WARNING: Your mileage may vary with Caitlin's section at the end of this chapter. It's not a lemon, but the context is...weird. Read of your own volition.

Undella Town, Pokémon Center, Day 5 of 60, 10:12 P.M.

Lotte

Lotte sat at the desk in his room, thinking about what had happened earlier that day. He hadn't expected any of it to happen. When he saw Skyla sunbathing on top the cliff, he started drawing as a way to not stare at her. Then when she saw the picture he expected her to get mad or walk away, but instead she started kissing him. The whole of the day's events shook Lotte up.

"What's going to happen now?" Lotte asked himself.

He thought back to what had happened when the sun came down and she had to leave.

…

They walked down the cliff side, her hand in his. She had put her t-shirt and shorts back on, the air had begun to cool down, and her bikini didn't cover her enough for the dropped temperature. Even with her clothes, however, Lotte could see her shiver from the occasional breeze.

"Are you cold, Skyla?" he asked.

Skyla looked up at him and smiled, "Just a little, these clothes aren't doing much against the wind, though." She scooted up to him so that her body was pressed against his. Lotte could feel her shivering against him.

Lotte took off his jacket and laid it on her shoulders. She looked up at him, a surprised expression on her face. "Keep this on, it'll keep you warm."

"But what about you?"

"This is the tropics compared to the cold created by Frosty. I'll be good."

Skyla nodded as they passed by the Pokémon Center doors. She put her head on Lotte's shoulder as they walked to Caitlin's Villa. Lotte squeezed her hand. When he had met her in Mistralton, he had felt a small spark for her, but he didn't think it would ever amount to something. But now she was walking with her head on his shoulder, holding his hand.

When they got to Caitlin's Villa, Skyla took off Lotte's jacket and handed it back to him. "Thank you." she said. "I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

Lotte nodded, "I have to stick around with Frosty about. I'll be here for awhile."

Skyla smiled. "Okay then." She walked up to Lotte and kissed him. "Good night. I love you."

"I love you, too." Lotte said. "Good night."

He watched as Skyla walked into his sister's villa. Once the door closed behind her, Lotte began walking back toward the Pokemon Center, his mind swirling with different thoughts.

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Lotte leaned back, sighing. "She's going to be so distracting now...Should I let this continue with this whole business with the Dragon? I don't know...everything's so confusing." Lotte looked to his left and saw a red scarf sitting near the edge of the desk. Picking it up, he held it close, "Gardevoir...if only you were here. You always knew how to comfort me when I needed it."

Gardevoir...his first Pokemon. He had caught her as a Ralts when he was just 9 years old. They had been through thick and thin, how ever...

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Lotte was on his stomach, his arm reaching over the edge of N's castle. Gardevoir's hand held tightly in his. The ground looked blurry, at this height, survival wouldn't be guaranteed. The wind blew around them, blowing Lotte's hair into his eyes, and Gardevoir's scarf blew off of her neck. Lotte's hand began to sweat, and he felt Gardevoir begin slipping from his grasp.

"No!" he shouted, redoubling his grip. As a result,he began slipping off the side. It looked like the both of them would fall.

"Lotte..." a gentle voice sounded in his head, "you must let me go."

"I won't! We said we'd face N together! I can't do this without you!"

"You have the Dark Stone, Lotte. You can awaken Zekrom, I just know it. Now please, let me go before you fall, too!"

"Gardevoir, you know I can't do that!"

"I thought so...very well. I'm sorry, but I have to do this to protect you." Gardevoir's eyes began glowing. Suddenly Lotte began to lose control of his body, he felt his grip begin to loosen.

"No! Gardevoir stop!" he shouted as his hand let go. He saw Gardevoir begin falling toward the ground, his shout piercing the air.

"Lotte...thank you..." Gardevoir's voice resounded for one last time.

"GARDEVOIR!"

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He had searched for two days after defeating N. He could find any sign of her except for her red scarf, which he had held onto since then. He had given her the scarf to celebrate their fifth year together, and just like that...she was gone. Fresh tears began rolling down his cheeks, even after a year...Gardevoir's death left a hole that couldn't get filled. She had been his partner for nine years...

Lotte laid down in the bed and curled up in a ball. He felt Zekrom brush against his consciousness. Lotte pushed away the contact, he wanted to be alone.

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On the cliff, Zekrom looked towards the building of healers. His bond-partner was remembering his friend again. Zekrom had never met this "Gardevoir" but the impact she had on Lotte troubled Zekrom. Giving the dragon equivalent of a sigh, he attempted to go back to sleep when he felt a strange consciousness brush against him.

"You must be Zekrom."

"Who are you?"

"Spoilers. Anyway, you should be careful, that ice dragon has almost recovered from that Draco Meteor. It will attack again soon."

"How can I trust you?"

A flash of images rolled through Zekrom's mind. Zekrom wasn't one to be surprised, but his eyes went wide. "Okay," Zekrom said, "I trust you...as unbelievable as your existence is."

"Thank you, Zekrom. Don't tell anyone of this contact however...I'll make myself known when the time is right."

"A flair for the dramatic, huh? Very well."

The consciousness faded, leaving Zekrom alone with his thoughts. Zekrom snorted and closed his eyes. "Unexpected..." he said to himself.

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Caitlin laid in her bed, unable to sleep. She looked out the window at the Pokemon Center and sighed. Her brother had grown strong, to be sure, but her worry never ceased. She got out of bed and put her slippers on. She left her room and quietly walked to the back door of the villa. She stepped out into the night, and made her way though town. Eventually, she found herself outside the Pokemon Center. Reaching out with her mind, she located the room that Lotte was staying in. She slid the window open and climbed through.

Lotte was fast asleep, Gardevoir's scarf clutched in his hand. Caitlin's hands went to her mouth and she choked back a sob. He was in so much pain because of her loss. Caitlin kneeled over Lotte's bed and put a hand on his cheek. "I'm sorry little brother...I'm so sorry." She then bent over and softly pressed her lips to his. This was her greatest secret, her shameful love for her own brother. She pulled away from him and felt her face grow warm.

"Why do I have these feelings?" She whispered to herself. "They're so wrong...but I can't help it." She bent over him again. "I love you, little brother. I love you more than you realize." She kissed him again, knowing full well that this was probably the only way she could ever be with him. He loved Skyla, she knew that, and she supported it. If he ended up with her, he would be happy, and she would hopefully be able to git rid of these feelings for him.

She left the room soon after, she couldn't stay for too long. She hurried back to her villa, and snuck back to her room. She laid back on her bed and touched a finger to her lips. "Lotte..." she said as her eyes closed. Her incestuous desire satisfied, she was able to drift into sleep.

Author's note: Well, there you have it. The plot thickens. Lotte has survivor's guilt because of his dead Gardevoir, Zekrom is being contacted by a stranger, and Caitlin has incestuous feelings towards Lotte. Dead Gardevoir and Caitlin's feelings are two of the reasons this is rated M. But this was a bit of a WHAM chapter, so maybe the next chapter will be a little more relaxing. Time will tell, as will my mood.

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