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Written for: See Pervious Chapters.
Prompts: See Previous Chapters.
Chapter 50
***The Following Morning***
Harry let out a soft groan as he blinked a few times as he slowly woke up thanks to the bright sun that shone right onto his face. Still half asleep Harry looked around the room only to realise that he was no longer in the living room sitting on Tatsumi's lap or even in his own bedroom.
Instead he was in a bedroom that gave off a very 'Tatsumi Feel' to it. The furniture in the room, an identical copy to what was in Harry's, was done in a dark rich coloured wood, the walls were painted in a calmly cream colour while the floor looked to be a mixture of greens and whites. A large heavy bookcase stood next to the desk, load with different kinds of books ranging from difference in subject, colour, thickness and size.
'I guess that I am in Tatsumi's bedroom. He must of brought me here when it got late and I was still asleep' Harry thought, only to blush as he suddenly realised that he was curled up in bed with his mate still. 'But...what was that noise that woke me up just as the sun hit my face?'
As if by magic a suddenly loud knocking sound came from down stairs. Hearing the sound again that had woke him up Harry tried to place it only for the sound of the doorbell being rang made him realise that someone was knocking on the front door. Turning to Tatsumi Harry rolled his eyes fondly when he found his mate was frowning in his sleep as he tried his best to ignore the sound.
"Someone is not ready to get up yet," Harry muttered to himself as he fixed his crooked glasses and got out of bed. "I better see whoever it is at the front door. Calem and Severus can enter the cottage without having to knock the door..."
Curiosity getting the better of him Harry slowly walked across the floor towards the doorway, doing his best to not wake his mate. As Harry reached the bedroom door the knocking paused for a few moments, allowing Harry time to answer it.
"Better answer the door before they walk away," Harry muttered to himself, he quickly checked to see if Tatsumi was still asleep, which he was, before turning and walking out of the bedroom.
Walking quickly down the hallway Harry made it to the top of the stairs in no time at all. As he looked down the stairs he could see the single figure of a person on the other side. The shape of the figure was of no one he knew so Harry decided to be extra careful. Slowly but carefully Harry made his way down the stairs towards the front door only for the person on the other side to start knocking once again just as he reached out to unlock and open the door.
"Hang on, I am about to open the door," Harry called out as he unlocked the door only to sigh in relief as the knocking stopped. Not wanting the person to open it again Harry quickly put the key away and opened the door only to blink in shock at the sight of the waiting person. "Joey? Not to sound rude or horrible or anything but what are you doing here? I would of thought that you should of been eating breakfast or just getting up."
Joey frowned in confusion as he stared at the supposedly chosen one. "What do you mean? Breakfast was a few hours ago...did you just get up or something?"
"A few hours?!" Harry said in shock as he began to wonder just how long he had slept for, the last thing he had known was that it was early to mid evening time. "What time is it?"
"Ten O'clock in the morning," Joey said bluntly as he watched Harry's mouth fall open in shock and surprise. "What was you doing after we parted ways that caused you to sleep so late?"
"It was one of the best night's sleep I had in a long time," Harry muttered to himself as he thought of the wonderful, warm and nightmare sleep he had just had. Joey's frown deepened as he found himself wondering if the maybe vessel of his One True Boss was sane. Harry ignored Joey's worried look and shot him a sheepish smile. "I am sorry Joey, guess I just needed that sleep is all, been though a lot lately. So, how can I help you?"
"I came over just like I said I would, did you know that after training yesterday with my Rattata I managed to get it to have perfect EV's?" Joey asked as he hid the calculating look in his eyes behind a look of young trainer innocence. "What about you?"
"Yesterday was my first Pokémon battle and with Whismur badly beaten up I decided to let her and Chad play and relax," Harry said as he stepped aside to let Joey, and unknowingly the danger he brought with him, into the cottage. "If it was not for that female trainer who gave me that strange potion spray then I would not of known what to do."
"Female trainer who gave you the strange potion spray?" Joey asked with a frown as he now stood inside of the cottage opposite Harry who was closing the front door. After a few seconds a light flashed on inside of his head. "Wait! Do you mean by any chance...are you talking about the temporary Boss?"
"If she had brown hair then yes, I am," Harry replied as he turned to face Joey, he motioned a 'follow me' action and turned to walk down the hallway with Joey following behind him as they headed towards the living room. "What do you mean by temporary Boss? Are you all in some sort of gang of sorts then?"
At Harry's questioning words Joey suddenly felt like hitting his head against the brick wall. He could not believe that he had not even been inside the cottage talking to the maybe Chosen one not even for a full five minutes before he had messed up. Biting back the urge to groan or run a hand over his face, knowing that any of these actions might give him a way Joey soldiered forwards.
"Yeah...she helps to run our little battle group while our main leader is away for a while," Joey said quickly while trying to cover his tracks. "She gives out free potions to heal your Pokémon with after every battle because our group is a big believer in the old story."
"Old story?" Harry asked as they entered the living room. Harry walked over to the same spot he and Tatsumi had been sitting on the night before and made himself comfortable. "Make yourself at home Joey...so this Old Story?"
"Yeah...it is pretty important for my battling group," Joey replied as he felt himself sweat. Somehow he had began to tell the truth without meaning to, the temporary Boss was going to kill him. "The story says that several centuries ago and in a far off land called Ransei where there are special people called Warlords who battle over land using Pokémon who they create a special bond with. The story goes that during this time there were great battles over land and kingdoms only they got worse as time went on and soon innocent people where being dragged into the fray."
Harry nodded his head slowly as memories and thoughts of the battles between Dumbledore and Voldemort. His mind began to wander and create the world that Joey described with his words. Pictures of old Japanese warriors and Lords flooded his mind along with ideas of just what sorts of Pokémon there could be in far off lands.
"One day a brave warrior rose through the ranks with their loyal Pokémon and a determination to put an end to the pain and suffering of both humans and Pokémon. After a couple of years and several long hard battles the great hero finally managed to put an end to the pain and suffering and bring about a time of peace, joy and prosperity," Joey said only to pause as he tried to work out just how he could tell the maybe Chosen one the truth without breaking any of the rules that his temporary Boss had set. Finally he decided to hide the truth within a story. "But the hero had suffered a great lot and just a few months later he passed on...yet this is only half of the story."
Harry frowned and leaned forwards slightly. "What is the other half of the story?"
Joey nodded his head, it was obvious to Harry that he was on a roll. "Yeah, they say that during the hero's journey he ran into a strange but powerful Pokémon trainer who cursed him. It is said that the curse was meant to force the spirit of the hero to steal another person's body when his body died and kick the other person's spirit out of the body or at least to the side where they would not be a bother."
"Amazing," Harry said softly with wide eyes, soft creaking sounds alerted Harry to the fact that Tatsumi, Chad and Whismur were finally getting up. "Are there people out there who really believe this story?"
"There are, in fact I there are groups of Pokémon trainers, myself and my group included, who is searching for the body that the hero's spirit will decide to take over so they can pledge their undying loyalty to him," Joey answered as he tried to bite back a wince as he realised just how much information he was giving away. "Do you think that the story is true?"
"Well...it is an interesting story," Harry said with a thoughtful expression on his face. "And...well this is what you believe so...but personally I am not sure. Though I do know that all myths, legends and old stories always has a grain of truth in them somewhere. Maybe this one is true but it just got blown out of proportion? What if instead of the hero's spirit being forced to steal another body to use it could mean that he might be reborn multiple times and each time the hero will help the world in some way?"
Joey frowned. "I had never looked at the old story like that before Harry...maybe you are right. From everything I know...and if I combine it with your theory then it fits, a scarily close and well fitting fit. You have given me food for thought...I wonder what the others will say when I tell them this."
"Maybe they would like it because it would mean that the hero will not be painted in such a dark and evil light?" Harry suggested kindly, not wanting to ruffle any feathers. "If you really are not sure but want to tell someone then why not do what I used to do? Tell just one single person about your idea, see how they react and go from there? I know that several times I have been surprised at how they reacted. Then again...what I am saying is only guess work and my own thoughts so I am most likely way off of the mark."
"Do not say that, you have put forwards several good points," Joey said sharply as his frown deepened. "It is just that some members of the group can be a little stubborn, close minded and prefer the darker side of the story you know? I guess I will just have to have a quiet talk with someone who has an openish mind."
Suddenly the sound of someone coming down the stairs reached the pairs ears causing their conversation to come to an end. A few seconds later a still half asleep Tatsumi entered the room yawning. As Tatsumi's sleepy eyes scanned over the room Joey noticed that they gazed at Harry with tender and unconditional love only for them to land on him with a sudden hardness to them that it had him gulping in fear.
"Err...Hi? I am Joey...remember me from yesterday?" Joey said as he shot Harry an unsure look. "I did say that I would be visiting and I promise you that we were not doing anything...I know from what I saw yesterday going on between you two that you are together and-"
"Shut up, I have not had my morning coffee yet," Tatsumi grumbled as he turned and continued to walk down the hallway.
"Sorry, I guess that Sumi is just not a morning person," Harry said with a sheepish grin as he shot the spot his mate had been in just moments before an amused look. "He is most likely getting coffee right now."
As if to back up Harry's words the sound of a kettle being boiled reached their ears. Playfully rolling his eyes Harry stood up and walked towards the hallway doorway, at the memory of his mate standing in the doorway, grumpy, still half asleep and in need of his caffeine fix Harry could only find one word that came to his mind. Adorable. In the future if Harry came downstairs first he was going to make sure that there was a steaming hot mug of coffee waiting for his mate in the mornings.
"Sumi!" Harry called out as he reached the door and poked his head out into the hallway. Thanks to the layout of the cottage he could see Tatsumi moving about the kitchen making two strong cups of coffee while Chad and Whismur was still missing, the pair were most likely upstairs causing some kind of mischief. "Joey here was telling me about this story that took place in a land called Ransei and this hero's spirit who is looking for a new body. What do you think of the story?"
Harry watched and waited as Tatsumi finished making two strong black cups of coffee. Without blinking an eye Tatsumi quickly swallowed the first cup of coffee, ignoring the fact that it was boiling hot.
'The heat of the coffee must not bother him because of his sort of not alive status' Harry thought as he watched the caffeine slowly work its way through Tatsumi.
"I know of that story," Tatsumi said, loud enough for both Harry and Joey to hear him but not loud enough for it to be thought of as shouting. "I did some research into that old story because it came up in my job."
"Really? What did you find out?" Harry asked as he watched Tatsumi slowly sip his second cup of black coffee while he started to make a third cup of coffee. As Harry waited for Tatsumi to reply he found a sudden thought hitting him. 'Tatsumi's a Shinigami so part of his job would be collecting spirits of people...maybe he ran into the hero's spirit and guided it to the right place in the afterlife.'
Tatsumi finished his second cup of coffee and turned to face his mate. This time in Harry's eyes he looked much more awake and with it. The look of disappointment and relief on Tatsumi's face made Harry have second thoughts and wonder if Joey should really hear this. The decision was made for him as within the second Tatsumi spoke causing Joey's world to come crashing down around him.
"While the story about the hero from Ransei rising up and saving the land is true the part about his wandering spirit is false. It turned out to be something of a rumour that a group of kids started so they could make some money off of the tourists who had more money than sense. Why do you ask?"
Before Harry could even open his mouth Joey bolted out of the living room and towards the front door. A mess of words fell from Joey's lips as he struggled with the front door key and the front door before he finally opened it a few seconds later.
"I am sorry! But I have to go now," Joey said quickly as he slammed the door open harshly. "Something just came up, talk to you both later!"
With those words Joey fled out of the cottage and slammed the front door behind him. Harry let out a silent groan and shot his mate a pointed look only to receive a blank look in return as Tatsumi finished his second cup of coffee and started on his third one.
"What is wrong with him?" Tatsumi asked, only to spot Harry's put out look. "What? Was it something that I said?"
Harry let out a low groan and ran a hand over his face. "Remind me to never let you near visitors in the morning until after you have had several cups of coffee."
"Fine by me," Tatsumi replied with a grunt of agreement. "I still do not know what I did wrong. I was only answering a question that you asked me. Is the kid one of those who believed in the old story and the hero's spirit movement between his body to another one?"
"Yups, he is, along with the whole group we saw yesterday."
"Damn it, there goes the neighbourhood then."
To Be Continued...
I blame Joey the youngster trainer and his perfect EV Rattata for the Joey from my story! Also the land of Ransei and the warlords and such is not mine. It is from the Pokémon Conquest game, but one or two parts I changed a bit so they'd fit into the story more.
