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Forever Sapphire	By : PokemonAngel Category: Pokemon > General Views: 8573 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Forever Saphire
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“Megan, have you finished unpacking yet?” Heather, Megan’s mother’s, sweet voice carried up the stairs of the new two story home. Having just moved to Little Root of the Hoenn region, boxes were piled high all across the house. Heather expertly weaved through the clutter and made her way up to her daughter’s room.
Slowly opening the door, she saw the room was still almost barren, her daughter’s boxes still fully packed, barely touched. Her beautiful, sweet, young daughter sat solemnly on the windowsill, staring blankly across the gorgeous green foliage that made up their new small town.
Vibrant forest green trees surrounded the few houses scattered across the grass covered land. Few fluffy white clouds were sprinkled throughout the clear light blue sky. Taillow were chirping and the pokemon were plentiful in the area. Yet despite all this beauty and despite the great opportunity given to their family, Megan continued to sigh in disdain and depression.
“Honey I know this move has been hard on you,” Heather muttered to her daughter and rubbed her back soothingly.
Megan ignored her mother defiantly. She wanted to snap back that her mother had no idea how it felt to be pulled away from the only few friends she’s ever had. Ripped away from the only home she had ever known and moved to a completely new and different region from Johto. And to top it all off, and possibly worst of all, she was taken away just before she was allowed to get her trainer’s license for the Johto region.
“You know that your father couldn’t turn down this position Megan. Being a gym leader is a great honor. You should be proud of your father. He worked hard and it paid off. We have this beautiful house and you can always make new friends with kids in Little Root.”
“Mom I’m 17, all kids my age are pokemon trainers. They don’t want to be friends with some new girl who doesn’t have a pokemon. Just leave me alone.” Megan pulled back from her mother and grudgingly began to unpack. Ignoring any further attempt at communication from her mother.
Going back down to the kitchen, Megan’s mother called her husband worriedly.
“Good morning Heather, did you and Megan get settled in okay?” Thomas answered his wife’s call quickly and enthusiastically.
“Well not entirely…” Heather hesitated, biting her bottom lip.
“What’s the matter?” He asked in response, his wife’s silence distressing him.
“Megan isn’t doing well. I knew she would be upset about moving but this is getting out of hand. She needs something to help her adjust Thomas, something that can help connect her to this town.”
“Let me make a call dear, everything will be fine. I’m going to go back to the gym but I will be home for dinner.”
“Thank you. Goodbye, sweetheart.” Heather hung up the phone and looked toward the stairs, her heart aching for her daughter.
*Later that day*
Megan changed into a pretty dress that she bought just before the big move. A strapless, soft baby blue colored dress that accentuated her large chest with an empire waist, and fell down over her round belly, wide hips, and pillowy thighs. The bottom of the dress flared out, billowing around her legs in the light breeze. With a pair of tall high heeled wedges, held up by a matching baby blue ribbon tied beautifully around her ankle, Megan stood at an average 5’5”, whereas she was usually barely 5 feet tall. Her corkscrew curly copper colored hair fell below her round bubble shaped butt. Curled under bangs framed her heart shaped face and emphasized her odd teal colored eyes, button nose, rosy cheeks, and light coral pink lips.
Walking out of her house and onto the dirt path, Megan intended to take a long walk, wanting to get away from the house and her overbearing mother. Her hips swayed in an almost hypnotizing way as she sauntered toward the forest of route 101. A man’s troubled voice called out from deeper into the woods, surprising Megan.
“Help! Someone help me!”
Megan ran toward the distressed voice, her heart beating erratically in her chest. The sight before her startled and scared her. A tall, heavier set middle aged man with shaggy brown hair, dressed in a white lab coat was being chased by a big raccoon like pokemon with brown and beige fur. Its eyes were dark brown framed by a black mask and they glittered menacingly.
“You there! Please help me!” The man begged and pointed to a light brown bag that leaned up against a nearby tree. “That’s my bag. There are 3 pokeballs in it. Pick one and battle this Zigzagoon to help me!”
Opening up the bag, Megan found 3 pokeballs and a sheet of paper describing each pokemon in depth.
Torchic, the fire type chick pokemon. Male, level 5 with the move set Scratch, Growl, and Ember. Has a Brave Nature.
Treeko, the grass type, wood gecko pokemon. Male, level 5 with the move set Pound, Leer, and Absorb. Has a Docile Nature.
Mudkip, the water type, mud fish pokemon. Male, level 5 with the move set Tackle, Growl, and Water Gun. Has a Serious Nature.
“Here goes nothing…” Megan muttered to herself nervously as she picked up Torchic’s pokeball. A small flame symbol was etched just above the release button. The red top of the pokeball shined in the bright sunlight, captivating Megan.
“Go Torchic!” Megan called and threw the pokeball. It opened and in a zap of red light out came Torchic. The ball returned safely to Megan’s hand and she looked over Torchic in amazement. He was about 1 foot 5 inches tall, weighing only about 6 pounds. His feathers were a bright shiny orange, with yellow, downy wings. Orange and yellow feathers on his head resembled a flame and he had a black speck on his butt, signifying his male gender. His bright sky blue eyes almost matched Megan’s.
“Okay let’s see…” Megan desperately tried to recall all she knew about battling from her father.
The Zigzagoon had long since turned to his new opponent, growling at Torchic. Zigzagoon ran toward Torchic, intent on using Tackle.
“Oh god, okay! Torchic use scratch!” Megan bit her lip nervously, watching as the fire type narrowly dodged the tackle and turned just in time to scratch the Zigzagoon across the face with his sharp claws.
“Goon!” Zigzagoon whimpered before shaking it off and trying to tackle once again.
“Chic!” Torchic cheeped as it was knocked over by the tackle.
“Oh no,” Megan momentarily feared for the small fire type but breathed a sigh of relief as she watched him get up unscathed by the attack. “Okay Torchic you can do this. Finish him off with a scratch then an ember attack!” Megan commanded, slowly gaining confidence.
Torchic jumped toward the Zigzagoon and once again scratched his face before opening his small pale beak and unleashing a breath of fire that enveloped his opponent.
When the fire dissipated, Zigzagoon laid on the dirt unmoving.
“Thank goodness!” Megan huffed, holding a hand over her bosom where her heart beat erratically. “Are you okay?” She asked, running up to the man who was also gripping his chest in relief.
“Yes, thanks to you. You battled beautifully young lady.” The man commented before walking over to grab his bag, where he pulled out an unused pokeball, only to capture the Zigzagoon. “I will try to work on his attitude,” he chuckled, referring to the Zigzagoon.
“I’m glad I was here to help,” Megan smiled happily up at him as she held out the Torchic’s pokeball.
“Me as well,” the man chuckled and took the pokeball, looking at Megan thoughtfully as he recalled the Torchic, who had been standing awfully close to the young girl.
“Oh sorry! I’m Megan by the way! Megan Hawthorne.” Megan flushed shyly, guilty for nearly forgetting her manners, as she held out her red manicured hand for the man to shake.
“You must be Thomas’ little girl! It’s nice to finally meet you. I was actually talking to your father on the phone when that Zigzagoon decided to attack me. I’m Professor Birch!” The professor’s large, warm hand enveloped Megan’s, comforting her with the contact.
“It’s nice to meet you sir, my father has talked about you a lot. All good I promise.” Megan giggled and followed suit as he started to make his way back into town.
“That’s good to hear. You should meet my boy Jared, he is about your age. Jared should be at the house.” Professor Birch pointed to a house just down the dirt road from my new home.
“Yeah sure,” Megan nodded, her curiosity peaking at the thought of meeting the professor’s son. Her father had never mentioned the professor had a child, especially not one my age.
“After you introduce yourself why don’t you come on down to my lab. There is something I would like to discuss with you.” Professor Birch smiled and began to walk towards his lab, leaving Megan to look towards his house.
A part of her mind wondered what he had to talk to her about but she shoved that thought aside as she neared the front door of the large wooden house that almost mirrored hers.
Just as Megan raised her tiny fist to knock on the front door she was barreled over as the door opened and someone came rushing out.
“Ow!” Megan whimpered as she landed on the soft cushion of her large bubble shaped ass. ‘That will be a bruise tomorrow…’ She thought to herself as she looked up at the guy standing above her. Unbeknownst to Megan, the fall pushed her dress up, allowing a sneak peak of her tiny virgin pink pussy and thick pale white thighs as they spread apart. The guy focused his undivided attention on that area as Megan looked him over slowly.
He was tall, about 6 foot, and although he was slender, hidden muscle bulged beneath slightly tan skin. His light brown hair, wild and wavy, fell around his head and his eyes, reaching to an inch or two below his ear. The crystal clear sapphire blue of his eyes enchanted Megan immediately. They were framed by thick long black lashes, intensifying their pussy-wetting affect. She had to tear her eyes away from his to follow the line of his straight sculpted nose to the gentle curves of his slightly plump, kissable lips. A long fingered hand lifted into her view and she blinked, breaking her trance.
“Oh, thank you,” she spoke, her voice breathy and feminine. Megan took his hand, the calloused warm fingers making her shiver.
The muscles in his arms flexed as he helped lift her from her half-lying position on the ground. The action allowing her dress to fall back into place when she stood up once again.
“I didn’t mean to bump into you, I didn’t expect for someone to be standing outside the door,” the guy chuckled.
Megan blushed bright red and looked up and him through her own thick, makeup covered lashes. The guy smiled, noticing the blush, thinking how cute the sexy and beautiful little vixen was.
“You are…?” The guy asked curiously, positive that he had never seen her in this tiny town before.
“Megan Hawthorne,” she spoke softly and held out her hand, desperate to have him touch her again. “I just moved in down the road.
“Wait are you that new gym leader’s daughter?” He asked as he shook her hand gently, relishing in the feel of her baby soft skin. “Weird, I figured you would be a dude.” The guy laughed and grudgingly pulled his hand back, not trusting himself not to ravage her at that very moment if he didn’t keep his hands off her. “Gotta say this is much better though,” he added, his eyes roaming over her rockin’ body.
“T-thank you,” Megan blushed and giggled nervously. “You must be Professor Birch’s son?”
“Yeah. Speaking of which, my dad asked me to head up to route 103 to do some research. But I hope I see you again, real soon.” Jared smiled and passed Megan, their shoulders brushing slightly. The intense jolt of the brief contact sent shivers through Megan’s body.
“Me too…” Megan breathed, her face flush as she watched Jared disappear down the road and into the forest.
Megan’s head swam as she attempted to understand all of what just transpired.
‘After you introduce yourself why don’t you come on down to my lab. There is something I would like to discuss with you.’ Professor Birch’s voice invaded Megan’s thoughts and shocked her back into reality.
Quickly making her way to the lab at the outermost reaches of Little Root, Megan looked up at the large intimidating building hesitantly. After taking a deep breath she walked through the sliding glass doors. Welcomed by the sight of several assistants working on very advanced looking technical equipment. They paid her no mind as she walked towards the back, looking every which way for Professor Birch.
“Megan!” She heard and looked to see the Professor leaning around a large bookcase in the far back of the lab. “Please come join me!” His loud booming voice reverberated around the whole building, causing some of the assistants to cringe momentarily.
As she reached him, the Professor stood from the computer from which he had been working to gather a paper from the printer.
“I have something you might be interested in,” Professor Birch smiled gently and held out the piece of paper to Megan.
Her brow furrowed as she glanced over the words quickly. Understanding lit her soft, angelic features and she looked up at the Professor in shock.
“Professor…this is an application for a trainer license.” She said dumbly, pointing out the obvious.
“Yes,” Professor Birch chuckled. “It’s yours. I already filled everything in for you as you can see. If you need to change anything let me know but other than that all I need is a picture of you and I can give you your very own trainer card.”
“This is all happening so fast,” a small laugh passed her lips as she sunk down into a nearby chair in disbelief, her legs unable to hold her up any longer. Megan had always wanted to be a pokemon trainer, ever since she could remember. It was finally happening but…
“Why?” She asked, almost unable to believe this was all true.
Professor Birch pulled up a chair, sitting in front of her. Staring into her eyes, brown to blue, the Professor spoke honestly, “Your father called me this morning, explaining the hard time you have been having with this big move. He also said you weren’t able to become a pokemon trainer in Johto for that same reason. My heart goes out to you. That’s a lot to deal with. I hope by giving you this opportunity, you can make a new life for yourself here in Hoenn, a better life.”
“Thank you…” was all Megan could reply, tears threatened but she held them at bay.
“No need to thank me, you earned this. I planned on doing this for you the entire time but after seeing you battle earlier and the immediate connection you had with Torchic, it only fueled my desire to help you.”
“Alright!” Professor Birch said after a moment of silence, breaking the thick atmosphere. “Let’s get your picture!”
Grabbing the camera from the large oak desk, Professor Birch took the picture of the beautiful smiling girl, her eyes twinkling like the night stars.
After fooling around with the computer, out popped a small laminated card with Megan’s information and picture.
“One last question Professor,” Megan spoke up, eagerly taking the card. “How am I going to get a pokemon?”
Before the Professor could respond Megan felt something warm and soft rubbing against her leg. She looked down to see Torchic looking up at her, his unusual blue eyes shining.
“I believe someone already chose you,” Professor Birch chuckled and held out Torchic’s ball to the pleasantly surprised girl.
“Really Torchic? You want to be my partner?” Megan asked excitedly to the orange chick.
“Chic!” Torchic cheeped and hopped onto her cushiony lap.
“I will take that as a yes,” Megan giggled and took his pokeball.
“If you ever need any questions feel free to ask me, or Jared, he is also skilled in pokemon training for someone who only recently got started himself.”
“Thank you, thank you, a million times thank you!” Megan gushed, hugging Torchic to her breasts, unable to bring herself to send him to his pokeball.
“I have a suggestion, why don’t you join Jared up on route 103? I’m sure he would love the company and you can learn some things about being a pokemon trainer.”
“Yes sir,” Megan bowed her head and ran from the lab, Torchic cuddled in her embrace.
Running out of breath, Megan stopped halfway between the lab and her house. She looked down at Torchic who chuckled at her lack thereof athleticism.
“Hey, I’m doing this in heels thank you very much,” she huffed out but smiled in response to his pleasant chirping.
Megan talked back and forth with Torchic until she reached her house, it was as if she could understand him in some odd way.
“Mom guess what?!” Megan called into the house as she ran inside to see her mother sitting in front of the TV.
“Oh hello dear, you should have been here. Your dad was on the television! Oh, who is this?” Megan’s mother asked amusingly as she noticed the Torchic in her daughter’s arms.
“Mom this is Torchic. Torchic, this is my mother. Apparently daddy talked to Professor Birch and asked him to give me a pokemon! Isn’t that awesome?!” She enthused, holding out her pokemon for her mother to inspect.
“Well your father wants you to like it here sweetie. It’s nice to meet you Torchic. Will you two be staying for long? I could make us all up some yummy snacks.”
“No thanks mom, the Professor wants me to go to Route 103 north of Oldale Town. I will be back later tonight I promise!” Megan rushed upstairs and grabbed her Pokegear, also taking a few snacks from the kitchen for both her and Torchic as well.
Once on route 101, Megan slowly made it through the forest, Torchic always by her side. They battled few opponents, Torchic protecting her from several Wurmple and Zigzagoon.
“You are so strong Torchic!” Megan cooed down at him as they reached Oldale Town over an hour later.
“Chic Chic!” Torchic puffed out his chest and flapped his short fluffy wings.
“Hey young lady!” Megan heard, watching a young man only a few years older than herself approaching, wearing a bright smile and a light blue apron. “I work at the PokeMart, just over there,” he pointed a small building with a blue roof. “We are giving away free samples, why don’t you have a potion?” He held out a small spray bottle with a clear liquid on the inside.
“Oh, thank you! What does it do?” Megan asked, taking it from the man.
“If your pokemon get hurt during battle you can use this to heal their wounds.”
“That sounds amazing,” Megan happily accepted his information and she and Torchic continued on their way north to Route 103.
As they came upon a small pool of water, most likely something the pokemon used as a watering hole of sorts, Megan spied Jared who was currently watching two Wurmple interact together.
Patiently waiting for him to finish what he was writing, Megan simply stared at him, her eyes roaming over his body and the partial profile of his face that his position allowed her.
Jared started packing up his things in his backpack so Megan approached him slowly as to not startle him. Hearing the stir of sticks, leaves, and grass, Jared turned to see the beautiful girl from before.
“Hey Megan, what are you doing here?” He asked, standing and slinging his backpack over one shoulder.
“Your dad told me I should come talk to you, see if you needed help or anything,” Megan giggled and pushed her hair behind her ear shyly.
“I actually just finished. Hey Torchic,” Jared said and knelt down to pat her pokemon on the head. “Did my dad give him to you?”
“Yup! He is all mine now! Your dad is the best!” Megan boasted before looking at a pokeball attached to Jared’s belt. “Did your dad give you a pokemon too?”
“Sort of. He gave me an egg a few months ago and it hatched into this little guy.” Jared opened the ball and out came what appeared to a Mudkip. It had a blue body with a light blue tail and underside. A fin was at the top of his head and he had orange gills on each cheek. His wide purple eyes looked up at Megan curiously.
“Hi there cutie!” Megan spoke gently and rubbed under the Mudkip’s chin, making him croon in happiness.
“Chic…” Torchic pouted, watching his trainer give attention to another pokemon.
“Oh Torchic don’t be jealous,” Megan giggled and picked him up, coddling him to her bosom. “You will always be my number 1!”
“You are really good with him. Wanna have a pokemon battle? I would love to see how you handle Torchic in a fight.” Jared suggested, a small confident smile on his handsome face.
“Sure! Torchic and I have only battled wild pokemon thus far. What do you say baby?” Megan asked, kissing Torchic on his warm cheek.
“Tor-Torchic!” He cheeped confidently, puffing out his chest and jumping from Megan’s arms to the ground into a fighting position.
Backing up from one another, the two trainer’s readied themselves for battle.
“Ladies first,” Jared spoke loudly, so Megan could hear him.
“Okay Torchic let’s start out strong with a Scratch attack!” Megan pointed at the Mudkip as she said the command. Her heart was racing with anxiety but also excitement. She wanted to prove to herself she was good enough to battle other trainers, but she also wanted to impress Jared.
Torchic ran quickly over to the Mudkip who was patiently waiting a command from his trainer.
“Mudkip dodge it!” Jared said quickly, his eyes narrowing in concentration.
“Kip!” Mudkip jumped, narrowly dodging Torchic’s claws.
“Again Torchic!” Megan yelled, watching as Mudkip continued dodging Torchic’s various Scratch attacks. “Stop!” Megan called out, realizing the constant attacks were merely exhausting Torchic.
“Mudkip use Tackle!”
“Use Ember Torchic!” Fire encased Mudkip before he knocked into Torchic, knocking him back.
“Torchic!” Megan bit her lip nervously, suddenly unsure of herself. “Use Scratch!”
Torchic successfully landed a scratch, its claws ripping across Mudkip’s face.
“Kip! Kip!” Mudkip whimpered and bucked back and forth wildly in pain.
“Quick Torchic give him another Scratch attack!” Megan took advantage of the opportunity presented by the distracted Mudkip.
“Chic!” Torchic growled and scratched Mudkip across his side.
“Mudkip use water gun!” Jared barked, his hands tightly fisted, his focus totally on the battle.
“Torchic dodge it!” Torchic ran behind a near tree, allowing the stream of water to hit the tree instead.
“Mudkip find him!”
Using his claws to grip the bark, Torchic ran up the tree, hiding among the foliage on a thick branch. Mudkip was running around the trees and just as he was under Torchic Megan yelled to her pokemon. “Torchic jump and use ember once more!” Torchic fell from the branch and breathed fire down on the unsuspecting Mudkip. Landing on his feet Torchic stopped his onslaught of fire and watched as it cleared, leaving the Mudkip struggling to get up on his feet before giving up and falling over, fainted.
“Oh thank goodness.” Megan breathed, quickly running over to the pokemon. “I hope he will be okay.” Megan worried, gently placing her hand on the Mudkip’s forehead from where Jared was holding him in his arms.
“He will be fine, a quick trip the Pokemon Center and he will be good as new!” Jared assured, returning Mudkip to his pokeball after reassuring the pokemon he did a great job. “You were amazing though. I’m impressed.”
“Thank you hehe,” Megan giggled and looked up at Jared shyly through her lashes.
“I’m gonna head to the Pokemon Center in Oldale, then back to my dad’s lab. You should come there too. He can probably find some research for you to do or something,” Jared smiled and waved before jogging back towards the town.
“Torchic you were fantastic!” Megan flattered and picked him up, spinning around in jubilation.
“Chick! Torchic!” He chirped and rubbing his face against Megan’s breasts, loving the attention.
“Let’s head back to the lab to see if we can help Professor Birch,” Megan said and called him into his pokeball so he can rest.
Two hours later, Megan was entering the pokemon lab in Little Root.
“Ah Megan, welcome back. Jared was just telling me about the thrilling pokemon battle you two had earlier.” Professor Birch laughed and patted Megan on the back. “You really are something little lady!”
“Thank you,” Megan laughed along with him, shy to such praise.
“I’m glad you two get along so well because I have the job for the both of you. This is called a pokedex,” Professor Birch said, holding up a red technological machine with a screen and several buttons. “It automatically records data about pokemon you see and capture. I would like it if you two would travel all across the Hoenn region, gathering information about every pokemon you come across. What do ya say?”
Jared and Megan looked at each other smiling, excitement lighting of their blue eyes.
“That would be awesome dad!” Jared exclaimed, taking the pokedex his father held out to him.
“I would be honored Professor Birch!” Megan also accepted the pokedex, looking at it with curiosity and astonishment.
“Both pokedex have been computed with your own personal information. It also has my contact information if you ever should feel the need to call me. Other than that I think we are finished. I really appreciate this kids.” Professor Birch assured before returning to his work.
“I’m gonna head to Rustboro City, that’s the first gym of the Hoenn pokemon league. What about you Megan?” Jared asked as the two exited the lab, both walking down the road in the direction of their homes.
“I will head there too, but I have to talk to my mom first.” She nodded towards her house as they neared it.
“Well I will see you soon,” Jared slowly leaned down and kissed Megan on the cheek.
A fire red blush ignited across her cheeks as she accepted the kiss and watched him walk toward the forest of route 101.
“Wow…my first cheek kiss from a boy…” Megan giggled shyly and rushed into her house.
“Hey mom,” Megan greeted, seeing her mom working in the kitchen.
“Yeah sweetie?” She asked genuinely as she continued to cook efficiently.
Megan explained everything that occurred in the last few hours, going into great deal about Professor Birch’s request and how she needed to help any way she could.
“I understand dear…you are your father’s daughter.” Her mother sniffled, wiping at her eyes, trying to hold back her tears.
“Don’t cry mom! I will call I promise!” Megan assured and hugged her mother tightly, their large breasts squishing together.
“I know you will dear. Alright get some stuff together and I will pack up some snacks.” Her mother shooed her toward the stairs before turning and gathering up different foods that Megan could take with her.
Megan ran up to her room and found her large black backpack. She stuffed in as many clothes as she could, as long with a blanket and a small tent from the garage. Megan gingerly placed the food her mother packed for her in the backpack where they stood outside the front door, saying their goodbyes.
“Call any time, day or night. And be sure to visit your father before heading to Rustboro!”
“Yes mom,” Megan promised and they hugged once again.
Heather watched with a hollow heart as her daughter walked out of view. She would miss her little girl but she knew that Megan needed this adventure.
“Torchic come on out!” Megan called and threw up the pokeball. Torchic jumped up, perching on Megan’s shoulder with a happy titter.
“Never leave my side Torchic, we can do this together.” Megan vowed and walked into Route 101, leaving Little Root behind her.
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