23/05/13: Before you read this fic, please be aware that everything after this is old. There might be slight OOC-ness, the writing isn't what I'd consider my best nowadays, etc. Y'know, the usual 'old fic' stuff ;) So please keep that in mind as you read. Thanks, and enjoy the fic! :)

A/N: I use the Japanese names, so Satoshi is Ash, Nyasu is Meowth, Kasumi is Misty, Kyatapii is Caterpie etc. If in doubt, Google it. Pikachu's name was kept in the dub, so if it's not "Pikachu", then it isn't the little electric mouse. Satoshi's age is from the short Pikachu and Pichu; he's celebrating the day he met Pikachu, which was his birthday, so he's at least eleven. The parts WILL get longer, I promise. Italics denote thoughts. Enjoy.

Chapter One: Kyaaaaa!

Pikachu rubbed his eyes and woke up with a jolt. Something had scared him. As he looked about, he felt different, so he did the first thing his instincts told him to do: look over himself. Maybe there was a Kyatapii on him or something. What he actually saw surprised him. Instead of a yellow, mouse-like body, there was a human body. He was a human.

"Pikachu? Pikachu, where are you-"

His sentence was cut off as the eleven year-old looked down. "Pikachu, is that you?"
"Satoshi!" Pikachu said. He put his hand over his mouth as soon as the words came out of his mouth; he had not expected to hear that; he was prepared to hear "Pikapi!" instead. Satoshi stared back at the human lying on the floor below him.

"Is this some kind of joke?" he said, anger in his voice.

Oh no. Please. Satoshi, please. It's me. Pikachu thought rapidly.

"No, no, Satoshi, please. It's me, Pikachu."

"Yeah right. Come on, Team Rocket, we all know it's you," Satoshi said. He looked at Pikachu closely, not noticing the yellow ears poking out of Pikachu's blonde hair, or the yellow tail...

"Satoshi, it's me!"

The eleven year-old snorted. "Oh, please. Like I'd believe THAT. Come on, get outta here, whoever you are!"

Pikachu got up, running blindly from Satoshi. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he couldn't stay with Satoshi any more. The eleven year-old didn't believe him.

I can't blame him, he thought. I'm having difficulties believing it too.

"Hey, Satoshi, who were you yelling at?" a young girl, around Satoshi's age - maybe a year older - asked. The boy turned to look at the red-haired girl, slightly blushing.

"Uh, hey Kasumi," he said. "Team Rocket or someone were pretending to be Pikachu."

Kasumi looked into the distance. "Are you sure it wasn't Pikachu?"

"Of course not! Pikachu's not a human."

"Look," was all the twelve year-old said. She was pointing at a blurry figure in the distance - Pikachu. Satoshi pulled out some binoculars and looked. His eyes widened as he saw the ears and tail. He silently handed the binoculars to Kasumi, who dropped them on the ground as she saw the ears and tails.
"It... really was Pikachu..." he whispered.

Pikachu stopped a while away from where he had been camping for the night, along with Satoshi and Kasumi. He spotted a large tree, and sat under it, trying to think of what to do, where to go... Okay, so Satoshi wouldn't accept that his first Pokemon was a human. His friends probably wouldn't, either. He put his hands on his head, frustrated with everything. It was then that he felt a pair of long, rabbit-like ears. So I'm still partly Pokemon. Well, that's good to know.

He got up and started walking down the long road again, not knowing where he was going.

Anywhere but here...