{A Request from Itzmeall)

Never forget that what you see in a dream is but another reality, a reality if you but give some thought to, can be just as real as the reality you live in~

=The Lunar Cycle of Love=

= Human (Jason) / Pokemon (Cresselia) =

*Narrator*

[Our story unfolds during the New Moon cycle, near Nimbasa City in the Unova Region, where an earthquake has all but destroyed a nearby town. The earthquake, caused by an unknown but powerful Pokemon, as devastated the area of the town, leaving very few survivors. But while this tragedy has sparked the kindness and care in the residents of Nimbasa City, who instantly began rescue operations, it cannot help one young man who was recovered from the wreckage of his home.]

[But as the moon reached its peak at the stroke of midnight, a Pokemon that bore witness to this event, prepares to do something to alleviate the pain that he was feeling.]

(?'s PoV)

As he moved up to the human hospital where the young man who was suffering greatly resided, he looked around to make sure that none would interfere with his mission. While he has nothing to fear from the humans of this facility, they may attempt to stop him from carrying out what he had set out to do.

He floated in through the door, wearing a large human jacket to conceal himself, as well as a mask and human hat to conceal his head and face. All that anyone could see of him were his blue eyes. Once he was inside the hospital the first thing he did was head to the stairway to ascend up, but as he did he saw a security guard walk by and notice him.

"Hey visiting hours are over sir." The man said, shining a flashlight at him.

All he did was look at the human, raise his arm, and cast a powerful enough hypnosis to put the guard into a temporary sleep. Without paying him anymore attention, he moved on from the guard as he collapsed.

*When he awakens he will no doubt be in pain, and while he slumbers he will suffer nightmares, but it's a small sacrifice.* He thought to himself as he moved up to the next floor.

Then he began sensing for him, the boy who was suffering a terrible nightmare, not one that he had caused, but no less horrible and vicious. Within seconds he sensed the nightmare, it was indeed a powerful one, and incredibly dark and desperate. He was able to follow it to the source, a room he could not have gotten to from the outside looking in, at least not if he wanted to bring in what he was carrying.

As he approached the room he raised his arm again, and cast a tiny dark pulse on the lock to the door of the room, breaking it off and forcing the door opened. Then he pushed the door opened and crossed the threshold of the room. He looked around and found what he was looking for.

Lying on a bed, with a bandage wrapped around and covering his eyes, with scratches and scars across his arms and legs, was a Human male of about sixteen years old.

The young lad was suffering a great nightmare as he slept, and what made it worse was that he would see nothing else but these nightmares.

He took the hat off, as well as the mask, and finally opened the large oversized coat he wore, revealing who and what he was.

He was Darkrai, the Pitch-Black Pokemon, known for being active on the nights of a new moon, bringer of horrible nightmares and inducer of deep sleeps. Despite having this reputation, he was not nearly as horrible as many believed him as, and though he accepts this fate he refuses to simply allow this kind of suffering without at least trying to help.

He had once known this boy's family, in fact the boy's father was a trainer, one that had captured Darkrai before, but released him upon retiring. Out of respect he had watched the boy's family throughout the years since, but never had he imagined that he would witness the incident that occurred in his trainer's town.

(Though it is not possible for me to alleviate your dreams, for despite my best intentions, I would only make them worse, even my presence now causes you even greater pain…) He thought as he watched the boy roll his head from side to side ever so slightly, clearly suffering even worse nightmares by his presence. (I wish I could change what has happened to you… but that is beyond my power. However… I wish to help you out of respect to my former master.)

He reached to the coat and opened one of its pockets, and pulled out the object he had wanted to get inside. Between two of his two fingers, was a single green and yellow feather, glowing beautifully dim in the night as he held it.

It was a Lunar Wing, the only thing that could grant wonderful dreams under any circumstance, and the only thing that could ward off his terrible nightmares.

(Just as I exist and live in the darkness of the moon, she will shine and radiate the light…) He whispered as he put the Lunar Wing next to the boy's head. (We are two opposites… light and dark… and I know she will sense that I have given this to you, and no doubt she will come to investigate.) He turned to leave, replacing the clothes he had worn before doing so, and glanced back at him one last time. (I hope… she can help you… where I would only harm you.)

As he left the hospital he saw several doctors running to the young man's room, and knew that they would soon find the damage he had caused, but he didn't not care. He had done what he'd set out to do, and left into the night, fading into darkness.

(Cresselia's PoV, many hours later that night)

She drifted toward the town, silently following the energy of the Lunar Wing that Darkrai, her dark counterpart stole from her. She knew not of his intentions or why he had stolen one of her feathers, but she knew that she had to get it back. The gift of beautiful dreams was not given lightly to anyone. Normally she was hostile to Darkrai no matter what, because they are polar opposites when it comes to the gift of dreams, but this time she was not reacting with hostility to his actions, merely confusion.

*Why would he take it though?* She thought as she felt the Lunar Wing's energies coming from a hospital. *He cannot make use of it, so what purpose does stealing it serve?*

As she moved over the hospital she noticed several humans going in and out of it, some of them wearing uniforms and with search Pokemon. Deciding to ignore them and seek what she was searching for, she entered the hospital via an open window on the top floor.

As luck had it, the door of this room was wide opened for her, and she was able to explore inside the hospital for the stolen feather. She sensed the Lunar Wing was nearby, and following the energy she traced it to a room on the floor she was on. Once outside the door, locked this time, she used her psychic powers to unlock it and force it open. She floated in and searched for what she came for, but instead found a human male, sixteen if she was correct in her judgement of human lifespans, sitting up in a bed and covered in bandages.

"Whose there?" He said nervously, looking at her, but with his eyes blindfolded.

She remained silent as she stared at him, but then her eyes were drawn to something hanging from his left ear, the Lunar Wing that had been stolen from her by Darkrai.

"Whose there?" The young man asked again, fear in his voice now.

Realizing that she had frightened the young man, she decided to take a more gentle approach in getting back her feather. She opened her mind and tapped into his to speak using telepathy. (I am a Pokemon, and I've come in search of something stolen from me.) She said gently.

"Stolen… what do you mean?" He asked, turning his head this way and that, trying to search for her apparently. "Who are you… where are you?"

At this she was confused, why did this human not remove the blinds around his eyes, did he not know how to? (Human… what is wrong with you?) She asked.

"I can't see… I just… can't see." He said. "My eyes hurt badly… my eyes really hurt."

At this she was even more confused, his eyes hurt him? (Let me see your eyes.) She said. (Perhaps I can tell you what is wrong with them.)

He nodded and began undoing the blind around his eyes, and moments later she gasped at what she saw. It was impossible for her to believe it, but what she saw could not be denied. His eyes were bloodied, damaged beyond belief. It was no wonder he was complaining about being in great pain, each blink of his eyes caused him pain, and it was obvious as to why he couldn't see.

He was blind.

(You poor thing…) She whispered as she floated over to him, using her telepathy to put the blind back on to protect his damaged eyes from further harm. (What happened to you?)

There was silence as he sat there, and she realized now that there was something even more horrible at work here. "An earthquake… near my town… destroyed everything." He said sadly. "Everyone was… killed… except a few survivors… they told me I was one of them. But my family… they didn't…"

At the mention of his family he began sobbing, but his eyes could not react properly because of how badly damaged they were. So all he could do was sob uncontrollably with his mouth, and Cresselia understood now why Darkrai stole the feather from her, and it was obvious he had given it to this young man to help him. But as she leaned close to him, nuzzling his cheek as best she could to comfort him, she couldn't help but ask why 'this' particular human?

There were others who survived that disaster, what made this human special.

(Tell me human… do you know of… Darkrai?) She asked politely.

"Darkrai… yea… my dad he… he said he once knew a Darkrai." He said to her. "He once was a Trainer, and he said he battled alongside a Darkrai in his travels."

Now everything made sense to her, her dark counterpart knew of this human's family, and that was why he had stolen the Lunar Wing from her, to give to this human. (Human… what is your name?) She asked him warmly.

"Jason, I'm Jason." He said, holding his hand out to obviously shake her hand, but she couldn't respond in kind.

(I'm afraid… I cannot shake your hand Jason… my species does not have hands like yours does.) She said to him. (I am Cresselia Jason, the light counterpart to Darkrai.)

"Cresselia?" He asked her, still staring blindly at her. "I've never even seen a Cresselia before… let alone spoken to one. I wish I could see you… I'm told your species is very beautiful."

She blushed slightly as he described her beauty, it was true, and on the night of the crescent moon she was exceptionally beautiful. But this young man could not see her beauty, at least not until she had an idea. (Jason, return to your sleep.) She said politely.

"Sleep… but how… it hurts when I try to close my eyes!" He said sadly. "This is the first time I've been awake since the earthquake, and I've been told about my family. Since then I haven't been able to go back to sleep."

Cresselia felt a pang of sadness yet again for Jason, to be unable to return to the world of dreams was indeed painful. He cannot sleep on his own for the pain of his eyes prevented him, but she wanted to help him somehow, for it was her duty to help those suffering in the dream world. (Lay down Jason, I will help you sleep.) She said.

Jason nodded and went back to lying down on his bed, but she could tell his head was flinching in pain each time his eyes instinctively tried to and did close shut. She levitated to his side and tapped into his consciousness, then she slowly began to meld their minds together, not enough to erase them but just enough to merge them into one body, her own. Then she closed her eyes and began to sleep, and alongside her Jason began to fall asleep as well, as the pains his body caused his mind became nothing but faint echoes.

Then she concentrated and pictured the room they were in to her best abilities, and recreated the room as a dream, bringing both her and Jason into it. (There… now open your eyes Jason.) She said to him.

Jason apparently did open his eyes, because he looked around as he sat up in his bed. "I'm still awake… I thought I'd be asleep." He said in confusion.

(You are asleep, you are just in your dreams.) She said with a smile. (Remove your bandages and open your eyes, and see the world around you, as I have seen it.)

He nodded and began undoing the bandages on his head, and once they were off he opened his eyes, undamaged and just as they used to be.

She blushed again as she beheld Jason in his untarnished and undamaged form. He was sixteen years old, of decent build in his muscles, especially his legs and torso as well as his arms, indicating that he did do some exercising. She wasn't an expert on humans, but she noticed that Jason had no hair on any part of his body with exception to his head and eyebrows, at least that she could see. But his eyes were what captured her attention, they were purple, a deep purple color.

"I can see… but… I'm…" He said as he looked around and looked down at his arms, completely devoid of any scars or injuries. "And my pains… I don't feel any pain anymore!"

(Yes you can see, I used the last memory you have of your own body, to recreate you within your dreams.) She said warmly. (Within your dreams, you are healthy and whole, and while your body lies in pain in the real world, with our minds combined I have suppressed your pain to allow you to enter the dream world. Right now your body rests, while your mind remains active, as it would within the realm of dreams.)

"Amazing…" He said, but he looked up at her and said, "Wow, you are beautiful, just like I always was told."

(Thank you…) She whispered back, again blushing at the compliment. (Tell me… why are your eyes purple? I have never seen a human with eyes of your color.)

"My eyes…" He said. "Well… that's because there aren't a lot of humans with my condition, in fact I'm one of the few cases they know of."

(Condition? I don't understand) She said in confusion.

"You see Cresselia, I have what the doctors' call, Alexandria's Genesis." He explained as he got up and looked out the window, seeing the outside world as she saw from his room. "They said it's a rare 'mutation' that occurs at birth, I don't know exactly how. But they said that because of this mutation, my eyes changed to a purple coloration a few months after I was born. They also told me that this mutation affects my health drastically, giving me an extremely powerful immune system. Apparently I'll almost never get sick, and I'll live to an average lifespan of one hundred years if I'm careful about how I live, one hundred and fifty if I'm lucky."

(That's… incredible!) She said in amazement as she levitated over to him. (You have been blessed by Arceus it seems. Are there others like you?)

He shook his head and looked at her. "I was the only known case, there may have been others in the past, but I was the only recorded one for this century I'm told."

At that, she felt another pang of sadness for this human, he lost so much in one day, his family, his friends, his home, and now his beautiful eyes. He had such beautiful eyes here in this dream world, but out in the real world they were damaged beyond repair. He was perhaps the only human with such a gift, and now that gift's most beautiful appearance was lost.

(I am sorry for your loss Jason.) She said, going to look at his beautiful eyes. (I wish I could help you see again… but that is beyond my abilities.)

"I understand…" He said with a sad sigh, before he began to cry. "I just… miss my family. My mother and father… my little brother. They were all there with me this morning… everything was normal… and then that Earthquake happened. Now… now they're all…"

He fell to his knees and began sobbing uncontrollably, breaking down into tears before her, and all she could do was go over to him and nuzzle his cheek affectionately.

She could feel his body beginning to awake in the real world, and realized that their time was up. Unlike the real world, time in the dream world passes by much faster. An hour in the real world can equal up to a minute in the dream world sometimes. (Forgive me Jason… I'm sorry… but it's time we returned to the real world.) She said sadly. (Our bodies must awaken, else we risk damage to our minds.)

"If I wake up… I won't be able to see… will I?" He asked her as he began to calm down, but the tears were still there. "And the pain will return won't it?"

She nodded sadly as she began to separate their minds, the dream world around them beginning to break down. (Yes… I'm sorry…)

"It's alright… I understand." He said with a sad sigh. "Will you visit me again tomorrow night?"

At that Cresselia broke their connection, and she awoke to the bright sunlight on her face, and looking down at Jason as he laid in bed. She heard his last question at the last second, but the prospect of visiting him again seemed strange to her. But as he sat up, now feeling the pain of his body and especially his eyes, she figured that perhaps it was best if she remained with him.

(No… I won't visit you tomorrow night Jason.) She said to him telepathically, and spoke again just before he responded. (I will stay with you, from now on. If my dark counterpart was willing to stay with your father, then I can stay with his son.)

There was silence as the words sank in, and then Jason awkwardly tried to reach out for her, and eventually he found her neck. Then he reached around with his other arm and pulled her into a shaky hug, all the while sobbing in gratitude through his mouth. "Thank you… just… thank you Cresselia…" He said. "I promise… I'll do what I can to take care of you… just as my dad did for Darkrai."

She smiled back and nuzzled his cheek with her own cheek. (I know you will… but our relationship will be one of mutual taking care of.) She declared. (You will take care of me during the day, while I shall take care of you during the night. Do you agree to my terms?)

"Alright." He said with a faint chuckle. "But… I might need help during the day. I still can't see… you know."

She nodded in understanding, and turned just as the door opened and a nurse got the shock of her life.

*Narrator*

[For the next two years Jason stayed in the hospital, recovering from the injuries that damaged his body and took away the life he knew. While he was there, Cresselia shocked the region and city with her presence, and declared that she would remain with Jason as his Pokemon Partner. From then on the two were inseparable, neither one being seen without the other. It was a little awkward at first, but eventually they became used to each other's presence in their lives.]

[Cresselia spoke to the doctors in the hospital, in the hopes that they could restore his eyes. But alas, despite their knowledge in healing and curing Pokemon, they were not as skilled when it came to humans, nor did technology advance as far as being able to regenerating something as complex and fragile as the human eye. They told her that while they could eventually remove the injuries his body suffered, his eyes were just too damaged to be healed. While it 'is' possible for surgery to give him new eyes, they would be nothing like his old ones.]

[Jason was told about the surgery, and was partially tempted to wait and see if eyes could be acquired for him to go through with it. But Cresselia did not like it, to replace his once beautiful eyes with fake, less impressive ones, would be a worse fate than losing them entirely as he did. That was all it took to convince him to refuse the procedure, that and they could not find any replacements for him.]

[Yet each night, when he went to bed, he and Cresselia would enter into the dream world again, and once more travel and speak to each other as they would if they were in the real world and able to see each other. Eventually they began to grow quite fond of one another, and with each passing day their feelings began to develop for one another. Then the day came when Jason could finally leave the hospital, and live a hopefully normal life.]

(Jason's PoV)

"Well Cress, how does it look?" He asked Cresselia as they stood outside of their new home.

(It looks alright Jason, your uncle did a fine job setting us up in this place.) She said to him in his mind.

It was years after he was first let into the hospital to treat his injuries, and while the emotional scars had not fully mended, the injuries he suffered to his body had healed. It was hard to imagine that almost two years ago his legs were fractured, broken glass and small stones were spread throughout his body, and his eyes had shards in them, damaging them beyond repair. He had been in so much pain that he could barely go a day without receiving pain pills to alleviate it.

Yet through the pain, and the loss he suffered in his friends and family, he gained something just as wonderful. He gained a closer friend in Cresselia, and thanks to her he was able to see, at least partially. He could not see during the day, but at night, with Cresselia's help, he was able to once more see through his old eyes.

And the first thing he saw each time he went to sleep, was Cresselia's beautiful face, from her crescent moon shaped head, to her swan like body, and her beautiful pink wings. Thanks to her helping him, he managed to live each day knowing that each night he would be with her again in their dream life.

Also, though he could not see her in the real world, he did not need to in order to know that he was happy to be with her.

Minutes later they entered the house, Cresselia guiding him as he used his tapping stick to make sure he didn't trip and knew where he was going.

He had received this small house from his uncle who was a businessman working for the Devon Corporation in Hoenn, who after hearing what happened, had rushed to help him however he could. He had set up this house for him to live in while he tried to find something to do with his life.

(This is a humble place your uncle has given you.) Cresselia said. (There are a few rooms for us, a living room, a bathroom, kitchen and dining room, all a pair need in life apparently.)

"Sounds nice." He said as she guided him to the bedroom to sleep.

Over the last two years Cresselia had improved her ability to pull him into the dream world, developing two techniques for them both. The first was simply recreating the environment she wanted and simply them moving around it in the dream world.

However the second method, one she had perfected to a certain degree, allowed their bodies to move in the real world, while their minds did the same in the dream world. In essence, if he were to pick up a spoon in the dream world, his body would pick up the same spoon in the real world. Of course this method was extremely difficult, and required a lot of mental concentration, so they only ever did that when she concentrated on one room, but they never had to do it as of yet.

"Alright, I guess I'm in bed now." He said as he felt something soft in front of him, soft yet sturdy like a bed. "Shall I fall asleep now?"

(Of course.) Cresselia said.

He nodded and laid on his back, and closed his eyes while Cresselia performed her ability, putting his body into sleep while pulling his mind into her dream. Within a few moments he opened his eyes and took off his sunglasses, and looked around at their new home.

But of course, the first thing he saw was Cresselia, as beautiful as always. "Hi Cresselia." He said to her.

(Hello Jason.) She said with a smile. (It's nice to see your eyes once again.)

"It's nice to see you as well Cresselia." He replied back with a smile as well.

Yes, in the two years since they first met, he and Cresselia had grown close to one another. He himself had developed a slight crush on the legendary the moment he had laid eyes on her, dream or not. She was beautiful to him, a kind figure in mythology and gentle in her actions. The mere fact that she had chosen to stay with him, of all the people in the world, was something he still couldn't believe.

(Jason… you know your staring at me.) Cresselia said with a giggle.

"Oh… uh… sorry." He said, thoroughly embarrassed. "Shall we check out the house?"

(Cresselia's PoV)

She nodded as he took the lead to check out their new home, blushing slightly as she felt his growing attraction to her becoming evident. In truth, she was fully aware of his feelings for her for many, many months now, and she too felt the same way toward him. He was a handsome enough human, his only damaging feature being the loss of his eyes now, and he was polite despite the losses he had suffered.

She also knew he was trying to find some way to take care of them both, but without the ability to see, his options were limited, yet he had begun looking into something called 'Phone Therapy', where people talk to someone about their problems on the phone for when they want to remain anonymous. It would pay well, if he could get his license.

But she wasn't interested in what he would do with 'his' life, she was far more interested in what 'they' would do with their lives.

She was attracted to him, very attracted, and he was just as attracted to her if not more. With each day that passed she was picturing them both together, their lips pressed against one another, enjoying each other in the light of the crescent moon.

Yet as they explored the kitchen, Jason examining the various pots and pans without actually moving them, she eyed the Lunar Wing still hanging from his ear with a mixture of fear.

She wanted to get closer to him, to be as close as she could with him, but she was afraid. She was terrified of what would happen to her if she went through with the act, if they became lovers in the truest sense. Would she no longer be the Lunar Pokemon? Would she lose her powers? Would she become 'tainted', and no longer be the light of good dreams to counterbalance the darkness of Darkrai's nightmares?

She had never had a 'lover' before, she didn't know what the outcome would be having lived since the day she came into being virtually on her own. Yes she had encountered humans from time to time, spent time with some for brief periods, but never long enough to the point where she became attached to one.

Jason was the first, the first to have captured her heart, without ever capturing 'her'. Over the last two years they spent each night together, getting to know one another and eventually developing their relationship to where it was. Yet as they looked around the living room together, she once more stared at her human partner, and felt herself feel the love she felt for him, she couldn't help but wonder what he would want with her.

Did he want to take that next step with her? Would he want to?

*I have to find out… tonight… I will ask!* She thought determinedly. *No matter what happens, I must ask him tonight… I must know.*

(Jason's and Cresselia's PoV, late at night)

"Did you like the dinner I made, with your help of course." He said with a chuckle as he slowly put the used dishes in the sink.

(It was wonderful Jason.) She to him. (Although I don't eat nearly as much as you, despite my size.)

"I'll remember that." He said with a yawn. "You know, despite how much I sleep, I always feel sleepy for some reason."

(Well then we best head off to bed.) She said to him, poking him with her nose so he knew where she was. (Come, I'll help you into bed.)

He nodded and held Cresselia's body close to him, feeling her soft and short fur beneath his fingers as she guided him. As he held her he heard a small and subtle, but noticeable moan escape her. "Cress?" He asked curiously, using her nickname.

(Hmm?) She replied as he felt them enter the bedroom.

"Did I hurt you by accident?" He asked.

(Oh no… I'm fine… I'm just thinking.) She said.

"About?"

She remained silent as she helped him to the bed, and before long he had removed his sunglasses and his shoes as well so he could sleep. Then he laid down and felt Cresselia lay down next to him, with her head over his chest. Soon enough he felt a strange tingling sensation in his head, different than the usual times when she drew him into the dream world.

But he woke up moments later with his eyes, and looked at Cresselia looking down at him with a worried expression on her face.

(I am sorry Jason… but I wanted to talk to you desperately about something.) She said nervously.

"About what Cresselia?" He said as he sat up.

(About 'us'… about… this.) She said as she leaned forward and angled her face so that she could kiss his lips with her own.

This caught him completely off guard as he felt her press against him, but it only lasted a moment as he relaxed and returned the kiss. He closed his eyes and brought a hand to her cheek to rub it softly, getting a coo of delight and affection from her. For a full minute they held their kiss, neither one separating from the other, until finally he broke it to look intently at her.

"Cresselia… are you?" He asked.

(Yes… I've known about your feelings for me for a while now, and I must admit… I feel them as well.) She said with a smile. (I have never felt like this about any other human, never, and I have seen many human's lives pass in the blink of an eye. I have lived for many years, and your lifespans are all but fractions of a second compared to mine, but not once have I felt what I feel toward you. I just wanted to know… how you felt about me, and what you think about 'us' as a couple.)

"Cresselia, I've wanted to hear you say those words for a long time now." He said with a blush, but he also heard the faint fear in her tone. "I mean, it's practically a dream come true to hear you say that you like me in 'that' way. But why do you sound so afraid?"

Her smile faded slightly as she looked out the window and at the crescent moon that was shining brightly that night. It was a cloudless night, the perfect night for anything to happen. She knew that tonight, if they both took that next step, would be a night they would remember for decades. (Because I 'am' afraid Jason.) She replied. (This has never happened to me before… you do not realize it but… I want us to become more than just a couple. I want us to be more, I want to express my love both emotionally and physically. But I'm terrified…) She nodded her head and told him to look at the moon as well. (Look at it Jason… it's beautiful, the moon, it lies up there, a symbol of purity and beauty, a testament to the symbolism I speak of.)

"Yes… it's just like you Cresselia, beautiful and lovely." He said, looking at it as well.

(Yes… I share much in common with the crescent moon, for I too am both purity and beauty incarnate.) She said with a sad frown. (You don't realize it… but I am a virgin in the ways of sex. I have never experienced it nor have I ever seen or expressed it. Just as the crescent moon is pure and beautiful, so am I, it is how I have been able to give form and power to the Lunar Wings.) She looked at him with love and fear filled eyes. (I want to go further Jason… I love you just as you love me… and I want to be one with you as you want to be one with me… but I am terrified. I do not fear that I will be unable to please you, for you are similar to me. No what frightens me is that if we become true lovers, in losing my purity I will lose what makes me 'me'.)

Jason nodded in understanding and held Cresselia close to him, feeling her cry softly on his shoulder. "I understand Cresselia." He whispered warmly. "If you don't want to do it, I won't ask you."

(But we won't be true lovers than… and I 'do' want to Jason.) She replied sadly, separating to look at him determinedly with her pink eyes. (Jason… I love you, and you love me, on this night of the crescent moon, when I am at my most beautiful, I want you to take me! But…) She gave a single cry as she put her forehead to rest against his. (Promise me that when you take me… you will hold me tight… and not let me go. Swear that when you take me, you will still love me, even if I should lose all of my beauty. Say that if I should lose my powers, and nevermore be able to grant you the gift of dreams, you will still be with me.)

He softly rubbed her head in assurance, before he whispered his reply. "I will Cresselia." He said. "No matter what happens tonight, we'll go into it together. You gave me the chance to 'see' again, even if it's a dream. To me, the 'you' I see will always be the same Cresselia I saw when I opened my eyes in that hospital."

She looked at him and pressed her mouth against his, feeling the warmth of his kiss again. (Make love to me then… Jason.) She said. (We are in a special dream… as we move here our bodies will move the same. So when we make love in here… we make love to each other in the real world.)

He nodded and slowly began to rub and feel his lunar lover, knowing that she was terrified of what would happen, but willing to go through with it, he was determined to help her as best he could. But since he too had no idea what to do, he simply let his instincts guide him.

The first thing he did was let one of his hands explore her lower body, and after rubbing her for a few minutes, he felt his hands press over something like a slit, just below the base of her tail where it met with her main body. As his hand passed over it, he heard Cresselia moan in pleasure, breaking from their kiss to do so. "Is that what I think it is?" He asked her.

(Yes… my sacred place… it has never been touched in all my life.) She whispered. (You are the first, the absolute first to lay your hand upon it, the very first to see it…)

"I didn't think legendaries had…" He said.

(I am female remember… I do have it.) She said with a chuckle. (We legendaries of gender do have sexes, only those that are 'genderless' do not have them to my knowledge. Now that you've found it… please keep going, I want us to remember this night forever, should the worst happen to me.)

He nodded in understanding and began to rub her sex again, feeling it beginning to get soft at his touch while Cresselia began undoing his clothes with her telepathy. All the while this happened she continued to kiss his mouth, performing the only action she could without hands to make him feel good.

While his clothes were removed and tossed to the side one at a time, the mere idea of what he was doing with Cresselia, his crush, was enough to get his member to readiness. Knowing that she had never done this before, never pictured this happening before, never even thinking of this was turning him on. But at the same time he was afraid, if what she said would happen, and she did lose her most beautiful power, the ability to create the Lunar Wings and bestow good dreams, could he live with himself knowing he was the cause?

Cresselia meanwhile was feeling a strange feeling in her sex, never before had it been touched, and now it was being felt and pleasured in ways that she had never believed. She could even feel herself beginning to feel a tingling sensation as she was continued to be touched. The lips of her sex started becoming swollen and puffed, changing to a reddish color as her body prepared for something it had never done.

Then the last piece of Jason's clothing was removed, his underwear, revealing his five inch member, swollen and standing erect.

She nodded at seeing it, and levitated herself into position, angling her body so that while sitting, he had an easier time gaining access to her sex. When they were ready, Jason put his arms around her to hug her close, and they stared into each other's eyes again. "Are you sure about this?" He asked her. "Once we do this, there's no going back."

She nodded again in understanding. (Just hold me close… and don't let me go.) She said in worry.

"I won't… I love you." He said as he began to lower her gently onto him.

(And I love you…) She whimpered as she felt something entering her.

Her passage began to grip tightly on what was inside of her, unused to having anything in her sex. Then as he reached halfway into her, she felt his member prod her barrier, marking her as a virgin. It was their point of no return, if they wanted to stop and preserve their purity, now was the time. But she nodded to him, and braced herself for the pain which came a few seconds later, when he jabbed at it a few times before finally breaking it.

"Hhhhng…" She groaned in pain, never feeling this pain ever.

While they sat there and waited for her to adjust, she looked down at where they were connected, and saw the lines of red, a deep red that made her feel weird. *That's it…* She thought. *Thousands of years of purity… of preserving my virginity… have all just ended in one… moment.* She imagined her wings to glow brightly before becoming dim, to fade into blackness, yet while she adjusted, her wings did nothing, continuing to glow the same vibrant pink as always.

"Are you alright?" Jason asked after a few moments.

(Yes… please… continue.) She whimpered, still afraid at what would happen.

With that, and knowing she was still afraid, he began to thrust up into her, still holding her tightly.

With each thrust that he did Cresselia felt a jab of pain, her passage still unused to this action, never being touched like this before, but as each thrust happened something began to occur. It was subtle at first, but with each thrust Jason did into her passage, she felt the jabs of pain become less and less and the pleasure she began to feel grew in increasing amounts.

Soon the pain was all gone and pleasure took its place, and her groans of pain became moans of pleasure.

While they continued to make love, Jason drew Cresselia into a kiss, distracting her temporarily while he continued to thrust slightly faster, electing moans and coos of delight with each thrust.

What they didn't realize or notice, was that her wings were reacting to their love making, slowly changing shape as each shake sent particles of light around the room. Soon they were no longer circular curves, they had somehow taken the form of hearts.

They separated a few moments later and stared into each other with love in their eyes, and soon she was starting to thrust harder onto Jason's member as he thrusted up into her.

"Cresselia… it feels wonderful inside of you." He whispered to her. "It feels like I'm being wrapped in velvet, warm velvet before a fire."

(And you feel amazing!) She replied. (Like a piece of the heavens has given themselves a bit of you and made me feel this pleasure!)

Moments later they came together once more into a kiss, just as they began pounding against one another, unable to stop their bodies from reacting. Then, without warning, Jason stopped as he held her close and moaned loudly into her mouth, and she felt a warmth spreading and entering her inside.

(I can… feel you!) She moaned. (I feel you… inside… it feels… warm.)

They looked at each other once again and fell onto the bed, unable to stay up after their love making came to its end. "Thank you… Cresselia." Jason whispered as he began closing his eyes. "For being here… with me."

(And I will remain here… with you.) She replied just as tiredly. (In both this reality, and in 'our' reality.)

With that, they both closed their eyes and left their dream land, falling asleep in the real world, just as tired from their lovemaking.

=Seven Years Later=

(Jason's PoV)

"Your welcome ma'am." He said as he hung up the phone of his latest client. "She says that she's feeling much happier nowadays Cressi. I guess she finally got over the loss of her husband."

(That is wonderful.) Cresselia said as she floated over to him with a smile.

They were once again in their dream world, Cresselia had perfected the method to allow their bodies to mirror their dream selves' actions, but she still had to limit it to one room only. Yet he was just happy to be able to see her in the day as well as the night.

It had been many years since their first time, and according to Cresselia, her abilities did not diminish in the slightest, in fact quite the reverse. She said that she was having a stronger effect on those within the surrounding area of at least fifty miles of her current location. Furthermore, as if to make it even more obvious that she was no longer a virgin, another layer of feathers had grown on her wings, creating a reddish ring on top of the normal pink one that was her outermost layer of feathers.

(So… since you did a good job with this client… I think you deserve a reward.) Cresselia said as she leaned over and kissed him on the lips. (Tonight is a New Moon night, I'll see you in bed later love~.)

He chuckled as she levitated over to the kitchen and began levitating pots and pans for dinner.

Another thing that happened, was that with each phase of the moon's cycle, Cresselia became hot in her sex, and the only cure, that 'they've' found, was to have sex and cool her off. According to her, thousands of years of no 'satisfaction' caught up to her with a vengeance after their first time. So now each moon cycle resulted in her going into what would be described as a 'heat cycle'. In her words, she described it as, (My body crying out for that which it has been denied for so long.)

However, while most Pokemon went into heat to procreate, Cresselia could not reproduce because of her species. She was a one of a kind species, and such she lacked the necessary organs to procreate despite being a female.

This was a little sad for them at first, but it came with the benefit that they could mate whenever they wanted, and not risk an accidental pregnancy.

Hours later when they finished dinner, they returned to their bedroom, and consequentially beginning to make love to one another, they failed to notice the shadowy figure wearing the heavy coat and hat outside their house, staring at the couple.

(Darkrai's PoV)

He stared at them while they made love, and felt a sense of relief wash over him. *So it has come to pass.*He thought as he beheld his light counterpart's final form, radiating the true beauty of the lunar moon. *Shadow and light are both polar opposites, while all embrace and enjoy the benefits of the light, they shun and fear the dark.*

He turned and held up one of Cresselia's newest Lunar Wings, with a tint of red mixed in with the green and yellow. This newest wing, created by the final form of Cresselia's feathers, contained the power to bestow upon whoever possessed it, the most beautiful of dreams. Dreams so powerful, that they can become a reality within the dream world of whoever possesses it.

*Darkness and Light… opposites to each other, but complementing one another. Neither can be had without the other being present. Fear of reality causes the desperate to flee into their dreams, but the horrors of their nightmares cause them to face and embrace their reality.* He turned and looked at Cresselia one final time, before turning to leave, vanishing into the darkness again. *This is our fate… Cresselia, my light counterpart.*