Special: Gravity
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon nor do I endorse any other miscellaneous here.
Warning: Extreme spoilers for 'Indigo'. Plus some hinted guesses of sexual activities, scenarios and language.
This was inspired by listening to 'Gravity' By A Perfect Circle.
This is a POV fic from the eyes of Clair when she was lost in thought from the last chapter. I'm not gonna get very detailed, just some major points. Don't worry: nothing too big is leaking here. Well…not the naughty segments anyways. I want to encourage those who love to flame with no restraints to review this.
Reviews, YAY!
Emperor K. Rool
2006-05-25
ch 2, reply
This is really good. The whole Clair/Mewtwo relationship is unusual, but I like it! I've started a forum on this site about the differnces between the Japanese and American versions of Mewtwo, and I would appreciate your opinions.
WiseAbsol
2006-05-01
ch 2, reply
Wonderful...
And here I was wondering whether you could write romance just as well as action. Apparently, you do so even better. The last scene, between Mewtwo and Clair, was truly well done. Touching...
Hopefully, Myo will get better. If not, I'm sure she'll still be watched over. If not be Mewtwo himself, than by Daisy (even though she doesn't seem too excited about such a job). And her reaction to Mewtwo's return...well, even if he had his reasons for leaving...he deserved it. But their reunion, too, was a pleasant things to read.
As always, I eagerly look forward to see how your story continues. If I have to wait two to three months, so be it.
I'll be here.
...See ya' Miyuutsuu.
WiseAbsol
I should be panicking, quivering in fear, anger, in distraught. But I feel that it's only not necessary right now. I'm far too tired, almost out of breath. My old clothes that were so comfy needed to be thoroughly washed. And I somehow don't feel like putting my hair back up into a ponytail. Besides, I did all of that plus some more a couple of hours ago. It will take some time for me to adjust to Mewtwo's ……disability, but that won't discourage me from being with him.
A total dick, yes he is.But mine. (chuckles)
As I see both trainer & pokemon reunited, I keep forgetting one thing: Mewtwo's anything but a pokemon and she's more than just a trainer. More like a sugar induced girl. They're so unique, yet….they reflect the same path.
As outsiders, bordering the outskirts of society's rule & sense of dependency. They don't need to be bound by others. Freedom from their emotional shackles of their pasts is all that they want.
I know now why Daisy acts so complex, she's just relishing in on the freedoms and new possibilities that life has offered to her. In short; she's taking in an overload of feelings to express herself. From what recollections that she told me at the diner in Cerulean some months ago, her life was anything but fair. Abandonment, fear, hatred,… lonesomeness. That goes the same for Mewtwo. I glance at what appears to be a very clean & sterile hospital room. Who ever that little child is, there must be some serious circumstances as to why Mewtwo is by her side like a worried parent.
A Parent.
A word that had no meanings to me before, but it has a great impact as to what type of future we all so crave. I don't know what might happen in the near future, I do know that anything can happen. Look at how I met him…
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It was in early September, some six years ago,when I first met Mewtwo. Not like he is right now, rather a bull headed spiteful egotistical jerk. Anyways, it was that time of year for me to remind me how close the current year will end & a new year is at the horizon. And so, another year will pass by too, then it will go on for the rest of time itself. Being a gym leader for more than four years with only my grandfather to help run the gym is quite a challenge. Not to mention that I am obligated to care for the Dragon's den & it's inhabitants. It requires a lot of strength, memorization of the lands & a tough attitude. I had to assert my self to be rough & tough. There was no time for lollygagging or taking a day off. And there were no time for a brief social life. It was all hard work. Hard lonely, & bored.
On a daily basis, it was to get up at dawn, breakfast. Heal my pokemon, clean up the gym.
Survey around the areas for unusual activities.
Lunch.
Await for any challengers, then train in the den until dinnertime. And finally sleep.
As you can see, no indications of free time for a decent social life. At that point, I needed something…. unexpected, chaotic. Anything to break away from my tedious routine. 'Maybe something would turn out that way before the day is over' I thought.
Well….I guess that ole saying 'be careful for what you wish for: it might come true' still implies in modern times. Because no sooner than have I done thought of the quote unquote 'wish', things were about to head that way the minute I stepped foot in the dragon's den that one night….
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I thought 'what the hell! Calling a negotiated compromise?' This is way beyond what my mind wanted to initially do: get that thing, that so called…'Mewtwo' out of here. But after what I had witnessed: it has more brass than anyone I've known. Even Lance couldn't magnify the magnitude that our battle had brought out of. To tell you the truth: I never felt better than I ever had before. Here I am, in the throws of a climactic fight. Almost every dragon gave it everything to take down our intruder. Only to discover that it could dish out the same power by itself.
This…has to be the most unbelievable day of my life. So invigorating. A true gauntlet of will, endurance & more. Neither I nor Mewtwo were giving in.
…And I wanted more. The passions from my dwindled fighting spirit were reignited with such ferocity. How the challenge gave me a thrill. And by the looks of this pokemon, I'd say it's extremely powerful. Possibly a legendary.
But here I am, giving a deal that's far from crazy. I though at first to capture it, but whenever I bring out an ultra ball, Mewtwo made it's intention to never be anyone's pokemon. Mewtwo was so thick headed. Apparently, it has issues with people. Nonetheless, I made a simple proposition. A simple pass temp residence in exchange for sparring sessions. He bluntly refused. He also told me to not calling him it, as he so pointed it out with his voice thathe is a male.
Some heated arguments got out of hand. He told me that he could wipe my memory. I told him that he has no balls to take up my offer, as I ranted, telling him that he was a wuss & not up to it. Guess what? More arguments….until I brought out a coin.
"Let's put it to a coin toss. No fuss, no cheap tricks. Deal or, are you afraid to gamble over something that you can't control?" He actually took the offer, proving to me that he is not to back down to a challenge.
It was all up to a coin flip. Whether or not 'he' would agree to the terms…..
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I won...
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Christmas time. A recipe for great joys. But not this year. After my grandfather had passed away last November, the whole attempted suicide ordeal, and not to mention that an all out argument between Lance & Mewtwo on the principles of living : I might have not enjoyed it. Surveying the soft snow falls thru the kitchen window gave me the impression of how my life was at that moment: I was just a small snowflake, following down my own path with no one to be there for me when I reach the ground.
Great, I've got myself depressed again. But it's nothing compared to how Mewtwo is right now. He has been inside the den a few times, always disappearing to who know where. Being alone too got him to act the same as the cold air to the flesh: callous to the touch. This year, I got no one to bring in the holidays. Lance told me over the phone some days ago that he was to spend some time with his girlfriend of the month. He still hates Mewtwo for handing his ass on a platter. After all, Mewtwo did know how to counter every move that Dragonite dished out. I should know, he did that to me in the first place. A chuckle escaped from my mouth, just by thinking how Lance's face faulted along with his pride the instant Mewtwo knocked down the dragon master's most powerful pokemon.
I thought at the moment that this should be a time of giving & spending time with those who are in our hearts. Then I thought 'Mewtwo?' That wasn't right at first, but the more that I thought about it, the more that actually started to think of him as a friend. Not like a trainer-pokemon friend. But as an equal friend-friend thing. Many envisions from the past 2 months proved that he is a friend. He did gave a eulogy to my grandpa, and he didn't knew him well. But the way he spoke were as if he knew him for many years. So nice of him to do that.
Before I knew what went through my head, I went to dosomething that might cheer him up: I was going to get him a present. If it means to slightly cheer up another, it might bring me some cheer too….
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Relaxation in summer time. Nahh, more like a hellish April. It was one of those hot days of the week. I couldn't wait any longer towards going out in the nice refreshing river. But to my dismay, 'ole Mr. sour puss kept on working on his physical abilities. Not in the public's view, though, around behind the back of the gym. Away from any prying eyes. Over the past months, he seems to be a bit more bolder on being out in the open. His bigotry over people & trainers were somewhat becoming reduced to that of a simple remark here & there. And more importantly, he began to come into a trust with me.
As time changed, so did he….as time too, changed me. I'm more energetic, the days seem to have a meaning whenever Mewtwo is around. I got admit: his commitment has not carved a negative impact on our friendship. Yes, he & I are friends. Despite the meaningless fights over who should do the tough chores, it's no that that can dampen between friends.
I made my choice: I needed a day off that does not belong on a holiday, and he could use one.
Seeing as he needs one right now. Besides: it might uplift his attitude… since Valentine's day. He hates it, I don't , but I don't like it. Except for the letter I got from my secret admirer. Hope that it's not a joke.
Who knows what might go on by the end of the day….
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I almost fell out to the side of the hospital walls as I snapped back into reality. Bits of my past with Mewtwo were of the main focus. That last one was the day that we'd kissed for the first time. Certainly not the last. To say that our 'relationship' is a crime against nature…well then: Maybe at one time, before I met him, it would. Now, I don't care if it's wrong. That doesn't apply to how our hearts choose it's desire.
There's some things that could be explained. Ours can't. It happened, and I will never look down on it.
Not now. Not ever.
For the times that I was with him …Well, love comes in all shapes & sizes. And in a nutshell: species. He fit in right. I wonder what would have happened if did chose to not head on into the den some 6 years ago. Could I…I rather not think about it. Right now, I might as well enjoy this reunion. That, and I should get something to eat. I swear, from what went on just 8 hours ago…then 6 six hours…
I'll just stop right there before I think about that again. God only knows how long I had any romantic satisfaction. Let alone a romp. (Blushes)
A/N: And know you why she was lost in thought. Please don't think that I'm a pervert. It's how it happened anyways. I just had the decency to fully remove that scene on the last chapter. Romantic, but sleazy.
Hey, when I wrote this story down, I highlighted the parts that go in the Rated X category. Now it's back to the main story. It will be ready by tomorrow, I swear on it.
Anyways… So good to be back. And on a spooky day. I had 'unofficially' surrendered my soul to the dark lord of all confections, the devil food cake. Yes, my new master demands that I destroy al that is nutritious & therefore: healthy with a cold glass of milk & apple pie.
Okay. As of today, I got the day off to watch 'The Omen'…..
BORING! If I wanted to see something way scary, I might as well look at myself in the mirror. Back to what I wanted to say…I got good news & bad news. First, the good news: I talked to my neighbor from my back yard(Whom I'll keep his identity a secret from any one who knows his writing style), I showed him Part 2 & he decided to re-write 'Scum of the Earth' for me. That means I get to post it up here for the first time. Joy!
But here's the bad news…. he told me that 1: at least four chapters will be cut. 2: the highly derogative scenes that are in just all in the story will be SEVERELY downgraded. And 3: It won't be ready until September.
Damn! I gave it a moment for me to choose whether it will ripped up & reworked in a subtle angle or to keep the heavy mature theme true to it's original creation… I gave in.
I hope that when it is ready, it will won't be a total disaster.
Miyuutsuu.