I'm not too overly fond of this chapter, but it's merely to establish characters and for... well, humor.
And you guys get to guess who the third and final main character is! (No hints from Fever!)
Chapter 2 :: Mayuge Fun Time!
It was another staring contest between Trainer and Pokemon that caused them to stop in their traveling, despite the fact that they had been doing so for near to three hours without much complaint. Kamei was not sure what exactly was wrong with Naetoru, but she was sure it was not going to spell the end for her someday, when she needed to be saved by some Charizard or something.
Granted, Naetoru stood very little chance against a Charizard anyways (unless it happened to be frightened by little turtles with twigs on their head), but the point still stood.
At least they were in a forest. If it threatened to rain, then they would have enough cover to keep dry, but still be able to glare at each other and not move.
“Toru!”
The Pokemon snorted and looked away. Grunting, Kamei gave him a bash on the head.
“Well stop being stupid then!”
It was fairly obvious that, at this point, they were less than an appropriate team for one another. Kamei thought Naetoru was stupid, and Naetoru thought quite similarly of Kamei. He also still thought her nose, and now her ear, tasted of rotted Pokemon food.
“Toru! Ru, Toru!” he grunted, keeping his glare. She grunted.
“The Professor didn’t even give me a Pokeball for you,” she said in a rather low whine, “Why, oh why did she stick me with you?”
The turtle paid no heed as the girl kept on, eyeing the nearby bushes and, keeping on the same ‘ignore my Trainer’ vein of thought, he went to explore.
“At least you’re a grass pokemon. I hear the first gym’s tough unless you’ve got a grass type. By the time we get there, you should have some sort of cool grass type move, and even if you do now, we’ll be able to train you more…. Hey, where’d you go?”
Kamei suddenly had panic written all over her face as she searched about for her turtle ‘friend,’ but to no avail.
“Naetoru! Naetoru, c’mon, I know we hate each other’s guts, but at least stick with me till I can find you a better trainer, will you?”
Letting out a groan, she mumbled something before standing up from the cross-legged position she was in earlier.
“Naetoru!”
She glared up at the sky, as if cursing whatever insane god she thought she might have remotely believed in because he/she/it/they put her in this stupid position.
Stupid turtles. They had to have been the bane of her existence in every life she led. If she believed in alternate realities, they were probably the bane of her existence to all the other Kamei Eris too. Just because her name was ‘Kamei’ and could easily be mistaken for ‘kame’ or… something.
Stupid turtles.
“Oh, hey, aren’t you a cutie? Are you a Naetoru? Hey, Chikorita, want a boyfriend?”
There was a small silence, before Naetoru stumbled out of the bushes and in front of Kamei again, a huge leaf imprint on his face.
“CHIKO!”
“Chikorita, that was uncalled for!”
Kamei was immediately by her Pokemon, making sure he was in at least decent enough condition to attack whatever it was had hit him first. Whatever it was had to be mean, and nasty, and just overly big.
Or it had to be a cute mix between a blob, a puppy, and something with red eyes. It was absolutely adorable. It just looked pissed.
“Chikorita, come back here!”
As the girl popped out of the bushes, both Kamei and Naetoru let out cries of fear. Staring strangely at the two, the brunette shook her head.
“Chikorita, look at that, we scared ‘em worse than Naetoru scared you!”
Kamei thought about this a moment, and glared at the girl.
“Now hold on just a minute!” she exclaimed, “Who do you think you are?!”
The girl frowned, and eyed Kamei a moment.
’An inch or so shorter… maybe a year younger… horrid fashion sense…’, she thought to herself. She was fairly certain that, as Kamei kept trying to get answers out of her, that she was not going to like her muttering that. It probably would have made things worse.
Like Kamei pinching the girl’s nose to get her attention. Now that was just rude!
“HEY!” she shouted angrily, slapping Kamei’s hand away, “That was uncalled for! I was paying full attention to that… thing you call your voice!”
There was a moment of silence, before the girl’s anger immediately disappeared, being replaced with an expression of concern.
”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… did I hurt you? I didn’t mean to… sometimes I just lose it…”
Kamei was a little scared of her now, more so than she ever thought she would be of Professor Abe. At least Professor Abe was consistent with her mood swings. This girl was just strange.
“Oh god, where are my manners?” the girl continued, “That was silly of me… I’m Niigaki Risa.”
She stuck her hand out for Kamei to shake, and the girl stared at the elder one for a good two seconds before cautiously shaking her hand in return, lest this ‘Niigaki’ girl suddenly got a mood swing enough to want to bite her head off or something.
Though the name ‘Niigaki’ did sound slightly familiar. Shrugging it off, Kamei smiled and nodded.
“Kamei Eri,” she replied, a little more confident that she would make it through this one with her head intact. Niigaki grinned, and wiggled her eyebrows a bit.
“Nice t’meetcha! This is Chikorita. Don’t mind her, she’s always like that.”
Chikorita had taken to keeping her gargoyle statue-esque glare at Naetoru, who glared back in a similar capacity. Kamei nodded.
“This is Naetoru… he’s… new…”
Naetoru’s glare turned from Chikorita onto Kamei, and the Trainer returned the look with one of her own.
Niigaki only laughed.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me. Kid like you with a Pokemon like this? If you two keep fighting and nipping at each other, you’ll never make it to the next town let alone through this route!”
Niigaki shrugged, and shook her head.
“Tch… you two are sad… You might as well just turn back now…”
If there was one thing in the world that Kamei and Naetoru could agree on, it was that insults directed in their direction were not good, and glaring was the only right answer.
So, they redirected their anger in Niigaki’s direction. Niigaki blinked at them, before frowning.
“FINE! I get it! You don’t have to get all angry at me!” she said, a little on the panicked side, “You two’ll be fine! Just stop glaring!”
At about the same time, Kamei and Naetoru thought, nodded, and smiled again. Rolling her shoulder back uncomfortably, Niigaki mumbled something.
“Stupid woman, where’d she go? How’m I supposed to meet her here if she gets caught up in something? Can’t she at least tell me to meet her at a town instead of some ambiguous route? We wouldn’t get lost…”
Tilting her head to one side, Kamei blinked.
“Huh?”
“Oh! I’m sorry… I’m supposed to meet someone on this path… we were gonna go adventuring together… if you could call it that. Our dads were Trainers together when they adventured around, so this woman calls me up one day and asks if I’ve ever thought about training a Pokemon. I have no idea who she is… we hadn’t seen each other since she threw dirt in my eye… when I was like, two.”
“Huh?”
“Nevermind. It isn’t important…. Hey, kid.”
“Kamei.”
“Right, Turtle girl.”
“Kamei.”
Niigaki blinked at her, and raised her brow.
“Turtle. Girl.”
Kamei snorted.
“Kamei.”
Niigaki tried again, this time with fingers pinching the poor girl’s nose.
“Turtle Girl.”
Letting out a rather nasaly noise of defeat, Kamei sighed.
Stupid turtles.
“Fine.”
Smiling, Niigaki let go of Kamei’s nose, and took to searching for her friend or whatever.
“Wanna travel together?”
It was quite a spontaneous question on Niigaki’s part, but Kamei figured the girl was out of her mind anyways.
“I won’t take no for an answer.”
Of course not. That would have been much too easy for Kamei to just say ‘no’ in a polite manner and run back home to Hyori, screaming bloody murder.
“I guess. Not like I have anyone better to travel with.”
Naetoru stared at his Trainer, anger in his eyes. If he could reach up to one of those icky tasting body parts again, he would latch on and not let go till she said ‘Wartortle,’ or whatever it was humans called their father’s brotherly equivalent. He had heard Konno try to teach him about it, but he really was paying more attention to the strange yellow tail in front of him. It was so crinkly, and full of electricity when he bit it. Never again would he bite a tail as long as he lived.
“Great! You can help me find her then. She’s goofy looking, a little weird… and… well, you’ll know her when you see her. She gropes anything that moves.”
’Groping? Moves? What? Ew?’ Kamei thought, as Niigaki went on.
“I might be over exaggerating the groping part a bit.”
Oh boy, did Kamei hope so. As Niigaki tried to figure out whether ‘groping’ and ‘exploring’ meant the same thing, or whatever, Kamei shook her head, and looked down, just in time to see a cute little pink thing staring right back up at her.
“Mime! Mime!” it said happily, waving its arms about. Kamei grinned.
“Hey there cutie…”
“Mime Mime!” it shouted again, and then took to toddling over to Chikorita. There was a small conversation that went between them, before the small Pokemon smacked Chikorita square in the cheek, and ran off into the bushes, deeper into the forest. Chikorita glared.
“CHIKO!” she shouted, running off after it. Kamei blinked.
“Oh! Hey, wait!” she called, then glanced over at Niigaki, who was still ranting. Rolling her eyes, Kamei scooped up a rather ornery Naetoru, and grabbed a hold of Niigaki’s arm, before dashing off after Chikorita.
She was fairly positive Niigaki did not want to lose two friends in one day.
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