So... It's only been a few days since I last posted a new chapter (Like... two days?)... I dunno, I've been having problems sleeping so I made a new chapter (Yeppee~). It's kinda short but... yeah~

Disclaimers: I do not, nor have I ever, owned Pokemon. I only own my own OC(s) that appear in this story.

She ignored the annoyingly cheerful chime of the automatic doors swooshing open and the couple that followed her to the front desk. It's only been a day and she was losing patient in this world.

"Hello!" Nurse Joy, or who appeared to be Nurse Joy, chirped cheerfully. "Welcome to the Pokémon center, how can I help you?"

With annoyance Rin looked down at her Pokémon; on the way here he had taken to clinging to her blazer and his complexion went from oh-he's-kinda-pale to when-was-the-last-time-he-was-out-in-the-sun?

"Uh, yeah…" She trailed off, tossing Ketsui up a little to get a better grip on him. "I need you to… uh… heal him?"

"Oh! Absolutely! But he needs to be in his Pokéball." For some reason Rin had this overwhelming urge to smack the nurse.

Of course she was nice and didn't do it.

Instead she adjusted her partner so she could reach for his Pokéball and gently tapped it against his arm. The white glow blinded her for a moment before she felt his weight disappear from her arms and she was left with a Pokéball and a painful tug at her heart.

Now all that was left was waiting.

...

"So… is he your only Pokémon?" The annoyingly beautiful Ninetales asked.

They were currently sitting in the waiting area. She had commandeered a whole loveseat for herself, tucking her legs half under her body and using the other half to set her backpack on; her unwanted companions sat on the loveseat's twin on the other side of the glass coffee table. Iwaru sat directly in front of her, her own legs resting- one ankle over the other- on the coffee table with Gin leaning against her, one of his arms tossed over the back of the seat while his tails rested on his other side.

"He's my partner," She corrects, never looking up from the outdated magazine that sat open on her lap. "But, yes, he is."

"Wow, you really are new," That sounded more like an insult than a comment and Rin felt like punching him in the face.

It was only her first day and she hated just about everyone.

"I have two," Iwaru suddenly spoke up, tilting her head slightly as if she just realized what was going on around her. "So I am fairly new myself."

Welp, isn't that peachy? Inwardly she scowled, just her luck to meet a trainer, a NEW trainer, that had a kick ass Pokémon. Was God TRYING to make her life anymore bizarre?

What if this is a dream?

Then I'm more fucked up than I thought.

Rin contemplated about speaking further, maybe if they hadn't of met with Gin trying to burn Ketsui's head off- maybe they could have been great friends. Well, not Gin, he didn't have to harm her partner for her to instantly dislike him.

Sexual tension! Her inner voice sang and she openly frowned. Was that even allowed in this world? Back home she had heard cases where people had had sex with their pets and she HAD come across several fanfics of trainers 'getting it on' with their Pokémon, gijinka or not. But was it okay in THIS world?

She had recalled in one gijinka story that she had heard about that, in order to 'bond' with your Pokémon, you'd literally had to have sex with them.

Her frown deepend, she couldn't see herself banging Ketsui. For fuck's sake he looked like a nine year old! And because she had a fucked up mind only one thought captured her attention.

Am I even a virgin in this world?

...

When Nurse Joy came out of the back carrying Ketsui's Pokéball Rin sat up, anxiety running through her body. It was so much simpler when you played the video game and your Pokémon were healed at the end of the song. Here it took two hours for her Ketsui to be fully healed and returned to her.

"Here's your Pokémon, miss!" The nurse chirped happily, her hands holding out the sphere gently; to which Rin snatched it away from her and released her beloved partner.

The fire boy materializes where her legs were, his arms rising above his head as he yawns.

"Welcome back," She sighs, reaching over to touch the tips of her fingers against his jacket before relaxing. "You feel better?"

Although she was happy that she had him back she seriously liked the game better. Less anxiety.

"Mhm," He yawns again before noticing Iwaru and Gin. "What are they doing here?"

Before she could answer him Gin speaks up.

"Iwaru-Hime wants to travel with you," And under his breath, "Although I don't know why…"

Asshole.

"They are very interesting," Iwaru speaks up, tilting her head slightly. "I wish to befriend them."

Rin sighs, shrugging slightly when Ketsui gave her a confused look. "It doesn't really matter," She assures him, climbing off the couch to stretch herself. "They'll get bored and leave us alone soon enough."

Well… she HOPES they do.

...

"They're still following us, Ane." Ketsui peaks up at his trainer, noticing that she looked close to killing someone.

"I know," She grounds out.

For the past half hour they had the beautiful couple following them; cheering them on when they had a Pokébattle- well, Gin giving snarky comments and Iwaru watching silently.

It was annoying as FUCK, in Rin's opinion.

And if things couldn't get worse she wasn't able to dodge the rock that came flying at her from out of nowhere.

"The fuck?" She snaps; the rock, a nice chunk that was able to fit comfortably in the palm of her hand, had smacked her in the right shoulder hard enough for her to stumble back two feet.

"Fufufufu!" Laughter- surprisingly not Gin's- caught her attention and she finds herself looking at a young boy sitting on a large bolder.

He had white-ish blond hair that spiked up around him like a lion's mane; his human-like ears were big and reminded her of a monkey and he had this annoying smirk on his face that made Rin want to punch him. Hard. In the throat.

He was sitting cross legged, his hands gripping his ankles as he laughed at her, his tail twitching with amusement. Overall his outfit, from what she could see, was a short pant- short sleeved jumper that matched his hair and tan sandals that matched the tip of his Mankey tail.

"Fufufufu! You suck as a trainer if you can't even dodge a simple rock!" His voice sounded a little rough around the edge but overall it was mischievous and full of arrogance. Why the hell did she attract these types of idots?

"Come over here and say that to my face, you punk!" She insults back, throwing the rock at him halfheartedly. Even if she wanted to punch him in the throat she wouldn't throw the rock to hit him; that fucking hurt more than her period.

"Fufufu," Jumping down from his perch she blinks when she realizes that, upon closer inspection, he looked like a baby-faced fifteen year old and, annoyingly, looked like he was a few inches taller than herself. "If you want to prove yourself why don't we battle?"

"And if you win?" She asked suspiciously, crossing her arms under her chest.

"You admit you suck and give me food," He said offhandedly, mimicking her and crossing his arms over his chest.

"And if we win?" She shifted her weight to her left leg, her right hand perching on her hip.

"You can catch me," He gave her a wicked grin, shifting his weight onto his right leg and placing his left hand on his hip.

Is he seriously mimicking our body language? Now's not the time for this.

"Why would I want to catch you?" Rin's annoyance- for she had noticed him mimicking her thanks to her stupid inner voice- disappeared into confusion. She had already decided she wouldn't catch Pokémon on her quest to find her way home.

Why would she want to force someone into slavery?

Of course the boy before her didn't know that and before he could hide it she watched a mix of pain and anger cross his face.

"I'm strong!" He yelled at her, "Nobody has been able to catch me! I'll only go with someone stronger than me!"

Frowning slightly she looked down at Ketsui before tilting her head slightly. "You wanna battle him?"

He nods slowly, muffling a yawn behind his fist before stepping out in front of her.

"Well then," She called out, sliding her hands in her blazer pockets. "Looks like we'll be battling you, you punk."

"Fufufu, bring it on."

So... yeah, it's short but that's only because I want to continue the battle in the next chapter.

What do you think of this Mankey? I personally like him (Especially his unique laughter xD)

Until next time (At this rate it'll be in... at most... a week _ ) later~