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Julie stood on her tippy toes and dusted her mother's shelf on the wall after having removed the books lined up on it. She'd already swept the dust from the clock and nightstand and had tossed the pillowcases sitting on the couch chair by the window in the washer.

It was Monday. The weekend had consisted of her lying in bed, Veela, watching two episodes of Passion Bullet that she took a liking to, and helping her mother around the house like she was now. Tomorrow was Tuesday, when her two days of weekday suspension ended. She'd gotten around to painting her nails with a fresh layer of sky blue, which had brightened her mood for some time.

Her mother had just finished making her bed and closed the curtains, turning on the lamp beside it. She sat on the mattress and watched Julie set the duster down, then begin to put the books back as they were. "Julie."

She set the first book on the end of the shelf and turned to face her.

"I want to know how you've been feeling. You've been in bed since Friday and barely spoke or ate over the weekend."

"I feel okay. I think I'm ready to go back."

"You think, or you know? Be honest, sweetie. If you aren't emotionally stable right now, you can stay home. Your health is more important."

"I'll be okay, Mom. It was one bad instance," she said with a rueful grin. "I can do it."

"That was the first occurrence? No one has ever picked on you before that boy?"

"...No. I'll be okay. I promise."

"Okay..." She opened her arms and beckoned Julie over.

She went and leaned into the embrace her mother pulled her into, sitting on her lap and resting her cheek on her shoulder while staring at the wall.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, sweetie." She hugged Julie and rubbed her back with her hand. "You're the kindest girl. I don't understand how anyone could call you such awful names or put their hands on you."

Julie shut her eyes and blew silent air through her mouth. "I know. I appreciate it. I just want everything to be calm. I'm almost done."

"If anything happens, whether it's another person or your emotions, don't hesitate to come to me. It doesn't matter if I come home at midnight from a never-ending shift, and it will never matter how old you are."

"Thank you." She kissed her shoulder, exhaling afterward.

"Jule... has it affected your depression at all?"

"No."

"I'm sorry. I know you dislike talking about it."

"I was fine before this happened," Julie said.

"That's good to know... I was thinking, though."

"Hm?"

"Pokémon are great emotional support candidates. One's like indeedee are among the most popular because of their ability to read emotions. One works at our Center and makes every customer's day."

Julie held her breath for a second and momentarily tensed her fingers. "No, it's fine, Mom."

"I just want you to have a good quality of life." She rubbed Julie's back some more. "I'll stop poking you."

---

Julie was on her way to school the following morning. She passed it and pulled her bike into the plaza across the street from it, getting off to walk it through the lot toward the mart with a few cars and two saddled donphan parked. One let out a deep "phan" and flicked its trunk at her.

Whatever that meant.

Julie turned onto the sidewalk lined with quiet, dusted stores and took her hand from one of her handlebars while strolling, sticking it out and letting the short cemented poles in the ground before each parking space tap and push her palm back.

She set her bike by the wall upon reaching it, pushing out its kickstand and opening the market's door. A bell jingled above it as she did.

"Welcome!" the older male cashier chimed without looking up from his blue Poképad.

"Hi," Julie replied softly while making a beeline to the back of the store past shelved goods, passing a kadabra stocking shelves with psychic. It pulled canned foods out of a box.

"Must have just started working here," she mumbled.

Under Accordian law, bipedal pokémon could legally work a select number of jobs four years after hatching after obtaining a license voluntarily to avoid forced labor. Jobs included serving at restaurants, janitorial work, stocking, and more. Generally, quadrupeds barely saw job opportunities. A set of paws limiting their capability and a mouth for holding and carrying directly broke sanitation laws. However, they found work in mining facilities and other jobs requiring manual labor.

She stopped at a stand in a corner with tied plastic bags of berries sitting on ice, looking over the various types. She'd gotten lum last time, but Julie wanted to get Midnight something he hadn't tasted in a while, so she grabbed a bag of sliced oran ones to compact their size and took it up front, standing before the cashier, who was immersed in his device.

"Excuse me," Julie said in a meek tone after nearly half a minute passed, eyeing the bulky pad in his hands that he was tapping away at on its clicky assortment of buttons.

It was still odd seeing those. None were manufactured anymore, and the only people who still held onto them and got them fixed constantly at willing electronic stores were older towns, cities, and third-world regions that weren't actively developing. Her mother had also been forced to toss her gear and get a cell phone in order to keep her job at the Center, but she kept her old gear in her closet.

Julie had to repeat a bit louder for the man to hear her. "...Excu... Excuse me."

The man lowered it and looked up, then quickly set it down. "Ah, apologies apologies. I did not realize."

"It's okay." Julie set the bag on the counter. "Just these."

He took the bag and typed on the computer.

Modern cities and daily life in them didn't allow Pokégear or any other makes to thrive and had pushed society to transition over time. Only in the last five years had it truly been voiced by politicians and tech companies through campaigns and frequent advertising. World governments had been wary about the effects new technology would have on society, just as they had been with vehicles after first introducing them.

"Two hundred twenty," he said.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out cash from her wallet, counting three off-blue colored bills and two dull silver coins that were slightly smaller than her palm with a detailed outline of a great ball carved into their surfaces. She handed them over while taking the oran bag.

The coins started tiny; in Johto, the smallest one with the most negligible value was bronze and had the outline of a common pokéball carved into it. The most valuable, which held the value of 135, equivalent to one pokébill, was a shiny gold with a carved ultra ball on it.

Bills functioned similarly. They had numbers stating the value on each corner, but different pokémon were the face of them the higher in value they got. For instance, pidgey was on the weakest bill while Ho-oh and Lugia were on the strongest.

The man glanced at the money and put it in the register. "Good day." He nodded her off, pulling his pad back up with a grin and returning to noisy tapping.

"Bye." Julie started turning. "And uh, y-you too," she added before heading out the door. Julie got on her bike once outside and sighed, riding through the still lot other than some people entering shops.

A minute later, she entered school while holding a bag of berries at her side, relieved that she wouldn’t have to see Ricky on her first day back.

As the math teacher had stated, posters were plastered on walls above lockers showing Brycen in his signature blue outfit and mask. 'Upcoming film event in the auditorium. Visit the office for more info!' it read.

She just wanted to graduate already. She couldn’t wait to graduate— for the most part, anyway. Julie spotted Midnight strolling down the hallway. He was far from her locker and seemed to be roaming aimlessly until he they'd caught each other; he trotted and sat at her locker.

Other than Midnight being on her mind all weekend, Julie had thought about what Alyssa said. Julie may start being kind or at least cordial to more people. The more she considered her behavior, such as barely looking in the direction of others and refusing to speak to anyone unless approached couldn't come across well.

As she made her way through groups of students walking to classes or at their lockers, she received a few glances, but this time she timidly greeted a few of them, even giving a slight grin. A girl whom Julie saw daily as their lockers were in proximity to each other shot her an odd look. Others smirked or snickered.

“Ugh, Ricky was right. Alyssa was right, but that’s okay. I’ll try to fix my reputation, even if just a little,” Julie mumbled and arrived at her locker with a small grin, as Midnight was sitting before it.

She kneeled, taking his cheeks into her gloved palm and the side of her occupied hand. She squeezed them and spoke quietly. “I missed you, cutie. I got you a treat too."

"Mmb..." Midnight could only sit there. She held him in place rather firmly. He tried to glance in the direction of the oran berries that he could barely look at.

"Feel sorry for you."

Julie looked up and saw Leia putting her backpack in her locker.

She looked at her with a sneer. "No boyfriend the entire four years you've been here. No friends but one edgy pity party with straight C's, and you're always wearing a lame hoodie or something."

Leia eyed Julie up and down. "Ricky was right, and so is anyone here with a voice and social life— you trend around here, in case you weren't aware. Pathetically easy to talk about. Be a loner all you want, but you meet the school's fuckin' umbreon at your locker almost every day too? The jokes write themselves.

Seriously, we all see it and laugh about you at lunch. It's just no one's said it to your face, but you've gotta know. I'm tired of watching you be a total reject next to my locker. You could be so much better with those looks. Instead, you're eighteen and can't stand in front of a class." She bit her lip under a devious smile. "No one's forgetting the time you literally couldn't finish a speech and got sent back to your seat, crying at seventeen. Get a grip and a life already."

She faced Julie and shrugged. "Or be the weird girl who'd like to think she's worth something while practically dating a pokémon." She shut the door. "Bit too late now, though, huh?"

Julie didn't even know what to say. She watched her walk away and glanced at others stifling giggles or grinning; her cheeks flushed all over again.

Leia stopped before a group of three girls from Ecruteak, who were grinning at their lockers, and looked at the one in the middle about a year younger than Julie. She was a tan brunette with some weight on her. "And... sorry, Gelica, buttt you're grouped with Julie. You may not be the definition of a reject, but you're nothing close to beauty..." Leia eyed her body down and up to her face. "Nothing close, and you lack the smarts too. So, you don't get to laugh with us." She raised her eyebrows. "Just reminding you girls of your places, hun. Good day."

Julie glanced at Angelica as Leia left, who now looked as if she'd lost a loved one, and her friends only stood there and tried to comfort her through talk.

Was Leia right too, though? People watched Julie, but how closely, and was Julie genuinely a target for constant gossip? Julie could foresee people bullying her more directly for the fun of it; it'd destroy her.

She should have learned to expect this odium after two years, but it had gotten progressively worse with time. Her chest was tight enough that it could implode her ribcage, her face was hot, and her throat firmed enough to make swallowing difficult.

She wanted to burst into a fit of tears. The only thing keeping her together right now was—

She shifted her eyes back to Midnight, focused on him, and tuned out the surrounding disdain, nearly whispering after the moments she used to calm herself within their union. "Locker room hall after my next two classes...” Julie released his cheeks, giving him the ability to nod.

Midnight peered down the hall Leia went down while holding his tail upright with a huff and growl beneath his breath.

She stood and grabbed her book, water, and supplies. She shoved her backpack and the berries inside her locker and paced to class with her head down. She could feel the stares.

Tears welled in her eyes. Everyone thought that way about her, didn't they? She was a pissy, stuck-up, self-absorbed bitch who adored the school's property and despised everyone.

The hoodies and jackets she'd worn to school since 9th grade had always provided her comfort in social settings, on top of it being cold in most classrooms. Now she hated the fact that she still did.

And yes, Julie got deathly nervous presenting before people, which her condition had worsened. The time Leia was referring to was during speech class, where Julie had to stand in front of twenty students and the teacher to read a five-hundred-word essay on climate around Johto aloud. She'd already cried herself to sleep the night before because of her father, so her mind was in an awful place.

Her heart had been pounding hard enough to burst from her ribcage, and turbulence built within before it was even her turn. Julie had watched other students present, some giving confident performances with little to no hiccups, others stuttering or visibly nervous, but when Julie went up, it was a disaster.

Her voice was shaky from the start; she threw in a lot of 'uh's and um's' alongside stuttering, but halfway through, she somehow lost her place and repeated the same sentence twice, which threw her off and embarrassed her, and she froze with a drawstring in her fingers. In front of everyone.

It was utterly silent.

One could hear equipment creak and other classes in session outside the door. Everyone stared at her, awaiting her next word, but Julie couldn't say anything. She tried to and kept stammering and stopping. Her face was red, and she could have pissed herself after hearing a few snorts, subtle giggles, and seeing others hide smiles.

After almost a minute, which felt more like an hour, the teacher dismissed her back to her seat, where tears started coming that she wiped away and tried to hide, but some people noticed.

The teacher ended up giving her a C for her subpar performance.

What a fantastic thing to come back to. Julie would still try her best to change. Maybe they were right. They didn't even know what contemptible acts she'd committed with Midnight on the grounds of this very school.

Julie stopped before the door to regional history and faced the wall so passing students couldn't see her face. She sniffled, took a deep, wavery breath, and shut her eyes while tilting her head to the ceiling. "You're okay. You're okay..." Julie whispered and lowered her head. She reached and wiped the tears from under her eyes and on her cheeks while taking calm breaths.

Then contorted her face and winced, cutting an audible whimper as more tears came. Julie wiped them as they formed. Her heart wrenched and breaths skipped. Julie wanted to go home. She wanted to turn around, pick up Midnight on her way down the hall, and walk home.

Upon clearing her face up enough, she entered class and went to her desk, where she set her bag down. Julie sat while awaiting the teacher, taking a pencil from her bag and setting it on Jane's desk without looking.

Jane grinned. "How sweet... but I brought one this time, Jules." She set it back on Julie's desk. "I'll remember that you thought of me, though."

Julie ignored that and slouched in her chair, sighing, but glanced aside at Max's eyes on her, and he didn't say good morning this time.

"Restless night?"

"I guess." She shrugged, shooting her eyes between him and Jane. Did they know of her and Midnight? Maybe students were spreading it around and would make her the school's laughingstock, although she was already.

Julie sat up when the teacher entered and wiped the whiteboard. She wanted to hide under a rock.

---

This time, both classes lasted for what felt like hours, mainly because she couldn't stop combining what degrading remarks Ricky and Leia had said to her. However, she'd taken notes and focused on the lectures as much as she could.

She exited science and took off her jacket, tying it around her waist while walking.

After walking through the halls to get to her locker, Julie waited at it until enough minutes passed that the halls cleared out and students were in their next classes. She spotted the school's janitor, an older man with a receding hairline in a tee and jeans, exit the locker room hall with his cleaning cart and pass her. He gave a formal grin that Julie returned.

When he turned down the hall at the bench, she swapped her books and water with the berries in her locker, then went to the hall where she and Midnight were supposed to meet again and saw him waiting by the locker room doors while a boy leaned over and petted him.

Julie slowed and pretended to mosey until he finished and passed her while barely shooting her a glance. After he was out of sight, she cleared the distance and went into the short hall with Midnight, crouching in front him. She glanced back several times at the hall's open entrance that anyone could walk past. “So, I got suspended… for a stupid reason, but I'm back now."

"And I think we have a bit of catching up to do, hm?" Julie grinned and scratched under his chin.

Midnight, in response, nuzzled his cheek against her knee and thigh.

“I’ve got my next class, but I wanted to tell you what we did together last Wednesday... I want that again.”

Midnight nodded with erect ears.

“I knew you would too. I don't have a safe place in mind yet, but I'll think of one. Wait by the restroom until everyone clears out for lunch." Julie traced her fingers along the back of his neck. "And here." She took off one of her gloves and untied the bag carefully not to spill the juice at the bottom, taking four berry slices out. She popped two into her mouth and chewed the sweetly, zesty pungent tart blend with a touch of spiciness on the way down. It was truly a unique berry.

She sometimes got oran smoothies from restaurants in Goldenrod. It was a hit-or-miss flavor. It was a complete miss for Alyssa, who preferred kasib, which was full of significantly more processed sugar.

She handed the next two to Midnight, holding them before him and smiling enough to bring out the dimples in her cheeks as he leaned and slightly opened his mouth to take them.

He sat back after he did and chewed while swaying his tail, glancing at her smile while the berries popped against his teeth. "Umbre," he said after swallowing, licking his lips.

"'Welcome," Julie replied with a quiet giggle and reached to scritch under his chin, watching him glow up. "I never ask, but what do you do when school ends? Do you have a home you go to? Anyone or another pokémon to keep you company?"

He eyed her before shaking his head.

"But you're taken care of, right?"

"Bre." He nodded.

Julie could do better— no, she would do better. Midnight would get infinite hugs and kisses and some more for good measure if he were under her care.

She took a few minutes to feed him the rest of the bag before planting a parting kiss on the head, then slipped her glove back on and flexed her fingers for a tight fit. She walked off and dropped the bag in a bin nearby. Luckily, only a few students had been around, but enough were, which had given them a free conversation at the cafeteria tables.

Her touch had brought a slight shiver out of him. Midnight watched her soon turn the corner and disappear from his view, his rings gradually fading to their inactive state.

---

Julie sat through math, received the test she'd taken on Wednesday, and was finally let out for lunch. "At least I got a B." She sighed, drinking some water.

The halls were essentially empty in minutes since many students were already in the cafeteria, minus teachers and faculty going on break or getting things done around the school. Julie wouldn’t completely miss lunch this time.

Alyssa's suspicion would rise if she did.

Julie walked past a couple of people going through or arranging their lockers, soon turning a right down the hall and seeing Midnight by the restroom. “You’re an obedient one, aren’t you?” Julie grinned while crouching before him. All the squatting she’d been doing had become a small exercise. “I’m going to go to the cafeteria, but I was thinking, and… the next best place would be that one classroom that’s never used? Room 200.”

Ever since the teacher who had previously taught origami quit, the school abandoned the class and never sought to hire anyone else. The room hadn’t been used for about a year; the only person who ever went in there was the janitor for general upkeep during lunch from what Julie had overhead from faculty discussion in the halls now and again, and even then, it wasn’t daily since it was never occupied, so some luck would be involved. She would have to check and see if it was open on the day they chose.

Midnight nodded promptly.

“It’ll be Saturday before we know it, so how does tomorrow at lunch sound? Just… be there?”

"Umbre."

"See you then." Julie kissed the ring on his forehead and sauntered to the cafeteria, having confirmed their second assignation. She turned down the third hall and saw Alyssa walking through the cafeteria doors, jogging to catch up with her. She had on a gray hoodie with a man in glasses from an animation on the back, which Julie saw. On the front was a woman drinking from a plastic cup through a straw. "Hey."

Alyssa looked behind her and smirked. “Came to lunch this time?” She nudged Julie with her shoulder while they passed tables and walked toward the lunch line, with some students among many shooting glances at Julie, but not enough for her or Alyssa to notice.

“Whatever."

“And you wore a normal outfit?” She giggled a bit.

“Give me a break. I didn’t know what I was thinking last time, and who's on your hoodie?”

"Wayi and Tatsi Itsaguri... siblings. From a show you don't watch. It's like action and slice of life."

"I'd try to keep up if you weren't binging around the clock, Ali."

"It's cool. You're reading all the time anyway— and about your outfit, you’re way overdue for a boyfriend anyway. I kind of want one at eighteen in a few months,” Alyssa said and stopped at a stand holding stacked trays, taking one from the pile with Julie and going to stand in line behind others.

“I kind of like being alone. Relationships seem like a lot of work I'm not up for right now."

"Books before boys or whatever. What do you want to do after we’re done with school, then?” Alyssa asked.

“University if I get accepted, but it is coming up. You should think of something too, if you haven’t.”

"Psh." She moved up in line. "I'd make a good trainer. Don't you agree?"

Julie followed while giggling. "Alyssa the pokémon trainer?" She shrugged. "I could see that, actually. You've got the personality and natural drive; what would your team be?"

"I'll update you as it comes, but I've gotta have a gengar."

"Because it's a shady ghost type?"

"Maybe, and it's just a badass pokémon all around..." She paused. "You know, I could be a dark and ghost-type trainer now that I think about it. Anything with fur is might have black highlights if it isn't already."

"That's fitting. Just don't go edgy on me... and are you going to that Brycen event in less than two weeks?"

"Stupid question."

"Alyssa..."

"What? You think I'm gonna stand up there with the one hundred drooly girls and willingly read some script? Sounds as fun as the field trips we used to go on."

"Hey, the Goldenrod Aquarium was fun," Julie said. "But I'm not going either. I'd suck at acting, and I would be putting myself in a real-life horror film at that point."

"Two great minds, eh? Oh, and you get around to Passion Bullet yet? Tevx is gonna have to take a backseat for a bit."

Tevx was the biggest platform for streamers of all genres, from gaming to vlogs. It was founded five years ago and had only recently begun gaining traction last year when some famous faces started creating accounts. Roxie and other gym leaders were popular choices on there.

"I did, actually. I watched the first two episodes. I like that it's set in Hau'oli. Always nice to look at the tropical backdrop. Oh— I also love Pete's midday lycan. He's a tough cute type, kind of like you. He's finding more clues and leads on the first murder case more than the detective."

"Wow, do nott call me that ever again." Alyssa chuckled. "But yeah, Ado has a gift for that line of work. Won't spoil, but did you see the clue at the end of two?

"I did. The other detective slipped a plant in Pete's pocket. Don't know what that was about."

"You'll see, and you see the temperature dropping lately? It's ridiculous."

"Yeah, it'll be in the thirties before we know it. Might bring some snowfall," Julie said.

"Your freezer city and surrounding ones will. It'll cap at like low-fifties or high forties up north in Johto when the cold fronts start hitting. I dunno, but don't ask me to come over and get hypothermia. Those gloves won't help ya' then."

---

The rest of Julie’s day went as usual, sitting through classes, taking notes, and thinking about her favorite pokémon. It never helped when she felt hot for him, even in the slightest, and she had several times during lectures, the setting where it seemed to be prominent.

No matter what Julie would choose to do with her life after graduation, she’d use a month or two to take a break, maybe travel to another region to get away from Johto. It'd hurt deeply to leave without Midnight, but Julie couldn't dwell on something she couldn't change. The most she could do was spend as much time with him as possible.

After school, she walked across the way to Ecruteak's plaza and bought a glazed donut she needed desperately after the day she endured, eating it in one hand during the bike ride to Goldenrod.

At home, she ate dinner alone at the table since her mother was working late again and headed up to her room afterward with water and a snack, where she'd be for the rest of the night. Julie washed her face and brushed her teeth in her restroom, took off her clothes, then flipped off the light and got into bed.

She bundled up under the blanket and pushed her phone under her pillow, turning on her side and glancing at the mess her nightstand was becoming. "How'd that stuff even get there..." Julie mumbled. Torn and empty snack packs alongside empty bottles. "Tomorrow."

She turned onto her other side. She was rethinking what she'd planned for tomorrow with Midnight. That classroom could be an iffier location than the locker room.

Julie would be risking everything again. Her reputation would freefall to rock bottom, and her mother would disown her or something. She'd also lose Alyssa and her chance at college. It would be humiliation on all fronts.

"You can’t go through with this again. You don't want to be that kid— except worse since it's so illegal..." But then she remembered how passionate their last session was. It was pure bliss and ecstasy, a rush that felt more than exceptional.

Julie grabbed her phone and sat on her elbow, going to the folder she'd stored the video of her and Midnight in. She swallowed, turning her phone sideways and upping the volume via the button toggle on her device before tapping it.

Julie bit her lip, pulled in instantly. She watched Midnight hump her pussy while she whimpered for more. The display shook occasionally, but she couldn't blame herself while getting taken so hard during her first time.

She watched him move his hips between her legs and shift his paws from holding her thighs to the table, hugging her waist with his forelegs and thrusting harder. His irradiant tail swayed up and down like a glowstick while he moaned.

She found herself sliding her arm under her blanket and pressing two fingers onto her clitoris over her panties upon her lowering the phone in the video. It wasn't the clearest shot, and Midnight's tail kept smacking the lens and device, but Julie caught good glimpses of his sac dangling and cock sliding inside her. He groaned while she moaned with him.

She could swear she felt it right now. She pushed her fingers against her clit in an attempt to curb her arousal and rubbed her thighs against each other, which only increased it.

She closed the video and lay on her back, shutting her eyes. "I can't turn away," she whispered. "I love him. I'm in love; I can't fulfill it any other way. I get such little time with him, so I need to make it worthwhile."

She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She wouldn't get herself caught. Without Midnight, Julie would still be masturbating. It only added to the list of reasons why Julie wanted to own him. She could never again resort to fantasizing about him mounting her while using her fingers, not after he'd taken her pussy while she had a video to prove so.

"See you tomorrow, Midnight." She pressed her clit again, which brought out a spontaneous gasp before she finally pulled her hand from under the covers.

Julie got up after taking a moment to reset and grabbed her laptop from the floor, tossing it on the bed. The science teacher had assigned an essay due in a few days, so she'd start researching and typing tonight. She'd try to go to bed earlier than usual too so tomorrow would come quicker, and she didn’t want to doze during classes.