I Don't Own Pokemon


It had been about a week and a half since the whole thing with the diglett happened, nothing much more had happened really. Just a bunch of training and walking. Currently, I was favoring the walking more than the training. It was about one in the morning, the only team member out with me was Vaporeon.

She, out of the rest of the team members, had the least to do today and as such, was the one that my team assigned to stay out with me. That's right, they, behind my back, decided that one of them should always be out with me at any one point in time. The only reason I knew about this was because Luxray was absolutely horrible at keeping a secret.

I didn't say anything about it, I didn't mind and it seemed to put them all at ease, with someone outside their ball to 'guard me'. That on the other hand, I wasn't sure how I felt about. I'm more than aware that I'm the weakest on the team by an insanely big amount, but still.

Shaking my head away from those thoughts, I glanced down at Vaporeon, we hadn't talked at all since the two of us began our walking spree, which was about three hours ago. It made sense, after all, out of everyone on the team she and I were easily the most quiet. So we just didn't talk while we walked, more over we just enjoyed the fact that someone else was near by.

Which I'll admit was a nice thing to have, because while I wasn't exactly scared of the dark, after all that would just be hypocritical, and in fact, could even see better than I probably should be able to, in said darkness. It just wasn't comfortable for me to be aware that I was out in the open in the middle of the night, in a forest.

I've seen way to many horror movies in my life to even think about not having some kind of paranoia, even if it was just a small bit. Shaking my head away from the thoughts that would only lead me to being even more paranoid, I instead began to think about our location.

Currently, though it's been a while since I've seen a map, I should be about maybe at most three days or so from reaching Fuchsia. Which was nice, as while I didn't mind spending so much time out in the wild, didn't mean I wouldn't like a proper bath that didn't involve Vaporeon practicing Water Gun.

Speaking of practice, while not relating to Vaporeon, I have been getting a lot of practice in. While maybe not as much as I would have originally liked, I could now say with about ninety-five percent certainty, that I could now completely control my body while being a zorua.

It only took almost three months, but I got there in the end. I still was easily the weakest on the team but I wasn't ever really trying to change that. I did on the other hand though, find out, while I couldn't transform into anything other than a human, because of my 'loving parents'.

I did have very slight control over what kind of human I looked like, and by very slight, I mean barely any. After weeks of practice I could make my eyes light blue, like they were while I was a zorua, compared to the dark brown they were normally. And on top of that I figured out how to change the length of my dark brown hair, which I'll be honest was surprisingly nice.

I didn't notice until my hair was once again past my shoulders by a good three inches, how much I missed having it long. While I didn't mind having it short, in fact it was a lot bloody easier to maintain, I think it wasn't really the hair that I liked. It's probably because it gives me a sense of familiarity.

Because I've always had long, or at the very least longish, hair, so it would make sense to have long hair here to, it was just something to show myself that I hadn't changed that much since I got thrown into this world. And with that I just realized I went on about a minute long rant about why I have long hair.

God I feel like I'm explaining it isn't a phase to my mom again, when I was thirteen, and to be fair it wasn't, but that's not the point. Shaking my head away from those thoughts, I moved my mind onto the other thing I figured out I could mess with, with my illusion. Turns out I can control how long my fingernails are, which was an interesting thing to figure out. It didn't added anything but it was there.

And that was about it, besides trying and mostly failing at keeping up with my teams warm-ups, I hadn't been able to do much more when it comes to self-improvement. Which, I'll be honest, was a little disappointing, but out of everyone on the team, I was the one who needed it the least so it wasn't like it was unexpected.

Though I don't think anyone would like the fact that while they can use all these amazing moves, they happen to suck at it. I wouldn't mind blaming it on age, while thirteen wasn't much for a human, it was a bit different for zorua, at least from what I've found.

Thankfully, that didn't mean my life span was shorter than a human's, no in fact, most Pokemon live at least a good decade or more than this worlds average human lifespan of ninety years. But that didn't mean that all Pokemon's bodies will stay in prefect condition during that time.

It's actually why Pokemon seem to love training so much, they naturally evolved, the other kind, to enjoy training themselves, because if they didn't, then their bodies would atrophy pretty severally, after a few years. And after a certain point, it got much harder to get the same training yield that other Pokemon got.

So basically, I got the short end of the stick, which was even more annoying. Though because of all that, I did end up learning a weird amount of Pokemon biology, which I got to say it was weird to study, like the mind of a Pokemon works much more differently that a human's. That's also something I'm not sure where I fall into anymore.

Anyway back onto the topic at hand, because Pokemon think differently, they need another system to determine the intelligence of a Pokemon. It's why Pokemon like alakazm seem to have such stupidly and basically godly levels of intelligence, when in actually, while they are smart, the ridiculous number that comes up for them is because a different system of measurement is being used.

A direct conversion still hasn't been made, but at the bare bones, most Pokemon have an human IQ of at least eighty. Wait, why am I thinking about this again? I've just been jumping around from topic to topic for some reason. Not sure why though, properly just my mind trying to stave off sleep deprivation.

Speaking, well thinking of which, looking down to my right side I noted that Vaporeon seemed to be getting tired. I frowned at that, I was more than use to going long periods of time without sleep, but it wasn't fair to make my Pokemon do the same, without that same about of resistance built up, and even then I would perfer it if they never had to build up a resistance to sleep.

"You know, if you're tired I could return you for a few hours. It not like anything is going to happen in the mean time" She looked up at me for a second before shaking her head, and that determination would have been nice and heart warming to see, if it wasn't for the fact that her head was already tilting downwards again. Sighing to myself, I thought on it for a second before nodding to myself.

"Alright then, but I'm not having any member of my team getting exhausted on my behalf" And with that I bent down, mid walking cycle, and picked up my...Fish? Fox? Fish Fox?...Water Fox. Pulling my water fox into my arms, I moved it so her front paws and head were over my shoulder while I held the rest of her body in my arms. Of course she tried to protest.

"Sir, I'm fine. I don't mind walking" I just told her no, while not giving her the chance to leave my arms, as I rubbed my hand down her back to get her to relax some.

"I want my team to get some proper sleep, that means you as well. If you want to say out with me, then that's fine, but you aren't going to be tired because of it. And this way if something happens, you'll be right here to protect me, even if I don't think I need it. So get some sleep Vaporeon, I'll be here when you wake up"

She tried to get out of my arms again, and if she really wanted to, she could, after all she was much stronger than me, but it seemed that I managed to get through to her, as after a second she laid her head onto my shoulder and stopped struggling. Not even five minutes later and she was asleep.

I wanted to shake my head at my teams stubbornness, but that would just wake up my sleeping friend so I refrained. Looking around the path I was on, I noted with some glee that there was a small posting sign that told me, Fuchsia was just about eleven miles away.

Even with my slow pace and the extra weight, I should hopefully be there around mid day. Good, even if I was repeating myself, a shower just sounded so nice right now, not just for me but the entire team. Because never underestimate how annoying it is to have sweat and dirt mixed into your fur.

After the first week or so, once I had figured out how to changed back into a Pokemon, I made sure that every time we arrived and the night before we left a Pokemon Center, that everyone would take some kind of bath. It was a struggle for some, mostly because Charmeleon wouldn't get ten feet near the bathroom door when I even mentioned it.

And Luxray, being the overgrown kitten he is, hates taking any kind of bath. He actually likes water though, and I'll be honest I can understand why he doesn't like taking a bath, after all it is embarrassing and mildly mentally scarring to have to have your dad put soap on your back.

Thankfully Vaporeon doesn't mind helping me out with that, so he can be saved from some of that trauma. But I think sadly that's also not going to last long either, as Luxray is still young, meaning he hasn't gone threw puberty yet. Thankfully for me, for Pokemon it is over decently quick, but afterwards, I'm not sure how I'm going to keep my son from not running at the mention of a bath.

The others weren't near as much of a problem, but that's mostly because they can wash themselves. Pidgeotto does need some help every now and again, but I don't think he even knows that getting washed by someone else is something one normally is embarrassed about. So I think that's a win for me.

God I'm more tired than I thought, I'm actively thinking about the grooming schedules my team has, at three in the morning. Whatever, I'm just going to focus on the road and get to Fuchsia before having a nice long nap.


This chapter was one that was made entirely out of random thoughts I had while making it. Half way threw I thought about how I needed to take a shower and so I wrote about seven hundred words about how Kyu and his team stay clean. Just a nice sleep deprived thought ridden chapter without anything subplot or objectives, just a nice stroll threw the forest. Anyway, See ya.