The Exile Special Edition | By : Yarid Category: Pokemon > General Views: 11351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Five
When Jessie awoke
the next morning, it seemed that everything was somehow more
beautiful than before. While not in the least prone to sentiment, she
had to admit that she was in love, perhaps more deeply than ever
before. And with someone who had until just a little while ago been
regarded as Team Rocket Enemy #1. She glanced over at the sleeping
form of Ash Ketchum, a small smile lingering on her face. Then that
smile turned to a frown as she pulled her fingers out from under her
nightie. With a sigh she turned to follow the sounds of a stream
apparently nearby.
By the time she found it, morning was turning
into near noon and the stream had turned into a waterfall. Good thing
I left a note, she thought to herself. Ash would know where she was
if there was a problem.
She pulled her nightie over her head with
a swift motion. Her panties soon followed. She wasn't wearing a bra,
so she dove into the deep pool the waterfall had created over time.
With a sigh of relief she stood in the morning light, sun glistening
off moist flesh that felt more relaxed than it had for a long time.
She stretched, her breasts becoming firm as the skin became taught.
She ran her hands down to cup the mounds of flesh.
“I don't
have a bad figure,” she commented aloud. “And I have all
the desired equipment. I'm sure I could make him happy.” She
ran her hands down her legs into the cool water, bringing it up to
splash her face with. She glanced down at the water carefully, eying
her hair critically.
That, she decided, had to go. It was the
style she'd adopted when she'd joined Team Rocket. It belonged to a
part of her life she'd left behind and would likely never see again.
She splashed her hand through the water before sitting down in the
water. She leaned back so as to soak her entire head. The rough hair
gel that she'd used every day for years began to drift out of her
hair in slow eddies, carried downstream by the current the waterfall
created. She paddled over to the bank where she'd left her clothes
and cleaning supplies.
She worked up a lather of soap, scrubbing
herself vehemently, before adding the shampoo to her hair. The deep
red locks became foamy as she rubbed the gel in. Then the
conditioner, before finally she rinsed it out once more. It draped
across her back in a thick blanket, cascading down in a shimmering
red miniature of the waterfall behind her. She climbed out of the
cool water, drying off on the towel nearby.
Pulling a dress over
her head, she adjusted the straps carefully before checking her image
in one of the calmer ponds in the area. The red of the dress was
almost exactly the same color as her hair, just as she'd hoped. With
luck, perhaps Ash would stop seeing her as “Team Rocket
Jessie”, and just as “Jessie.” Perhaps even as a
beautiful person, too. Gathering up her things, she bundled them all
in her towel before heading back to camp, brushing her hair with her
free hand.
Pikachu strolled up to her, apple in hand, as she
reentered the campsite. With a vague wave of his paw he indicated his
trainer was still asleep. Jessie nodded silently before returning her
clothes to her bag. She turned to find Pikachu staring patiently at
her.
“What?” she asked. Pikachu tapped the PokéBall
on her belt.
“PikaPi! Pikachu!”
“You think I
should train Furret?” Jessie asked. “I don't know,”
she said hesitantly. “I've never actually trained a pokémon
before.” Pikachu shook his head slowly, then gestured with the
apple-filled paw towards a small clearing. Jessie followed, slightly
suspicious. It was true that Pikachu had been more accepting of her
presence than Ash himself had been at first, but she had no reason to
truly trust his kindness.
At an impatient gesture from Pikachu she
summoned the small rodent. The Furret straightened and looked around,
eyes lighting on Jessie. He jumped at her, but Pikachu jumped in
front of him.
“Pika!”
“Fur?” the rodent
looked startled.
“Pikachu!” the yellow monster said,
waving a paw vehemently at Jessie. “Pipipi!”
“He
says, 'This is your new trainer',” a sleepy voice said from
behind her. Jessie jumped and looked around. Ash, still in his PJs,
stood there, blinking slowly as he attempted to wake up.
“He
also says, 'Please be nice to her.'”
“Furret?”
Now the rodent looks at Jessie, a bemused expression on its face. As
Jessie watched warily, the Furret walked over to her, standing on its
hind legs as it stared up into her eyes. It fell back to land on its
four paws and glanced over its shoulder at Pikachu.
“Ret.”
Even Jessie knew what that meant. She had a new partner.
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