Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 19, 2007 15:39:16 GMT -5
"Haha!" Matt cried. This was so much fun! And, look, they were over the beach already! They made great time coming down! With a subtle tip of his wieght, he got Flygon to begin lighting down. They would take the beach on foot. "Quagsire!" He cired, diving off Flygon's back. Was he nuts? Surely the impact would hurt at least a little! But, quagsire was smarter than he seemed. He aimed himself straight at the water... and there he hit, softening his fall, and making himself quite a big splash. "Wait... for... me!" Furret called, jumping after him. The little ferret loved to swim, almost as much as his friend. "Qui..." Quilava looked down, slightly spooked by the splashes. Ugh, water didn't agree with him at all. It was quite the scary thing, the fast moving lake. Espeon was smarter than to go head first into crazy water. What was that Quagsire, nuts? Gah, idiot. Well, he was fun to have around in any case. Umbreon watched. She much preffered to get down... once they had all feet on the ground. She'd jumped before, risking life and limb for Matt... but now that it wasn't needed, she was quite happy with her paws attached to the Flygon. And, finally, they were on the ground! Oh, good. Man, one of those rides got tiring fast. Matt hopped down, and threw his arms around the Flygon he loved. "Good go girl." He cooed, rubbing his face on its belly.
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Post by Nero on May 19, 2007 15:51:12 GMT -5
Natu and Eevee peeked out of Nero's coat, looking around. Neither knew exactly where they were, as they'd travelled all this way in the dark, not paying attention, or caring. But upon sight of the water, Eevee scrambled out, tumbling off of Flygon, and racing to the water. Apparently, Raffy quite loved the water... Nero hadn't had him long enough to know that much about him, so even he couldn't tell you. But once they touched down, he released the boy in front of him, and allowed himself to slide, with Chrono and Aladdin, down onto the sand. Chrono had had enough sense to jump away when he reached the tail, but Chrono landed on his rear, right in the sand. The thump jarred the Natu from his place, and he fluttered up over Nero head, then drifted back to the ground. He cried out indignently, fluffing his feathers.
Nero got up, shaking the sand from his pants. He looked around at his pokemon, making sure they were all accounted for. But Banshee... Ah, there she was, standing further off along the shore, her paws in the water, staring off into space. He didn't like how she looked, so lost in thought. He hoped remeeting her old owner hadn't set off a psychological change... Her wings were crooked slightly, catching the soft breeze, fluttering. She looked so serene, and yet...out of place in this terra. A dark fire pokemon, on a beach...
Nero turned from Banshee for a moment, to pull out his other two pokeballs, releasing Butterfree and Ponyta. "Freefree!" Senor Called, flying high up above them, happily. Now that pokemon looked like it would like a day at the beach..wings sparkling, catching the sun's rays. And Ponyta- sure, she wouldn't go near the water, but already she was racing down the beach, enjoying herself, kicking sand up.
And now, Nero went to see to Banshee, and Raffy was at the water's edge, splashing as he walked in. "Vee!" He called out to Quagsire and Furret.
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Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 19, 2007 19:04:11 GMT -5
"Smile, dammit!" Matt gave Nero a playful punch on the arm, he'd decided walking was the best way to get own to his level. "You're at the beach with your wonderful Pokémon, and a sexy boy, you should be happier!" He gave a giggle. He was usually good at cheering people up, even though his own hidden sadness haunted him every minute. At least he could cheer up others. "Wait for me, guys!" Matt called after Quagsire. He pulled off his shoes first, then his shirt, and eventually his pants, leaving him in his boxers. Well, he had quite the built body, if anyone's ever seen one. Though, his near nakedness revealed more scars then he'd like to explain. "Quag!" Quagsire slapped its tail against the water. It created a rather big wave, pulling Furret under the water for a minute. He recovered quickly. That was a tail that could summon earthquakes... best be careful, Quagsire! "Ack!" Matt moved back, splashed. Next, he dove in to the rough surf. Luckily, the water wasn't as choppy near the edge. "Pfft! Darnit! Pfft!" Furret spat water out between swears. Gah! This sucks! Umbreon looked happily at his partner, and winked. A race to the water! Though, Espeon was a little faster, Umbreon had more endurance. She began the dash toward Matt, and Espeon followed like a dart. Oh my! All of them except Quilava will be in the water soon enough! Flygon decided to take this time to rest, picking up Quilava as she watched the antice of her friends. She was to tired to swim right now, maybe later. Quilava cuddled up into her short arms. Aah, bonding time.
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Post by Nero on May 19, 2007 19:17:47 GMT -5
Nero blinked, looking up, startled, at Matt. What had brought on this sudden playfulness in him? Too perplexed now to smile, he just stood there, dumbly, watching as he ran back to his own pokemon. He'd called himself sexy- was this the same boy that he'd met prior to that flight through the air? I mean, there was no doubt that Nero agreed on that description, but he was rather more...subtle about such things himself. He glanced around, noting that Banshee had disappeared again. He wondered where she went, and hoped that she'd be back soon... Slowly, cautiously, he made his way to the water's edge, peering across the open area at Matt and the others. He really didn't feel comfortable with stripping yet, so he plopped down on the dry sand, watching, nothing else to do. Matt would have to come back out and drag him in, it seemed.
Eevee swam out with the others, doggey paddling like a prow. "Vee!" He cried as he went up and over the huge wave, but he enjoyed it! "Eevee!" He tried to make his tail smack on the surface, too, but it was already drenched and did nothing. He swam over to Furret, deciding Furret was safer than Quagsire. Jibril ran and ran, her hooves sinking into the sand with each step. This sure was tiring! But she loved the scent of the water, the sound of the waves, and the feel of the nice warm sand. She ran back and forth, whinnying. Natu saw the two pokemon- fire and dragon- cuddling together, and was about to join them. It looked like Flygon's shoulder would be a nice pertch! But as he started to hop over, Jibril rushed past, covering him in sand. He cried out, cawing and flapping his wings, his stubby little legs sticking out of the sand. Chrono sat in the sand, sighing. His new friend, Quilava, seemed to be busy. The humans were in the water. Jibril was running around like a madhorse, and he couldn't hope to match her speed, and Banshee was gone. He dug and dug at the sand, hardly getting anywhere, in his boredom. Butterfree, however, was not doing anything. He landed next to Chrono, cooing encouragement. They would dig a tunnel all the way to...whatever was on the other side of the world! Butterfree's antennae twitched excitedly.
Further off down the beach, Banshee sat, growling to herself. She still wasn't content...she had to go off somewhere, and do something, but what? She had so much pent up emotion...what could she do? She paced- prowled, more like- between the rocks that dotted this part of the shore. Her wings flexed, braced to flip open at the slightest impulse, and have her flying.
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Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 19, 2007 20:47:08 GMT -5
Yea, Matt was a strange one. He tried to keep himself chipper... and the little ride got his blood pumping. He just wanted to play, regress back to the childhood he was robbed of... it was almost depressing. Almost... "Heh, C'mon, don't you wanna play with us?" Matt giggled, grabbing and holding up Eevee. Umbreon belly-flopped the water hapily. She'd won! Though, she did get a head start on her best friend. 'Kyah!' She called, everyone else heard an excited growl. Espeon tackled his lover, and held him underwater to the near extent of his lungs. 'Pree!' he called, splashing playfully. It was nice, to have some time to relax from their fun. She loved her little opposite. They got along so well. Almost like brothers, but closer. "Gah, you're such a dumbass," Furret climber atop Quagsire. "But, You make a good float." He shook off his wet fur, spraying Matt, and the Eeveeloutions. 'Hey!' Umbreon shook back. She liked this game. Let's see who could annoy the other first. "Gah!" Furret curled up on Quagsitre's belly, which was now facing upward. "I give up." 'You're no fun.' Umbreon went back to water-wrestling with Espeon. "Quag!" Quagsire had gone to floating on his back. It was nice and cool on his back side, and nice and warm on his belly. The perfect combo. Though, Furret made a napping spot out of his belly. Meh, he'd get over it. Today was a lazy day. Quilava hopped from Flygon's arms to go see Chrono. She peered in the hole for a moment, before sticking her own paws in and digging. She was moving much faster, and starting to dig playfully, trying to cheer him up. "Fluuy!" Flygon went up behind Nero quietly, and stopped very close to him. She caught Matt's grey eyed gaze, and gave a wink. Her next action might get her in big trouble. She splashed her clawed hands on Nero, and gave a mighty heave. She easily picked up Nero, and even if he struggled, she would drop him into the waves.
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Post by Nero on May 19, 2007 21:35:56 GMT -5
Nero silently listened to Matt. Did he want to play? Did he really, ever, even play? Nero wasn't the best at playing... Though it would be fun, he thought, to let go and relax for a while. He was debating joing them when he was lifted up. He gasped aloud, and struggled, turning to try and see his attacker. "Hey...!" he declared, finally seeing that it was Flygon. A flash of the green skin told him this much. "Put me down, girl!" Eevee laughed in his squeaky voice as Matt picked him up. He waved a paw at his owner, but was otherwise content to be held. Yes, he liked this holding business, just like he enjoyed the water business. Chrono smiled at Quilava as she came over and began digging. He really enjoyed her company, and it mad him work twice as hard! He dug and dug, his claws sinking deep into the sand, but though he removed a lot of sand, sand tumbled down to fill the abandoned spots. Even the damp sand, really, let the lighter, dryer sand fall down to the bottom. He scowled and, in a fit of annoyance, let loose a burst of Ember at the sand itself. Butterfree jumped, startled, and took to the air. Fire would be the end of him! "Free, free!" He scolded. I could have caught on fire! But Chrono was satisfied now, his temper cooling. Jibril was attracted by the flame, and came to a stop next to the hole. She whinnied as if to ask what was going on, her head tilted tothe side curiously. Natu was just climbing out of the sand pile, and waddled over, shaking sand off of his precious feathers. Only, instead of stopping at the whole -apparently the pit of fire pokemon - he went to the water's edge, and hopped in, looking like a bobber.
Meanwhile, Banshee was starting to feel better. Just a bit, but it was a start... She turned, looking over to the splashes, wondering what it was like to have friends again. She'd had them in the past, in the darkest of times...but now that she didn't need to rely on anyone... were they still friends? Step by step, she made her way back.
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Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 19, 2007 23:46:07 GMT -5
"Aayuh!" Flygon giggled, or made the noise closest to a giggle she could manage. With a little grunt, she threw him into the surf. This would be nice. Flygon would force Nero to be friendly toward Matt if it killed her. She sensed a connection... and her senses were barly ever wrong. "Aah!" Matt covered his face with his hand as he was splashed. "See? I knew you wanted to." He played with a wink. Then, he did a rather surprising thing, he threw his arms around Nero's midsection. Was that a hug? ...Well, yes, it was! Aww! Matt rather liked this new kid. "Heh, how cute." Furret cooed, yawning loudly. Man, he couldn't stay up much longer at this rate. And, worse, he didn't even know what was making him so tired. "Quaaa." Quagisre yawned too. It was a ripple effect. One yawn, then many yawns. He wasn't tired though. He was having the time of his life, floating up and then down on the beach. "Rea." Umbreon pounced Espeon again. In the back of her mind, she worried about Banshee. She wondered where the Houndoom had gone, and it worried her. But, she decided to drown both herself, and her worries in the moment, and just be content with herself. "Pree." Espeon cooed, looking at Umbreon with big sad purple eyes. He knew something was wrong, and he was gonna find out what too. Why would she act like this? It wasn't... it wasn't like her. She was worried about that Houndoom again, wasn't she? "Qui!" It had become a race now. Quilava dug her own hole, faster and faster by the minute. She would beat Chrono! Her pride depended on it.
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Post by Nero on May 19, 2007 23:55:32 GMT -5
"AH!!!" Nero cried out, landing with a big splash! He went in; trench coat and all. now THAT would be fun to dry... He landed in a deep enough spot that he went completely under, only to bob back up, spluttering. He spit out water, trying to get his feet on the sandy bottom. "What was that for??" he scowled, finally standing, his boots and pants weighing him down immensely. He felt arms around his middle, and glancing around he saw it was Matt. Again with the hugs? "You happy now?" he asked with a smirk. "I'm in... can't swim much, but I'm in..." With that, he tugged out of Matt's grasp, and tackled him into the water. Eevee swam around, giggling to himself, watching the pokemon and humans play. However, he, too, got caught in the yawning fit, and yawned widely- just as some water went in. He coughed and coughed until he cleared his airways again. Chrono dug on, desperate to beat Quilava, to show her his worth. He couldn't stand it if he lost to her... That would be such a shame! Butterfree and Jibril were there with him, though, so he believed he had a chance...that is, until Jibril turned and cheered Quilava on! He scowled and redoubled his efforts, sand flying. Natu bobbed up and down even higher now, with the humans playing in the water. He cawed and looked around, bumping into Rafael as he drifted.
Banshee came to a stop within sight of the fire pokemon digging, and to where she could see the group playing in the water. She inched over, creeping slowly across the sand, making it past the fire pokemon. She still wasn't sure if she wanted to join...
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Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 20, 2007 2:07:01 GMT -5
Matt looked hurt at first, when Nero pulled away... but he pulled out a quick smile when he hit the water. Eventually, he forced himself back up. Man, Matt was hungry... how had he only just now noticed? Oh well, maybe Nero was hungry too? Surely the boy had to eat sometime. The sun was beginning to set on the day. "Hey, I'm hungry, whadya say I make us some food?" It was more a rhetorical question than anything. He got out of the water to begin making them all something to eat. As he spoke, he began to remove his boxers... the only thing keeping him from being entirely naked. Though, he didn't mind. He'd had to change in front of people all the time. It was a practiced habit. "You know, Nero, I have some dry clothes you can wear." He said, urging Flygon forward. She waited obediently as he pulled a set of dry clothes for the boy, and a pair of underwear for himself. The fact that he was naked didn't seem to bother either of them. He spent a minute re-dressing himself, and then he was fine. None of it seemed to faze him at all! "C'mon guys, dinner!" He called, and they all moved from wherever they were to help him cook up a meal. "You all know what to do." He smiled. Espeon, Umbreon, Furret and Quagsire all scanned the ground for any form of wood to burn. They came back every short while to drop it all into a formation. From that pile, Matt pulled the driest pieces, and set them in a nice pile. Quilava was next up. With a quick breath, she ignited it easily. Then, Matt began to rummage through a sort of saddlebag attached at Flygon's hip. He pulled out a kettle first, and then a nice little rig to hold it over the fire. Next came the ingredients... dried meats and veggies. Man, he was prepared for a journey! "All you need is love...!" He began singing out there sort of songs, mostly to entertain himself. And, as he sang, he cut and prepared foods, dumping them into the pot, which, thanks to Quagsire was soon full of water as well.
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Post by Nero on May 20, 2007 2:20:30 GMT -5
With a sigh, Nero decided he sucked at playing. He had tried, at least, so Matt couldn't blame him. He followed the boy out of the water, though he hesitated when he realized that the other was actually getting naked! He averted his eyes, but not before he saw too much for his own liking at this point. He turned completely around, covering up his embarassment by calling for Eevee and Natu, waiting until his pokemon had paddled over to him. He scooped them up and let them sit on either shoulder as he walked onto the sand. Food sounded good to Nero. And dry clothes... "You do? Thanks, I'll need to borrow some... I had my own, but..." he motioned to his soaked belongings. "They're wet too..." He raised an eyebrow, a shadow of a grin on his face. He wasn't mad at all, just...amused? Or maybe he was too fond of Matt to really blame him. He just knew he needed some better people skills...
Attracted by food, Chrono and Jibril walked over, eagerly looking around. Nero patted Jibril's muzzle, and smirked at Chrono. "You two been holding up fine here? Lazy bums, you shouldda swam with us!" he teased, and Chrono scowled at him. Chrono helped to gather any wood that might be needed, as Quilava took care of lighting the flame. Eevee and Natu sat next to the blaze, quickly drying off. The air was starting to chill Nero through his soggy attire, and he glanced at Matt again. "About those clothes...?" Nero was a fire trainer, not a water or ice trainer, for a reason... Butterfree spotted Banshee before the others, and flew over toward her, slowly persuading her to come to the camp. She finally got her to accept by mentioning food- Banshee was sure hungry by now... Sh came, feigning nonchalance, and sat next to Nero.
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Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 20, 2007 2:45:44 GMT -5
Matt stopped singing for a moment to grab the clothing from Flygon. She was still holding it. "Here, we're about the same size. Should fit ya fine." He tossed them nonchalantly at Nero. He expected the boy to do the same as himself, dress right here... though some part of him said that the boy wouldn't. He was obviously not as used to stripping and dressing in uniform in front of tons of people. Matt didn't blame him. "It should be done cooking soon-ish." He smiled, dipping his wooden sthingy into it for a taste. Just a little longer. He liked cooking with his Pokémon. It was a nice bonding activity. He did everything from bathing to sleeping with them. No wonder they were so loyal. "Qui." Quilava started to follow Chrono closely. If he wasn't careful, he'd almost step on her! Could she be any closer? Umbreon flopped over to lay on her side. There, she was much more comfy, and she could eat from this position. And, the food smelled so good! She couldn't wait! "Pree" Espeon cooed as she watched Matt cook. He was still singing. And, hey! He wasn't too bad at it either. She scooted closer, until her head was close enough to rest in his lap. They she lay it, quite in the way as he was cooking. He didn't mind, though. He liked her company. Quagsire sat down in the sand, yawning from time to time. Eventually, he fell over, asleep. The sand made a 'pish' as he hit it, but then he was silent. Well, it could be worse... he could snore. He wasn't hungry anyway. He was plenty fat enough to keep himself happy. "You're such a chef!" Furret rushed up onto Matt's shoulder, peering excitedly into thier dinner. He was just as excited as the rest of them. A fresh cooked meal every day sure beat the Pokéfood that most trainers fed thier pocket pets. "Thanks... hey, look, it's done guys!" He took out a dozen wooden bowls that were inside the cauldron at first. Wow, did those bags ever end? Matt gave a good helping to each person and Poké that came up for one, leaving a small bowl for Quagsire, in case he woke up. Flygon bent down to eat hers... and had some difficulty. She kept trying to eat it... but as she stepped forward to take a bite, she kicked the bowl farther away. She had a dilemma before Matt decided to hold the bowl up for her. Poor thing.
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Post by Nero on May 20, 2007 3:01:08 GMT -5
Nero took the clothes and looked around, seeking a place to change. There wasn't really a spot to hide out here- it was all beach... so he attempted to do similar to Matt. He had Jibril stand still, and he changed behind her. He was tall enough it hid what he wanted to hide, and he didn't mind showing off his chest- he wasn't that buff or anything, but he wasn't flabby at least. He took pride in his body, even though it hardly ever got shown off... Once he was done, he patted Jibril, praising her, and set to laying his sodden clothes out on the sand to dry. These new dry clothes felt weird...they didn't cover all of him, like his former clothes did- wrist to ankle coverage on those. These were more...well, normal. Later, if they weren't dry, he'd ask his fire pokemon to help, but now- Matt had just called for food. He walked over and grabbed a few bowls, dishing them out to his pokemon. Jibril got one, Aladdin the Natu and Rafael the Eevee got one to share, as they were smaller. Chrono got his own, though he seemed a bit preoccupied with Quilava at the moment, so Nero just set his down. Senor the Butterfree got one for himself, which he began to eat greedily, and Banshee got her own. She sat next to Nero as he reclined in the sand to eat his portion, and licked her bowl clean quicker than any of them. "Houuunnn!" She growled happily. What good food!
"Mmmm... This is good, Matt," Nero commented, sending a glance in the other boy's direction. His pokemon cheered in agreement.
Chrono turned to face Quilava and grinned. "Char... Charmeleon?"
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Matt
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Imperfection is an art...[M:0]
Today is different, and tomorrow the same... It's hard to take the world the way that it came!
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Post by Matt on May 20, 2007 19:09:50 GMT -5
"Heh, thanks. I have a lot of practice." He nibbled a carrot slowly. It seemed as if he could nibble much faster if he wanted, but he was being lazy or something. Maybe he was daydreaming? Yea... that seemed to be it. His soft grey eyes seemed to have a milky tint to them as he looked off into the first few stars of the night. One was bound to wonder what he was thinking about. "Matt has always been a good cook. It's like magic." Furret cooed, sticking his face back into his bowl. He seemed so human... until he was lapping broth from a bowl with his tongue... Quilava made a little peep, and then proceeded to sit in Chrono's lap. Or, whatever seemed to be a lap for as close as he could come to one. "Qui." She snuggled up a bit. Espeon and Umbreon finished their stew, and quickly fell into sleep. It was a long day for the pair. They cuddled against each other, and make little coo-like noises until sleep entranced them into the dream world. "So... I only have one blanket." Matt concluded once he finished his meal. "Either... you sleep in the cold, or we share." He pulled a nice soft blanket from another bag. It looked awfully warming.
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Post by Nero on May 20, 2007 19:53:30 GMT -5
Nero, too, was daydreaming as he finished. He didn't mean to, but he let his mind wander. His gaze drifted to Matt, and he, without knowing it, stared at him with a sort of dazed expression on his face. Matt cmae in and out of his private musings, until Banshee nudged him, wondering why he was sitting so still. He jerked, as if waking up, and looked over at her. He smirked, and nudged her shoulder back, causing her to wag her tail meekly. At least she wasn't being ignored by him, as no one else seemed to have noticed her. He frowned at the mention of only one blanket... There were several problems with this. One, Nero liked boys, and even if Matt didn't, it would feel weird... well, cuz Nero was liking the guy, despite his attempts to not. Two, Nero didn't sleep in one position. He was one who rolled over a lot... There were others, but those were the main ones. And now, he looked over the blanket, trying to decide whether or not it was big enough for the both of them. Oh, he really hated the cold, even the slightest.... "If there's room..." he murmured. "We could share." At least he had given him the option. That was nice of Matt.
Natu sat next to Butterfree now, and the pair of them were dozing, with the Natu as a pillow. He didn't seem to care. Butterfree had his wings wrapped around himself, like a makeshift blanket. Eevee sat not too far from them, licking the remnants of the dinner off of his lips, and then giving himself a quick bath. Yes, he liked looking clean... Ponyta was standing a little ways off, having just finished her meal. She looked around at the others, wondering why they were getting ready for bed. She was ready for a run! She snorted and shook her head, her blue flame leaping in her restlessness. But it seemed no one would play with her... Chrono made a startled noise when Quilava jumped into his lap. He looked at her strangely, his head tilted, and was about to say something to her when he felt a sudden tingle. A white light enveloped him, and he felt himself growing, elongating, his back suddenly sprouting...something! And, when it was all clear, there was a Charizard sitting there. Chrono looked down at Quilava, startled at how small she was.
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Post by Matt on May 21, 2007 16:43:07 GMT -5
"Of course there's room!" Matt smiled, shaking out the blanket, which made it seem much bigger than it was folded up. Carefully, he laid it out, and crawled up underneath it for warmth. "I wouldn't offer if there wasn't room!" He held a part of the blanket up with an outstretched arm, as if to say, 'Come and get me!' It was still un-obvious as to weather Matt liked Nero or not. He kept his sexuality much to himself until he was asked. Either he was always this friendly to all guys, or he was very comfortable around Nero. Nero was probably hoping for the latter. Though, Matt was a little unsure about sleeping with Nero. He too, had odd sleeping habits. He cuddled. No matter what it was near him, he cuddled it. For years now, Espeon and Umbreon were his cuddle buddies... but now, with Nero there. Oh God, he hoped Nero wouldn't be offended by a sleepy cuddly him... Espeon and his mate had made themselves quite comfortable, even with out the cuddly boy. They were wrapped around each other, you almost couldn't tell which was which. If they weren't different colors, it would be exceptionally hard. Quagsire had woken up by now. He was a light sleeper. Seeing to food set out for him, he ate, and then plopped back into the sand for a nap. Flygon yawned, loudly and cutely, before curling up right next to Matt. She was much taller than he, but neither seemed to mind. Matt liked the company on a cold night. Though, tonight he could share his blanket with the cute boy. In the past, when Matt was poor, and didn't even have a blanket, they would all cuddle up together. Flygon's outstretched wing would protect them from the wind and rain. And, Quilava's flame would warm them on cold nights. It was so sweet... "G'night, all." Furret cooed, curling up at Matt's head. There, he would sleep, keeping Matt warm with his soft fur. He was surrounded by his friends! It was so nice... Quilava jumped rather high when Chrono started to glow. What the hell was that!? Once he was done growing... she rather enjoyed his new look. Very nice, and very powerful seeming. Just like Flygon. She made a loud 'chicker' and zipped up his back to his head. There, she looked down into his eyes, just as she had done to Flygon years before.
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Post by Nero on May 21, 2007 17:06:15 GMT -5
Nero was distracted when he saw a glow coming from behind him. Turning around, he saw it was Chrono who had evolved! The large lizard looked so cool! He wanted to go over and congratulate him, but he saw that Chrono and the Quilava were cuddling...so he left him alone. Plenty of time in the morning to go for a flight on his newest evolved pokemon. But now... He was getting chilly. These clothes, though thankfully warm, weren't like his layers he was used to wearing...so without further adue, he knelt and climbed under the blanket. He gave Matt enough space, not wanting to bother him. He hated that- being a bother to people, unless it was his ultimate goal. In this case, it certainly wasn't his goal... and he liked the company, and would rather not chase Matt off. As he got comfy and laid down on his back, Banshee came up beside him and laid down, turning slightly to rest her muzzle on his chest. She looked over at Matt, having forgiven him at least somewhat by now. She yawned widely, and tucked her wings in closer to her body. This would be the first night she'd slept outside, with her master... The others were spent in the Pokecenter, where only Chrono had been out, or when she had run away... But now, she was content. Rafael, upon seeing it was obviously bedtime, came over to cuddle. he laid in the crook of Nero's arm, licking his cheek before curling up into a ball, stuffing his nose into his clean, fluffy tail. Nero grinned and stroked his soft fur. "Looks like our pokemon know the warmest are... eh?" Butterfree and Natu were sleeping soundly now, undisturbed by any sounds. What good watch pokemon they were... Jibril sighed loudly, coming out in a huff, and walked over to the group. She laid at the foot of the two boys' make-shift bed, keeping their feet warm with her flame. She controlled it so nothing caught on fire, of course. Chrono flexed his wings, showing off for Quilava. "Charrr!" He growled, his voice much deeper. He turned head on his long neck to follow her movements as she went around and climbed up onto his head. He looked up at her as she looked down at him, and snorted smoke up at her, playfully.
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Post by Matt on May 21, 2007 20:38:17 GMT -5
"Sweet..." Matt yawned loudly, "Dreams..." and after that, he cuddled into a balled up portion of the blanket for sleep. He was exhausted by now! Man, what a long day... Just as he predicted, his old cuddle habit soon took effect. He curled up, closer and closer to Nero, until he was holding the poor boy. It was cute, from an outsider's view anyway. Neither of them knew what the other would think of this situation. And, his dreams tonight were strange as their situation... Was this a premonition? Did it have something to do with something that would happen in the future? Why was... he of all people in the dream!?
It all started as a flashback. A fight... a fight between him, and Rei, another soldier of the 'Bastards' as they've been dubbed. It was a match to the death. Rei's sword to Matt's bear hands... it didn't look good for Matt at all. He would die if he didn't think fast. "Why don't you give up, A-13?" Rei swung close to Matt's face. He dodged expertly, all he could do was dodge. "Never! Who do you think you are anyway?!" Matt cried, throwing a punch at Rei. The fist made contact, but didn't do too much damage. "If you refuse, then I shall just have to take matters in my own hands." Rei hit with his deadly katana this time... right on Matt's left eye. Blood poured from his open wound... he may have lost his eye sight forever!!
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And then, the dream changed, to a date in the future... this was a new day, and the rivalry between Rei and Matt had changed drastically. They didn't want to kill each other anymore, luckily.
Matt awoke suddenly to be looking into the cold brown eyes of Rei. A knife was pressed to his neck, and the younger boy was on top of him. Matt was almost afraid for his life... almost. Until... Rei kissed him? Wait... how did this happen? Rei was kissing him. "I've waited a long time for this..." Rei hissed, unbuttoning Matt's night shirt with a free hand. "Are you gonna rape me?" Matt said, careful not to cut himself on the blade. "If you object, I will." Rei smirked. "Alright, then I'll play along." and another sweet warm kiss was shared between the boys.
"Aaaah!" Matt shot to consciousness in the middle of the night, most likely waking Nero in the process.
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Post by Nero on May 21, 2007 20:58:49 GMT -5
Nero took a while to go to sleep. He wasn never one to lay down and be out like a light... He looked at the stars for a while, listened to Banshee sleeping. She made a few whimpers, perhaps dreaming of her tormented days. Nero woke her up each time, not wanting her to suffer hat sort of thing, and finally she went back to sleep and slept nicely. Rafael, however, was a light sleeper. Though he would go to sleep again each time Nero stirred, he still had to sit up and change position each time. His little paws jabbed into Nero's chest, and once or twice the furry tail went in his mouth, making him cough. But once Raffy had settled against his neck, and Nero was laying on his side, sleep finally came to him. Later on, he felt the arms around him, just barely sleeping. He was in that position between waking and dreaming, where you're aware, but not aware. All he knew was that the arms were warm and welcoming...and he snuggled back against Matt. Slowly, slowly, he began to dream. Only, his dreams weren't so love-orinted. No, he hadn't had much experience in love. There was a certain event in his past that caused him to be timid about relationships, and even without that...growing up with a serious lack of love, though not subjected to experiments and such, made him quite distant. This cuddle was a natural reaction, the innocence shown when one sleeps.
In his dream... He and Matt were still together, friends, comrades. They were in some far away land, many more pokemon in their PC's. Well, he truthfully never knew Matt's amount, but his own was quite large. And they were stalking something...an experiment of some sort, a pokemon gone mad. Slowly, the peaceful dream was turning into a nightmare...
The wind hissed through the near-death trees, making them moan. Nero felt a sudden chill that wasn't due to the temperature. No, something was watching them... He looked around, Matt at his side. Banshee and Chrono were next to him, and Matt had his Umbreon and Espeon. They all sensed it, and the pokemon were the first to locate it. Banshee, to be exact. She tilted her head back and let out a mournful wail, then darted into the woods. Nero ran after her, the branches clawing at him. There! He saw it through the trees, this monster. A firey blast shot his way, and he had to duck to avoid it. He heard Matt do the same behind him. But now, he was making his way up a hill... Banshee's howls grew louder and louder, though her voice was going further and further away. And then all he saw was blood. Blood everywhere, up to his ankles, dripping off trees... He turned to look for Banshee, and couldn't find her. Chrono, neither. And Matt-
He jerked awake with a start, the fear still pumping through his veins. "Matt! Geez, dude...what's wrong?"
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Post by Matt on May 22, 2007 15:19:33 GMT -5
“I had a… an interesting dream.” He wanted to say a bad dream, but it wasn’t really bad. Nightmares made you wake with a fear of returning back to sleep… but this was quite the opposite. He was quite excited to be called back into the dream world. Though, he did feel bad… cuddling Nero as he thought of that long since forgotten love. Maybe… Nero invoked it? It was a possibility; being around Nero perhaps made him dream such things. Though, a possibility isn’t a definite. Maybe he did like Nero more than he thought he did… “Let us return to our sleep, yes?” Matt gave a meek smile. He didn’t want Nero to worry about him. “In the morning, we head out of this beach, eh?” And, with that, Matt fell back into the blanket. He was careful to turn away from Nero, however. There was a little something that his dream enticed into happening… and, well, that something was bound to make Nero very, very uncomfortable. Heh, how Matt hated being a boy at times. Espeon peeked her head up. He had heard Matt’s outcry, and was worried at first. Though, he soon saw that nothing physically plagued him… and he well knew that a dream couldn’t hurt him. Dreams stung at the mind, not the body. As a psychic type, he knew such things. Umbreon jumped, as if to attack. What had made her Matt cry in pain like so? It was horrible! Only after some encouragement from Espeon did she settle back down. Nothing would hurt Matt, as long as she could help it. He was hers, and hers he would always be. Their bond was closer than any other could be imagined to be. And she knew that Espeon felt that bond too, so he didn’t worry when she said it would be fine. Flygon twitched as she half-woke for but a second. Matt would ask her if her help was needed. And, after no such calling, Flygon drifted back into a light sleep. She never slept heavily. Her body never full shut down into the processes of deep sleep as it does with everyone else. Like sleeping with only one eye open, Flygon was always ready. Quilava, Furret, and Quagsire didn’t seem as bothered. Much like the others, they stirred at the noise, but quickly found unconsciousness again. There was nothing to worry about. It would all be okay, Matt assured it by being so quiet about things. They knew him well… and he often woke with a shout. The first few times, it was unnerving, but now it was no big deal. “I…love…you.” Matt was more than half asleep by the time the words fell from his mouth. He wasn’t even aware of the fact he said it. He was talking to his dreams. He was muttering the confession to the unconscious madness that is the dream world. Though, Nero didn’t know who, or what he was speaking to. There was no way to determine whether he was talking to Nero, to his dreams, or his Pokémon… if it was his dreams, however… who was it he was seeing in them.
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Post by Nero on May 22, 2007 16:23:18 GMT -5
Nero offered a slightly reassuring smile. "It was just a dream..that's all..." he murmured, remembering his own with a chill. He sighed softly, sitting up and crossing his legs in front of him. He doubted that he could get back to sleep anytime soon... but he nodded anyway. Yes, go back to sleep, and then leave the beach in the morning... Could the beach have caused his dream? He wasn't scared of the water, that was for sure... and as for this feeling of confusion, he had no clue what it was caused by. Matt, maybe? The whole experiment thing..? Banshee sat up, having been startled awake, as with the rest of Nero's pokemon. She stretched herself in a very feline way, being the lithe and flexible creature she was. Her yawn, however, was more ferocious; all the fangs and the hint of charred flesh. She stood and did a complete circle, then laid back down, seeing there was no trouble. Jibril, at their feet, had jumped up when the boys jerked awake. She snorted, her beauty sleep interupted by this seemingly pointless event. She left them to go lay down next to Aladdin. However, the little bird pokemon wasn't so...little anymore. Natu had evolved into a Xatu! She didn't seem to mind, and Butterfree was now simply sleeping on Aladdin's wing instead of his body. Xatu, too, didn't appear disturbed... Chrono stirred when hearing his master's distress. His eyes snapped open, and flames burned in the back of his throat, ready to attack- but there was no need, and he calmed down as soon as Quilava did. He lowered himself to the ground this time, though, to curl up in a circle. His neck had gotten quite stiff from sitting there...
Nero sighed softly, stretching. He might as well try to fall asleep at least... He picked up Rafael and cuddled him a bit, feeling a bit sad that there would be no more cuddling. He vaguely remembered it, now that he was awake. Though he would never admit it, he quite liked the cuddling... Glancing at Matt, he just caught the murmured words. At first, he thought it was he himself being spoken to- that Matt thought that, since all the pokemon were sleeping, he might as well say it. But at a glance, Nero could tell he was sleeping. Ah, so it must be someone in his dream...a girlfriend, probably...
Nero finally went to sleep, but woke up a few short hours later, before Matt or anyone else. He stood, trying not to disturb the other boy, and walked through the semi-darkness to the water. He was a fan of cold morning showers, and the water would have to be a good substitute. He stripped, and dove in. His clothes were still there, near the water's edge, hopefully dry by now.
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Post by Matt on May 24, 2007 15:03:41 GMT -5
Matt woke up not too long after Nero. He normally slept longer, but the stirring of his partner had woken him. By the stars was his dream exciting! Well, not so exciting as much as they contained things that he rather liked dreaming about. He would never tell Nero, of course. The content of his unconscious thoughts was a secret that he wouldn’t even tell his Flygon. Slowly, and groggily, he headed out toward the water. He looked at the ground, and noted that the clothes he had given Nero were sitting there beside him. That meant that the boy was at least somewhat uncovered. Matt still was unsure about weather he liked that sign or not… “You always wake this early?” He called out to his swimming friend. Matt intended to startle the cute boy. He liked joking around as such. It was almost part of him. Luckily, Nero got to meet this part of his personality, and not the dark and scary him. Normally, his voice was soft and kind. His pretty grey eyes shone with ambition and love. But, that was just normally. At times, his grey eyes turned cold, and his voice was hard and commanding. He could be your best friend, but he could also be your worst enemy. Matt was a dangerous man, and he knew it. He had killed a man before… and that was something he regretted later. He wasn’t unemotional in any book… and the scars of his past haunted him daily. Night by night, he fell asleep in worry. He considered his own life sad… His mere existence made him sick sometimes. There were points where he just wanted to end it all. He didn’t want to continue on this existence he so hated. A dog, that’s all he was. He was but a soldier for an evil people. But, he was sworn to fulfill his purpose, as he saw it. He was positive that he would bring down LOIC, as they called themselves. He would do it from the inside… no matter what it took. He would fight, and he would win. Torture and horrible things passed through his sight… but he would prevail! Nothing could stop him!
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Post by Nero on May 24, 2007 21:14:22 GMT -5
Rafael and Banshee had run after him, playing in the shallows while he washed himself in the lake. The water felt cool against his bare skin, though it was rather cool. It made him shiver like crazy at first, but he gritted his teeth and bore it. And now, when he was about to get out- he didn't take that long of baths, after all- he heard Matt's voice calling to him. He jumped, ducking under the water. He'd almost forgotten he wasn't alone... Banshee and Rafael hadn't even barked or anything to let him know Matt was coming... They were still chasing each other through the shallows. Butterfree, too, was up now; flying right along behind Matt. "Free, free!" It cried, flying past the boy and out over the water.
"Not normally!" Nero confessed, peeking back out once he was confident Matt couldn't see anything below his shoulders. "I sleep in a lot... It's just...I couldn't get back to sleep, so I decided not to fight it...." Water dripped into his face, and he shook his head, sending droplets flying. The hair that was usually a sexy mess anyway, drooping and hanging in his face, plastered to his forehead, stood out against his paler skin, shadowing his face. "How about you?" He hadn't even thought of accidently waking the boy up... he prided himself in being sneaky...
Now, Ponyta was up, hearing the voices. She yawned widely. "ponynyyyyyyyyyta!" She cantered around the area, whinnying, waking everyone else up. She wanted to play! Aladdin got up now, and saw that he had evolved... how strange! He was much taller now! "Xaaaatu!" he said, his voice hauntingly beautiful. His wings were much, much larger now. And lastly, Chrono. He yawned with a grunt, and opened his eyes, not moving least he wake up Quilava.
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Post by elyk123 on Apr 15, 2009 4:08:22 GMT -5
hi
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