Author's Note: Oh, look. Another story. When I should be finishing one before making this. But am making this instead. Oh, well. I guess I love to write new stories, huh? Makes it fun. Anyway, this will eventually have a lemon in it, so just for safety, it'll be rated M. This story involves my Pokemon Platinum trainer, having beaten the League, have his Villa in the Resort Area, and having finally captured both Palkia and Dialga. Who still loathe each other for reasons unknown to humans. Due to this, the trainer has to keep them seperated to prevent any fighting between them; but now he's sick and tired of it. So he's got to come up with a plan that forces them to trust each other; not like or forgive each other, but simply to trust one another. And this is how he does it. For convenience, the Pokemon will be able to use more than a mere four moves. By the way, this is what the trainer looks like:
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By the way, I saw the thing about the RedBotton or whatever... and quite frankly, until it affects my by resulting in a deleted story or whatever that I've actually done, I'm not going to give a damn. Yea, it's not cool; but I still don't care. I looked at all the people who put it up in their stories (meaning, the ones who I have on my alert/favorite lists), and from what I can tell, they've not been affected. So, until they're actually affected, I ain't doing anything. Not even worrying. Now that we've got that aside, let's move on to this new story! =)
Disclaimer: Do not own Pokemon. Owned by the developer, Game Freak, and the publisher, Nintendo. Even so, this story is mine. Not theirs. Yay!
Chapter One
Capture Successful
"Wow," The young boy said. "Two in a row. Just... wow. Enough staring. Time to get to a Pokemon Center; Staraptor!"
With the click of a little white button on a little red-and-white ball, a Pokemon with large wings, a white spot on its forehead, a beak with a black tip as if it was tipped in an inkwell, and something like a hairdo of feathers going down over its face with the end practically dipped in red ink. It looked frighteningly close to collapsing. In an instant, the human had a strange looking spray bottle out, and gently taking a hold of his precious Pokemon, applied it. At first, nothing happened, once the medicinal spray was used; however, a few moments later, the bird shook itself, and looked up at the boy with a fondness that only proved how close of friends they were.
"You alright?" He asked.
"Star!" It replied with a nod, unable to speak actual english, and only the syllables of its name. It looked around, and noticing the marks of the battles, appeared interested. "Sta?"
"Yup! We won! Probably by a miracle, but whatever. Think you can fly down to Hearthome?"
With a nod, the Pokemon bent down, and stretched its enormous wings. Gently, the Pokemon Trainer got upon its back, and without hesitation – more like excitement to be back in the sky without having to battle, although battles were a lot fun as well – launched into the air. The boy, with a chuckle, just smiled as his Pokemon began to glide down to the city they were headed to. Once they reached it, he returned the bird to the Pokeball, and walked into the Pokemon Center, and immediantly asked the nurse to restore his Pokemon to full health. In a few moments, it was done; he decided upon who he'd take and who he'd leave in the PC system, and did the swap. Now, he finally had them... the two in the portals on Spear Pillar... those Pokemon were on the team now... but they'd never be out of the Pokeball at the same time. Ever. It was too dangerous; he was too afraid of what could happen.
"Dialga... and Palkia..." he said to himself, staring at the two opaque Pokeballs. "Never thought I'd capture the two of you. Now I've got you two and Giratina. Quite an interesting combination... but while you two hate me and don't trust me, I have to keep you seperated..."
So, he returned one of those special Pokemon to the PC, checked his mail – there was none – and decided it was time for bed. He checked out a room in his name, Michael, and once changed into his PJ's, he turned on the auditory functions of a Pokeball, allowing him to speak into it.
"Alright... Algida," He decided, having spent the entire flight to city coming up with a nickname for the Dialga. In an instant, the Pokeball registered it as a nickname, and used its cunning-edge technology to put it in permanent letters along the belt of the Pokeball, for easier reference. "I dunno what you can do, but I'm guessing you can shrink your size or something, like Giratina can; I'd like you to do that when I let you out. I'm going to go out on a limb tonight and trust that you'll stay in the room... alright?"
When the white light signifying a Pokemon being released was seen, it quickly formed a much smaller version of the creature Micheal and his team had recently fought and defeated and captured. Once it was completely visible, color and all, he smiled and gently held out a hand. If it was Kitty, his Luxray, he'd have immediantly just started petting her; no hesitation whatsoever. But this was a new Pokemon – and a legendary. He recalled how difficult it had been to earn Giratina's trust... which, frankly, had been a pain in the ass. And that was an understatement. Now he had to get Dialga and Palkia to trust him... and to trust each other. Which he'd put off for a few months. Until he himself was trusted by them both. Right now, though, Dialga gently took a sniff at his hand, trying to decide if he would be an acceptable trainer; after a moment or two, she stopped, and looked at him intelligently.
"I'm sure you're tired from the battle," Micheal said. "And I doubt you trust me. I'm going to let out Kitty and let you both stay out for the night. Please promise me you'll stay out of trouble and get some sleep."
It was a small step, letting them sleep out of the Pokeballs, but every little bit counts. Especially with a legendary Pokemon. With slightly pursed lips, the powerful Pokemon nodded, and nodded to the female Luxray that was released, who looked extremely happy to see her trainer. She purred to the way she was petted, and Dialga – refusing the nickname she'd been given, despite admitting to herself that it wasn't that bad – just rolled her eyes to herself. Then the trainer asked something she was a touch surprised to hear.
"Now, I'm going off the experience of training Giratina," he began. "So I know for a fact that you can use telepathy to communicate with humans, so don't even try to hide that when I ask this: are you male or female?"
I'm female, she said curtly. Although he ignored the slight attitude, making her scowl inwardly.
"Okay, then I'll use the right pronouns. Starting tomorrow. Go ahead and get some rest, you two. We'll be off to Veilstone City in the morning, and it's a long hike. Good night."
Good night, Dialga replied, as she watched the human slip under the covers of a bed, smiling to himself when Kitty jumped up next to him, closest to the wall, and... curled up as close to him as possible. Which meant she was laying pretty much perfectly along the curves of his body. Silently to herself, the temporal diety made some mental comments. Geez. How the hell does that Luxray like him that much?
Laying her head down, she closed her eyes, and waited for sleep to overtake her... but she was denied that. Her internal clock told her that she had her head down for about half an hour, before she picked it up, frustrated that she couldn't sleep. Probably because she was upset about being captured... WHUMPF.
Ah! She exclaimed quietly, looking about for what had hit her. She was surprised to see a pillow. She looked over to her new trainer, to see him giving her a tired "Go to sleep, dammit" look. What the hell was that for?
"You're not asleep," Micheal mumbled tiredly, although still easily understood.
And how the hell could you tell?
"A lack of snoring."
Ha ha. Very funny.
"Sleep! Now!" He said sharply. Although still tiredly. He probably would have thrown the other pillow if he could sleep without it, but since he couldn't, that was out of the question. "I don't care how you do it, just go to sleep."
With a quiet growl that her trainer ignored completely, Dialga decided to see what was so good about these... "beds", as she'd heard them called... and got onto one opposite the human. She was surprised to find it so... soft. It was much better than the tiled floor. Glancing at the human in the room, she frowned with mild disgust as he rolled over to face the Luxray – whom was fast asleep, and purring with a pleased smile on her muzzle – and gently placed one arm over her body. Causing the noise from her to rise in volume. Soon, the temporal Pokemon could see both of their chests rising in a slow, steady rhythm than proved that they were sound asleep. Grunting her disgust, she turned away, placed her head on the pillow – which was pleasantly soft, to her surprise – and soon found herself fast asleep...
...And to be woken by the rubbery pad of what was clearly a feline Pokemon. As the paw gently shook the deity's shoulder, the blue-fleshed Pokemon blearly opened her eyes, and turned to look at the source. There, standing at her side, gently shaking her awake was the Luxray from the night before. Unfortunately, the capture and the events of the past evening weren't just a nightmare. With an internal sigh, the deity gently got off the bed, and looked around. The human wasn't there.
"Where's the human?" She asked, rather curtly. Which she learned rather quickly was a bad idea.
"Micheal," Kitty snapped. "His name his Micheal. And he went to check us out so we could travel to Veilstone."
"I have to ask, why do you like him so much?"
"Probably because of how nice he is, and how well he's always treated us. Besides, he's very cool."
Dialga nodded; she'd expected that kind of answer. It was then that the door opened, and in he came. With a quiet growl of annoyance at being reminded of his annoying existence, she just glowered at him as he spoke. What frustrated her was how easily he could look her in the eye, and obviously not care about how much she hated him. Why the hell he didn't squirm under her gaze was beyond infuriating! Scowling, she gave it up and listened.
"Alright, so we're off to Solaceon today; we should be there by nightfall," Micheal explained gently to the both of them. "I'll leave the two of you out for the day. Algida... please, stay in my sight, okay? For safety reasons."
I can take care of myself! Dialga snapped, harsher than she'd intended. She knew he meant well.
"I know that; it's more for my sake than for yours. If you go missing or something, I'll start worrying, and things will just go downhill from there."
Then do you want me to stay in this size?
"That would be appreciated. Thank you. Kitty, you ready to head out?"
"Ray!" Kitty said with a grin and a nod. She was always ready.
It was when they stepped out of the Pokemon Center that things became a little crazy. The instant people noticed Dialga, even in her small form, they became interested; they had no doubt that she was the real deal. Right as they were leaving the city, a bunch of guys in hooded cloaks appeared in a cloud of dark gas. Immediantly, the trainer put Kitty in her Pokeball, and put on a handkerchief for his own protection. A million thoughts were going through his mind right now, and the major one was that Dialga was fine; she, being partly a steel-type, was immune to poisoning.
"Hand her over," Said a voice coldly. "Now."
"...What makes you think I'd do that?" Micheal answered, voice hard and holding a dangerous edge. He scooted as close as he could to the miniaturized legendary Pokemon, and whispered into her ear. "I know you can make a two-way telepathic link. I need you to make one with me."
Fine, Dialga said, pursing her lips at the sharp order. A moment later, it was open. What is it?
I have a feeling I know who these guys are, Micheal replied, as one of the men, not pleased with the boy's answer, pulled out a Pokeball. And we're going to have to fight for survival. They're probably going to use poison-types, so you're fine there.
"You'll have to give her up now! Rhyperior!" Exclaimed the man in charge, letting loose said Pokemon, as the poisonous gas cleared. In an instant, Micheal's Hall of Fame-trained mind went through several dozen scenarios; and just as quickly, came up with the right one, selecting the correct attack to use.
Algida! Metal Claw, straight to his chest! Don't go too deep!
She didn't even think about it when she was told; that's mostly because her mind, still connected to his for telepathy, had sensed all the scenario possibilities going through his head, and she had to admit: she was impressed at how fast and well he worked. So, without even considering it, she allowed her right-hand front claw to become covered in a bright silvery light, before slashing her opponent across the chest. It didn't go very deep, but it did a lot of damage.
Good! Now Heal Block!
This time, she nearly rose her eyebrow at the order; but, seeing as he had all eight badges, the power eminating from them made it nigh on impossible for her to not do as she was told. That power just proved how much a trainer needed to be respected; and her being captured only proved his abilities and skill as a trainer. As such, she was quick to cover the Rhyperior in a thick, fine mist that clinged to its flesh, preventing any sort of healing.
"How the hell are you giving orders without moving your mouth?" Yelled the man in frustration. "Attack!"
"None of your business!" Micheal snapped. Take him down! Show them what happens they mess with us!
No problem! Miss Temporal replied with a smirk, as she charged it up.
The Rhyperior, charging with no idea as to what to do, gave her plenty of time. Her rear silver appendage grew in size, and began to give an air of extreme power. The beautiful blue jewel in her chest began to glow... she opened her mouth... and when she roared, the air shook. Having gone against this very attack in their battle, Micheal knew what to expect; but the Rhyperior – and his trainer – were knocked off their feet. Literally. Unfortunately for them, the Pokemon didn't stand back up; it was down for the battle.
"You lost," Micheal snapped harshly to the man, giving a mental thanks to Dialga, who was a little tired from the firing of her signature move. "So get lost. And don't bother us ever again."
"Ahh! Run away!" Exclaimed the men, having returned the Pokemon and fleeing from the scene in fright – including the leader. With a sigh, the remaining trainer gently placed a hand on the legendary's right shoulder.
"You did a great job," He said with a smile. "Thanks."
...You're welcome, she replied, carefully keeping her emotion from her voice. I must admit, I am impressed in your ability to decide what to do.
"Lots of practice. Are you well enough to keep going? Or do you want a break?"
No... I can keep going.
"Then we should head out; if we make good time, we'll be in Solaceon Town before the Center closes. Don't wanna sleep outside today."
Having faced all the Pokemon Trainers along the path to Soalceon before, Micheal and Dialga found it easy to trek from Hearthome to the little town of the Day Care Center. Which the human explained to the legendary, since the latter didn't know about it. Once in the Pokemon Center, it was nearly ten-thirty in the evening. Definitely bed time. So, with a quiet sigh, Micheal checked out a room, went into it, and with Dialga looking away, changed into his PJ's. Then, the two bid good night to each other, and went to sleep in seperate beds. Micheal had made some good headway in the problem of getting the temporal female to trust him that day, and that achievement was what helped him sleep well that night; the Pokemon was impressed by her new trainer's abilities and skill, and decided to stick around a while longer. See how things turn out. Despite being in charge of time, she could see only so far into the future; that's because fate is not set in stone that far into the future. A day ahead, the fate of a creature is set in stone; but a week or a month ahead, the future becomes fuzzier and unclear. As a result, she could only see so far... and she had a feeling that this would be an interesting adventure...
A/N: Just a reminder, this is a M-Rated story, so there will be cussing. And later, some lovely lemon scenes. Involving Dialga and Palkia. :3 If you want that to happen, you'll have to review. Thanks! =)