Chapter 14
Misty was laughing, from hearing this most recent part of the story; she was making an effort not to be too loud though, so that she didn't wake Vesta. Mewtwo smiled at the memory, it was one of his best ones of his time with Naiya.
"Oh, Mewtwo! I didn't know you had such a playful side!" Misty exclaimed.
"I think, until that day, neither did I," Mewtwo chuckled lightly.
"Well, honestly! I've gotta think up some way to bring out that side of you again. I have to see it!"
While Misty was busy stifling her giggles and calming down, Mewtwo looked at the clock and noted that it was near 2:00AM. His smile fell, and his shoulders slumped guiltily. He had been stalling, telling Misty all these wonderful stories of his relationship with Naiya…it was going to be cruel to them both now, to finish it.
"Mewtwo?" Misty asked.
Mewtwo snapped out of his thoughts and looked over at Misty. Her eyes had darkened with concern…for him, "I'm sorry Misty…" he said, remorsefully. He could feel his throat tighten, and could hear the regret sounding in his own voice, "All these wonderful, and happy stories that I am telling, and I fear I have made you forget how it is going to end…"
Misty looked down sadly, reality coming back to her; she was here to listen to a story that ends so badly, Mewtwo wanted to bury it and forget.
Mewtwo sighed regretfully, "It's my fault. Maybe we should stop—."
"No," Misty said firmly, "Please, Mewtwo, keep going." She took a deep breath and steeled herself before looking back up at Mewtwo, determination set in her eyes. She braced herself to hear where it all went wrong.
Three and a half years ago (6 months before Genesect)
It was perfect, this place, the Moor of Icirrus, in all it's peaceful beauty, would be the place where Mewtwo, would bring Naiya, and ask her to take the next big step with him in their relationship. He would ask her to become his mate.
He had it all planned out. Mewtwo had found a small and private clearing; it couldn't have been more than three meters in diameter. The sun shown down through the small opening in the trees, lighting the grass of the clearing and reflecting off the flowers which waved in the very gentle breeze.
There was also a basket filled with different treats and berries, the rim of the basket decorated with small flowers—cherry blossoms, Naiya's favorite—which Mewtwo had gathered from all over the Unova region. He couldn't believe his luck when he even found some wine, at the market in Driftveil City, that would be safe for Naiya to drink. He felt ready, but at the same time, he also felt very nervous, his heart was fluttering, and he kept feeling like something was missing.
Naiya…Naiya was missing; it was time to get her and bring her here, It's time, Mewtwo thought to himself, I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I'm ready.
"Mewtwo?" Naiya was right behind him.
I'M NOT READY! Mewtwo whirled around and recoiled in surprise when he saw Naiya standing right behind him, "N-Naiya!" She must've searched for his psychic signature and teleported to him. No! He was supposed to bring her here! Already this wasn't going to plan.
He stiffened and his heart began pounding in his chest when Naiya peeked around him at the basket centered in the clearing. Whatever happened to his apathetic image? And his remarkable ability to stay level headed when the unexpected occurs? She stole it from him! And I wouldn't have it any other way, Mewtwo thought as he relaxed his shoulders and smiled, resigned to his fate.
Naiya had walked around him to examine the contents in the basket. The sunlight reflecting beautifully as her aura shimmered in the sun's rays. Once again, Mewtwo's heart seemed to skip a beat as her eyes lit up with excitement.
"What…what's all this for?" Naiya asked, looking up at Mewtwo.
"I wanted to do something special for today." Mewtwo explained, "However, I had hoped to surprise you…" He looked away sheepishly.
"Well…I am surprised," she assures him, grinning widely as she eyed the bottle of wine. Picking the bottle up, she looked at Mewtwo excitedly, "Come on! Lets sit together."
Mewtwo sat down next to Naiya and he managed to share a few bites of the pastries with her, but the butterflies in his stomach wouldn't settle and he had to stop. So instead, he sat back and watched Naiya as she sipped the wine from her glass.
"Alright, what's wrong?" she said after when she noticed Mewtwo staring.
"Wrong? Nothing is wrong! Naiya—," Here goes nothing, Mewtwo took a deep breath and took Naiya's free hand. She looked at it curiously, and set down the wine glass so Mewtwo could hold both her hands in his, "Normally, the human custom for this is to get down on one knee, and some parts of me may be human…however, since you are a pokemon, I felt it was only right to follow a pokemon's custom."
"Well, the pokemon custom is to show off in some manner." Naiya said, grinning impishly.
"Or t-they…put together a nice display!" Mewtwo said, nodding towards the basket desperately, and beginning losing his resolve. Please don't ask me to dance around foolishly! He silently prayed.
"It's very nice," Naiya said, giggling, "I love it," she leaned forward and kissed him, "I accept."
Mewtwo's heart soared, "But…I didn't even ask yet!"
Naiya laughed for a few seconds, but quickly calmed down and locked eyes with Mewtwo, smiling, waiting patiently, her eyes shining.
"Naiya…I want to spend the rest of my life with you, do you accept my proposal?"
"I do," Naiya said, there was a strange look in here eyes though all of a sudden, "but Mewtwo, the thing about that is...a Gardevoir's lifespan can be as long as four hundred years—if they're lucky to survive the effects of their curse, or not put themselves in a position to endure it in the first place—and a Mew's, I can only imagine, their lifespan is even longer…"
Mewtwo knew what she was getting at, "While that is true, there is something about the Mew species that I don't think you are aware of." Confusion set in Naiya's eyes as he continued, "Long ago, there were many Mews, and now, I only know of one. They would view it as a curse, until they themselves had fallen in love; a Mew's lifespan reduces to that of whom they have mated with from the moment a child is conceived from that love. So we can grow old together."
"So long as a child is conceived..." Naiya said, thoughtfully. Suddenly though, something occurs to her, and she appears worried, "What happens to the child then? What would their maturity rate be?"
"Well, Mews mature in about a year. I have human DNA and am much larger than Mew, so I estimate my maturity rate would be about twenty years—Mew also told me that she detects my current aging to be about as slow as hers. The scientists sped my aging while creating me, so I don't know for sure, but it is somewhere around twenty years, that much I am sure of, and it is also very close with your species, Naiya... After that however, according to my sister, the child would most likely have a lifespan that averages between that of a Mew's and that of a Gardevoir's. We would watch our child grow up, but after reaching adulthood, I am afraid to say we won't be seeing much aging after that..."
"So they could have a very long life…" Naiya said thoughtfully, "And how does your sister feel about this?"
"She's one of the few Mews who never viewed it as a curse; she told me about it. She thinks it's romantic that a Mew is willing to sacrifice their near-immortality to grow old with the one they love; I could see the sadness in her eyes because she understood what this would mean, but she wanted me to at least be aware." Mewtwo told her, and then added quickly, "She was not trying to set us apart though; I hope you wouldn't think that of her!"
"I would never accuse her of such." Naiya said, smiling reassuringly, "She just wanted you to be making an informed decision—and it is a big one Mewtwo. You truly want to do this…for me?"
"Yes. For you." Mewtwo said firmly.
And with that, he leaned forward and kissed her.
