Ah... hi? Yes, yes; i know it's been a /long/ time since i lasted updated... SORRY! Ah... well it's actually been a lot going on. Lets see... My laptop broke (Still haven't gotten a new one yet, oh poo), i got into a car accident... got kinda promoted? (Dunno, been working 40-43 hours a week and where i work you only get that many hours if you're a manager or a shift leader and i'm neither)... But yeah! Been busy, but i actually read over this chapter and said to myself "Ellie, fuckin' finish this damned chapter for those poor souls that are kind enough to follow your stupid story!" so... i did... Hope you enjoy~

Disclaimers: I do not, nor have i ever, owned Pokemon. I only own, however, my OC(s)

"Oh, fuck!"

The two Pokémon glanced at each other before gazing at the female trainer. She was standing in the bathroom, staring down at the ruin locks that she had chopped off the night before.

"OH, FUCK!" Her fingers cling to her short hair and she jerks her head to the side. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Before either of the Pokémon could ask if she was okay she spins and points at them.

"Fuck, I fucked you!" Her eyes were wide and she was most definitely freaking out.

"Mhm," Sentaru muses, leaning against the door frame. "And you liked it"

"Shut up!" Rin cries out, groaning mournfully as she sinks down to sit on her heels. "Shut up, I'm going to hell! I fucking fucked two fucking kids… FUCK!"

"Oye," Ketsui draws out in a yawn; he and his new body were leaning against the other door frame, watching her with crossed arms and a slightly annoyed face. "It's perfectly natural for a trainer and their Pokémon to have sex. If they didn't they wouldn't be able to bond."

Looking over her shoulder she narrowed her eyes at her starter. During their "bonding" he had evolved, which- besides the fact that he GREW in her- was rather interesting. While he still had the mostly apathetic personality it was now bordered with actual- somewhat- emotion. His bright blue eyes seemed to glow more and his face wasn't as childish as it used to be. Same red hair, although styled more it still fell around his face in a child-like way, same slight-pout lips. He was definitely taller, though. Black jeans, crimson long-sleeved V-neck shirt. Black-wired necklace with a silver fire pendant hanging from it; the wire being only long enough for the pendant to hang between his collar bones. The fire lizard looked down right stylish, and dare she say it, sexy.

"You look like a shiny…" She mused, her glare turning into a contemplating gaze.

"A what…?"

"A black Charizard…"

"He's a Charmeleon, though!"

"Ugh, forget it." As an after though she shoos them away with her hand. "Get out, I need a shower."

"So… You learned a new move because you had sex with me?" If Rin looked like she was mentally calling bullshit it's because she was.

"No." Ketsui stressed, pulling his own 'you've got to be shitting me' face. "I evolved and learned a new move."

"Same shit, different pile." Her hand motion mimicked someone waving away foul air. Before the fire lizard could respond she makes another motion with her hand. "Well then, go on. Show me this new move."

Huffing he holds out his right hand, his most dominate hand. For a moment there was nothing but slowly gray steam wafted off his skin until it was covered. There was no sound to accompany the gas but it didn't need it; when it finally cleared his fingers were covered in metal claws. The claws themselves looked very sharp and deadly, but there was beauty, too. She watched him flex his fingers for a moment, the sun gleaming off the metal as he showed his hand's free movement. Each digit was its own peace; even his thumb had a claw piece, each clamp having a curved point at the end. Along the side of each finger were markings that glowed a light blue when his fingers moved, it almost looked like writing but she couldn't make it out. Her eyes drift from his hand to his face, noticing some differences that weren't there before. So much so that she actually frowned.

"What's wrong, Ane?" His own frown pulled at his lips, mirroring his trainer's displeasure.

"You've changed." From the look they gave her she rolls her eyes.

"Your eyes," She motioned toward her own eyes. "The pupils are slits now, and you've got fangs." This time she hooked one if her fingers in her mouth to pull her lips up, showing off her own fangs. "Also there's a bump on your head. Not a totally obvious one, but one none the less."

"Congratulations," Sentaru draws out, cutting off any response that Ketsui might have made. "Now you'll be able to bully the slowest Pokémon out there."

Sentaru, obviously, was a bit upset that Ketsui had both evolved and learned a new move.

The fire lizard bares his fangs for a moment before he released whatever hold he had and the metal claws disappear along with his physical anomalies.

"Alright, boys," Rin interrupts, standing up from the ground before dusting off her pants. "You can put the measuring tape away. We're going now so you," She motioned towards her Mankey, "Can get stronger and you," This time her fingers danced in her lizard's general area, "can learn to control those claws better."

You're taking this oftely well. Just this morning you were going insane.

True; She thought, her hands sliding into her jean pockets. I must admit that all of this freaks me the fuck out.

Then why the brave face?

Eh, I figured I can either go insane and never get home or I can fake it 'til I make it and find my way home.

Don't you remember your home? Do you really want to go back?

A frown pulls at her lips. Did she? Images of darkness flicked through her mind; who's to say her life wouldn't be better here? She didn't hear the warning calls of her Pokémon before she fell face first to the ground.

"What," She pauses slightly, realizing that her legs were tangled in something. "The fuck?"

"We told you to watch it." Looking up she sees Sentaru, cocky and arrogant Mankey, looking down at her with a hand on his hip.

"Shut up."

"An-"

"I-I –I'm –I'm so –so sorry!" A young, stuttering voice pulled the bickering couples eyes away from each other and onto the thing that was tangled around Rin's legs.

It was, in fact, a boy.

A very scared and frantic looking young boy.

He looked no older than twelve with light copper skin, big almond eyes, and straight dark brown hair that fell to his shoulders.

Her first thought was Indian boy; her second was that he was oftly cute for a stuttering ball of fear. Wearing rawhide pants that were held up by a leather draw string. They were rather plain looking, except for the darker brown spots that would randomly blemish it. Other than that piece of clothing he went bare; no shirt, no shoes, no sense of care. Hanging by his side, the strap digging into his boney shoulder was a rawhide bag designed like a messenger bag. The bag was held shut by a bonze clasp, a golden tan strap tied securely around it.

The most noticeable thing about his outfit, however, was the simple leather necklace that hung around his neck. Attached to this simple piece of accessory were two feathers; a pale tannish brown feather laid over the second, a bright red-magenta colored feather.

"… Wow, you're cute." Leaning forward Rin watches as the boy's face turns redder, absolutely delighted by the look of embarrassments and wonder mixed on his face. She was trying to figure out what Pokémon he was, but watching him turn into a blushing ball of awkward was just as good. "Who are you?"
"Ah… I'm… I mean, I am… ah…" Looking one way then the other, the boy tries to back up away from the trainer. "P- Pidgey…"
"Ane, you're scaring the boy…" Tilting her head up Rin looks at her starter; he was towering over her, his arms crossed over his chest and a bored expression etched on his face.
"You're scaring him!" She insults back, sticking her tongue out at him before standing up. Looking back at the Pidgey she smiles, holding her hand out to the boy. "Here, sorry I knocked you down."
Scrabbling off the ground, the cute little bird Pokémon quickly backs away from the three travelers, his hands dusting himself off absently as he did. He really did look frightened; his eyes kept looking everywhere as if he was expecting something bad to happen.
"Hey, you okay?" Concerned, Rin steps forward.
"I- I'm fine!" He cries out quickly, holding both of his hands up in a surrendering gesture. "I- I'm sorry I knocked- knocked you over! It-It'll ne-never happen a-again! P-P-Promise!"
"Hey, no, you're good." She tried soothing again, taking a step back to calm the timid boy. "It's totally my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you hurt? I can take you to the Pokécenter if you want…"
"No! N-no," Much more quietly than his sudden outburst, the boy grips his messenger bag strap tightly. "T-thank… thank you but… but no."
Before any of them could see why the boy was frightened so much, or how they could help, a dark shadow passed over them before landing in the spot between the group and the wild Pidgey. The new comer was very intimidating, if nothing else. The same skin tone as the Pidgey, although darker from more exposer to the sun, it was covered in faint scars from past battles. Large wings were expanded from his suddenly landing but once he straightened up they folded behind him; the tips almost grazed the back of his knees.
Long dark brown hair- hair that was braided and decorated with vibrant pink beads- was pulled away from his face to expose strong features. A strong, almost pointed looking nose, narrowed black eyes, straight pale lips, strong cheekbones; the man before them was definitely intimidating. He was wearing the same kind of raw-hide pants that the boy was, but he had a weird looking sash tied around his waist- the knot tying at his right hip and the longest part at his left hip reaching the side of his knee. No shirt just like the boy. No shoes, as well.
"Little Bird," His sudden deep and strong voice made the small Pidgey behind him flinch away with surprise. "What has father told you about venturing out past the trees?"
"T- To- to not… to not do … do it…"
"And yet you disobey him." There was no room for argument or explanation as the man turns his back to the group to look down at the younger boy. "Come. We must leave now."

"Y- Yes, brother." The Pidgey looked like he was about to cry with distress; in one last glance, his eyes locked with Rin's before the man grabbed his small arm and hoisted him up into his own, thicker arms. Launching himself into the air, the man's wings expanded and started to beat heavily, carrying both of them into the air and over the trees.
"Well…" Placing both of her hands on her hips; Rin watched them disappear before turning to look at her Pokémon. "Shit…"