Mewtwo looked down the hallway at Mew, who was now gliding down the hallway, and felt a bitter coldness. Why couldn't he be as flawless as his predecessor, as seamless, as unclouded by hate? He sighed and continued down the hallway. He hated the stripes that ran down the halls, the colors red and white. "The exact colors of a fucking Pokeball..." murmured Mewtwo grimly. It was hideously ironic to him, one of the only Pokemon that remembered those horrible instruments of capture, never release... Mewtwo involuntarily shuddered. Once, in the height of his foolishness, he used hundreds of them, greedily trying to disrupt the natural strength of Pokemon. The human, Ash, was able to knock some sense into him, and he felt it necessary to learn compassion with his Mew companion. He made another mistake, he never knew he would fall in love with the small Pokemon. Mew grew old and died, even when Mewtwo was still so young. His heart had hardened again. In time, he began to hate the weak mortality of the small Mew, and then, all over again, it eventually twisted into hate for the species. He didn't want to hate anymore, though, but it was too hard for him to let go of a multi-century old grudge.
"Kadabra! Pay attention!" The teacher, Alakazam, shouted at the smaller prevolution of himself in a heavy Mongolian accent. Kadabra opened one eye and yawned. "What was that for? I was listening to the whole thing... I can read your mind anyway..." The spoons on Alakazam's desk folded over as an aura of rage emanated from Alakazam. He then calmed himself down and unbent the spoons on the desk, and calmly replied, "The point of school is to LEARN, not read one's mind!" Kadabra shrugged and said, "And what am I doing? I'm LEARNING how to be a better psychic. Now, if you'll excuse me..." He quickly fell back asleep, leaving Alakazam with no room left for objection. Mew hid his mouth under his little hands and giggled at Kadabra's fearless attitude. Mew then resumed his "notes", which consisted an absentminded drawing of the three legendary birds, their wings cradled around the planet. For an absentminded doodle, it was extraordinary to any onlookers. Mew heard a huffing behind him and turned around to see a Charmeleon with a fevered face. He was exhaling fire and sweating slightly, and the flame on his tail was slowly expanding. Mew asked him worriedly, "What's wrong?" Charmeleon huffed, "Oh, man, I think I'm gonna..." Mew looked concerned. "Here? Not now, everyone'll see!" Charmeleon cried, "Too late, I'm gonna...evolve!"
As soon as he exclaimed, his body glowed a bright blue. He roared and fire flew everywhere, and there was a terrible ripping sound as his clothes tore and made way for his larger body and a set of wings that expanded across the classroom, knocking some other classmates out of their desks. The evolution stopped, and a newly changed Charizard stood before them. Alakazam shouted out, "Charmeleon (well, Charizard now), what is the meaning of this?! You weren't due to evolve until next year at the least!"
"Sorry," Charizard apologized in a much deeper voice, "I honestly couldn't help it, it's like something made me evolve..." As soon as he said it, Mew remembered; the sunstone! Alakazam turned on the class and shouted angrily, "Did someone do this on purpose?! Answer me!" Kadabra woke up again and bluntly said, "Mew's got a sunstone." The class veered on Mew as one and glared at him angrily, and the newly evolved Charizard said lamely, "Can I go home?"
Meanwhile, in a different class, Mismagius smiled. Discord, he thought, I love it.
Mewtwo was hiding in the bathroom, trying to conceal the fact that he didn't eat. He only feeds on the energy of the world around him, such as the sun, a breeze, fighting, even the beating of a Butterfree's wings. The faculty and staff were beginning to get suspicious of him though, so he had to hide. Of course, he could eat if he wanted to, but only a small amount, since his digestive system is so unused. He was meditating in one of the stalls with the lid on the toilet down, when he felt a disturbance in the air. He awoke and peered through the wall to catch a glimpse of what was happening.
Outside, Mew was walking with a student, an Infernape who took quite kindly to him since he was still holding the sunstone. The Infernape was rubbing against Mew and snuggling against him, like she was in heat. Mew smiled awkwardly and asked her kindly, "Hey, do you mind giving me some space? No offense, but your fur is getting all over my clothes, and this is my favorite shirt..." Infernape growled and her tail flared. "Well, ex-CUSE me if my fur bothers you, I mean, your favorite shirt?! You're such a candy-ass!" Mew stopped and mumbled, "I didn't mean it that way..." Infernape scoffed, "You DAMN right! Lookit you, you don't even HAVE fur! What kind of cat are YOU?!" Tears welled up in Mew's eyes and he sniffed, "I'm sorry! Don't get angry at me-" Infernape raised her tail at Mew and waltzed away, shouting over her shoulder, "Little pushover bitch!" Mew ran into the bathroom next to him and began crying.
He threw open the stall door closest next to him and charged in it. He expected to sit on the toilet, but through his tear-streaked eyes, he didn't see Mewtwo sitting cross-legged on it. He bumped into Mewtwo's much broader chest, who looked down at him, confused at the sudden intrusion. Mew sniffed and mumbled, "Sorry," and faced the ground. Mewtwo stared at his smaller counterpart and felt the sadness emanating from his small body. Man, he sure does get sad easily, Mewtwo thought to himself. He hated sadness and pain, he felt enough of it from himself. He leaned down and scooped up the small frame, and held it close to him, swaying back and forth gently, before he even realized what he'd done. Mew opened his eyes in shock and looked at his holder, but all he could see was black. That's it, Mew thought suddenly. He remembered all the signs in his dream, and here he was, in the arms of his polar opposite! Mew wondered if it were another dream, if it was really happening... Mewtwo rather enjoyed the feeling of Mew's small, warm, cuddly body, and snuggled him closer. Mew felt the warm invite to come closer, so he snuggled deeper into the firm chest of his foretold and, he hoped, lover.
After a few seconds of silent connection, Mewtwo came to his senses and set the little Mew down. Mew looked up at Mewtwo, who blushed and mumbled, "U-umm, sorry... I just..." Mew smiled through his tears and sniffed, "No, it's okay... Uhh, sorry I knocked into you, I just-" Before both of them knew it, Mewtwo stooped down and caught up Mew's lips in a kiss. He then instantly pulled away, ashamed of his actions, and warped away, leaving Mew standing there, awestruck.
Mewtwo warped outside the school, underneath the tree, where he fell to his knees and collapsed into tears. "Dammit," he cursed to himself, "I've done it again!" He sat down in the grass under the shade of the tall oak tree and brought his knees close to his chest, sobbing heavily. He didn't mean to do it, to set himself up for another heartbreak... He knew it was just like before, even the same kind of goddamn Pokemon! Mewtwo sighed deeply and looked into the sun. Why did he have to feel? It was so unnecessary to feel emotions to him, they just kept getting in the way of everything he did... Without thinking, his blue bubble of psychic protection welled up around him.
As soon as he raised his shield, a voice came from behind him. "Hey, boy, you should be in class!" The Golem stopped when he saw the shield under the tree. "Uhh, hey, you okay?" He cautiously approached the tree, but stopped dead in his steps when Mewtwo turned his head and glared at him, tears falling down his cheeks. In a deep, psychic voice, he sent into the Golem's head, Nothing's wrong. Leave me alone and forget any of this happened. The Golem looked at him, confused, turned around, and walked off. Mewtwo cried a while longer, and, satisfied that he had emotionally drained himself, straightened himself into a proper sitting position, and decided to think it over.
Mew continued his way to the lunchroom, where his clique of friends were waiting for him to arrive, still thinking about what happened earlier. Had he really been kissed, by the school's biggest enigma, no less?! He sighed and cleared his head as he joined his friends for his homemade lunch. As usual, everyone was nice to him and shared their day and made their usual jokes, and he answered with false cheeriness as he contemplated the scenario once again...
Mewtwo stayed underneath the tree as he reviewed his mistake. Great, he thought bitterly, How am I gonna deal with this? He felt he had to break it to Mew that he didn't mean it, but then he remembered how upset he can get over anything. He sighed inwardly at the mess he got himself into. I guess I'm just gonna have to tell him the straight truth to him, he decided. At that, he got up and left for the school once again.