and tumbled along the high wire, in supple and divine movements; they held a rapture that felt so sensual in every aspect. Her display of acrobatics across the thin rope, were awe-inspiring with amazing balance. She achieved feats with such ease that not even most Pokemon could accomplish it within their life time. Havi lay speechless as his mouth flapped open in amazement, and nothing but pure applause submitted to her. His Amber was truly a divinity. The audience was speechless and holding their breath through each of her movements, each elegantly rendered with perfect execution. This was truly art in motion.

The rings were lit; fire surged its licking lips, sparkling over the rims. Her body flipped through them magnificently as if she was made of something lighter than air itself. The audience gasped and clapped through each fiery ring she left in the wake of her intricate movements, till finally she reached the other side. The circus erupted in cheerful revere of her unbelievable display of balance and coordination.

Amber climbed down, still receiving the praise she rightfully earned. Havi watched her returning to his side, and she gently scooped him up in her arms. Havi looked up and felt taken away, his facial expression amazed, so quiet, still digesting what he had seen today. His admiration for her grew; she was even more amazing then he had ever thought. Words could not describe what he felt. He worshipped her.

He finally came to rest on the dry green grass beside her caravan, the overhead sun still smiling down with its welcomed shine. His matted fur glowed with the sun's vibrancy, and so did he from what he felt. He let out a tiny squeal of excitement, watching her roll onto her back as she patted her belly for him to jump on and join her; no way would he object. Havi limped on with his injury and she helped guide him up with her soft hands. Even with all her hard training they still felt so gentle.

The little Pokemon curled up on her belly. The Lycra material over her flesh felt like a warm, snuggly bed sheet for him to rest upon. He felt her fingers siphoning through his fur, lulling him making him clamp his eyes shut so he may enjoy the feeling of the warm flushes that washed over him; he was happy and he knew it. Tears of joy rolled down his face. He believed his feelings to be true when they said he was the luckiest Pokemon in the world.

"You know, sometimes you're so silly, and no matter what you do, it makes me smile. You changed me. I am indebted to you for the life you restored within me. It's a shame you aren't human. You posses everything I would have adored in an admirer. Nonetheless, not even a human could give me what you have."

The Pokemon purred, listening, wishing he could return the sweet, melodious words that rang like sweet symphony.

"The other Pokemon must have been mean, right? Did they say horrible things to you? You shouldn't worry about what those other Pokemon think. It doesn't matter. What does matter is that you are special, and no matter what you look like, or how small you are, I find everything about you charming. You complete me... God, I sound so corny, but it's true. It's who you are inside that I like."

Tears began to stream down. He couldn't understand why he was so loved and why he loved her so much. Their friendship was unbreakable. He felt a happiness he never felt before. He realised that even though he was a Pokemon, he didn't just love her, he was a part of her very existence. He let his eyes close, as soothing images of her delectable smile filled his emotions.

Havi's eyes shot wide open. Something strange was happening. His body began to glow bright, like there was a powerful energy radiating from deep inside him. His little form ascended as Amber reached for him. He weightlessly hovered up before she could take him, and a blinding light erupted outwards. Amber shielded her eyes from the brilliant white. She began to slowly open them to find that Havi was nowhere to be seen, and before her was something different altogether.

She reached with a subtle and slow motion, for what had just transpired wasn't completely coming to her. Her arms guided with a need to know what was before her. Amber's eyes were motionless. Her bottom lip carried a tremble of uneasiness. This thing looked fierce, and intimidating, maybe dangerous was a good description.

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Thanks for reading, the next chapter will be released as soon as my Beta has gone through it. A big thanks to Angela for editing this for me. Remember please review as all feedback even the smallest of comments is appreciated!