A/N: IT LIVES! AND LIKE FIRE IT BURNS!!! AHH!!! THE LIGHT!!! IT HURTS!! Whee, I feel better now. Random insanity is good, as I have heard. This took me all day to type on my computer, and almost or more than a month to write. ~.~ I hope this is a nice long chapter, and if so, expect more long chapters. Now on with the story! Whee!!

CHAPTER 7: Wishing Well


It had been almost two weeks now. No Kawaiinaku. No more spirits. He still had the bell, though, but he hadn't come across anything new. Why did he go and say that? Why did all this have to happen? Pichu wished his questions could be answered. Yet who would understand his problem? The bell was to be kept a secret, right? He could always go to Pikachu. He'd listen to him. But then again, he might think Pichu is making all this up.


"You have such an imagination!" he could just hear Pikachu say.

"I'm not a baby..." Pichu thought to himself as he laid on his bed, "just because I'm a baby Pokemon doesn't mean I'm a little baby.. Doesn't mean I don't know better..." a tear appeared in his eye. "I'm not a baby!" he told himself, wishing he yelled, no shouted, no screamed it. He wished he could scream it loud enough for all to hear. He buried his head in his pillow. Everything just felt so horrible now. He wished he didn't say those horrible words to Kawaiinaku. "I hate you!" still echoed in his brain. He still remembered the tears she cried, how she only wanted to please him, just bring a smile to his face. Still, he couldn't forget how cold she got whenever a spirit, or that blob thing, attacked. Then all she ever cared about was the bell.


"Damn bell..." Pichu muttered. That's all she seemed to really care about. He sighed sadly. Then his thoughts went to Ribbon, the sweet pink haired fairy. That cheered him up a bit. But still, Ribbon might not even love him.

A knock came from the door. "Pichu? Come on, we're late!" Peach's voice came from the hallway. He then remembered he and Peach were supposed to train together today. The small mouse hopped off the bed and opened the door.

"Sorry, Peach, I almost forgot," he told her with a sigh. She frowned at him, walking to the arenas.

"You've been in such a slump lately, Pichu," she said, "I'm starting to get worried."

Pichu wanted to tell her his problems, but decided against it, Though Peach wasn't as dense as she seemed, and was a good listener, he still didn't think she was the one to talk to.
"No, I'm fine, really," he said faking a smile at her. "Where are we going to train at?"

"Great Bay. The fresh air out there will do you good," she laughed a little, opening the door to Great Bay. She and Pichu were transported to the arena as they stepped in the door.

"Ready? Let's go!" Peach said starting their training match. She pulled out a large turnip and threw it hard at him, trying to get Pichu in the mood to fight. He took the hit, not caring, but rubbed his head. Then he decided to fight back before she started to think something was wrong with him again. Right before he was about to use skull bash he noticed something. The rock was gone. Pichu saw the water was too high. Peach continued with her fighting, and smacked Pichu aside with Peach Bomber, sending him tumbling. She was going to hit him again when he got up, and started to charge at him.

"Peach! Look out!" he tried to warn her, seeing a large wave form behind her. Before he knew it, the two were washed into the water. Pichu felt his body sinking deeper into the bay. He opened his eyes and panicked, trying to swim to the surface, but something was keeping him there. Poor Pichu was stuck there deep in the water, struggling to get free of whatever had him, and make it back to the surface. He would soon drown if he didn't. Suddenly he saw something swimming towards him. The shades of blue it was made it hard for him to tell what it was, but he could have sworn he was seeing a mermaid. It quickly swam passed him, tossing him about in the water. Now free, he swam to the surface. He gasped for air and grabbed on whatever he could reach. He felt the shell of the turtle, the water finally went down to it's right level. He climbed up and sat on the turtle to catch his breath. Then he realized Peach was missing. With that pink fluffy dress of hers she should have been able to float to the top, he thought. Pichu jumped onto the main stage and scurried over to the end where the rock was. There he saw Peach's pale white arm just under it.

~*~*~

"What happened, Pichu?!" Mario yelled at the poor mouse, outside the clinic.

"I... I'm not sure..."

"What happened to Peach?!" he yelled again, his angry, panicking voice brought fear to the Pokemon.

"We were.. Almost drowned..." he whimpered. Mario shook his head repeatedly still not seeing how Peach could get so badly hurt on that arena.

"Just stay away from the arenas... You're suspended from any kind of matches, until I see fit!"

"But, I didn't even do anything!" he cried back.

"What I say goes!" and with that, Mario went back into the room to check on the unconscious Peach. Pichu stood there, shaken. The young Pokemon looked at the door with teary eyes. Mario never shouted at anyone like that. Pichu never got suspended before. No more training, no more tournaments, no nothing. Who knows when Mario will change his mind.

"Ugh..." a drenched Link moaned, helping a soaked Falco down the hall. Pichu looked at them, wiping away the tears from his eyes.

"Stupid Jungle Japes..." Falco grumbled, "everything started to flood, everything got so crazy..." he said, explaining what happened to Pichu in a very short summary, without a thought. Pichu looked down and walked away. This started to get him thinking.

By nightfall more floods happened on every level with water -- all except The Fountain of Dreams. They were all closed to avoid any more accidents. Everything seemed to fall in place for Pichu.

"The bell... The spirits!" he thought, "that's the only thing that could be doing this," he lifted his head up from the pillows on his bed. "It's all your--" he looked around. The bell was gone. "Fault..." he gasped. The bell was there with him not too long ago. He had taken it off before he laid down. He looked under his bed. It wasn't there. He searched his covers, dressers, closet, everywhere he could. No sign of it. "No...no no no! It can't be lost!" he cried still searching, "I need it!" He continued to tear his room apart in search of the bell, unknowingly being watched by shadowy eyes.

"~We'll see how well he does without the bell... Water may be an angel, but she can be a devil, too!~" said a voice in private conversation. The voice only got a quiet a sad, quiet, sigh in return.

Pichu collapsed on the floor, minutes later, giving up. He would have to face the spirit alone. He got up and went to the only place the spirit didn't attack. The Fountain of Dreams.

~*~*~

Walking threw the door, Pichu was instantly transported to the peaceful and beautiful stage. Seems nobody had bothered to lock the arenas. Just the luck Pichu needed. It didn't take any time at all to find the spirit. A young woman with long, soft, blue hair and blue skin. She stood gracefully on her thick fins, water spraying up around her. She was at the East side of the stage, looking at him with her gentle deep blue eyes, a calm smile on her face.

"Hello, Pichu," he heard in his mind. She was definitely the spirit he was looking for. He was shocked to hear her speak, telepathically at that.

"He-- He--" he stuttered trying to say hello.

"What brings you here?" she asked, confusing Pichu.

"Erm.. No.. What, what brings you here?!" She smiled more.

"Are you here to catch me?" she asked. Before Pichu could even nod she added: "You don't have the bell... You lost it, didn't you?"

"Yes..." he said feeling pathetic. She smiled, slightly shaking her head in amusement. "It's okay young Pichu," she told him. Pichu stared at the spirit.

"You're so nice.. You speak and everything... Are you really--"

"Yes, Pichu. I am what you see--the spirit you are after. But it seems you are not ready to capture us again, you seem trouble," she said calmly, looking into his eyes, as if reading him like a book, finding all she need to know about him. Pichu was almost at a lost for worlds. The two spirits he had come across were mean and dangerous, yet she didn't seem like she was the one he saw in the water. She couldn't have hurt Peach or any of the others.

"I'm sorry..." he said.

"Sorry? For what?" she asked him.

"I'm so confused. I..." he noticed Water really was listening. And unlike Kawaiinaku, she understood. "I wish I didn't shout at her... I wish she were back," he told her.

"She'll be back. If you care enough, she'll be back," Water told him in a promising voice. Pichu's ears perked up. He wanted nothing more than to see Kawaiinaku's face again and to hear her echo "Kawaii!" like she did the first time they met.

"You really think so?" he asked her. She simply nodded. Pichu felt relieved for the moment, but he still needed to capture this spirit. Without the bell, it was impossible.

~*~*~

A small hand touched the door Pichu had gone threw. The girl the hand belonged to started to make her way threw, carrying the bell with her.

"~You're ruining everything!~"

"He needs the bell!" she said to herself as if snapping back at someone--the voice in her head.

~*~*~

Pichu still stood there before Water pondering about what to do. There was a soft splash behind him, then the sound of hissing in front of him. Before he could turn around, the ground beneath his feet seemed to vanish as he fell into the water. He heard two other splashes, and saw the spirit Water swim past him in the surprisingly deep fountain. He looked up and started to swim towards the surface, when he saw another swimming up also. He gasped for air as he reached the top. Pichu looked next to him and saw a very soaked, yellow haired, cat eared girl.

"Kaw--!" he couldn't even say her name as he was grabbed by the water, being brought deeper and deeper into it. Pichu felt a scaly body wrapping around him, squeezing him hard, making it harder to hold his breathe. Trying to get loose, Pichu's cheeks started to spark. With a loud "PICHU!" he let loose a large electric attack. With a small yell, Water released him, and once again he tried to make it to the surface, barley able to hold his breathe any longer. Before he could even take in a decent amount of air, he was taken into the water again. Pichu couldn't take more of this. He let loose another jolt of electricity, hurting himself even more, but making Water let him go. His electric attacks just weren't enough to knock out the now angry spirit. Even if he could defeat her, he still hadn't the bell to catch her. If he could only summon Lightning, then this under water battle would be over.

Pichu glared at the coming spirit, sending out as many jolts as he could, no matter if he got shocked even more under water. She let out a yell as they hit her, and started to spin around, creating an underwater twister. Pichu tried to fight the current, but he was soon sucked in. He tried his best to hold his breathe as his small body was tossed around in the water.

The mouse would soon drown if the twister didn't stop moving, but there were no signs of it ever stopping. He felt sick, dizzy, and weak all at the same time. He didn't have the strength to hold his breathe much longer. He used another electric attack, releasing one last blast of electricity, finally making the twister stop. His lifeless like body sunk down to the bottom. He tried his best to keep his eyes open a little longer, seeing Water swimming towards him again. He also a little golden orb drifting down towards him. He hit the bottom, the orb landing next to him. Before he closed his eyes for the last time, he noticed the orb was the bell. He whispered in his mind. "Lightning I summon the..." then there was nothing but darkness.

~*~*~

Pichu woke up, coughing up water, his body hurting. He was still on the Fountain of Dreams, but the stage was back to normal. He slowly sat up clearing his throat and wiping away the water from his eyes. In the middle of the arena he saw Water, looking as if she had been electrocuted to near death. Seeing her laying there unconscious, he stood up and took the warm golden bell that was next to him. He was happy to have the bell back in his arms. He lifted it up in the air, and began to ring it. Water started to glow blue and golden colors, and turned into blue swirls, returning back into the bell. Pichu let out a sigh, then looked up at the stars surrounding the Fountain of Dreams.

"She helped me," he thought, "maybe she will come back." Pichu left sighing, but feeling full of hope.


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-_- Oy... sucky ending, nyu? Well, this is what happens when a lazy author takes about a month to write one freaking chapter for a story everyone wants to finish reading. M2 must update more, nya? Well, stuff has been happening and... I must stop ranting at the bottom of my stories! ~_~ That's what my journal is for. Well, I have much planned. A LOT planned especially for this story. So don't think it's going to end so soon. ^.~ Hope you all liked this chapter and won't attack me with rotten fruit. >.o

^^ Oh yeah, if I ever confuse any one with this story (hoping I'm not the only one getting confused) E-mail me and I'll answer, explain, and whatever else I need to do. Now I go to listen to Digimon music and draw Foodons and all that other happy stuff.