Mikasa never thought she needed any other Pokemon until she set eyes on it. It was small, lightly colored, and was most definitely a baby. It was holding a skull, but it wasn't wearing it, unlike most of it's kind. What caught her attention the most were the tears running down it's cheeks, coming from beautiful eyes...with the very same look in them Mikasa had when she was nine.
Rated: T - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 807 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 6 - Published: 8/9/2018 - Cubone/Karakara, Greninja/Gekkouga, Eren Y., Mikasa A.