Sorry about the wait. I haven't had much of a chance to get this typed on the computer; especially with another thing I'm working on. There is what you could consider good and bad news.
Bad news: This fanfiction is half over.
Good news: I plan on adding more to the chapters sometime to make it longer.
Future chapters won't be this long and the updates won't be that often because of my other writing projects; especially the special one.
If you see any mistakes I'd like to know since I was distracted while typing this.
Sunlight filtering through the patches in the leaves above woke Lance the next morning. Judging by the shadows that were cast from the light it was around midday. Yellow was still sleeping, her hat covering her face. Her Pikachu was sleeping on her stomach.
Below the Pokemon that had been around the night before were gone and the fire had gone out long before.
It was too quiet… Not real silence, as many Pokemon were active, but the lack of hearing the Pokemons' thoughts and his own Pokemons'. They were usually awoke hours before he was and would often compete to see which got to wake him up; for whatever reason they did this he wasn't sure. And he had been grateful when that didn't happen….
He lifted himself off the branch and underestimated the fall. Pain jolted up his leg. He half held back the cry of pain.
Yellow rolled onto her side, slowly waking up. Her Pikachu was already awake and pulled her tail out from under Yellow's weight, pulling too hard and fell backwards out of the hammock, landing on Lance's head. Yellow stared down at them, blinking sleepily. "Hey…." She frowned. "Chuchu, what are you doing down there?"
"She fell and I caught her." Lance said. "Now get up. We have to leave."
Yellow yawned, blinked a few more times, yawned again and fell back asleep. Lance sighed, taking Chuchu off his head. "Is she always like this?" The small Pokemon nodded. "We have to leave. Can you wake her up?"
Chuchu nodded again and darted up the tree. She touched Yellow, using a light Thunder Shock. Yellow jumped and sat up, her hair sticking out in all directions. "I'm up." She sent out her Butterfree and the Pokemon carried her to the ground. "Hello." She smiled cheerfully.
"We're leaving now." He turned.
"Shouldn't we eat first?"
"We can on the way."
Yellow caught up to him, carrying her bags. Chuchu jumped from Yellow's shoulder to Lance's, offering a small bag filled with dried fruit, pieces of chocolate, and nuts. Yellow had her own bag and was happily munching the contents. Lance slowly ate his, saving the chocolate for last. When the bags were empty Yellow put them into another small bag. "How much further do you think we have to go?"
"I'm not sure. You'll have to ask the Pokemon that." He stopped and frowned. "Do you hear that? Two Pokemon are fighting."
"No…"
A bolt of electricity shot into the sky, followed by an irritated growl. Yellow ran on ahead. Chuchu tried to jump on her shoulder as she passed, missed, and fell to the ground, sprawled out with her tail sticking straight up. Lance sighed, annoyed by Yellow's actions and took three quicker steps forward before more pain spiked through his leg. He'd just have to ignore it for now.
It wasn't too difficult to find Yellow. Where ever the fight was she'd be, and with how the fight had increased in volume enough for half the Forest to hear what was going on….
A pink dinosaur-like Pokemon with large ears and covered in spikes ran at a blue and black lion cub-like Pokemon. Shinx ran out of the way of Nidorino's attack and swung its tail, using a Swift attack into the tree branches, causing several apples to fall and hit Nidorino in the head; one of them getting stuck on its horn. Nidorino glared at the small Electric-type and charged at it. Shinx ran ahead, stopping in front of a tree. It leaped into the air when Nidorino ran towards it with a Take Down. The Poison-type hit the tree hard enough to cause it to almost fall over. Shinx crawled into a nearby bush, poking its head out a little to see what was going on. Nidorino shook its head and glowered in all directions- except behind it. Several large bee-like Pokemon with drill-like hands almost half the length of their bodies flew down from the surrounding trees. Nidorino slowly backed away before fleeing. Once the Poison-types were gone Shinx came out of its hiding spot and trotted over to one of the apples, picking it up with its mouth.
Yellow walked up to it and held out a hand. "Do you want to come with us?"
Shinx stared at her with a bored expression and set a paw in her hand, giving her a quick, light jolt from a Spark attack. Yellow jumped, screaming a little. Shinx turned and began to leave until it got hit by Chuchu's Thunder Shock. It quickly turned around, growling at the Pokemon. It ran forward, static covering its body multiple times before it bit Chuchu's tail, letting off a powerful Spark.
"Chuchu!"
"You don't have to worry about it. Like most Electric-types Pikachu are able to absorb electricity with their tails and add the energy to their own." Shinx's attack got weaker before stopping completely, causing the Pokemon's eyes to widen. Chuchu zapped it back, nearly knocking it out. Shinx tried to use Spark again, getting no results. "It used Charge too often within a short period of time. It's going to take a while before its electricity builds back up." Shinx glared at him and ran towards him. He picked it up. "Stop it." Shinx let out a growl that sounded similar to a "No!" and tried biting his hand.
Chuchu hopped up and stuck another apple in its mouth, making it stop. Yellow took a few steps forward, holding out her hand. Shinx glared at her and whipped its tail, one of the four points cutting the back of her hand. Yellow backed away, holding her other hand over the injury. Chuchu glared at Shinx, screeching at it. Annoyed, Lance got a Pokeball and tapped it on Shinx's head, capturing it. He gave the Pokeball to Chuchu. "After he calms down release him in one of the deeper parts of the Forest." Chuchu nodded and looked at Yellow worriedly.
"Do what you can to clean it. I'll be right back." Lance walked away and didn't return for a little while, a blue flower petal in his hand, handling it carefully. He pressed it on the injury and wrapped a bandage that Yellow offered to him around it. "That will clear any infection and make it heal quicker."
Yellow noticed Lance's shallow breathing. "It affects you that much?"
Lance nodded. "I can't stay conscious for very long around the flower. It might affect you differently with the sedating effects."
"Sometimes I get them if I can't fall asleep at night. The scent is very relaxing." She smiled.
"We've spent too much time here. Let's go." He walked away again.
It took Yellow a moment to catch up with him. "Chuchu says it's going to rain and it's going to be bad."
"It'll be fine. The trees will give us cover."
"Wouldn't it be a good idea to collect firewood now and find a shelter?"
Lance sighed. Unless he agreed Yellow wouldn't stop annoying him. "Fine."
It took over two hours to find a cave suitable for a shelter and another few to find more firewood. The storm couldn't be that bad, not this time of year. The sky slowly grew darker, and as it did the Forest grew quieter. Thunder rolled in the distance.
"See?" Yellow said.
"…" Lance stayed still, his attention on how the air felt. "It's going to start soon." He picked up the large pile of wood he collected and followed Yellow back.
The downpour started just as they got to the cave. Yellow hurried in, pausing just before the slight drop between the ground outside and the floor of the cave. Lance did the same, his foot twisting awkwardly. He hissed in pain, resisting the urge to show any physical sign of the injury. He forced himself to remain expressionless and not limp, making no eye contact with Yellow.
"Why didn't you say anything?!" She rummaged through the pile of wood, finding several short, sturdy sticks. "Take off the boot."
"It's not broken."
"Take. It. Off." Her expression matched that of the only other person Lance knew that could make it: His cousin Clair, the Blackthorn City Gymleader. He did as he was told.
He watched in silence as Yellow used the sticks and a roll of bandages to create a splint that, although it reduced mobility considerably, the discomfort was relieved by quite a bit.
Yellow sat back. "How does that feel?"
Lance frowned. Why was that girl talking like that?
"I haven't done a splint on another human before. I've done it for Pokemon. Big ones, small ones… And casts. Sometimes for wild Pikachu I've had to make little crutches for them. They're all happy after that. For humans I've done slings. Breaking your arm hurts. Has that ever happened to you before? It's happened to me a few times. It's okay, though; the Pokemon didn't really mean it."
"Are you okay?"
"Of course I am!" She smiled widely. Her eyes widened as a lightning bolt lit up the sky bright enough to illuminate the cave. "Wow that was a big one!" She ran to the cave entrance.
What the heck was wrong with her? While Yellow was entertained by the lightning Lance set up and lit a campfire. He glanced at Chuchu, who was still holding the Pokeball that held Shinx. "He's still irritated?"
Chuchu nodded. Lance stared at the Pokemon a moment and once again had to remind himself he couldn't sense her thoughts. He looked back outside. By how dark it was despite the weather it had to be past dusk.
Yellow gasped. "Wow, Lance, you're right! The thoughts of so many Pokemon is AMAZING!"
"What?" Lance stared at her.
"Hmm?" Yellow blinked sleepily and yawned.
Lance got up and gently shook her. "What did you say?"
Yellow stared up at him. "So… sleepy… good night." Her chin rested on her chest as she went limp.
Lance shook her again. "Yellow, don't fall asleep. Yellow? Yellow. YELLOW!"