A/N: Aloha people of FanFiction! I hope that you're ready for new stuff from me! This will probably be the last chapter before stuff gets really good. I hope that you like!
And thank you to Wings that bring the fate, Nanashi Chimera, theking6, and general andrew for your reviews, you all are so great! And great thanks to my beta, TJay-Dragg-Latios'of'the'Cookie, yet again! Let's have a round of applause! *claps wildly like a crazy person* WHOO!
By the way, if you didn't check out the song I chose for the story's theme song, go check it out on Youtube now! It's called Behind Closed Doors by Rise Against. Look it up or I will NOT hesitate to hunt you down and have my crazy friend Ross kill you. And believe me, that won't be pleasant.
Now, onto the story!
Chapter Five – Weekend Antics
A few hours after I got home and introduced Koyuki to Granddad, Grandma finally got home from work. She was the 'working' adult of the family. Anyway, I introduced her to Koyuki, and she began to recite the same story that Granddad had told me.
I remember she had said, "So much like your father. You know, he brought home a Pokemon when he was around your age as well. It was a little Growlithe-"
"Lucy, he's already heard the story," Granddad interrupted.
"He has?" Grandma asked. "From who?"
"Who do you think?" both Granddad and I asked in unison.
"Well, it seems that you're so much like your Grandfather as well," Grandma said. We then proceeded to laugh for a few seconds.
Then Koyuki greeted Grandma the same way that he greeted Granddad. By licking her to death.
And another round of laughter breaks out all around.
As for the rest of the weekend, it was amazing. It seemed that Koyuki and Granddad really got along well. I hadn't seen Granddad so happy in so long. We played catch (even though we had to stay inside the house) and various other games. We joked around endlessly.
In short, it was probably the best weekend ever.
Koyuki ate like crazy, but who would blame him? We weighed him the day I found him and he only weighed 7 pounds, half of what he should have weighed, according to Granddad. We hoped that he could regain the other 7 pounds soon. We also hoped that his fur would grow back in the places that it had been ripped off.
The only thing that we didn't want to change was his cheery disposition. He was happy and bouncy all the time, and he only stopped being this way when he was confused or curious. I remember thinking about if he were ever to evolve into an Umbreon, would he still be as bouncy and cheery? It's kind of hard to imagine a cheerful Dark type Pokemon.
Anyway, back to the main story. Even though it was a great weekend, there was one bad thing about the weekend. Put simply, it ended.
On Sunday night, right before I went to bed, I set my alarms like usual. I flopped down on my bed next to Koyuki, who had taken to sleeping on my pillow. He was wearing a look of simple confusion and looking at my alarm clock.
I put two and two together and explained. "That's my alarm clock, Koyuki. It wakes me up early enough in the morning so that I can get ready for school."
Still confused, this time most likely at the concept of school, he said, "Eevee?"
"School is where a bunch of adults teach us various things that are supposed to help us in life," I told him. "Though the truth is that I'll probably never actually use half of what I'm being taught."
Koyuki chuckled at the irony, and I found myself smiling. Not at what I said, but at Koyuki's reaction. He was always cheerful, and it always made me feel better to be around him.
Koyuki stopped chuckling and I stroked his fur. I remembered briefly how thin and scraggly he looked when I found him. Now, he looked nothing like the way he did back then. His ribs were only barely visible, and the missing patches of fur were almost completely covered up. I patted him one last time and said, "Goodnight, Koyuki."
"Vee."
I turned off the hanging lamp next to my bed and lay down. Koyuki curled up into a ball right next to my head. I stared out into the darkness that surrounded me for a few minutes, and soon I was able to make out various shapes. The four shelves on the far wall, my computer monitor, my desk, and the ceiling fan were the first things that I recognized, and soon I was able to see most of the clutter on my desk: a few books of various size, my printer, my huge jar of jawbreakers that my other Grandma got for me, and my calendar.
I tried closing my eyes help me get to sleep, but that didn't help at all. I had always had a problem getting to sleep, no matter where I was. I turned my head and looked at Koyuki, who was already fast asleep.
"Lucky," I whispered. He didn't do anything, so I just turned away to face the other side of my bed.
I looked up at the clock, and it said 10:18 on it in big, bright red numbers. I knew I had to get up at around 6:30 if I wanted to have enough time to get ready, so that left me with 8 hours and 12 minutes of sleep if I fell asleep right then.
Of course, I was never that lucky, and it always took me around half an hour or more just to get to sleep. I think that there's an official disorder for this, but I can't remember the name for it.
And so I lay there, waiting for sleep to take me. And let me tell you, a lot of strange thoughts can pass through one's head in that state. I vaguely remember thinking about what happened at school on Friday, then about my great-granddad, and then about the pictures of the Pokemon that he owned.
But the weirdest thing I thought about was Mew. I could have sworn that I actually saw it floating in my room looking down on me at one point, but then I blinked, and it was gone.
Right after that, I promptly fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning before my alarm clock sounded, which was weird. I almost always wake up before it. The only reason I set it is to give me a time to force myself to get up.
I looked at the clock and it said 6:27. Only three minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. I looked to the other side of me and saw that Koyuki was still fast asleep, his little Eevee body curled up into a ball. I have to admit, that little guy was cute.
I smiled briefly and returned to staring at the ceiling. I thought of how today might end up being. Probably like Friday after fifth hour. Just a bunch of idiots staring at me and blatantly ignoring the fact that I had feelings. I sighed and told myself that I'd just have to get used to it. This was the consequence of my actions, and therefore was my fault.
Just then, my alarm went off. It was followed by a quick "Vee!" of surprise, and then my vision was immediately blocked by a bunch of brown fur.
Koyuki must have been startled by the sudden noise, and he jumped in response to it. Unfortunately, he landed on my face, startling me as well.
"Ah! Koyuki, get off of my face!" I shouted, ignoring the fact that my grandparents were both probably still asleep. I reached up and pulled the shivering mass of fur off of my face. He was shivering like crazy, obviously scared near to death by the alarm. Seeing him this scared immediately wiped any anger that I might have been feeling away.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Koyuki," I apologized, "I had no idea that my alarm would scare you this bad."
He stopped shivering and I set him down. He glanced over at the alarm clock, which was still going off. I reached over and shut it off, and Koyuki looked at me appreciatively.
"Alright, from now on, I promise not to use that alarm clock ever again," I promised. Koyuki looked relieved that he wouldn't be scared by it.
Then I smiled evilly. "From now on, I declare Koyuki to be my official alarm clock," I said, and all of a sudden, Koyuki's face went from relief to shock, then to anger, and then it finally settled on a sly smile. I figured that he thought that I was joking.
Unluckily for him, I wasn't. "I mean it Koyuki. If you don't want to hear the alarm clock, you're going to have to be the one to wake me up."
His face right then was priceless. Absolutely priceless. It was a mix of unhappiness, anger, shock, and disbelief. I couldn't resist laughing out loud. He shot me a look of anger, and I said, "It's your face! It just looked so hilarious right there!"
His face didn't change an ounce, and I patted his head. "Don't worry, I know that you don't want to wake me up," I said. "But I'm sure that you'll get used to it."
I stood up, and Koyuki yipped at me. I grabbed my clothes and rushed out the door, shutting it before he could follow me. I heard a soft "thud" as Koyuki hit the door, not expecting me to shut it and stop his attempt to chase me. A feeble "Vee" came from behind the door, assuring me that he'd be just fine.
I walked to my bathroom and took a quick shower, got changed, brushed my teeth, and did all of the many other morning things. Minus eating breakfast. I never had enough time.
I returned to my room to grab my backpack and say a quick goodbye to Koyuki, but when I entered, I saw that he had already fallen asleep again. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and walked over to my bed.
Koyuki was lying peacefully on my pillow, deeply immersed in sleep. I scratched his ear and watched as a little smile formed on his face. "See you later, Koyuki," I whispered to him before I turned and exited the room, shutting the door as quietly as I could.
I exited the house and walked down the little trail that led to the school. The light was dim, but it was enough to allow me to see where I was going. Soon, I emerged from the woods and looked up at the school. I took a deep breath in and let it out. "Here I go," I said to no one in particular. I walked forward towards the school.
'Please, Mew, let today be a good one,' I thought.