Story Notes:
Okay I went back through the story and fixed as many of the mistakes I could find. I also changed a few things so they would make more sense and extended a few scenes. Enjoy.
School Days Pt.1
Paul's concern for Cream grew when he went to her house to walk her to school and she wasn't home. Her parents were just as confused as he was about it. They told him that he had just missed Her and Luca by about ten minutes. Paul numbly nodded his head and started for school. He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice when Blake walked up beside him.
"Luca wasn't home either." Blake said without much emotion.
The sudden sound made Paul jump. Then he noticed the Umbreon walking next to him. Blake was easily over six feet tall, but one would never guess because he was always slouching. He was also really lean. Paul would never say that Blake was skinny, because his tall wiry frame was laden with well toned muscles. Which is more than likely why Luca liked him so much. Today Blake had opted to where a tight fitting white tank top and baggy black raver pants. His combat boots thudded heavily on the ground causing his chains to rattle, and his shoulder length hair to sway. As usual his hair was hanging in his face.
"I know, I am really worried about Cream. She left my house really upset about something."
Blake turned his head slightly towards Paul, just enough for the sun to glint off his red eyes. It was the most sure sing of interest Blake ever gave any thing. Paul knew Blake paid attention to every thing around him, he only pretended to be disinterested. It gave people the impression that he was cold and aloof.
"I thought you two didn't hide anything from each other, what happened?"
Paul thought about it for a moment before he answered.
"We were studying for the big history exam on Friday when one of my headaches hit me."
Blake grimaced he knew how bad Paul's headaches could get. They were hereditary on his mom's side of the family.
"She said we had studied enough and took me to my bed to do her thing."
Blake grinned a little at the pet name for Creams famous messages. It had come about when Paul had failed to accurately describe what she had done to help him get over his head aches. Of course Luca and Blake had jumped to the wrong conclusion and thought he had meant they were having more sex.
"Did it work?"
"That, and listening to the sound of her heart."
"Some how I doubt that is what upset her."
"Well that's just it I don't know. We were laying there, cuddling and just in general relaxing. She asked me what was on my mind, and when I told her she said her heat was coming on and left."
"What did you tell her when she asked what was on your mind?"
"I told her that I was planning to ask Ela to the Valentines Day dance."
Blake finally looked away from Paul.
"What?"
"If you don't know what's wrong with Cream it is not my place to tell you. That and we are here."
When Paul looked up they were at the front doors of their High School. Paul was instantly conflicted as he walked in the front doors. Down the hall towards the left were their lockers, where he could plainly see Luca and Cream talking. But down the right hall way he could see Ela and she wasn't surrounded by her usual gaggle of friends. He was concerned about his best friend, but he would never get a better opportunity to ask Ela to the dance.
Kicking himself in the ass Paul turned towards Ela, completely unaware of the fact that Cream had seen him and was heading towards him. She didn't even slow as she passed Blake, who turned quickly to watch her pass, knowing this was going to end in disaster. Blake gave Luca a questioning look, all he got in response was a shrug and a shake of the head.
Cream had spent long hours crying the night before, and woken early the following morning not feeling any better. Not wanting to talk to Paul just yet till she got her own emotions in check. So she had called and woken up Luca, her only other friend besides Paul and Blake.
The Lucario teen had not been happy being woken up so early. But her anger quickly subsided when she heard Creams quivering voice at the other end of the phone. When she got off the phone with Cream she had rushed to get dressed and ran out the door. When she got to Creams house she was met at the door by a very disheveled Lopunny who grabbed her by the hand and started to walk to school. On the way there Cream had poured her heart out. Luca, who usually wasn't a very quiet person, listened raptly to the girl. She found it really hard to believe that Paul could be so insensitive on purpose. She could see though him missing all of Creams subtle and not so subtle hints about her true feelings. Paul was dim like that.
Paul nervously approached the Luxray fem before him. She still hadn't noticed him though. Paul ran over in his head exactly what he was going to say, word for word. He could not afford to make any mistakes. Even though he was completely unaware that he was in the precise act of committing his greatest mistake ever in his young life.
"H-hi Ela. How are you doing to day?"
The Luxray heaved a deep sigh from with in her locker, clearly exasperated with who ever was interrupting her personal time without even seeing who it was first.
"This had better be good, I don't have any time for any more silly interviews from the school news papers."
Ela finally turned from her locker to look at who was bothering her and was surprised to see it was Paul. She only knew him indirectly of course. She only really knew of Paul for two reasons. He was the one that had taken all those fabulous pictures of her every year for the school year book. She and her friends also knew that Paul was Cream's best friend and tool for release. Ela and her group took great pleasure in tormenting the Lopunny about her human "Sex Slave".
"Paul isn't it?"
"Yeah"
"What can I do for you? If you're looking to get an exclusive photo shoot out of me your just going to have to wait your turn. That or talk to my agent."
Paul was momentarily confused.
"You have an agent, For what?"
"I've been excepted into the 'Mon only school of modeling in Hearthome City."
"Way to go."
"Thank you. Now what can I do for you Paul."
Paul once again took a moment to go over his words in his head before he spoke.
"I was wondering if you might wanna, quiet possibly, if you might be interested..." Paul stammered.
He took a second to compose himself.
"What I'm trying to ask is if you would go to the Valentines Day dance with me?"
Ela had a feeling that is what he was going to ask her as he was struggling with his words and was going to out right tell him no, but had decided to prolong his suffering. Than she had seen Cream coming up the hall and the look on the Lopunny's face told Ela that she really didn't want her "Sex Toy" playing with any one else. Ela suddenly struck with a very devious idea.
"Let me get this straight, you want me to go to the dance with you?" Ela said loud enough to make sure that every one could hear her, especially Cream.
"Yes." Paul said quietly, more than just a little intimidated by Ela's sudden loudness.
"What was that? Speak up."
Paul swallowed hard and repeated himself. "Yes, I want you Ela to go with me Paul to the Valentines Dance."
Ela smiled from ear to ear and threw her self at Paul for effect.
"Of course I will!"
Ela watched with satisfaction as Creams face plainly showed her heartbreaking. She was especially pleased with her self when Cream burst in to tears and ran in the opposite direction as Paul hugged her back. She was brought out of her dark fantasy by Paul's voice.
"So I'll pick you up at about 5pm on Sat."
"Why so early?"
"Dinner."
"Oh yeah, duh."
Now she had done it though. If this human showed up at her house to take her out her parents would flip. She had to think fast.
"Tell you what since it's going to take all day to get this hair just right why don't I meet you at the restaurant?"
Paul thought about it for a second. Ela did have a lot of hair so maybe it might be a good idea.
"That's fine. I'll contact you latter with the specifics than."
With that they exchanged cell numbers and went their separate ways. With that out-of-the-way Paul decided it was time to get to the bottom of what was going on with Cream. When he rounded the corner though it was just in time to see Cream and Luca ducking in to the girls room. When he reached Blake all he got was a questioning stare.
"Now what the hell is going on?" Paul asked as he got to his locker.
"Man I don't know, but I think your in for a long week, that and we are going to be late for class."
With that Blake took off down the hall at a fast clip, Paul was hot on his heals. How ever in the girls room a whole other drama was unfolding. Cream and Luca were sitting on the ground as Cream was once again crying her eyes out. Luca reached out a wrapped an arm around her friends shoulders. Cream leaned into Luca's embrace and cried some more.
"It'll be alright Cream, you'll see. Who knows Paul may even see her for the skank that she is." Luca said trying her best to be comforting.
"No he won't" Cream replied while still crying.
"She saw me coming and made sure that every one around them knew what he was doing. Than laid it on extra thick just for me, like she had been the one waiting her whole life for Paul to ask such a thing."
"Geez what a bitch." Luca said still trying to comfort her friend.
"And he is too blinded by his interests in her to see how she really is."
Cream started crying even harder, Luca hadn't thought it was possible for how much she had already cried.
"I'm losing him Luca, and I don't know how to get him back."
Luca thought for a minute and came up with the perfect plot to make Paul think about what he had done to Cream. The problem was that it was more than likely going to hurt Cream just as much. Even more so if it didn't work.
"I got an idea hun, but your not going to like it." Luca said gently running her hand over Creams head a couple of times.
"What?" Cream asked looking up into Lucas eyes pleadingly.
"Ignore him, totally and completely."
Cream got a really terrified look in her face. Luca pushed forward though.
"Cut him off from all but the absolute necessary contact. No kisses, no hugs, no phone calls, no texts, no IM's, no flirting, no studying alone, hardly any verbal communication especially with out me or Blake present, and absolutely no sex. We are going to make him see exactly what he has done wrong and force him to see exactly what he had and is now missing out on."
Cream looked mortified, and truly she was. There was no way she would be able to make it long without any of those things herself. What if Paul never realized what he had done, she would be destroyed.
"I don't know if I can do it." Cream said her fear hanging from each word like a death shroud.
"Sure you can. How long does Paul's family go on vacation in the summers?"
"About two weeks but the last two years they have invited me with because it became too much for me to be without him for that long. And before that we would be in almost constant contact by phone, e-mail, or messengers."
"So we'll say that you can make it about a week with out Paul."
"Not likely, I'll go crazy."
"What if me and Blake fill some of the gaps."
Cream looked to consider it.
"I don't think I could bring my self to have sex with you again, and doing it with Blake would be kind of awkward."
"You don't know what you're missing out on with Blake, and you aren't rough enough for me. I was talking about the talking and what not. You know just keeping you company."
"Wait I thought you and Blake broke up? Why are you two still doing it?"
"Technically we never went out. We just kind of hook up every now and again. We get urges too you know."
"Still I don't know if I can do that to him, or myself. We've always been so close."
"Hey did he or did he not just hurt you."
"Yes but it was more her than him."
"Exactly and that is what we are going to make him see. I bet you two are back together by the time the dance rolls around. You should make sure you're ready for when he comes crawling back."
"What do you mean?"
"You're going to need a dress for the dance. And not just any dress, but the sexiest dress you can find."
Cream thought about it for a minute and she was really starting to warm up to the idea. But she didn't own any dresses like Luca was describing.
"I don't think I own a dress like that."
"Then we will just have to find you one than. Now let's get going to class before we get into too much more trouble."
Together they got up off the floor and took a moment to compose themselves. Cream looked a wreck and it took a little extra bit to make her self look presentable. Eventually though the two left the rest room and went to class. Cream could feel that deep down this was going to be a very long week.
"Luca wasn't home either." Blake said without much emotion.
The sudden sound made Paul jump. Then he noticed the Umbreon walking next to him. Blake was easily over six feet tall, but one would never guess because he was always slouching. He was also really lean. Paul would never say that Blake was skinny, because his tall wiry frame was laden with well toned muscles. Which is more than likely why Luca liked him so much. Today Blake had opted to where a tight fitting white tank top and baggy black raver pants. His combat boots thudded heavily on the ground causing his chains to rattle, and his shoulder length hair to sway. As usual his hair was hanging in his face.
"I know, I am really worried about Cream. She left my house really upset about something."
Blake turned his head slightly towards Paul, just enough for the sun to glint off his red eyes. It was the most sure sing of interest Blake ever gave any thing. Paul knew Blake paid attention to every thing around him, he only pretended to be disinterested. It gave people the impression that he was cold and aloof.
"I thought you two didn't hide anything from each other, what happened?"
Paul thought about it for a moment before he answered.
"We were studying for the big history exam on Friday when one of my headaches hit me."
Blake grimaced he knew how bad Paul's headaches could get. They were hereditary on his mom's side of the family.
"She said we had studied enough and took me to my bed to do her thing."
Blake grinned a little at the pet name for Creams famous messages. It had come about when Paul had failed to accurately describe what she had done to help him get over his head aches. Of course Luca and Blake had jumped to the wrong conclusion and thought he had meant they were having more sex.
"Did it work?"
"That, and listening to the sound of her heart."
"Some how I doubt that is what upset her."
"Well that's just it I don't know. We were laying there, cuddling and just in general relaxing. She asked me what was on my mind, and when I told her she said her heat was coming on and left."
"What did you tell her when she asked what was on your mind?"
"I told her that I was planning to ask Ela to the Valentines Day dance."
Blake finally looked away from Paul.
"What?"
"If you don't know what's wrong with Cream it is not my place to tell you. That and we are here."
When Paul looked up they were at the front doors of their High School. Paul was instantly conflicted as he walked in the front doors. Down the hall towards the left were their lockers, where he could plainly see Luca and Cream talking. But down the right hall way he could see Ela and she wasn't surrounded by her usual gaggle of friends. He was concerned about his best friend, but he would never get a better opportunity to ask Ela to the dance.
Kicking himself in the ass Paul turned towards Ela, completely unaware of the fact that Cream had seen him and was heading towards him. She didn't even slow as she passed Blake, who turned quickly to watch her pass, knowing this was going to end in disaster. Blake gave Luca a questioning look, all he got in response was a shrug and a shake of the head.
Cream had spent long hours crying the night before, and woken early the following morning not feeling any better. Not wanting to talk to Paul just yet till she got her own emotions in check. So she had called and woken up Luca, her only other friend besides Paul and Blake.
The Lucario teen had not been happy being woken up so early. But her anger quickly subsided when she heard Creams quivering voice at the other end of the phone. When she got off the phone with Cream she had rushed to get dressed and ran out the door. When she got to Creams house she was met at the door by a very disheveled Lopunny who grabbed her by the hand and started to walk to school. On the way there Cream had poured her heart out. Luca, who usually wasn't a very quiet person, listened raptly to the girl. She found it really hard to believe that Paul could be so insensitive on purpose. She could see though him missing all of Creams subtle and not so subtle hints about her true feelings. Paul was dim like that.
Paul nervously approached the Luxray fem before him. She still hadn't noticed him though. Paul ran over in his head exactly what he was going to say, word for word. He could not afford to make any mistakes. Even though he was completely unaware that he was in the precise act of committing his greatest mistake ever in his young life.
"H-hi Ela. How are you doing to day?"
The Luxray heaved a deep sigh from with in her locker, clearly exasperated with who ever was interrupting her personal time without even seeing who it was first.
"This had better be good, I don't have any time for any more silly interviews from the school news papers."
Ela finally turned from her locker to look at who was bothering her and was surprised to see it was Paul. She only knew him indirectly of course. She only really knew of Paul for two reasons. He was the one that had taken all those fabulous pictures of her every year for the school year book. She and her friends also knew that Paul was Cream's best friend and tool for release. Ela and her group took great pleasure in tormenting the Lopunny about her human "Sex Slave".
"Paul isn't it?"
"Yeah"
"What can I do for you? If you're looking to get an exclusive photo shoot out of me your just going to have to wait your turn. That or talk to my agent."
Paul was momentarily confused.
"You have an agent, For what?"
"I've been excepted into the 'Mon only school of modeling in Hearthome City."
"Way to go."
"Thank you. Now what can I do for you Paul."
Paul once again took a moment to go over his words in his head before he spoke.
"I was wondering if you might wanna, quiet possibly, if you might be interested..." Paul stammered.
He took a second to compose himself.
"What I'm trying to ask is if you would go to the Valentines Day dance with me?"
Ela had a feeling that is what he was going to ask her as he was struggling with his words and was going to out right tell him no, but had decided to prolong his suffering. Than she had seen Cream coming up the hall and the look on the Lopunny's face told Ela that she really didn't want her "Sex Toy" playing with any one else. Ela suddenly struck with a very devious idea.
"Let me get this straight, you want me to go to the dance with you?" Ela said loud enough to make sure that every one could hear her, especially Cream.
"Yes." Paul said quietly, more than just a little intimidated by Ela's sudden loudness.
"What was that? Speak up."
Paul swallowed hard and repeated himself. "Yes, I want you Ela to go with me Paul to the Valentines Dance."
Ela smiled from ear to ear and threw her self at Paul for effect.
"Of course I will!"
Ela watched with satisfaction as Creams face plainly showed her heartbreaking. She was especially pleased with her self when Cream burst in to tears and ran in the opposite direction as Paul hugged her back. She was brought out of her dark fantasy by Paul's voice.
"So I'll pick you up at about 5pm on Sat."
"Why so early?"
"Dinner."
"Oh yeah, duh."
Now she had done it though. If this human showed up at her house to take her out her parents would flip. She had to think fast.
"Tell you what since it's going to take all day to get this hair just right why don't I meet you at the restaurant?"
Paul thought about it for a second. Ela did have a lot of hair so maybe it might be a good idea.
"That's fine. I'll contact you latter with the specifics than."
With that they exchanged cell numbers and went their separate ways. With that out-of-the-way Paul decided it was time to get to the bottom of what was going on with Cream. When he rounded the corner though it was just in time to see Cream and Luca ducking in to the girls room. When he reached Blake all he got was a questioning stare.
"Now what the hell is going on?" Paul asked as he got to his locker.
"Man I don't know, but I think your in for a long week, that and we are going to be late for class."
With that Blake took off down the hall at a fast clip, Paul was hot on his heals. How ever in the girls room a whole other drama was unfolding. Cream and Luca were sitting on the ground as Cream was once again crying her eyes out. Luca reached out a wrapped an arm around her friends shoulders. Cream leaned into Luca's embrace and cried some more.
"It'll be alright Cream, you'll see. Who knows Paul may even see her for the skank that she is." Luca said trying her best to be comforting.
"No he won't" Cream replied while still crying.
"She saw me coming and made sure that every one around them knew what he was doing. Than laid it on extra thick just for me, like she had been the one waiting her whole life for Paul to ask such a thing."
"Geez what a bitch." Luca said still trying to comfort her friend.
"And he is too blinded by his interests in her to see how she really is."
Cream started crying even harder, Luca hadn't thought it was possible for how much she had already cried.
"I'm losing him Luca, and I don't know how to get him back."
Luca thought for a minute and came up with the perfect plot to make Paul think about what he had done to Cream. The problem was that it was more than likely going to hurt Cream just as much. Even more so if it didn't work.
"I got an idea hun, but your not going to like it." Luca said gently running her hand over Creams head a couple of times.
"What?" Cream asked looking up into Lucas eyes pleadingly.
"Ignore him, totally and completely."
Cream got a really terrified look in her face. Luca pushed forward though.
"Cut him off from all but the absolute necessary contact. No kisses, no hugs, no phone calls, no texts, no IM's, no flirting, no studying alone, hardly any verbal communication especially with out me or Blake present, and absolutely no sex. We are going to make him see exactly what he has done wrong and force him to see exactly what he had and is now missing out on."
Cream looked mortified, and truly she was. There was no way she would be able to make it long without any of those things herself. What if Paul never realized what he had done, she would be destroyed.
"I don't know if I can do it." Cream said her fear hanging from each word like a death shroud.
"Sure you can. How long does Paul's family go on vacation in the summers?"
"About two weeks but the last two years they have invited me with because it became too much for me to be without him for that long. And before that we would be in almost constant contact by phone, e-mail, or messengers."
"So we'll say that you can make it about a week with out Paul."
"Not likely, I'll go crazy."
"What if me and Blake fill some of the gaps."
Cream looked to consider it.
"I don't think I could bring my self to have sex with you again, and doing it with Blake would be kind of awkward."
"You don't know what you're missing out on with Blake, and you aren't rough enough for me. I was talking about the talking and what not. You know just keeping you company."
"Wait I thought you and Blake broke up? Why are you two still doing it?"
"Technically we never went out. We just kind of hook up every now and again. We get urges too you know."
"Still I don't know if I can do that to him, or myself. We've always been so close."
"Hey did he or did he not just hurt you."
"Yes but it was more her than him."
"Exactly and that is what we are going to make him see. I bet you two are back together by the time the dance rolls around. You should make sure you're ready for when he comes crawling back."
"What do you mean?"
"You're going to need a dress for the dance. And not just any dress, but the sexiest dress you can find."
Cream thought about it for a minute and she was really starting to warm up to the idea. But she didn't own any dresses like Luca was describing.
"I don't think I own a dress like that."
"Then we will just have to find you one than. Now let's get going to class before we get into too much more trouble."
Together they got up off the floor and took a moment to compose themselves. Cream looked a wreck and it took a little extra bit to make her self look presentable. Eventually though the two left the rest room and went to class. Cream could feel that deep down this was going to be a very long week.