I'm sorry, but I seemed to have actually realized that I made a publishing mistake with my story. This will be rectified as of about thirty minutes ago. It definitely got rid of some of the length of my story, but I digress. Since it would be easier to leave the story with the same number of chapters. I will just get ride of all the stuff that is on the next chapter. To those that told me of this mistake a long time ago, I am sorry, but as moronic as this sounds, I just now realized how I made the mistake. Since I cannot change the chapter title in the bar or I do not know how to is a better thing to say, I will just keep the chapter title as Deja Vu. I do not know how to put the accents! Anyway, read on.


Chapter 6: Deja Vu...

I took the name in for a second and agreed. It sounded like gibberish. The guard seemed annoyed by Jiru's comment and me agreeing with him. However, he led us inside where we were stopped by the door. Jiru seemed a little sketchy with the place, so he pulled me aside in a more shaded corner. There was a large area filled with tables and chairs and pokemon on the left. I assume that was an eating area. There were large pillars that designated the place with a fence around it with a hole in it with stairs leading up to it. There was a counter with pokemon sitting in front of it drinking something while doors on the end of the counter led to some back room that I saw the guard enter. There was a pokemon at the counter on the other the side from the drinking pokemon with liquids and glasses on its… her side. Outside the area was another counter with a bored pokemon-this one a guy-that was laying his head next to a bell and a shelf in back of him with little pockets that held keys with writing underneath each pocket. It was different from the sign. It was more like the ones on poke coins, so it must be numbers, room numbers.

The guard finally returned with a very miffed pokemon in tow. She was a new one. She was a quadruped like me with black hair across the top of her head and flowing back into spikes on her head as it went down her neck and on the bottom of her chin to her chest and shoulders. It continued it way down the front of her front legs and covered her paws with little spikes of the black fur on her shoulders. She had light blue fur on her face and huge ears with visible yellow insides. Also, that same blue fur was on the back of her front legs with three yellow stripes. The blue fur continued to her lower chest and stomach where it was stopped by more black fur on the top of her back legs and along her spine. The bottom of the back legs were that same blue as her face while here tail was black with a strange four-pointed, yellow star at the end. I did not meet any pokemon like that when I was working for Mali.

"So this is the girl you were talking about." The owner pokemon said with a little scrutiny of my form. She eyed me a bit indignantly; then, she looked to Jiru. "Do you know what she can do?"

Jiru seemed a bit surprised to be asked such a question. I was a little insulted that she would not ask me first. Actually, I did not know what caused it, but I immediately spoke instead of Jiru. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I can speak for myself. I've worked in an Inn before. I'm illiterate, but I can work. I'll do anything and everything I can."

The owner looked at me and gave a hearty laugh. "Now, that's what I like." She smiled at me. She came up next to me and put her paw on my shoulder. "You won't believe how many pokemon I've seen that can't speak for themselves, and when they do, it is usually some blatant lie. You just told me something that no other pokemon would probably dare to say. I like you already. What's your name? And your boyfriend's?"

I looked at Jiru who looked back at me with a look of shock. I matched it as I shook my head vigorously. "No, we're just friends! We've only known each other for a few days."

"Yeah, we only met by accident when we were traveling." Jiru agreed with a blush accompanying. I was probably redder than he was.

The owner held a glint in her eyes that suggested that she was adamant with her stance. I ignored it and stated, "My name is Eclipse, Eli for short, and this is Enjiru."

"Jiru is fine." He stated while he started to regain his composure, but I could see that he was still dwelling on the comment.

"Fine, my name is Sherrie. Welcome to my pub: 'The Tesa Deen.'" Sherrie introduced eloquently and politely. "It is late, so I assume you two are tired. You're lucky that I always keep a spare room in case I need a helping hand. However, it is only one room with a single bed, so you two will have to share it." Again with the little relationship comment! I blushed and looked to Jiru uneasily. "However, I need to know something. Are you two any good at something?"

I looked confused at her, but I guess it was something I probably had to do in order to get paid for any work. "Um… I once made ice sculptures, but it was only a hobby. I never did much at home." I stated as I mentally cringed at the memories.

Jiru simply stated, "I fight well. That's pretty much it."

"I'll have to see about that. Well, good night." The guard left with a yawn. It was dreadfully contagious because I immediately yawned as well. I must be more tired than I thought.

Sherrie looked at the sleeping pokemon at the counter. She sighed and shrugged. "What can you do with a lazy pokemon like him?" She stated as she just grabbed a key from a pocket right above some number that was exactly three tick marks. The pokemon at the counter was a species I knew. It was an Abra. They usually sleep like this. She gave us the key and motioned to go up the stairs.

She left to work in the food area where I noticed that one pokemon had fallen asleep with a drink in his hand. We left with Jiru in the lead with the key in his mouth. I looked from each door when I noticed that all of them had the same first number: a little tick mark. However, I was looking for one with three of the same. We found it eventually where Jiru seemed a bit hesitant, but he opened the door with the key. He kept the door open as he motioned to let me enter first.

I bobbed my head in thanks, entered, and looked at the darkness. Jiru switched on the lights while I examined the small and undecorated place. It had a single bed while the rest was a cold wood floor. There was a desk at the corner of the room beside the bed and on the other side of the room was a closet. I looked at the bed and made a beeline for it. I was at the tip of it and fell into it.

The bed was softer than the usual ground I slept on. I snuggled into it, but when I turned to see Jiru start to try and sleep on the floor, I woke up immediately. No, he protected me and healed me right after I lost everything. It was wrong of me to at least give him the luxury of sleeping in a nice bed.

I rose, which immediately set Jiru on the alert. "Is something wrong, Eli?" He asked while looking at me cautiously with darting eyes.

"I'm sorry. I should be the one to sleep on the floor." I stated while stepping off the bed and started to curl up on the hard floor. "You've done so much for me that I can't even begin to repay you. The least I can do it allow you to have a nice night's rest."

Jiru seemed dumbfounded by the statement. He was about to retort, but I started to drift off into dreams. I was about to, but I felt someone start shaking me. I opened my sleepy eyes to see Jiru. He looked determined.

"Come on, it is big enough for two." Jiru stated while I wobbly got up and onto the bed. He let me curl up first as he took up the rest of the bed next to me.

"Thank you for your kindness." I stated sleepily as I turned in the bed to face him. His eyes looked so calm and kind. I cuddled up in the bed. I felt Jiru's warm body and aura. "Thank you for everything." I fell asleep in my friend's kind embrace. Maybe, he could protect me from those evil pokemon and myself. I was safe.

I slept dreamless that night. It passed by in an instant that I would have mistaken the night had ever happened, except I was colder than last night. I saw Jiru was gone. The light from outside was trying to shine through some blinds. I yawned and turned to see Jiru who seemed to just notice I was awake from the desk. He was writing in some journal.

"Morning, Eli." He stated simply as he closed up the journal and threw it into the smallest of the three large pockets in his pack. That was the only one I did not check back in the cave. Well, it was a journal, so I should not probe into his personal life. "How did you sleep?"

I rubbed my eyes and yawned to get any tiredness out of my system. "It was rather uneventful." I answered as I started to stretch.

"Well, I checked with Sherrie a little while ago that you don't have to start for another hour or two, so in that time, I'm going to teach you what I can about reading and writing." He said as he grabbed some papers from on top of the desk and put them all on the floor for me to look at them.

I studied them thoroughly. There were twenty-six characters on one paper; there were ten characters on that one and then in another set of ten of the exact same characters except all had the same first one that looked like a tick mark on another; finally, there was a blank sheet next to those two papers.

We went through the next two hours quickly with Jiru teaching me what he could. He seemed to hold a didactic atmosphere about him as he took me through the 'alphabet.' It was step by step where he kept showing me the letters. The numbers were easy because I already knew how to count ironically from my father who mocked me with it, so I only had to match up the symbols with the meaning. The tick mark was a one; this half heart with a line on bottom was a two; these two half circles put on top of each other with the opening to the left was a three; etc. By the time Sherrie came in to come get me, I think I got the numbers down up to twenty and then he said just follow the same rule, so twenty-one was that half heart with a flat base and tick mark together.

I worked that day on random jobs in the place from waiting tables where I got some disturbing looks from some pokemon, and their lustful auras were not helping me feel any safer. I think one tried to go too far, but before he did anything, he seemed to freeze in fear. I did stare at him for an awkward amount of time, but I did not do it menacingly. It was confusing, but I let it go. After that, I took care of some cleaning of dishes and glasses while Sherrie cooked and those other two pokemon worked where they usually did. The Abra worked sleepily—his name turned out to be Avalon—as usual, and the pokemon that worked at the counter was a Sneasel. Her name was Sickle. The only thing her name reminded me of was an icicle, but she told me her name was because of the curve of her claws, which she said were unusual much like my eyes. I still did not see how an icicle could curve like her claws, so I ignored the relation between her name and ice.

I worked for about ten hours because that was how long it took for me to finish everything. Sherrie actually laughed because I then learned that I only had to work for six to eight. Now, I actually understood. She was always laughing at my naïveté. Anyway, she said that I would get 50 poke an hour, so working for ten hours got me 500 poke according to Sherrie. That would pay for my fare into the city, and it happens to be 250 a night for the room, so I would still need to work some more unless Jiru somehow got more money. However, it was dark out, and I did not want to walk out into the night because of possible pokemon like those that held that disgustingly lustful aura. However, I did notice that those that had that aura were drinking something that smelled very strong.

I went up to our room and waited on the bed. I pulled the blinds up and stared at the moon. It was a full moon tonight. Enticing was its allure and sheen as the glow filled the streets and the crystals with more light than necessary. It was almost sad to see all those lanterns in the streets. On a clear night such as this and as bright and full the moon was, it should have been one to bask in the glory that was our light in this dark time of the day. I envied its power and light to glow in the darkness that surrounded it. I was not as strong as it was. My darkness seemed to engulf me no matter what I did or where I was. I needed a supplementary light, a crutch: one that could save me. I was weak.

I heard a knock on the door. I turned to it as I realized that on the desk was the key I meant to leave at Avalon's station but forgot. I jumped off the bed and opened the door to find Jiru was at it. He smiled as he marched his way in with head held high. I looked at him with a confused look and let the door close by itself.

"What has made you so happy?" I asked aloud while Jiru threw his bag to the wall. He jumped to the window.

"One," He began as he stared at the moon. "I was able to get about 1000 poke from the odd jobs in the market."

A thousand! That was how much the fare was to begin with. That meant that we can now pay off the debt of the boarding, and we would have a little extra for future fees. "That is fantastic!" I stated my amazement while I jumped to him and gave him a big hug. "You're the man!"

He blushed at my affection while I took a step back. He really should not have been so shy. We were friends after all. "Anyway, the second thing was the full moon tonight. I love looking at the moon. Pokemon always admire the sun for its life-giving light, but few appreciate the moon."

I smiled as I looked at the moon, too. I continued my staring from earlier. "No one truly understands the torment the moon truly has to go through. It is the light in the very darkest of times. It is strong enough to hold its light against the dark background. It may fade at times into the darkness of night, but it will always find the strength to grow back. It is kind of like pokemon. We each grow and fade into our own personal darkness, and sooner or later, we will find a light that can help us be pulled out of it." It was amazing how my own thoughts came out so fluidly. I turned to see the amazed Jiru, but he smiled and nodded.

I was about to turn back the moon when I could not hold my own emotions. I wrapped my arms around him as I buried my head into his shoulder. "Thank you, Jiru. Thank you for being the light in my darkness when I needed a friend."

He jumped a bit from my action, but when I thanked him, he wiggled his arm out. This caused me to pull away from him because of having my head move a lot with his shoulder. However, he pulled me back with his arm on my shoulder and put my head back on his shoulder. He was a good friend. I think this 'moon' was better. This light was much more comforting in my darkness. This was what I was missing when I was stuck in my hell. I should have gotten a friend a lot earlier if these feelings and kindness were what I was going to receive.

I did not know how long it was till I fell asleep. However, I got another dream that night, actually. This was of that strange blue-ringed Umbreon, again. However, there was a darker figure above it that seemed to be made of dark flames. The Umbreon held the shadow back without even having to look at it. The Umbreon walked forward with something peeping out of his back. I could not see anything, but once he was right in front of me, those crescent, translucent wings that the cloaked Eevee had burst out and trapped me with the Umbreon in front of me.

He was going to kill me! I panicked and tried hitting the wings apart, but they only came closer together till they closed. The wings broke off from the Umbreon's back as they closed behind him. We were stuck in an egg-shaped case that grew to a good-sized room. I tried to run away, but my feet were planted on some imaginary floor that kept me suspended in the egg-shaped room. The Umbreon sat right in front of me. I was scared until he bowed his head as his lips touched mine. Strangely, I felt elation follow as I kissed back. I was kissing the same pokemon that was trying to kill me and killed Mali. Why?

He pulled away while I looked at him confused but happy. He put his paw to my lips, and it turned a strange light blue. I fell backwards due to some unknown force with light engulfing me. I hit something on my back, and I heard a cracking and shattering sound.


As most have realized, this is my shortest chapter. It is not even 3500 words long. I am sorry, but it was poor managing on my part. I just hope that people have enjoyed the dream sequence and will continue it. This has been Admirer of the Moon with my little tidbit, and I am currently working on the sequel as much as I can. It is hard to follow-up this story when people say that it is the surprise of it all that they enjoy. And knowing everything that is supposed to happen hinders my ability to know what will surprise people and what won't. I'm babbling, again. Bye!