Disclaimer- I do not own Pokemon or any of its characters.

Lilpip- I'm re-posting this (I wouldn't have if it wasn't for a wonderful reader and reviewer) and this time, I'll make it how I want, and more to the story line. I hope everyone likes the new re-made version of my fic. I'm also re-naming it and changing it just a bit. Enjoy.

All for a friend

During a visit to the Pokemon Center, Pikachu is stolen by a lonely vicious girl and her charmeleon, for apparently no reason at all. With her just a step ahead of him all of the time, what will Ash do?


Ash sat on the warm couch in the Pokemon Center, absentmindedly tapping his toe against the floor as he stared at the small sign hanging over the door of where Nurse Joy had taken Pikachu into. The doctor needle was still glowing bright red, as if to mock him.

Ash growled in impatience. Pikachu had gotten badly hurt in their last battle, and Ash had taken Pikachu and run as fast as he could to the nearest Pokemon Center, leaving his friends behind.

Now his friends sat in armchairs across from him, looking as impatient as he felt. His eyes hurt from staring too long at the bright red sign, but he couldn't help it. He felt that if he looked away for just one second, it might never turn off.

"A watched pot never bowls, Ash." Misty teased.

Ash didn't dare look away from the sign, but mumbled a small, "Hmm?"

"A watched pot never boils." Misty repeated. But when she got another 'Hmm?' from Ash, she sighed. Sometime she worried about him. Sometimes she thought that he cared a little too much for his pokemon, not that it was a bad thing, but sometimes caring that much hurt him.

Ash lowered his head a little bit but kept his eyes on the sign, rubbing the back of his neck with a tan hand. His neck ached from keeping it at that angle for so long, but his stubborn nature kept him going.

Suddenly the red faded with a dull ding and Ash jumped up and ran to meet Nurse Joy, who was currently exiting the room.

"Is Pikachu ok? Can I go see him?" Ash asked hurriedly. Nurse Joy put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Pikachu is going to be fine. He's going to need to stay the night, so find a comfortable place to sleep. But before that, yes, you can go see him." Nurse Joy told him in her always happy way.

Ash brushed past her and into the room to stand by the small white bed holding an even smaller occupant. The golden mouse pokemon blinked up at him.

"Hey Pikachu!" Ash whispered, leaning down to pet the small head of his long time buddy. Pikachu responded with a sleepy "Pika". "Bad news buddy, you're going to have to stay here the night. But I'll be sleeping just outside those doors."

"Pika!" Pikachu cried in dismay and plea. Pikachu pointed to a lone white plastic chair near the wall.

"You want me to stay here for the night?" Pikachu nodded pitifully. His black eyes pleaded with suck intensity that Ash got up with a sigh and pulled the white chair over to the side of the small white bed. Pikachu squealed happily and snuggled up to the equally as white pillow, closing his large eyes.

Ash sat down in the uncomfortable chair and put his arms on the bed, putting his head on them. He closed his dark chocolate brown eyes and fell into dreamland.

Brock and Misty had watched from the doorway and finally moved out, letting the double doors swing close. They each fell asleep on a separate couch in the main room of the Pokemon Center.


A dark figure darted out from behind some bushes in front of the Pokemon Center. She ran around the side of the large building, her black cloak billowing out behind her. She crouched in front of a long window and peered inside.

A most puzzling sight met her eyes. A young boy sat at the bedside of a dozing Pikachu, in the most uncomfortable looking chair. His hand held the

Pikachu's small one protectively, as if warding off some kind of danger.

Pikachu's long ear twitched and he moved closer to the comforting warmth of the boy, and the boy tightened his tan hand around the small golden one. Both of the room occupants smiled slightly in their sleep.

The girl cocked her head to the side, and a rare quizzical look crossed her face. This she had never seen before. She wondered how these two had become so close. She also wondered what it felt like, to be so close to another. To be friends.

She stood up and took a step back. She realized that she wanted this closeness, this friendship. She let a smirk slide onto her face as she decided what she was going to do about this wanting.

She once again knelt next to the window, but instead of peering in she slid it open. She made no sound as she jumped through the open window, her cloak swaying in the wind from the swift movement. The shadows caressed her face as she looked at the sleeping friends. That word sounded so foreign to her, but felt so good in her mind.

She murmured the word, savoring the way it felt on her tongue. The small pokemon's ear twitched, picking up the sound. She immediately became still, clamping her mouth shut. She didn't move a muscle for a full minute, watching the pokemon's slow breathing.

She reached into her cloak and pulled out two grey gloves and slipped them on. She soundlessly walked to the bedside of the slumbering pokemon. She grabbed the small mouse, wrapping her arms around him, covering his mouth with one to smother the squealing.

The boy, sensing something amiss and missing the warmth of his pokemon, blearily opened his eyes and sat up. He stood up with a holler of "Let Pikachu go!" when he spotted the girl.

A smirk made its way onto her face as she backed up to stand by the windowsill. She threw a pokeball into the air and in a blinding flash of red light a charmeleon appeared. He snarled at the boy fiercely, swishing his flaming tail.

Ash picked a pokeball from his belt and threw it into the air, and in another blinding flash of red light a totodile appeared.

The charmeleon snarled, his fangs glistening in the moonlight. The totodile simply jumped into the air, grinning widely. The charmeleon snorted, and the snort was mirrored by his owner. Suddenly two more people burst into the room, making the double doors sway dangerously close to the first boy on their hinges.

"Hey! What are you doing with Pikachu?" A girl with flaming red hair yelled.

"Let him go!" The other, a tall brown haired boy yelled.

Two more bright flashes of light and two more pokemon appeared. A staryu and geodude growled at the charmeleon and its owner.

Realizing the fight was pointless the girl went to her last resort. "Charmeleon!" She yelled. "Smokescreen!" The charmeleon opened its mouth and out came dark smoke.

The three people began coughing, their eyes watering. "Pidgeotto! Gust!" The tan boy shouted after yet another red flash of light. The smoke dissipated in a sudden burst of wind from a pidgeotto hovering in the air above the tan boy.

The three looked around in bewilderment. "Pikachu's gone!" The tan one yelled in despair.

"Calm down Ash! We'll get Pikachu back!" The flame-haired girl assured. The tall dark-haired boy nodded. Four flashes of light and the four pokemon were gone, and the tan boy was also gone, out the window.

The two others followed after him.


The smirk on the girl's face grew as she watched from a distance, a struggling pikachu in her arms and her charmeleon by her side. She turned and made her way deeper into the forest.

The yells faded slowly into the distance behind her.


TBC…

Lilpip- So, those of you who haven't read this fic yet, did you like the first chapter? Those of you who have, no, I didn't make any changes to this chapter, 'cause I think its fine. Review, 'cause you all know that makes me type faster. 'Till next time!