-o-o-o- Chapter 2: First Meeting –o-o-o-
I remember, it was a normal depressing day in our world, and I just came back from collecting berries. Fortunately, I was able to gather a number of Pecha berries, my favourite. I like them because they're sweet and pink, like me. And to my surprise, I returned to see a Pokemon walking towards my tree. It was a Treecko.
I quickly hid my berries and myself from view, just as the Pokemon crawled inside the hollow. I peeked at him, and saw that he was injured. I could also make out a deep wound across his arm, and saw purple liquid oozing from it. Poison, I thought, and remembered that Pecha berries could heal poison. As I pondered on that thought, I heard the Treecko grunt in pain.
"Tch, stupid Seviper…" he muttered loud enough for me to hear, as he poked the wound. I almost yelled at him not to do that, but slapped my mouth shut in time, and all that came out was a muffled sound.
Unfortunately, he had sharp ears, and positioned himself for any attack. "Who's there?" he questioned sharply, and I shivered at the strength of his voice. But suddenly, his body recoiled in pain, because of the poison, and he grabbed his injured arm to quell it. I couldn't take it any longer.
"Stop that!" I yelled at him with worry in my voice. "Huh?" he was surprised when I finally showed myself above him. I flew down in front of him, and gave him a slight glare but then I sighed. "Don't touch that wound.." I murmured weakly.
His face expressed confusion, pain and, if I wasn't mistaken, a little doubt. I gently pulled his hand away from the wound and placed one of my Pecha berries in it.
"Eat it, so that the poison will fade.." I muttered shyly, and looked away. I didn't know why he made (ahem, still makes) me blush.
He seemed hesitant at first, and kept from the berry to me. The thought of him watching me was flustering. Finally, though, after a moment's time, he took a bite out of it. Then another, and a third, up until he finished the whole thing. When he was done, we saw that the purple liquid was gone.
"…Th-thanks…" he muttered.
I smile, "You're welcome," I looked at his wound again and frowned. It was deep and the blood had already dried. I couldn't bear the thought of anyone suffering from that much pain.
"We need to clean your wound, you know," I said, looking at him in the eye. He looked at his wound and nodded. "How 'bout you rest, and let me take care of it?" I asked innocently.
He was surprised at my offer, but soon he agreed. But before anything else, I asked him to promise not to tell anyone about what he was about to see. He nodded and I uncovered the trapdoor and led him inside. I brought him to one of the bedrooms and let him sit down before focusing on his wound. I put my hands just above it and used a special move that lets me heal others. A bright light started to shine and I noticed he squeezed his eyes shut to avoid being blinded. Then the next thing we knew, his wound was gone.
"Wha-" he murmured in amazement and I merely smiled.
"I'm Celebi, by the way. Pleased to meet you…"
"Treecko. My name's Treecko, and nice to meet you, too, Celebi." He smiled slightly, and I blush again. "Um…do you have a fever or something?" he asked, worry vaguely lacing his voice, "'cause you look kind of red."
I coughed slightly, "N-no... It's nothing. Anyway, maybe you'd best take a nap first." I changed the topic. "You look tired."
"I am. And thank you, again." He muttered as his eyelids start to droop. Soon, I was sure he was asleep and I whispered, "Sweet dreams, Treecko."
And I was unfortunate enough to have him heard me. Well, that was the first time Grovyle and I met. Ever since then, he returns to my home almost daily just to check on me. And I, of course, eagerly welcome him.
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Sorry for the length, I had to divide this whole story from one single file. I'll try to make it up in the following chapters, though. Review, if you'd like