Chapter 1 ~ Breaking Traditions
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"I feel there's something that's hidden inside
It creeps up my spine and takes over my mind
I can't control it, no
I think I'm losing control
You just don't get it do you?
I'm not stuck here with you
You're stuck in here with me [you're stuck in here with me]
You just don't get it do you?
I'm not stuck here with you
You're stuck in here with me."
-Bad Blood by Escape the Fate-
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A/N:
I hope there aren't too many confused people. If there are, you can just ask me. I am going to answer some more of your questions in this chapter. It just won't be like you may be expecting.
The main character has deliberately erased his memories. He's not just going to know why he did something in the past or how. He's also not going to know why he can do certain things. It's going to look kind of weird for a while. Just stick with me.
Warnings: Language, mild violence [this chapter only] crazy pokemon, ooc Gary Oak, slash
Key:
. accented words
/ telepathy
" speech non-human or pokemon and human of course
{ and } flashbacks
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I awoke to shouting. I pulled myself to my feet and listened.
"Vul, vul … Vulpix!"
What the fuck?
I quickly ran to where the sound was coming from. As I got closer, I could understand words.
"Let me go you big brute."
"Why would I do that? You look good enough to eat. Maybe I will do something else with yu first …"
I am really confused but even I know that sounds bad. Rape maybe … No!
"Let him go." I said as the voices stopped. I could feel two sets of eyes on me and I blinked. Why had I spoken up?
"You have a lot of guts human." The lower voiced one said. The one who sounded like the attacker … Human!
"I …" I started, about to tell the person off for being wrong.
"I don't care what you are. I might as well take you first."
"Never," I said, curling my hands into fists. They immediately turned into claws, shocking me. What?
"You think you can fight me? You're no pokemon, and I would know if you were one of those filthy changelings. Or are they calling themselves were-pokemon now?" the male said. I growled and launched myself in his direction. A low laugh was heard, then a gasp as my claws met fur. Fur? Was this some kind of pokemon? Why attack another pokemon? Vulpix were supposed to be rare …
We tussled for a few minutes; I having the upperhand for the most part. He wasn't too bad, but he didn't have claws like mine. Claws that seemed to cut through almost anything and never be effected by any attacks …
In fact I was able to 'reflect' most of his attacks. How is this happening?
"Give it up hu-"
"Never, you are the one who should be giving up." I snarled, kicking him in the stomach. He fell to the ground and growled deep in his throat.
"I will make you pay for that!" he said as he came at me. i blinked and tried to dodge out of the way. It didn't work.
I gasped as the 'creature' was brought to his back by the Mightyena. He was the only thing keeping me safe right now. I needed to get those berries to my family. If he was finished I was going to die. Either that or be raped and then killed. That's what's happened to the rest who were cornered by Mightyena.
Those who managed to come back to our cave were heavily wounded. If I didn't get them medicine they would die. If I couldn't survive, they would all die! No!
A Ralts was walking around his cave. He was patrolling, making sure that no one was trying to hurt others. He had made this his duty since he had come to Johto. It was his job to make sure the pokemon of the New Bark Town area were alright. No one would be killed or injured without good reason …
He caught the scent of blood and quickly made his way toward it. Being blind was kind of annoying at times, but it heightened his senses. With that, he was able to get to places in neeed of help rather swiftly. Just like now …
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There were two pokemon in the clearing. One of them was a Vulpix and the other was a Mightyena. He had never had the pleasure of meeting both in one setting. He knew, that the Mightyena used the Vulpix as sex toys and food. He also knew that the Vulpix population was becoming more and more scarce by the day. The Vulpix who managed to get away from the Mightyena were dropping like Yanma. The poison was just too much for them.
Sighing he shot a blast of psychic energy at the Mightyena. Normally this wouldn't work, but he was different. His 'dark' item allowed him to be able to attack any pokemon type, whether they be dark or a Shedinja. Shedinja had the ability Wonder Guard which only allowed for a few attacks to get through. Even that couldn't match the 'dark' item. He didn't know what it was called, but it was embedded in his left arm.
The Mightyena froze for a second, realizing that he might be done for. The Ralts in question was known for taking down his kind. If he wasn't careful he might be dead, or worse. The only thing worse for a Mightyena was to have your attacks stripped from you. It was rumored that this particular Ralts could do that. He was also said to not hesitate if he saw that as a necessary action.
Deciding he didn't care [the 'creature' was too pretty to lose] he sank his teeth in deeper. The Poison Fang would kill the 'creature' but he could still have his fun first. That Ralts wasn't going to stop him! No, he would have to witness it.
The Ralts shocked the Mightyena again. The attack was much stronger this time, making the beast falter slightly. This was just what the boy needed to get free. He was angry … so angry … No one called him human, insulted him, and tried to harm an innocent and got away with it!
He used the anger. Used it to fuel the power that was flowing through him …
Electricity shot out from him, shocking the Mightyena more than should be possible. Even most electric pokemon didn't have that much power …
It seemed that had been the boy's last breath. Ralts came over to him and checked his body.
"Please be alright …" he said as he looked over the boy for injuries. He didn't find many, most were already healing. The bite on his arm was what he needed to worry about.
It looked bad enough to sevr the boy's arm from his shoulder. It was the left arm, which may or may not be of consequence.
"… is he going to be alright?" asked the Vulpix. Ralts turned, glaring at the small fox.
"Does it look like he's going to be alright? If he hadn't been poisoned he would be fine right now …"
There was a pause where the fox was thinking and the Ralts was trying to figure out what to do.
"I can help!"
"What can you do? I am not trying to say that you are useless but …"
"I have something that will cure him."
"Like what?"
"This will help." He said as he handed the Ralts a berry. After sniffing the fruit Ralts frowned.
"Where did you get this?" he asked.
"I found it. There aren't many left." The fox said.
"I know. That's why I asked. Won't you need these for your family?"
"I have more than enough. He saved my life. So did you but you got here later." The small fox said.
"I guess so. This is enough you say?"
"Yes. It should work." Said the fox.
"Should? Ugh …" Ralts said as he sniffed the berry again.
He forced the boy's mouth open and shoved the berry inside. He made sure that the boy chewed and then let go. He could feel the boy's breathing now … Damn …
"His arm is dislocated." The Ralts said as he was examining the bite.
"Dislocated? Can you fix it?" asked the fox.
"He's too big for me to fix this on my own." Said Ralts.
"I can help, but you have to tell me what to do." Said Vulpix.
"Take the shoulder. I will push from the arm." Said Ralts. Vulpix grasped the shoulder with his paws, finding it nearly impossible to keep a hold.
"I can't do it." He said.
"Why not? Vulpix are usually good with their paws." Said Ralts. This statement had the Vulpix's cheeks tinging pink. He was just glad that this Ralts was rumored to be blind.
"I am kind of different. I will try my tails." Said the Vulpix. This had the Ralts blinking. What would that do?
"I got it now." said the fox a few minutes later.
"Fine," said Ralts.
"Push and pull on my lead."
The Vulpix nodded, then remembered that Ralts wouldn't see him.
"Right," he said. The two grasped their parts of the limb tightly and prepared to reset the arm.
"Now," said Ralts. He pushed with all his might, feeling the pull from the fox. A loud clicking sound was heard before the Vulpix sighed.
"It looks fine now." he said. The boy was breathing even easier now. It merely looked as if he were asleep. Ralts slumped to the ground for a moment, letting his strength return to him.
He examined the boy, finding no injuries now.
"Thank you,"he said after a moment.
"It was my pleasure sir,"
"Don't call me that." Snapped the Ralts. He immediately looked apologetically at the fox-boy.
"I …" said Vulpix.
"I am sorry. I just hate being called anything but Ralts or my own name." said Ralts.
"What is your name so I can tell the others?" asked the Vulpix.
"I will only tell you if you promise not to give me all the credit." Said the psychic type.
"I promise." Said the fire type.
"My name is Kilak." Said the Ralts.
"That's a nice name. A great name for a hero." Said the fox.
"I am way past hero." Said Kilak.
"What do you mean?"
"Some would call me an anti-hero, if anything." Said the Ralts.
"Anti- what?"
"The Mightyena don't like me much. So in their eyes I am the villain. I don't want the glory anyway."
"So … I can tell them then?"
"yes. Just make sure to mention 'him' as well." Said Kilak, gesturing toward the unconscious boy.
"Alright Kilak." Said the Vulpix as he picked up his berries and left.
Young ones …
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The Ralts stayed up all night watching over the boy. He kept up a Reflect, to keep them safe from harm. It wouldn't completely safeguard them, but it would make their chances of safety greater. That would at least help somewhat.
Near sunrise he couldn't hold it anymore. With a grunt he let the 'shield' fall. The boy would be waking soon hopefully, so it wouldn't be needed. He was just about to get his wish ...
The boy stretched and stood on his feet. He startled slightly when he felt something move near his feet.
"What was that for?" someone asked.
Blinking he knelt to the ground.
"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" he asked.
"No. I'm Kilak by the way. What you did for that Vulpix is something to be rivaled by few in this area."
"Why?" asked the boy.
"Most don't stand up to the mightyena. They rather like living."
"living?" the boy asked.
That was something that meant something to him. Why?
"What's your name?" asked kilak.
"Why do you want to know?" the boy asked, wary for some reason.
"I would like to help you. You're obviously not from around here." Replied the pokemon.
"What pokemon are you anyway?" asked the boy.
"I'm a Ralts. Are you going to answer my question?"
"I might as well." The boy said with a sigh.
"… Kaji …"
"Kaji? Fire? Interesting …" said the Ralts. The boy, now known as Kaji, shrugged and didn't ask.
"So … what are you going to do?" asked Kilak.
Do? What am I going to do?
"Where am I anyway?" Kaji asked after thinking for a few minutes.
"Johto."
"Johto?"
"New Bark Town, Johto."
"Doesn't ring a bell." Said Kaji.
"Where are you from again?" asked Kilak.
" … I don't know …" replied the boy.
It was silent for a moment as the two thought.
"Why don't you become a pokemon trainer? It will give you an excuse to travel Johto. You might be able to find out more on who you are."
"I suppose that will be fine. What am I to do as a trainer anyway?" asked Kaji. Ralts calmly explained the basics of the pokemon trainer to the boy. When he was finished he hopped onto the boy's shoulder. Kaji tensed for a moment, but allowed the action.
"You can ride there if you like. I am assuming you wish to accompany me?"
"yes. Besides … I know a lot about Johto. If you get stuck or confused I can help."
"That would be great. What do I do to get myself registered for this 'pokemon league?'"
"You will need to go to the pokemon lab. The professor there can help you with that. It would be nice if I could do that myself but, no." Kilak told him. Nodding Kaji started walking.
With Kilak's directions he made it to the lab. He opened the door and was assaulted by sound.
"CLOSE THE DOOR!" a man shouted. Not wanting to cause any more trouble than necessary Kaji obeyed. A loud 'thud' could be heard as the 'creature' and his pokemon friend entered the room.
"Cyndaquil! Drop that poke ball!" the man said. The 'Cyndaquil' fell to the ground and was still. He fell onto the poke ball and it opened. In a flash of red light a pokemon began to form.
"Fuck!" the man exclaimed.
Kilak and Kaji heard light footsteps before an arm wrapped around Kaji's waist and a head was on his left shoulder.
"What?" the boy asked, Kilak falling to the ground. The little Ralts growled at the other pokemon.
"I have chosen." Said the pokemon.
"What are you on about Blaziken?" Gary asked. Could he really not understand the pokemon? It was loud and clear to Kaji's ears. The question was … What did 'chosen' mean …
"I have chosen human." The pokemon, Blaziken said. Now his voice was much louder.
"What? You haven't even known him for five minutes." asked the man in bewilderment.
"Did my old master not tell you of my good judgement?" asked the pokemon. The man sighed, and picked up the fallen poke ball.
He attempted to put Blaziken back inside it but the beam was stopped by Kilak. The Ralts was growling up at the human, looking livid.
"Leave him alone." Said Ralts. The man surely heard him because he gulped audibly. There was a chuckle before the Blaziken left Kaji. Having the pokemon so close made him feel … strange …
"Why are you here anyway?" the man managed to ask finally. He had been staring at the Blaziken for a while and couldn't figur out why it looked so strangely. It had black, red, and orange coloring. Black replaced the white, while dark red and dark orange were where their lighter colors should be.
"Why is your coloring so off?" asked the man.
"I don't know that myself. I was born like this." Said the Blaziken. He glared at the human and then flicked his onyx eyes to the other human-like creature in the room. He knew the boy wasn't human, but couldn't tell what he was.
"I would like to become a pokemon trainer." The boy said.
"I don't see why not. What's your name?" asked the man.
"Tell me yours first."
"It's Gary Oak, I'm the pokemon professor here."
"Kaji."
Kaji? No last name?
"Kaji? I need a last name too."
"Why is that necessary? Besides, I don't know." Said Kaji. Blaziken walked over to him and let an arm circle around his waist again. The boy unconsciously shifted into the grip.
"It's the new league rules. If you don't give me some kind of last name I cannot register you as a trainer."
"I can't … I really don't know …" said Kaji.
Never thought this would be a problem …
"I think I can help with that." Said Ralts. He glared at Blaziken, causing the other pokemon to move to Kaji's right side. Kaji knelt down, holding out his left arm for Kilak. The Ralts jumped onto the arm and climbed to the boy's shoulder. He pulled on Kaji's black sleeve, rustling the cotton-like fabric a bit. This caused Kaji to become interested in it himself.
The sleeve was jagged and looked like it had been cut poorly. It worked somehow though, and it was the same on his right sleeve as well. Kilak pulled the sleeve toward Kaji's shoulder, revealing some words. Blaziken was curious now, coming over to examine the letters.
"I cannot read them. I can only read and speak Japanese. I think this is English."
"I can't read English either. Kaji?"
"No." said the boy.
Gary sighed and came over.
"Let me look at it. Unlike the rest of you I had to learn English for this job." He said. Both pokemon growled but Kaji spoke up,
"stand down. He needs to know."
Both pokemon growled again but backed off. Kilak moved to the back of Kaji's head and Blaziken moved to his right side again.
After reading the words Gary immediately spoke them aloud.
"Dark Fire?"
"What?" asked all three of the other occupants in the lab.
"Sorry … Kuro Kaji."
"Alright … Why is it written in a language I cannot read?" Kaji asked, voicing the question the others there wanted the answer to.
"Who knows. Now for your pokemon ... I can safely say that Ralts is your friend and you want a starter pokemon right?" asked Gary.
Kaji nodded.
"Go over to that Cyndaquil and see if you feel any connection to it."
Kaji did as told and knelt down near the Cyndaquil. He reached out and touched it, drawing back at once. A feeling of cold dread filled him for a moment, before his eyes blazed.
"Not that one," he said.
Gary was confused but threw the Tododile's poke ball toward the boy. He caught it with ease and threw it into the air.
"Tododile!" the pokemon said before jumping on the ground. It froze when it spotted Kaji. A Water Gun was aimed and fired at him before anyone could do anything. Kaji wasn't about to let some water hurt him though …
He closed his eyes and shot sparks at the water type. It was enough electricity to knock out Tododile.
"Violent are we? I guess we can try the other one then." Said Gary. The presence of Blaziken suddenly vanished from Kaji once more.
"That was annoying, here!" he said, throwing the poke ball containing the final starter to Kaji.
He just returned Blaziken to a poke ball? Why? What is so special about him?
Kaji tossed the ball into the air, releasing the last pokemon.
"Chika!"
The pokemon looked around before his eyes narrowed on the weird thing on two legs. He shot leaves toward the thing, hoping it would fall over. He didn't like the look on its face. It was weird and kind of scary.
Before the sharp leaves could touch Kaji a blue glow surrounded them. Kilak growled and sent the leaves back at the Chikorita. The grass pokemon couldn't dodge, resulting in him fainting. Gary returned the grass type with a heavy sigh.
"I guess I can't help you." He said.
"Yes you can." Replied Kaji as he started walking toward the other man. Gary's eyes widened as he stepped back.
"I … what?" was all he could think to say.
"You can help me …" Kaji repeated as his voice became more seductive. It seemed as if the boy didn't know it was happening because he froze a minute later. He shook his head and pulled on the poke ball containing Blaziken, where it rested in Gary's pocket.
The man tried to push away Kaji but it didn't work. He finally sent out his Umbreon and ordered,
"Psychic,"
The attac left Kaji a bit dizzy but he glared at the man. He stepped back nonetheless, wwhich was what Gary wanted. He returned the dark type and prepared an answer.
"I can't give you that one." Said Gary.
"And why not? What is so 'special' about that Blaziken?" asked Kaji.
"It … he's … I shouldn't tell you."
"This is stupid." Said Kaji as he leaned against the nearest wall.
The poke ball started to heat up in Gary's pocket. He reached in and grasped it with one hand. Drawing it out he stared at it. A red glow surrounded it and he screamed. He dropped the poke ball, rubbing at a part of his hand which had started to turn black.
"It burned me. What the fuck?" he asked.
Kaji picked up the poke ball from the floor and pushed the button. Blaziken was released, glaring angrily at Gary.
"Did I not tell you that I had chosen human?"
"Yes … your master would want you to do a better assessment though …" Gary said. The glare intensified and Blaziken's hands began to heat up.
"I know what I am talking about human." He growled.
He walked over to where Kaji was standing against the wall and pulled him close. He brushed a stray lock of hair from the boy's face, uncovering a pointed ear. He marveled at it for a moment before turning angry onyx orbs on the only human in the room.
"Did you kno of this?" the fire type hissed, dragging Kaji over to Gary. He pushed Kaji's hair back revealing both pointed ears.
Gary gaped for a moment and then closed his mouth.
"No."
"he has been …" started Blaziken.
"Let it go. He will probably find out anyway. What is your name Blaziken?" the elf asked.
"Inferno Blade. Call me Blade Kaji."
"Alright," the elf said as he leaned against Blade's neck. The fire type sighed and wrapped both arms around the boy, drawing him into his side.
"… I guess … Your starter shall be Blaziken." Said Gary.
"That's Inferno Blade to you human." Snapped Blaziken.
"What do yu have against humans?" asked Kaji.
"Don't, this is not the time." Said Kilak. The elf and the fire type glared at him but nodded.
"That is fine with me." Kaji said, twining his fingers with Blade's. A ghost of a smile crossed the pokemon's face before his face was blank.
It was like it had always been now. The old him was back. The one which desired to protect … but also something else now … What was it about this elf-boy? Why did he want so much more than to protect him?
"I will need to do a blood test too." Said Gary, as he typed on his computer.
"For what?" asked Kaji, pulling away from Blade.
{… pain … blood … shattering glass ...}
No!
"It is another gym regulation. Changelings can't become trainers." Explained Gary.
"Changelings? What are they exactly?" asked Kaji. Both pokemon stared at him. All pokemon knew what Changelings were. Most elves should know as well considering they were pretty much the same …
"A Changeling is a human who can turn into a pokemon. This is not to be confused with pokemorphs, which are humans who have pokemon traits and cannot change their forms."
"Why is a Changeling any different than a Pokemorph? If they both have pokemon traits and abilities …" asked Kaji.
"I don't make the ruels. I just have to follow them. If you don't like it, you can talk to the league when you have earned the eight badges to go there." Gary said.
"Fine, but only if Blade performs the test. I don't trust you." Said Kaji. He was beginning to wonder about the whole 'Kilak and Blade hating humans' thing.
Gary held a needle and a bottle out to Blaziken. Kaji gestured to his right arm, having a feeling that taking blood from the left would make the test inaccurate. Getting the message, Blaziken gently slid the needle into Kaji's right arm.
"This is fine correct?" he asked, holding up the bottle, which had a few drops of blood in it. Gary nodded and Blade pulled the needle out.
The Human and the pokemon watched in awe as the wound closed up automatically, leaving behind only a faint scar. Kilak shifted from Kaji's left shoulder and slid to his other shoulder. He examined the right arm, noting the new scar.
"You are fine Kaji. I find it strange that you heal so quickly. Is that something you don't know?" asked Ralts.
"Yes," said Kaji. Kilak patted his arm and then returned to his perch on the left shoulder.
Gary slipped the drops of blood into a machine and waited. After some clicking and squeaking noises the results were displayed on the screen. He read them aloud:
"Species: Dark Elf
Abilities: shadow manipulation, telepathy, telekinesis, resistance to heat, ability to cast spells
Hybrid status: yes type 2
Elements/pokemon: ten electric pokemon and ten steel type pokemon, electric and steel type …"
"Abilities through hybrid type 2: static, pure power, synchronize, resistant to steel and electric type moves
Other abilities: enhanced/instant healing, overly heightened senses, mirror claws …"
"That would explain …" Kaji said as he allowed his hands to change into silver, metallic, claws. The human and the fire type stared at him questioningly. Kilak slid down to Kaji's hand to figure out what was going on. He smirked when he found the same claws that must have damaged the Mightyena so badly.
"What?" asked Gary. Blade was curious too, but didn't show it externally.
"Let's just say that there is a certain pokemon that won't be fighting me for quite some time." Said Kaji. He and Kilak shared a chuckle before sobering.
"Which pokemon?" asked Gary.
"I fought and saved a Vulpix from a Mightyena." Said the elf.
"You aren't allowed-"
Two growls stopped the human from finishing his sentence.
"He has just as much right as we do to intervene in such a matter human."
Surprisingly this statement came from Kilak, and he was pretty pissed at the idea of the human telling his friend that he was unworthy.
Elves were more than worthy of such. They were one with nature, which made them part of the wild pokemon ecosystem. They had once been a part of it; living in harmony with the pokemon and there was peace between the types. But that was before the humans intervened and …
The metallic claws vanished as Gary entered the new information into his computer.
"That's it then," he said. He jumped when a 'chime!' came from his computer.
"What's this?" he asked as he typed for a minute. Then he said,
"Ms. Pokemon found something. Could I asked you three to retrieve it for me?"
"I guess … I don't have anything better to do. The journey can be put on hold for a little while." Said Kaji. The other two nodded in agreement. This couldn't be that bad …
Gary quickly typed a reply to the e-mail and stood up.
"here is your pokedex. It will have information on pokemon from all five regions. You can also scan pokemon to find out what moves they know." Said Gary as he handed over a flat device that was shaped like a gameboy and a chip.
"That chip contains your trainer data and league data. Every time you get a gym badge your status will be updated. I'll insert the chip for you …" he said as he inserted the chip. Kaji put the device in the pocket of his jeans and stared steadily at the professor.
"I think you might need a pokegear as well. You don't have one already do you?" asked Gary.
"No, I don't even know what that is." Said the elf.
"A Pokegear is like a phone. It can also be used for other things too. There is a map, radio, and a few other features. I shall get the last one I have." The professor said as he left the room.
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Blade slid both arms around Kaji's waist when the human left the room. The elf leaned against him, making the pokemon sigh contentedly. Then his hands began to wander. At first the elf didn't notice, being too distracted by the warm body he was pressed against. Then he growled as Blade's hands tangled in his knee length black hair.
The pokemon gently brought their lips together. An action which Kaji quickly turned rougher. He pushed the pokemon against the wall and allowed his body to crush the pokemon's. Blade was surprised by this, but let the elf lead for now. It was better to let the boy figure out the boundaries than for him to scare the elf away.
Kaji pulled away for air, pulling Blade's head against his neck.
"I think I could get used to this," the elf said in a low, slightly seductive voice. This made the pokemon shiver, as his cock began to slide out of its confines. He switched their positions, keeping the elf pressed against the wall now.
"Do you know what you do to me Kuro?" he asked, running his tongue along Kaji's neck. The action elicited no response from the boy.
"You alright?" asked Kilak as he jumped off Kaji's shoulder. How and why he had stayed where he was, was a mystery to the other two.
"yeah … I can't feel that …" Kaji said as he grabbed Blade's head to stop him.
"Use your teeth or suck my neck, otherwise don't do anything at all." He said. His Amber eyes darkened as he said that. The tone of voice was unfamiliar even to his mind, being more authoritative and demanding than any he had used yet.
This made Blade even harder. He Buried his face in Kaji's neck, rubbing his nearly full-length erection against the elf's leg. Kaji growled and Blade sunk his teeth into the boy's neck. Arms wound around the pokemon, crushing him in a tight embrace. Blade began to grind his erection against Kaji's leg, and the elf stiffened. Then he grasped Blade's ass and squeezed it.
The pokemon growled, shifting so that their erections could press together. Kilak cleared his throat.
"The human is at the end of the hall. I think there is a better place to continue this anyway."
Blade extracted his fangs from the elf and said,
"Why? You aroused too? Is this something you want to listen to again Kilak?"
The Ralts shook his head a slight blush tinting his cheeks.
"It does, doesn't it?"
"Yes." Said Kilak. He was smaller, but Blade could just see the beginnings of an erection. The Blaziken smirked and rubbed Kaji through his jeans. The boy wanted to moan but passed it off as a gasp.
"We can finish this later." Blade said as he willed his erection away. It was hard, but it was something his master had taught him to do, many years ago.
"here we are," said gary as he came back into the room. He handed Kaji a small device in a case that was shaped like an mp3 player.
"Strap it to your waist or your wrist. The wrist will probably be better." Gary said. The elf slid the strap around his right wrist and grinned at Gary.
"So how long should it take to get there?" he asked.
"Cherry Grove … hmmm … About two hours or so. I would train on the way if I were you. You never know what kind of trainers you'll find." The professor said.
"I'll keep that in mind." Kaji said, taking Blade's hand.
He led the pokemon to the door stopping to retrieve Kilak on the way.
"Kaji,"
"yes?" the elf asked the professor.
"I put my phone number and Ms. Pokemon's in the pokegear. Call either of us if you get lost."
"I think I can handle this one." Said Kilak. Gary raised an eyebrow. Though he didn't see it Kilak knew Gary wanted an answer.
"I know New Bark, Cherry Grove, and Violet City pretty well. The local wild pokemon there have counted on me for numerous things."
"Alright, just bring whatever she has back with you. I'll give yu a few things when you get back." Said Gary.
"Alright then," said Kaji as he dragged Blade out of the building. The pokemon's eyes widened for a moment before a smirk emerged onto his face.
Kaji let him go once they were outside. He slammed the pokemon against a tree and proceeded to thoroughly ravish his mouth. Blade joined in, making it more pleasurable for both of them. Kaji knew what he was doing, but he was a bit too rough at times. Blade knew how to satisfy that kind of craving and also make things feel better. It would make for an interesting mix …
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A/N:
Before anyone asks …
Blade and Kilak know human speech. They can talk with telepathy, but prefer not to most of the time. They only like doing that with Kaji, and that's only in their heads.
Also, unless specified, the dialogue is meant to be in Japanese. The characters are Japanese so it works. Unless I say otherwise of course.
Yes this is a male pokemon/male non-human story. If that's not what you like I suggest you leave now. It'll only get worse for you if you don't.
Next chapter …
Kaji meets the son of Silver, Thorn, who has a vendetta against his own father. He also will meet a few other characters as well. There will be a warning in the next chapter that you might want to read. The next chapter is probably going to start being hard core slash.
R and R please