M-a-r-i-o-n-e-t-t-e

Summary: The battle ended in a tie. N told her to become his princess. She gave him the finger and told him to get lost. After going home, she came to a realization: Her every move was being controlled by N. She was his puppet, and he was her master. Who will win? N's desire? Or her heart?

A/N: Heh... *evil cackle* And thank you. Well, the entire fic will have cussing so...yeah...I don't really need to put a warning since every chapter will have it and I stated that this has explicit content and stuff soooo.
And to you guys...yes, no one is in control here except... ;)
Along with N slapping Ghetsis. Ha, I personally liked that part... ^_^

~String 12~

I'm frozen for a moment, but right as I'm about to punch him in the gut, N pulls back, and his expression leaves me speechless. I feel my mouth slightly ajar, as he reaches up and cups my face between his gentle, two large hands and taps his forehead against mine.

N elegantly stands up with one swift twist and looks down at me on the piano bench. "I have something to do now," he says softly, "but I'll be back to eat dinner with you as soon as I'm finished."

N carefully kisses my forehead and ruffles my bangs before slipping out of the room and leaving me sitting there in confusion.

What...just...happened…?

Putting a hand to my head, I feel my heart pounding loudly in my ears as the oncoming blush rockets across my face in a blazing glory.

What did N just do!? I mean...I knew he wanted me to be his Princess...but I'd always assumed it was because I was an excellent trainer who'd beaten him several times throughout my journey! I'd never thought that he...actually…

I squeeze my eyes shut, my face crinkling. I just can't think that...I just can't-I won't. I refuse to think it-!

He likes me.

I slap myself-hard. My cheek stings and I feel tears pricking at the corners of my eyes from the pain, but ignore them as I push myself off the sleek black bench and stumble over to the door.

My mouth parts slightly, and I don't realize it for a second, but I'm laughing. Laughing so hard my sides ache, and I'm forced to hold them to prevent more pain.

N fucking likes me. I've never thought of something so bizarre in my life. I cannot believe it! It feels as if someone has turned my head around and screwed me over.

Tottering out of the room, I rub my face as I get out the last of my crazed giggles. I must be going stir crazy!

That's when I hear a loud scratching sound. I freeze, and turn to look over my shoulder; the glass wall that is on the opposite end of the piano room has a figure sitting behind it.

A large Pidgeot is scratching at the glass as it sits on the tan stone balcony. I spy something poking out of its beak.

I cross over to it, and put my hand up against the glass which is blocking us from meeting. The pokemon blinks up at me and holds out the object in its mouth: A letter.

Freezing, I stare at it. Could it be a letter from my Mom? Or from my friends? I palm the glass in frustration as I find that there is no door to the outside...

Then why the hell would there be a balcony!?

Pidgeot doesn't seem affected by annoyance and simply walks over to the very edge of the glass wall. I mirror its movements and the two of us head to the left.

I blink as the flying type ruffles its feather and somehow manages to slip the letter underneath the wall. I stare at it as the envelope skids towards my feet and stops at my toes.

The Pidgeot gives me one last, hard look before taking to the air and stealthily flying low towards a forest that is barely visible past the balcony.

Watching as it goes, I jump, remembering the letter and bend down to pick it up with my thumb and index finger, turning it over and inspecting it carefully.

I take a whiff of the parchment used, and decide it can't be from my home town, because the smell is wrong; my heart sinks.

Pocketing the letter, I decide to look at it later, as the fact that it isn't from Nuvema is a bit upsetting.

I take the stairs to go downstairs and wonder what I can do today that won't bore me to death...not that there's anything interesting here...besides the piano room, and the green house room…

I pause at the stairs, and look up towards the highest floor. If only I wanted to go up there...then maybe I'd find something interesting…

Shaking my head, I skip down the steps two at a time, and stop at the bottom. Hang on...why don't I want to go up there? I went up there once before…

Also, when I tried to grab my pokeballs from those racks, I wasn't even able to touch them, and then after that, there were the two instances where I couldn't eat my dessert because something was stopping me from doing so.

My hand grips the side railing tightly, and I feel my cheeks drain of color. What does...that mean? I look up the stairs, and start running up towards them, but my feet suddenly stop, and I'm rooted to the ground, not allowing me to continue. My eyes widen, and I immediately back away, the feeling disappearing.

Clenching my fists several times, I run towards my room, thoughts flying through my mind at a hundred miles an hour. I need to figure out what is going on!

I push through my door and run to the rocking chair where my bag is. I'm about to look inside when I feel something slip out of my pocket.

The letter.

Pausing, I lean over, one foot rising into the air behind me as I lift the envelope off the ground and hold it balanced between my palms.

I take in a breath, and rip the letter open before unfolding the parchment and scanning its content.

My heart stops.

Touko,

I wouldn't be writing to you unless it was absolutely necessary, but there is something very important that I need to tell you. The man named N that you have relations with is nothing like you think he is. He is manipulative, secretive, and should not be trusted. I'm telling you this for your own good. He is using underhanded tactics to get what he wants. And what I'm trying to explain, is that his goal to help Pokemon isn't what he's after.

Touko, he has taken over Unova.

No, I'm not lying. He has, and all other regions have had warnings that he's trying to rule over the entire world, and is slowing taking it, region by region. You need to find a way to get out of there and meet up with me. Please hurry, because N's control is unnatural, and I can't protect you from him where I am now. Hurry and escape, Touko.

-Father

My hands begin trembling, and I stare at the last sentence. I've...got to go…

Now.

~Misty/Ms. Ketchum