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Companion	By : SilverDemonWolf Category: Pokemon > General Views: 7380 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Don't own Pokemon, never have, never will. Also not making any money or profit off of this.

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Author's Note: Gods, I have no idea how long it's been since I wrote fic. Four or five years, at least. And when I look back on what I wrote then, it makes me want to chop off my own fingers in shame.

Anyways, this is just an idea I had that I felt like writing out. If I get enough of a positive response, I might continue it. Hell, if Dai beats me over the head enough, I might continue it without the positive response.

Granted, Dai would beat me up anyways, since she has made it clear that she's mad at me for tossing her into this. Too bad, so sad.

If anyone has any questions about anything in the fic, or about the worldbuilding itself, feel perfectly free to ask. I'll try my hardest to answer any questions either in the author's note or in the fic itself, if I can work it in.

This fic is both me being bored enough to finally write again, and sort of a response to all of the other journey fics where the character is a total slut. I know that in the context of the stories that's perfectly acceptable, and you guys just want the porn anyways (why else would you be here?), but I did want to try my hand at something a little different. So no, Dai will NOT be dropping her pants for every random Pokemon and trainer she sees.

Anyways, enough of my blabbering, you guys are here for the good stuff.

Also, everyone in my story is of age. There are in-world reasons for it, mainly the fact that someone has to be a legal adult to obtain a license.

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Dai sighed in boredom as she leaned back in her seat, idly fiddling with the fluffy end of her braid where it emerged from the tie keeping the majority of it together. The red strands were smooth and silky, a change that had come about only in the past year or so. Growing up, her hair had been a giant mass of frizz, and only now was finally settling in to something resembling manageble.

The boy in the seat next to her yawned widely, covering his mouth with a hand before leaning over to whisper to Dai. "Why do we have to go through with this course again?"

"Because the caretakers think we're terminally stupid and haven't picked up on any of this in the past eighteen years?" Dai replied back drolly.

'This' was a course that Dai and three other kids were having to take. In all fairness, it was only a week long, and today was the last day of it. Still, as she had mentioned, it wasn't as if they had all been deaf, dumb, and blind for the past nearly two decades.

However, the course was required in order to get a license to own and train Pokemon, and it wasn't as if this group had much of a choice. All four of them were from the local orphanage, and at reaching eighteen, they were now going to be on their own. At the very least, having the license would make any jobs where they were required to work with Pokemon a feasability, even if they didn't want to become a Trainer or Ranger.

"Oh! He's getting to the good part!" The boy beside Dai grinned as he sat up, leaning forward in his seat eagerly to hear the next part of the course. Dai rolled her eyes, but made sure to listen up. This was a part that no adult had really clarified to any of them.

"Alright. All four of you already know that the allowable limit for owning Pokemon without specialized permits is six on a battling team, and one Companion Pokemon. You've probably been told that the reason for this is that it is unfeasible for one person to take care of more Pokemon than that, and that is partially the truth.

Now, some of you may know, and some of you may not know, of the ancient agreement between Pokemon and humans. It is the reason that Pokemon agree to partner with us, to leave their homes in the wild and battle for us, even put their lives on the line. In return for doing all that they have, humans have returned our own promise. We have sworn that any Pokemon that enters a partnership with one of us will have all of their needs looked after. Food, a place to stay, companionship, and yes, sex."

The boys, immature things that they were, all started making lewd sounds and comments at this, leaving Dai to sigh and rub her forehead in exasperation. She had grown up with all three of them, and had long been convinced that they would never mature.

"Of course, sex isn't feasible with many Pokemon species, and there are other, special provisions for them. And there are guidelines. The Pokemon age of consent is widely considered to be at two years old, although it can vary between species. If there is any doubt, look it up or ask the Pokemon themselves. All of you will be given your translators at the end of the course, so that won't be a problem. Also, any rules that apply to humans also apply. Consent is a must, and infact, raping a Pokemon or being raped by one carry consequences just as bad for the rapist as for a human raping another human. Remember, these Pokemon are your partners. They are your friends, they will protect you, maybe with their lives. This bond cannot exist if there is fear on either side.

Now, getting on to Companions. As I have said before, Companion Pokemon do not battle, except in extreme circumstances. They do not reside in Pokeballs. Companion Pokemon are Pokemon who form an extremely tight-knit bond with their human partner. Rangers will only have a Companion Pokemon, whereas Trainers have it as an option. The bond between a trainer and a Companion is hard to describe, but the basic premise is this: your normal Pokemon are your friends. You'll enjoy spending time with them, even being with them intimately. Companions will be your lovers. The bond goes deeper and truer, and it is they who are the most likely to give up their lives to save yours, and the inverse is also true. Remember, Pokemon training is dangerous, and the purpose of the Companion, in addition to being your most beloved Pokemon, is also as a first line of defense, to give a trainer time to get their other Pokemon out, or to give a non-trainer time to get away. Now, any questions?"

Dai sat there silently and suffered through the questions being asked by the boys around her ("Can Pokemon and humans get pregnant from one another?" "No." "Which Pokemon are the horniest?" "I'm not answering that, or any other lewd questions." "Aww..." "Can we get STDs from Pokemon?" "There are no diseases that are transferrable between the species."). A glance at the clock proved that the course was about over, which had her fidgitting slightly at her desk.

Normally the course was held once every six months for the kids at the orphanage, to certify the ones who wanted to work with Pokemon before they left. However, the local lab would be handing out Starter Pokemon tomorrow, and with the relatively large amount of kids who had just hit their eighteenth birthday and all wanted to be trainers, they had made a special exception.

"Alright, I know all of you want to get out of here, but I have just one more thing to tell you before I give you your certifications and take you to get your translators." Even Dai straightened up then, eager to get out of there.

"Remember, Pokemon stay with you because they choose to. If you abuse or mistreat them, or even don't meet their needs, then they can and will choose to leave. If you abuse your Pokemon and their trust in you, you'll rapidly find yourself without a team. And you can garuntee that your Pokemon will tell others about you, so you'll find it hard to get any more. So I suggest you do right by them, if you want to stay a trainer long."

The middle-aged man smiled at them. "And now, for what you've all been waiting for. You are all now certified to handle Pokemon. I already have your cards all printed out, and in a moment I'll bring in my Companion to handle the translators."

Dai held her breath as the man took envelopes off of the table that was doubling as a desk at the front of the room, and proceeded to hand them out to each member of the class. Dai was last, and she took a moment to savor the sight of her name on the front (Daisuke Brennan. Dai HATED her first name, mostly because it was a boy's name. There had been a bit of a mixup when she had first come to the orphanage as a baby, and one of the caretakers had already put the name down legally by the time it was found out, thus why she always went by her nickname) before opening the envelope and pulling out the four objects inside. One was an official looking certificate saying that she was now certified to handle Pokemon, another was a similar certificate declaring her a trainer (which was the result of taking an exam earlier in the day), and the last two were cards basically saying the same. The certificates she put back in the envelope, and the cards she placed in her wallet, which was then slipped back into her back pocket.

It didn't take long for all four of them to gather their things, and between the time Dai looked down to place all of the papers she had been given in her backpack, and back up to see what was next, an Alakazam had teleported into the room.

"This is Psy, my Companion Pokemon. She's specially trained, and will be handling placing your translators."

Now the boys looked nervous, although Dai remained unphased. Translators, to put it simply, were special chips that a psychic Pokemon of sufficient power and control would teleport into the correct place in the brain. While there were always rumors of the Pokemon missing the mark and killing someone, Dai had actually done her research, and had found no actual records of that happening.

"Don't worry. Psy has a perfect record, you four will be fine. The worse you'll go through is a headache for a day or two while your body adjusts, and some over the counter painkillers will take care of that. Now, who's first?"

Dai gave a snort of amusement while all three guys hesitated, and decided to step forward herself. "You three are a bunch of pussies. Here, I'll go first."

The teacher nodded, pulling out a chair and gesturing for her to sit in it. Dai did so, putting her backpack in her lap and wrapping her arms around it. In reality, it didn't take long. The Alakazam locked gazes with her, and the next thing the redhead knew, the psychic Pokemon's eyes glowed for a brief instant, and then there was a mild soreness in her head.

"All done! See, that wasn't so bad." The teacher gave a reassuring smile to Dai as she stood up. "You're free to leave, and good luck on your journey."

Dai let out a shaky breath that she hadn't knew she had been holding as she slipped her backpack on, leaving the room as one of the guys mustered the courage to approach the chair behind her. Finally. She couldn't wait to get out of this place and on her own.

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"Geez, did everyone and their retarded, inbred cousin show up?" Dai muttered to herself the next day. She, at least, had made sure to arrive early, with all of her things packed and ready to go in the travel pack at her feet. Part time jobs after school, and full time jobs during the summer for the past two years, in addition to not going on shopping sprees, had left her with enough money for the next few months, at least, and with enough supplies to choke a Tauros. Dai wasn't even sure how she would be expected to carry enough Pokechow to feed an entire team of six, plus a Companion, plus everything else she would need. Then again, hadn't one of the teachers mentioned that Pokecenters were generally placed around a day apart? And in places where that wasn't feasible, then they were fairly good about giving enough food to last the couple days to the next one. No matter, she'd figure it out as she went.

Dai was practically at the front of the line, with only three others waiting at the entrance to the lab before her, and so she had the opportunity to watch others arrive, some of them prepared as she was, and others looking like they had just rolled out of bed and wouldn't last half an hour on the road. The redhead sighed, rubbing her forehead in exasperation. She, at least, had taken the time to ask trainers that were passing through what she would need, and had outfitted accordingly. Hiking boots with special soles in the bottom to keep her feet from wanting to murder her at the end of the day, dark green pants made of a durable material that was easy to move in, a light t-shirt and light green windbreaker, and a cap that was resting on top of her things, so as to keep the sun off. That, and she had sunscreen. As pale as she was, Daisuke had no intention of getting sunburn.

When the line had swollen to a full hundred people, this being the starting point for anyone in Kanto to become a trainer and all, the double doors opened and the resident Professor stepped out. Professor Oak was getting on in years, and it showed in the way that he now was having to use a cane to get around.

"All of the Pokemon are inside. They have all been let out of their Pokeballs, so that each of you can get to know them before deciding who to choose for your starter. Once you've made a choice, come up to the front lobby for their Pokeball so you can be on your way. We have all varieties here, so no one is limited to just Bulbasaur, Squirtle, and Charmander, although we do have several members of each. Now, get in and get out, there's not enough booze in my office to deal with all of you."

Dai had to snatch up her pack in a hurry, as it suddenly seemed like EVERYONE wanted to cram in all at once. She did the smart thing, by darting inside and then immediately off to the right, pressing back against the wall as she waited for everyone to finish getting inside. It took a couple minutes, but finally everyone was spread out and talking to the various varieties of Pokemon. Letting out a sigh of relief, she shouldered her pack and dove into the fray, glancing around for anything that caught her eye.

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The small Pokemon snorted in disgust as he jumped out of the way of a trainer who had just spotted a Skitty and wanted to claim her first. For a moment he stared in shock after the boy, who looked as if he used to be a linebacker for the football team in his high school. Silently hoping that the Skitty was a size queen, he turned back to sizing up the humans. Gah, not a good one in the bunch. After not finding a decent partner the last two times, he had been hoping that the third time would be a charm. No such luc-

Oh, wait a minute. He paused in rounding a boy who was talking with a Squirtle to study one of the humans that he had just spotted. The boy's back was to him, but from what he could see...

Small, on the short side (he couldn't be more than 5'2"), but slender and well-formed, with a red braid going partway down his back, legs that seemed to go on forever, and an ass...

Oh Arceus that was the most glorious ass he had ever seen!

This certainly had promise. Grinning to himself, which ended up showing a lot of teeth, he dove into the crowd until he was close enough to the boy to tug on his pant leg.

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Dai blinked and looked down, her own hazel eyes meeting those of a Pokemon at her feet. This one was easily identifiable, since it was hard to mistake the small blue crocodile as anything but a Totodile. "Um, hi." They should be able to understand each other, right?

The Totodile blinked, and his first words caused her to instantly see red. "Wait, you're a chick?"

Now, Dai was sort of known back in the orphanage for her temper. And coupled with the fact that she was saddled with a guy's name and even looked rather andygronous tended to make it a bit of a sore point for her. So she could perhaps be forgiven for her next actions.

Maybe.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Totodile yelped as he had to dive out of the way of the trainer's lunge, her pack falling to the ground as she left it behind in favor of greater speed as she started to chase him. Of course, in the crowded area, this provided some difficulty.

"HEY!"

"OOF!"

"Is that guy trying to kill that Totodile?"

"Looks like it. Damn fine ass on that guy though, I wouldn't mind tapping that."

"Wonder who will win, Totodile or Ass Boy?"

"TAKING ALL BETS! TWO TO ONE ODDS ON TOTODILE! FOUR TO ONE ODDS ON ASS BOY!"

"Whoo! Awesome entertainment! Now all we need is booze!"

"DID SOMEONE ORDER BOOZE?" A clinking of bottles.

"HELLS YEAH! I'VE GONE TO THE PROMISE LAND BABY!"

"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BLUE BASTARD!"

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A half an hour later, and Daisuke groaned as she slumped back against a helpful wall, slowly sinking down to sit on the floor, knees brought up close to her chest. A full half an hour of chasing around a Totodile who was far faster and more agile than his stocky body suggested had left her exhausted, as well as her anger mostly spent. Half of the room was having an impromptu party, complete with a portable stereo that someone had produced, and plenty of beer. From the looks of it, pizza had even been ordered.

"Hey."

Dai looked up just as she felt a weight appear on her knees, and her eyes narrowed as she found herself nose to snout with the Totodile from before, who had draped himself over them. "What the hell do you want?"

"First off? To apologize." Dai blinked in surprise at that. "No offense, but you ARE rather andygronous, and especially from the back it's hard to tell what gender you are. I didn't mean to offend you. So... truce?" A small blue hand with stubby fingers tipped with tiny claws was thrust out. After a moment, Dai sighed and lifted one hand to shake his.

"Fine, truce."

"Second of all... you want to be my trainer?" Totodile couldn't help it, he gave a fierce, amused grin at the spluttering that produced.

"I just did my damn best to send you to the great Pokecenter in the sky! Why the hell would you want to be my Pokemon?!" Dai finally got coherent enough to snap out.

"Plenty of reasons." The Totodile gave her another toothy grin as he held up his hands, starting to tick off each one on a finger. "One, you're fiery. I like that in people, it shows you won't back down. Two, you have a damn fine ass, and I want to be the one to tap that." He held up a hand to forestall more imminent rage. "And three... You have this look to you that says you'll go far."

Now Daisuke was confused. "Explain."

"I've been here over a year. This is my third time meeting prospective trainers. And I've started to notice, the ones that end up going far and doing well all have a certain look in their eyes. You have that same spark, the one that tells me that when you start something, you won't be content until you're one of the best out there at it. And that's what I want in a trainer." The small blue Pokemon's crimson eyes sought out her own hazel ones. "I don't want to be a Totodile forever. I want a trainer that's going to push me, someone who's going to help me get stronger and become a Feraligatr one day. And I believe that you'll be able to do it." Now the toothy grin returned, only it had a perverted cast to it. "That fine ass is just the icing on the cake."

Dai groaned and rubbed her forehead as she took a moment to think. He was right, she WOULDN'T be happy until she was one of the best out there. And at least he was honest about his reasons, that alone she could appreciate.

"... Fine. We'll hammer out some ground rules once we're on the road." Daisuke snorted out a laugh as the Totodile did a fist pump, accompanied by an exclimation of 'Score!' "Now come on, let's go collect your Pokeball and my Pokedex and gear."

The Totodile slid off of her knees, allowing her to stand and dust herself off, then start threading through the crowd with him behind her. After a moment, she heard him ask from somewhere around the vicinity of her calves. "By the way, so I know what you're working with, how much bedroom experience do you have?"

Daisuke sighed and rubbed her forehead, already wondering if she made the right choice. "None, why?" The sudden sense that the Totodile had stopped walking made her stop and look behind her in confusion.

This just brought her the sight of the Totodile with his head bowed and his hands clasped infront of him. "Dear Arceus, thank you for the gift I am about to recieve..." He was cut off by an annoyed bop to the head, and couldn't help but give a sheepish grin up at his new trainer as they started walking again.

"By the way, do you have a name?" Dai asked as they hit the hallway that would take them to the front lobby.

"Yeah, sorry for not introducing myself earlier. The name's Scald."

"I'm Daisuke. DON'T LAUGH."

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Aaaand that's the end of the first chapter. Don't worry people, more is coming, and the smut should be in the second or third chapter. No, I am not telling in advance to anyone but my proofreader what the rest of her team is going to be, and even he doesn't know what I have planned for her Companion.

Special thanks to my proofreader, Kazuki! See you all next chapter!
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