Author's Note: This fanfic will be put under a Rated T rating due to possible violence, some general anime like perverseness and other generic harem moments. Before reading, like how the original creator user IchigoHatake did, as well as thanking her for granting me permission to adapt her original story for my use so I could to complete it. Like her I too will be holding a vote to see which shipping should in the end win, or be most prevalent. Now, onto the fic J

Introduction

Hi there! My names Ash Ketchum, I'm currently 15 years old, close to 16 actually... Well, never mind actually. Anyways, right up until my Sophomore year at Pallet Highschool I never was popular among the girls, not that I minded, but on the first day of school well… It all changed, next thing I knew I had a seven girl sized harem on my case, and in the end five really tried to win me over, it was a crazy experience. As said, I never expected what happened to me to be even possible, but it did, and here's what happened to me and how it all started. Time to start.

A Start of Strange Luck!

"Ugh!" I groaned as loud as I could as I trudged begrudgingly towards school. I hadn't gotten a decent nights rest in a while, talk about bad luck… And to make it worst today was the first day of the new school year, it hadn't helped that I was nearly late starting out too, I don't live that far off of where our campus is, just on the outskirts of Viridian forest really, and for me it'd take about 15 minutes, 10 if you ran.

I never liked school, hell, even after Freshmen year – on a side note, thank goodness we don't have to deal with that orientation stuff, too chummy for my liking – I'm still not use to the school work I have to adjust to doing; it's just so hard! In addition, this year as I saw on my schedule that I'm getting put into classes with a few teachers I'm already familiar with, and that can go either way on good or bad. The one that stuck out the most is Mr. Lance, the schools head battling teacher, and man oh man is he a great battler! But at the same time, he's so strict! Mr. Lance may believe like me in the bond between trainer and Pokemon, but on the battlefield he doesn't appreciate it when a student tries to interfere with the battle personally! I can't help it if I'm worried about Pikachu and the others! I want them to succeed sure but not get overly injured!

Then there's history class, oh joy… Ms. Erika is a nice lady, don't get me wrong, I like her well enough and she even put up with me for extra study time after school with a one-on-one session during 'dead week' with me ('Dead week' is a term for the week before finals). But at the same time, her class can be so boring to be in because she's so soft spoken the lectures are about as dry as a Cacnea's body. She's told me personally that she tries to be as interesting as she can be in her lectures, but even so… Well, can't have everything in life now can you?

Anyways, as me and my buddy Pikachu walked along our stomachs growled in sync, because of my late start he and I didn't get a decent bite to eat. "I'm sorry buddy," I sighed, casting a glance at him, "really, truly I am." Pikachu just looked at me and then sighed, tummy growling. "I'll tell you what, we'll make our time with my friends short and run to the school's cafeteria and get something real quick to hold us over till lunch, how does that sound?"

"Pika!" he cried, enthused by the idea. I was glad to hear that. I suppose I ought to describe my looks? Well for this year my attire is a red cap with a white Pokemon symbol, a blue short sleeved jacket with white lining covering a black t-shirt, alongside some baggy black-ish jeans with red and black gloves. I'm also sporting black and red shoes. My mother told me this is some new fashion over in the Kalos region. It's a place my mom once vacationed at and actually she's right there on vacation now, she left before school even started! I can't blame her, she loves going outside Kanto every now and then, gives her a break from her knitting commissions and catering inn day jobs.

Anyways we turned a corner and had just arrived at our school, and there, close to the buildings were my friends, Brock, Gary, Paul, Barry, Drew and a few other kids I had gotten to know over time, but just as I was about to run towards them, a female's voice filled the air behind me.

"LEAF!?" she shouted, I turned around to see a ginger haired girl striding towards me, I barely had any time to dodge her as she power marched and we collided as soon as I saw her.

-BAM!–-

I lurched backwards, falling on my rear. "Ow…" I muttered. My feeling of pain and shock barely subsided when the girl began to ramble.

"Hey!" she shrieked, "watch where the hell your going will you?!"

"Me?!" I said, offended, I was about to snap but she raised her head and we made eye contact, she mellowed out instantly.

"Oh dear… I um… Did it again I see," she murmured, her tone soft.

"Erm, did what exactly?" I said, standing up as Pikachu rejoined my shoulder, she stood up as well. I took this moment to completely get an idea of what this girl looked like, seeing as our school never required us outside of gym class to wear any standard uniforms. She had short ginger hair that was pulled into a side-pony tail; she sported a sleeveless yellow shirt that exposed her belly and jean short shorts that were rolled up a bit. Said shorts were held up by red suspenders and the outfit was completed by a pair of average tennis shoes.

As she stood up and brushed the dirt off the girl simply sighed and explained. "You see, when I get really mad I just lose all concentration, I don't pay attention to my surroundings and my anger focuses onto one person. And unfortunately my anger is so blinding I end hurting innocent people because I'm not thinking straight. I'm sorry for all the trouble I've just caused you."

"Heh heh, no problem at all," I chuckled, "we're not seriously hurt anyways. So… Gonna go give that person you're mad at what for?"

At this her fists clenched, "you bet! Ooh Leaf…" she scowled, "when I find you I'll…"

As she spoke I looked to the side and saw a frantic looking Togepi approach, "Prii…!" it cried. The girl looked over suddenly, paled by the sight, and quickly reached down for it and held the Pokmon close to her, somber taking over her emotions.

"T-Togepi," she whispered. "I… I'm so sorry about that, don't worry, it won't happen again." She turned towards me. "I don't believe we've met, sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Misty Waterflower, sophomore year." She said, extending a hand.

I smiled and held out mine, "Ash Ketchum, same grade as you, and this is my buddy Pikachu."

"Pleasure," Misty smiled, which I returned before she promptly turned around and stormed away, leaving me very dazed.

"Huh… Real strange girl isn't she buddy?"

"Pikachu…" he breathed.

"Something tells me this won't be our last encounter with her." We sighed at that and was about to go say hi to our friends when the school bell rang and everyone began heading to class, Pikachu and I could only groan in defeat, there went our morning agenda… Time to go to class with an empty stomach…

"This sucks," I mumbled.

I marched towards first class, coordinating. Our school has seven subjects in all, several are electives, depending on each day dictates how long we're at school as each day we take a different number of classes, on Monday's, Wednesday's and Friday's it's a six hour day. Tuesday's and Thursday's nears seven… You spend more if you choose to be in a club, which I'd rather not be in, who wants to spend even more time at school than what's necessary? The school's offered electives are meant to be real fun. For this year I chose one of them to be cooking class, with Mom gone I figured it was time that I seriously learn how to cook for myself, but that class won't be in session till seventh period

I walked in and chose a table at random and drifted mentally into limbo. Sometimes I just find my classes really tiring to be in, coordinating often especially. Sometimes it's cool to try out new things and tricks with your Pokemon, but often this just turns out to be too girly. Some guys like Drew may like it, but I'd rather watch a contest than participate in one.

My thoughts were interrupted as one girl in front of me turned and looked me in the eye, a scowl on her face, she had nice red hair I guess, went well with her curls. "My," she said. "You look happy to be here."

"Hard to be motivated on the first day back," I grumbled back. The girl simply harrumphed and went back to her own business. Just as this happened, another girl suddenly approached, this time towards the seat next to mine, she placed a hand on it and smiled at me.

"Do you mind if I sit here? There's nowhere else… Um…"

"Sure, I don't mind," I said, smiling back.

This girl was a brunette; her hair seemed to defy the laws of gravity, and as far as I could tell, she wasn't using hair gel to position it the way it was. She wore a green bandana with a white symbol on it. Sported a long orange shirt that reached her thighs with a black collar with middle white lining and yellow pockets. Black bike shorts that reached her knees and her choice of socks were pure black with orange, black and white shoes.

She sat down and pulled a Pokeball from her hip bag and let out a Torchic which cooed happily at being let out. She smiled at it as it hopped onto her lap and turned to me and Pikachu. "My names May Maple, this class is no doubt my favorite, love coordinating. Someday I'll be the best one ever."

"Names Ash Ketchum. Contests are alright to me, but my dream is to be a Pokemon Master and be the best battler out of Pallet Town."

She nodded at this and turned to her bag and shuffled around in it, what caught mine and Pikachu's attention was the container of Pokeblock and the bag of chips she produced from it. Our stomach's growled loudly in unison. She heard our reactions and gave a soft laugh before proceeding to split the food into halves and pushed it towards us, we couldn't believe it and jumped straight for the food.

"Thank you May!" I said, in between chews, "Thank you so much, I don't know what I'd do without this!"

"Pi-Pika Pika!"

May laughed again, "well, looks like I truly am not the only big eaters here on campus, thank goodness. Ugh… I really don't know what I myself would do if we weren't allowed to eat during class, I'd perish."

"I know right?!" I exclaimed, having swallowed the last chip. "Food and I are like BFFs, anytime when it's food time or in between I'll munch away at every last nibble I can get and do it with pleasure cause nothings gonna stop my appetite!"

"Agreed," May said, before adding. "Although… All my friends say if I keep going the way I am I'll end up fat and…"

I stole a look at her figure. "You sure May? You look pretty thin to me; I'd say you're pretty just the way you are."

May looked at me for a second and then turned away, I swear I saw her blush just before that. "Thank you Ash, that really does mean a lot to me."

"No problem at all," I smiled in return.

Ms. Fantina brought our first day lessons to an end 10 minutes before class ended, and told us to mingle among each other. May quickly ran off, saying she wanted to introduce me to a friend of hers, she gave me a large cookie to snack off of with Pikachu while we waited. I was just finishing off the last bit of the cookie before May came skipping back a minute later with her friend in tow. Another girl…

This girl had dark blue hair that extended past her shoulders, some strands of hair near her eyes held by yellow barrettes, a white beanie with a pink Pokemon symbol on it. A pink scarf around her neck, she also had black top which looked like a tank with at her chest area showing she was wearing a white shirt or tank top underneath it complete with a short pink skirt. Her high pink boots matched that pink skirt and complete with black socks that barely reached her knees.

"Ash, this is Dawn," May explained, a hand on Dawn's shoulder. "She's a good friend of mine and also an aspiring coordinator."

"Hi there," Dawn said with a wave. "May certainly hyped you up for sure! So, you're Ash huh?"

"That'd be me," I said before directing her attention to my shoulder, "and this here is my partner Pikachu."

"And my partner here is Piplup," Dawn said as I noticed in her arms was the small blue penguin Pokemon who upon mention seemed to put its arms on its hips in a confident manner.

" 'Lup!"

"…We don't always get along exactly," Dawn continued. "But we're partners together forever!"

"Now that's the spirit," I said, giving her a thumbs up. "Me and Pikachu didn't get along either when we first met as well, but now we're inseparable."

Dawn smiled brightly at this, "Y'know Ash you have the makings of a great Pokemon trainer, sweet, sincere, good hearted… I hope our paths cross more often outside this class Ash."

I swear the way she talked it was entirely in a flirtatious tone… Dawn's a girly girl, that's for sure. I took the moment to glance at the room's clock and saw it was nearly time to leave, my second class being history, that'll be fun. I walked as slow as I could towards it, Ms. Erika as always flash a soft sympathetic glance at me as I sat miserably down. The bell rang; she introduced herself and handed out the class syllabus… Ugh. Never mind, we'll just skip this part over.

As soon as class was over I dashed to battle class, Drew takes Battle class same time as me but in a different class with Ms. Cynthia, undoubtedly the best battler out of all the teachers, but Mr. Lance is only head of the Battling department because of his seniority and is much more serious than Ms. Cynthia who's a little more laid back for sure. Despite that, she's still a respectable (and almost fear-inducing) opponent to go up against if you're that unlucky. In this class, I saw Gary, Paul and Barry, alongside Misty and… The pig tailed girl from coordinating, eh whatever.

Battle class is the type of class that I want to not end so fast, but because it's the first day we only have it for forty minutes. I ended up sparring against Paul as Mr. Lance put us immediately into so battle skills polishing, as ever I lost, I swear however that ever since 8th grade I've been developing a way to someday beat him. I promise myself that.

One more class before lunch, just one more, and that class is English class. Look, I speak the language and can write decently, my writings legible but ugh they insist that this class is a standard one! Anyway this class is straight up a snooze fest, Ms. Shauntal, I bet you have good intentions here but you're so incredibly boring, I'm sorry.

Of note the familiar faces here are Brock, Drew, Dawn and Paul. And when I got there I ended up between Dawn and Drew, oh the acronym irony. Dawn was pleased to see me and so was Piplup and… Hey! I was able to recognize irony with the seating…! Meh, let's get this day over with…!

LUNCH! Best part of the day without a doubt! I quickly stacked my plate with food and started to walk off. From the corner of my eye, I saw May doing the same thing I had done, stacking her plate sky high. I also bought Pikachu some good Pokémon food. Sure, this amount of food costed quite a bit, but I'm sure I could find a way to stretch the money, I hope.

I hurriedly sat with my group of friends, but I swear I felt eyes staring into the back of my head. May, Dawn, and Misty all sat at a table together, just staring at me. It felt really awkward, so I quickly devoured my food and wandered out to the school's front yard. At lunch, we were allowed to go outside if we wanted.

Not many people were out here yet, so it was pretty peaceful. The only person I even recognized was Gary's girlfriend, Leaf. He'd been dating her since we were freshmen and he seemed really into her. She was pretty and all, long brown hair, wore pretty clothes, usually pretty friendly, but in a way, she was kind of weird. She was known for telling people's fortunes at lunch, under the big oak tree outside the school. Now that I think about it, Misty was angry at Leaf. I wonder if she had Leaf read her fortune and maybe she didn't get the results she wanted.

Today as I thought this I became curious as to how accurate her fortunes were, so I decided to approach her. She was leaned casually against the tree, humming to her Bulbasaur, who was curled up on her lap. She smiled and waved as I approached.

"Here to hear your fortune?" she asked.

I sat down in the damp grass and nodded my head. "So...how does this work?"

"Give me your hands," she instructed, holding out both of her hands for me to grasp. I did so. Leaf then closed her eyes, and she started mouthing words to herself. I couldn't make out what she was saying. Finally, her eyes shot open and she let go of my hands.

She smiled mischievously. "Ooh! This is going to be an interesting school year for you...!"

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

She giggled. "You are going to meet five beautiful and unique girls, maybe even up to seven. Each of them will fall in love with you. In the end, one of them will become your girlfriend. Though, telling you which one would spoil the fun. You've already met three of them. The fourth will appear to you just after you leave me. A fifth in your next class. The sixth you will meet in the halls some point later on, you'll meet the other one 'formerly' soon enough. For today, they'll keep their distance a bit, but tomorrow, they'll begin competing for your attention."

"That all seems a bit too planned out," I responded suspiciously.

"That's the wonder of my fortune-telling. It's exact and always accurate. That's why lots of people always come to seek my guidance. One time I even read my own fortune. I was going to smash into a guy and immediately hate him. But over a month we got to know each other, I'd start to fall in love with him. After two months of knowing each other, he'd confess to me and I'd no doubt say yes. It was all true. And now I have Gary."

"A gift like that seems too good to be true," I sighed, Pikachu nodded.

Leaf winked at me. "You'll see. Once you've met all seven girls and when tomorrow arrives, you can see for yourself whether my fortune was real or not. And trust me, it won't disappoint. In fact, you'll definitely keep coming back to have your fortune told. But remember, I can only reveal so much. The future is in your hands. And depending on your choices, the girl I think you're going to end up with might not end up being your girlfriend at all. It could very well change to be someone else. I'll never tell you who though. Have fun!"

I walked away, feeling very confused. "The rumors are true. Leaf is pretty weird..."

"Chu...Pika..."

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" someone screamed.

Suddenly, I found myself crushing Pikachu as someone crashed me, landing on my back. Someone had...just fallen from the sky?!

"PIKAA!"

"GET OFF PLEASE!" I yelled.

"Sorry!" the voice said, quickly jumping off. I got off of Pikachu and quickly apologized to him, then I faced our attacker. Another...girl, oh boy.

"The fourth will appear to you just after you leave me." No way! Was Leaf's fortune really true?! Impossible!

"Sorry about that," the girl chuckled nervously. I just fell out of the tree I was climbing. But I'm glad you were there! Axew and I really would've been in trouble if you hadn't broken our fall!"

This girl had huge, poofy, purple hair fashioned in a weird style. An Axew poked its head out from the unruly hair. Her skin was a bit dark. She sported a kind of baggy, long sleeve, peach-colored shirt with pink cuffs and a collar. She also wore a pink skirt-like thing with a huge bow on its side. She wore white capris with yellow cuffs. She also wore pink and white shoes with yellow straps.

I sweat-dropped. "Uh...I guess it's good you didn't get hurt then."

She also sweat-dropped and started awkwardly laughing again. "Sorry again. My name is Iris. As you can see, I'm kind of wild. I really hate school and being indoors. I prefer to be outdoors, so I'm always tree-climbing at lunch time. The view is always amazing up there." She faced me and smiled. "Do you climb trees?"

"If there's as good a view as you say, then I'd like to climb up and see," I answered.

Her eyes seemed to twinkle. "Follow me. I'll show you the way up."

I climbed after her as she easily scaled the tree. I held on to the branches, listening to her as she told me which ones were sturdy and which ones I should avoid. Finally, we both sat together on a sturdy limb, both admiring the view.

From here, not only could you see the whole school yard, complete with gorgeous green grass and pretty flowers, but you could even see the small, spread apart houses of Pallet Town. She was right, what a view.

"Wow, this is great," I said. Pikachu just stared in awe along with Axew.

"Yeah. I'm glad I found this place," Iris laughed. "Although...the teachers don't exactly approve of students climbing trees, so we should get down soon before the campus supervisors show up."

"Right you are."

We both climbed back down, and as soon as Iris touched the ground, she took off in a run.

"I'm gonna burn off some energy!" she called out to me. "See you in Battle class and anything else we have together!"

That's right! I do recognize her face now. Barry took her on in Battle class. It was funny watching him lose to a girl. You'd think he and his Empoleon would be able to hold their ground against a cute, innocent Axew. He just sometimes doesn't have a firm grip on things, then again my Infernape back when it was a little Chimchar got beaten by his Roserade, a Pokemon with a type disadvantage so who am I to judge?

Since the bell was bound to ring soon, I started walking inside, I sighed, my fifth class is of all things… Math, who in hell likes math?! Maybe this Conway kid but not Ash Ketchum, that is for darn sure! The only stats I suppose I could ever care about is attack, defense, special attack, special defense and speed on my Pokemon. The way I see it, percentages don't matter in battle, it's the will of a trainer, utterly useless class!

The teacher of this class is Ms. Lorelei. Like Ms. Erika Ms. Lorelei can also be a boring kind of character. When teaching she's straight to the point and sharp, but on her own she's very…Distant from the world. Not in a cruel way but like she's in a constant day dream.

In said class the few people I recognize is Gary, but once again I see that red haired curly pig tailed girl, she has to be the fifth. And because of my luck, I'm sitting next to her! Leaf, I'm scared of you from now on. And oh joy and she looks pleased to see me…

"Oh great," she scoffed. "As if I already have to deal with you in coordinating, battling class and now math class! Perfection…!"

I groaned, but decided to at least try to friendly. "Listen, since we have SO many classes in common would it hurt to get a little bit along?"

"Fine," but it was curt. "The name's Ursula. And unlike those two you meet in coordinating I can at least assure you that I am indeed the best coordinator out there," Ursula smirked confidently.

"But… How can one be so sure of their victory?" I reasoned. "Surely not every battle goes according to a plan?"

"Well…" Ursula now seemed more awkward. "Who cares? I just push to do so. Hmph!" And she turned away.

Oh dear what have I insinuated?

Math was as boring as ever and I was glad when it past. As I stood up I had to ask. "Hey, Ursula, what class do you have next?"

"Physical ed.," she responded. "Why do you ask?"

"Um…Well," Oh Arceus how do I say this?! "I have P. E. next as well…"

"Oh fantastic!" She groaned sarcastically. "More school hours to burn with a loser like you, as well as with Dawn. I'll take the long way to the girls' locker room to avoid you."

Well… That went well, I guess for my fifth encounter

Sixth period, the last class of the day for most people, as I've said before, I still have cooking class after this. Now to explain our school's gym class. They say a trainer must be as strong as their Pokémon, which is why gym was a necessary course for every student. Not that I minded.

On my way there, walking through the hallway, I saw a girl trying to make her way through the crowd. She looked slightly familiar. I think I'd seen her in Pokémon history. Someone who came out of a classroom shoved her out of their way when she bumped into her, and she fell forward. I witnessed the whole thing, as she fell on her knees, one of her knees sliding onto a sharpened pencil on the floor. The lead entered her flesh and a bit of blood dripped from her knee. Ouch.

I quickly rushed over to her. "Are you okay?"

"Ouch," she whined. "That pencil cut open my knee..."

Her Fennekin barked worriedly. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my handkerchief. I tied it securely around her leg and smiled assuringly at her.

"There. That should do it. But maybe you should visit the school Nurse Joy so she can handle it properly..."

Her face went all red. "T-thank you. Um...what's your name?"

"I'm Ash," I answered. "Who are you?"

"S-Serena," she said, a faint smile appearing on her face. "Um...thank you again for helping me."

"No problem, " I responded. "Need some help getting to the nurse's office?"

"I'll be fine," she answered. "But could you help me up?"

"Sure thing," I answered, taking her hand and pulling her up. Guess I pulled a little too hard because I'd accidentally pulled her into my arms like a hug. She seemed even redder now, I could feel it.

"Sorry about that!" I said, letting go of her.

"It's fine," she assured me. "Hope to see you around again soon."

"Yeah," I said with a nod. "See you later!"

With that, I dashed off to gym.

All the girls I'd met over the course of the day were in gym class with me. Along with all my guy friends and Leaf. Even Serena was here after having been patched up by Nurse Joy. That's when I realized that so far, everything that Leaf had predicted had come true. It's a pretty creepy feeling. So if this much was true, that meant that all these girls were going to fall in love with me! How the hell was this going to work?!

Distracted by my thoughts throughout the whole gym period, it soon ended and my favorite class was finally here. Food, here I come!

Only two familiar faces in my entire cooking class. Brock, who began immediately flirting with the many girls in this class. And Serena, the latest girl I'd encountered today. Our teacher, Mr. Cilan, told us to pair up and somehow, I was with Serena now.

We kind of cooked in silence, not really saying much to each other. It wasn't awkward though. it was fun to cook with her and she was really good at it. She knew what to do before Mr. Cilan even said it and she added in her own ingredients (which he told us not to do). But she didn't even get in trouble for it since Mr. Cilan loved the flavor so much. We had made the best spaghetti out of anyone, and now Serena was putting them in plastic bowls for each of us to take home.

"You're pretty good at cooking," I said as she handed me my bowl.

"I like it. It's fun," she responded. "I also enjoy acting."

"I'm better at eating food than cooking it as I'm sure you could see."

She laughed and sweat-dropped, "I'm sure you'll get better with practice. Well, I've got to get home. Mom always makes me practice Ryhorn racing after school. Ugh. I hate it."

"Sorry," I chuckled. "See ya!"

"Bye!"

…And so ends my first day as a sophomore. Tomorrow was going to be a big day. Because I'd soon find out that Leaf was no liar. Her fortunes are 100% accurate.

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