As Jewel started to wake from her nap she started purring softly, nestling herself closer to Sarah for warmth. Cooing, Sarah stroked Jewel's head and neck gently; Jewel's reaction was an even louder purr. Coming under the shade of a large tree, Sarah stepped along the small stone path up to the front door of her house. Freeing one of her arms she checked to see if the door was locked, which it wasn't. Opening the door wide with a twist and a push, She walked in the house, pushing the door shut behind her with her foot.
"Sarah," Ms. Betail called,
"Yes Ma'am?"
"Is Neko still with you or did he leave for the train station?"
"He's left ma'am"
"I see," Ms. Betail's voice could barely be herd, there was a strange moment of silence, Sarah, in curiosity walked towards the living room where she thought she herd Ms. Betail's voice. As she got closer, she could now hear her conversing with another voice, a deep male voice. Pressing her body up against the wall beside the opening to the living room, she put her ear to the wall and closed her eyes, trying to hear what exactly they were talking about.
"So, the boy has finally set out on his own journey," Hearing his voice more clearly, Sarah noticed that the man's voice sounded a lot like Neko's, only deeper and a little more matured.
"Yes Angus, he has." Sadness came from Ms. Betail's voice, almost a frightened one. "Please, keep your men away from him. He doesn't need that kind of stress."
"I don't know if I can do that Darling, the organization doesn't usually make exceptions. As long as he keeps out of our operations I'm sure he'll be fine."
Curiosity getting the best of her, Sarah inched her way from the wall and moved her head slightly to the side, trying to get a peek of who was talking to Ms. Betail. She also wondered what they were talking about; it was a strange conversation indeed. Once her head was clear of the wall she peered inside the living room where the two were talking. She saw Ms. Betail sitting in her chair, her legs crossed, tears rolling slowly from her eyes. The man she was talking to was tall, dark hair, and from what she could tell wore mostly black. The man was standing sideways from where Sarah what watching, his stance strong. But then, switching his weight from one foot to another, she was able to catch a glance at the front of the heavy shirt he was wearing. And with a sudden shock, she saw an emblem that scarred her greatly. It was the emblem of Team Rocket. Gasping she cupped her hand over her mouth taking her head away from the opening to the living room and back the wall. 'Team Rocket?' she asked herself 'what do they have to do with Neko?' Stretching long, Jewel opened her mouth wide. And after a long yawn, she looked up at Sarah with her large hazel eye and squeaked out a pre mature meow.
"Sarah?" Ms. Betail's voice called to her, "Please come in here."
"Y...Yes ma'am." Cautiously Sarah moved away from the wall, stepping back about a step. Sweat beaded off her brow as she gathered up enough energy to actually make herself visible to Ms. Betail and the man. Once enough strength had come to her she took a large side step into the entryway and looked at the floor in front of her, not at either Ms. Betail or the Man.
"Look up here Sarah, there's nothing really to be a scared of."
"Please ma'am I'd rather not." In actuality, just the thought of looking directly at the man's face almost made her sick to her stomach. Because if her assumptions were right her way of thinking about Ms. Betail, Neko and Morgan would change forever.
"Well, Never the less Sarah," The man spoke to her, "It's time we had a talk."
"I know what your going to say," closing her eyes again, shuttering, "Angus Betail." Forcing himself, he slowly smiled. His eyes gleamed yellow and green, mixing insidiously.
"Yes Sarah, I am Neko's father. And I am unfortunately here to inform this family that Team Rocket is raising their offense again. However since I was not able to catch Neko before he left, I'm afraid that he might try to interfere and end up getting himself hurt or even killed."
"Killed?" Sarah stepped back, her stomach muscles churning frantically her brow sweat slightly as her face cringed with worry and pain. "I thought that Team Rocket were only about making money and world domination through Pokémon, Didn't they have a code against actually killing people?"
"A lot has changed since I was a first enrolled. Now I'm one of the top executives and Geovani has grown old, and the ones that are taking his place, do no have the same sense of honor that he did in his youth." Mr. Betail sighed heavily; lowering his head he shook it slowly and solemnly. As he brought his head back, taking a deep breath, Sarah, for the first time, looked into his eyes, moving her hair from her face. But what she saw was not the blank or cynical stare, but a warm glow soft and full of passion.
Speaking softly Ms. Betail made her voice known. "Are you sure there's nothing you can do Angus?"
"I'm sure."
Now silent, Sarah sidestepped hesitantly towards the small couch on the other side of the living room. Looking down at Jewel, she petted her small fragile head.
"Neko..."
"Sarah," he spoke softly to himself remembering their happy childhood as foster siblings. Every moment they spent, brought them closer to becoming a couple. However shortly afterward, he leaves on his pokemon journey, shattering her.
Tears started to fill Neko's soft hazel eyes as he looked out upon the moving scenery outside his seat window. Closing his eyes the teardrops thickly run along his face leaving a heavy line. He leaned back, deeper into the leather-padded couch almost cuddling himself against the couch and the wall near the window. Tears started to fill Neko's soft hazel eyes as he looked out upon the moving scenery outside his seat window.
"Why did you have to take it so hard?" He asked himself. Another heavy tear rolls down his cheek. Then picking up his head and perking his ears, he hears the vending stewardess for this car. He waited for her to come closer before he called out to her. She walked with a sexy sway in her hips. Her dress didn't help either 'does it ever?' he thinks. The stewardess's waist was slim and well trimmed. Her chest was full figured and held nicely in place, bouncing slightly with every stride. Her face was so pleasant with a that large grin on her face and perky personality. As she approached him he called to her quickly by raising his arm and stated.
"Stewardess."
"Yes?" She turned and smiled to him.
"Is Sake available on this train?"
"Yes sir, but not to minors."
"I see," he retorted, "then may I have a glass of water and some Sushi, with plenty of Wasabi."
"No problem sir, what kind of Sushi would you like sir?"
"Oh... Tuna, Teriyaki sword fish, and Pike Eel cheek if possible."
"No a problem sir, I'll have it in just a few minutes."
"Thank you." Turning his attention away from the stewardess, he sank himself into the leather cushioning of his bench. The sun from the window glared down on him as he began to sweat. He could feel the deep soaking that the back of his white Tank top sticking to his back as he tried to reposition himself. His chest was also quite hot, yet for some reason in wasn't drenched in sweat. Deciding not to complain, he pulled himself away from the back of the bench and reached to the small wall mounted table just under the window. On top of it was his pokédex, which he hadn't fully felt comfortable, having on his belt during the trip.
With a combination of flicking his wrist and pressing his thumb against the opening nook, he flipped the pokédex open. With that opening came a voice, somewhat mysterious yet suitable. The first thing it stated was its name, Dex. The next statement made was that it had scanned Neko and affiliated him as its owner. Next was how many Pokémon Neko had registered in its memory. Finally it asked a question; the question was if Neko wanted to insert any previous knowledge from another pokédex either automatically or manually. With voice command, Neko input 'Manual Knowledge Interface'. Then, with voice command still engaged, Neko began putting in every piece of knowledge he had obtained though his training at the pokémon center and the grooming salon.
After about 5 minutes time, Neko had just finished putting information of Murkrow, a sly creature, who have always admired shiny objects. These creatures also can be found in groups of 3 or 4, working together at times to gain the advantage over people or other Pokemon. Just then a Neko felt a soft tapping on his shoulder. Startled a tad, he pulled his pokédex away from his face and turned quickly. He found himself face to face with an eye full of cleavage starring at him. However, this sight did not last for long, it was only moments before the stewardess stood back up, a little red in the face.
"Sir, would you kindly extend your seat table?" Without saying a word Neko reached over against to the table just under the window, and from under it set up the extension, placing the collapsible leg with his foot.
"All right, here you are sir. Your water, your custom sushi plate." He thought that she would stop there, but she didn't. "And a little something I pulled, since you're so cute." Neko watched her bend over, giving another full view of her cleavage, however this time he turned his face away and turned his attention to the table, where the stewardess set a small bottle of Sake.
Knowing better that to take act dumb, he thanked the stewardess kindly and smiled sweetly at her, with a little colour in his cheeks. The stewardess smiling happily, as most do, she winked at him with a completely obvious presumption that she may have had a bit too much to drink herself.
"Yes, thank you again, uh how much will this cost?"
"Oh, it's a special today, all first meals for passengers are free." She leaned sideways, closer to him, "even though they over charge the rest of the time to even out the difference." Intrigued, Neko lifted his brow slightly and nodded.
"Then I'll just make sure I don't have anything else today eh?" The two laughed to themselves. And hearing someone else call the stewardess, she almost skipped off towards the next customer. Neko could help himself but look at how her hips swayed as she walked, every curve so perfect. Shaking it off he realized that his stomach was beating on him so he would eat something. And always being courteous to his stomach, he took up the chopsticks and took in a piece of Tuna Sushi with one bite.
"Sarah," Ms. Betail called,
"Yes Ma'am?"
"Is Neko still with you or did he leave for the train station?"
"He's left ma'am"
"I see," Ms. Betail's voice could barely be herd, there was a strange moment of silence, Sarah, in curiosity walked towards the living room where she thought she herd Ms. Betail's voice. As she got closer, she could now hear her conversing with another voice, a deep male voice. Pressing her body up against the wall beside the opening to the living room, she put her ear to the wall and closed her eyes, trying to hear what exactly they were talking about.
"So, the boy has finally set out on his own journey," Hearing his voice more clearly, Sarah noticed that the man's voice sounded a lot like Neko's, only deeper and a little more matured.
"Yes Angus, he has." Sadness came from Ms. Betail's voice, almost a frightened one. "Please, keep your men away from him. He doesn't need that kind of stress."
"I don't know if I can do that Darling, the organization doesn't usually make exceptions. As long as he keeps out of our operations I'm sure he'll be fine."
Curiosity getting the best of her, Sarah inched her way from the wall and moved her head slightly to the side, trying to get a peek of who was talking to Ms. Betail. She also wondered what they were talking about; it was a strange conversation indeed. Once her head was clear of the wall she peered inside the living room where the two were talking. She saw Ms. Betail sitting in her chair, her legs crossed, tears rolling slowly from her eyes. The man she was talking to was tall, dark hair, and from what she could tell wore mostly black. The man was standing sideways from where Sarah what watching, his stance strong. But then, switching his weight from one foot to another, she was able to catch a glance at the front of the heavy shirt he was wearing. And with a sudden shock, she saw an emblem that scarred her greatly. It was the emblem of Team Rocket. Gasping she cupped her hand over her mouth taking her head away from the opening to the living room and back the wall. 'Team Rocket?' she asked herself 'what do they have to do with Neko?' Stretching long, Jewel opened her mouth wide. And after a long yawn, she looked up at Sarah with her large hazel eye and squeaked out a pre mature meow.
"Sarah?" Ms. Betail's voice called to her, "Please come in here."
"Y...Yes ma'am." Cautiously Sarah moved away from the wall, stepping back about a step. Sweat beaded off her brow as she gathered up enough energy to actually make herself visible to Ms. Betail and the man. Once enough strength had come to her she took a large side step into the entryway and looked at the floor in front of her, not at either Ms. Betail or the Man.
"Look up here Sarah, there's nothing really to be a scared of."
"Please ma'am I'd rather not." In actuality, just the thought of looking directly at the man's face almost made her sick to her stomach. Because if her assumptions were right her way of thinking about Ms. Betail, Neko and Morgan would change forever.
"Well, Never the less Sarah," The man spoke to her, "It's time we had a talk."
"I know what your going to say," closing her eyes again, shuttering, "Angus Betail." Forcing himself, he slowly smiled. His eyes gleamed yellow and green, mixing insidiously.
"Yes Sarah, I am Neko's father. And I am unfortunately here to inform this family that Team Rocket is raising their offense again. However since I was not able to catch Neko before he left, I'm afraid that he might try to interfere and end up getting himself hurt or even killed."
"Killed?" Sarah stepped back, her stomach muscles churning frantically her brow sweat slightly as her face cringed with worry and pain. "I thought that Team Rocket were only about making money and world domination through Pokémon, Didn't they have a code against actually killing people?"
"A lot has changed since I was a first enrolled. Now I'm one of the top executives and Geovani has grown old, and the ones that are taking his place, do no have the same sense of honor that he did in his youth." Mr. Betail sighed heavily; lowering his head he shook it slowly and solemnly. As he brought his head back, taking a deep breath, Sarah, for the first time, looked into his eyes, moving her hair from her face. But what she saw was not the blank or cynical stare, but a warm glow soft and full of passion.
Speaking softly Ms. Betail made her voice known. "Are you sure there's nothing you can do Angus?"
"I'm sure."
Now silent, Sarah sidestepped hesitantly towards the small couch on the other side of the living room. Looking down at Jewel, she petted her small fragile head.
"Neko..."
"Sarah," he spoke softly to himself remembering their happy childhood as foster siblings. Every moment they spent, brought them closer to becoming a couple. However shortly afterward, he leaves on his pokemon journey, shattering her.
Tears started to fill Neko's soft hazel eyes as he looked out upon the moving scenery outside his seat window. Closing his eyes the teardrops thickly run along his face leaving a heavy line. He leaned back, deeper into the leather-padded couch almost cuddling himself against the couch and the wall near the window. Tears started to fill Neko's soft hazel eyes as he looked out upon the moving scenery outside his seat window.
"Why did you have to take it so hard?" He asked himself. Another heavy tear rolls down his cheek. Then picking up his head and perking his ears, he hears the vending stewardess for this car. He waited for her to come closer before he called out to her. She walked with a sexy sway in her hips. Her dress didn't help either 'does it ever?' he thinks. The stewardess's waist was slim and well trimmed. Her chest was full figured and held nicely in place, bouncing slightly with every stride. Her face was so pleasant with a that large grin on her face and perky personality. As she approached him he called to her quickly by raising his arm and stated.
"Stewardess."
"Yes?" She turned and smiled to him.
"Is Sake available on this train?"
"Yes sir, but not to minors."
"I see," he retorted, "then may I have a glass of water and some Sushi, with plenty of Wasabi."
"No problem sir, what kind of Sushi would you like sir?"
"Oh... Tuna, Teriyaki sword fish, and Pike Eel cheek if possible."
"No a problem sir, I'll have it in just a few minutes."
"Thank you." Turning his attention away from the stewardess, he sank himself into the leather cushioning of his bench. The sun from the window glared down on him as he began to sweat. He could feel the deep soaking that the back of his white Tank top sticking to his back as he tried to reposition himself. His chest was also quite hot, yet for some reason in wasn't drenched in sweat. Deciding not to complain, he pulled himself away from the back of the bench and reached to the small wall mounted table just under the window. On top of it was his pokédex, which he hadn't fully felt comfortable, having on his belt during the trip.
With a combination of flicking his wrist and pressing his thumb against the opening nook, he flipped the pokédex open. With that opening came a voice, somewhat mysterious yet suitable. The first thing it stated was its name, Dex. The next statement made was that it had scanned Neko and affiliated him as its owner. Next was how many Pokémon Neko had registered in its memory. Finally it asked a question; the question was if Neko wanted to insert any previous knowledge from another pokédex either automatically or manually. With voice command, Neko input 'Manual Knowledge Interface'. Then, with voice command still engaged, Neko began putting in every piece of knowledge he had obtained though his training at the pokémon center and the grooming salon.
After about 5 minutes time, Neko had just finished putting information of Murkrow, a sly creature, who have always admired shiny objects. These creatures also can be found in groups of 3 or 4, working together at times to gain the advantage over people or other Pokemon. Just then a Neko felt a soft tapping on his shoulder. Startled a tad, he pulled his pokédex away from his face and turned quickly. He found himself face to face with an eye full of cleavage starring at him. However, this sight did not last for long, it was only moments before the stewardess stood back up, a little red in the face.
"Sir, would you kindly extend your seat table?" Without saying a word Neko reached over against to the table just under the window, and from under it set up the extension, placing the collapsible leg with his foot.
"All right, here you are sir. Your water, your custom sushi plate." He thought that she would stop there, but she didn't. "And a little something I pulled, since you're so cute." Neko watched her bend over, giving another full view of her cleavage, however this time he turned his face away and turned his attention to the table, where the stewardess set a small bottle of Sake.
Knowing better that to take act dumb, he thanked the stewardess kindly and smiled sweetly at her, with a little colour in his cheeks. The stewardess smiling happily, as most do, she winked at him with a completely obvious presumption that she may have had a bit too much to drink herself.
"Yes, thank you again, uh how much will this cost?"
"Oh, it's a special today, all first meals for passengers are free." She leaned sideways, closer to him, "even though they over charge the rest of the time to even out the difference." Intrigued, Neko lifted his brow slightly and nodded.
"Then I'll just make sure I don't have anything else today eh?" The two laughed to themselves. And hearing someone else call the stewardess, she almost skipped off towards the next customer. Neko could help himself but look at how her hips swayed as she walked, every curve so perfect. Shaking it off he realized that his stomach was beating on him so he would eat something. And always being courteous to his stomach, he took up the chopsticks and took in a piece of Tuna Sushi with one bite.