Chapter 2: Hello, hello, HELLO! I am Your Belove-ed Wonnykins!

A week of patient less waiting went by. All the guests were packed and ready. None of them were sure how they were even going to get to this strange place. All they knew was that there was a year of rest and relaxation ahead of them. Little did they know how bizarre that year would be...

In the World of Pokemon; Pallet Town

-Centered on Ash-

A loud whirring noise was drawing near. Everyone had thought that the sound was a helicopter, at first. But the noise steadily got louder and louder. Finally, Misty poked her head out the door.

A scream ripped through the air.

Tearing down the stairs, Ash skidded to a halt on the steps of his home. What he saw made his jaw drop.

A large, no, monstrous, coach bus was headed down the road. Despite its abnormal size, it could have been normal. As it came closer, though, details began to appear. The headlights, for example, had thin slits of purple on the yellow, making it look eerily like eyes. Two large pointed pieces stood on the top. To Ash, they looked like ears. In fact, the whole thing gave everyone the impression that a very large black cat was charging down the dirt road. Ash had a feeling this was his ride.

The strange vehicle pulled to a stop right in front of the tiny house. A set of double doors opened and a boy about his size jumped down. The boy had long, blonde hair done in a ponytail at the base of his neck. His skin was a creamy brown color, which probably meant he was mixed. A cap with the word 'fake' in capital letters perched jauntily on a pair of brown cat ears. A tail of the same color jerked this way and that behind him. The boy smirked.

"I was sent to pick up an Ash. Which one of you is he?" No one answered, probably out of shock. The boy sighed. "Well, tell the little snot to hurry up; Mistress W. wants me to drop him and the other guests off before it gets dark." Ash shook off his surprise and darted back inside. The boy snorted. "She sure did invite some noobs, this time..." he muttered to himself.

The new boy saw Ash reemerge from the doorway and started towards him. "I'll help."

Slinging a suitcase over his shoulder, the boy flashed a toothy grin. "By the way, I'm Bikky. Just in case you were wondering." The two of them headed towards the warped bus. Bikky caught the stare Ash was giving it. "Mistress W. calls it the Prowler. Funny looking thing, huh? You must've noticed she has a fetish for cats. Black cats, really, but she's got thousands of different kinds." Bikky shifted a little and fished a set of tiny keys from his pocket. Sticking one in the cat's side, he twisted it and pulled a hatch open, revealing a large space underneath.

Ash could tell that some of the other guests were on the bus already. Bikky pushed the suitcase he'd carried beside several others and nodded toward Ash, who shoved the other two in. Slinging his backpack onto his shoulder, Ash watched as Bikky slammed the compartment shut. "If you're going to say good-bye, hurry up." The black boy leaned against the bus and huffed.

Ash turned and darted back to his mother and his friends, hugging them all and telling them he would miss them. Giving a last wave, the dark-haired boy turned back to the bus and met Bikky at the double doors.

The blonde nodded up the steps. "Watch yourself; they're higher then they look. Wouldn't want you to break your neck." He chuckled and swung himself up, looking back down at Ash. "Well, what're you waiting for? Come on!" Ash shook himself and bounded up the steps. The boy named Bikky strapped himself into a seat and gestured toward a curtain shielding off the back. "Grab a seat and settle in. It'll take a while for me to get this thing to 13 Bombay Drive." Ash murmured a thank-you and swept past the curtain.

On the Prowler

"Ew, what the heck are you doing here, Ashy-boy?"

Ash's eyes widened in shock. "Gary?"

An auburn-haired boy sitting towards the back smirked, crossing his arms. "The one and the same. You got invited, too?"

"Well, duh! We all wouldn't be here if we hadn't."

Gary scowled at the person who had spoken. A blonde boy wearing a headband with what looked like a leaf on it glared back at him. The black-haired boy behind him shoved him. "Quit picking fights, you dope."

The blonde boy growled. "Don't tell me what to do, Sasuke. If I had known you were going, I would've stayed."

The teenager, Sasuke, sighed wearily. "But you didn't, so drop it."

"Thank-you." Gary huffed and settled back. He focused his emerald eyes on Ash again. "At least it's you and not that time bomb on legs."

Ash frowned. "If you mean Misty, then say her name."

"I'll call her what I want, Ashy-boy."

"Who gave you that right?"

"I'll tell you who; me! Do you have a problem with that?"

"Yeah! Why do you have all the privilege?"

"Because I'm bigger, I'm older, and I can sit on you. Any questions?"

Ash opened his mouth to say something nasty, but a groan interrupted him. A brunette boy yawned, opening one bright blue eye and glaring.

"Shut-up. You both sound like two-year olds." the boy muttered sleepily.

Gary growled. "Says who?"

The boy glared again. "Well, lets think. Just about everyone around you, including me, who you just woke up." The blue-eyed boy closed his eyes. "I went on this trip to get some rest, and I'll be a Heartless if I have to put up with a bunch of second-rate idiots to do it."

The silver haired boy beside him stirred, peeking his green eyes out from beneath their lids. "Sora, do me a favor and please zip it."

Sora, the brunette, frowned, shoving the other lightly. The other boy laughed.

"All of you shut the bloody hell up!" Heads shot back to a silvery-blonde haired boy. He looked like he could spit poison. "If you all shut your traps, there'd be none of this arguing, you know." He purred. His gray eyes flashed. "So, enough talking. The sooner we get there, the less we have to put up with each other. Fight all you want when we arrive; there's no point in trying it here."

The other nine boys nodded; the blonde had a point. Ash walked past Gary and sat next to a boy with blue hair. The boy smiled at him before going back to his GameBoy. Ash watched him play for a while before he started digging in his own bag and bringing out a CD player. He turned the volume down so that it wouldn't bother anyone and let the track play. Before he knew it, he and everyone else were fast asleep.

In the Coach Bus

A loud burst of static jolted everyone from their sleep. Sora groaned, opening his eyes. Beside him, Riku, for that was who it was, stirred, too. The boys all stretched, yawned, and rubbed the sleep from their eyes. Everyone fell silent as a voice came over a hidden intercom.

"Up and attem, guys!" The voice was Bikky's. "I'm touching down at the spot right now. Get your stuff together; Mistress W. doesn't like to wait."

A click signified that the intercom had turned off. With a collective groan, the boys started placing pillows and sources of entertainment back into the bags of which they came. Kei, the boy next to Ash, stuffed his GameBoy back into his pack and stood up to stretch. Ash groaned, also standing. He drew himself up, letting his back crack. Kei giggled.

Behind them, the blonde boy who had advised they all shut up was twirling a slim wand between his fingers. Another boy, (Harry), was glaring at him, gripping his own wand. Draco, the blonde, turned his silver eyes towards the Gryffindor and growled. Harry looked away, scowling. Naruto, the other blonde, yawned and watched Draco turn the wand in his fingers.

It was, surprisingly, Sasuke, who spoke.

"Well, who's walking out first?"

A collective silence followed. A little crack issued, and a few heads turned to Ash, who was still stretching. The black-haired boy grinned sheepishly and leaned on a seat.

Riku got to his feet, peering out a window.

"It's dark out, no wonder we're so tired." he observed. He frowned as a yawn found its way out of his chest. "I'll go; I just want a bed to sleep in." His words were followed by grim nods. Riku headed to the front, followed by, in this order, Sora, Kei, Dr. Tomoki, Gary, Draco, Ash, Naruto, Harry, and Sasuke. They helped each other down the steep bus steps and out into the surprisingly hot and humid air.

Bikky, the mixed bus driver, was talking to a person dressed in a long, black trench coat and hat. They spoke in low whispers, so the others couldn't here what was being said. When the ten of them stepped off the Prowler, though, both Bikky and the stranger ended the conversation and wandered over.

Bikky cleared his throat. "It is my duty to welcome you all to your home for the next year. Welcome to CatScratch Estates." At once, everyone noticed the building behind the two. A gasp came from several of them.

What they were looking at was what had to be a castle of some sort, with spindly, well-polished towers and large, gapping windows. A large courtyard spread out in front of the magnificent fortress to end at a high wall. Directly behind Bikky and the new person was an enormous gate. It wasn't the size of the gate that impressed the boys, though. It was what was craved into it. Cats of every shape and size curled around the iron bars, and balls of thick metal yarn ran hither and tither around the border. Indeed, the Mistress had not been pulling legs when she wrote that her home would be spacious.

Kei swallowed. It looked creepy in the half moon light. From the shivers of the others down the line, he could tell he wasn't the only one who thought so.

Bikky cleared his throat again. "As well as your current home, I introduce you to your hostess; the gracious, lovely Mistress Wonnykins." He swept into a bow before the trench-coated person who, surprisingly, let out a very girlish giggle. The person removed her hat and coat. Everyone stared.

She was a girl of about fifteen years of age, with thick, silky, long red hair. A red ribbon was tied around her head. A pair of black cat ears poked out from the mass of red. She was clothed in what appeared to be a very detailed Japanese schoolgirl's outfit. The apron part was red, as well as the thin ribbons around the arms of the dress and the tie around her neck. The blouse underneath was white. She had on lace up thigh high socks, (red), and black boots. A black cat tail lashed to and fro behind her.

Wonnykins grinned, a fang protruding over her lip. She curtsied, never taking her blue eyes off her guests.

"I am pleased to finally meet you all. Welcome to my home. I do hope you find your rooms comfortable." She straightened up, clasping her hands in front of her. "It's rather hot out here; allow me to lead you inside."

The ten guests eyed each other before nodding and murmuring their yeses. Picking up their bags they started toward Wonnykins, who smiled and turned. The ten guests followed their mysterious hostess past the gates, creaking open, and into their new home. Behind them, the gates slammed shut, and each boy felt oddly alone.

To Be Continued...

Wonny: There. -dies- Took me forever, you wouldn't believe...

Satoshi: Oh, we believe. She was busy working on the thousand of other stories she has on her laptop. -smacks- Stupid Wonnykins! You're supposed to be posting this!

Shigeru: Yeah! -bops-

Wonny: Nyaaaaa...