This is just a fic that I'm writing just for fun. It's on the back burner. It's a piece of crack. I just wanted to write this for fun. I have always adored Pokémon. It's my guilty pleasure. But I didn't want to write the average fic. I wanted to do something a little bit different. When I came into this wonderful fandom called Hetalia, the characters just clicked and I knew that this was what I wanted to write about.

This is going to be very episodic in nature. I might have a grander plot eventually. And I probably won't proofread as much as I do my other fics.

I hope you adore my Pokémon fic.

It was a dark stormy night, and the thunder crackled overhead. The trees seemed to be looming closer like long tendrils reaching out for the wary traveler. But Sadiq Adnan remained dry and in good nature. Beside him walked his Pokémon Kirlia. She used psychic just above them as they strolled through the forest. Sadiq held her hand tight to make sure she wouldn't slip or lose her concentration. In his other hand he gripped the map of the forest and the path they were on.

"Well, there should be a series of caves somewhere around here. We can rest there for the night. If you need a break, I don't mind getting wet," he smiled down to her.

"Kirlia Kir!" she rolled her glowing eyes.

"Fine, be stubborn. If you think you can hold it up, fine. But when you wear out, I'm not carrying you," he chuckled looking at their surroundings. The rock formations through the trees were hard to see, but he didn't want to go off the path. Supposedly the path would lead right up to the caves, but they had been walking for a while now. Shifting his book bag, he stopped and looked around. "We're not getting anywhere. Did we miss them?" He glanced down to his Pokémon.

Kirlia wasn't paying attention. She narrowed her eyes and leaned forward as if she was trying to hear something far away.

Sadiq looked out around them, expecting some wild Pokemon to attack. The rain just continued to fall. A flash of lightning revealed that they were alone. "Kirlia, I don't see anything."

"Kirlia!" she cried, running ahead and taking her psychic umbrella with her.

"Ah! Hey!" he quickly stuffed that map in his backpack before sprinting after her. "Wait up!"

She dashed off the path and Sadiq groaned as he slipped after her. They would get lost, really lost! He knew it was coming! It was never a good idea to leave the path. As they dashed through the tree, he heard a voice break the crashing rain and thunder. It was the voice of a human and whoever it was sounded like they were in trouble.

Kirlia paused at the edge of a clearing, pointing to the person. A trainer kneeled in a puddle of mud and gripped an unconscious Hitmonchan. He shook him gently trying to wake the Pokemon up. It didn't work.

"Hold on, buddy! Please, just hold on!"

"Good work, Kirlia," Sadiq sprinted forward and called out, "Hey! Are you okay over there?" He kneeled beside the trainer and took one look at the Hitmonchan. It was poisoned.

"Thank God you're here!" the trainer cried, "Please tell me you have an antidote or pecha berries! My Hitmonchan and I came across a ton of Beedrill, and one of them stung him as he tried to protect me."

"Calm down," Sadiq motioned over to his own Pokemon, "Kirlia! Come here! I need your help. Use psychic and keep Hitmonchan dry."

Kirlia hurried over and casted the attack right away. Sadiq nodded in approval, but turned his gaze back to the sick Pokemon. Most of the color had already drained from his face, meaning his was close to fainting. It also meant he was badly poisoned. They needed to get him somewhere warm to not take a turn for the worse.

"Hey," Sadiq looked to the trainer, "Do you know where the caves are?"

"Just through the trees over there. Our stuff is in one. We came out to get some more berries."

"We need to go there. I'll help you carry him."

Together they scooped up the sick Pokemon. The trek back that would normally take about two minutes seemed to last forever. They slipped, slid, cursed, while poor Hitmonchan moaned in pain. The worried trainer cooed to his Pokemon, promising that he would be okay. Even Kirlia seemed a bit more on edge than normal. She could sense the Pokémon's distress. Ahead, Sadiq spotted a dim light. As it grew, he realized it was a fire inside a cave. They had made it.

In the cave mouth floated a Haunter. The ghost type's excited smile dropped into a worried frown spotting the situation. It shot out and circled around the trainer.

"Haunter!" commanded the trainer, "Go in and pull out a pillow for Hitmonchan!"

"Haunt!" the Pokemon saluted and zoomed back into the cave. The two trainers finally pulled the sick Pokemon into the warmth. Sadiq set to work immediately and dug through his bag. He would have to mix something stronger than a normal antidote. Setting out a cutting board, knife, and several pecha berries, he slid them to Kirlia who automatically began cutting them. Sadiq spotted a bucket of water and filled his mortar a quarter of the way. With a splash of antidote, he took the pieces as Kirlia finished and crushed them with the pestle. Once it was a thin liquid, he kneeled beside Hitmonchan. Tipping the mortar, he slowly helped the Pokemon drink it down.

"Kirlia!"

"Hmm?" Sadiq glanced up and smiled to his Pokemon. She was holding out a wet cloth for him. "Thank you. Good work." He laid the cloth across Hitmonchan's forehead.

"Are you some type of doctor?" the trainer watched the process carefully still looking just as worried. "Your Pokemon are so well trained."

"I'm a breeder, but I have a medical background. Every Pokemon I have is there to assist me in performing my duties," he smiled to the trainer. "What's your name?"

"Gilbert."

"You're an older trainer."

"I'm nineteen."

"You have to be experienced to have such a well behaved Haunter and a Hitmonchan. They are very tough Pokemon to raise."

Gilbert glanced up to his ghost type who smirked back to him, "I guess. Though, I did let this happen to my Hitmonchan. What does that say about me?"

"Kirlia! Kir Kir Kirlia!" the psychic type pointed adamantly to Gilbert.

"Huh?" he raised an eyebrow. "What is she saying?"

Sadiq chuckled, "I think she is saying that accidents happen. Which is true. Hitmonchan was doing his duty as your partner and he protected you. Now you're doing your duty and staying by his side to help him recover."

Gilbert's eyes widened in realization. Even his Haunter nudged him, encouraging that it was the truth. Finally, he smiled, "You're right. Thanks. What's your name?"

"Sadiq. Pleasure to meet you."

"You're welcome to stay here for the night. We owe you a lot." Gilbert stood up and stretched. "How about I rustle us up some grub." Once more, his eyes trailed back to his unconscious Pokemon and the worry etched his face.

Sadiq stood as well and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry about, Hitmonchan. With a little rest, he will be fine."

Gilbert didn't sleep well that night. As the sun filtered into the mouth of the cave, he groggily opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. Last night had been a nightmare, but meeting Sadiq in the middle of nowhere had been a miracle. Hitmonchan could have been massively hurt or killed if the breeder hadn't come along. Gilbert had no clue how to repay him.

"Oh?" Sadiq sat by the fire, sipping a cup of coffee. "Good morning. You're awake. I made some coffee and a light breakfast."

Gilbert sat up and scratched his unruly white hair. To his left, his Haunter still snoozed in the shadows. He assumed the Pokemon had been up most of the night helping Hitmonchan sleep.

"Hitmonchan!" he bolted to his feet and spun around. His Pokemon was gone. "Where's Hitmonchan!"

"Calm down. He's outside." Sadiq sipped at his coffee.

Gilbert sprinted to the cave mouth. There in the opening was his Pokemon. Hitmonchan looked fit and perfectly healthy. He punched at the air in rapid volleys before noticing Gilbert. He trotted over to his trainer and struck a pose. "Monchan!"

Gilbert sighed and ruffled his Pokemon's hair. But the composure left, and he suddenly hugged the fighting type. His whole body was shaking. "God you scared the hell out of me buddy. Don't do that again…"

"Chan…" Hitmonchan rolled his eyes, but hugged his partner back.

"Thanks for letting me come along with you," Sadiq walked beside Gilbert. The weather had cleared up into a beautiful day. The sun shimmered through the trees and the forest Pokemon practically sang to them. On the other side of Gilbert was Hitmonchan. Sadiq had learned that the fighting type never stayed in his Pokeball, but Gilbert didn't mind.

The trainer shrugged, "Well if we're both heading towards Canalave City, might as well go together. The company would be nice, especially since Hitmonchan has heard all of my jokes!"

"Channnnn..."

"You know you like them."

Suddenly, a scream pieced the air startling the three of them.

"Someone's in trouble!" Gilbert dashed ahead. "Come on Hitmonchan!"

"Here we go again…" Sadiq rolled his following them.

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