Author's note: I own only the original characters, and do not own Pokemon or related trademarks, which are owned by Nintendo.
For the record, I did mention that there would be at least one lemon in this story. I want to save that for a later chapter so I can focus on telling more of the backstory. However, I do include some juicy bits to start us off….
Language warning applies to this chapter again as does one for content.
Once outside of the gatehouse, Gardevoir immediately began searching for some very tall grass or a bush or any place where she could put on some cleaner clothes without being bothered. Even a nice, thick tree would suffice. Much to her consternation, however, the only area that offered any privacy was just behind the gatehouse.
Guess it'll have to do, she decided.
Looking around her carefully to make sure nobody else was around, she slipped around the corner of the building and opened up her luggage. Quickly, she stripped out of her gown and put that in one bag before hooking her barely-there panties with her thumbs and pulling them down, stepping out of them before putting them in the bag as well.
Standing there naked except for her sandals, she did have to admit to herself that she looked absolutely stunning. Her snow white skin gave off a glow in the semi-darkness that she stood in, causing her breasts to shine like dim beacons. Her fingers instinctively began to trace the curves of her body, lightly brushing her nipples along the way. Her hands ran down her slim abdomen and along the sides of her hips, her flesh tingling with the sensation.
She suddenly heard a rustling noise, causing her to jump slightly. She instinctively looked around, but all she saw was a Rattata scurrying along the wall.
"Heh heh," she chuckled nervously. "Guess I should get going. Got no time to waste now."
Reaching into one bag, she located and withdrew a red thong. She held it up to eye level for a few moments before noticing the two tiny lace hearts embroidered on the front.
"These are the ones Micah gave me for Valentine's Day," she reminisced. "I hadn't seen him that happy in months. Oh my gosh, that smile that he had…."
She stepped through the tiny panties and pulled them up, admiring how they really did, in their own sexy way, complemented her form. She then went through her clothes and pulled out a T-shirt with a very low-cut neckline. The cut was almost a must with her horn, which still stuck out slightly over the top of the fabric. Momentarily slipping off her sandals, she slipped into a nearly skintight pair of jeans before closing her luggage again and returning to her footwear.
She had to admit that the sun felt good on her skin as she stepped back onto the road to Violet City. The heat was not as oppressive as it had been the previous day, although there was still not much of a breeze.
A tiny reflected beam of light struck her eye, and she instinctively turned to see a shining in the taller grass. Her curiosity piqued, she followed the source of the light and was surprised to see a metallic object lying there. She picked it up.
"Well, I'll be damned," she mused. "It's a nugget. Karl and Micah used to find these all the time. This may be of some use for me yet."
Looking around to make sure that nobody was watching, she discreetly put the nugget in her luggage, making up her mind to sell it in Violet City at the Pokemart, if they had one.
She walked on, stopping for a moment to eat one of the very sweet berries she had taken the previous day. The taste was pure bliss on her tongue as she slowly consumed the fruit.
Suddenly, she heard that wicked giggle again, the same giggle that she had heard after she had been pushed into the lake. She looked around, a savage glare crossing her face, but saw nothing, and soon, the giggling ended as quickly as it started.
Still wary of her surroundings, she kept walking until she reached Violet City. Only then was she able to calm herself down.
As she walked into town, she felt slightly underwhelmed. It was about as big as Cherrygrove had been, with a few extra buildings and a Gym to make up any deficiency in size.
Further on down, she smelled cooking.
She searched right away for the Pokemart, and after a couple of frantic minutes, she finally spotted the familiar blue roof.
There was nobody there, save for a rather spaced-out looking young man behind the counter. Carefully pulling the nugget from the bag, Gardevoir walked up to him and set it down in front of him.
"Excuse me," she said, "but I want to sell this nugget."
The stoner stared off into the distance, like there was nothing there at all.
"Ahem, begging pardon, but I have to sell this nugget."
The kid behind the counter had no reaction.
In her frustration, she leaned over the counter, giving the cashier what she hoped would be a vision of cleavage so amazing that it would wake him from his stupor.
Still no response.
"The hell with this," Gardevoir fumed, and began to turn away.
"I can give you five K for it," the stoner said suddenly.
Gardevoir spun on her heel. "What?"
"Yeah, that nugget, it's, like, five K. I can pay five K."
FINALLY! "I'll take it!"
The cashier reached for the nugget, and for Gardevoir, it seemed like it took him several minutes just to touch the thing. It seemed to take longer for him to pull it towards him, and longer still for him to open the cash register and give her her money. Nevertheless, she finally took the cash and put it in her bag with the rest of her money.
"Thank you," she said.
The cashier had gone back to staring into infinite nothingness. Exasperated, Gardevoir walked out and immediately smelled cooking again.
There were two diners, one with a sign reading "ALL POKEMON MUST BE ACCOMPANIED BY THEIR TRAINER, NO EXCEPTIONS," and the other reading "FOR POKEMON ONLY." She walked into the latter and sat down at the front counter.
A small, spiked paw was clutching an open newspaper two seats away, the paper concealing the reader's identity. A moment or two later, the paper lowered, and a Lucario peered over the top.
"Hey, Wigglytuff, how much longer do I have to wait on my lunch?" he asked.
A rather tired looking Wigglytuff half-bounded, half-shuffled out of the kitchen. Her face was smudged with smoke and food grease. "Have some patience. Still gonna take me a while yet."
"Great," Lucario replied.
He glanced out from the corner of his eye and saw Gardevoir.
"You ain't from these parts, are ya?" he queried.
"No, I'm just passing through," she replied.
"Oh? Where ya headed?"
"Celadon City. My first trainer has leukemia and isn't expected to live very long, so I'm trying to go see him before it's too late."
Lucario set the paper down on the counter. "Your first trainer?"
"Yeah, I was traded when I was a Kirlia."
"Mind telling me the story?"
"Mind one that takes forever?"
"I can handle it." He slapped the counter as hard as he could. "Wiggly! Get her the Generalissimo!"
"The what?" Gardevoir asked.
"The Generalissimo," Lucario explained. "It's a massive burger made out of berries. It depends on what ones you like."
"I like all of them, actually."
"WIGGLY! Make it the Mega-Generalissimo!"
Lucario spun in his seat until he was facing Gardevoir. "Well? About that story-"
"You're right. I should get to telling it to you…."
Another author's note: Apologies for ending the chapter right there, but the story where Gardevoir gets traded as a Kirlia is going to be pretty long, and I didn't want to drag the chapter, and the waiting, out too long while I wrote it. So next chapter will see her tell the story.