PROLOGUE

Author's note: Thanks you to all my reviewers! Cookies for all that reviewed! By the way, I know how some authors don't continue if they don't get many reviews. But I'm not like that! I continue anyways! Even if the majority don't like it!

I do not own anything in this ficcy except the plotline, the two main characters, and… my doggie?

LAST TIME:

"You're a strange girl…" Hikaru smiled. She pulled the covers over Namida's shoulder and crawled back down to the foot of the bed. She stretched out on her back, her legs dangling over the edge, and stared at the ceiling, wondering what this adventure would be like.

THIS TIME:

Hikaru sat on the windowsill of the hospital room, watching the little kids and pokemon playing in the park. She also had an ulterior motive. She was blocking the sun from hitting Namida's face.

Namida shifted in the bed and opened her eyes. "Good morning, Hikaru," she said, sitting up.

"Mornin'" Hikaru replied softly, not looking back.

"What time do you want to go?" Namida asked.

"Whenever…"

Namida stared at the motionless girl for a minute before replying: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong, Nami-chan," Hikaru sighed.

"N-N-N-N-N-Nami-chan!" Namida stuttered, blushing.

"Well yeah. We're friends now right?" Hikaru smiled softly, finally looking away from the window.

"Well… I guess so… Now tell me what's wrong, okay?" Namida muttered.

"Nothing's wrong, Nami-chan. I was just remembering what it was like being young," Hikaru sighed.

"Well…what was it like?" Namida asked, pulling the blankets aside and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Horrible. No one ever wanted to talk to me. I was an outcast because of what I am," Hikaru said sadly, remembering the not too fond memories of her childhood.

"What you are? What do you mean? You look normal to me," Namida said.

"…Are you toying with me, or are you just that stupid?" Hikaru asked.

"I'm not toying. I'm not stupid either," Namida said defensively.

Hikaru looked away and said quietly, "I'm a half-breed. Half Flareon, half human. I'm a freak of nature."

"But…It's not that obvious!" Namida argued.

"Are you kidding me!" Hikaru shouted. "Are you blind! Have you not seen my ears? My tail? My skin and my eyes? Don't you think it's weird that I'm wearing shorts and a tank top in the middle of dead winter!"

"What are you getting at?" Namida shouted back.

"All I ever wanted was to be normal! To be liked, to have friends! Maybe get a boyfriend! But no! I couldn't because I'm a half-breed! I'm a little bastard half-breed! I'm shunned by both pokemon and humans! I have no one to turn to when I need help! I'm all alone! I'd give anything to have one person to care about me! Even if it was just for a little while, I'd do anything for it! I just want one person to care! Just one! My whole life, no one has ever cared! I want to know what it feels like…just once…" Hikaru trailed off.

Namida stared at Hikaru, and took note of the tears welling up in the half-breed's eyes. She walked over to the girl and wrapped her arms around her shoulders in a tight embrace. "I'll…I'll be your friend. I'll care. I won't leave you, I promise…"

Hikaru turned into her new friend's embrace and buried her face in Namida's shoulder. "Thank you, Nami-chan…"

Namida stood there and held Hikaru. She said no reassuring words, like "It's all right," or "I understand." Quite frankly, it wasn't all right, and she didn't understand at all. She just held Hikaru to let her know that she had a friend. That she cared. That she wouldn't leave her. Ever.

And then it happened. Pain ripped through Namida's body. She cried out as it was taken over once again by Orochimaru. He cackled and stepped away from the half breed, pulling out his dark pokeball.

Hikaru leaped some steps back, and she prepared for a fight. However, at that time a girl rushed in to see what was going on.

"Dammit!" Hikaru cursed. She quickly ran towards the girl to shield her from anything that may happen.

"Dark Ninetails! Come out and blow this place to bits!" Orochimaru cackled and released the demon. The Ninetails emerged from it's pokeball, its head crashing throught the ceiling. It reared its giant head and howled, preparing its fire blast.

Hikaru, knowing what was about to happen, grabbed the girl and ran to the window. Before she did anything else, she looked back at the body that once belonged to Namida Ame.

"I'm sorry," Hikaru whispered, tears now flowing freely down her cheeks. She slid the window open and quickly leapt outside, holding the girl tight. They fell six stories to the pavement below. Hikaru landed on her feet, but was blown forward by the explosion. She sat up quickly to look at the remains of the burning building. She began to sob even louder when she realized that no one could have survived. She cried and she cried, and as usual, there was no one to comfort her and help her back on her feet.

HaHA! THE END! Of chapter three… What will happen next? Is Nami-chan dead? But you know, only the all-powerful AUTHOR-SAMA (in this case, Shidou Hikaru, daimyo no Saiya-jin, which happens to be ME. -nods- yepyep.) know the answer to that question! But here's one that you can answer! WHY DO YOU CARE!