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Between Two Worlds
Something More

Mystic Mewtwo

Part Six

Disclaimer: Pokemon is not mine, and let�s just leave it at that.

One new character, of mine, is introduced in this part.

I�m giving you fair warning. Before you start reading, know that some of this context becomes a bit suggestive, in the way of sexual notions.

Also, I strongly recommend keeping a box of Kleenex handy, as it does get a bit emotional.

The next day dawned chilly, and gray.

By mid-morning, it had started raining. Not a good day to be cooped in a stuffy office, with paperwork up to my eyes.

I had given up long ago on the task of trying to make sense out of the mish mash of papers. They were in horrible disarray, with some pieces missing. Buried somewhere, in its cluttered litter.

I was sitting on the window seat now. Staring gloomily out at the falling rain.

Today, was just the beginning, of what promised to be a tormental job.

I was dying from boredom, and was actually starting to wish I was with Mewtwo. Being the jerk that he was. At least his company would keep me from going absolutely insane.

By my apparent attitude towards him, one could possibly guess. That the rest of our visit with each other did not end particularly well.

********************

I started giving up, on trying to make Mewtwo talk.

Every question I asked, afterwards, was met with a stony silence. After trying so very hard for over an hour, I finally called it quits.

I was tired. My patience was gone, and I had a nasty headache coming on.

�Be that way! I don�t care!� I snapped, angrily, at him.

I wanted to leave.

As much as I liked him, I couldn�t stand being in here, one second longer. He was driving me crazy, and I didn�t think he wanted me here anyway.

I started walking towards the door, when I felt a sharp tug on my ankle. Caught off guard, I lost my balance. I reeled backwards. Landing hard on the floor, with my backside.

Dull pain shot up through my back, and I slightly clenched my teeth.

I was dazed.

What had tugged at my ankle, to make me fall? I heard quiet laughter behind me, and my dazed feeling turned into pure rage.

I bolted up from the floor, and spun around, glaring at Mewtwo.

�You fucking, jackass!!� I shrieked, my voice rising two octaves, �Why the hell did you do that for?!�

His laughter stopped instantaneously, but he didn�t answer me. His face, though, held the expression of that he had been socked in the stomach.

I was so infuriated, I really didn�t pay all that much attention.

Spinning around quickly on my heel, I sprinted out the door. Away from the training facilities, away from Mewtwo.

I felt so hurt. What had I done to him, to make him hate me so?

I ran all the way to my room. Fumbling with the key, when I began unlocking the door.

When I finally got in, I closed the door back behind me, and locked it. I tossed the key on the nightstand, and flinged myself on the bed.

Burying my face in the pillow, I began sobbing.

**************************

No! What had he done?!

This wasn�t supposed to happen.

Mewtwo was so ashamed with himself.

He cn�t n�t believe what he�ne. ne. It was like something out of a bad dream.

What in the hell possessed him to hurt Ki?

Mewtwo squeezed his eyes shut in pain, and remorse.

He wished so hard he could change what happened. To take it all back from the beginning, and start over, but he couldn�t.

Oh, god! He couldn�t!

When he had the chance to tell her he was sorry, he had been too damn slow, and she ran away from him.

There wouldn�t be another chance to apologize very soon. Because she wasn�t coming back, not until the day after tomorrow.

Why? Why had he done it? Mewtwo didn�t understand.

He loved her so very deeply, he didn�t ever want to hurt her. He would never dream of doing such a thing.

Yet, it happened, and he didn�t know why.

It was just so weird, to be in love. With someone he just met, a complete stranger. Yet, it was as though, he�d known her since the beginning of his life.

Now sas gas gone. Not from the building, but from himself.

Mewtwo felt like the world collapsed on top of him.

He stood there, staring blankly at where Ki had been. A silent tear slowly sliding down his cheek.

**************************

I guess I must have fallen asleep. Because, when I lifted my head off the pillow, it was dark.

I sat up. Glancing at the clock, on the dresser.

7:15, it read.

I�d missed dinner, and I realized that I was hungry.

I�d not eaten since this morning, having only an apple, and I didn�t eat lunch. Due to the unfortunate incident with Mewtwo.

So, by now, I was pretty famished.

Mewtwo.

Thinking of him, made me realize I no longer felt hurt, or angry with him. But still, I wished I knew why he did it.

A sudden knock, on the door, interrupted my thoughts.

�Who is it?� I asked, cautiously.

�It�s ,� c,� came the answer, �Can I come in?�

�Sure,� I replied, getting up from the bed.

I walked over to the door, and unlocked it for her.

She opened it, and came in. Closing it back behind her.

�Hi. I thought you might want something to eat, since I didn�t see you at dinner,� she said, holding out a brown paper bag.

�Thanks,� I told her, taking it.

I sat down on the bed, and Maxi took a seat on the vanity chair.

I opened the bag. Pulling out a cheese sandwich, potato chips, an apple, and a juice box.
I bypassed everything else, but the apple, taking a bite. Chewing the piece slowly, thoughtfully.

I wasn�t thinking about anything in particular, mostly just daydreaming.

�Is there anything wrong, Ki?� Maxi�s voice asked, startling me.

I�d forgotten that she was here.

�No,� I answered, slowly, hesitating, �Why?�

�You seem to be preoccupied, as if something were bothering you,� she answered.

I started playing with the apple.

I so badly wanted to tell her my feelings for Mewtwo, and the accident that happened between us. But I wasn�t sure if I could trust her, with something of that nature.

Looking into her eyes, I knew, then, I could. Maxi�s eyes reminded me of Mew�s. They were wide, and deep, crystal clear, blue. Holding compassion, and concern for me.

I began wondering, just how on Earth she got mixed in with Team Rocket. She wasn�t anything like them.

She sat there. Watching me intently, for any sign of an explanation.

I took a deep breath; and began talking.

�Do knowknow how sometimes you expect one thing, and then, when it actually happens, it�s another?� I started.

Maxi nodded her head understandingly.

�Well, I found that out today,� I continued, �When I met Mewtwo.�

�What was it you were expecting about him?� she asked, curiously.

�I was expecting some kind of monster, but it wasn�t like that at all,� I answered.

�He is the most beautiful person I�ve ever seen,� I finished, a bit dreamily, remembering exactly how I reacted to seeing him for the first time.

Maxi flashed me a small grin, and I blushed.

�Then something horrible happened, and I got very angry with him,� I began, again, �He tripped me up by tugging on my ankle, when I least expected it. I got enraged, when he started laughing, and I called him.....�

I trailed off.

I started reliving the whole incident, in full detail. The fall, the laughing, and the shouting I did. In which, I started remembering what I had called Mewtwo, and the painful expression on his face, afterwards.

No, I said, softly to myself, unable to believe.

What did I do?

I didn�t mean to call him that, I didn�t mean it. I began to start crying.

Maxi looked at me, alarmed.

�Ki, what is it? What�s wrong?� she asked, concerned.

�Oh, god!, Maxi! I didn�t mean to call him that, I didn�t mean to hurt him!� I sobbed out.

She moved over to the bed.

Sitting down next to me, and put her arm around my shoulder.

�Ki, it�s all right. Don�t cry,� she tried to soothe me.

�I can�t believe I called him a fucking, jackass. I didn�t mean to,� I choked.

Maxi drew air in through her teeth.

�That does sound pretty bad,� she said, �But I�m sure he knows that you didn�t mean it.�

�I wish I knew that for myself,� I answered, quietly, my crying tapering off.

I could if I wanted to, but it was risky, and I didn�t want to chance it.

�You really like Mewtwo, don�t you?� Maxi asked me, quietly.

I looked at her.

�Only a little,� I confessed.

�Hmm,� she answered, absently.

The truth was, I liked him more than just a little.

�Maybe you�re just what he needs, a friend who cares about him. It could bring out a kinder, gentler side of him,� Maxi mused, a loud.

I gazed intently at her.

�Do you really think so?� I asked, a little hopeful.

�It�s worth a shot,� she replied.

I gave her a little smile, her smiling back at me.

She, then, glanced up at the clock, and suddenly jumped up.

�Whoa, shit!� she cried, �Look at the time! I better best be going. Otherwise, a goon squad will be sent after me.�

�Thank you for coming by,� I said

�No problem,� Maxi answered, �It beats stealing Pokemon any day.�

She started walking to the door.

�Wait!� I called to her, getting up.

She stopped, turning around to face me.

�How did you get involved with Team Rocket?� I asked, �Compared to them, you�re an angel.�

Maxi smiled.

�My parents sent me here, because they have strong ties in the organization,� she answered.

�Plus,� she added, wrinkling her nose in disgust, �They say it�s the easiest way to make money, and get Pokemon.�

I stared at her in astonishment.

The very idea appalled me.

�Why don�t you quit?� I asked.

She shook her head.

�It�s not that easy,� she replied, �There�s a lot of risk involved.�

I knew what she meant.

You just can�t flat out quit Team Rocket. It was an endangerment to your life.

�I�ve got to head out now,� Maxi told me, �But I�ll see you around, and maybe we�ll talk again.�

She opened the door, walking out into the hallway.

Where she stopped, and turned back to me again.

�Everything will be all right with Mewtwo,� she said, �You�ll see.�

Maxi then closed the door.

I heard her footsteps fading down the hall. I locked the door back, and walked across the room. Sitting down, on the bed.

I hoped that she was right, that things would turn out all right. But, I wish they were now.

I glanced at the barely touched food, on the bed.

I really wasn�t all that hungry anymore. But, I did finish the apple, and drank the juice.
I put away the sandwich, and chips, and set them on the vanity table. But then, changing my mind, took back the sandwich, and started nibbling on it. I ate about half of it. Before I trashed it, and the chips.

Then, I started getting ready for bed.

I went into the bathroom.

Pulling off my clothes, and took a long, hot, shower. Getting out afterwards, and drying off. I slipped on my long, sleeveless, white silk gown.

As I passed by a full-length mirror, I suddenly stopped. Gasping at my reflection.

I appeared very close to resembling an angel. All I needed were wings, and a halo.

Smiling to myself, I walked to the bed, and began turning down the bed covers.
I climbed into bed.

�If I look like an angel, then I can most certainly be one,� I thought to myself.

Turning out the lamp on the nightstand, I laid down.

Falling asleep, as soon as my head hit the pillow.

**********************

Which brings me back to now.

It had stopped raining, a little while ago. The clouds were beginning to part just enough to let a few rays of weak sunshine through.

It didn�t change the temperature any, but it made the water on the grass sparkle, like diamonds.

Like a diamond in the rough, I mused to myself, suddenly, A precious gem, still uncut.

I was thinking about Mewtwo. For the umpteenth time, since I woke up this morning.

I�d already forgiven him, being partly at fault myself. My tiredness, and frustration with him made me overreact.

Hopefully, he could sense my silently thought apology, since I couldn�t say it to him directly.

Curse this god-forsaken paperwork! If I wasn�t so tied up with it, I�d be there with him now.

Of course, what difference would that make? I was told to stay away from the training facilities, for the day.

That way, I could spend an entire day getting to know him, while I worked with him.

Like shit, I�d wait that long. I was going to find a way, even if I had to sneak in.
I glanced despairingly at the stack of papers. I purposely neglected them, for over an hour, but I realized they weren�t going to finish themselves.

So, I needed to hop to it. Because I didn�t want to spend the whole day on it.

Sighing, I got off the window seat, and walked to the desk. Taking a seat in the chair, behind it.

I slipped off the first paper on the stack. Picking up a pen, started to write.

**************************

Rain. Despicable rain.

Mewtwo stared forlornly out the window, watching it fall. All that was on his mind was Ki.

He had sensed her forgiveness of him, and the apology on her behalf. Which, he didn�t think was necessary.

Because she had every right to be angry with him, but he accepted it.

Her forgiveness cheered Mewtwo some, but his spirits were still low. Only because, Ki was not actually here with him.

Something about her made him feel, well, content. Truly content. Another emotion he was not accustomed with.

Nothing, since the day of his birth, has been worth being happy about.

For the first time he ever felt happiness, Mewtwo made the most god-damned mistake of his life. In driving away the one thing that made him feel this way.

If not for some lucky stroke of fate, Ki, and the happiness she brought, would have been lost to him forever. She could have easily left, if she wanted to.

But she stayed, for him.

He began to feel something slide down his cheek.

Realizing it was a tear, quickly, angrily, brushed it away.

�This is insane,� he thought.

It was the boredom, it was driving him crazy. It had to be, wasn�t it?

Mewtwo was beginning to have doubts that it was. When he realized it was loneliness, and not boredom, he was feeling.

He wanted Ki. He wanted her company, and for some reason, he wanted more than just that.

The only way to get her here, though, was to ask.

Mewtwo already suspected he might not get the answer he wanted. But he had to try, for that much at least.

His only question now, and he feared the answer, was would she come?

Hearing footsteps, he turned around, in time to see Jake make his way past him. Heading towards the front entrance.

This was his chance. Mewtwo reached out with his hand, and grabbed the back of Jake�s shirt collar.

�Hey!� he choked, �What the hell�s the big idea?!�

Jake began struggling, to free himself from Mewtwo�s grasp.

Which only succeeded in making him cough.

Don�t struggle, Mewtwo warned, You�re only making it worse.

Jake stopped his fidgeting, and Mewtwo released his hold on the shirt.

Jake was bent over, gasping for air. His hands on his knees.

After a few minutes, he was breathing regularly, and he stood up straight.

�What was suddenly so god-damn important, that you nearly killed me for it?� he asked, angrily.

Mewtwo narrowed his eyes.

You don�t know how much I�d like to do that, he told Jake, silently.

A request, he answered, simply, a loud this time.

�A request,� Jake repeated, disdainfully, �And just what�s particularly important about this...... request?�

Mewtwo closed his eyes in annoyance.

This is what he got for referring to a human, with an I.Q. smaller than a Diglett. Or common sense, one.

He chose the former.

Mewtwo reopened his eyes.

That you bring the new assistant here, to stay awhile, he replied.

For a second, Jake stared blankly at him.

Mewtwo didn�t know whether to hit him, or just plain kill him, and put him out of his misery.

It finally dawned on Jake, what exactly Mewtwo was talking about.

�Oh, you mean the new girl, Ki,� he answered, �Nope. Sorry. I can�t.�

Mewtwo softly sighed with disappointment.

Though, he was expecting as much.

�Even if I could,� Jake continued, �She�s not supposed to come here at all today. Plus, she has a lot of work to do.�

�Besides,� he added, �You got a practice match this evening, and you�ll need to concentrate on getting ready for it.�

The match.

It was the last thing on Mewtwo�s mind, that he wanted to do. But no sense in arguing with Jake.

What did it matter anyway? Ki wasn�t coming, and he had no joy, or desire, to beating up an opponent in battle.

�I haven�t actually met Ki yet,� Jake said, suddenly, startling Mewtwo out of his thoughts, �But I hear she�s quite cute. Really very attractive, and mature for her age. If you catch my drift.�

He winked at Mewtwo.

Mewtwo began feeling as though he were on fire. His whole body was hot with embarrassment, among other things.

Though, he couldn�t see for himself, his cheeks were flushed a deep crimson.

Jake was slyly grinning at his reaction.

�You�ve noticed, huh?� he asked, coyly, �Sometimes a girl will do that to you.�

Mewtwo didn�t speak, nor did he move. If he had, there was absolutely nothing to stand in his way. To keep him from absolutely murdering Jake.

What his feelings for Ki, was none of that jackass�s business. Fortunately, this problem was resolved, when Jake�s wristwatch began beeping.

�Gotta go, lunch,� he said, �It gets too crowded, too fast, in the cafeteria. By the way, your lunch is on a tray, sitting on the table. When you want it.�

Jake left, pushing open the door. Starting to walk down the hall.

His footsteps echoing on the floor, as they began to fade.

Mewtwo was alone once again.

He totally despised Jake. He was always so full of himself.

Mewtwo especially hated his flippant attitude, and constantly smart mouth. Which was the only thing that was, as his brain wasn�t.

As long as Mewtwo could help it, though, he never pestered Jake much.

As he had that whip he carried around with him always, and was authorized to use it. Whenever he wished.

Mewtwo saw those few instances, and experienced a few himself.

It was not so much the wounds it left, for he instantaneously healed them. It was the memories of them, that were painful.

Being the only times he had ever felt afraid.

Mewtwo barely glanced at his lunch on the table.

He wasn�t hungry. Even if he were, he wouldn�t feel much like eating it.

He began walking, towards the window. It wasn�t raining anymore, and the sun was even trying to come out from behind the clouds.

Here, and there, were small breaks. Occasional rays of sunshine broke through, leaving sunlatchatches on the ground.

At one point, a ray of sunshine shone through, at exactly the right angle. Creating a very lovely, heavenly, effect.

Mewtwo smiled a little at its appearance, but it was also making him feel sad, as well. For it only reminded him of Ki, and how so very much he was missing her.

He thought of nothing else but her.
Th
The remainder of yesterday, all of last night. In which he barely slept at all, and all of this morning.

Even now.

Mewtwo sat down on the window seat.

Positioning himself, where his back was against the wall. Between the window, and the seat, so that he could look out.

He began curling up as best as he could. Bringing his knees up to his chin.

Letting his tail fall slack, on the floor.

He wearily closed his eyes.

He wo tio tired of fighting. His emotions, sleep, and just plain tired all together.

He sighed heavily. Pretty soon, began drifting off to sleep.

**************************

I laid my pen down on the desk. My hand cramped, and sore.

I began massaging it, to loosen it up.

�Oh, god!� I thought, painfully, as I hit a particularly sore area.

I had worked non-stop for two hours, trying to finish as much as possible.

I accomplished in getting that task done, but I was doubting my hand would ever be the same again.

Gradually, the stiffness began fading, and I could move it freely without pain now.

I glanced out the window.

The clouds were gone. Leaving a clear, blue sky.

The sun was stronger now, and the temperature was steadily climbing.

The clock, on the desk, chimed once. Signaling 1:00.

I realized I was hungry. A cafeteria had been vaguely mentioned to me. As being located somewhere in the building. All Team Rocket members ate there for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

I was curious to know what it was like, as I had not known of it previously. So, I decided to check it out.

I took a quick glance around the room.

The papers were stacked neat, and accurately. The chair pushehindhind the desk. No trash on the floor, and so on, and so forth.

Giovanni was a bit of a neat freak. He didn�t like things to be disorderly, and disorganized.

It was a relation to Team Rocket operations, in stealing Pokemon. Don�t leave any discriminating evidence.

I opened the office door, stepping out into the hallway. Shutting, and locking it behind me.

I didn�t have any trouble in finding the cafeteria. As I was walking, I heard the noise, before I even saw it.

I came in view of it. Walking over towards it, and opened one of the doors.

The instant I did, I wanted to close it again. The sound of who knows how many Rockets talking, shouting, laughing, was overwhelmingly deafening.

�I wish I brought earplugs,� I thought, over the din.

Even if I had, I don�t think they would�ve helped much.

I scanned my eyes around the enormous room. There were hundreds of tables, and every single one of them held Rocket members.

I spotted a line forming in the front, or back, of the room. Depending on how one is facing.

I got in line myself, and began waiting.

Suddenlywas was shoved hard, from behind, and I nearly lost my balance.

�Watch it!� a male Rocket snarled at me.

�You watch it!� I retorted.

He glared at me, and then, started smiling.

�You�re the girl, aren�t you?� he asked.

�Yeah.......,� I replied, slowly.

�Who is this guy?� I thought.

�My name�s Jake,� he introduced himself, as if hearing my thoughts, �Looks like you�re my new assistant.�

Assistant? To this guy? Puhleese. He looked like something a cat would drag in.
He was 5�9 with shaggy, dark black hair. That could stand to be cut, as well as a good washing. With mud-puddle brown eyes.

He wore a mismatched uniform. Consisting of black pants, and a white shirt, with a large red R on front.

It was clean, but it need ironing. He looked like he slept in it.

His face was similar to a fox�s. Sly, and very cunning.

I didn�t doubt he had the personality to match it.

�I guess I am,� I replied.

Don�t you have anything better to do? I asked him, silently.

I was feeling very uncomfole ale around him.

I smiled at him a little, so he wouldn�t notice my uneasiness. tooktook the hint.

�Well, I�ll see you around,� he told me, turning to leave, �Be sure you come bright, and early tomorrow morning, to the training facilities.�

�Leave!� I thought, frantically, as he lingered another minute.

He glanced back at me, grinning.

�I can see now why he reacted the way he did,� he remarked, as he began walking away.

�Huh?!� I thought, baffled.

Who in the world was Jake talking about, and what did he mean by that?

I didn�t have the chance to ponder over it, because I was, then, literally tackled to the floor. By an oncoming Rocket.

He was in too much of a hurry to realize he had ran over me.

I angrily picked myself up from the floor, and was about ready to take off after him. When I suddenly stopped, I had a better idea.

Spotting a banana peel, on the floor, I carefully used Telekinesis. To slide the peel, in the path of the ratinating Rocket.

What I didn�t count on was Jake intercepting, in front, and stepping on the peel himself.

He slipped,lingling face forward. Landing hard on the tile floor.

Laughter began exploding across the cafeteria. Sounding like that of an erupting volcano.

I was the only one not laughing. As I was just staring at the scene, in absolute horror.

Jake got up from the floor. Glaring angrily, at the expanse of Rockets.

�Shut up!� he roared, over them.

Everyone began quieting down, as soon as they heard Jake shout.

In a matter of seconds, the cafeteria was dead silent.

�Who did it?� Jake demanded.

Everyone stayed perfectly quiet.

The silence was more deafening than the noise had been.

�Since, you�re having some trouble remembering, I�ll give you a warning,� he told them, �If I find out, myself, who did it, you�re going to be in a shit load of trouble.�

Jake, then, turned swiftly around.

Heading out of the cafeteria. The door shutting, with a bang.

For a moment, no one dared to move, or speak. When they knew for certain the danger had passed, the cafeteria suddenly came back to life. Being as noisy as ever.

I remained calm, throughout it, but I was actually pretty scared. I didn�t want to find out what Jake would do, if he knew it had been me who tripped him.

But, it was never intendor hor him. It was intended for the other one, who mowed me down.

However, I did feel a small amount of satisfaction, that he had. Something about him was unnerving me.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, from behind.

Then, turning around, to see who did it.

�You mind?� a Rocket asked, irritably, as he indicated the line.

It was moving up considerably, leaving me behind in my thoughts.

�Sorry,� I mumbled, apologetically.

I moved up, stopping behind a Rockette.

We were closer to the serving area. So, I was able to take a peek, at the selection.

Being taller than the girl, in front of me, made it easy.

�What is this?� I thought, disgustingly, as I looked at it.

This didn�t resemble food, at all.

It was the appearance of colored liquid, accordingly flavored.

Ugh! I�d be better off eating Pokemon chow.

I spotted brown paper bags, like the one Maxoughought me last night. In the far corner, at the other end.

Rather than wasting my time, standing in line, I slipped out of place. Beginning to cut through the other way, to that end.

I didn�t score any Popularity points, with that little trick. However, I managed to grab a bag, without too much injury.

Emerging back out again, I began realizing, there was no place for me to sit. As there were still no available seats left in the whole room.

Then, looking in the very back, I spotted the only empty seat in the entire cafeteria.

As quickly as I could, without actually flat out running, I began walking towards it.
I was luckily able to grab it, before someone else.

It was not very roomy. As the table top, and other people sitting on both sides of me, was totally jammed.

I was starting to put my bag on the table, when I was suddenly shoved, out of my seat.

I, along with bag bag still in my hand, fell to the floor.

�What in the hell do you think you�re doing?!� I yelled, at the Rockette who pushed me, jumping up, �That�s my seat!�

�Not anymore,� she answered me, grinning uglily.

That last remark made me snap.

I was absolutely fed up with being beat around like a rag doll. Plus, I was stressed out, from the previous incident with Jake.

Before realizing what I was doing, I picked up something gooey, off her tray. In a container.

Reeling my hand back, I released it. Letting it fly, towards her.

�Eat this!� I shouted at her, as the goo made direct contact, in her face.

She quickly got to her feet.

�Why you little wench!� she screamed, the goo dripping from her hair.

�You want more?� I asked her, picking up another container, and letting it fly.

She ducked, this time, and it made contact with someone else.

That�s when all hell broke loose. Before I knew it, everyone was throwing their food around.

At each other, across the room, you name it.

Mashed potatoes suddenly went whizzing past me, just barely missing my ear.

Time to make an exit, I told myself.

Things had gotten totally out of control.

Ducking under one of the tables, I crawled far enough away. Making myself out of sight. I managed, somehow, to salvage my own lunch. Despite all ruc ruckus.

Teleporting, I disappeared from the chaotic madness.

Reappearing outside, I found myself in a sort of exercise yard. The outdoors were more peaceful, and a lot less hazardous to one�s health.

The sun was warm, and I could feel it relieving the tension in my body.

In the center of the yard, was a huge Oak tree. It was shady, and cool. The perfect place for a picnic.

I began walking towards it.

Sitting down beneath it, when I arrived. Resting my back against its cool, rough, bark.
I opened the paper bag. Finding a cheese sandwich, potato chips, an apple, and a juice box.

Much like dinner last night.

Jeez! Haven�t they heard of variety?

I started eating, or rather nibbling, on the sandwich. The stressing dilemmas in the cafeteria literally killed most of my appetite, and I was not hungry as before.

I finished about a third of the sandwich. Pushing it aside to try to eat the apple, instead.

The apple was small, but it was juicy, and tasted very sweet.

I ate about half, and was just finishing it, when I heard squeaking. In the branches above me.

Looking up, I saw a Butterfree, sitting on a branch. About halfway up the tree.

I suddenly got an idea about what to do, with the other uneaten half of the apple.

Want something to eat? I called up to it, holding out the apple invitingly.

�Free?� it asked.

It�s good, come try some, I answered, coaxing it.

�Freee!� it squealed, as it glided down from the tree, landing near me.

It began sniffing the apple timidly, in my outstretched hand.

Hesitating on whether to take it, or not.

You can have it. Go on, give it a taste, I told it, persuadingly.

Butterfree took the apple from me, into its own small hands.

It cautiously took a bite.

�Freee!!� it exclaimed, happily.

I told you it was good, I said, smiling.

Butterfree quickly finished the rest.

�Free,� it said, nuzzling my arm, afterwards.

You�re welcome, I replied.

Butterfree, then, began flapping its wings. Taking to the air.

�Free, Free!� it called, back down to me, as it started flying away.

Good-bye, I called back, waving my hand.

Butterfree flew towards the horizon, disappearing soon after.

I didn�t realize I was feeling lonely, until Butterfree came. Now that it was gone, I was even more lonely.

I wanted someone with me, to hold me. Who could make everything feel right again. Taking away the pain, and stress, I felt.

I wanted.......

I wanted.......

I wanted Mewtwo!

This realization startled me. What was I thinking?

Here I was, sent on a mission. To stop a supposedly gone-mad Pokemon.

Obtaining a friendship with him, in the process. Who I thought of as being some kind of monster, from all the things I heard.

Instead, I find a beautiful, handsome, being. Who in reality is very lonely, very depressed, and direly needing someone. To really care about him.

I was also finding I was falling for him, and in a way I was least expecting it. I really liked him. I mean, I really, really, liked him, and I had no idea why. I just did.

Closing my eyes, I suddenly felt tired.

My body was bruised, and hurting, and the agonizing stress I was feeling was too much to bear anymore.

Sleep seemed to be the only escape.

I laid down on the grass.

Resting my head in a patch of soft, green, clover.

Before falling asleep, my last thought was,

�I wish you were here with me.�

I, then, fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

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Mewtwo slowly opened his eyes, and began stretching his stiffened legs.

�That�s the last time I�ll ever fall asleep on here,� he thought, grumpily.

He was starting to get up off the window seat, when he stopped. Something outside caught his eye, and he began looking out the window, to investigate.

There was movement, underneath the tree. Something gently blowing in the breeze.

Mewtwo looked closer, and he began feeling a strange sensation, in his heart. Almost feeling like it was doing flip-flops.

For who he saw sleeping beneath the tree, a lock of hair softly stirring in the wind, was Ki.

She was so beautiful.

Again, he felt as though he were suffocating. Looking at her just absolutely made him feel breathless.

She looked so peaceful, so angelic, sleeping.

Every fiber of his being wanted so desperately to go to her.

To hold her in his arms, and n let let go. To fondle her, and show her how much she meant to him.

Mewtwo began shaking his head quickly from side to side. As ryinrying to clear his mind, of such thoughts.

Everything was happening too fast. He just met Ki, for crying out loud.

But, it just felt so right.

He knew what love was now, and he loved her. But, things like he was thinking were a little too much, and would have to wait.

Ki might become offended if he appeared too forward, too quick. Too soon.

Almost as soon as Mewtwo�s spirits were lifted, they fell again. Even lower than before.

There wasn�t any hope.

She would never love him, the way he did her. It was simply a lost cause. He sighed heavy heartedly.

Hearing the door suddenly slam shut, beside him, he turned his head away from the window to look.

It was Jake, looking worse than he usually did.

His uniform was torn, and dirty. His hair was a complete mess, with something sticking to it.

Despite his bad mood, Mewtwo couldn�t help but giving a small chuckle.

Jake was certainly a sight to behold.

�And just who exactly are you laughing at?� Jake asked him, snapping.

You see anyone else here? Mewtwo asked, innocently.

�Very funny, smart guy,� Jake replied, smartly, �For your information, I had to take lie liberty of stopping a very ugly fight, in the cafeteria.�

Whatever, Mewtwo answered, listlessly, instantaneously losing his playfulness.

He was back in his foul mood, before Jake came.

Mewtwo even forgot he was there.

�I need to get cleaned up,� Jake remarked.

Mewtwo barely even heard him.

He was staring out the window, at absolutely nothing. Twitching his tail sadly.

�In the meantime,� Jake continued, �You be ready for that match, because we�re already behind schedule.�

Mewtwo heard him this time, but didn�t bother in replying.

What good would it do, to tell otherwise? That he didn�t want to.

�Are you listening to me?� Jake asked him, irritably, after a prolonged silence.

Mewtwo scowled at him.

I heard you, he growled.

�Touchy,� Jake replied, �I�m going now, but I�ll be back in a few minutes, so be ready.�

He left the room.

Going into another, at the end.end.

Still sitting in the window seat, Mewtwo leaned back heavily against the wall. Sighing deeply, in painful sorrow.

He glanced out the window, back underneath the tree. He found that Ki was still sleeping.

It wasn�t fair.

It wasn�t fair that he could do absolutely nothing. About the possibility, she might not feel the same way. He was longing for her so much, it hurt.

He held his head in his hands, in helplessness.

When? Mewtwo asked, forlornly, to no one, When?

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I slowly opened my eyes, and sat up. Brushing out the clover, stuck in my hair.
Being so tired, I slept longer than I intended. It was now about 5 o�clock, in the evening.

Realizing that I had better go in, I stood up off the ground, and stretched.

Picking up my lunch trash, I started walking to the building entrance. After tossing the trash in a garbage can, I went inside.

I was going to go to my room.

But, as I walked down the hallway, something propelled me the other way. In the direction of the training facilities.

When I arrived, I noticed a printed out sheet of paper, taped haphazardly to one of the doors. I walked over to take a closer look.

I found that it was a list. Containing a schedule of practice matches for the Pokemon, and the times they would begin.

About around the last matches scheduled for today, was one for Mewtwo.

Seeing his name, my heart actually ped ped a beat. I wanted to see the match.

I began feeling as though I were walking on air. Dizzy, and lightheaded. Almost like I was sick.

Get a grip, I scolded myself.

There was absolutely no how, no way, this can happen.

I�ve told myself once, and I�ll tell myself a hundred times more, I can never love him. As I can wi hum human male.

Yet, it seemed like we were almost made for each other. It just felt natural.

It hit me, like a cement truck, when I remembered. I was supposed to stay away from the training facilities today.

I nearly walked away, feeling heart broken, when I caught the word �outside.� In the corner of my eye.

My spirits soared. No one mentioned about outdoor facilities, just indoors.

OSo, So, I�m lying, but don�t think I wasn�t going. Because I was.

Making sure absolutely no one was around, I teleported from the entrance. Reappearing seconds later, ode, de, near the outdoor Pokemon gym floors.

Taking care to stay in the shadows, I quietly made my way to nearly the last one. In the far corner, where the match was just beginning to start.

Mewtwo�s opponent was a low-level Golem. Recently evolved, from the looks of it.
Easy enough.

Mewtwo was wearing a suit of metal armor. Fitted, and shaped, especially for him. Something I�ve never seen before.

Although, he was almost completely hidden underneath it, I began to get that dizzy, air sick, feeling again. As I stood there, gazing at him.

Golem made the first move, a roll out. It came barreling towards Mewtwo, at about medium speed.

Give me a break. This was a roll out? I�ve seen Rattata move faster.

The trainer, who I recognized as Jake, ordered Mewtwo to do Psyblast.

�That should do it,� I thought.

Mewtwo did Psyblast, but only succeeded in slowing Golem down.

His heart wasn�t in this. For all it mattered, he didn�t seem to care at all, about how the match would end.

Something was undoubtedly bothering him. He could do way better, than what he was doing.

I suddenly began to have an idea.

It was extremely risky. I could undoubtedly give away my Psychic Powers to Mewtwo, inng tng this, but I had to. I couldn�t let him lose, to such an easy opponent.

That would devastate him, most likely later.

Do it for me, Mewtwo, I sent/thought, through telepathy to him.

I stood there waiting, and holding my breath.

About a split second later, he jerked his head up. He began looking around him quickly, in search of me.

I moved farther into the shadows. I couldn�t let him see me, not now.

At first, I didn�t think my encouragement worked, but I was proved otherwise. As the match began turning drastically around.

Mewtwo was in control now.

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He was doing so poorly, Mewtwo was sure Jake would chew him out later.

His heart, and mind was elsewhere, not in the match. He felt like nothing didn�t matter anymore.

He found what he thought was love, but then lost it. Before it could be even put to use. All because, he believed Ki would never love him the same.

Life just didn�t seem worth living anymore, it felt meaningless. Getting killed, in this match, was the only option to the problem.

Mewtwo was just getting ready, to let Golem finish him off. When he suddenly heard a soft, young, sophisticated, female, voice speaking inside his head.

Do it for me, Mewtwo.

�Huh?!� Mewtwo thought, incredulously, snapping his head up.

Was he dreaming? Did he imagine her voice, or was it real?

No, it was real. And, he knew deep in his heart, it was definitely Ki.

He began struggling to keep tears from spilling down his cheeks. He was wrong, she did care.

She did!

It didn�t matter that she had Psychic Powers, but he was happy she did. It was something they shared in common with one another, and Ki had risked hers for him.

One thing was certain, he wasn�t going to disappoint her.

Golem began gearing up, for another attack. Intent on downing his opponent.

Mewtwo, however, was having different plans. He waited, until Golem was nearly on top of him. Before stopping it in mid-roll, with Disable.

The sudden, and unexpected, assault surprised the shit out of Golem.

Mewtwo began lifting Golem off the ground, using Telekinesis. Then, Psyblasting it across the floor, to the opposite side.

Straight into the ground.

The crash, following the impact, was deafening. Making the ground tremble slightly. A thick cloud of dust, and dirt, was engulfing around the place Golem landed. It was impossible to see, if Golem even survived, until the dust began to settle.

A small crater was formed, as the result of the powerful blast.

Golem lay at the bottom of it. Very much unconscious, but still miraculously alive.

Jake was staring wide-eyed, his mouth slightly agape.

�Mewtwo is the winner of the match,� he finally stuttered out.

Mewtwo was smiling, beneath his helmet. Widening into a small grin as he heard,
I knew you could do it.

At that moment, it didn�t matter to him that Ki wasn�t here in person.

Because her encouragement, and congratulations were proof enough, for now, that she really did care.

Still, though, he couldn�t help wanting her. Wishing was was physically here with him.

He wanted so desperately to touch her, and show her exactly what she was to him.

Never in his wildest dreams, could he imagine he would get that chance, so very soon.

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I don�t think I�ll ever be able to forget what happened next.

Standing there, watching Mewtwo, after knocking the crap out of Golem, a feeling that I�ve never felt before came over me. A feeling that made my heart beat faster.

My breathing becoming rapid, and shallow. I felt like I was suffocating.

I nearly began panicking, until I realized.

This is what happens, when one is in love.

�Love? It can�t be,� I thought in disbelief.

The thought of me being in love with Mewtwo was appealing. But at the same time, was scaring the hell out of me.

I slowly slid to the ground. Drawing my legs up, and hugging my knees to my chin. Feeling confused, scared, and happy all at once.

I sat there. Slightly rocking back, and forth.

This can�t happen, it just can�t.

How would I explain to someone I�m in love, with a male Pokemon? As I would love a human male, and expect to be taken seriously.

I would most likely be deemed as being demented.

Silent tears began slowly sliding down my cheeks, and I buried my face in my hair.
In a weak, glowing, light, I teleported in that position from outside. To my room, on the bed, inside.

I sat there, until well after sunset, crying softly. When I finally stopped, my face was stained with tears, and my hair was a sopping mess.

All I wanted to do now was take a shower, and go to bed.

I wasn�t even hungry. I didn�t think I could keep anything down, even if I was.

I got up, and went into the bathroom. After turning on the shower, I threw off my clothes, and got in.

I washed my hair, as well he rhe rest of my body.

After rinsing off, I shut off the water, and got out.

I grabbed a towel for my hair, wrapping it snugly around my head. I got another towel, and began drying off with it. Wrapping it around me afterwards.

I walked into the bedroom, finding my gown. Pulling off the towel, to slip it on.

I pulled the towel off my head, and tossed it, and the other, back in the bathroom.

Picking up my hairbrush, I began working it through my hair. Which was almost dry now. Brushing it, until it had the appearance, and softness of straight silk.

I laid the brush back on the nightstand, and climbed into bed.

Sleep, though, was the last thing I wanted. All I could think about was Mewtwo.
I wanted to see him, to be near him. I really didn�t care anymore about what others might think.

I loved Mewtwo, and I loved him with all my heart.

Teleporting, I reappeared seconds later, in a room. Inside the training facilities, sitting on a window seat.

I let my eyes adjust to the darkness, before looking around. The room was slightly larger than mine, but more bare.

About 100 feet away from the window seat, where I was sitting, was a long, sort of bed. It had a mattress, and a spread made of soft feathers served as a cover.

On this bed, curled up in the middle, asleep, was Mewtwo.

My heart began beating faster, as I gazed at him.

My heart, and soul filling to capacity with pure love.

Suddenly, I began feeling worn out, and extremely tired. Laying down, curling myself up, I fell asleep.

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Sometime later, in the middle of the night, Mewtwo woke up from a strange dream. He had been dreaming of Ki, coming in here. Falling asleep on the window seat.

He felt like the dream had been a sort of vision. Sitting up, he began searching around the room.

If he was right, she�d be here.

The moon chose that exact moment, to shine in through the window. Illuminating everything in the room, including the window seat.

Mewtwo gazed at the window seat, blinking in surprise. It took him a few seconds to realize, he wasn�t dreaming. Nor, had he died, and gone to heaven. Who he saw, asleep on the window seat, was real.

Ki.

His heart began skipping several beats, leaving him a feeling of near suffocation.
He struggled a minute, to bring himself back under control. Taking several deep breaths.
It took him only four strides to reach her. In which, the last two, he simply flew.

She was wearing a long, sleeveless, white silk gown.

Which brought out the natural angelic features of her face. Her hair held the same shine, as the silk of her gown.

A lock of hair was fallen across her face. Mewtwo gently brushed it away, back in place, with his hand.

Gasping softly, after feeling of her skin and hair.

He had never felt such softness.

Not even the feather spread, on his bed, could ever surpass the softness he felt. When he touched her.

She began stirring slightly, and Mewtwo stiffened. Afraid she was waking up.

She didn�t, though, and he began relaxing.

He looked at the window seat, frowning in disapproval.

He knew how uncomfortable it was, and Ki could easily catch her death of cold, being so close to the window. Heaven forbid he�d let that happen.

She would be much better off sleeping on his bed.

Being careful not to wake her, he slipped her off the window seat, and into his arms. Gently cradling her head against his chest.

Standing there, as he held her, Mewtwo became surprised at how light she was. It was, as though, as he were holding nothing more than a feather.

It concerned him, but what was important now was, getting her to a proper sleeping place.

Namely, his.

He carried her carefully to the bed, and very gently, laying her on one side. Quietle lae laid down beside her, on the other side.

Glancing over at Ki, he found she seemed more comfortable, and was sleeping more peacefully.

He watched her sleep awhile.

Her chest rising, and falling in a slow, steady, rhythm. Mewtwo realized he found what most called Paradise, and he found it in the most unexpected way.

She made more of an impact in his life in two short days, than most had in two months. He knew, when he met her, there was something special about Ki. Only, he never realized she would become so very special to him, and so quickly.

He loved her more than anything in the world. He felt as such, as he continued watching her sleep.

He began extending his arm over to her side, and with his hand, gently began stroking her hair.

She began sighing contentedly in her sleep.

Mewtwo stopped caressing her hair, and then, wrapped his arm around her waist. Pulling her over to him.

Until, she was resting her head softly against his chest. Holding her in a gentle embrace.
For the first time ever, he felt truly, genuinely, happy to be alive.

He fell asleep, his cheek gently resting on hers.

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I didn�t have a clue, as to where I was.

I knew I had fallen asleep on the window seat, but I was somewhere different now.
It was warm, and soft. With a strange, yet sweet, fragrance.

I wasn�t completely asleep. But rather than opening my eyes, to find out where I was, I snuggled up closer. Lapsing into a deep sleep.

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The first rays of sunlight were beginning to stream in through the window.

Bathing the room in a warm, pale yellow light, when Mewtwo opened his eyes the next morning. He just spent the most wonderful night of his life, and the best part was, that it hadn�t been a dream. For Ki was still sleeping close to him. Even closer, since last night. He smiled warmly at her, and began nuzzling her cheek. As an attempt to waken her.

Then, before really stopping to think about it, he gave Ki a soft, gentle, kiss on her lips.

Lingering longer than he really should�ve. It was a different, and wonderful, new experience for him.

Her lips were warm, and soft, delicate as a butterfly�s wings.

Mewtwo regretfully drew back, breaking the hold. It wasn�t wise to overdo it, not now at least.

He began studying her face. Watching for a reaction, of any kind.

A few seconds passed, and nothing happened. Then, she slowly began opening her eyes. Their beautiful emerald green glowing in the early morning light.

Ki suddenly, very quickly, sat up right. She began looking around her shock, and disbelief.

He thought she might try an attempt to flee. So, he began readying himself, to hold her back. If she did.

Instead, what began happening next, surprised him. Even frightening him a little.

She fell back against his chest. Burying her face in his fur, and her hair, and started crying.

Mewtwo was astonished.

He didn�t know what to say, let alone what to do. He�d never seen anyone cry before.
Somehow, or another, he began knowing exactly what to do. He wrapped his arms around her, just beneath her breasts, holding her.

Slowly rocking her, in a gentle soothing motion.

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No.

This was a dream. It couldn�t be real, but it was.

I never imagined I�d end up, Oh god!, in bed with Mewtwo. It was unthinkable, unimaginable, and, and, ............

Just absolutely the most wonderful thing in the world.

I was hoping something of this nature would happen.

I just didn�t think it would happen this soon, in quite this vicinity.

The shock of it all was so overwhelming. Taking away all of my strength, that I couldn�t hold myself up anymore.

I started falling back, towards the bed. But, instead of feeling feathers, from the spread, I felt soft, warm fur.

As I�d fallen against Mewtwo.

The reality of the fact that this really was no dream, hit me like an 18-wheeler.
Already emotionally distraught, I started crying.

For what, was I crying about? I wasn�t exactly sure.

But I knew one reason I was absolutely sure of, I truly felt happy.

I�d just been proven dreams really do come true, and I wouldn�t have it any other way. As Mewtwo began wrapping his arms under my breasts, and held me.

Gently rocking, in a comforting way.

I stopped crying a minute later, and began relaxing. Closing my eyes, in peaceful content.

Sighing softly, I was starting to drift off. Nearly asleep, I almost didn�t feel the soft kiss on my cheek, but I did.

Opening my eyes, I began to feel a rush of love, and absolute ecstasy, run through me.

I began moving closer to Mewtwo. So close, that I was curled up in his lap.

My head nestling in the fur of his chest. Closing my eyes, in absolute delight.

I felt his arms drawing closer around my middle. Resting his head gently on top of mine. Opening my eyes again, I found our faces were only inches apart.

In kind of a slow motion, we closed the gap.

Our lips touching, as we shared the longest kiss in recorded history.

End Part Six

Is this better than the Fourth of July fireworks, or what?

For those of you who are following the story, just sit tight. Part Seven is coming a.s.a.p, and it really goes deeper into their relationship.

And guys? When I say deep, I mean deep.

My thanks to all of those who wrote me feedback. Please keep it coming.

As a reminder, I accept every kind.

Author�s note: Just a little side note here, concerning the scene of the Pokemon match. In Mewtwo�s POV.

Because of the theme going on between him, and the main character, I had to make him consider suicide. As being the only solvent to his problem.

However, suicide is not the answer. I strongly suggest if you, or anyone you know has considered this, get help. Talk to a grownup, or a friend, about your feelings. They can help you.

Hopefully, none of my readers have this problem, but just keep my advice in mind. For the future, if it should happen.
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