Chapter 3: Unintended Sleepover

(Ivan's P.O.V.)

"Leaf Blade!"

I slashed downward, but my opponent caught my sword, froze it, and shattered it.

"You see? You should not have slashed straight downward! It'll make it easier to stop, however if you slash at about a forty-five degree and angle, it'll be harder to stop, and your opponent will be less likely to counter attack."

I was training with my father on a Saturday afternoon. It was cold, I was tired and extremely frustrated. It didn't help that we were training in the park where everyone could see us. Wesley and Liz were there too, watching me. My dad decided to let me take a break and I went and sat down with them. Liz gave me a bottle of hot water, while Wesley, noticing how clearly frustrated I was, gave me rock to squeeze. Surprisingly it was calming me down a bit.

"Wow, you were right. Your training regiments look really difficult."

I took a drink of water.

"Yeah, my Dad's really serious about battling..."

I squeezed the rock harder when my father walked up to me.

"Ivan, I gotta go. My job just called me in so I go home and get my work stuff, you mind walking?"

I shook my head 'no'.

"Great! See ya later son!"

He pecked my forehead and ran to his car. I obliterated the rock in my palm when I noticed two female Lopunny giggling at me. They quickly stopped, got up and left. Liz and Wesley both looked at me, shocked.

"Whoa dude, I didn't know you knew Rock Smash."

I looked down at the shattered remains of the rock.

"I-I don't..."

I felt a familiar cold sensation.

Ha ha ha the anger is slowly getting stronger...

It quickly went away and I shook myself loose. I got up and stretched. I cracked my knuckles, loosened up my shoulders, and unloosened my tail. I caught a glimpse of Wesley looking at me and waved my tail a little more.

"Ivan, what's up with your tail?"

He grabbed it and let it rest in his palms.

"It's kinda paper-like yet soft and furry..."

I waved away from his grasp and turned toward him.

"Of course it's furry, my whole body is covered in fur."

We began to leave the park.

"Really, you have fur?"

Liz rolled her eyes.

"Yes. What'd you think I was all waxy like a leaf?"

He put a claw on his chin.

"Well, you are a Leafeon so..."

I lightly punched him in the arm.

"Hey, you're an Absol, you don't hear me asking you to take your shirt off and see your abs do you?!"

(Present)

Simon gave me a blunt stare.

"Really Dad..."

I put my hands on my hips.

"It was the only thing I could think of!"

Wesley put down his book, sat down next to me, and wrapped his arms around me.

"Yeah, but it was cute nonetheless..."

(Past)

We both blushed at that remark.

"Um... I didn't mean to uh..."

He put his hands up, signaling for me to stop.

"No no, it's okay...I get it."

We both stayed blushing. My minds was filled with images of him with no shirt on. Meanwhile, Liz was sitting in between us in the middle of our awkward silence. She got up and sighed.

"You know I think I should get going..."

I got up as well.

"See ya later Liz."

I gave her a hug.

"See ya."

I sat down next to Wesley, and we both sat in an even more awkward silence before Wesley decided to break the silence.

"You wanna go to my place and play some video games?"

I shivered and shook my head 'yes'

"Anything to get out of this cold..."

We walked to his house, discussing what we were gonna play, and what time I was planning on leaving. When we got there, he led me up to his room. It had a giant bay window next to his bed.(The bed was a few feet away from the windowsill) All the walls were white, and the carpet was tan.

"Hm, nice place. Not what I was expecting."

He sat down on his bed, and invited to sit next to him.

"What did you expect?"

I looked around a bit.

"I was expecting everything to blue, and there to be a poster of the band Gore on every wall."

He smiled as he set up the game system.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, you kind of have a laid back personality."

"That doesn't mean I have to live like a vampire."

I giggled a bit as he came and sat next to me. He handed me a controller and turned the game on.

(A few hours later...)

We played for what seemed like hours. We had so much fun that we lost track of time. I looked out the window and jumped when I saw it was almost dark.

"What time is it?"

He paused the game and looked out the window.

"I don't know four thirty?"

I got up and started to put my coat on. I was speaking while running downstairs and beginning to leave.

"I should head home, thanks for inviting me over and-"

I stopped when I saw that the door was completely locked by snow. Wesley stood next to me and sucked his teeth.

"Ooh looks like we're snowed in. What are you gonna do now?"

I stared at the snow, in awe.

(I've never seen snow like this before...)

As I stared Wesley's phone rang, and he went and answered it. He returned moments later.

"Well my parents aren't going to be home tonight, and my brother is at his friends house. What about you, shouldn't you call your Dad?"

I shook my head.

"No, I already told my sister where I'd be, so she should call him and tell him where I am."

I blushed when I realized we'd be alone for a while. My heart started pounding when he wrapped his arm around me.

"Guess we'll be alone for a while, won't we Ivan?"

I blushed more.

"Aw, you're red! Wanna kiss?"

I looked over at him.

"What?!"

He lightly punched me.

"Nah, I'm just kidding. Seriously though, what are gonna do for the next few hours? It's only seven, and I'm usually not in bed until around ten or eleven. "

I shrugged my shoulders.

"You wanna just keep playing video games?"

He shook his head 'yes' and I started to walk upstairs. He started to turn off all the lights, but I stopped him.

"What are you doing?"

He turned off the kitchen light.

"Turning off all the lights."

"Why?"

He turned off the living room light.

"It's a waste of electricity to keep them on."

I moved closer to him.

"Could you stop?"

He turned off the hallway light, making the house completely dark.

"Why, are you scared?"

I moved even closer.

"No, I just get a little creeped out walking in a dark empty house alone."

He pretended to be hurt.

"But..I'm here. You're not alone..."

I began to shake.

"I know, I meant alone as in, if I had to go to the bathroom, or get something to drink."

He grabbed my shoulders and I looked into his gleaming ruby eyes.

"How about this..."

He pulled me closer.

"...I won't leave your side until morning. Okay?"

I slowly shook my head up and down, lost in his eyes. We made our way to his room, him holding onto me the entire time. We played video games for a few hours, then I started to get tired. I yawned and paused our game.

"I'm getting tired can we just watch a movie?"

He put down his game controller.

"Sure. What do you do want to watch?"

I got up and stretched.

"Anything. I just need something to play so I could go to sleep."

He put in a random movie and stood next to me.

"Uh...you want the bed?"

I looked around his room. There was only one bed.

"Where are you gonna sleep?"

He pointed at the window.

"I can sleep on the windowsill. It's a bay window so it's pretty big. I sleep there all the time."

I sat on the bed and yawned again.

"Okay..."

I made myself comfortable, pulled the blankets over me, and drifted to sleep.

(P.O.S: You guys ever notice how fast people fall asleep on television?)

(Wesley's P.O.V.)

I laid down on the windowsill and watched as Ivan fell asleep. He looked so peaceful, and I blushed when I noticed how adorable he looked asleep. I looked at the moonlit sky, and the ground, covered in snow. I laid there for a while, being a dark-type, I had a hard time falling asleep. Eventually I was about to fall asleep, but I heard a noise downstairs. I got up to investigate.

(3rd person...)

Two thieves slowly and cautiously entered the house. They were a female Weavile and a male Hitmonlee. They were average everyday thieves, who had a plan. The female Weavile would cause snowstorms, and rob people's houses while they were asleep. It wasn't the perfect plan, but it worked most of the time, since most people didn't expect to be robbed during a snowstorm. The Weavile was picked the lock, and opened the door.

"okay...I'll look around the house, you go uh...incapacitate the residents."

The Hitmonlee nodded and walked upstairs. The Weavile sorted through some cabinets, while the Hitmonlee walked into some rooms, searching for anyone to knock out. He was walking down the hall, when he heard a door open. He turned around to see a teenage Absol looking tired. He wasn't one to knock out anyone under the age of twenty-one, but he had to. It was his line of work. The Absol didn't have time to react, as the Hitmonlee had already used Rolling Kick to knock him out.

"Sorry kid, can't have any witnesses."

(Wesley's P.O.V.)

I had left the room, to see what was making noise downstairs. I turned to find a Hitmonlee roaming through the hallway. He quickly kicked me, knocking me out instantly.

I woke up to see the Hitmonlee standing over me, along with a Weavile. They seemed to be arguing.

"Why isn't he dead?"

"You know I'm against killing young people, you said we'd rob houses not kill people."

The Weavile put a claw on his shoulder.

"Aw, you big softie. You shouldn't have gotten caught and we wouldn't have to kill him, now would we?"

The Hitmonlee nodded.

"You go and look for more stuff. I'll deal with him..."

I gulped when I saw the way she was eyeing me. She walked over to me and put a claw on my chin.

"You know, you're kinda cute."

She sat in front of me and crossed her legs.

"So, handsome, are there any valuables I should no about, if there is I'd like you to tell me. If you do I can be merciful during your...punishment..."

She used her claws to make quotes when she said punishment, which made me shutter. I shook my head and she inched closer.

"C'mon, don't be shy..."

She grabbed my face, and made me look at her.

"I won't bite..."

She but a mere centimeter away from me when she turned away. We had both heard a loud thump from upstairs. She looked at me.

"You were alone upstairs, right?"

Another thump. I smirked.

"Nope. My friend spent the night because of the snowstorm."

He pupils shrunk as she heard another thump. Then another. And another until finally:

CRASH!

Her partner crashed through the ceiling. He landed on the coffee table, smashing it to pieces. He groaned then fell, unconscious. The Weavile watched as Ivan nimbly fell down the same hole, growling when he saw me tied up. His eyes were hidden by the lighting, making shadows cover his true emotions. He began to walk forward. She shot multiple Ice Shards at him, but none seemed to faze him. She even tried to use Ice Beam, but it he just kept walking. Finally she decided to go for a Shadow Claw, but he grabbed it, and slammed her down. He then kicked her across the room.

He seemed different, as if all his feelings were gone. The Weavile just stood, shaking. She seemed so little and helpless. Ivan slowly walked toward her with a Leaf Blade drawn. He was even scaring me now. I used my claw to break the rope holding me. I managed to break it just as he was approaching her and ran in front of him.

"Ivan stop!"

He started to swing, but stopped. I knelt with my hand, trembling the whole time. The blade disappeared and Ivan yawned.

"Wesley? What's the matter? Who are these guys?"

I put my hand down and exhaled loudly.

"Are you..uh...okay?"

He looked around.

"I should be the one asking you that. I was just dreaming, when I heard you calling for me to stop. Then I wake up to find your living room smashing and two strangers in it."

He looked over at the Weavile.

"Who are you? Are you okay?"

She retracted behind me.

"Hm, must be shy."

He yawned.

"I'm going back to bed..."

He walked upstairs, and I looked around. My house was trashed. I could only imagine what my room looked like. I was more surprised that Ivan didn't seem to remember any of what just happened. The Weavile got up and put her hand on her hips.

"Well great, I just got beat up, and now your probably gonna call the cops."

I lifted her partner up and put him by the door.

"If you promise to never bother us again, I'll let you leave without a word. And give me my stuff back."

She walked passed the bag of loot, without even bothering to pick the stuff up.

"I promise never to come back. Hell, this whole experience has turned me off thievery for good. I think I'm just gonna go and live with the things I already stole..."

The Weavile used Strength, picked up her partner and left. I ignored her remark, and tried to figure out what to do about the giant hole in the ceiling. Luckily, my Dad used to be a carpenter. He kept his tools in the basement, and even taught me all he knew. The hole was fixed and the house was clean in an hour. I groggily walked up the stairs, and laid in my bed. I grabbed my blanket, and my body pillow, getting comfortable. My pillow was satisfyingly warmer, and was rising and falling in an alluring rhythm. I put my head in the crest of neck-like softness, and fell asleep to the beat of its heart.

(The next morning)

I awoke slowly to the sound of someone calling my name.

"Wes,,ley..."

I just nudged my pillow and tried to go back to sleep.

"Wesley...cou..you...le,,,go?"

I ignored the voice.

"Wa...up!"

Once again, ignored.

"WESLEY!"

My eyes shot open.

"What what what?!"

I looked down, and noticed that both my arms and my legs were wrapped around...Ivan. His head was crushed against my chest, and his arms were stuck to his body. I blushed when I realized how comfortable I was.

"Could you let go of me now?"

I slowly let go and got up.

"My bad, I forgot you were in my bed when I went to sleep last night, to be honest I thought you were my body pillow..."

He cracked his back.

"It's fine, I was actually quite comfortable. You have no idea how cold I was. Even with your blanket."

I couldn't stop blushing.

"You aren't gonna tell anyone are you?"

He started to leave.

"Why would I do that? We're friends right?"

We walked downstairs to the kitchen. My blush wouldn't go away, and my silence made everything awkward. We both ate quietly, due to the fact that we both enjoyed sleeping together. We eventually made our way to the living room, watching television until I heard the familiar sound of a car beep. Ivan got up, and looked out the window.

"My Dad's here. I gotta go grab my jacket."
He ran upstairs, and I answered the door. Ivan's dad was standing there, in what I guessed to be his work attire.

"Is Ivan here?"

I shook my head.

"Yeah, he's upstairs getting his jacket. Can I ask you a question really quick?"

He looked at his watch.

"Sure."

"Okay so, let's just say that someone woke him up by accident and he tried to beat them up."

He bit a knuckle.

"Oohh. I see. Ivan is what some call a sleep fighter. He tends to be a grumpy sleeper, so if someone were to wake him up, he'd become a vicious sleep fighter. He doesn't even know he does this. The last person who tried to wake him ended up severely injured. And this was before he evolved. It's as if all the training and battling I've taught him just comes out in one burst."

I looked behind to see if the person of subject was coming. Sure enough, he came running downstairs, jacket in hand.

"Hi Dad!"

He ran up to his father, giving him a car.

"Hey son, you ready?"

He let go.

"Yeah, there's just one thing I gotta do first..."

He patted his shoulder.

"Alright, I'll be in the car."

As he turned around, Ivan faced me.

"So, what did you have to do...mphm!"

Ivan was pressing his lips against mine! I was too surprised to even blink. He backed away, blinked while blushing.

"See you later..."

He ran and hopped in his Dad's car.

I touched my lips lightly, and as they drove away I muttered:

"See ya..."