***Ok, ok ... I'm only going to say this once so listen up. I DO NOT OWN POKEMON OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR PLACES WITHIN THE SHOW OR GAME... some of the unique characters are MINE and I will not tolerate anyone stealing the characters that are mine and if I find out that anyone has, though I don't have official copy writes on them, I will find you and kick your sorry ass myself... so after that said... ENJOY!!!***
"Neko... Neko! Get your get that lazy wet ass of yours out of the shower, into some clothing, and get down here for your breakfast, or else your going to be late!"
Neko groaned as he opened the door of the bathroom, just to the right of the stairs. With one towel around his waist and another around his head, as he dried his hair; he slowly sauntered into his room. "Un-thoughtful girl" he thought, "doesn't realize how good a hot bath 'alone' feels".
Meanwhile, down in the kitchen of the house, a beautiful maiden, about fifteen, put a sliced bagel into a toaster to brown. Then, moving to another section of the counter poured hot water into two mugs as she placed green tea bags into them. "It won't be pleasant around here anymore without Neko's smiling face." Her face was full of sadness, worries, and thoughts. "I wish I could travel with him, instead of caring for Morgan and Ms. Betail." She sighed in realization, "oh well, I guess it's what I do best."
While watching the stairs for Neko, Morgan crossed from her own room on the left, heading into the bathroom. She giggled to herself gazing upon Morgan's entertaining posture and morning complexion. "Another night with Dio last night I'm sure." She scolded herself silently for her thoughts, then, sinfully she sipped her tea. Suddenly, behind her, the bagel she had browned, popped up with a small ding. Walking back to the toaster, she grabbed and opened a small tub of Mamma Moo's, a near by milk tank dairy, Cream Cheese.
With slow rhythmic thundering thuds, Neko sauntered down the stairs with an exhausted, but somewhat happy grin. Neko had changed from his earlier 'towel' look, into a pair of baggy dark blue jeans, a white tank top, and a pair of black socks. His hair was sort of slicked back but stood in spikes since it was not long enough to do so fully. It hardly took her a second to realize his presence.
'Oh, he recovered nicely,' she giggled to herself.
Pausing, she took a sip of her tea. As Neko was walking to the breakfast nook table, she gave him his mug, took the bagel and cream cheese, and set it on the table about the same time he sat. She bent over and kissed his cheek softly. "Miss me?" she smiled
"Just about as much as I'm going to miss this kind of breakfast in the morning." Just as she went to get her tea, and he sipped his own made a face. "Sarah," he spoke, "There's something wrong with my tea." Worried, Sarah fled to the table.
"What, what's wrong, to hot, to weak, what is it?"
"There's no sake in it." He grinned. Sarah only frowned.
"And there isn't going to be any." She smacked the back of Neko's head sending his face swinging into this bagel, cheese face first. Almost shattering the plate holding it.
Neko brought his head and up slowly, the bagel sticking to his face. "Ouch," he whispered.
"Serves you right." Sarah responded.
Gripping the bottom of the bagel with his teeth, he pulled it off his face, level with the table, placed a hand to it and bit.
Then wrapping her arms around his neck and shoulders, she sighed. "I still don't want you to go Neko."
"I know you don't like me leaving kitten," he replied softly sipping his tea again," But this is something, that I feel, I have to do."
"But why can't you just train here in Goldenrod, and still live at home." She sobbed.
"Because Kitten, if I don't travel thought all the Jhoto Gyms and train properly, I won't be a full potential trainer." She sobbed as a tear was shed from her eye falling onto his shoulder as he sipped his tea and finished his bagel. "And besides, I will come back when it is time to Battle Whitney. And I'm sure Bill will want me to catch that Scyther at the park."
Grasping tighter now, sobbing violently, She then let go and ran up to living room crying. But she inadvertently not fully let go when she started, pulling the chair off balance, sending the chair and Neko backward to the floor; the chair broke and went to pieces when it hit.
"That's major ache-ness" Neko painfully whispered. He got up and slowly hobbled to the counter, putting away his dishes 'needed a new chair anyway' he thought, looking at the now pieces of shattered wood. Neko shrugged as he moved into the living room. 'Maybe I can convince mom to let me use some as fire wood,' he smirked and laughed weekly to himself.
On a chair stool sat Neko's backpack and belt satchel. As he stood over the pack, he unzipped all of the pouches to see if he was missing anything. "Let's see," he whispered," got a pair of pants and shorts, extra shirt, tank-top, dress shirt." He moved the clothing to one side of the bag with his hand. "Jacket, bandanna, socks, boxers, portable hammock." Putting all of the items back in proper order he zipped up that pouch and moved to the front pouch, it was empty. "Ugh... oh yeah, haven't bought pokéballs yet, but might as well put my note pad in there for now." He removed a small note pad from his pocket and placed it in the pouch. He then zipped it up and moved to the one on the right. This one was also empty except for two TM balls which contained attacks bill had extracted for him. One was extreme speed, and the other was Shadow ball. Zipping up that pouch he moved to the second one on that side. "Ah, two cream sodas nice and cold." He zipped up that pouch and moved to the left side of his pack. "Uh... two potions, and an assortment of berries." Feeling satisfied with himself, he zipped up the final pouch. Then he grasped the belt satchel and looped it to his belt. In it, he already knew, was he pokédex and a palm pilot. Next to that was a knife, the handle was specially carved out of Amberite Then reaching to his back pocket to retrieve his gauntlets, he realized that he was missing something. "Oye," he smacked himself on the forehead.
He walked through the kitchen, up the stairs, and to the bathroom door, and knocked.
"Come in," He opened the door slowly as he stepped inside. "But be careful, there's water on the floor"
"OK." He answered
"Oh, Neko, is that you?"
"Yeah, who were you expecting? Gliger man?" Morgan's head popped out of the curtains...
"Who, Where!"
"Oye" Neko sweat-dropped "Ah, there they are" Neko moved cautiously to the sink counter where he grabbed a black pair of gloves and slipped them over his hands and wrists. "There." He whispered as he flexed his fingers and thumb around as he felt the glove on his fist. Then looking down again he saw something of even more importance that Morgan, as usual, didn't care anything about "Morgan, why are my glasses on the floor, and covered with water.
"Ugh..." Morgan tried to recover.
"Err, Never mind," he took a deep breath, "Guess I should be grateful that you didn't break them." Picking his glasses up off the ground, he removed a blue face cloth off its ring and dried them off. After the cleaning, Neko set the cloth on the sink counter and put his glasses on his face. Then picking up the cloth again he wiped a circle clean of the team that had accumulated onto the mirror. He paused and looked at himself in glasses. They looked good, slim, sheik, and accentuated his face perfectly.
Startling him for a brief moment he herd the sound of a towel whip from over the certain and the sound of the rushing water's absence as it was turned off by Morgan. Then with a metallic clicks and clacks, Morgan pushed the curtain to one side, she revealed herself as she was just finishing wrapping the towel under her arms and placed the knot. Morgan was a beautiful young woman, 11 months younger than he, her short wild reddish auburn hair shown bright their violet highlights. Her medium bust, slim waist and long legs were slightly tanned from her visits to the booth next door, as was the rest of her body. Neko chose not to accentuate his attention to his sister's body too much, yet he didn't doubt the judgment of his friend and her boyfriend Dio.
"So Morgan, what are your plans for today now that your cool big brother gone for a while, are the 'Hook up' parties finally going to end?"
"Not a chance, we still have Sarah to work on. I'm sure the girls and I can find some guy that she'll like better that you."
Neko sweat dropped. "I thought you and your little clique stopped trying to break Sarah and me up." Morgan only smiled as she took a towel from the wall and dried her hair vigorously. Shaking his head slowly, Neko sighed and headed out the door of the bathroom. But he stopped in the doorway. "Oh, and Morgan."
"What?" she asked in monotone."
"I didn't see a thing," Morgan was a tad confused by his comment but then found out why, Neko suddenly, and skillfully flicked his foot and leg backwards and through his socks, in between his big and index toe grasped the bottom of the towel that was covering Morgan and pulled it down to the ground, totally exposing her, without looking to see if he has succeeded he headed out of the bathroom. "Bye." He said smirking. Morgan was frantically trying to grab the towel and re-wrap herself as Neko just walked out, leaving the door open for Morgan to deal with. He then turned to his left and headed into his room for a moment before looking at his watch. "Hmm, guess it's about time for me to go see Mary for that update download on my pokédex ready." Inside his room, Neko wen straight to his closet, inside were many shirts and a couple pairs of dress pants, folded on the shelf. He looked for a moment then grabbed a sleeveless vest off one of the hangers and put it on. "There," he whispers to himself," that should do it, now I'm ready to go."
"Neko!" Sarah's voice called from the kitchen, "come on Neko, It's time for you to go!"
"All right, be down in a second!" With a quick enlightened step, he walked swiftly down the hall to the staircase, where he hopped up onto to the banister and slid down speedily. Landing to the ground on his feet he walked straight into the kitchen where he almost bumped directly into his mother.
"Neko Betail," his mother glared up at him with her famous look of death, "If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times not to slide down the stairs like that, you'll break your neck." This did not affect Neko but he played a pretty good act to make his mother feel good.
"Sorry mom, too much of a hurry, wont happen again."
"That's better," she continued, "now get your bag and head over to the P. watch radio tower. A boy named Ben called from their and said that your poké," she hesitated, "poké..."
"Pokégear mother, Pokégear."
"Ah yes, your Pokégear is ready, and he wants you to go to professor Oak to get it." Neko's eye's lit up. He knew that he had gotten his pokédex from professor Oak when he was 10, but he wondered why the professor would want to look at his Pokégear, it was a standard tool for most pokemon trainers.
"Cool," he said calmly, "I'll get my bag." He rushed for the living room grabbing his bag and pouch. He swung his backpack over his shoulders and tied the small pouch too his belt. And a whirlwind pace he headed towards the door, confused Sarah and his mother just stared at him in amazement.
"In all my life I thought I'd never see the day he'd move that fast for something he wanted." His mother exclaimed to Sarah. Sarah's eyes were still a tad bit red from her crying but they were mostly dried out by tissues that Neko's mother had given her.
'I'm just glad that he's moving like that just now, I don't think I could have stood him if he moved that fast in bed, let alone the rest of the time.' Sarah thought to herself. As he stood in the doorway, Neko turned his head back towards the two women staring at him.
"Are you just going to stand there and drool all day or are you going to come with me Sarah?" the startled teen shook herself to attention and tried to answer Neko's quick tongue. "Well?" Neko asked impatiently.
"Uh, yeah, sure ill come with you, just let me grab my shoes," Neko smiled and rolled his eyes jokingly as Sarah moved beside him and bent down to put on her shoes. Neko couldn't help but stare a bit at Sarah's tight buns of steel 'got to love it' he spoke to himself. His mother turned away and walked back into the living room of which she had come from.
As she moved onto her second sneaker, she glanced at Neko, who was staring at her, then she turned back down to her shoes, blushing a bit. When she finished the tied bandanna in her hair and stood next to him. "Let's go." She yipped cheerfully
"OK then let's head out then." Neko swung his body around and stepped though the door, into the open air, Sarah followed shortly as he stepped off the first front stair. They're pace was hearty and quick, so it wasn't long before they were on the main road walking up towards the goldenrod Gym. Little words were shared at this time; there really wasn't much to really talk about.
"Hard to believe that the next time I come back here ill be a visitor," Neko mumbled to himself as he walked onto the road from the sidewalk to cross the street. Trees almost double the height as the houses behind them shaded most of the road and gave a nice bit of breeze every so often. Coming to the end of the road Neko and Sarah turned left towards the city gym. As the gym came into view, large statue's of normal type pokémon stood beside the large main building, along with many smaller buildings, one being the gym leader's house, and other's being small training area's for the other trainers that trained there. The main building was decked out with sculptures and engraving on the walks of different pokemon and the many different types of pokéballs.
"I see Whitney is trying to keep the place clean, right Sarah?"
"What?" She picked up her head from looking at the pavement. "Uhh, right. Eh heh." Neko shook his head slowly
"Sarah, I know you don't want me to go, but you have to realize that this is something I really want to do. I've never asked for much in my life, just to have food, shelter, clothing, a roof over my head, and love from you, that's all."
"Well, that is true, you've never really asked for much, even in bed you were pretty modest about yourself."
Neko blushed "Oh come on Sarah lets not go there."
"Don't try to resist it Neko, you know that you're going to miss making steamy love to me at night." She starred at him seductively as if she wanted to do it right there on the pavement. "Don't tell me you don't enjoy it."
"I'm not denying that I love every second of it, and I'm defiantly not denying that I'm going to miss it."
"Then why leave when you have everything you need right here."
"Because I don't Sarah, that's my point." Crossing under the highway, the couple stared onto the small street that led to the radio tower. Neko stopped in place. "I don't have 'everything' I need here. Sure I have friends, family, a lover" he caressed her face in his hand, which she grabbed hold to with her own hand. "But what's missing is the adventure of traveling throughout the continents of Johto and Kanto. My only survival, whatever is in my pack and what I can get in the occasional town or city I come across. My only friends, the pokémon that I train and spend the hottest days and the coldest nights with."
"Sounds like tons of fun." Sarah answered in a sarcastic tone, she rolled her eyes slowly, and she obviously didn't think that having this kind of adventure would be the best thing for him.
"It will be," He retorted ignoring Sarah's sarcasm. Walking again they passed the train station and a small playground. Continuing they saw the front glass doors of the radio tower. As he stepped onto the steps, walking to the doors, Sarah tugged at his shoulder holding him back. Then just as he turned around to look at her she jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her legs around his legs his waist. Surprised, Neko took a small step back to stable himself, and as he did Sarah pressed her lips against his and parted them into a romantic passionate kiss. Each set of lips glistened with moisture, each mouth feeding of the others. Parting after about six seconds, She slid herself down so her crotch was aligned against his, where from there she grinded against it forcefully, making Neko a tad aroused.
"Sarah," He whispered to her, though his voice soft, he still took command, "Not here, not now"
"Why not babe?" she asked, here eyes glared back at him like a defenseless kitten's would.
"Because hun, just not right now," He sighed sorrowfully. He knew that he would miss having her around to love him, but that was a sacrifice he was willing to make.
Finally Sarah slid off him sadly, turned, and walked into the radio tower, and following her, he did the same. Looking around the large building, they saw a hostess standing behind a counter, wearing a red skirt, red dress jacket, and a red hat with a black stripe. Being polite Neko nodded to her and said, "Thank you Rachel, but we know where we're going."
"O.K. Neko," Rachel responded, "Have a nice day."
"You too."
Walking onward, Neko caught up with Sarah. As he put his hand on her shoulder she made a week smile at him. The two passed a few other people along the way. Glancing at a sign they scanned it to see where professor Oak's studio was. Finding this out they headed up the stairs to the next floor. Finishing the first flight of stairs they saw Breauna's studio. "Jabbering away as usual" Neko, whispered to himself, getting ready for her password show later that evening. Walking onward with Sarah, they came up to a security guard standing by the stairs up to the third floor. As they started to pass the guard, he stopped them.
"And where do you think your going?" the guard scowled at Neko. Quirking his right eyebrow, Neko just started at the guard for asking, but he answered anyway
"We're just heading up to the Professor's studio so I can grab my poke' gear from him." Then, all of a sudden, the guard's face lit up with a smile and a more relaxed posture.
"Oh, well then, just go right on ahead, have a good time"
"Thanks, you too" Neko replied. As they headed up the stairs, the guard called for them again.
"Uh, Ma'am, Ma'am?"
"Yes," Sarah looked back over her shoulder towards the guard
Rummaging in his vest pocked he took out a small card, about the size of a credit card. "Take this, its a card key, you'll need it to get to the professor's office, he wanted me to give that to anyone who wanted to see him." The guard then handed the card off to Sarah.
"Oh, well thank you," Sarah smiled at the guard and quickened her step to catch up with Neko who was at the top of the stairs already. When she got to the top of the stairs, Neko was about to go up another flight of stairs. "Neko," She called to him. Turning around to the sound of his own name being called he replied. "Yeah, Hun?"
"The guard wanted us to have this card key, he says that it will open the door so we can head up to the professor's studio." Holding up the card for Neko to see, it was credit card shaped, smooth, and white, almost if it has no use at all
"Oh, well then I'll meet you over at the door then." Neko turned his body quickly turning to the right and walked over to a large, sliding, locked door that had a card swipe lock on a panel to the side of it. Sarah ran to him and slid the card though the reader, then the small red light on the lock turned green, indicating that the door was now unlocked. Sarah opened it and walked though, Neko wasn't far behind her. Walking up the long staircase to Professor Oak's studio, a pondering face became apparent on Sarah's face. "Neko," she spoke softly, "I know its an odd time to be saying this but, what's professor oak like, I mean do you really know?"
"To tell you the truth Sarah, I don't know," he responded, "The only time I've really met professor oak was when I went to one of his trainer assemblies, that's when he gave me my pokédex. But it was strange, he only gave a pokédex to the children that were trainers, and even though I told him I wasn't a trainer, he gave me one anyway."
"Weird," Sarah thought aloud.
Finally reaching the top of the stairs, Sarah stops and lets Neko pass her, so he may be the first to enter. Nodding, he passes, and opens the door quietly, as he passed though, the sudden smell of fresh carpet filled his nostrils. The walls were painted in an off white, honey, color. Similar to the one that he saw within the pokémon center; looking further down the small corridor he saw an empty rolling chair, probably for where Mary sits, but the other chair was out of his sight, behind a wall. Taking a few steps forward to see if he could see anybody another, faint, but distinctive odor.
Stopping dead in his tracks, he held out his hand to his side, motioning to Sarah not to go any further. Then, lifting his nose a little higher, he sniffed intensely. Thankfully for him, all that time in the pokémon center, he had learned to sniff out different scents and odors to tell where a pokemon might have a hidden wound or maybe where it had originally come from if it was either abandoned and brought in, or found by officer jenny, nurse joy, or himself.
"Why would I be smelling blood around here," he thought to himself as he took another few steps, the smell got stronger as he got closer to the door to the main studio. Then, Neko stopped dead again, his face almost white, shocked at what he saw when he looked thought the glass into the booth.
Sarah, wondering what he was looking at, walked up beside him and looked thought the glass herself; then she realized why. The glass, shattered all over the floor, Professor Oak. Sitting in a rolling chair, which had previously hidden by the wall. All over the professor was blood, smeared all over his face neck, dripping a bit from his nose, one of his hands, also smeared with blood on the fingers and knuckles, rested on his chest for the professor was slouching in his chair, head thrown backwards. His other hand was limply hanging over one side of the chair, also smeared with blood. A single drop fell from his hand to the floor, and all the two teens could do was just stare...
"Neko... Neko! Get your get that lazy wet ass of yours out of the shower, into some clothing, and get down here for your breakfast, or else your going to be late!"
Neko groaned as he opened the door of the bathroom, just to the right of the stairs. With one towel around his waist and another around his head, as he dried his hair; he slowly sauntered into his room. "Un-thoughtful girl" he thought, "doesn't realize how good a hot bath 'alone' feels".
Meanwhile, down in the kitchen of the house, a beautiful maiden, about fifteen, put a sliced bagel into a toaster to brown. Then, moving to another section of the counter poured hot water into two mugs as she placed green tea bags into them. "It won't be pleasant around here anymore without Neko's smiling face." Her face was full of sadness, worries, and thoughts. "I wish I could travel with him, instead of caring for Morgan and Ms. Betail." She sighed in realization, "oh well, I guess it's what I do best."
While watching the stairs for Neko, Morgan crossed from her own room on the left, heading into the bathroom. She giggled to herself gazing upon Morgan's entertaining posture and morning complexion. "Another night with Dio last night I'm sure." She scolded herself silently for her thoughts, then, sinfully she sipped her tea. Suddenly, behind her, the bagel she had browned, popped up with a small ding. Walking back to the toaster, she grabbed and opened a small tub of Mamma Moo's, a near by milk tank dairy, Cream Cheese.
With slow rhythmic thundering thuds, Neko sauntered down the stairs with an exhausted, but somewhat happy grin. Neko had changed from his earlier 'towel' look, into a pair of baggy dark blue jeans, a white tank top, and a pair of black socks. His hair was sort of slicked back but stood in spikes since it was not long enough to do so fully. It hardly took her a second to realize his presence.
'Oh, he recovered nicely,' she giggled to herself.
Pausing, she took a sip of her tea. As Neko was walking to the breakfast nook table, she gave him his mug, took the bagel and cream cheese, and set it on the table about the same time he sat. She bent over and kissed his cheek softly. "Miss me?" she smiled
"Just about as much as I'm going to miss this kind of breakfast in the morning." Just as she went to get her tea, and he sipped his own made a face. "Sarah," he spoke, "There's something wrong with my tea." Worried, Sarah fled to the table.
"What, what's wrong, to hot, to weak, what is it?"
"There's no sake in it." He grinned. Sarah only frowned.
"And there isn't going to be any." She smacked the back of Neko's head sending his face swinging into this bagel, cheese face first. Almost shattering the plate holding it.
Neko brought his head and up slowly, the bagel sticking to his face. "Ouch," he whispered.
"Serves you right." Sarah responded.
Gripping the bottom of the bagel with his teeth, he pulled it off his face, level with the table, placed a hand to it and bit.
Then wrapping her arms around his neck and shoulders, she sighed. "I still don't want you to go Neko."
"I know you don't like me leaving kitten," he replied softly sipping his tea again," But this is something, that I feel, I have to do."
"But why can't you just train here in Goldenrod, and still live at home." She sobbed.
"Because Kitten, if I don't travel thought all the Jhoto Gyms and train properly, I won't be a full potential trainer." She sobbed as a tear was shed from her eye falling onto his shoulder as he sipped his tea and finished his bagel. "And besides, I will come back when it is time to Battle Whitney. And I'm sure Bill will want me to catch that Scyther at the park."
Grasping tighter now, sobbing violently, She then let go and ran up to living room crying. But she inadvertently not fully let go when she started, pulling the chair off balance, sending the chair and Neko backward to the floor; the chair broke and went to pieces when it hit.
"That's major ache-ness" Neko painfully whispered. He got up and slowly hobbled to the counter, putting away his dishes 'needed a new chair anyway' he thought, looking at the now pieces of shattered wood. Neko shrugged as he moved into the living room. 'Maybe I can convince mom to let me use some as fire wood,' he smirked and laughed weekly to himself.
On a chair stool sat Neko's backpack and belt satchel. As he stood over the pack, he unzipped all of the pouches to see if he was missing anything. "Let's see," he whispered," got a pair of pants and shorts, extra shirt, tank-top, dress shirt." He moved the clothing to one side of the bag with his hand. "Jacket, bandanna, socks, boxers, portable hammock." Putting all of the items back in proper order he zipped up that pouch and moved to the front pouch, it was empty. "Ugh... oh yeah, haven't bought pokéballs yet, but might as well put my note pad in there for now." He removed a small note pad from his pocket and placed it in the pouch. He then zipped it up and moved to the one on the right. This one was also empty except for two TM balls which contained attacks bill had extracted for him. One was extreme speed, and the other was Shadow ball. Zipping up that pouch he moved to the second one on that side. "Ah, two cream sodas nice and cold." He zipped up that pouch and moved to the left side of his pack. "Uh... two potions, and an assortment of berries." Feeling satisfied with himself, he zipped up the final pouch. Then he grasped the belt satchel and looped it to his belt. In it, he already knew, was he pokédex and a palm pilot. Next to that was a knife, the handle was specially carved out of Amberite Then reaching to his back pocket to retrieve his gauntlets, he realized that he was missing something. "Oye," he smacked himself on the forehead.
He walked through the kitchen, up the stairs, and to the bathroom door, and knocked.
"Come in," He opened the door slowly as he stepped inside. "But be careful, there's water on the floor"
"OK." He answered
"Oh, Neko, is that you?"
"Yeah, who were you expecting? Gliger man?" Morgan's head popped out of the curtains...
"Who, Where!"
"Oye" Neko sweat-dropped "Ah, there they are" Neko moved cautiously to the sink counter where he grabbed a black pair of gloves and slipped them over his hands and wrists. "There." He whispered as he flexed his fingers and thumb around as he felt the glove on his fist. Then looking down again he saw something of even more importance that Morgan, as usual, didn't care anything about "Morgan, why are my glasses on the floor, and covered with water.
"Ugh..." Morgan tried to recover.
"Err, Never mind," he took a deep breath, "Guess I should be grateful that you didn't break them." Picking his glasses up off the ground, he removed a blue face cloth off its ring and dried them off. After the cleaning, Neko set the cloth on the sink counter and put his glasses on his face. Then picking up the cloth again he wiped a circle clean of the team that had accumulated onto the mirror. He paused and looked at himself in glasses. They looked good, slim, sheik, and accentuated his face perfectly.
Startling him for a brief moment he herd the sound of a towel whip from over the certain and the sound of the rushing water's absence as it was turned off by Morgan. Then with a metallic clicks and clacks, Morgan pushed the curtain to one side, she revealed herself as she was just finishing wrapping the towel under her arms and placed the knot. Morgan was a beautiful young woman, 11 months younger than he, her short wild reddish auburn hair shown bright their violet highlights. Her medium bust, slim waist and long legs were slightly tanned from her visits to the booth next door, as was the rest of her body. Neko chose not to accentuate his attention to his sister's body too much, yet he didn't doubt the judgment of his friend and her boyfriend Dio.
"So Morgan, what are your plans for today now that your cool big brother gone for a while, are the 'Hook up' parties finally going to end?"
"Not a chance, we still have Sarah to work on. I'm sure the girls and I can find some guy that she'll like better that you."
Neko sweat dropped. "I thought you and your little clique stopped trying to break Sarah and me up." Morgan only smiled as she took a towel from the wall and dried her hair vigorously. Shaking his head slowly, Neko sighed and headed out the door of the bathroom. But he stopped in the doorway. "Oh, and Morgan."
"What?" she asked in monotone."
"I didn't see a thing," Morgan was a tad confused by his comment but then found out why, Neko suddenly, and skillfully flicked his foot and leg backwards and through his socks, in between his big and index toe grasped the bottom of the towel that was covering Morgan and pulled it down to the ground, totally exposing her, without looking to see if he has succeeded he headed out of the bathroom. "Bye." He said smirking. Morgan was frantically trying to grab the towel and re-wrap herself as Neko just walked out, leaving the door open for Morgan to deal with. He then turned to his left and headed into his room for a moment before looking at his watch. "Hmm, guess it's about time for me to go see Mary for that update download on my pokédex ready." Inside his room, Neko wen straight to his closet, inside were many shirts and a couple pairs of dress pants, folded on the shelf. He looked for a moment then grabbed a sleeveless vest off one of the hangers and put it on. "There," he whispers to himself," that should do it, now I'm ready to go."
"Neko!" Sarah's voice called from the kitchen, "come on Neko, It's time for you to go!"
"All right, be down in a second!" With a quick enlightened step, he walked swiftly down the hall to the staircase, where he hopped up onto to the banister and slid down speedily. Landing to the ground on his feet he walked straight into the kitchen where he almost bumped directly into his mother.
"Neko Betail," his mother glared up at him with her famous look of death, "If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times not to slide down the stairs like that, you'll break your neck." This did not affect Neko but he played a pretty good act to make his mother feel good.
"Sorry mom, too much of a hurry, wont happen again."
"That's better," she continued, "now get your bag and head over to the P. watch radio tower. A boy named Ben called from their and said that your poké," she hesitated, "poké..."
"Pokégear mother, Pokégear."
"Ah yes, your Pokégear is ready, and he wants you to go to professor Oak to get it." Neko's eye's lit up. He knew that he had gotten his pokédex from professor Oak when he was 10, but he wondered why the professor would want to look at his Pokégear, it was a standard tool for most pokemon trainers.
"Cool," he said calmly, "I'll get my bag." He rushed for the living room grabbing his bag and pouch. He swung his backpack over his shoulders and tied the small pouch too his belt. And a whirlwind pace he headed towards the door, confused Sarah and his mother just stared at him in amazement.
"In all my life I thought I'd never see the day he'd move that fast for something he wanted." His mother exclaimed to Sarah. Sarah's eyes were still a tad bit red from her crying but they were mostly dried out by tissues that Neko's mother had given her.
'I'm just glad that he's moving like that just now, I don't think I could have stood him if he moved that fast in bed, let alone the rest of the time.' Sarah thought to herself. As he stood in the doorway, Neko turned his head back towards the two women staring at him.
"Are you just going to stand there and drool all day or are you going to come with me Sarah?" the startled teen shook herself to attention and tried to answer Neko's quick tongue. "Well?" Neko asked impatiently.
"Uh, yeah, sure ill come with you, just let me grab my shoes," Neko smiled and rolled his eyes jokingly as Sarah moved beside him and bent down to put on her shoes. Neko couldn't help but stare a bit at Sarah's tight buns of steel 'got to love it' he spoke to himself. His mother turned away and walked back into the living room of which she had come from.
As she moved onto her second sneaker, she glanced at Neko, who was staring at her, then she turned back down to her shoes, blushing a bit. When she finished the tied bandanna in her hair and stood next to him. "Let's go." She yipped cheerfully
"OK then let's head out then." Neko swung his body around and stepped though the door, into the open air, Sarah followed shortly as he stepped off the first front stair. They're pace was hearty and quick, so it wasn't long before they were on the main road walking up towards the goldenrod Gym. Little words were shared at this time; there really wasn't much to really talk about.
"Hard to believe that the next time I come back here ill be a visitor," Neko mumbled to himself as he walked onto the road from the sidewalk to cross the street. Trees almost double the height as the houses behind them shaded most of the road and gave a nice bit of breeze every so often. Coming to the end of the road Neko and Sarah turned left towards the city gym. As the gym came into view, large statue's of normal type pokémon stood beside the large main building, along with many smaller buildings, one being the gym leader's house, and other's being small training area's for the other trainers that trained there. The main building was decked out with sculptures and engraving on the walks of different pokemon and the many different types of pokéballs.
"I see Whitney is trying to keep the place clean, right Sarah?"
"What?" She picked up her head from looking at the pavement. "Uhh, right. Eh heh." Neko shook his head slowly
"Sarah, I know you don't want me to go, but you have to realize that this is something I really want to do. I've never asked for much in my life, just to have food, shelter, clothing, a roof over my head, and love from you, that's all."
"Well, that is true, you've never really asked for much, even in bed you were pretty modest about yourself."
Neko blushed "Oh come on Sarah lets not go there."
"Don't try to resist it Neko, you know that you're going to miss making steamy love to me at night." She starred at him seductively as if she wanted to do it right there on the pavement. "Don't tell me you don't enjoy it."
"I'm not denying that I love every second of it, and I'm defiantly not denying that I'm going to miss it."
"Then why leave when you have everything you need right here."
"Because I don't Sarah, that's my point." Crossing under the highway, the couple stared onto the small street that led to the radio tower. Neko stopped in place. "I don't have 'everything' I need here. Sure I have friends, family, a lover" he caressed her face in his hand, which she grabbed hold to with her own hand. "But what's missing is the adventure of traveling throughout the continents of Johto and Kanto. My only survival, whatever is in my pack and what I can get in the occasional town or city I come across. My only friends, the pokémon that I train and spend the hottest days and the coldest nights with."
"Sounds like tons of fun." Sarah answered in a sarcastic tone, she rolled her eyes slowly, and she obviously didn't think that having this kind of adventure would be the best thing for him.
"It will be," He retorted ignoring Sarah's sarcasm. Walking again they passed the train station and a small playground. Continuing they saw the front glass doors of the radio tower. As he stepped onto the steps, walking to the doors, Sarah tugged at his shoulder holding him back. Then just as he turned around to look at her she jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her legs around his legs his waist. Surprised, Neko took a small step back to stable himself, and as he did Sarah pressed her lips against his and parted them into a romantic passionate kiss. Each set of lips glistened with moisture, each mouth feeding of the others. Parting after about six seconds, She slid herself down so her crotch was aligned against his, where from there she grinded against it forcefully, making Neko a tad aroused.
"Sarah," He whispered to her, though his voice soft, he still took command, "Not here, not now"
"Why not babe?" she asked, here eyes glared back at him like a defenseless kitten's would.
"Because hun, just not right now," He sighed sorrowfully. He knew that he would miss having her around to love him, but that was a sacrifice he was willing to make.
Finally Sarah slid off him sadly, turned, and walked into the radio tower, and following her, he did the same. Looking around the large building, they saw a hostess standing behind a counter, wearing a red skirt, red dress jacket, and a red hat with a black stripe. Being polite Neko nodded to her and said, "Thank you Rachel, but we know where we're going."
"O.K. Neko," Rachel responded, "Have a nice day."
"You too."
Walking onward, Neko caught up with Sarah. As he put his hand on her shoulder she made a week smile at him. The two passed a few other people along the way. Glancing at a sign they scanned it to see where professor Oak's studio was. Finding this out they headed up the stairs to the next floor. Finishing the first flight of stairs they saw Breauna's studio. "Jabbering away as usual" Neko, whispered to himself, getting ready for her password show later that evening. Walking onward with Sarah, they came up to a security guard standing by the stairs up to the third floor. As they started to pass the guard, he stopped them.
"And where do you think your going?" the guard scowled at Neko. Quirking his right eyebrow, Neko just started at the guard for asking, but he answered anyway
"We're just heading up to the Professor's studio so I can grab my poke' gear from him." Then, all of a sudden, the guard's face lit up with a smile and a more relaxed posture.
"Oh, well then, just go right on ahead, have a good time"
"Thanks, you too" Neko replied. As they headed up the stairs, the guard called for them again.
"Uh, Ma'am, Ma'am?"
"Yes," Sarah looked back over her shoulder towards the guard
Rummaging in his vest pocked he took out a small card, about the size of a credit card. "Take this, its a card key, you'll need it to get to the professor's office, he wanted me to give that to anyone who wanted to see him." The guard then handed the card off to Sarah.
"Oh, well thank you," Sarah smiled at the guard and quickened her step to catch up with Neko who was at the top of the stairs already. When she got to the top of the stairs, Neko was about to go up another flight of stairs. "Neko," She called to him. Turning around to the sound of his own name being called he replied. "Yeah, Hun?"
"The guard wanted us to have this card key, he says that it will open the door so we can head up to the professor's studio." Holding up the card for Neko to see, it was credit card shaped, smooth, and white, almost if it has no use at all
"Oh, well then I'll meet you over at the door then." Neko turned his body quickly turning to the right and walked over to a large, sliding, locked door that had a card swipe lock on a panel to the side of it. Sarah ran to him and slid the card though the reader, then the small red light on the lock turned green, indicating that the door was now unlocked. Sarah opened it and walked though, Neko wasn't far behind her. Walking up the long staircase to Professor Oak's studio, a pondering face became apparent on Sarah's face. "Neko," she spoke softly, "I know its an odd time to be saying this but, what's professor oak like, I mean do you really know?"
"To tell you the truth Sarah, I don't know," he responded, "The only time I've really met professor oak was when I went to one of his trainer assemblies, that's when he gave me my pokédex. But it was strange, he only gave a pokédex to the children that were trainers, and even though I told him I wasn't a trainer, he gave me one anyway."
"Weird," Sarah thought aloud.
Finally reaching the top of the stairs, Sarah stops and lets Neko pass her, so he may be the first to enter. Nodding, he passes, and opens the door quietly, as he passed though, the sudden smell of fresh carpet filled his nostrils. The walls were painted in an off white, honey, color. Similar to the one that he saw within the pokémon center; looking further down the small corridor he saw an empty rolling chair, probably for where Mary sits, but the other chair was out of his sight, behind a wall. Taking a few steps forward to see if he could see anybody another, faint, but distinctive odor.
Stopping dead in his tracks, he held out his hand to his side, motioning to Sarah not to go any further. Then, lifting his nose a little higher, he sniffed intensely. Thankfully for him, all that time in the pokémon center, he had learned to sniff out different scents and odors to tell where a pokemon might have a hidden wound or maybe where it had originally come from if it was either abandoned and brought in, or found by officer jenny, nurse joy, or himself.
"Why would I be smelling blood around here," he thought to himself as he took another few steps, the smell got stronger as he got closer to the door to the main studio. Then, Neko stopped dead again, his face almost white, shocked at what he saw when he looked thought the glass into the booth.
Sarah, wondering what he was looking at, walked up beside him and looked thought the glass herself; then she realized why. The glass, shattered all over the floor, Professor Oak. Sitting in a rolling chair, which had previously hidden by the wall. All over the professor was blood, smeared all over his face neck, dripping a bit from his nose, one of his hands, also smeared with blood on the fingers and knuckles, rested on his chest for the professor was slouching in his chair, head thrown backwards. His other hand was limply hanging over one side of the chair, also smeared with blood. A single drop fell from his hand to the floor, and all the two teens could do was just stare...