Chapter 10: Kira And Kurama

Well, I'm back again! This chapter was meant to be posted on Sunday, but I couldn't find the time to do it, so I'm stuck with posting it on Monday, which is meant for 'The Bonds We Share'.

Alas, I'll post it anyway, since it's been like 1 story per week for you guys, which is something that I don't prefer doing.

Other than that, I hope you enjoy this chaptaaah!

Harold entered the gym quickly with Andrew in holding on for poor life in his grip. Andrew could see the insides of the 'gym' that his master went to,

And boy, was it impressive.

The entire building was just one large, spacious exercise room, save for the restrooms and staff areas. There were multiple sections from Andrew's perspective, ranging from basic weightlifting to a small pool over in the far end.

Everything looked so organised, and organised it was. On the west side there were multiple rows of machines like treadmills and cycles which were spaced evenly, as though whoever placed them had an extreme case of the obsessive compulsive disorder. A sea of black dominated the east side as it was filled with what seemed like weights and the like. Dumbbells of various sizes intimidated Andrew, as much as the bulkier pokemon who effortlessly held them.

Andrew could even see a few female pokemon from the testosterone-filled room, with some ranging as a typical Machoke(ette), to an elegant Gardevoir, a kind that is not particularly seen doing things as taxing or as dirty as this.

The far end was separated into 3 even sections: the snack area, the sparring area and the pool itself. The snack area was conveniently placed next to the sparring area, for the pure reason that the pokemon who were resting could cheer and watch the sparring that happened nearby as they ate.

The entire place was brightly illuminated by the sun from the skylights that replaced the ceiling. The gym itself was very 'green' with how it used its electricity, as the treadmills and other workout machines were the only ones that were using it, everything else was powered by pure labour.

"So, do ya like it?" Harold waved over his claws over the entire room, maintaining eye contact with the observant Lucario.

"Hmm…aside from the overwhelming smell of sweat and humidity, I think I'm going to come to this place very often!...with your permission of course." Andrew smiled at Harold, averting the Blaziken's gaze from his own as he continued to look at the things that the gym offered.

Harold chuckled heartily, catching the attention of the nearby pokemon.

"Well then, I guess that this is what we're gonna do when I have you then!" He continued laughing, gaining even more attention as a crowd of eyes directed themselves to the slightly-built Lucario and the bulky Blaziken.

"My, my, bringing an apprentice to your hellish workouts Harry?" Came a female voice. Andrew looked behind him to find the source but he quickly collided with a soft, furry texture covering his face as his vision was filled with cream.

His moment of utter confusion was quickly dispelled as he heard her voice again.

"Well…aren't you the cheeky one! taking advantage of your small stature to abuse me!" The female cried out in mock despair. Andrew tried to recoil back in shock, but his efforts went into vain as a pair of arms constricted his movement. If anything, it pushed him deeper into the soft cushions of the female.

"Kurama! Let the boy go! He's had enough sexual harassment as it is!" Harold demanded.

"Aww, but he's so soft!" Kurama pleaded as she shook Andrew about, intentionally making his muzzle delve deeper into her 'soft cushions'.

'Who is this person?! And why am I feeling these soft…rounded…things-'

'Oh dear Arceus! Those are her breasts!'

"Let…mhrph…go!" Andrew's muffled screams reached the Blaziken and the mysterious Kurama. Andrew was thankfully pulled free from Kurama as Harold forcefully tugged on the scruff of his neck.

Andrew was suddenly greeted by a nine tails as his vision returned. The cream fur that obscured his sight was indeed hers, as well as that two, round and perky mounds of flesh that made themselves evident on her torso. In the middle of her chest was a large mass of fur that formed an upside down triangle inbetween the crevasse of her breasts. Her nipples were expertly hidden by another layer of cream fur whilst her lower torso donned very tight teal shorts.

Her ruby eyes inspected the Lucario's sapphire body, slowly observing every muscle he had as he did with hers. This 'Kurama' was actually well-built, as seen from her still-developing six pack, which was quite small, but evident nonetheless. Her hair was bunched into a ponytail, forming a 'tenth tail' if it got any longer from there on.

"So, what's your name kid?" Kurama asked.

"A-Andrew." He stuttered.

"Andrew, huh? I was expecting a much more handsome name, but I guess I'll have to make do with what I've got right now. After all, there's still the fact about your alluring body…" Kurama smirked.

"A-alluring?"

"Don't mind her, she's like that to every newcomer here." Harold patted Andrew's back roughly, snapping him out of her hypnosis-like trance. "Every guy here has the hots for her, but she always teases them, just to keep them here for longer. Did I mention that she's the manager of this place?"

"Hehe, you should have started with that last part." Andrew nervously chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. "So she's only doing this to keep them around?"

"Darn right."

"Hey! I'm right here you know !" Kurama pouted innocently. "Besides, I'm not doing it for fun! I really admire some of the hardworking people here! Perhaps if you were more hardworking, my little Lucario, I'd be all over y-"

"There she goes again." Harold huffed. He immediately headed to the west side with Andrew still being held on the scruff of his neck. Kurama is left alone in the sea of testosterone as she is rudely interrupted. A certain gleam shines in her ruby eyes as she eyes the Lucario who is being shamefully manhandled by the Blaziken.

'You've got some potential…'

Andrew was plopped down on beside a treadmill. His eyes gazed at the intricate machine as Harold slowly explained it to him.

"So this is a treadmill!" He pointed out to the mass of black and plastic. "This is basically a machine to help you with your endurance with: running, these buttons here on the dashboard are fairly simple, since it tells you what they do. There are two buttons on the left side, the top one makes the belt spin faster, making you run faster as a result! The bottom one does the opposite, which makes it go slower-but that's for Slowbros and the Slowking!"

Andrew listened intently, storing the precious information into his mind.

"The right side is the same, except for the fact that it increases the incline! What that means is that it lifts the conveyor belt so that it feels like you are walking/running uphill! Which is a much harder challenge!"

Andrew nodded, seemingly understanding the basics of the ordinary exercise machine.

Harold also explained the screen and what it does in a very descriptive length, which Andrew could understand somehow.

"Alright! We're done here! Now let's get on the treadmill!" Harold said as he hopped on the one beside Andrew's. Andrew was let go from Harold's grip and was placed on his own treadmill. His paws hovered over the large START button which was shown above the screen. He pressed them, and was surprised as a sudden jolt from the conveyor belt made him tense up.

"Well? Go on! Run! Walk! Anything to get those legs big and strong!" Harold said as he jogged in place as the conveyor belt spun at a fast pace.

Andrew booped the speed buttons a few times until he felt that he could easily run at that speed. Soon enough, he was enjoying the exercise that he was getting, relieved that he was able to work out whilst he was doing his job at the same time. His pace was rather fast, but it felt right for him.

Little did he know that a certain cream-coloured fox was hopping over to the treadmill on his other side...

"Wow! Harold! This…is…fun!" Andrew panted as he looked to Harold, who was surprised at the speed that the Lucario was going at.

'20! Isn't that the highest setting?! He doesn't even look like he's getting tired at all!' Harold thought. He subconsciously ran at the same speed as he watched the Lucario run at break-neck speeds, his arms stretching out behind him as his feet became a blur.

"I never…knew…that …running could be…so fun!" Andrew panted, smiling at the dumbstruck Blaziken. He looked away from Harold again as he focused on running, his entire power surging to his feet as they crashed on the treadmill, making it shake erratically as he ran at the highest speed.

Strangely, Andrew could feel another pokemon's fur brushing across his hips as he dashed in place. He looked towards Harold, but he wasn't paying attention to him at the moment, and the strange sensation came from his other side.

Andrew looked towards the pokemon on his other side and was greeted by the nine-tailed female that was Kurama once more, however, she looked more…enticing to say the least.

'W-…wow…' Andrew thought.

He could see her running at a leisured pace. Her body jumped on each step, causing her plump breasts to bounce and jiggle, lifting the veil of fur that covered her nipples (if Andrew was observant enough) for a short period before it came down again. Her face-or cheeks in particular, were red as her mouth was agape. Her tongue lolled out as she breathed heavily on her running (which seemed strangely relaxed), her eyes were half-lidded as she stared forwards. Her arms were bent as they swayed in the air, their positions fixed into place. Her bottom pushed outwards, showing the round-ness of her perfect behind.

Her ministrations alone were enough to hypnotise Andrew, maybe even more so when he saw Sarah.

This time, instead of a perverted Blaziken who was naked under her covers, who was unintentionally arousing him. He was ogling a perfectly toned ninetales who bore no hostility towards his being. A perfectly toned ninetales that was attracting his attention by simply working out, but she was doing it in such a sexually attractive way that it was enough to interrupt his running.

Oh, that's right. She completely distracted him, causing him to trip over due to his own legs losing focus.

"GWAH!" Andrew faceplanted the rubbed belt, causing him to tumble in place for a second before the treadmill spat him out on the marble floor behind it. Andrew slid across the shiny surface, his sweat and the non-existant friction of the floor dragging him across to the other row of treadmills.

One of which had another pokemon using it.

He collided with the butt end of the treadmill, causing a large, but short shockwave to shake the treadmill and whoever was using it at the moment. A yelp was heard as a blur of peach fur obscured Andrew's vision once more. A large weight pressed on his chest as he felt two smaller mounds of flesh push against him.

His body was crushed to the ground as the pokemon braced his chest for the fall. Andrew felt unsure if he felt a bone or two cracking or if he actually cracked the marble floor itself.

He preferred the latter.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" It cried. "Please don't get angry! I didn't mean it!"

'Another…girl?' Andrew thought.

Andrew pulled back the female so that he could breathe once more and to reveal the person who used him as a cushion for her fall.

His ruby irises stared at her grey eyes, he saw her orange hair drape between her eyes. Her muzzle was dangerously close to his, expelling hot air into his nose as he did the same, panting heavily at her. Andrew's eyes sauntered over to her white chest, where her perky-yet developing breasts were out in the open, it's fur stained by sweat. Her slim body sat upon his bulkier frame, her hips meeting with his as her paws held her upright by pushing down on his furry chest.

"U-Um…I'm sorry mister…" She whispered. Her eyes travelled down Andrew's own body, inspecting him as he did with her.

"It's alright. I'm the one at fault here." Andrew smiled.

"Nonono! I'm the one who fell on you! I'm the one who's in the wrong!" She replied.

"But I'm the one who caused you to fall in the first place."

"I guess you're right. So do you owe me an apology now?"

"I think I do…I'm sorry, uh…"

"My name is Kira!"

"Well, I'm sorry, Kira."

"I forgive you!"

"Hehe."

Andrew chuckled, Kira joined in as she giggled, sitting on top of him all the while.

"MY,MY…look at who's met my daughter…and in such an arousing position no less…" Kurama's words pierced through Kira and Andrew's happy atmosphere, causing the two to realise they position that they are in.

"O-Oh my…" Kira whispered. A small blush came to her soft cheeks as she stared at Andrew.

'So…enticing…don't you think?'

'Quit it! I'm not interested!'

'You may think that you're not interested in your head, but your other one says otherwise…'

'Oh sweet Arceus…she's sitting on it.'

'And she can already feel your size…'

'Can you shut up already!'

Kira shuffled about, causing unwanted stimulation for Andrew and herself. Her eyes never left his own as her hand held him like a vice. Andrew held her by the hips as he whispered to her.

"Stay calm…and it'll pass."

"I'm sorry…again."

"Me too." Andrew blushed. Kira's tail wagged furiously as her blush remained ever-present.

A few seconds after laying still, Andrew And Kira successfully parted themselves from each other. They stood beside each other, smiling sheepishly at the recent events.

"Well, that was fun." Andrew said.

Harold came next to Andrew and patted him on the back, roughly of course.

"Well, done, Andy boy!" He whispered to him.

"Well now, there's no point in me introducing my daughter to you once more, since you've already seen and met both of us." Kurama smirked.

Andrew's smile faded as his thoughts registered Kurama's sentence.

"Wait…"

"SHE'S YOUR DAUGHTER?"

And so, Kurama and Kira are born into the poke-world.

We'll be seeing more of them as the story progresses.

Which also brings up more shippings for Andrew!

Yaaaay!

Bai.