FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Disclaimer: Pokémon is copyright of Nintendo, Game Freak, etc. Individual characters are my own imaginening, and are not intended to be any part of main cannon / plotline. Individual characters like Aaron, Song, Zin, etc, are my own creations, so please ask before using. Thank you.

Author's Notes: Not much to say here, really. Hoping that y'all haven't forgotten about me. I had a lot of pressure building recently, and I'm glad that this chapter is finally done. League of Legends hasn't been helping, that's for sure. It's been a month since the last chapter already?

Anyway, hopefully this came out alright. Again, still working on my writing style, and I tried to make my descriptions better. Don't think it worked all that well, seeing as X suggested another project to work on, specifically to work on descriptions. Back to the drawing board, I guess. Not making excuses here, I know this is horribly late, and I apologize. I don't know if this will live to expectations, but I hope it doesn't dissapoint. Again, I tried to keep grammar errors to a minimum. If there are any, I apologize.

On a possitive note, I made my train ride safe. Never again will I sit for seventeen hours straight. Especially while writing a sex scene, while another person can just pop over my shoulder to be all like "And what are you writing?". Friend's wedding went without a hitch. Good times.

Disclaimer : You will find sexual intercourse between Pokémon and human. If this is not your cup of tea, I suggest you hit your back button as soon as possible. I will not be held responsible for the destruction of your childhood, however young or old you may be.

Chapter 9 - Bonds

Both myself and Jonathan decided to go outside instead of tempting fate with Joy. I sure didn't want to be the one to explain why we both walked in on her while she was naked. Maybe she was comfortable doing it right there and then. Maybe she didn't like using the bathroom to change. Either way, that wasn't going to be an easy thing to shake from my mind that image when I talked to her next. I looked over to Jonathan, and he seemed to be in better spirits than I was. He turned and smiled at me.

"Don't worry too much," he said, chuckling. "After a few years of this stuff, you kind of get used to it."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"I mean after going a few years without contact with any of the opposite sex, that are human," he began, before I cut him off with a shout.

"What's all the commotion about, you two?" Nurse Joy asked as we walked in front of the counter.

"Nothing, just teasing him," Jonathan said, nudging me with his elbow. I pushed him away, before shaking my head.

"I think we'll be staying an extra day or two, now that we think about it," I said, trying to change the subject. "It'll give us time to prepare for when we head out, and let me challenge the gym leader."

Nurse Joy nodded with a smile on her face. "Well, that's no problem! We're more than happy to have you here."

We turned away and headed outside. The city looked way different from night to day. The sun was visible in the sky, though there were clouds hiding the warm rays on occasion. The buildings had a rustic feel to it, their colors matching the ground and mountains around the city. People walked around with a Pokémon or two following them, though I didn't pay any real attention. I headed westward, toward Eterna Forest, though I had that clearing from last night as my destination.

"Where are we going?" Jonathan asked.

"I want to train for today, to see if we can take down the gym leader," I said, nodding. "Also, while I should have done this a while ago, I need to check on Song."

He nodded. "Call me if you need anything," he said.

"How?"

He laughed at my question. "Check this out," he said, grinning. He pulled out his device, which now in the sunlight didn't look all that different from my Pokédex.

"Well? Open your Pokédex and I'll show you."

I did as he asked, opening my Pokédex. He tapped a few buttons on his device, and my own began to make a few soft beeps and chirping noises. After a few moments, he nodded as he closed his own Pokédex and put it in his pocket.

"There," he said, smiling. "I took the liberty of installing a communication application to your Pokédex. We'll be able to keep in contact as long as you have that."

I nodded. "Thank you," I said, smiling.

"Don't thank me yet," he said, grinning. I blinked, confused at his statement.

"I'm worried about your Gardevoir," he stated. "I understand. Just don't keep her cooped up in there for too long. It'll hurt what's left of your bond together."

I nodded. "I was planning on letting everyone get some decent exercise today," I said quietly. "I have a plan on what to do."

"Better a plan than none," he said, nodding. "Anyway, call me if you need me. Me and Storm will be there in a flash, if you do."

I nodded. "Thanks, Jonathan."

"No sweat," he said, waving me away. "You do what you plan on doing. I'm going to see if I can enter the room without having a lamp thrown at me."

I chuckled as we waved at each other, parting ways for the moment. I headed west once more, silently thankful that there weren't any trainers nearby looking for a battle. Training was all well and good, but I think I had a bigger responsibility at the moment.

I followed my footsteps from last night, trying to recall from memory where that small clearing was. I noticed the opening and the path I must have cut in my passing, so I followed it. Fragrant smells met my nose, and I took a deep breath in to enjoy the cool air. Persim and Rawst berry bushes grew in the shadows, while Oran and Sitrus trees grew next to the evergreens. I grabbed a hanging ripe Sitrus berry as I passed underneath a tree, while a passing Kricketot looked at me slightly enviously. I chuckled and kneeled, offering the berry in my hand outward to the Pokémon.

I noticed the hesitation, and I chuckled again. Instead of waiting, I gently rolled the berry in the bug's direction. It looked at me with wide eyes, before making a soft noise by nodding its head. The antenna on top of the bugs head swayed and rubbed against each other, making a soft musical like sound. It grabbed the large berry with its small hands and walked away out of sight.

I grinned, before standing and grabbing another berry for myself. "The things I do," I said to myself.

I found my way out of the woods, shaking my head over the Kricketot. The breeze blew gently across the open area, the trees rustling gently behind me. I nodded to myself, feeling good about today.

"If we can get away with Joy not ripping our heads off, it'll be even better," I said out loud.

Looking over to the bridge, a few people were passing by. Some waved in my direction, and I waved back. I was grateful for the distance, but I moved farther away from the water's edge. If Zin or Akalia wanted to be more amorous, I rather be safe than sorry by being out of sight. It didn't look like many people went this way, either. The grass and trees didn't look disturbed, and neither could I find any trash or any sign of humans staying here. Then again, since Eterna city was so close, it wasn't hard to imagine why things were the way they were.

I dropped my bag, feeling relief as the weight dropped from my shoulders. I took a bite of the berry in my hand, taking in the sights of the small trees and berry bushes grew along the mountains face. Facing westward, Eterna Forest loomed ahead, the stone and wood seemingly merging without any visual clue to where one stopped and the other began. I reached for the Pokéballs at my belt, and held them all in my hands in their compact forms. I heaved them all into the air at once, as they expanded all at once and released their inhabitants out in front of me.

As they all materialized in front of me, both Zin and Akalia took the opportunity to lunge at me. Though I managed to sidestep both of them, I didn't expect Xola to join their side. Dodging two quadrupeds is one thing; a sixteen foot long serpent is another. While I was tied up in Xola's coils, Akalia and Zin took the opportunity to take advantage of my position. I couldn't breathe half the time due to laughing as the Luxray tried to get under my shirt, while Zin licked my neck.

"OK!" I yelled between gasps. "Can someone get these three off me!?"

Though Akalia and Zin were easily taken care of, Xola was another matter. It seemed that the Milotic just wouldn't let go. If anyone tried to pull her off from me, she would only tighten her grip on me. Her scales felt like sandpaper against my skin, and my chest burned due to not being able to breathe properly. Thankfully, Xola's neck wasn't out of reach. I took the liberty of grabbing her attention by wrapping my arms around it and pulling her face to my level. Successfully doing so, and now that we were eye to eye, her eyes were wide as realization dawned on her. She began to unwind, though only to loosen her hold on me.

"I want to stay with you today, Master," she said. "Sorry, I think I got carried away."

I chuckled as everyone settled down around me. I struggled against Xola's embrace, and she finally relented, if just for me to stand. I was immediately brought back down to the ground by both Akalia and Zin. I sighed, shaking my head in frustration.

"Would you two knock it off?" I asked. "Please?"

"You're no fun," Zin muttered. I shook my head as both of them managed to let me sit up without trouble. I think I want to stay close to the ground today, to avoid painful falls.

"Right," I said. "Thank you. Now, I wanted to talk to you all about what's happened recently."

"What's there to talk about?" Zin asked. "We've been through it."

"No, that's not what I mean," I said, sighing. "I mean about Song."

We all turned to face the Gardevoir, though she didn't seem to be paying much attention to me. Both Song and Mist were talking in hushed tones a few steps away. I frowned, but focused myself, waving at the remaining four closer to me.

"I need some help in cheering her up," I said. "I know I really haven't done much, but any ideas or suggestions would be greatly appreciated."

"Well, why don't you sing with her?" Xola asked. "You two used to do that all the time."

I cringed inwardly. "It helped when I was able to understand what she said," I pointed out.

"Luxray! Lux, Lux!" Akalia exclaimed next to me, her tail swishing in the air.

"Akalia has a point, you know," Zin said, grinning. At my confused look, she elaborated. "You don't need to understand each other to sing together."

I sighed. "It's an idea, at the very least. Anything else?"

"You can always mate with her," Zin said, shrugging.

I slapped my palm across my face. "Really, Zin, is that all you think about?" I asked exasperated.

"Well, it doesn't help that you're amazing. And, it would probably help you two connect once again."

I shook my head, feeling my cheeks flush. "OK, fine. A good suggestion, though a little hard to bring up."

"Not really," Zin said, giggling. "You mean to tell me that you aren't attracted to her?"

I blinked, startled by the question and looked away for a moment. It was all it took to make Zin laugh, her horns grazing against my leg. Everyone soon began to join the Houndoom in the laughing as I felt my cheeks flush again.

"Alright, wrap it up," I said, my voice cracking slightly. Was I really embarrassed? "Do you all really need to make fun of me like this all the time?"

"All the time? What in the world do you mean, Master?" Xola asked as she rubbed against my neck. "Is it true what Zin says?"

"Come on now, why would you bring that up?" I asked.

"Well?" Xola asked as she pressed her face to mine.

I could feel four pairs of eyes staring at me, as if waiting for an answer. I have a feeling that Mist put them through this. If the Mismagius has a plan, I've been obviously left out of the loop. It did feel that way, at the very least. I closed my eyes and thought about it for a moment. It at least left me alone in my thoughts, where none of them could intrude.

"Whatever do you mean, Master? Not intrude? I apologize."

I opened my eyes and let out a cry, being startled like that. My heart pounded in my chest, while my arms felt numb. That was Mist's voice that spoke.

"It seems that you can pick up on subtle things after all," Mist's voice echoed in my mind. It was eerie, hearing thoughts in my head that weren't my own, or Song's voice. "I can tell how this is uncomfortable to you. Please, let me address you in the physical world. I am sure I have much to explain."

I shook my head, trying to control my breathing but failing miserably. Mist has been able to do this all this time? No, this must have taken some time to establish. Most Pokémon need a few days to establish a solid link with a target. Psychic attacks were one thing, communication was another.

"Master, are you alright?" Zin asked, pressing a paw on my leg.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said, forcing a grin. "Mist caught me by surprise, that's all."

"But Mist is over there," Zin said, confusion in her voice. I turned to her, to see that she wasn't facing me. I looked where she was looking, to see that Song and Mist were still speaking softly to each other. I shrugged.

"Not sure how she did it," I said, rubbing my forehead. "She talked to me like Song did, through telepathy."

"Oh! Well, that's nice of her," Xola said, smiling down at me. "She doesn't do that unless she trusts you a lot."

"How do you know that, Xola?" I asked, tilting my head to my side.

"Spirit told me," she answered, giggling.

I looked at the Flygon, as she looked away shyly. Her tail twitched in time with her wings, as her claws clicked together. I chuckled as I motioned for her to join me. As she approached, she sat next to me but refused to look towards my direction.

"Silly Flygon," I said lightly, "are you afraid that I'm mad at you?"

She nodded, and instantly looked like she regretted the action. Shaking my head at the blushing Flygon, I motioned with my hand for her to come closer to me. When she didn't respond, Akalia took it within her power to get Spirit's attention by nipping at her tail. A startled cry came out of Spirit's lips as teeth met scales, and I laughed as the Flygon ran around in circles, trying to get Akalia off her.

"Alright you two, settle down," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Akalia, please let go of Spirit. I think she gets your point."

Akalia let go with a bit of reluctance. The Luxray had a very satisfied look on her face as she walked over to me again. Spirit was still hesitant, but hurried along when both Akalia and Zin looked her way. As she sat next to me, she would only take fleeting looks, avoid eye contact. I smiled, trying to put her at ease.

"Well, I'll give you that you don't know me as well as everyone else does," I said gently, "but I don't think I've given you a reason to mistrust me. Much less fear me. I think one of the other girls would have said something by now."

"I don't think the Lady of the Ocean would have helped us as much as she did if she didn't sense something within you, either," Xola said thoughtfully. I looked at her quizzically. "Well, it's true!" she exclaimed. "I understand that she can sense the thoughts of humans and Pokémon, and know what they truly feel."

I nodded, smiling. "Fair enough, Xola. In all honestly, it's the best reason I've heard about all that, so I'm willing to believe it."

She smiled happily, while Spirit still looked worried. "Oh, stop worrying over that!" Zin exclaimed, tapping the nervous Flygon's side. When Spirit murmured something in her native tongue, Zin shook her head. "No! He isn't like that at all! Master is the best, trust me!"

Somehow, I think I'll dread knowing what they were talking about, but I'm sure it has something to do with things I'm not supposed to know. I forced myself not to think of the obvious. I mean, could that really be on her mind all the time?

"Zin, I'm hoping you aren't talking of what I think you are," I said, smiling.

"What? If I'm going to have the best, I might as well share you with everyone," she said, smiling. "I've shared you with Akalia, why not with Spirit? Or anyone else, for that matter?"

I sighed, shaking my head. I really should just learn to accept that she has sex ingrained in her head. I opened my mouth to say something, but shook my head. "You know, I just hope that you aren't convincing anyone to do something against their will," I said, sighing.

"Sure, that's no problems," Zin said, grinning wider.

"That includes me, you know."

Zin rolled her eyes at me, as Xola giggled. Akalia rolled on the ground laughing, her tail lashing side to side rapidly. Even Spirit joined, though she covered her mouth with her claws. I chuckled as I scratched in between in between the Houndoom's horns, though Zin gave me a stare that could paralyze anyone in their tracks.

"Are we interrupting anything?"

I turned to see Mist and Song standing next to us. I shook my head, smiling. "Not more than the usual," I answered. "Just everyone acting silly."

"Everyone!?" Xola and Zin exclaimed at once. I was quickly pounced on after that, my back slamming against the ground before I could stop myself. Thankfully, Mist intervened before things got too out of hand.

The ghost's body began to glow a familiar purple, before enveloping Zin, lifting her off my chest. Xola's coils began to loosen, as the purple aura surrounded her and released me from their grasp. After doing so, she spoke, though not just within my head like just a while ago, or out loud. She did both, at the same time.

"I believe that is enough of your carousing about," she said, her voice devoid of emotion. "I must speak with the Master, in private. I need you all to go along and entertain yourselves for a spell or two."

"And what if we don't?" Zin countered, baring her fangs at the ghost.

"A very good question, Zin," Mist said. In response, she pulled a Pokéball from my belt, the device surrounded in a purple glow. Before I could object, it expanded from its miniature size and shot the recalling beam. Zin didn't get the chance to retaliate, and was quickly engulfed and sucked inside her home.

"Any more questions?" Mist asked sweetly. For the first time, she painted her usual monotone voice in another tone. I shivered unconsciously. However she learned how to use that tone of voice, I didn't want it to be directed at me. It looked like everyone else thought the same thing, as everyone shook their heads.

"Good," Mist said, nodding. Her tone returned to her normal, now that Zin was recalled. "I am going to ask that you all become my eyes. As I said, I need to speak with Master, and I do not wish, nor need, interruptions. Spirit, will you be a dear and watch from the sky? Xola, watch the waters, please. Akalia, I need you to watch the path."

All three Pokémon nodded, and went their separate ways without a look in my direction. I almost raised my voice to call them back, but the ghost Pokémon's eyes peered straight into mine, and any argument I had died in my throat. After a moment of silence, Mist nodded.

"You may speak now," she said softly. I nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment. She shook her head, releasing a sigh.

"I did not mean to frighten you, Master," she said. "I needed to get their attention, and it was the only means I could think of to attain it. It is not my wish to undermine your authority."

"It's alright, Mist," I said, forcing a smile. "I was just... surprised, that you were so forceful."

"Again, I apologize. I only wish to enact this, and it seems to be the prime opportunity to do so."

"What are you talking about, Mist?" I asked, confused.

"I do not like doing this, but Song convinced me that it must be done," she said, frowning at me. "You've ignored her, either consciously or not, and I am going to act as the conduit for your renewed bond."

I looked at her curiously but nodded all the same. "That's why I planned something to do today," I said. "I realize that now."

"A little too late for both Song's taste, and my own," the Mismagius said. "Whatever you had in mind, disregard it. It is our plan that we will follow."

I was stunned at her bold statement, but didn't bother to argue against it. If they have agreed to do something, far be it for me to change a woman's mind. It did make me feel uncomfortable just from the way Mist said it, though. It sounded like an ultimatum.

"We need to be farther away from prying eyes," Mist said, looking towards Eterna Forest. "I do not wish for anyone to see what we're about to do."

"Mist, what exactly are you planning?" I asked, standing up and dusting myself off.

"You will find out firsthand," she said dismissively. "It is hard enough to do physically. Understanding it would entail explanation, and we do not have the luxury of that."

"It doesn't look like we're in much of a hurry," I pointed out. "It's still early morning."

Mist and Song both shook their heads. Song extended her hands to me and pulled me up from the ground. I smiled as she held my hand, though she didn't meet my gaze or smile. I didn't want to think about that she felt bad about not protecting me. I already feel horrible about not protecting her. I bent down to pick up my backpack, and after securing it, turned to the Mismagius.

"Lead the way, Mist," I said, nodding. My hand didn't part from Song's as we followed the ghost behind the trees. We didn't talk amongst ourselves, though I'm sure that Mist was conversing with Song without me knowing. The way that Song's hand would tighten around mine was enough to convince me of that. Or maybe she was nervous? But what would make her nervous, though? I mean, it's not that we haven't been on our own before.

The sunlight streamed through the canopy above us, shafts of light making the grass glow brightly. We didn't walk all that far into the forest, but it seemed that it enclosed us inside its invisible grasp. The tree line wasn't visible behind us, and if there were any paths nearby, they eluded us. Though there were large clumps of tall grass, we avoided them. We didn't want to startle any Pokémon from their homes, especially with half my team doing surveillance.

We stumbled upon a path through some bushes, and we continued on it. The sounds of the forest slowly came into focus. The breeze would blow gently through the humongous tree trunks, the sounds of literally thousands of leaves fluttering loud in my ears. Insects buzzed merrily past us, a few Combee's dithering over a tree before darting over another. A Vespiqueen ordered the smaller Pokémon about, making angry buzzing sounds while pointing at different trees. We avoided them, keeping to the path and not looking in their direction in hopes they wouldn't think of us as a threat.

We didn't run into any more hives or groups of Pokémon, even though the surrounding vegetation grew thicker. The grass seemed untouched as we continued to follow Mist, while the path we walked on grew less recognizable. It looked less man made, and more like if the area was cleared of grass by people walking on it. The wind blew again, my hair waving in the air while I smelled the difference between it and the city air. Though I still felt like I was walking into something I didn't plan on, at least the walk has been nice.

Mist turned to her right, and passed right through a tree's trunk. I was startled for a moment. Only seeing that trick once before, I was still surprised by it. I looked at Song, who smiled at me and pulled me along with her as she walked around the tree Mist went through. As I followed Song along, we encountered more trees, with no sign of Mist. Song nodded to herself, and continued to pull me along, not letting me voice my concern that I had. Our feet trampled whatever was underfoot, the crunch of twigs snapping and the squelching of wet grass playing alongside my heavy breathing. I wished we could slow down, as the weight of my backpack made footing tricky.

With Song guiding me, I focused on keeping up with her as we ran through the woods. I did my best to dodge any hanging branches, but a few of them caught me through my efforts. One of them caught me on my lip and though I couldn't do anything to it right now, I could taste blood in my mouth. At least I haven't bitten my cheek.

I bumped into Song when she stopped suddenly. In front of us, Mist floated calmly above what looked like a moss covered rock. I looked around, taking in what looked like a grove. The rock looked like the center of it, while no trees grew close to it. We walked towards the floating ghost, slowly making our way past the grass. It grew thicker as we came closer to the rock, and there were times that I thought it would grow above me. I stepped on something slippery and lost my balance, but Song caught me before I fell completely. She might not have her powers, but she'll always surprise me with her reaction time.

"Thanks, Song," I said, smiling as she pulled me up.

She nodded and smiled at me. "Garde," she said, a happy tone in her voice. I smiled back and nodded, squeezing her hand gently as we continued forward. The sun was bright above us, while the tree's didn't hide its rays from the ground. Even if that was the case, it felt that this wasn't normal. I've never seen grass grow so thick, especially just around a rock.

As we approached the ghost, Mist opened her eyes suddenly. She smiled at me, floating down from the boulder. Now that I was standing near it, it was as tall as I was, the entire surface covered in green moss. I reached out to touch it, but Mist slapped my hands away before I could touch the surface.

"I apologize, Master," she said. "This stone is sacred. Only Pokémon may touch it."

I blinked, confusion the first thing in my mind. "Why is this rock sacred?" I asked.

Mist sighed, shaking her head. "Well, perhaps sacred is the incorrect term to use," she said. "It is a font of power, which grass type Pokémon use to fuel their evolution. Since it is on a natural font of power, it is possible for me to tap into this energy."

I nodded, understanding it as best I could. "OK, well that makes sense, if I don't think about it too hard," I said, tapping my chin. "But why are we here in the first place?"

"Well, you both wish to be able to communicate with each other again, correct?" Mist asked.

I looked in Song's direction, as she nodded excitedly. I nodded, turning back to Mist. "Of course," I said. "Just as long as this isn't something dangerous to anyone."

"The safety of you, Song, and this space is forefront in my mind, Master," she said, nodding. "I only need a small portion of this font's power. The rest comes from the both of you."

I raised an eyebrow, curious as to why she needed this. "I don't mean to be rude, but this seems like a very odd way to go about it. I just don't get why we're here in the first place."

"This stone is tied to the earth's power," Mist explained, as she turned and placed a hand on the moss covered rock. "This power can be used to heal things you humans cannot begin to fathom. I am able to tap just enough to gain some of it, but I need both of you to make this happen."

"So, we're talking about being able to cure Song?" I asked, bewildered.

"Exactly," Mist said, turning towards us. "It may not bring back her powers, or cure her entirely, but with some luck it will give both of you the ability to communicate with each other again."

"Well, that sounds like a plan," I said, nodding. I couldn't help feel excited at this idea. "When you're ready, Mist. Please be careful."

"The more appropriate question is if you are ready," she responded cryptically. I was about to voice my confusion again, when her body began to be outlined with energy. Not the usual purple color, however, as even her gems began to glow with the same green color that began to encompass her. She closed her eyes as the moss covered rock behind her pulsed briefly, and all the color faded from the gems on Mist's body.

I waited for something else to happen, but everything was quiet. Moments stretched themselves as I waited for Mist to open her eyes and say something. I looked over to Song as she shook her head.

"Mist?" I asked, worried. "Are you alright?"

She opened her eyes, and nodded. "I apologize. I was becoming acclimated with the new energy."

I let out a sigh of relief. "I'm just glad you're safe."

Song giggled next to me as she placed her arms on my shoulders. Mist approached me slowly, as her 'hands' touched my chest. She looked at me, and for a moment seemed to hesitate, but then shook her head.

"I believe you have a right to know what I am about to do to you, Master," she said, sighing softly. "I am about to possess you."

"Wait, what!?" I exclaimed. I almost pushed her away, if it wasn't that I felt my hands being held at my sides. I looked behind me to see Song shake her head.

I thought about struggling for a moment, but I felt Song's grip tighten on me. I couldn't imagine that Mist did this on a regular basis. It was obvious that they've put some thought into this, though. Even after telling myself that, I couldn't help but shudder as Mist's 'hands' pressed against my chest and slowly started seeping through. I gasped, feeling an intense cold press itself against my chest. It was like someone dumped a bucket of cold water on top of me. I felt goose bumps crawl all over my body, and I did my best to suppress my body from shivering.

With Mist's hands melded inside of my body, her body began to merge. The cold feeling intensified, as I saw her lower body now beginning to pass through my torso. It was over faster than I would think this would take, and even her face registered some surprise. We were face to face now, as Mist smiled at me.

"You are doing very well, for it being your first time being possessed," she said, giggling. "Are you certain that you have not done this before?"

I blinked. Before I could respond, she continued. "Do not mind, I am sure that we will find out," she said, pressing her face to my chest. I shuddered again, my body locking up from the temperature drop. I could barely breathe, but my lungs demanded I took a breath, and I did. My lungs hurt, the air entering felt too warm, and what I breathed out felt too cold. Song helped me settle down into the ground, before I fell on my own. It was a good thing, too, because I felt that my legs wouldn't hold me up for much longer.

I inspected my hands, balling my hands into fists, as I took stock of my situation. Alright, I thought, closing my eyes. I'm sitting in front of a moss covered rock in the middle of Eterna Forest. Mist just... melded inside of me. I'm breathing, I can see. For all intents and purposes, I'm alright. Why can't I shake the feeling that something is going to happen?

"Oh, good, you did not feint."

I gave a strangled yelp, falling over backwards. I was suddenly relieved that it wasn't night time. The sun was still shining high in the sky, pouring light and warmth over me. Why did I still feel like I was in a freezer? Song came into view, pressing a hand against my cheek. I grabbed hold of her arm with my hands, and she smiled down at me.

"Usually, whoever I possess ends up feinting. It is so much better if you are conscious for this."

"Mist, where are you?" I asked out loud. A giggle echoed inside my skull.

"Currently, I am a part of you," she answered. "I can hear your thoughts, as well, if you wish to communicate like that."

I frowned, but shook my head. "What are you planning now?" I asked.

"Simple," she said as she laughed. "As Zin put it, you two are going to mate."

"By Arceus, you all are impossible!" I exclaimed. "How is this going to solve anything?"

"Because of the energy both you and the stone have, I can create a link between you again," Mist replied coldly. "You do want to be able to communicate again, correct?"

"Of course," I answered, controlling my tone of voice. "But isn't there another way for this? I mean, does it have to be like this?"

Mist didn't answer immediately. If Mist and Song were discussing this matter in private, I couldn't tell. The Gardevoir didn't make any physical indication that she was speaking to the Mismagius currently inside of my body. Then again, telepathy was quite hard to detect from an outside perspective.

A sigh echoed in my head. "Yes, it is possible," Mist answered after a moment. "The problem with that option is that the bond may not be strong enough, and could eventually break. This way, I can tie the energies together more thoroughly, and that possibility is less likely."

"But still possible?" I asked.

"Do you wish to deviate from wherever you may be, just to return here to make a second attempt?" she asked plainly. "Do you truly wish to make her traverse again the same pain?"

That stopped me immediately. I frowned, not being able to come up with a practical excuse why this would make me feel uncomfortable, or why I shouldn't do this. The problem being that I've already done this with two of my Pokémon goes against me at this moment. Would it be that bad? I just felt uncomfortable with the idea. A thought came to my mind, but it seemed that Mist was either reading my mind, or had an answer for me already.

"She wants you," Mist's voice echoed. "Why do you think she wanted to come in the first place? Other than stay by your side, of course. It took a lot of consoling to get her to realize that she could go with you when you told her about your training."

I looked at Song, as she smiled down at me again. By Arceus, was I really that blind? I sighed, shaking my head at my possible ignorance. I looked at Song again, who was shaking her head. She placed one of her hands on her chest, and then placed the same hand against my heart. I placed my hands on top of hers, while trying to think of something to say.

"Gard Garde Gardevoir," Song said, smiling.

"She forgives you, Master," Mist translated.

"Song, do you really want to do this?" I asked. "I mean, I just feel uncomfortable with all this?"

"You do not seem to be uncomfortable with Zin or Akalia," Mist pointed out. "Why is that?"

I shook my head, frowning. No, I didn't have any reason. It just felt odd. Song's been a very good friend, but so has Akalia. Maybe it's because Zin allowed it? I honestly don't know. Mist seemed to take my thoughts into account when she responded.

"We understand your concern, Master," Mist said. "We do not want to get between your relationship with Zin or Akalia. I will not pretend to know what those two are up to, but Zin did offer you to Spirit."

I looked at Song, and she smiled at me. She leaned forward, and I met her halfway, our lips touching gently. The kiss was all too brief, our lips parting almost as soon as they touched. We looked at each other for a moment, only to lunge at each other. Our lips pressed against each other again, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth to meet my own. Her hands explored my body, going underneath my shirt to touch bare skin. She gripped my sides possessively, as if to make sure I didn't leave her side. My own hands weren't idle, as I ran my fingers along her back, trying to find any groove or spot to make her gasp.

Our lips parted again with a bit more reluctance this time. I tried to catch my breath, but Song pressed against me again as she began to hum. I could feel the note through me, like as if it echoed inside of me. Without separating, I held on to her while I spun us around on the grass. Now that I was on top of her, I tried to disengage to try to remove my shirt. A problem arose, when Song wouldn't let me move my arms from her sides.

"A problem easily solved, Master," Mist said, her voice giggling in my mind. My shirt seemed to instantly evaporate from me. Song didn't seem to mind, as her hands explored my flat chest eagerly. Though I wanted to ask about the shirt, I'm pretty sure that Song would notice my lack of attention to her.

"You are certainly astute when it comes to certain things, Master," Mist said. "I wonder why?"

I felt like I could just melt of embarrassment at the comment, but Song cooed softly. I lifted myself to my knees, as she lay between my legs. She looked away for a moment, a blush gracing her white face and I smiled. I placed a hand gently on her waist, and smiled when she looked back at me. She lifted herself to a sitting position, crawling over me again. She pushed me back, making me sit on the grass, while she sat on my lap and her legs wrapped around my waist.

I looked at the 'dress' that she was wearing, and curiously followed the hemline, following her legs upwards. She let out a soft moan as I traced her leg and reached her waist and stomach. Her arms wrapped around me, lips pressing against my neck as she moaned louder. I idly wondered why she was moaning so loudly just from touch alone, but decided not to dwell on it too much. I should rather be happy that she's enjoying the act so much. Her fingers dragged lines across my chest, reaching my waist and quickly unbuttoning my pants. The sound of the zipper being pulled down was loud in my ears, as her hands gently touched my growing arousal.

Trying my best to ignore the feeling of her fingers around my flesh, I wrapped one arm around her body, keeping her close to me while with the other still kneading her leg gently. Song murmured something under her breath but I couldn't understand it. I grew bolder, reaching for her entrance and received a gasp and a shudder for my effort. Her hands squeezed my member for a moment, making me gasp. A hand dragged across my belly and to my chest, quickly roaming up to the back of my head. She grasped a handful of hair, pulling me downwards on top of her.

I held my body up with my hands pressing against the ground, while her hands tried to pull me down on top of her. She smiled up at me, placing a kiss on my cheek, before letting go of my hair. Resting her hands on her stomach, she looked at me expectantly. I grinned, bringing myself to her but grabbing onto her sides. I rolled us over, so that she would be on top this time.

"It seems that you have forgotten to take an important article of clothing off, Master," Mist's voice echoed.

I stopped, startled for a moment. I wondered if she really needed to be inside of my body for this to actually work.

"No, I do not have to be," Mist answered. "But this way, not only do I have the best connection for this kind of energy manipulation, I also get feedback from you."

I didn't really want to think of what she meant by 'feedback'. Deciding not to think about it for the moment, I tried to focus at the problem at hand. Song seemed more than eager to pull down my pants, now that they were previously unzipped. She lifted herself off my waist, which allowed me to help her get the offending piece of clothing off. She stared at my boxers for a moment, a growl echoing in her throat, making it obvious she was not amused. She grabbed the elastic band and ripped the cloth easily. Satisfied that nothing stood in between her and me, she smiled down at me.

She lifted her dress up, revealing herself to my eyes. Her color of her dress and skin were the same, though got different when my eyes roamed to her pink vaginal lips. I smiled back, slowly bringing my hands to her waist again, slowly bringing my touch to her inner thigh and teasing her entrance. She whimpered, her body shaking on top of me as I brushed my fingers closer and closer to her lower lips. She let out a soft moan that almost sounded like a cry, before I decided to stop teasing her. I rubbed my fingers across her opening, gently testing her reactions to what I was doing. With my unoccupied hand, I brought it to her thigh, holding her as best I could. She suddenly gasped loudly, the sound turning into a moan as I slowly pressed a finger inside of her. Her body shuddered as her muscles clamped down on my probing finger. I pulled out gently, feeling a sticky and wet substance on it. I grinned, gently tracing her outer lips again, before easing my way back inside with the same finger.

Her hands dropped from holding her dress, grasping both of my arms tightly. I grinned as she held herself there, her body shivering as I began to pull my finger out. A soft moan came again from her, before I slowly slipped the finger back inside. I looked up to her face to see her eyes closed, mouth slightly open in a smile. It was good to see that what we were doing together made her feel this way.

"You should not forget about your own pleasure, Master," Mist said, her voice chuckling inside my head.

I ignored the comment, focusing on giving Song as much pleasure as I could. I began to set a rhythm, pulling out before slowly pushing my finger back inside. Her face told me everything I needed to know about how things were going. By the labored breaths above me and how her hands gripped my arms, I could tell that I was doing a pretty good job so far. I stopped my motions for a moment, and she began to complain immediately. Whatever she wanted to say was silenced when I began to tease a second finger to join the first. Gently pushing my second digit inside, I felt her muscles contract around my probing fingers. I waited for a moment, letting her get used to the sensations before I slowly started up again.

My fingers slowly began to pick up speed, soft squelching noises reaching my ears along with Song's moans. She shook her head, her moans getting higher pitch, while the tunnel began to spasm around my questing fingers. The strong smell of mixed berries drifted from her, as I felt a liquid coat my fingers. I slowed my motions much to Song's disappointed, but didn't make her wait long. Her body tensed against mine, my fingers being squeezed by rapid contractions of her tunnel as she climaxed. Her body shook as her fingers held on to my hair, pulling it as she rode her orgasm through. I continued to pump my fingers, struggling against the grip she had on me. Her lips pressed against my neck, her breath hot against my skin. She shook her head when I tried to pull my fingers out of her body, her voice soft as she tried still to catch her breath. When she tried to turn around, I shook my head and kept her still.

"You can rest a moment," I chided gently. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Gard! Gardevoir?" she said in a questioning tone. I smiled, planting a kiss on her neck. She moaned gently as I brought both my hands to her chest. Her fingers grasped at my hair again as I ran my hands teasingly groped her breasts. She shook her head, and I stopped.

"Garde!" she said empathically. I didn't understand what she meant.

"I hope you don't feel bad," I said, grinning. When she nodded, I sighed. "Don't be. I want you to feel good."

"Gardevoir! Gard, Garde!" she exclaimed, shaking her head again. She spun around in my grasp, her hands gripping my head as she kissed me deeply again. I kissed back as best I could, as her body began to grind against mine insistently. My breath caught in my throat, my arousal already being stoked again. Not that I wasn't already excited before, but now more so. Song broke our kiss, a smile creeping up on her face as she aligned herself with me. Before I could voice anything, she impaled herself on my member. Song's entire body shuddered on top of me, as her head rested on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her tightly, moaning softly as her passage squeezed tightly around me. In my head, I could swear I heard Mist cheering at Song.

Whatever protest I had on my mind died before I could either think or say it, when Song's hips lifted themselves up and slowly sank down on me again. All I had in my thoughts was how good it felt to be like this. I felt a twinge of pain on my neck, before she soothed the pain by kissing the spot. She continued this, all the while her hips never stopping the rising and falling of her hips. She soon began to go up my jaw line while her hips grinded against mine. Her lips met mine again, forcing her tongue into my mouth as I kissed her back. My body grew warm for a moment, before I closed my eyes and cringed. Pain brought me out of the pleasurable state I was in, a strangled yell leaving my throat. Song's embrace only tightened on me, the kiss deepening as the pain got worse.

"Do not tell me that little me is causing you so much pain, Master," Mist's voice said. She laughed, her voice echoing inside my skull.

Right, I thought nastily. I didn't get much farther than that when Song's tongue brushed past that cut on my lip. Her hands cupped my cheeks gently as she focused there. I winced slightly, a slight stinging sensation bringing the pain back. It didn't stop her at the very least, as she continued to focus on the area to her satisfaction. She pulled back as our lips parted again, as a smile graced her face again. Song began to push herself upright again, this time with her hands against my stomach as she lifted herself hips up and slid back down. We moaned in unison, her muscles tightening in random patterns as she impaled herself.

I brought my hands to her hips, holding her still for a moment. She grinned at me as I took deep breaths as I tried to calm myself down. She shook her head, touching my arms. I was about to protest when Song placed a single finger on my lips. I was shocked to silence with what I heard.

"Don't, Master," Song said in between pants of her own. "I... I want you to feel good. Please, don't hold back."

I wanted to tell her that I just heard her voice! She shook her head, though, and began to lift herself again. Her muscles tightened rhythmically as she dropped again. My voice didn't pass my lips as she continued the treatment. Her fingers curled, digging into my sides as she began to increase the pace. I still wanted to let her know that I was able to understand her. My hips began to match her pace subconsciously, and I was startled slightly. That is, until I thought of who it might be doing so.

I wanted to yell at the ghost possessing me, but my voice wasn't working for me. It looks like she was ignoring whatever I thought, as well. Song's moans got louder as our hips met. Wet sounds began to be heard as we continued, mixing with our moans and pants. My hands found themselves at her sides, pulling Song closer to me. We slowed down, if only for a moment, as she caught her breath. I turned us over, to have Song underneath me. I nibbled on her neck gently, playfully returning the favor from earlier. Her passage tightened suddenly, as my hands took hold of her hips. I began to thrust, taking control of our encounter.

I felt my muscles beginning to tighten, the pleasure starting to take a toll on my stamina. I shivered, trying to hold myself back as much as I could, attempting to drag this out as much as possible. My hips wouldn't slow down, going even faster than before. Song lifted my head from her neck, kissing me roughly as her hands wrapped around my neck and her legs around my body. My thrusts became shorter and faster due to my restricted space, but neither of us complained. I gritted my teeth, my orgasm rushing through me rapidly and into her body. Song screamed as her fingers dug into my back as another orgasm raced through her body. I gritted my teeth, pain and ecstasy sending mixed signals through my mind.

We were left panting, as Song looked up at me. She smiled, running her hands over my back and tracing the outline of my face and lips. She grabbed my head and pulled me down into a deep kiss. I felt tears streak down my cheeks, which she noticed immediately. Song kissed my cheek, shaking her head.

"Please, don't cry, Master," she said, frowning.

"I can understand you, Song," I said, my voice almost cracking. "I can understand you again."

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We stayed at the grove for a while, enjoying being able to communicate properly again. I swore to myself never again to let such a thing happen. Darkrai will have to kill me to separate us again. I will never take such a simple seeming thing for granted ever again. While I personally wanted to get dressed, Song had other plans.

"Can we stay like this a little longer?" she asked, gently rubbing my shoulders. "Please?"

We were still connected at the hips, my member still imbedded inside of her tunnel. It didn't help that Song would begin to whisper seductively in my ear about something or another. Mist seemed to have more control of my body than I thought she did, as I was still feeling incredibly aroused.

"Jonathan will get worried," I said, sighing. "Never mind that I'm worried over Akalia, Spirit, and Xola being by themselves out there."

"They'll be fine, I promise," she said, smiling. I raised an eyebrow at her, as I was skeptical at her word. She giggled, shaking her head side to side.

"What? You already don't trust me?" she asked.

I shook my head at her. "No, it's not that," I responded. "It's how you're so sure about it."

"Female intuition," she said, laughing. I shook my head, convinced that I couldn't argue with that kind of logic. I felt a sense of déjà vu when she said that. Mom's said that countless times in the past.

I looked up, seeing the sky begin to be painted in light oranges and blues. A breeze blew across the grove we were in, chilling me to the bone. I looked down at Song and grinned when she placed a hand on my chin and made me look up again. We stayed like that for a moment, enjoying the beginning of the sunset, when my I heard a soft buzzing sound. I blinked for a moment, groping in the encroaching darkness for my pants. When I finally found the source of the noise, I opened my Pokédex to silence it.

"Hey Aaron!" Jonathan's voice rang through the speakers loudly. "Where are you? We've been looking for you for a while now. Two of your Pokémon are with me. Are you safe?"

I sighed. "Yeah, I'm alright," I said, trying to come up with something, and figuring where the microphone was. "We must have gotten separated when we stepped inside Eterna Forest."

"Ah, yeah. Well, the important thing is that everything's alright. Are you coming back right now? It's getting awfully dark."

"Yeah, we'll be headed back, don't worry," I answered.

"Alright. Well, see you in a while," he said, before a soft clicking sound was heard. I flipped my Pokédex closed and threw it on top of my pants. We slowly pulled apart from each other's embrace, reluctant to part but knowing that we had to. I threw on my clothes on before I really started to shiver. I was about to ask where my shirt was, but I remembered that a certain ghost decided to evaporate it. Rummaging through my backpack, I found another shirt. The funny part was, it looked identical to the shirt I was wearing earlier. The faint echo of laughter in my head led me to believe that, somehow, Mist had a hand in this.

I put the shirt on regardless. I'd figure it out one of these days. When I secured my backpack, Song grabbed my shoulder. Her eyes glowed with a light I haven't seen in a long time, and the familiar sensation of falling down a cliff reached my throat. I closed my eyes, stemming the tide of nausea that teleporting created. Before anything else happened, my feet fell on solid ground again. I opened my eyes to see the Gardevoir stumble, her feet buckling underneath her. Catching her before she fell completely, she smiled at me as I helped her stand up again.

"Maybe I shouldn't have done that," she said. She sounded exhausted.

"Maybe," I agreed, nodding. I smiled at her. "Next time, we'll walk."

She nodded, matching my smile. The doors of the center opened, the familiar forms of Akalia and Xola nearly taking me to the ground. I'm sure Mist had a hand in me not falling, and I wasn't going to argue.

While the Luxray greeted me with excited barks I couldn't understand, Xola was more calm. "I'm glad that everything went well, Master," she said, smiling.

I wanted to bring a palm over my face when she said that. "Did you know about this plan, Xola?" I asked, dreading an answer.

"No, actually," she said, confusion clear in her tone. "What happened?"

"It's better not to know," I answered easily. "Where's Spirit?"

As if answering a summons, the gentle hum of wings buzzing behind me and dirt kicking up announced Spirit's landing. She wrapped her arms possessively around me, lifting me up and taking me inside the Pokémon Center. I almost protested out loud, until Jonathan came into view. A familiar looking blue Pokémon was next to him, arms crossed against her chest. Spike's adorned her paws, and another stood out on her chest, above her abdomen centered on her body. I recognized his Lucario right away.

"I was about to say you should apologize to Baast before you forgot," he said, not bothering to hide the grin on his face. "But I don't think your ghost will help you forget."

Spirit put me down, and I walked over to the Lucario. I shook my head, extending a hand to her. Baast looked at me with hesitation in her eyes, before shaking her head. She did shake my hand, though. At least now I know that she did forgive me, and that Lucario don't have spikes on the inside of their paws.

"Thanks, Aaron," he said, grinning.

"Yeah," he said, slightly confused. "I didn't say it, though."

"She knows," he said with confidence. "She always knows."

I raised an eyebrow at him, while feeling the Aura Pokémon's eyes on me. Feeling slightly confused, and more than a little unnerved, I wanted to get out of this line of questioning as soon as possible.

"So, did Joy throw stuff at you?" I asked.

"Thankfully, no," he said, walking next to me, "though I can't say the same for you."

"Gee, thanks," I said sarcastically. "I'll remember this."

"I'm sure you'll be fine," he said, patting me on the shoulder. "What's the worst that could happen?"

We knocked on the door this time, learning our lesson from yesterday. Thankfully, this time she wasn't naked or wrapped up in a towel. My instinct to flinch backwards when the door opened wasn't easy to suppress, though.

"It's about time you two idiots showed up," she said, sneering. "I was worried about you."

"Right," I said, sighing. "You're probably more worried about our Pokémon than our own well-being."

"Well, true, but that's beside the point," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "It's not often you find other trainers that are willing to let their Pokémon breed with just any breeder."

"Really now. That's fascinating and all, but I need some sleep," I said, walking past her. I could feel her eyes stare at my back as I walked past her. I wasn't in the mood right now.

"Oh, really?" she said, her voice rising. "How's about I don't feel like letting you sleep?"

"I can easily get another room, or sleep outside," I said, kicking my shoes off. "I'm sure Nurse Joy would love to have us out of her hair."

Joy laughed at that. "My sis probably doesn't care," she said casually. "It's not that we're doing her any favors in doing this. Me and Jonathan are doing YOU a favor."

I grinned. "I can sleep outside just as well as here," I said back. "It doesn't matter to me. You're a seasoned traveler, and so is Jonathan. I'm sure that it wouldn't bother him too much, and I imagine it wouldn't be a problem to you, either. Or is it?"

Her face turned a very deep red. I would mistake it for a Tamato berry, if I didn't know the difference. Dropping my bag on the floor and throwing myself on top of my bed, I closed my eyes and began to rest. I felt Song sit next to me, her hands on my chest as I laid there. I breathed deeply, trying my hardest to relax. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep after that.

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"You did very well, Master," Mist's voice echoed through my thoughts. "Better than I thought you would. Regardless, you have my condolences. That woman does not seem to forgive a slight."

Was I dreaming? Mist giggled loudly, disturbing my thoughts. "I just wanted to thank you, Master, for allowing me to experience what you felt. The sensations were... pleasant. I would like to experience them again, if I may."

She giggled, and I felt like an echo of a peck on the cheek on my skin. "I do not wish for me to get in the way of anyone that wishes to be with you," she said. "But, if I can be like this, with you, I can be happy."

"I will allow you to rest, Master. You do deserve it, after what you did for Song. A question, if I may. May I stay here?"

I thought a confirmation, to say yes to her. She must have heard or understood me, as I felt happiness wash over me. "Thank you," she said. "Sleep well, for I predict we have busy days ahead of us."

I could feel like something was building up again. Whatever it was, I wanted to be prepared for it. I focused on sleeping again, and dreams took me in their embrace again.