Prologue:
My dreams, the only images of happiness I had. The blue sky, the still, reflective lake, the cold, snow covered ground and the white mountains that surround. My tranquility. The handmade log cabin, with only necessities, the surreal silence, the sound of nothing. I had a gut feeling, my dream, was merely ever only going to be just a dream.Â

I have never had the opportunity to contribute something that's significant. I blame that on the fact that I fear a lot of things. I have never had a lot of money, or friends. I am the kid that was the straggler, the one that is teased to the point of wanting death, but I could never do it.

There are few people that made me keep hope, like my friend Brady, I love him, maybe just as a brother maybe more. He has always found a way, even if it was making a stupid joke just to make me laugh. Then there are the ones I love, I have to say the one I loved most was Alex, the maiden of my dreams, the queen of beauty in a lot of people's eyes. And I almost had her, but she slipped away,

I guess the best thing in my life are the dreams. The place I'm alone... But maybe things can change for the better. And I can introduce someone else to my dreams...

Story:

From the silence of my dream I was awoken, the gentle knocking on my bedroom door the signal for me to awake, the routine begins again. I open my eyes and roll from my bed landing face first on the floor, another great morning. I strain my awakening muscles as I push myself off of the floor, standing and taking in the crisp morning air.

I dig through my dresser, finding a clean pair of plain gray boxers, Âa deep blue shirt and a pair of black jeans, I had never dressed like a preppy pokemon, just what I thought was average, clean, and comfortable.Â

I walk into the hallway, my steps small and and calculated, almost like I would trip. Reaching into the small closet and pulled out a thick brown towel to dry my fur after my shower. Part of the routine that remains unbrokenÂ

I was so groggy and tired, that the sound of water cascading against the bottom of the tub didn't register in my head. My eyes flew open in surprise as I reached in, and came in contact with wet fur.

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A yelp of surprise force me to yank the shower curtain back, and find that my step sister had beat me to the shower, my jaw hung open, as she had never been up before me.

I stared in awe at the drenched fur of the lucario in front of me, her naked beautiful curves accented with the matted down fur. Her nipples hard and a hand between her legs, a finger into her sweet pussy.Â

I didn't even have enough time to hear her scream before I was out of the bathroom. It wasn't like I was scared she was mad, or embarrassed I'd seen her naked, I just knew I shouldn't be in there at that time.

I ran, my muscles energized by adrenaline coursing through my veins. I tripped on the rug in the hallway, landing on my face, I scramble myself back up, and scurried back to my room.

I took a second to gather my breath, panting hard as I close my eyes trying to not think of what I had just seen. It was my sister as I had never seen her before. I would have never expected to see my step sister like that!

I finally caught my breath again feeling the swollen bruise on top of my head. Wincing as the pain quickly surged through my skull. I got to my feet again, and move over to the mirror. I gaze into the piercing emerald eyes of the lithe lucario staring at me. As I stare, I think about what I had seen, before I notice the raised bump on my forehead.

I sigh and then something else catches my eye. I look lower seeing that I had an erection! I had gotten hard from seeing my step sister masturbating in the shower!Â

I shook my head again, hearing the splashing of water stop and the door to the bathroom opening. I grab my clothes and towel again and open my door peering out.

I look to make sure no one is around, making Âa mad dash, I dive into the bathroom, closing the door quickly. I set my clothes on one side of the counter and my towel on the other, I turn on the water and jump in. This time I knew I was alone. I shivered again at my thoughts as the water cascades all around me.

The hot beads of water splashed through my thin pelt and onto my skin. I turned the water down just a tad as it was too hot and then stood still, feeling the massaging the streams splatter against my body.

I reached forward and grabbed the fur soap. The slightly damp bottle fell from my paws as it made a hard thump, right onto my foot. I curse lewd remarks at the bottle as I double over, to massage the throbbing pain out of my foot.

Slowly I calm down as I pick the bottle up and squeeze softly and let the white liquid soap fill my paw. Setting the bottle down with one paw I rub the other agenst my black and gray fur.

As I rubbed the soap into my fur, I begin to think about how silly it is, that the color of my fur is the focal point of the taunting I receive. The main complaint I get, is that I'm not stronger that a "normal" lucario... since normally an odd colored pokemon is stronger by nature, I am not. Sometimes I wish I had a normal colored pelt, but that is entirely out of the question...

I casually finish washing my slightly oily fur, and step back under the shower head. The world seems to slow down, as the water falls on my fur, warm, and welcoming, washing away my thoughts, as well as the soap. Sighing, I reach for the faucet head and turn the water off as I grab the chocolate colored towel, wrapping it around my waist.

I comb my short head fur back as it dries and I smile into the mirror checking my teeth. I reach into the drawer pulling out my toothbrush and toothpaste making sure to hit every orifice of my mouth with the whitening paste. I spit the nasty mint flavored paste out as I finish toweling myself off.

By the time my shower was done I had completely forgotten about even seeing my step sister in the shower. I place on my clothes as I walk out and into the living room. I pass by my mom giving her a hug as I continue into the kitchen grabbing the toast in the toaster.

I take a glance at the clock, as I munch on my toast, and register it to be 6:55 I panic slightly as I realize the bus will be here soon. Stuffing the rest of the toast in my muzzle, I snatch my backpack from the corner, and run out the door, to see that the bus is about to pull away.

I run quickly, and jumped onto the bus. Sighing, I slid into the closest seat, which happened to have my friend Gabe in it. Gabe was truly a brainiac, he was two years younger than me and in the same grade, but higher classes. He was only of the few I could actually call a friend.

I place my headphones in my ear as I start to blast my music, as I usually did on the way to school. I tapped my paw to my leg as I slightly ignored Gabe and looked out the window of the bus admiring the trees and farmland. My favorite song came on as the bus screeched to a stop at the school. I grab my back pack and walk to the main commons of the high school.Â

I walk towards the usual group of people I hang with in the morning. An odd bunch of misfits. I sigh as I sit in the chair and pull one of the headphones out and turning down the volume, so I can hear. I bump my foot against the ground as I close my eyes, softly resting before the day really gets going.

A touch on my shoulder made me jump up and push the person away. I stare at the figure that had tapped me until I realize it was exactly who I didn't want it to be. My step sister was standing staring at me. I lower my head and sigh, mumbling a soft "hi" to her. I was utterly surprised when I felt her hug me and whisper softly into my ear.Â

"Bro it is okay, I'm not mad for earlier this morning. I'm sorry I should have locked the door." She moved back holding me at arms distance as she smiled sweetly at me. I couldn't help but feel bad at her apologizing to me, so I spoke up.

"No sis, ÂI shoulda have heard the water runnin' it was kinda my fault. Don't feel bad sissy, I take the blame for this mornin's fiasco." Her grin widened as she hugged me again and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled back and surprised the sigh in my throat as she walked back to her group of friends.

I just sit back down in the chair, but as soon as my rump hits the plastic chair, the bell starting the school day rang loudly. I got up again pulling the headphone out of my ear, Âand placing them in my pocket as I headed off to my first class of the day.

Once I entered the wood shop I was a little happier, this was truly one class I enjoyed. I was a natural born woodworker; I had even made my dresser when I was in seventh grade. I immediately grabbed the pieces to my box project.Â

It was nothing fancy, just a light colored box made of ash. I grabbed the sanding paper in my paws and immediately got to work, sanding down the rough edges to make them as smooth as possible. The sanding wasn't helped by the fact that one of the kids in the class made a rubber band gun and spent the whole time hitting me in the face with rubber bands.

I was saddened when the bell rang to end that part of my day, I placed my box into my locker, not quite done to perfection but close. I sealed the locker door with my padlock and picked up my backpack as I brushed the sawdust off of it and walked off to my next class, one headphone in my ear.

I look around my algebra class as there was one other pokemon in it, a girl named Bailey, funny part was she was a typhlosion. I sat in my seat listening to my music. As I heard the other students enter, I placed my headphones back into my pocket, looking to the front, the kid next to me was already asleep, and drooling all over his desk.

The teacher took role, and then gave us our assignment. She told us to get working as she walked to a student who has his hand up. I grab my backpack and walk over to another table. I was greeted by Kalyn, she was a pikachu, a weird one at that.

We spent the period talking to each other, I helped her out and she just nodded and filled out her work. halfway through I placed my headphone back into my ear and placed my head on my arm as I drifted off to sleep.

I was awoken by Kalyn as she shook me awake she got up and left, I grabbed my backpack, thanking her for waking me up and I walks out the door. I was slapped pretty hard in the stomach by a boy Chris, it was a game he played. I slightly doubled over as I continued down the flight of stairs to English.

I pulled my headphones out as I get close to the classroom giving my teacher a waive as I walk in and sit down. Immediately I was surrounded by Carson, who was a electrobuzz. He started talking about everything that had happened to him so far, only stopping to say hi to a few girls. I just nod to him and close my eyes for a few seconds, glad it was only a half day.

The teacher entered and it was instantly silent, for fear of being yelled at. I look at her as she told everyone to pull put their Latin word parts. I look at her as I smile a cheesy smile and she just sighs and collects the rest of the classes work.

Not much happened, we worked on reading a piece of fiction that was a few years old. We took notes on the chapter, on key points the teacher gave slight hints at. Suddenly she walked over to me and slapped a piece of paper on my desk.

She had given me a assignment that would bring my grade just above passing, she always was nice to me like this. I never have figured out why, I was guessing it was that I was the only one that didn't call her a bitch and she didn't want me in her class next year.

I smiled sweetly at her and started to scribble away at the assignment. I had always had the most girl like handwriting out of everyone. That was another teasing point of the more popular students.Â

I finish the assignment as the class finished with their notes. I grab my paper walking to the teachers desk and setting it on top. I walk back to my seat then puck up my back pack, replacing the headphones into my ear as I get up and start to walk out.

Just as soon as I get to the door the bell rings again signaling the end of the short, half day of school. I blast the music through my headphones the hard hitting bass beats flowing through me and giving me a boost in positivity as I walk through the crowded hallways to the bus.

I was first on the bus as I sat halfway back and turned my volume down a little bit and closed my eyes once again, nearly falling into a pleasurable sleep. I once again tap my paw to my leg to the beats of the slow rock song playing through my headphones.

I was startled from my rest by a form sitting roughly into the seat next to me, landing and resting her head on my shoulder. I smile a fake smile at her and take out my headphones, placing them back into my pocket.

She was a tall slander zangoose, her name was Brittany. I hadn't known her very long, well at least not very closely. She was my friends girlfriend, and the only person that could sympathize with me and make me feel a little better.

"So my mom doesn't know it is a half day. You should call you mom and ask her if we can walk around." I smiles and nodded and pulled out my cell phone and dial my moms number. She answers the phone sweetly and listens as I ask her if I could go walking.

"well just tell me if you get in trouble and where you guys are going and okay." I thanks her and close the phone and look at Brittany. I nod and smile as I just close my eyes and relax.

Brittany gets off at her stop and I just keep tapping to my music. I eventually grabbed my bag and walked off The bus at my stop walking into my house as I say hi to my mom, quickly dropping off my back pack as I walk back out the door to meet Brittany.Chapter End Notes:Well folks I hope that that was good enough for a first chapter, I am going to be updating it hopefully twomarrow when I'm not half asleep.

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