Nikolai: If InsaneRussianBastard owns pokemon he is not a communist bastard

Me: Hey that's not…oh wait yeah it is

A/N-Sorry for not updating sooner but between school, Japan, Rise Against's new album and a whole shitload of other stuff I couldn't update SO SORRY! And yes I realize that this is a small as shit chapter but don't worry I have a good reason for it and will explain at the end!

Thanks to Blaze I rarely saw outside our room aboard the ship not that I minded anyway, but sadly all good things must come to an end and we docked in Johto. When we got there Blaze, being the smart one of the two of us, decided to go see the professor that lived there. When we arrived at the professor's lab we introduced ourselves, and he introduce himself. 'Why are all the professors named after trees?' I thought as he led us to a containment chamber. He asked me to pick a pokemon and being the pyromaniac that I was I picked Cyndaquil. I let him out of his ball and he quickly took a position on top of my head. I thanked the Prof. and left, the Cyndaquil still on my head. From the looks Blaze was giving the poor thing I could tell he was jealous. I sighed. 'How in seven hells will I be able to deal with his possessiveness?' I thought as we walked down the forest road. "Blaze" I said turning to him. "Where do you want to go next?" He looked at the sky and said "I don't know….lets seep on it and I'll tell you in the morning." I agreed and we set up our tents. That night I laid there and looked at the night sky wondering about what life would have in store for my new pokemon and my lover and I.

A/N DON'T SHOOT DON'T SHOOT! Okay don't worry I'm not ending the story I'm just not sure where to go with it….I have some ideas but anybody who has some is welcome to voice their opinion because you know what they say 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.…ect. Heads are better than one!

I also will be starting another story this time however it'll be set in the Star Fox universe! Do a barrel roll!