Author Notes

Hot damn. Lot's happening. Well hope you enjoy this chapter. Don't worry it gets better o.o

Chapter 9

A Calm Night

Tear, Violet, Gaia, and Jagex arrived at the hospital that laid parallel to the pokemon center. They walked inside to a traumatizing scene. Someone in a full body cast being pushed down a hall. "Hold up. Ain't that- HEY LILLIE!" Jagex called out to her friend. She was following the guy in the body cast. Everybody gasped at how her eyes were completely swollen with tears. "What's wrong!?"

She couldn't stop crying. Everyone sat down with her to hear her through her muffled cries. She spoke through her hands, "There was –sniff- an accident…" She continued to bawl.

Violet stepped up onto the bench where Lillie was sitting and threw an arm around her. "An accident? What happened? And to who?"

Lillie stopped crying and hung her head as low as she felt physically felt possible. "…To James…" Everyone gasped, even Tear. Gaia quickly introduced Tear to the others while Lillie pulled herself together. She explained what she had gotten herself into and what Lola had done…and how James had saved her.

"That BITCH!" Violet punched the wall. The others started to tear slightly, in fear for their master.

At that moment, a nurse stepped out of a nearby doorway and walked up to the group. "Are you the pokemon of the burn patient that got hit by an electrical attack?" Everyone nodded. "Right this way please." She led them down a series of hallways. Lillie felt guilt the whole way through.

She thought to herself, "Oh what have I done…I showed an open weakness and my enemy attacked me while I was open wide. James taught me better…but he even took the attack for me…Why…Why would he sacrifice himself for me? He's supposed to be my master…I'd have to be the one to give my life for him!" She fought back tears until they reached a certain doorway.

In front of the door stood a very, very, tall man who was apparently a doctor. He had white scrubs on with a suit underneath. He had thick black glasses on and his hair was a mess. He spoke with an ironic sincere mood, "You are all his pokemon I presume?" They nodded. He grabbed a clipboard and flipped through it. He sighed and spoke reluctantly, "I wish I could tell you all the best possibility for this boy…But even that is not good. You see, he suffered so much electrical damage, we're afraid that it might have fried his nervous system. He'd be lucky enough to survive as a vegetable…" Everyone's hearts sunk. But Lillie's did not. It was destroyed. What had she done? Did she really kill her master? The one who stayed by her for all those years? The one who took care of her while she was sick? The one whom had cared for her since they met? As she came to, she found herself being held back by Gaia and Jagex. She was trying to enter the room. She finally calmed down and the two let her go. She hung her head crying. The doctor felt so sorry. He decided that he had to make her feel better somehow. "Listen…There is a chance that he might be ok…I'll let you go inside and stay by him ok?" He pointed to Lillie. She looked up and nodded through her tears. She pulled up a chair and kept an eye on her master who was now relieved of bandages and was in a hospital gown.


"So your telling me that he took the thunder for her?" Jagex was in a heated discussion with Gaia while Violet spoke to Tear, confessing about their loves. They'd occasionally send back a smitten look every once and a while. "But…Why would he do that? Im sure she could've taken it better then him!"

"Wait. Are you telling me you don't know?" Gaia looked flabbergasted.

Jagex raised a brow, "Know what…?"

Gaia sighed and sat him down. "Listen. It was long before they had met me or you, but Violet told me the story plenty of times. It was long ago when James and Lillie were visiting a factory that his father wanted him to participate in a tour for. She was still a cyndaquil and Violet was a nidoran. James was reluctant but he did it anyway. Well, as they toured, there was a punk pokemon, a treecko, who kept taunting everyone. Violet and Lillie wanted to teach him a lesson, but James told them to keep their tongue, the tour would be over soon. Well, as the tour went on, Lillie couldn't take him anymore. She told him to shut up and get out. He didn't take it too kindly. When it happened, they were next to these prototype electric wheels. He pushed her into one and it began to electrocute her. It took two minutes for them to get her out. By then, James kicked the living snot out of the treecko and trainer with nothing but his bear fists and legs. From that point on, she's been afraid of electricity. It'll stop her dead! That's why James took the blow for her. He didn't want to have her relive those horrible moments."


Lillie was remembering the story for herself. She looked out the window and saw that it was dark. The digital clock read 11:47 PM. She put her head back down on the bed. She was too tired to cry and was well out of tears. She thought of what an awful pokemon she was, letting her master do that for her. "He's going to be so angry when he wakes up..." She glanced over to her master. He looked much better, only with a scrape and bruise here and there. The doctor came in every once and a while and explained that he was healing miraculously fast. He said he was awfully wrong and they could expect a full recovery. This didn't cheer her up much. She thought to herself. "I don't deserve to be his pokemon…He's always been there for me…" She began to recall more memories. How when they were younger, he would put the umbrella over her instead of him when it was raining. She'd giggle as she blow dried him with a small ember. He'd always thank her afterward and pat her on the head. She remembered the first gym battle they ever won. He took her out to a fine restaurant for pokemon and spent all of his winnings on her. She remembered how he would read her a story to go to sleep when she was feeling sick, and even give her a bendy straw for her juice. She remembered how he would sleep next to her during a thunderstorm… Just so she wouldn't be scared. That's when she remembered him saying to her to her ear, "I'll always be there for you…I will protect you let it cost my mind, spirit, or body…I will." She glanced up to his sleeping face. That's when it hit her. She felt herself…falling in love with him. He's always been there. Always. She started to remember the happy times they had together, just them. How they would laugh, run, and play. She started to put on a thankful smile, her eyes still swollen. She whispered into the sheet next to him, "He kept his promise…And what have I done for him…I've never cooked a dinner for him…I've never cheered him on when he did something for us…All I've ever done was live in his lap of luxury. All I've had to do is win a battle here and there. But even then, he loved me…I'm so sorry James!" She began to cry again.

As she cried, she felt a familiar scratching behind her head that she couldn't ignore. She bent her head back and began to murr when she saw James sitting up and scratching her head. "Hey…don't beat yourself up! Cmon, cheer up. See? I'm all better!" He spoke with that goofy smile.

"J-J-James!? Is that you!? I mean. Are you ok!?" She sounded skeptical. She even placed her hand on the side of his face to make sure he was real.

"Well someone sounds happy! C'mere you!" He threw his arms around her as she rose. She couldn't believe it. He had been secretly listening to her the passed few minutes, so he decided to surprise her so she wouldn't bawl her eyes out again.

Unfortunately, she was too happy to hold back any tears. She hopped up onto the bed and threw herself on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and crying into his chest, "I was so scared! I thought that thanks to me, I lost you forever! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to start that fight. Please don't hate me!" Her tears flowed down his armpits as she wept. James was touched.

If any normal person had gone through the same scene, they would have just patted her on the head. But it was different for James. He was able to understand her. He listened to each word that was muffled through her cries. He thought sadly to himself, "Wow…I never knew she cared so much…I've always tried my best to protect her but…" He watched the tip of her head cry into his chest. Did she always care about him this much? He slowly ran his hand over her cheek. She peeked up. "Please…I'd rather of died from the thunder then see you cry…"

She didn't know what to say. She took her head from his chest slowly and raised it to where their noses were mere centimeters from each other. They gazed into each other's eyes completely silent. She ogled at his long brown hair glowing in the moonlight from the window. His amber eyes not budging from her view. "He's so handsome…" She mentally slapped herself. She couldn't fall for her master! It just wouldn't be right…But then again she remembered Violet telling her, "You'll find the right man soon." "Am I looking at him…?" She recalled every single one of her thoughts she collected minutes ago in a flash of an image. And here she was, admiring her master in all of his glory. The man who risked his life to make sure she was ok. The one who kept an eye on her, fed her, played with her, and made sure she was happy. She felt it in her heart. "I think I'm in-…in love~"

Little did she know, the same scenario was running through his mind. Over the years he watched her mature from a petite little cyndaquil to a majestic typhlosion. But it was now that he noticed her feminine details. Her curves that fit along his body as she laid on top of him. Her fairly sized breasts that rested on his mid-section. The bow that covered her neck. But what mesmerized him was her eyes. Her beautiful light blue eyes that, in turn, were gazing back into his. "She cares so much about me…and I never knew…" It was his turn to remember all the times she took care of him, protected him from wild pokemon, and even carried him when his feet were tired. "Am I falling in love…? No…that wouldn't be right. Society hates people who fall in love with their pokemon…Well…more like those who take advantage of their pokemon for their own pleasures. Oh hell. I don't care!"

That's when they both reached an agreement in their heads with their own selves. "…I'm in love…"

So there they laid, foot to foot, nose to nose admiring the one they loved, only a thin hospital blanket sheet separating them. But it was still complicated. "How am I going to tell him/her…" Lillie suddenly found James blushing. She felt herself blushing as well. The whole time, they had their hands on each other's hips.

Lillie quickly raised her body off of James, still sitting on him, and nodded apologetically. "I-I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to hop on you and…" She started to fidget. She couldn't think of an excuse. When she concluded that she couldn't think of anything, she confessed in a low tone, one that a human could understand, "Sorry…"

As she was about halfway down the bed, James grabbed her arm which had surprised her. She turned back expecting an answer from her master. "Hey umm…" He glanced at both sides of his bed. There was more then enough room for him. "It's late and I don't want you to sleep on the floor so…You can sleep next to me if you want." He spoke with a heart honest smile.

Lillie felt astounded. He was actually offering her to sleep with him? In his bed? It felt like a dream come true. "Are you sure?" She tilted her head which was full of skepticism.

"Its ok. Cmon." He skootched over so there was more then plenty of room for her. He patted the open area that was ready for her. She climbed back up and positioned herself aside him. Just before she put her head down, he quickly slid his only pillow underneath her head.

This caused her to blush. She began to push it back to him, "Oh no, it's ok." She didn't want him to be uncomfortable.

He pushed it back, "Cmon. I insist" Finally, she gave up and laid her head upon the incredibly soft pillow. She buried her head into it and looked back at James who was laughing slightly at her getting herself situated with the pillow. He laid his head down and gazed back at his friend. She gazed back as well. Their eyes locked once again. "Nighty night…" He yawned and closed his eyes.

"G-night…" She gave one final look at James. After a few minutes he began snoring. She only found it adorable. She leaned forward oh so slightly and pecked him on the forehead with a petite kiss.


Sound: Well hot damn Lillie o3o

James: o.o

Lillie: o//o

Sound: Cut scene please.

-curtains fall-