Disclaimer/Author's Notes: I don't own anything in this fic. Well, even though I do own the original characters, I don't even own the idea! So there you have it. I am nothing more then a hopeless and penniless Pokemon fanatic. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Stuck in a Game
Version: Leaf Green
By: LilyChan
Chapter One:
Unexpected Changes during Holiday
"Pack your bags, Lola! You're going to Arizona!" cried her mother. Lola was in her room, playing her Pokemon game on her silver GBA SP, and was listening to her favorite radio station. Lola had just graduated from junior high school, and she was extremely happy although you couldn't see it in her face. She just had a "discussion", if you will, with her mom about her grades – even though she just graduated.
Her hair was black and her eyes were dark brown. Her hair was quite long and it was in a messy ponytail with a red scrunchie holding it into place. Her skin was pretty dark for an Asian girl, but it was still that of an almond color.
Lola looked up when she couldn't hear her favorite American artist anymore. "Mom! Why'd did you turn it off?" she said, a bit upset. Her mom had won the upset contest though. Her mother looked like an older version of Lola of course. Except that her hair was a lot shorter and she was more mature looking.
"Lola, you know you're grounded!" her mother exclaimed.
"Yeah, from the computer." she said, dully. Her mother sighed. She was right. She was grounded just from the computer instead of her radio station. Of course, she didn't show her daughter the defeat. "Just go pack you're bags. You're grandmother is on her way to pick you and your brother up!" she exclaimed.
Lola reluctantly sighed and said, "Well, give me a chance to save thi—"
"Now, young lady." her mother said, getting tired of this. Lola glared at her and saved when she was out in a safe place and turned it off. She then tossed it onto her bed which had flower patterns of blue and light green on it.
"There. It's off." she said as she started to get up to pack. How Lola dreaded the yearly visit to her grandmother's. Her grandmother would always baby her brother, even though he's almost 16 years old and leave poor Lola out in the dust except when her grandmother wanted to know something about her brother.
She packed her essentials such as clothes, underwear, extra underwear (her mother checks her bag for it), and sandals. "Now…for the real fun stuff, my gameboy!" she exclaimed excitedly. She knew that her grandmother wasn't going to pay attention to her, if not at all on a good day. She grabbed everything from her gameboy and Pokemon section of her room and dumped it in a bag. "There. All set." she said. "Oh, almost forgot! My charger!" And she grabbed the said charger. Since she was running out the door, she didn't realize that it was still plugged in. It tugged and it caused Lola to fall since it was reacting to her pulling.
"Ack!" she yelled as she fell. She then got up and looked at her charger's wire. It looked so awful. It had torn where she could see the other wires. "Oh man!" she said, upset as she took the charger out of the socket, the rest of it anyway. "I can't borrow Sanka's! He'll tell grandma and she'll get on to me…again!" she thought. "Oh well. Might as well use this…not like I'm going to get another one…" she said sadly as she put in her gameboy pack. She also brought her CD player with The Killers' CD, Hot Fuss, in it. "There we go. A few weeks at grandma's with The Killers is great for me!" she said, a bit happy.
Of course, little did she realize that her charger was strangely putting itself back together in her bag with the flash of light emitted from her gameboy. She placed the headphones over her head and continued playing her game where she left off. Her brother, Sanka, was sitting on the right side of her, with his arms crossed. They both had the same expression: I don't want to go. Sanka had the same black hair and deep brown as Lola, but his was short and it was in a bowl cut. Not too flattering for today's society obviously. He was wearing a short sleeve shirt over a long sleeve with baggy pants and worn out sneakers. Lola would tease him and call him an "Asian Skater". He was watching Lola play her game.
Their mom had to put the small pugs out in backyard to do their business and when she came back to see Sanka in his attire, she slapped her forehead. "Sanka!" she said, with an irritable tone. Sanka took his gaze out of Lola's game (which she was busy trying to beat one of the Elite Four) and looked at his mom with the same expression.
"Yes?" he said, with the accent. Lola and Sanka's family native tongue was Japanese, but since Sanka was the first born and born in Japan, he learned Japanese first. But when they moved to America and his parents had Lola, she didn't learn Japanese. However, she's struggling with it. Their mother had a small one, but it wasn't as obvious as Sanka's.
Their mother pointed up and down with her extended finger. Sanka looked up and down and thought nothing was wrong. "Sanka, you know how hot it is in Arizona. Especially during the summer." she said, with a tiny hit of irritability in her voice. Sanka nodded his head. "Yah." he said, dully as well. "So go change!"
"But mom! This is rearry coor!" he said, tripping over the l's as usual. Lola had turned down her CD player to listen to the conversation. She would always try to make Sanka say stuff with l's so she can laugh at him because of his accent. So of course she was inwardly cracking up because of the conversation next to her.
"No, it's not cool. You're going to be burning in that. Go change into shorts." she said, pointing to his room. "Aww, Mom! You take the fun out of everything…" he said, obviously defeated. So he got up and went to his room to change. Lola paused her CD, took off her headphones (and let it slide down her neck), and paused her game to look up her mother, with an amused smile. "Mother, you didn't say anything about his shirt." "That's because they are light material, thankfully." she sighed. Then she finally noticed her daughter's face. "What are you smiling about, Lola?" she inquired, shaking her head in the process. "Nothing….It has nothing to do with Sanka's lack in saying l's right…" she said, acting like her mom is one of her friends.
"You know, Lola. You're going to need your brother's Japanese skills one day." her mother said in a motherly tone. Lola rolled her eyes. "Yeah, when I need help understanding the raw anime, that's when I'll need him." Lola said as she started to play her game again. Her mother sighed out of frustration, oh how she deserves this vacation. Then Sanka came out of his room with his shorts on, but they were still somewhat baggy. "How's this?" he asked his mother. "Unless you want to join the local skating group, then I suggest you wear the tight shorts Grandma bought you!" Lola laughed. Sanka glared at his little sister.
He hated it whenever she teased him about being in a skater group. Oh sure, one girlfriend changed his whole wardrobe but that didn't mean that she should attack the entire clique. He didn't know why, but his girlfriend and Lola never got along. Every time they would bring Pamela, his girlfriend, to his house for dinner, they would always try to: avoid each other, start fights with each other (although he's convinced Lola starts them), embarrass one another, and just plain fight – even if it's about the smallest thing. Sanka started to speak back when they heard the doorbell ring. "Oh! That must be your grandmother!" her mother said, a bit too happy.
Behind the door was indeed the grandmother. She was basically the stereotype for a Japanese old woman. She had curly grey hair, wrinkles on her face every place imaginable, and she was extremely short. She just stood there until she saw Sanka with his hands in his pocket and slouching. "Sanka!" she said, extremely happy to see her favorite grandson. Sanka turned his head and saw his grandmother. "Oh no…" he thought as she ran up to him and basically glomped him. "Oh, Sanka! Look how much you've grown!" she praised him as she gazed upon the 16 year old.
"Great, it's time for Sanka Hour." Lola thought bitterly as she listened to "Somebody Told Me" by The Killers and played her game and sat on the couch. The mother looked outside to see the rental car she had driven, and there were many dents in it. "I guess she's still not used to America's roads yet…" as she shook her head and sighed for possibly the third or fourth time in the hour. She clasped her hands as she interrupted the grandmother's reunion with her gasping and favorite grandson. "Uhh...Mom, you need to get going! The plane is about to leave in just a few minutes!" as she pointed to her watch. "Oh, Yuri, you were always so impatient!" the grandmother joked, with a heavy accent (heavier then Sanka's) as she let go of Sanka.
Sanka was taking deep breaths as soon as his grandmother let go of him. "Finarry she ret me go!" thought poor Sanka. He couldn't even get the l's right in his mind! "But mother, the plane will leave without you." And at that moment, Lola saved her game and turned it off. She put in her Gameboy Bag and started to carry hers and Sanka's (because her grandmother would tell her to do it anyway – and her mother wasn't any help with the situation anyway) luggage to the dented car.
The car was quite small for a Focus, but it was alright, as long as the grandmother had her favorite grandson up on the front with her. Lola decided to get another one of her CDs out since she got bored with her Killers CD. Sanka was bombarded with questions by his grandmother, of course in Japanese, such as: Do you have a girlfriend? Is she nice? Is she Japanese? Does she have a job? Of course, Sanka answered them, even some of the questions that were a little too personal. Lola was looking through her CD case that looked like Hello Kitty's head, from her father's mother when Lola was younger. She was flipping through the CDs until she spotted Green Day. Smiling, she took that out of its case and placed it in her black, white, and pink CD player. She closed the lid, and pressed play. Once she set the settings on it, she was humming to it.
However, as she was, once again, claimed as the new Pokemon Master in her Leaf Green edition for the fourth time that month, she noticed that her game started acting funny. As she was heading to the mountain where Mewtwo was, with her Master Ball in her bag of course, there was a strange sound emitted from it. She had turned down her music to hear what was up. Thankfully, her grandmother was ignoring her and talking to Sanka (as always) so she didn't hear the sound (in fact, her grandmother thought it was the car making it).
As she was checking to make sure her Pokemon was alright, there was a voice that said "The one who is ignored shall be the best." It was deep, monotone, and extremely creepy. It sent shivers down her spine. "What was that about?" she asked thoughtfully and worriedly as she looked in her Pokemon Leaf Green guide. It said nothing about a creepy voice saying that. She started to panic when she heard her cell phone ring.
It was her friend, Jessica. She sighed with relief as she heard the girl on the background yelling at her. "LOLA! Why did you steal my Leaf Green version?" Again, her grandmother chose to ignore the sound in back of her. (Her grandmother didn't need much leg room, unlike Sanka) "Well, I haven't beaten it yet." Lola lied. "You liar! You already beat that game like… 10 times since I had it! Aren't you ever bored with it? And when are you going to get your own copy?" her friend continuously shouted. Lola winced, since she hated yelling so much. "Look, I'll get Kouji to buy it for me, and then I'll give it back to you when I come back. You know how shady the mailmen are." reflecting on past experiences of the mailman (or at least the ones she dealt with).
Lola heard her friend sigh. "Yeah, I know…But when are you going to meet Kouji?" she asked, a bit too anxious. Jessica never met him, but Lola has a huge crush on Kouji and maybe Jessica had one as well. Lola instinctively shrugged. "I don't know. I think he's going to meet us at the house." referring to her grandmother's house. "Well, hurry it up. Because I haven't got a chance to play it, I'm missing out on all the cool glitch findings!" Jessica whined. Lola rolled her eyes. She didn't understand why Jessica was so excited about these glitches. Besides, there weren't any glitches in the games at all. Or at least the new games that she knew of.
Then Lola remembered the weird voice just a few minutes earlier. Maybe she should tell Jessica. Maybe she might've found something in her game after all. "Hey, Jessica—"
"What, Mom?" she heard her friend yell back. She heard another voice in the background, but she couldn't quite make it out what she said. Then she heard Jessica's voice again. "Sorry, Lola, but I gotta go. Call me when you see Tory!" she said, with a sing-song and teasing voice. Lola knew she blushed, and felt her fists ball up. "BYE, Jessica." Lola said through gritted teeth.
As soon as she pressed the off button, she heard her brother say "Rora, we're at the airport now. Ret's go." Sanka said, with a very annoyed tone behind his voice. Although Lola didn't catch the annoyance, she definitely caught the "fraw" in Sanka's voice. She giggled as she got out of the car.
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Soon they were at the grandmother's house in Arizona. Again, Sanka sat in front with her. Lola was a bit cranky since there were lots of 5 year olds literally crying to their mommies because she beat their poor excuse for a team. Lola would scoff and lie, to save her hide, by saying excuses like they tripped or they didn't want to play with her anymore. Plus the food wasn't all that good, and the grandmother asked Lola about Sanka's underwear size…again while he was in the plane's bathroom.
It wasn't all that dark since they lived in the same time zone and area. Lola wondered why they needed a plane from California to Arizona. She sat back and huffed at what happened with her and her grandmother earlier. "I'm glad that's over." she thought. She knew that they were close because she saw her grandmother's huge house from over the top of the small hill. It was obvious they lived in the Asian part of town because of all the Koreans, Chinese, Taiwanese, Vietnamese, and of course, her fellow Japanese people out and about with their families.
They didn't get along with the Chinese because of the history, but that's to be expected. Although there were a few exceptions when some of the children would play with them – and the parents didn't mind. Lola was gazing out when she saw the handsome Japanese boy talking to a Korean girl when they arrived. Lola's heart instantly sank as she saw the two laughing. She sat back in her seat; even though she didn't notice the two wave each other their departures.
"We're here!" her grandmother said, in a relief tone of voice. Sanka was happy as well, he was getting rather annoyed with his grandmother's affections already. Sanka came out of the small little white car and waved to the handsome boy, who was still out there. Then Lola came out, very close to crying, and didn't see the boy waving to her. She knew she didn't have a chance with Kouji. He was the cutest boy in the neighborhood and he did go out with quite a few girls even though he was 12.
Lola was going through her grandmother's gate when she heard her Japanese name, Machiko. She turned and looked for the source of the voice. It was the handsome Japanese boy, Kouji. He was smiling quite brightly and was waving big at her. She didn't realize it, but tears were going down her face. Kouji noticed this and motioned her to go over to where he was. Knowing that Sanka, and her grandfather, had gotten the luggage, she went over to the fence where they met.
"What's wrong, Machiko?" he asked, obviously very concerned. She then realized that she was crying and rubbed her eyes. "Is it your grandmother again? What did she do this time?" he sighed as he tried to hug her. But, of course, the fence got in the way, so it was only a half hug. Lola nodded, making it seem that was the case. She didn't want to bring up the girl because she didn't want her secret accidentally leaking out, and it wasn't her business anyway. She wiped her tears on her arm, on account she was wearing a short sleeved tee. He smiled brightly at her and decided to start a conversation. "So how was the trip?" Lola snapped back to her attitude. "It was bit more annoying then usual. A bunch of little kids challenged me and I almost got in trouble because they lost." she said as she placed her hand on her hips.
Kouji laughed. "I take it you got the Leaf Green?" "Nope, it's my friend's." "Oh, you made a friend." Kouji said with a bit of disappointment in his voice. Lola narrowed her eyes at him and smiled since she changed her CDs. "Are you jealous, Kouji?" she asked. Kouji had a small blush on his face and shook it. "N-no! I'm glad you're making friends!" he said, trying to act cool.
Lola laughed. She knew that he wasn't as cool and calm as a lot of his fan club members say and think. He was still stuttering even when he was a plump 5 year old. She patted him on the shoulder and they both started to laugh together. Then she heard her grandfather call Lola's Japanese name. "Oh…I better go…You know how cranky my grandfather gets." she said. Kouji got the hint and nodded. "Alright, I'll see you later." he said as he, too, went inside. Of course Lola's gameboy was in her bag and it started to glow more. But it died down as soon as she and Kouji separated.
"Yes, Grandfather?" she said as she entered the house. Her grandparents' house was huge, even when she was a child it was huge. It looked like it was 10 stories high when it was really only two. Sanka and Lola wondered why they needed such a big house. Of course, not noticing how many uncles and aunts they have doesn't really help their questioning. They had very traditional furniture and it looked ancient as well. Her grandfather was bald with gray hair on the side of his head. He had the standard angry look on his face with random small liver spots. He also had some reading glasses on. He was wearing plaid pajama pants and a white tank top. Thankfully, Lola didn't see much. (Not like she even wants to.)
He was sitting on the orange recliner chair he always sat in whenever she and her older brother would arrive at the house and he was holding a piece of paper. Lola looked at the paper strangely and then looked at the grandfather. "Yes, Grandfather?" she repeated. He looked up and waved the paper in his hand. His English was pretty good, but it was still a little shaky. Poor Lola was the only one who was actually good with English without tripping on the l's. "I have here is a…piece of parchment." he said. Lola nodded. "And it says that you shourd marry this…guy."
"Please…anything but an arranged marriage!" Lola hoped. She knew that her mother and late father had married due to their parents, but she just hoped her mother didn't agree to it. Lola felt her mouth quiver as she opened, but her grandfather continued. "Since Yuri (referring to her mother) didn't want Sanka have an arranged marriage, she decided to set you up with boy."
And with that, Lola felt her body turn completely into stone if it could. The glowing in her Gameboy started to glow again, but with a much more powerful glow this time. It wasn't large enough to engulf anything, but it was getting there. Then it simmered down once again after Lola had fainted from the shock.
Welcome back to Arizona, Lola. I hope your holiday is fun.
Ending Notes: I know it's not the best. I know its very clichéd. However, I'll try to make this pretty different from your regular "Person gets sucked in game" story line. ..; Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Don't worry, it'll hopefully get better. She'll eventually gets into the game. XD;; And please don't expect me to update this very often. I have plenty of fics I need to work on as it is. XD;; I guess I just need my own "Person gets sucked in game" story line… Tee hee. :3 So please review?
' - I do not know any Japanese or Asian phrases PERIOD, so I'm going to have this little apostrophe after every quotation markings in case there is a language change. This will make everybody happy. XD; (It might include Pokemon, but I'm not too sure.) And yes, I realize I cannot do accents. Forgive me:3?
Next Time: The three get sucked into their game! And why is this strange girl hugging them? What the heck is going on!
