A Gardevoir and her Trainer

This fic is from the Trainer POV. And I thought I might try my hand at a second FanFiction. I've always wanted to write one about Gardevoir. They're just so cool…

"Speech"=talking

'Speech'=thought

-Speech-=telepathy

Speech=translated Poke-speech

(Speech)=my thoughts

I opened my eyes as my alarm clock began to buzz. I reached out to turn it off, and sat up yawning. The lump under my quilt next to me moved, and a Kirlia poked her head out from under the quilt. I couldn't help but laugh. She looked so cute there with all her light blue hair messed up on one side and her orange eyes half-closed. She climbed over me and ran to the mirror, grabbing a comb on the way. I got up and walked out, heading to the bathroom. I washed, brushed my teeth and stretched. I walked back to my bedroom and opened the door.

"Kirlia! Today's the day! We're gonna get my Trainer's license!" I frowned when she stayed quiet.

"Kirlia?" I walked in, and saw her sat on the bed, sniffing. I sat down and put my arm over her shoulder.

"Kirlia, what's wrong?" She looked at me, and smiled slightly.

-Well, if you start then you have to have a Starter. But you have to choose between Bulbasaur, Charmander or Squirtle. And I'm a Kirlia. I can't be a Starter.- I smiled and gave her a quick hug.

"I spoke to the Professor. He says that I can use you as my Starter." I stood and opened the door.

"Now can I get changed please?" She stood and walked out of my room, closing the door behind her. I threw on some clean clothes, and paused before looking in the mirror. I'm 15, and I stood roughly 5'2", and had dark brown hair. It was always messy, and I had a spike that covered one ear where it curved around. Satisfied with my shirt and jeans, I grabbed a jacket and left my room. I walked downstairs and into the living room, where Kirlia was sat. She had one of my books in her hands. I crept up behind her, as usual, and as usual she kept reading and used a Psychic to pin me in place.

-You know that'll never work. Why do you do it?- She asked, while turning a page. I tried to shrug.

'Well, I can hope that one day I get you.' She smiled a little bit, and that was all I needed.

'But I know that I can't. Not like when you was a Ralts. That was funny…' She stifled a laugh, but gave up and started to giggle. She quietened down after a few minutes, though. She got up and looked at me.

-When I was a Ralts, I was a lot younger. That doesn't count.- I grinned as she released me.

"If you say so. We should probably leave, and head for Pallet town." She nodded, and I turned around.

"Now, where did I put my backpack…" It floated over to me. I looked at Kirlia, and raised an eyebrow. She shrugged.

-As if you'd remember everything that we'd need.- I grinned, and so did she. We both knew that I'd forget something.

"What was it this time?" She walked around and stood next to me as I squatted to root through the bag, so our heads were level.

-This time, you forgot your underwear.- She blushed a little, but not much. I ruffled her hair, and she pushed at my hand, shrieking in mock fear. I lifted my hand, and grinned. She set about sorting out her hair, as I closed my bag and slung it on my back.

"I've just gotta write a note for Mum and Dad, K?" Kirlia nodded. I grabbed a piece of paper, and scrawled where I was going. We live in Viridian City, so we were fairly close to Pallet Town. We walked out of the house, and started for Route 1.

As we walked along, we both enjoyed the fresh air and wide view. We took the ledges, jumping to the ground, rather than trek through the grass. We soon got to Pallet, where a PokeMart clerk was standing near the road. He spotted us and rushed over.

"Ah! A Trainer! I work for a Pokémon Market, or PokeMart for short. We're giving out promotional items. Please, take this Potion!" The clerk handed us a small spray bottle, with purple highlights. I put in my bag and thanked him, before me and Kirlia walked into Pallet. As soon as we walked in, some little 5-year olds mobbed us. I crouched as I spoke to them.

"Can we see your Pokémon, Mister?" One little kid at the back had milk bottle lensed glasses and a book and was pouring through the pages.
"There! That's a Kirlia! But that one doesn't look like it should. It's the wrong colour." He turned the book around, and showed us the picture. I knew what it would look like.

"Yep. She's a Shiny. They're very rare. Can someone tell me where Professor Oak is?" As I finished, a shadow fell over me. I stood, and saw it was Oak.

"So, you came to get your licence, did you?" I nodded.

"Yes, Professor. And I spoke to you about using Kirlia as my Starter?" Oak nodded.

"Of course! It's just, most people don't have any Pokémon when they get there Licence. But, why start now? You should've started five years ago…" I sighed and looked at Kirlia. She nodded. I turned back to Oak.

"I got Kirlia as an Egg. I hatched her, and was ten. I planned on using her as my Starter any way, but… well, she accidently hurt a Rattata. Its parents were nearby. I grabbed her and ran off home with her, but the problem was, one of the Raticate used Bite. It got the back of my leg. By then, I was near town, and they stopped soon after that when people ran up to get me to safety. I wasn't hurt permanently, but I took a lot of damage to my muscle. I had to wait about four years, for the muscle to strengthen enough, and by then I'd missed the deadline. I had to wait for this year." Oak nodded.

"Very well. Follow me." Me and Kirlia walked after him, and soon we entered his lab. Oak stopped us next to a table with three Pokeballs, and walked up to a table further on. He came back and handed me a small red rectangle.

"This is a Pokedex. It contains data on all species of Pokémon native to Kanto. It won't have anything on Kirlia, as she's not native to Kanto, but don't worry. And these are for you." He handed me 6 small balls, each with a red half and a white half, and a black band around the middle. There was a silver button in the middle. "These are your Pokeballs. Five are to catch wild Pokémon; one is for Kirlia, unless she's already captured?" I held up a slightly dirty Pokeball.

"This is Kirlia's ball. She doesn't like being inside it, so she walks next to me." Oak nodded.

"Alright, then. To sign up to the Pokémon league challenge, just visit the Pokémon Centre in Viridian City." I nodded.

"Thanks, Professor." I pocketed the Pokeballs, and handed one back to Oak. We walked out of the lab, and headed back to Route 1. As we walked along, Kirlia's arm began to twitch. I smirked.

"If you want to, you can." She grinned at me, before running ahead. She began to dance, pirouetting, jumping and the occasional split. I walked along, and she kept up with me, dancing circles around me. As I felt happier, she danced faster, until she was a blur. Then we entered Viridian, and she stopped, although she was obviously disappointed. I smiled at her.

"Once we're out of here, you can dance again." She smiled at me, and jumped. She flipped in mid-air as I dropped to one knee, and she landed on one leg, balanced on my shoulder. I stood up and she shifted to behind my head, one foot on each shoulder. We walked a little further, until we spotted the Centre. We walked inside, and I walked up to the desk. Out of nowhere, a pink-haired lady appeared.

"Hello, and welcome to the Viridian City Pokémon Centre. I'm Nurse Joy, how may I help you?" I smiled at her.

"Could I sign up to the Pokémon League challenge, please?" She smiled at me.

"Certainly. One moment." She walked off to the side and through a door. At that moment, a small kid walked up to me.

"Hey! You wanna battle?" I looked at Kirlia. She nodded, and I grinned.

"Sure." He nodded.

"I'm Ethan. Follow me, there's a battle area out back." I followed him and soon saw the battle area. It was a rectangular area of sand, divided into two halves with a Pokeball design in the middle. He stood at one end, and I stood at the other.

"GO! Weedle!" He cried out, as he threw a Pokeball into the air. It opened, and in a flash of red a small bug appeared. It was tan, with small black eyes and a bulbous pink nose, as well as a large horn on its head. It had little pink feet as well, and it began to crawl forwards. I was curious, so I raised my Pokedex.

WEEDLE, THE HAIRY BUG POKeMON. WEEDLE ARE KNOWN TO EAT LARGE AMOUNTS OF LEAVES, AND THEY EAT THEIR OWN BODY WEIGHT EVERY DAY. THE TWO-INCH STINGER ON ITS HEAD IS POISONOUS. IT MAKES SURE ATTACKERS GET THE POINT RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS.

I put away the Pokedex.

"You ready, Kirlia?" She nodded, and stepped forwards. Ethan made the first move.

"Weedle, use Poison Sting!" The Weedle reared back, and its horn glowed purple before it fired a load of them at Kirlia.

"Kirlia! Dodge them!" Kirlia jumped into the air, and landed to the side of the stings. As the Weedle aimed for her, she began to backflip over the battle area. She stopped when the Weedle gave up.

"Show-off." I muttered to her. She grinned at me, and I turned to the Weedle.

"Kirlia! Use Confusion!" Kirlia set her sight on the Weedle, and her eyes glowed blue. The Weedle was surrounded by the same light, and it was lifted off the ground, before Kirlia slammed it into the ground. The dust cloud cleared, to show an unconscious Weedle. Ethan recalled his Weedle.

"That was a great battle, but be careful. That… Kirlia..? Is really rare around here. Expect a lot of challenges, and some people may try to steal it from you." Kirlia glared at being called an 'it' but I put a hand on her head, holding her back, at least physically.

"Thanks, Ethan. Way to go, Kirlia! Your first battle, and you won!" I grabbed her and spun around, her legs trailing behind her. At that moment, Nurse Joy walked out.

"There you are! Now, I need your name to complete this..?" I smiled at her.

"My name is Jason." She filled out a square, and smiled at me.

"There, all done! You are now taking the Pokémon League challenge! I wish you the best of luck!" She bowed, and turned to walk in where Ethan was waiting to have his Weedle healed. I turned to Kirlia and smiled at her.

"It's late; we should head home."

-Right. And I'm tired after that battle.- I picked her up, and she sat on my shoulder. I walked out of the Centre, and began to walk home.

"How can you be tired? You dodged and used a Confusion. It wasn't that bad." Kirlia shrugged.

-I don't know. But I did go a bit overboard on the Confusion.- I smiled at her.

"There's the answer; you're mentally exhausted. I told you we should practice with your mental stamina." It only took a half hour to actually reach home, but she was fast asleep by then. I walked in, and upstairs before putting her under my quilt. She curled up, and I left. After going downstairs, I entered the living room, where my Mum and Dad were sat. I took a deep breath, and steeled myself.

"Hey, Mum, Dad. How are you?" They turned around, and glared. My Dad stood up and walked over.

"Where did you go this morning? We were worried about you!" I frowned slightly.

"Didn't you read my note?" My Dad held up a sheet of paper.

"You wrote onto the shopping list. We couldn't read a thing." I sweatdropped.

"Probably shoulda checked the paper first…" I murmured to myself. My Mum walked over now.

"Well? What did the Professor say?" I grinned.

"I get to start my adventure…" My parents grinned, even my Dad, despite his anger. "…and Kirlia gets to be my Starter." The smile disappeared faster than a berry in a Snorlax's hand.

"What? But we thought that you'd leave it behind; especially after what happened the last time you two went out to a Route together…" I facepalmed.

"That was five years ago! I'm stronger, and so is Kirlia. She can defeat any wild Pokémon we find. I trust her." My parents glared, but I stood their gazes. Finally, my Mum sighed.

"Fine. We just worry about you, that's all." I smiled and hugged them.

"I know. But I should be fine. I promise." They returned the hug, and I stayed there for a few seconds. Eventually, we released each other, and I sat down with them to eat.

"Wow, Mum. I'm gonna miss your cooking while I travel." She smiled at me.

"You'll visit; I'm sure. And I can make you a huge meal!" I grinned.

"That sounds amazing. I'm gonna go to bed; it's late." As I stood, my parents smiled and said goodnight. But as I turned I glimpsed a frown form on their faces. I started upstairs, and quickly jumped the banister so I was downstairs again. I crept towards the door, and listened.

"I don't know; they're good friends…" My mum said.

"I don't care! I'm worried he might end up like some of the people I knew while travelling! It's not the Pokémon, it's how kind he is to it! And, his Pokémon can evolve again! I don't want him to force her to, and then regret it!" My Dad shouted. I frowned; I never knew Kirlia could evolve again.

"He deserves the chance to travel. After that Raticate, and still able to love Pokémon… I think he can travel as much as he likes." I heard footsteps as one of them paced back and forth.

"Fine. He can go. But when that Kirlia evolves, I want him to be absolutely sure of it, and not rush into it. If he forces her to evolve, then I don't know if he deserves to be a friend to them, but more of a master." I gasped at my father's attitude, before dashing for the stairs, afraid that they'd heard me. I ran into my room, and threw of my clothes, before getting into my pyjamas. I climbed into bed, and curled up under the covers. Kirlia shifted and moaned slightly; my bad mood must have been giving her nightmares. In a desperate attempt to Kirlia calmed down, before she woke and asked why I was in such a black mood, I thought about all the good things that we'd done.

Flashback starts here

I grinned as Ralts leant forwards, her mouth slightly open in awe. It was her first birthday, and my Mum had made her a small cake; or at least, small to us. It was the same height as Ralts. She looked at me, and then pointed at the cake. I nodded, smiling, as Ralts leant forwards and scooped some icing of with her finger. She timidly placed it in her mouth, and cried out. I sighed; she didn't like it. As I looked on, though, she stepped forwards and took a huge bite from the side. She cried out again, and I smiled. She took another bite; and my Mum placed a pile of plates in the way.

"You should've waited, Ralts. Here… have this." My Mum cut out the side of the cake which had a few bites in it and placed it on a plate, before setting it in front of Ralts. By the time everyone had a plate of cake, Ralts had eaten hers already. She grinned at me, her face covered in icing, and hiccoughed. I laughed slightly, as Ralts kept hiccoughing, bouncing slightly every time.

I smiled at Ralts, who was steadily speeding up. She'd been able to walk for a while, but recently she'd been wanting to try running. I watched her closely, as she started to speed up. Soon, she was shuffling along at a reasonable pace, laughing with glee. She spotted a ball that I'd left out, and she started after it. She gently poked it, and it rolled slightly. She pushed it harder, and as it rolled she followed it. I smiled as she chased it in a circle, stepping forwards as she neared me. I quickly scooped her up, and hugged her close. She returned the hug, her arms flat against my chest. We stood there for a few minutes, until I realised Ralts was asleep. I smiled tenderly, and walked inside to put her to bed. I wondered if this is how my parents felt when I was younger. As I entered my room, I laid her down on my pillow. She sighed and curled up slightly. As I looked down on her, I felt something; I wasn't sure what it was, and as I stood there I thought it over. Eventually, I realised what it was; it was love. I loved her. I stroked her hair, softly soothing her to deeper sleep. After a while, I went downstairs as said goodnight to my parents. I got changed, and as I got into bed, Ralts wrapped her arms around my arm. I smiled tenderly, and pulled her onto my chest as I laid on my back. I placed an arm over her back, and soon I drifted of as well.

Flashback ends here

I looked at Kirlia as she settled down, and smiled as I saw something. In her hand was half a bar of chocolate. I gently pulled it from her hands, and set it on the bedside table. She always had liked chocolate, ever since that cake from when she was a Ralts had been covered with chocolate icing. As I laid my head down on the pillow, I made sure not to disturb her sleep. I soon drifted off to join her in sleep, and await the dawn of tomorrow, when I would start my Trainer journey.