The cool night air was a nice change of pace from the stuffy atmosphere most other evenings brought on. It was past midnight, and two of Team Fate's members were awake. Glave and Zero lay staring at the ceiling in the dimly lit room. Only the leader knew he wasn't the only conscious entity in the room. The grass-type had trouble sleeping, and the human resisted it.
Zero's bio mods were overloaded from the previous day's mission, and they'd likely wake him up but leave his control sleeping if he dozed off. He was concerned about the aura spike that would wake up Cerulean if he wasn't careful. His focus was pulled toward his short partner's bedsheets as they rustled. The grovyle slinked out of the house.
[Now that's interesting.] Zero silently teleported onto the rounded roof of Team Fate's house. The structures in the tourist district were all large, round buildings covered in straw at the top. Advent Town had the resources to turn the entire district into top-tier condominiums if the right Pokémon wished it so. While visitors were rare, the houses remained outdated to make outsiders feel at home.
Glave walked casually along the sidewalk. He didn't look around as if he was concerned with anyone seeing him. Deciding to ask what was going on Zero teleported behind him. A splitting sensation expressing more similarity to discomfort than pain filled the human's head as his feet touched the ground.
[No!] He teleported again, this time far outside Advent Town's walls. Glave turned in surprise, but no one was there.
Before Zero could get his bearings, he fell into a body of hot water. Thrashing about recklessly, he surfaced and regained his composure. His vision contained a pink film altering his sight, but he could still discern colors that contrasted it and easily make out shapes. Looking around, his heart fell into his stomach.
Eleven Pokémon had either been swimming along the edges of the hot spring or resting just outside its boundaries. All of them were eeveelutions.
"You gotta be ki-" His chest tightened hard enough to force a short exhalation. Doubling over from his biological modifications' crippling pressure, the overpowered young man slammed his head into the water. He resurfaced with a few more strands of sanity.
It wasn't worth wasting time analyzing what Pokémon were present among the eleven foxes. Zero, staggering in the water, moved toward the edge of the spring to get out.
"Good first impressions go a long way in my family, sweety," a Pokémon called. Zero turned and his heart sank some more. The blue sylveon continued, "if you're still in there, take this and teleport us. I'll get you fixed up and we can come right back, 'kay?"
Despite the playfulness her voice alluded to, she was genuinely concerned. She offered one of her feelers to him and waited to see if he'd take it. Zero only looked back as he had one final battle for control of his body. He snagged the appendage Kira provided him.
"Kira... Gah... If I take-" He growled in effort to finish speaking, "I'll- are you ready!?"
She smiled fondly and nodded. The soft expression broke into one of surprise as she looked to her side, but it was too late.
There was no sign of the hot spring or the other eeveelutions. Just Zero, Kira, and a Leafeon.
"Esuna!" The improperly colored sylveon scolded her sister. The grass-type had placed her front paws on her sister's side. There was no time to push her off before the human teleported. "Wait, Zero!"
She turned back to see what his condition was. Flinching as a blur shot past her face, the fairy-type opened her eyes to see her sibling tumbling over the male they'd both mated with previously. The two rolled to a stop, leaving the grassy vixen lying on her back with the lust-fueled human on all fours over her.
"Stop!" Kira fired four ribbons toward the pair but they all stopped a few feet short of their target. The shiny feline blushed at the human and Pokémon forcefully making out. "O-oh." She said quietly. Within seconds her face wasn't the only part of her rising in temperature.
Foreplay was often omitted from Zero's uncontrolled mating sessions. At the moment, his body acted on its own as he forced his mouth against his Leafeon victim's maw. Surprise managed to break its way into his dulled senses when she opened her mouth. His tongue performed its own expedition, running over her pointed teeth and the top of her mouth. She closed her lips on the exploratory appendage, sucking it and swirling her own around it.
The human clutched the female's chest, dragging her down so something other than their faces were aligned. He thrust into her and a muffled thump filled the silent night. Zero looked down in shock when he was prohibited from entering his prey. His clothes were still on, something that happened often in his rushed form. The leafeon under him began giggling at his mistake, but the thunderous cracking of a tree being split in half silenced her. She maneuvered her head up to see the thick oak fall in two separate directions. When she turned to look at her oppressor in fear, she was met with bare skin and prodding at her lower mouth. A whimper became a moan when she was penetrated by the experienced male atop her for the second time in her life.
"You horny bitches!" Kira pouted. Her leafy sister was too short her Zero to do anything with her other than nail her. "Since there's an opening~"
The human's arrhythmic impacts generated enticing sounds when his worthy length entered her. She was roughly the same size as her sister, and neither of them was born to accommodate a human with an above-average member. The suction sounds accompanying the sloppy wet grinding were a direct consequence of their anatomical difference.
His attention was broken by a third party. Strutting in front of him, the blue sylveon pouted in his face.
"You're a real lady's man, aren't-" Her eyes widened as she coughed. Four vines wrapped around her throat and dragged her head to the ground. Zero stopped his thrusting and growled at her deeply. "Oh- hell no!" She sputtered through her constricted throat.
Four ribbons wrapped around Zero's neck. She growled back, easily winning the contest for most fearsome. Her efforts were rewarded with an unamused look. Lightning lit up the area, shocking Kira and forcing her feelers to go limp. Both of them flinched at the shriek coming from under his body. The human followed it up with a gasp. The grassy feline under him, albeit resistant to electric attacks, had a new kind of lightning rod inside her when he'd attacked. Her body tightening up gave Zero a nice surge of stimulation.
Having lost his focus, the vines holding down the fairy-type intruder receded, and she stood to leave the vicinity and wait for him to regain his sanity. She took one step away and a hand gripped her back-right leg and pulled her back. The forceful loss of balance made her fall on her chest, front legs sprawled out in the direction she faced. Stone slabs were pulled from the ground nearby and impaled the earth, pinning the blue fox down.
"Now you want it!?" She rolled her eyes. "Men."
Her opinion changed when his thrusting continued. Each time he buried himself in the moaning leafeon beneath him, he gave her pussy a thorough lick. It wasn't the most pleasurable feeling a male had ever given her, but the sylveon wasn't complaining. Her sister, on the other hand, squealed. Since she didn't know the civilized language well, the human just heard a loud Pokémon cry, not that he was in any condition to contemplate it. He was in the condition to contemplate her pussy applying an iron grip to his cock, however. Her vaginal muscles did their best to push his intrusive girth out of her tight entrance as she slammed into her climax while he slammed into her cervix.
A light trickle of semen poured from inside Zero's body to the inside of the Leafeon he finished violating. He panted as he rolled off her. Noticing the rocks next to his head, he frowned and found his aura was connected to them. He pulled them aside and found Kira lying on her side. Her expression foretold a bit of boredom, but it was clear she was upset.
"Done already?" She looked away.
"Sorry... But no, I'm not." Zero stood, holding his head still.
"Oh? There's a surprise." Kira scarcely masked the eagerness in her voice.
"I had a... really big battle yesterday. Today. Before the sun went down." He distractedly corrected himself. "I was trying to keep control, but I got careless and teleported a few times in town... That's when I snapped." His ragged breath prevented him from speaking clearly.
"I guess I could let you off easy. Or, I could make you work for it~!" She prepared to evade him. While it was playful banter, she wanted to get back at him for blowing her off to fuck her sister. A twinge of remorse settled in when she told herself it wasn't his choice, but she quickly disregarded it.
Kira didn't get two steps away before she was lifted off the ground. Psychic powers tossed her into Zero's arms. He kissed her and the negativity she felt disspated.
"Making me taste my sister's saliva and my cute little cunny's fluid. You're such a naughty boy~"
"Work on your connotations. Cute, little, and 'cu-' that one lose their effect when you say fluid right after." Holding her against him, he started walking.
"Hey- no, stop! God, do not fuck me against a tree again." She rolled her eyes and squirmed. "Unlike you, my back gets sore when I hit something really hard."
"Did I do that last time?" He asked absentmindedly. She looked insulted.
[Fuck... Maybe she'll accept I'm just tired, but she's getting angrier.]
He held her out from his body, hands under her front legs.
"Alright, your highness. How do you want to get railed this splendiferous evening?"
She blushed lightly.
"That's more like it. Now..." She stared past his shoulder thoughtfully. "I have four legs, I don't see why you don't fuck me like it."
"Yeah, I'm naughty."
Zero tossed her and she prepared to complain before even landing, but her paws landed on what felt like satin. Kira looked down in surprise and found countless softly glowing feathers in a pile, forming a small bed for her.
"Feather dance. Normally it'd cling to you and soften your punches, that kinda stuff. I disabled it for this."
"Why do you have so much control right now?" She had no trouble asking once she realized what she questioned him about was true.
"For what it's worth, I could probably function normally in a fight right now. My bio mods just have some leftovers up there I guess. In terms you can understand, I'm just really ho-... aroused right now."
"One more question."
"Really aroused." He repeated impatiently.
"Before you teleported us, you said my name. I never told you it."
Zero knelt and reached toward her. Grabbing one of her ribbons, he drew it to his lips and kissed it the way a knight would honor a princess.
"I think it'd be more romantic if you stopped talking."
It was likely one in the morning, but Glave didn't have any way of knowing. He wandered almost aimlessly; nothing of his interest would be open at that time.
[Maybe I'll be able to sleep after a walk like this.] He sighed.
The grovyle's mind had been restless since the mission was wrapped up the day before. There were a lot of things bouncing around his head that he wished would leave. Mr. Cyan's young granddaughter being- the pop that rang out when Glave slapped himself disrupted his thoughts. He continued to travel with no intended destination.
His feet carried him to a familiar part of town. He stood in front of Volt's house. Frowning, he found that being there at that hour gave him a feeling of impossibility; the lights were off, as they should be, and the family was asleep. The walk continued.
There was an ugly asymmetry to Advent Town's design. The East side, the residential district, was far more advanced than the tourist district. Ironically, there were no streetlights. There were small shops scattered here and there that constantly had some light source filtering out from within them. Many houses, although all lacked a front porch and a yard, still had an outside light, most of which were illuminated.
[Everything is... the same, but it's so different. Change occurs fast, doesn't it?] Glave questioned the world. Volt's house had been his peaceful home, and suddenly every day was dangerous. He was never scared though. Nervousness was its own thing, albeit it never was until Zero came around. As strong and dependable as the potential sole survivor of the human race was, being around him gave the grovyle a sense of danger.
[Do I really think that?] His heart sank. He liked the human and hated the adversity Zero faced from Advent Town's citizens. Even still, he'd defeated Suicune in combat twice now, and one of them had been completely on his own. [If the town pushes him over the edge...]
The thoughts became sickening.
[I get it now. Why the Mayor said he had to let Zero stay. We're really helpless against him...]
"You have less than two seconds to either say you're my guardian angel or that you're stalking me before I burn you to death."
"What?" He looked around to find the voice.
"Damn, Glave. That's cold. You don't even know where I live anymore?"
Shuffling sounds drew the grass-type's attention to a charmeleon climbing out of a window.
"Cindy..."
"C'mon, let's go on a date." She was as straightforward as always.
"What?" He asked, already following her slow pace. "It's really late, Cindy. You should be asleep."
"Ditto, doofus," she rolled her eyes. "I overheard more gossip about Zero than usual this evening. You guys do something special?"
Glave winced at the mention of his leader. Was he a bad Pokémon for thinking the way he did?
"There was a really rough mission today. It kinda messed me up a bit. I think it's mostly confidential, but you won't tell anyone anything I say, right?"
Cindy raised an eyebrow.
"You're kidding? You seriously are gonna let me in on something for once?" Her expression fell. "That must mean it's bugging you bad."
"Super effectively."
The pun made her smile. Glave felt a small shard of success when he saw her face crinkle from behind her.
He proceeded to go into detail. He didn't mention what specifically the young victim of yesterday's mission was, but he let her know she was going through things ninety percent of Pokémon never think about. The effect seeing her cut open had on Glave was commented upon as well, which led them to where they were now.
"...I... Don't think I could sleep after that either. I don't really feel anything too intense right now, but I'm sure if I had been there... How did the others take it? That... human? And the lucario?"
For once, Glave didn't jump on someone for expressing negativity toward Zero.
"Cerulean, the lucario, was shell-shocked like me. I heard a few 'oh shit's and 'dear God's along the way. Not much she could've done about it."
"And the other one?"
"He... he brought her back from the dead. Isn't that enough?" Glave averted his gaze from his childhood friend's watchful eyes. They were scanning him, something she used to do, although never with such intensity.
[What's had her so riled up these last few times we met?]
"You already told me that. How did he react when he saw her attacked? Hell, what was his reaction when you got there and he saw the poor girl lying on the ground?" Cindy pressed her companion sternly.
"What do you want me to say? He was quiet. Didn't talk a lot, just did things. For the most part, he's the strong, quiet type, but he talks a good deal when prompted."
The grass-type still defended his teacher. He'd learned countless moves under him, and Zero had never displayed any offensive behavior.
"I guess... you've just changed since you two met. Or hell, maybe I have and I've just hardly seen you." Her eyes grew heated. "But the Glave I knew never showed fear. It sounds to me like you're scared of your own teacher. Or maybe yourself, or me, or something, but damn if you don't keep your tail between your legs now." The words had a sharp edge.
"You said you guys have a day off tomorrow, right?"
"I'm not sure. I think it's up to Zero."
"You don't get to-"
"Drop it." He cut in with a weak glare.
"Well, isn't the annual expedition in two days?"
"Technically one day since it's tomorrow right now."
"Is it absurd for me to go with you?"
The question nearly knocked the wind out of Glave. Deep down, whether he knew it or not, he'd hoped his fiery friend wouldn't ask that question.
"Cindy..."
"Oh, Zero won't let me?" She raised an eyebrow in a you-see-my-point-yet manner. "Maybe someone should have a talk with him."
"Why don't you get it? This rescue team wasn't formed on normal terms. We've met two legendaries and run the risk of losing our lives on every mission. Most of our orders come directly from the Mayor for crying out loud while most rescue teams see him once a month if they're lucky. I'm on a team with someone who could turn Advent Town to dust and someone who tried, so there's the pressure of knowing I'm the weakest link. I come home tired every day, and I've gotten sprayed with attract and had to fuck-"
The grovyle tried to stop breathing and cough at the same time, which resulted in a violent form of the latter. His chest hurt when he looked up at Cindy.
"You... what?" Her tail flame must've been burning half as bright as three seconds ago. Glave hadn't realized how much light it was giving off until it died down. Her eyes were shocked, as though she'd been hit with a plot-twist attack from an ally.
[Damn!] He examined her wildly. All of his brain was trying to figure out what would happen next. She bit her lip, not before Glave could see it start trembling. [No!]
"Y-you did what?" The charmeleon stepped back. Heartbreak wasn't a good look on the naturally arrogant species. Luckily, it was soon replaced with anger. "Finish your sentence, Glave."
Gritting his teeth, the grass-type refused to speak.
"I've read about attract." Her voice was rising. "It comes in different forms, yeah? Psychics implement it through brain waves, poison-types use a special toxin that makes a victim horny, fairy-types emit pheromones that make their targets wanna fuck their brains out, and bug types use a gaseous chemical that serves as an aphrodisiac when inhaled."
The alternation between street talk and official terminology made the situation scarier.
"You said you were sprayed. Sounds like a bug-type. I know that much, you may as well tell me the rest." The volume of her voice had lowered, but she walked toward him and spoke in a hollow tone. He stepped back every time she did the opposite.
"Y-you've got it wrong..." Glave looked around, not knowing why, but searching for anything to help him out of the situation.
"Sounds like you don't want me to know. That means something happened with real consequences. For instance, something with someone I know."
Although they were pointed at the ground, his eyes narrowed. Suddenly, he was focused and it felt like he had all the time in the world to decide upon the thought that came into his head. That time wouldn't be needed. The decision was made almost as soon as he asked himself the question.
"Are... A-are you really gonna make me say it?"
"Five."
[Shit! Why are you so mad!?] Glave's mind had become wild, but his body was rigid as it backed away from her still.
"Four."
[You asked for this.] He balled his fists up lightly, letting them go before Cindy could take notice.
"Three."
"I think you're jealous."
Silence followed the words. Both sets of footsteps halted, and nothing disturbed the moon quietly shining down on them.
"Come again?"
"I-I think you're jealous."
"...Maybe you're right. Wanna tell me who I'm jealous of?" She stepped forward again.
In an instant, the grovyle found the situation was playing to his advantage. He didn't want to face her, so he wasn't. However, the action's source could be mistaken.
"There was no one, okay!?" Finally meeting her eyes, his face was hot from the guilt of lying. She didn't know that, though. She opened her mouth to speak. "Ah-ah, no! You want to know so bad; I was gonna say fucking mastur..." His hesitation was genuine, and since he'd normally stall on sexual topics, the break made for the best acting. From body language to facial expression, Cindy showed nothing but uncertainty.
"But..."
"So..." Purposely making it loud enough to notice, Glave took a deep breath. "I think you're jealous. Because I took care of it myself instead of coming to you." He stepped toward her shakily. She only perceived assertion with a blush.
"What are you doing? You look stupid." The charmeleon's face didn't represent her words.
"You sure know a lot about attract. I know fire-types raise their body temperature to sweat and generate an odor with their musk, utilizing pheromones simultaneously. The fact that you know so much about other types makes me think you surely know about your own? Actually, I'd venture to say you've been trying to learn it."
Like predator and prey, he had her right where he wanted her. Her expression finally cracked into a flustered blush.
[Kiss her.] Instinct spoke. It wasn't that he desired a kiss from her in such a tense moment, but it would wrap up his performance. Leaning in, the grovyle closed his eyes as he reached for her hips.
His face hit the ground and he rolled over. It hurt on both sides. He slowly climbed onto his hands and knees and looked at Cindy. She still appeared somewhat flabbergasted, but she rubbed the back of the hand she'd used to slap him while looking away.
"You're hopeless at talking to girls. Flirting, whatever. Goodnight, Glave." She turned and began walking. Looking over her shoulder, she added, "If you do get a chance, come by my house tomorrow." Her claws tapping the concrete sidewalk pierced the otherwise silent night.
Glave stood with a hefty breath and held his side. Not even sure why it was in pain, he decided to head home.
[Was... She always like that? I think she'll be okay now, at least.]
His tired legs carried him towards the tourist district, matched only in exhaustion by his mentality after the social exertion of his dramatic performance.
[Please, Arceus, give us a day off tomorrow.] He prayed.
A blue sylveon lay panting on her back. Her top hindleg was lifted, and a leafeon lapped away at her crotch, salvaging what she could from the interaction between Kira and Zero. The human laid next to the scene, paying it no heed, looking only at the stars above.
"Y-you're not- ah~ turned on?" The fairy-type asked him.
"I just went two rounds after a long day. What else do you look for in a man?" He semi-joked. "Or are you getting at the kinky sibling thing? I might be human, but I live and breathe Pokémon air. Nothing surprises me about what's going on over there."
It was true. Pokémon in the wild frequently came into sexual contact with relatives. Before they were all killed, humans were joked about by the stronger set of animals for not doing it.
A squeal indicated the feline's fourth orgasm that night, or at least since Zero had arrived at the hot spring. She kicked her leafy sister in the head.
"God, that's enough already you horny bitch!" It was hard to take her seriously thanks to the squirming audible even in her voice.
Esuna, the leafeon, giggled and said something in her uncivilized language before lying down facing Kira. She pressed her nose against her sister's briefly and shut her eyes with a smile.
"She's more playful than when I met her."
"She wasn't looking to get pounded into the dirt when you met her."
"What changed?"
The should-be pink Pokémon giggled at the joke.
"Since you're calmed down now, what happened yesterday?" Turning away from her instantly snoring sibling, Kira faced Zero, who opened his right eye to look at her.
"I failed my job, that's what."
The girl perked up tentatively, but Zero just shook his head to signify it wasn't as bad as it sounded.
"A few days before the attack on Advent Town... Oh, I guess you wouldn't know about that. Anyway, a little girl was kidnapped. She wasn't retrieved until my team's mission yesterday."
"That's incredible! You guys got to save her. It's sweet-"
"She was a first-stage evolution turned into a sex slave and used for the entire time she was missing. I had to kick her parents' asses and bring her back from the dead to get her back home." The human spoke wearily.
"That's... not funny."
"Hm. That's weird, it should be. They say the truth is, after all."
Kira looked away. She was a sex addict and didn't bother hiding it. Her body count was higher than the rest of her family, but she defended the hell out of her little siblings when they were still eevees.
"That's awful." She said coldly.
"About two months ago, I left my patrol radius of Advent Town to retrieve the Mangekyo and convince its creators to give me the deed to it." Zero's tone betrayed the notion that he didn't care how much his Kira understood, but he avoided telling her what the weapon was and who invented it. "In that time, there were a few events that happened to Advent Town. The place hadn't seen stuff like that for all the years I've silently watched. For a kidnapping to occur, followed by that full-on attack a few days later... Sorry, I'm just talking to myself here." The human shook his head.
"You think someone orchestrated the attacks?"
"...I don't want to say. But, yeah. I do." He spoke as quietly as possible. His whispery voice did its best to avoid any outside listeners, but he knew there was no mastermind simply hiding behind a tree. "No one in the whole town knew about me, though. Most Pokémon I've faced don't really know about me. Tons assume I'm using an illusion to appear human, and only Voltage could've remembered I existed."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. You're way smarter than other humans I met."
"No, it's alright. I shouldn't be talking about gloomy BS like this."
"Can I... ask you something?"
"You just did."
"You're annoying. But... what's it like being on a rescue team? Wild Pokémon like me that understand society think of teams like yours as heroes. Refined, prestigious knights that swoop in and save children, damsels, injured Pokémon, you name it. I'll admit most of my family think of other Pokémon in general as jackasses, but that's just wildlife."
"If I had to guess, I'd say it's a job. We work, we come home tired. Even the whole "saving Pokémon" schtick is just part of the job. Deep in my heart, I'm glad I can save Pokémon, but it doesn't feel like some out-of-the-way, extraordinary feat."
"You sound like a veteran. I thought you just started?"
"I'd rather not go through my whole story again. I've had to do it a lot since being accepted into Advent Town. I'll tell you another time, okay?"
Zero stood up to leave. His bio mods were completely flushed out, but his body still ached for rest. His clothes that he'd re-equipped after his lust spree were cold and damp, not to mention dirty.
"Oh. You don't want to come back to the hot spring?" Crestfallen, the sylveon pouted and turned her head away.
"I'd better not. I'll wait until they forget about me so I can make a real first impression." Temporarily wearing a grin, the human frowned when he saw her face.
"Alright then. I'll let you-"
"W-wait. Before you leave, I want to ask you something else. How... How hard would it b-be for me to join your team?" Kira's throat tightened. She wasn't shy in the slightest, and timid-natured was an antonym for her being. At the moment, she sounded like a child asking a parent something they already knew the answer to.
"Obviously not."
The blue sylveon flinched at his blunt words, though they didn't match her question.
"I'm on permanent thin ice. If I try to bring an outsider into town to recruit for my team, suspicion will be off the charts. Aside from that, we're not a normal rescue team. Or at least, our purpose varies from other teams. Cerulean's just there to be there, but Glave is specifically there so I can train him and make him as strong as his father. Underneath, we're only a rescue team through our daily activities. The 'team' is a cover-up for letting me stay in the town, plus it's supposed to boost my reputation with the citizens in the long run."
"Yeah... I mean, I already knew you'd say no. The reason was pretty much why I asked."
"I need to leave, Kira." He expressed with tired eyes.
"Mhm. Goodnight."
"Yeah. 'Night."
A millisecond later there was no evidence he'd ever been there, save for the minuscule amount of his reproductive fluids inside both eeveelutions.
Kira looked at her softly snoring sister and sighed.
"I don't even know where we are now," she bemoaned.
Glave opened the door to his team's house. Zero popped into existence as the grovyle made it into the bedroom and their eyes met. Both of them looked at Cerulean's sleeping form, choosing to say nothing to avoid running the risk of disturbing her. The males climbed into their respective beds. They briefly resumed looking at the ceiling as they'd done over an hour ago before falling asleep.
The grass-type woke without wanting to. His stomach ached, and his body was deeply sore from the fight the day before. The latter discovery was made when he tried to sit up, involuntarily groaning and collapsing into the bed once more.
"You two aren't looking so good," Cerulean yawned, crossing one arm over her head as she stretched. "You need to get laid."
Both males became uncomfortable for their own reasons. Realizing an important decision was left to be made, the two Pokémon on the team turned to their leader tentatively.
"...What?" Zero rubbed an eye. "I'm not sleeping with you two."
"Not that." Cerulean rolled her eyes. "Are we going on a mission today or not? Yesterday was a drag, but..."
"We know there are still Pokémon that need saving." Glave looked at the ground. Conviction gripped him as he considered his desire to take things easy while others were in trouble.
"We shouldn't 'relax' today."
Both Pokémon felt crestfallen and guilty at the same time.
"Think of it as a day to recuperate."
Glave lifted his head. Cerulean kept her head down to mask the growing smile on her face, but the slight wagging of her tail revealed her thoughts.
"Team Luck isn't the only rescue team. If that isn't enough for you, we're not going to be able to perform efficient operations while we're still sore and tired. Another reason? Yesterday was life-threatening and stressful, not to mention a first gore-filled experience for some of us. Still not happy? The expedition is tomorrow. We don't need to go and look unnecessarily incompetent in front of every other rescue team."
"T-tomorrow! Mr. Draco said it was 'around the corner,' what-"
"I saw a flyer for it before accepting our mission yesterday. Besides, Cream made sure to let me know about it a while ago." He squinted. "A while ago... I don't think it was that long ago. Time feels like it's moving faster than it is," he sighed. "The Mayor is busy, I expect his sense of time to be a tad off now and then."
"Oh... So, is there anything you want us to do?" Glave asked anxiously.
"Not off the top of my head. You look like you have somewhere you want to go."
"You can go. You don't get that much time to hang out with your friends anymore. Cerulean, go socialize or sleep all day. It's up to you."
"What about you?" Cerulean raised an eyebrow at Zero. "Do you already have plans?"
"Yeah, I do. I'm gonna work on recharging the Mangekyo. I can pour excess energy into it to increase its recovery, but it does increase the time-reversal applied to my body."
"Is... that safe?" Glave questioned him worriedly.
"Yeah, if I'm not trying to do it on the brink of death. I'm sure I'll be glad I did it when I'm eighty."
The trio waited awkwardly in their collective bedroom.
"What are you doing? Dismissed, disperse, go away." Zero laughed at his companions. They were standing there strangely, as though they awaited the team head's permission.
Glave stepped back and turned to leave. Cerulean waited a while, pondering what she wanted to do. Zero summoned his war-town blade. It was mostly a monotone color scheme, with its normally colored shapes being grey. A few blue and pink ones were scattered along the surface of the weapon.
The grovyle stepped out of the house and into the open air. He took a few strides away from the house and heard the sound of a door closing in the distance. Looking behind him, he saw Team Ultima leaving a house nearby.
[They live in the...? Oh.] The grass-type blushed as he recalled his first and only time in their house. The feeling in his chest spread further as he thought about the girl he was going to see. With that weighing him down, he began moving his feet.
Walking past Advent Town's Rescue Federation and Town Hall, the reptilian Pokémon took everything in for the umpteenth time.
[That expedition sounds like a big deal, but I don't hear anyone talking about it. Come to think of it, we haven't communicated with any rescue teams besides Ultima.] He frowned. [Does the town even know about Team Fate? It wasn't decided that we'd be a thing until after the town meeting held after Zero and Cerulean arrived. You'd think someone would've come to see us. Make fun of us, support us, anything.]
"Hey, Glave!"
The voice was familiar but it was no Cindy. Glave broke out of his stupor and discovered a gardevoir waving from across the street. He didn't particularly recognize her at first; it either had to be Azure or Mrs. Cyan, but the scene made it clear it was neither.
"Oh," the grovyle slapped himself in the face. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you for a second."
An anxious gallade and a shy kirlia hiding under the woman's dress were clues to the speaker's identity. The three crossed the street together, only one of them looking happy.
"You seem cheerful for..." The grass-type felt a ping of guilt for the insensitivity of what he was going to say. "Nevermind. I'm really glad to see it."
"Well, I wouldn't want to look ungrateful."
"Ungrateful?"
"A 'thank you' never appears heartfelt from a depressed speaker, does it?" She giggled.
Glave inspected her family members. The kirlia's head jerked away when he met her gaze, and the gallade twitched and began to look elsewhere but steeled himself and nodded at Glave.
"You guys... How is everyone doing in the city? I know it's been a while for you two."
"Well, we've been back for under a day, but it's nice. So many of my old friends cried when they saw me earlier this morning. Makes me feel bad for going missing."
"That wasn't what I'd call optional," Glave tried smiling. It worked, seeing as she giggled. The gardevoir's mate flinched when he said it though. "Do you... understand civilized speech?"
"He understands it a lot better than he can talk it. But he's learning really quick." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek, to which he turned his head away.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I got your names. If it makes you feel better, I only know Azure's for her reputation. Your dad's too, really."
"Hehe, that's fine. You know my father on a personal level, so it makes sense you know him as well."
"You're not wrong, but how did you know that?"
"He used to talk about you a lot." Squinting, she brought a finger to her chin. "On second thought, I think he was talking about someone else. I could be wrong, but he was pretty fond of a sceptile by your name."
Glave was more or less shocked. His title of "Son of a Hero" proceeded him by miles.
[I guess with a personality as airy as hers... Wait, what?]
"You don't remember him? When you and Zero... met... four years ago, that sceptile was there."
[I want to think he contributed more than that.]
"I don't remember anything about the fight." Glave could hear the difference in her tone as she spoke. It occurred to him he never did say her name. "Pretty much just what came after."
There was a long silence when she finished.
"Well, he sure is a strong one, isn't he?"
"Something like that." The grovyle mumbled. His thoughts from the previous night crept back in.
"Alright, well we were headed to the department store. I've been nagging Dad for years about a family discount, maybe he'll cave since I've been gone so long."
"We'll see about that one. Mr. Sitrus barely got him to let me on the roof of the store." Glave chuckled.
"Maybe I should just get him," she jested. "Oh, yeah. I'm Aqua." She giggled at the awkwardness of introductions. "This is Turq. It's short for turquoise. I came up with it, so it's automatically the best name for him. This sweetie is Teal." The gardevoir lifted her daughter from under her dress, pulling the fabric dangerously high up before it fell back down. With a smile, she nodded at the short lizard. "We'd best go our separate ways now. Thanks for the chat!" She called over her shoulder.
Not bothering to say anything, Glave nodded though no one could see it. He decided to do just as Aqua'd instructed; go his separate way. And with renewed vigor, he knew just where his way would take him.
[I haven't seen anyone from school other than Cindy. We were almost the only ones in our year, guess it adds up. I wonder what everyone else wants to do with their life. I kind of knew what I wanted, and Cindy... She asked to be on our team last night.] The pit-pat of his feet against the pavement created a steady rhythm for him to get trapped in. [I believe what I told her, but I have to wonder if it would be possible to bring her along one day. Cerulean is strong, Zero's untouchable, and I went through a month of training to be on the team. I don't think anyone has time to prepare her for our missions.]
"Big brother!"
"Another distraction?" Glave muttered as he turned. A shinx's head poked up from the bottom of the windowsill. "Aw man, hey Jolt."
A cry from inside the house turned the cold-blooded Pokémon's blood cold.
"No, wait-"
"Forget it, little bro. I know that sound."
It was all too familiar. Living with Volt and Circe, Glave got in trouble just like his two adopted brothers. His misbehaviors were few and far between, and often they were simple things like being late because a Pokémon at school needed help with something. Nevertheless, he knew Circe's wrath, and the scream within the house was just the result of it.
"But I don't even know what Shock did wrong." The shinx's pouting was present in his voice.
"Well... what happened?" Curiosity got the best of Glave. He knew Shock had evolved into a luxio, and he wanted to know how hormones treated the young Pokémon.
"I'm not sure. We were playing, and big bro got uninterested a little bit. He told me to wait in the living room and went into Momma's room."
Glave said nothing. He merely turned to leave, having heard what he wanted to know. Waving to the shinx as he called for his older brother to return, the grovyle moved on. On every other occasion, he would've stopped to say hello to his family, but when Circe was already pissed? He refused to run the risk of receiving a punishment like whatever Shock faced.
Close to Cindy's house, the grass-type increased his pace. As if he didn't know the place by heart, a charizard exited the home just as Glave approached.
"Hm? Oh, Cindy's inside. Try not to be too loud." Flara winked at Glave and walked past him. That was her: sexy, sarcastic, and busy.
The grovyle opened the door without knocking. He didn't ignore the mother's joke; already, his mind wandered to the spot she mentioned. Quietly closing the door behind him, the green Pokémon slowly crept toward his friend's room with the intent of surprising her. Soft moans broke his focus.
Swallowing much harder than anticipated, the grovyle flattened his back against the wall next to her door.
"Oh! Right there~!"
His breathing grew quicker. Peaking around the corner, his maw was suddenly in pain. A thud accompanied the feeling.
"Gah! What the hell!?" Freezing temporarily, he quickly turned to see Cindy lying on her side looking at him with an unimpressed expression. One of her knees was propped up. Glave spitefully glared at her inviting slit.
"You just got here. Like what you see that bad?" The charmeleon took two claws and spread the flesh opening.
"Damn are you lame for that," Glave rubbed his nose.
"What are you talking about?" Seeing the ineffectiveness of her gesture, she removed her hand from her pussy.
"You aren't even wet. You knew I was coming, didn't you?"
"You're not even stopping to blush. Becoming more of a man, aren't you?" Cindy sat up. "C'mon doofus, we're going shopping. Unless you wanna fuck me here?"
She leaned back and spread her legs.
"If I really said yes, what joke would you have next?" Glave retorted.
Shrugging, the fire-type made a loop with two claws and stuck a claw on her other hand through it repeatedly. He ignored her and turned around to leave.
"Wait-wait, one more thing."
"What now?"
"You owe me for last night."
"Last night? You sla-"
"Stalking a girl at night, trying to force yourself on her, playing her heartstrings," as she spoke, she feigned genuine offense. Glave was used to her sarcastic performances.
"Are you gonna get off your butt?"
"Are you gonna get on-"
"Save it. I'll end up leaving at this point."
Cindy frowned.
"Are you... okay? You're normally better at dealing with pests than this. Is something bothering you?"
The grovyle was surprised. His charmeleon childhood friend seldom showed genuine concern, and she was never as blunt about it as she was now.
"I'm... fine."
"Alright. Let's go then, I need time to really piss you off."
[Did we always use so much profanity?] Glave stared at the paved pathway he and Cindy walked on. Walks in Advent Town weren't normally boring since there were always Pokémon roaming around depending on the time. The streets were particularly empty today.
"If you're gonna be a loser, I'll make you do what I had in mind earlier."
"I don't know when you're talking about, but you having anything in mind automatically classifies it as torture."
Cindy only smiled. The grovyle was curious about what she meant, but he felt he would only be falling into her trap if he asked her about it.
Lost in his thoughts, Glave bumped into someone. The thud was the only noise to be heard. Cindy, who hadn't noticed, turned back to see what the hold-up was.
Beat looked down at Glave curiously.
"You're aura is a lot more refined. It's taking more detailed routes throughout your body as well. Guess that human knows something." The male lucario's face was a natural scowl. He wasn't upset about anything, but anyone who didn't know him would be led to assume so.
"Beat? Team Ultima isn't on a mission today?"
"You know him?" Cindy asked almost shyly. She fell prey to the fighting-steel type's intimidating appearance.
"You don't?" Glave raised his eyebrows incredulously.
"Of course I know his name, stupid! I mean, you know him personally?"
"Not to interrupt your quarrel, but the-"
"Stop! Don't say it; you're taking off for the expedition tomorrow. I forgot."
Beat nodded.
"That's right. I worry though. But don't listen to me." He stated bluntly.
"Is it about the town being unprotected?"
Cindy looked between the two obliviously.
"Yeah, it is. It kinda feels like a waste. We all explore dungeons on our own, and if this turns out to be a bust, then what? Or better, it turns out to be something. We're just leaving Advent Town defenseless for longer. I think the stronger teams should stay behind."
"That's... certainly a lot. How do Cream, Azure, and Violet feel?"
"Peachy. Except for Cream, she doesn't like the idea of where we're going, but something's got her excited about it."
Glave finally took a moment to question what Beat was doing there. Taking note of his surroundings, he found they stood near what appeared to be an antique shop.
"Were you interested in that place? I guess you give off an old-soul kind of vibe."
"Old soul? What about that place makes you think old?" The expression the lucario wore made both younger Pokémon feel stupid.
"I... is it not some store with knick-knacks and souvenirs?"
Beat gazed at his hand seriously, as though there was something worth expecting there.
"Letting one's ideas be controlled purely by what they see... It's a setup for failure."
"Dude, it's a store, we're not gonna explode for getting it wrong when there are no signs on it."
It was true; the structure of it was the only thing giving it a shop-like image. It had an orange-tiled, slanted roof and white walls. Wood beams ran down the sides as support.
"I guess it looks like your generic dojo, but I think I'd know if Advent Town had one of those." Glave eyed it. There were no windows, only an open doorway.
"Hmph. Azure just contacted me. Hate to cut our conversation short, but I have some business to attend to. I'll see you tomorrow, Glave."
Never once acknowledging Cindy, the lucario took large, bounding steps as he ran towards the tourist district.
"He's pretty cold."
"Steel-type. But he's on Team Ultima, so you can't claim him to be weak." Glave turned to the storefront.
"I never said he was. In fact, he makes it very clear that it's quite the opposite. At any rate, we may as well check this place out."
"What? It looks like a place for training. There's nothing there for us." The grovyle prepared to leave. Cindy grabbed his hand and started walking inside. He jerked his arm back hard, but to no avail.
"Alright, fine, we can go, but let go of me!"
They entered the shop as Glave was rubbing his hand. Cindy looked around in mild interest. The grass-type froze and analyzed the store's contents curiously.
"Customers?!" Someone called out excitedly, coming into view from a room behind the counter in the back. "Hm?"
A medicham peered curiously at Cindy.
"You're no fighter. You have strong potential, but your aura has never heard whispers of true exertion." The Pokémon told it as she saw it. "But you... Glave's son. Your aura isn't at full capacity. You faced dire straights within this week- no, within the last 24 hours. The energy within you has explored your body as you grew accustomed to you. Someone trained you specifically for this. Tell me, who possesses this much aptitude for aura?"
"I-I'm on a rescue team. With a lucario."
"A lucario? Rescue teams require a minimum of three. Tell me your name and your other partner."
"What? Oh. I was named after my dad. As for my team, the leader is the human that arrived in town some time back."
"Him? He knew this much about aura manipulation?"
The medicham said nothing else about Zero.
"I'm not really sure. He didn't talk too much about aura while we trained. He taught me a lot of moves though."
"These moves. Can you use them in special ways?" The woman's stare was naturally wide-eyed; she wasn't amazed. Her view never changed from Glave's face.
"You mean like using them on different parts of our body? Because I can do that. It turns out energy ball is a pretty efficient guard."
"Amazing!"
Glave and Cindy flinched at the sudden declaration.
"You absolutely must buy something!" Lifting a portion of the counter, the medicham entered the main area of the store and began looking through the wares on display.
"H-hang on, we only came to see what this place was. Which you haven't really gone over yet." The charmeleon nervously stated.
"Relax, I don't mean you now! In fact, I don't sell to those who lack evolutionary completion. What good would the equipment be if you couldn't use it after getting stronger? Why, it would make turn evolution into deterioration! No, don't be silly. I mean the 'you's of the future. I foresee you returning very soon, son of Glave. And your gift will be well received."
"She's totally bonkers, Glave. We should get out of here." Cindy whispered to her companion.
"Before we leave, since you won't sell to us anyway, will you tell us what this place is?"
"THIS!" She yelled pompously, "is Mrs. Polka's Aura Amplification Shop! I sell equipment composed of minerals and synthetic materials that boost the wielder's aura. My more complex tools are unusable by anyone but a master of his aura, while I also provide type-based aura amplifying gear, capable of giving general power boosts to the user's attacks, so long as the aura is of that element."
"Mrs. Polka, huh? I'll keep this place in mind. Sorry, I'm not old enough to buy anything yet."
Polka's expression finally fell into a thoughtful one.
"I'm not worried about a thing. You'll appear no older when we meet again. I am a well-versed psychic, what I prophesy you can rely on."
Not giving them a chance to say anything, the medicham lifted the wooden flap of her counter and disappeared into the confines of the back room.
"That was so weird. It smelled like dust and old quilts in there." Cindy waved her hand near her nose to get fresh air.
"I kinda liked it in there. Even though she was a little over the top, the atmosphere was so... organized."
"I'm gonna like the atmosphere of the department store a lot better while you're buying me gifts for the festival."
"The what?"
Glave's blood ran cold. He recalled it as soon as he questioned it.
Advent Town held seasonal festivals. The Winter one was coming up very quickly. The Autumn festival had been a couple of months before Zero and Cerulean arrived. What with joining a rescue team and facing life-threatening circumstances on multiple occasions, Glave hadn't thought once about partying. Cindy's expression made it apparent that she had.
"Seriously?" Her voice had a slight emptiness to it. "Did you just forget about me? That lucario's pretty sexy, after all."
"Woah, what!? Where did that come from?"
The two were stopped in the street near the department store.
"Nothing, Glave. Just forget I said anything. It'll just fade into the back of your mind like the rest of me."
The grovyle couldn't tell if she intended to pierce him when she spoke, but she managed that effect nonetheless.
"I'm sorry. Let's just go in. I'll buy you something to make you feel better."
They stood outside the entrance silently, both refusing to look at the other.
"What if... we do something else first?"
"Like what?" Glave asked. His heart dropped; he didn't know why, but hearing her talk about sex for the who-knows time that day in a serious situation was just a turn-off.
"Follow me. I've been thinking about this for a while."
Cindy strode toward the Southern gate of Advent Town. Glave frowned when she exited the city's perimeter. Her feet crunched the fallen leaves underneath as she stepped, though there were few on the path directly leading into the town. The grovyle stopped at the exit.
"What's wrong?" The charmeleon glanced over her shoulder.
"There are motion sensors on the gates. They'll know that some Pokémon left."
"The only thing we have to worry about is our par- is my mom." She winced, not that Glave could see it, and held her breath as she waited for his response.
"I guess there's nothing that directly stops us from leaving. I feel like I need to run it by Zero though..."
"It's your day off. As far as I'm concerned, you're not on a rescue team today."
Cindy continued walking. Her tail flame was burning a tad stronger than it normally did. Glave followed her reluctantly, mentally flinching at the thought of the motion detectors sending someone a message when he passed it.
The two walked until the path had gone far enough to be more leaves than soil.
"You've been different lately. And maybe I have been insensitive. When we were gonna leave my house, I was joking but I was gonna make you hold my hand and pretend to be my boyfriend in public 'for last night.'" The charmeleon wore a hesitant smile as she spoke. Her reptilian friend was trailing behind her, so he couldn't see that.
"I'm not sure how that would've blown over at the time." Glave was blushing on the inside far more than his exterior led on.
"Yeah. When you tried to kiss me last night, it just kinda put me in a mood."
"You have a way easier time saying stuff so straight-forward than I do."
"I'm sure it I were facing some big bad Pokémon baring its fangs at me, I'd be having a harder time than you. But either way, I got to thinking. I don't know why I stopped you."
Glave heard her, but he his attention was divided by a familiar sight. Several tree stumps outlined a rectangular area, and a small hut made its home on the side of a dirt battlefield boasting lots of use. Several gashes remained from the times it was trained on.
"How did you know about this place?" Glave asked.
"What matters is that we're here. We've been really tense lately. It's causing friction I don't want to be between us Glave," Cindy's voice was extremely weighted. The pulling of her heartstrings was audible through the melody of her tone. "So, I figured, 'What did we always do that made us so close,' and this is what I came up with."
"A sparring match?"
"A sparring match. If we're angry about something, this is our chance to beat the shit out of each other."
"I'll have to go easy-"
"If you do, I'll cut you open and cauterize the wound as painfully as possible."
"Cindy... You don't know what kind of training I went through. Not that it was abusive or overly rough, but I'm a lot stronger than before."
"We'll call it even since I have a type advantage."
Glave was uneasy He'd beat the fire-type in combat when he was still a treeko and she was already evolved. Not to mention, he'd only gotten stronger since then.
Cindy took her place on the field. She looked around at the soil's scars, created by intense combat. She wasn't bent on winning the fight, but the sight discouraged her.
"Alright. If you say it will help." Glave bent his knees slightly, entering a fighting stance. He lifted his arms and watched her carefully, though his guard was nothing compared to when he encountered wild Pokémon.
"Hmph. Finally, you're coming around." The female's tail flame grew stronger.
Cindy faceplanted. Gasping and pushing herself off the ground, she looked back to see a vine around her ankle. When she returned her view to Glave, she saw his defenses down and his was screamed uncertainty.
He opened his mouth to speak, and before he knew it, she was dashing at him. Dirt flew from under her claws with each step. She was far faster than Glave recalled, and he opted to use energy ball to defend himself. Slamming it forward, the attack was met with resistance. Looking into the glowing green sphere, bits of orange light flickered through. The ball ultimately ruptured and popped, scattering energy everywhere. A flaming fist flew through the space the ball just occupied, curving and impacting with the grovyle's chest.
A heavy, hollow thud sound could be heard when the attack made contact. Glave wheezed, having had the wind knocked out of him, and rolled in the dirt. His chest was still hot. Glancing at his opponent through blurry eyes, he discovered a large stream of fire approaching him, blooming out as it reached the end of its reach.
The grovyle found himself letting it hit him. It wasn't that he willed it to hit him; he didn't expect it to reach.
"Seriously? Hold back? Who do you think you are?" Cindy sounded legitimately offended. She watched Glave shakily stand as he recovered to return to a normal breathing pattern.
[I thought Zero was gonna block that.] The thought settled in alongside a chill that ran through him. [I don't think I've ever considered losing when he was around. Not when he was on my side, anyway.]
"Tch." The charmeleon ran at her disadvantaged foe once more, bursting into flames when she'd closed half the distance.
Crouching, Glave readied a leaf blade on each arm. He swung them in a X-shaped motion when Cindy got close enough. The blades lost their energized luster when they met the flames. He felt them hit something briefly before snapping. A blazing knee collided with his jaw.
The grass-type's neck popped when he landed again. His adversary said nothing and wasted no time letting him reclaim his bearings anymore.
A purple misty attack hit Glave. It wasn't forceful, but it did sting. The grassy reptile was incapable of detecting aura outside of his body, but he was more than familiar with the sensation of the energy inside him beginning to slow.
[Shit!] He leapt out of the dragon's breath before it could cause paralysis.
"Honestly, you look like you've lost already." Fire built up from her feet, covering her body once more.
Using flame charge again, she rushed toward Glave. He stared her down as he panted. When she was moving two fast to change directions, a thick root thrust itself from the earth. She smacked the frenzy plant head on, stumbling backward in a daze after hitting the obstacle. It returned to the ground, soil obscurring the hole it came from. Glave was nowhere to be seen behind it.
Cindy spun around rapidly to find her opponent, but it was to no avail. Making herself dizzy, she was defenseless when the grovyle erupted from the ground. The two of them rose high into the air. She looked over her shoulder in time to get hit in the eye with bullet seed. A vine took hold of her leg, curling from her foot to her upper thigh, and yanked her to the ground.
Glave landed far more gracefully. As the fire-type tried to stand, the grovyle got on top of her. He rested just over her rear, her tail pinned under his legs. She tried to turn to throw him off, but he leaned forward and grabbed her shoulders.
"Y-your balls are resting on my tale, y'know." Cindy waited for the response. To her dismay, she never received one.
Ignoring her, the grass-type began draining her energy. Green lights bubbled from her body, tearing off and flowing into Glave. He finally had a use for giga drain.
"Th-that's dirty... And I don't mean this!" Her tail wrapped around his waist, spiraling down to his package.
He did his best to ignore it, writing it off as nothing but another diversion tactic. A few seconds later, he realized her tail flame was burning his balls.
Yelping, Glave leaped up and grabbed his private area with both hands. Cindy giggled briefly. She followed up by whipping her tail on the ground. A shot of fire flew from it, wrapping around and creating a circular barrier that trapped her foe.
Reacting quickly, Glave equiped twin leaf blades and spun, conjuring enough wind to break the fire spin. While he was still rotating, she blasted a flamethrower from her mouth. The fire hit him and was shredded, sending ribbons of flame flying past him beautifully. Furrowing her brow and blowing harder, she switched her attack to dragon's breath. The change in sensations alerted Glave to the new attack. It took a few seconds to stop spinning.
He dashed to the side to break free from the attack, but she tracked him perfectly, keeping the purple stream on him. The grovyle could feel his energy draning. Using leaf blade yet again, he slammed it into the ground, drilling into a dig at higher speed than normal.
Cindy read him like a book. She tore across the field, getting on all fours over the hole he'd just made. Inhaling sharply, she breathed a powerful flamethrower into the tunnel.
Glave burst from the ground several feet away. He was still in the air when he noticed Cindy bent over his hole. His sight was immediately impaired by the jet of flames that enveloped his body.
"Gah!" Unable to see and bathed in blistering heat, Glave hit the ground disgracefully.
[What changed?] The loser questioned internally. [Is she stronger than that gallade? Is that what's going on? Not hardly. And I'm not convinced that a type advantage changed the results that much.]
Glave tried to sit up. The action introduced him to the blister on his shoulder. He gasped in pain, landing flat on his back, only hurting himself more.
"How would you ever rescue me if I was in trouble?" Cindy asked. She didn't sound upset or joking. She sounded caring, proposing a rhetorical question for him. "C'mon."
Taking hold of the hand she offered, Glave was painfully pulled off the ground. He put an arm around her waist, and she lead him over to a tree stump. It was at least five feet in diameter.
Rummaging in the grass next to it, the charmeleon revealed a rawst berry and several oran berries.
"You... you didn't just come up with this?"
"No. I had it planned out, but we were never supposed to get so angry with each other. This was supposed to be a way more happy occasion." She wore a melancholy expression as she spoke. "Take this one first."
She fed him the rawst berry. It was an awkward experience in which nothing was set. The blue berry was juicy for its species, and it did its job. The blister on Glave's shoulder began to stop hurting. Cindy collected some of its juice in her hand and rubbed the spot. When he finished, it didn't hurt anymore.
Glave reached for one of the oran berries on the ground. A hand closed around his wrist, stopping him. Cindy smirked and shook her head at him.
"We might be too tired to argue, but for your sake I hope you're not too tired to move." She lifted a berry from the ground.
"I was just about to move for myself wasn't I?" He crossed his arms.
To his subtle surprise, she took a bite out of the oran berry. Rolling his eyes, he tried to take one for himself again. This time, she grabbed his chin. She forcefully turned his head and planted her lips against his.
"Mmh!" He tried to draw back, but she pushed forward at the same rate. He stopped resisting and awkwardly sat there while she pushed the piece of berry into his mouth. Just before he could take it she pulled it back.
Oblivious to her game, he pushed his lips harder against hers, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Cindy moaned lightly, but Glave overlooked it. He finally scooped up the bite and took it for himself. He chewed it victoriously in front her. Her smug expression was the cue that something was wrong. His chewing began to slow as he realized who the real victor in that situation had been.
"Well, don't you want some more? One bite won't make you feel better."
With what was left of it, Cindy spread her legs and began rubbing the remains of the berry against her pussy.
The two reptillian Pokémon sat on the stump. Glave was cross-legged and completely engrossed in the charmeleon's actions. She methodically stroked the berry up and down her shimmering cunt. Pressing the food against her clit, she squeezed it and the translucent blue juice leaked down her entrance.
Placing her palms on the cut-down tree and leaning back, the fire-type spread her legs.
"Don't pretend you didn't know this was going to happen again sometime or another." She pinched the berry to get a good grip and began forcing it in and out of her lower mouth. "And while we're at it, don't pretend you don't want it."
Tired and not willing to argue after the defeat he'd suffered in combat, Glave got on all fours and crawled forward so he was inches away from her vagina. Cindy's heart jumped when he got into position so cooperatively. In one last act of dominance, she pressed the piece of food she'd used to pleasure herself and pushed it against his mouth. He flinched but allowed his lips to part slightly. Licking it first, he took a small bite. He braced himself and consumed the entire thing.
His chewing persisted for an awkward few seconds, but as soon as the blue substance was down his throat, Glave got to work. Grabbing both of her thighs, he pulled Cindy toward him, causing her to fall onto her back. He dug into the meal before him.
The grass type's first experience with his childhood friend didn't go to waste. The scent of fruit from the juices in and around her pussy were a turn on when combined with the female's natural scent. Glave took a long lick up the middle of her cunny, pressing particularly hard against her clit. A long moan was his response. He proceeded to lap at her folds, relishing in the iconic mild taste oran berries were known for. Occasionally, he'd snake his tongue as far into her pussy as it would go, getting a sudden cry of a moan out of his mate while her body tensed up.
Glave felt the tip of his cock uncomfortably stub the wood platform they rested on. Glancing down at his erect member, the grovyle developed a devious plan. Pushing two claws in and out of Cindy's love hole to keep her distracted, Glave reached down and picked the fattest berry from the pile on the clearing's floor. He removed his claws from the fire-type's entrance. The hole slowly closed when there was nothing intruding in its confines. Cindy just started to lift her head off the stump when he planted his mouth over her entire pussy.
He moved his tongue sloppily over the area, earning just as many illegible noises as before, while he fiddled with the fat berry. Finding the center, he puncture it with one of his claws. The Pokémon stopped briefly, lingering on a twinge of embarrasment before instict silenced the interference. Pressing the opening in the berry against his tip, the grovyle pushed the berry as far down his penis as he could with breaking it. It held up fine at an inch away from his base. He began sliding the juicy sphere repeatedly along his length.
"You did get hit in our fight. You may well heal up some yourself."
Cindy's expression fell as she opened her eyes. She was glad Glave cared about her, but it was a mood killer in the moment. She sighed and sat up, freezing when she saw him. Her heart rate increased and she licked her lips.
The charmeleon bent over and got on all fours the same way Glave did. He crushed the berry against his rod as he pulled it off, coating the flesh as much as possible before discarding the squished fruit.
Cindy's lips closed around the end of Glave's cock and the sensation that she was trying to suck his cum out flooded his mind in under a second. She rhythmically opened her mouth, closed it around his dick further down, and sucked it hard to get as much juice as she could repeatedly. The swallowing sound she made was intentional.
Removing his cock from her mouth, Cindy pressed her tongue against his balls. She started to move but Glave grabbed her face and held her there. His cock rested on her face, or perhaps pushed against it was more accurate. Regardless, the view was unbeatable. He let go and she delivered a long forecful lick to his erection, pushing against him and forcing his stiff member to point up. She lifted her head and her tongue trailed up to his tip where she gently kissed the tip and went back down on his cock, giving it a nice home in her hot mouth. Wincing, the girl struggled to get the whole thing inside. It pushed into her throat, something for which her and Glave found opposing opinions.
Gagging and coughing, Cindy was stopped from freeing her airway.
"W-wait! I'm almost-" Glave panted violently. He held his friend's face still and thrust his dick into her, forcing his way into her tight, inexperienced throat until he was satisfied.
Cum shot down the passage. Cindy pushed him away violently, buying her time to remove the meat from her windpipe. She coughed, spitting out the sperm that tried to make itself at home in her lungs. As bad as he felt, three more ropes of semen strung themselves across the girl's face as she gasped for air.
"I-I didn't *cough* know you had that in you." She lied down on her back, her chest rising and falling with ragged breath.
"I'm sorry- I didn't mean- I didn't expect you to"
"Stop talking."
Nothing else was said. Glave looked around awkwardly. He considered giving her an oran berry to make her feel better, but a look at her exposed body gave him another idea.
Cindy's body slid roughly against the wood underneath her. Her butt rested against Glave's legs, and his cock still stood tall as it applied pressure to her sacred spot.
"You're hornier than I thought you ever could be."
Her cockiness was discarded with the rest of her composure. All six inches of grovyle dick were buried inside the charmeleon, who panted with excitement. She crossed her legs behind Glave's back and he grabbed her waist.
The motion began: back and forth, back and forth, the two were physically combined. The sound of flesh slapping flesh and wet suction echoed lightly in the area. Cindy's face was still coated with cum; he'd not given her a chance to clean up. The white strands were the icing on the cake of her expression. Her mouth was never closed, and she licked at the reproductive paint that her tongue could reach.
"You got lucky last time we did this," Glave remarked between thrusts. "We're not out of range from the ground now."
"The- oh~ the- right there...~ Hm?" She resigned to a single syllable question.
Something gripped her ankles behind Glaves back. The arms laying on either side of her face were also secured. Glave waddled on his knees to the center of the stump, letting his vines move Cindy. Her arms remained restrained by them. Meanwhile, the other two uncrossed her legs. Cindy wasn't particular flexible, so her back arched in discomfort when the organic bindings were pulled taut, making her essentially do a split. Contours in her inner thighs added detail the region around her pussy.
Glave reinserted his cock. Now using her legs as a handlebar, he forced himself inside her to the last millimeter. He leaned into every lunge, hitting sensitive spots in her tight cunny due to the angle.
"Y-you're stretching me to far!" Cindy groaned. She was referring to the 180 degree line her legs were making, but Glave took it a different way.
His speed increased as a fifth vine presented itself. It prodded at the charmeleon's face, smearing the cum on it while also collecting the substance. The bulbous end of the vine poked at her mouth. The fire-type, between bounces from the power of her mate's thrusts, slurped away, collecting the grovyle's semen and swalling.
[D-damn!] Glave groaned as his stomach tightened. He wouldn't admit it aloud, but Cindy's pussy was hot, wet, and tight. Her species was designed to accomodate larger Pokémon than him, but she fit his cock like a glove.
Gauging his time, the grovyle determined he had at least thirty seconds left. He didn't factor in Cindy's orgasm.
The girl cried out and her pussy constricted. Glave had just finished planting his rod all the way in her. When me moved back, the new suction pushed him over the edge.
His cum leaked into her pussy. It didn't shoot into the welcoming hole like it did with her throat since he was running low on material, but there was enough there to make Cindy feel like she was being filled.
About a minute later, he was lying on her chest and the vines holding her legs against the wood beneath them released her. Cindy's stiff legs ached as the moved to a more natural position, resting on Glave's back. The cock inside of her was still at full length, but it wasn't as stiff as before. It sloppily retracted from her tight, young pussy.
"I can't wait... until we evolve..." Cindy spoke between pants. "And we're closer to each other's size... But right now, I... can't imagine taking on a thicker dick."
Glave placed his hands on the stump.
"Oh...~" The charmeleon moaned as her cunt was emptied of the meat that violated it.
He crawled clumsily over her body and sat on his knees over his chest. Silently, apart from heavy breaths, he pushed his cock against her opened her eyes and looked down, leaving a splotch of their mixed cum on her nose.
"Is this what you want?" She wrapped two claws around his cock and licked them shortly after. Pushing herself up with her elbows, she coiled her tongue around the male genitalia.
Glave lustfully watched the thick clear and white coat of liquids on his cock get slurped away, replalced with his normal pink flesh. She opened her mouth when she was finished, showing off her hard work before letting it flow down her throat.
"That was good." She whispered to him.
Glave kissed his mate. Laying atop her, flaccid cock pinned between them, he pushed his tongue against Cindy's. They swirled around each other as their saliva lost its identity. The broke the kiss and the grovyle rolled over onto his back.
"Man, I'm so tired now."
"I would be too if I got my ass kicked as hard as you." Cindy smiled at him as they gazed sleepily at one another.
"You didn't sound like the winner when you were crying out like a little girl a few minutes ago."
"Heh, maybe. Guess it's business as usual for you guys tomorrow, yeah?"
"Not exactly. There's an expedition starting tomorrow. I don't really know when it ends, but we'll be going to Mount Glacia. It's supposed to be freezing out there."
"Oh yeah, you told me about that last night. Although I don't really know about dungeons."
"Well, the mountain isn't a dungeon. Just a freeze-your-ass off landmark is all."
"I wish I could go with you..." Cindy's eyes were melancholy.
"What are you gonna do? You're not going to school anymore, so are you gonna join a rescue team?"
"I'm just not sure. I want to be on yours so bad. I don't wanna waste away at home. My mom seems to enjoy that life, but she's retired from her own team. I guess I'l wait for some of our old classmates to graduate and make a team then."
"I forgot about your mom. Who were her team members?"
"One of them was your 'mom,' Circe. Another was an arcanine, but I don't remember her name. Mom doesn't talk about those days that much. I don't know anything about the fourth member. Just that everyone was a female, so she must've been too."
"Weird. What was her team's name?"
"Team... Clover? I think."
"...Huh. Team Luck and Team Clover. They go hand in hand."
"I never thought about it like that." Cindy smiled, happy to have even the slightest connection to her friend, even if it was through their parents. "And my mom had three teammates, so their clover had four leaves."
"She might have been a grass-type. Unless they only picked 'clover' for the symbol."
"Who knows? Anyway, I'm tired. I think I'm gonna go home and get washed up. My mom will probably be able to smell the sex on me. If not, she'll just know. She's bad about that." Cindy sat up.
The two started on the trail back to Advent Town.
"Earlier, when we were leaving my house," the charmeleon shyly focused on the ground, "I was gonna make you do something for me. I know I was being hard last night, but I still want to."
"What? Oh, that. Why, what did you want?"
"Hold my hand."
Twenty sillent minutes went by. Being nine inches shorter than his best friend, he had to lift his hand to hold hers. His two claws fit between her three perfectly, like they were meant to. The leaves on his arm swayed up and down with the slight swinging motion of their arms.
Advent Town laid before them in no time. Glave's hand hit his side when Cindy took hers back. He turned his head and opened his mouth to ask her what was wrong. She was bent over and pushed her lips against his. They both made light humming sounds, not quite moans, but describing their pleasure nonetheless.
"Sorry I didn't help you clean up back there."
"It'll be alright. Mom's probably dying for the day I have a child."
Glave didn't respond.
"Alright, Mr. Hero, you've got a big journey ahead of you. You'd better get home and rest."
"Yeah. Yeah, okay, sure. I'll talk to you later then."
The two had been walking as they spoke, and they were far enough North of the gate they entered so that Glave could go West to his home and Cindy the opposite. When he was no longer distracted by another Pokémon's presence, the heaviness of the grass-type's body settled in. He pushed into his house recklessly.
Entering the living room, he found a pile of blankets lumped up on Cerulean's bed while her head poked out. Soft snores weren't the only sound. The strangest sight in the room was Zero. His bed was across from the door to the house since the living room was a straight shot. His entire area glowed a soft blue. The human sat against the headboard breathing softly. Blueish-white particles floated in the air, and the Mangekyo rested across his lap. Every few seconds, a particle floated into the blade and a grey quadrillateral filled with color. The entire thing looked four-fifths of the way full.
The light disappeared in the blink of an eye and the tiny glowing spheres popped out of existence. Zero opened his eyes.
"You've been out for a long time. Did you have a good day?"
"Have you two... been here all day?"
"Cerulean went shopping earlier. I'm not sure if she did any socializing. I've been here all day though."
"I forgot to answer. Yeah, I enjoyed the day off. I didn't realize how important it is to keep in touch with friends. Not that I learned that today, but... you know what I mean. I never talked to a lot of people in school. All the adults in town liked me thanks to the little matches the academy held in the town square, but Cindy was the only peer I associated with. Well, the only one that associated with me."
Zero raised his eyebrows.
"You smell interesting."
Glave's throat tightened and his heart dropped. The subject change was abraisive, to say the least.
"O-oh, well-"
"Sweat and oak. And sunbaked dirt. Were you at our old training ground?" Zero furrowed his brow as he began to glow a soft blue once more.
"Yeah. H-how'd you know that? I didn't think humans had remarkable smell."s
"Call it a gift."
The grovyle felt like Zero could see inside him. The human inspected his partner with a blank expression. He could detect the Pokémon's aura with such sharp detail he could almost see it. Based on the flow of it and the places it grew weakest, he knew what had happened. Glave did enjoy his day off, that much could be told.
"I'm glad you had fun. I'm not gonna reprimand you since I see you as an adult," Zero closed his eyes and the energy particles began flowing from his body, "But I don't think you should've exerted yourself so hard right before a big trip like this one."
"Oh crap, I didn't think about that!"
Zero smiled. The wavering of his focus caused the energy bubbles around him to become unstable. The gesture calmed Glave down. The reptile noticed Zero's hair was shorter than before. It was less than a centimeter, but it was just barely further out of his eyes than that morning. It didn't appear to have been cut either.
"Well, I'd say you're better off going to bed now. At something first actually, that way you can get your energy back, and get as much rest as possible. We've got a long ways ahead of us."
Glave nodded. Zero didn't see it, but he silently understood.
Night came quickly, and with it, the promises of tomorrow.