Ch.2

Don't Push Me Away

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Maris woke up instantaneously when she heard her friend screaming at the top of his lungs. She tried to shake him awake and when that didn't work she slapped him with her long fur. Dmitri sat up, nearly knocking her over but she still clung onto him.

"(What happened, why are you crying?)" Maris asked her Dmitri with a worried tone.

"It's nothing, I'm alright. You don't need to worry about it," Dmitri replied while trying to put on a smile on his face.

This explanation didn't convince her one bit as she pulled Dmitri into a hug, his face buried in her chest.

"(Baka, just tell me what happened. I want to help you, but you're making it harder when you avoid the subject,)" Maris said sternly.

Dmitri's mother then burst into the room in her night gown; she was obviously just about to go to bed when she heard her son screaming.

"Dmitri, what happened? Please tell me."

Seeing no other way he told his mother and his pokemon his dream. Both of their eyes went wide when he explained the events of his nightmare. When he finished, he started crying again. Both mother and pokemon comforted him while he continued tearing up. Maris rubbed his head until he fell into a peaceful slumber.

"Thank you Maris. Home life would have been more difficult without you. I don't think I could have juggled being a teacher and raising a kid at the same time," Karen said with sad tone.

"(Yeah, you would have been a wreck without my help,)" Maris replied smugly.

Karen then muttered the word douchebag before returning to her bedroom to go back to sleep. Maris attention then went back to Dmitri and ran her paw through his black hair. She then glanced at the clock on the wall. It was only 3:00 p.m., which meant they had plenty of time before school.

"(Let's get some sleep Dmitri. We wouldn't want to be exhausted when we go to that hellhole in a few hours,)"

Dmitri seemed to agree on this as he slowly drifted back to sleep, tears still evident in his eyes. Maris then started to think about what happened in her best friend's nightmare. Apparently, she attempted to protect him from wild pokemon, but she ended up getting eaten. Dmitri went to go help, but he was stabbed from behind what she assumed to be the leader of the group. What happened next scared her. Apparently, she "rose" from the dead and started to slowly choke the life out her best friend.

She then said that he killed her, which she denied. Her death was at the paws of wild pokemon, not Dmitri. She came to the conclusion that Dmitri watched too much zombie movies and that was the cause of his nightmare. She yawned and stretched her arms and back a little bit before throwing an arm over Dmitri and falling asleep again.

The following morning she woke up to the sound of *RING**RING**RING* from the alarm clock conveniently located on the coffee table near his bed. Why did that darn thing have to be located so near bed? She didn't wait for Dmitri to wake up as she flung it against the wall. She heard the satisfying crack of the alarm clock as it collided with concrete wall.

"Aww, why'd you do that? Now I have to go to the store to buy a new one," Dmitri replied sleepily.

"(Oh come on, it annoys you too. You can't deny that fact,)" Maris said dryly.

"It does, but I still needed it," Dmitri replied sleepily.

"(Don't worry; your mom will buy you a new one later today. If you tell her that is,)" Maris replied while getting out of bed; stretching her body so she wouldn't strain or pull anything during P.E.

Maris still saw that Dmitri was still on his bed; sleeping peacefully and breathing softly. So she decided to end that. Maris gently lowered her head until it was near Dmitri's ear. With that done, she began to state the obvious.

"(Um, Dmitri we still have to go to school today, SO WAKE UP!)" Maris shouted in Dmitri's ear at the top of her lungs.

Dmitri jolted awake instantaneously and held the ear Maris shouted in tenderly. Maris just smirked mischievously at him before she was shoved out of the room.

"(Hey what the heck was that for?!)"

"I'm changing Maris. Besides, having someone stare at me while I'm naked is a little bit creepy," Dmitri said.

Maris, more than anything would love to see the sight of her master naked before her. She then imagined them making out, French kissing even and pushing him on the bed and…

"(What am I thinking? What if he doesn't share those feelings for me? I don't want him to do anything he doesn't want to do.)"

She was interrupted from her thoughts when the door suddenly flung open and out stepped her master in his schools uniform. To Maris the school uniform was a tad bit bland; it was just a buttoned up t-shirt with a red tie and formal dress pants. Maris walked up to Dmitri and took his arm in hers and led him down the stairs, with him leading of course. It's not that she couldn't walk down alone, but she liked it when he led them down the stairs. She looked back at saw that he was blushing tomato red on his face. She thought it was cute whenever he did this, but she couldn't let him know that.

So Maris had to hide this and she quickly scrambled in her mind to come up with a smart aleck comment.

"(What's wrong with your face? It isn't even that hot in the house Dmitri,)" she said.

Dmitri didn't even get a chance to reply as his mother shouted at them to stop their flirting and get their butts to the kitchen. The smell of great smelling food invaded their nostrils and both of them quickly made a b-line for the kitchen. They were stopped when a certain green serpent stood in their path, impeding their route to the kitchen.

"(Stop running you two, there's enough food to go around,)" the green snake said with obvious disdain in her voice.

"C'mon Stephanie, were just hungry. You can't stop us from eating," Dmitri replied.

The pretentious green snake that stood in their way happened to be his mom's serperior. After Karen's journey through Unova, she decided to let Stephanie live with her throughout the rest of her life. She was present when Dmitri was born and was like a big sister to Dmitri. Well, she's 28 years old, so of course he considered her this. She was a nanny to him when his mom or dad (when he was still alive) was too busy dealing with other things.

"(Whatever Junior, just get your rear end into the kitchen. Your mom's probably blowing a gasket for having to wait so long for you,)" Stephanie retorted.

Dmitri sighed when she called him Junior. That was a pet name she had bestowed upon him when he could talk and it just stuck for the entire time he knew her. So after eating breakfast, with his mom quizzing him about the pokemon types and abilities, the duo made their way to the Battle Academy, which held all the knowledge of pokemon battling.

Karen sighed as she got ready for work with her teacher uniform. She wanted Dmitri to be a tough battler like her, but she knew that being tough didn't necessarily win battles. She saw that her son had potential, but she knew she wasn't the one to have to bring it out. Karen knew that was something that he had to do on his own. To find out his own battling style to achieve victory.