Story Notes:
For any confusion, these pokemon are feral in a seemingly natural/civil environment. A cross between. And more detail becomes evident as the story goes on.Also, as a big fan of DBZ and power-based things, this will have some minor swaying effect. Nothing like over 9000 references and kamehamehas, it still keeps the pokemon basis.
Truth and Embarrassment
That night Bolt wanted to sleep in my room. He said he didn't think he could fall asleep if he was by himself, that he was too upset, and wanted to be with someone else tonight. I only agreed because I know exactly how he feels.
He started crying to himself before he actually fell asleep, so I came up behind him and put my arms around him in an attempt to comfort him. It seemed to work.
Slowly his crying came to a stop, and he fell asleep. I ended passing out in that position, unintentionally.
The dream I had tonight was not a nightmare, but I can't say if it was nessecarily a good one.
-
Tybalt and I were playing tag, as usual. But instead of his backyard, it seemed to be an endless field of tall grass, that we couldn't see eachother in if we ducked down enough.
He was chasing me, and I was sprinting as hard as I could. We were having a blast, and it was all in good fun. Then, out of nowhere, I bumped into the back of Hector. He had his sights right on me.
"You're gonna pay for that, kid. Now it's revenge time!" he yelled in a voice that seemed much more fierce and evil than before.
Right as he shot, Tybalt tackled him and knocked his aim off. Some of the needles skimmed the side of my face, and I felt the blood trickle down my cheek from the cuts.
This time, Hector got back up, and started aiming at Tybalt. He effortlessly fired wildly at him.
Tybalt dodged it for the most part, until he tripped on a rock that he couldn't see through the grass. He covered his eyes, awaiting his doom.
I saw his state of weakness, and noticed Hector turning to finish hm off. Waves of emotions ran through me. First the shaking, and instantly after, the electric shocks.
I felt the power well up inside me, and I knew I had to do something. I stood up, angry has hell.
"Hector!" I screamed as loud as I could. "Try a taste of THIS!!" He looked over his shoulder.
I could feel the energy building up inside myself, thunder clouds formed overhead, and it started raining hard. Electricity could be seen sparking off of me by at least 2 feet.
"What the hell?" Hector was shocked.
I jumped on his head, and an enormous red bolt of thunder came down and met with me, and transferred to him.
It all went right through me, and I felt nothing. He sure must've felt something though, I mean my own power alone starting hurting me, imagine what this must be like for him.
The strike had to have been at least 50 feet in diameter. The lightning stopped, but the rain stayed. I jumped off, and collapsed on the ground next to Tybalt.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
He was just staring, not blinking, absolutely freaked out by what he saw that was left of Hector.
He gulped, "Y-yea..I-i'm ok..But he isn't.."
I looked, and it scared me. Hector was blackened all the way down, and the grass around him was obliterated for quite some distance.
The look on his face was the same as when I jumped on him, it was like he was frozen. Tybalt was shaking, and he stood up.
The ground the was charred by the strike was still sparking red lightning. He carefully tiptoed towards the black body. He poked it, but nothing happened.
"Roy...he's dead. That hit petrified him. Like being flash-frozen or something."
The corpse tipped over, and shattered like glass. All through his insides were blackened as well.
"C'mon, Tybalt. Lets get away from here."
-
We both ran away as far as we could. There was a tree in the distance, and we headed for that.
Thunderstorms are pikachu's favourite weather, it calms us down, and we find the noise relaxing. When we made it to the tree, questions flew like mad.
"Roy, what the hell was that?" Tybalt was questioning.
"I...have no idea. I just kinda freaked out." I answered, almost blushing.
"Yea...clearly! Usually electricity does absolutely nothing to ground types like him. Why, and HOW did you do that?"
"I don't know, I felt powerful, like my electric energy was endless, and I was driven by emotions. And what do you mean why? He would've killed you! I wasn't going to just stand there and let it happen..." This time I could feel the bridge of my nose warm up.
"Ya I suppose..." He stared off into the distance.
We didn't talk for a bit, and just decided to enjoy the thunderstorm.
I was laying on my belly, facing out into the field. Tybalt was laying against the tree. We were well out of sight from where Hector's remain were, and we felt safe now.
The cut on my face had reopened, and it started the bleeding again.
Tybalt noticed instantly. "Roy! You're hurt!"
"Huh?" I felt some of the blood with my paw, and looked at it, "Oh this? It's nothing...not compared to what he would've done to you anyways...don't worry abuhh..."
He had jumped on my back and was laying on top of me, with his face next to mine. He started licking at my cut.
"Hey, whoa....what're you....doing?"
It was hard to talk, his lapping at my cheek made it hurt more, but it felt really good.
"I'm just saying thanks...." he said when he stopped.
"Huh? Why did you stop?" I went to go look at him. He sat up and rolled me over onto my back, then laid back down on top of me.
He continued his licking, and put a paw up, wiping away the rest of the blood.
"Ty...what...?"
He moved his mouth over, and pressed his lips against mine. I panicked a bit, flailing my legs a bit, but I calmed down, and closed my eyes.
This was so strange, why would he do this? Unless he's gay.
He slowly opened his mouth a little, and easily gained into mine. His tongue explored my own, and I loved every second of it.
I stopped wondering why this was happening. I didn't care anymore, I was too involved in the lust of the moment.
I put my arms around him and held him closer, pressing his face in a bit more.
He pushed his sheath up against mine, and I made a noise which sounded like a mix of a moan and a yelp. It was muted by his mouth, and we payed no mind.
He started rubbing them together, and I could feel we were both coming out. I was caught up in the bliss of it all. The thunderstorm, the licking, the kiss, the touching. It was incredible.
As soon as it started, though, it was over. Once we were fully erect, he broke the kiss, and stood up. I opened my eyes, and felt lost.
"Wait..Ty...Where are you going?" he didn't say anything, he just started walking away.
I got up and chased after him, but I wasn't getting anywhere. The beautiful tree, the field, the thunderstorm, it was all disappearing. Worst of all, so was he.
"No..not yet..."
-
This time it was the first time it had truly been a dream. I loved every minute of it, but sadly it had to end.
I woke up in the same position as I was when fell asleep. I still had my arms around Bolt, and luckily he was stil sleeping.
It was lucky for me he wasn't awake, because I still had my hard-on, which was kind of rubbing against him. I wonder if he had good dreams too.
I quietly got up, trying not to wake him. I left the room, and closed the door slowly, and silently.
I headed straight for the shower. As usual, I stared at myself in the mirror for a moment.
I wonder if he's actually gay. Maybe I'm gay. Why else would I have loved it so much?
I got in the shower, and thought about it some more. I can't see myself being gay though, I mean c'mon. Me, gay? It doesn't seem right.
It would explain alot though, like why I act differently around him more than anyone else, or why I get so giddy, and blush alot more. Oh wow...Maybe I am.
I had finally come to a proper conclusion, since I couldn't try getting a girl again I could I'd try my luck with Tybalt. Now that I thought about it, he was kinda cute.
I don't know if it was some kind of influence from my brother, but I never expected this to turn out like it did.
I wanted to go over there tonight, and try and reason with him. How would I go about saying this though? I mean, I can't just tell him right out like that. I have to find out if he is or not.
-
I never went over until about 10 o'clock. The whole time that I was there, I didn't bother saying anything yet. I figured I could try and trick him to admit he was gay, in case he was. Either that or try my luck asking him flat out, and telling him the truth about me. But I'd rather save that one for a last resort.
We hung around his house for a bit, just talking a joking around. Then, we went out into the yard to play like usual. It wasn't long after we started playing, maybe like 45 seconds, that I got an idea.
"Hey Ty? Wanna try sparring?" I asked as I stopped running.
He almost bumbed into me, because of my abrupt stop. "Huh? You mean like fight eachother?"
"Yea, it'll help us get stronger and such, and it might be fun. Only physical though, no electric stuff k?" I wanted make sure, in case that aspect of my dream came true, I don't want to kill him.
"Yea sure. Ok, but you better not cry when you lose." He stood his ground.
"Haha yea of course." I got down on all fours, and was ready for anything.
He came charging at me, and tried a straight on headbutt, but I dodged and tackled him back. He jumped back up and starting charging at me again.
I though I'd make it interesting and let him chase me for a bit. I took off away from him as fast as I could.
I didn't realise it, but after a while he had used agility to catch up with me. Once he was within reach he took me down with, well, take down. He ended up on top of me, and we slid for a few feet.
"I'm not done yet!" he said.
He pinned down my arms and legs and started nipping at my ear, toying with me, until he bit down hard and I screamed.
"You give up?" he said through his teeth.
"Not a chance!" I yelled back.
He bit even harder, and broke the skin.
"Chaaaa!" I yelled out.
"What about now?"
"Ok fine! You win!" he got off of me and released his grip on my ear. I felt it with my paw, there was some blood, but not much. He licked his lips and grinned.
"You wanna go again?" I wiped up what little blood was left, and stood up.
"Fine, but you'll lose again!"
This time, things started differently. He instantly came flying at me with that same mega punch he used on Hector.
I didn't even see it coming, and took the full blow right to side of the face. I was sent flying a good 6 feet, and I couldn't feel any part of my body.
"Oh shit, are you ok?" he asked as he ran over to my side.
His voice was garbled, I just groaned and I think lost consciousness.
-
I'm guessing it was a few hours later that I had woken up, it was dark outside, and I was lying in a bed. I opened my eyes slowly, and looked around the room a bit.
Every inch of my body hurt a bit, and I didn't want to move. I turned my head a bit, and saw Tybalt sitting at the bedside, just staring at me.
When he saw my eyes, he jumped up. "Roy! You're awake!" Then he yelled out the door, "Mom, he's ok!"
"Ugh....how long was I out?" I asked, weakly.
"I'd say about a good 7 hours, It's 5:30 now."
His mom came rushing in. "Oh my Roy, you gave us quite a scare, how are you feeling?"
"Really...really sore..." I strained to talk, it hurt a bit.
Tybalt started up again, "I'm surprised you woke up so quickly. The hospital called us and told us that Hector made a full recovery yesterday. But you were out for only a few hours."
"I'll go get you some hot chocolate, dear." his mom said, and left the room.
I struggled to sit up, and leant my back against the wall.
"Ty, have you been sitting here this whole time?" I asked.
He didn't respond, not for a bit at least. He was kind of staring off into space, I think he's ignoring me.
"Ty!" I tried getting his attention.
"Huh? Oh yea, I have been. Do you have a problem with that?" he was trying to act serious.
"You spent 7 hours at my side, waiting for me to wake up? Why?"
This was interesting. I may be able to get him to admit it yet.
"Well...that's what friends are for right?" he replied with a question. I could see he was starting to blush a little bit, as he kept looking away.
"I don't know, I mean you've saved my life once, and now you're wasting all of your time tending to me. I never thoughts friends were THAT great." Now is the best time to try and get him to say it. I thought.
"Ya well, that's what you get."
"For what?" I kept pestering on, this is fun.
"For not dodging my punch. Jeez kid, I thought you were better than that."
He was trying to hide something. He kept changing the subject, looking away, blushing.
It was quite funny, I was trying hard not to laugh, because it would probably hurt me.
"Uhhhh...huh. Are you sure there isn't something you're trying to tell me?"
"What? Where did you get that idea?" he said it instantly after I finished talking.
"I dunno, I picked it up from my mom. We call always tell when something's bothering someone, and right now, you're the hot suspect."
I almost giggled at what I'd said. 'Hot' suspect hehe.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, accusingly.
"It could either mean you're hot. Or you're hiding something." I thought I'd try my luck.
His blush was strong now. "HOT!? What the hell are you trying to pull, Roy? You're not gay."
"I'm guessing that means you aren't either then?"
This was great, I was totally embarrassing him. It was kinda cute seeing him blush like that.
"Ugh, I'm not having this conversation with you." he left the room.
Then his mother came in with the hot chocolate. She looked back at him running away. Then she down where Roy was. She placed the drink on the side table.
She started talking, "Wow, that's the first time he's left this room since he carried you all the way in here. It's strange, he insisted on not letting the rest of us come in for a bit, until he was sure you were ok. Apparently you slid across the ground pretty far, I find it funny that you have no scratches or dirt marks or anything. Anyways, there's your hot chocolate. Feel better."
She had a good point though. I remember hitting the ground hard, and sliding quite a bit too. Either all the stuff faded away, or he had cleaned me up himself.
I chuckled at the thought, and then sipped my hot chocolate. It was nearing close to winter, because the air was getting colder, and more humid. I was still sore, so I tried not to move too much. I laid back down, and relaxed while I could, seeing as how I won't be going anywhere for a while.
He started crying to himself before he actually fell asleep, so I came up behind him and put my arms around him in an attempt to comfort him. It seemed to work.
Slowly his crying came to a stop, and he fell asleep. I ended passing out in that position, unintentionally.
The dream I had tonight was not a nightmare, but I can't say if it was nessecarily a good one.
-
Tybalt and I were playing tag, as usual. But instead of his backyard, it seemed to be an endless field of tall grass, that we couldn't see eachother in if we ducked down enough.
He was chasing me, and I was sprinting as hard as I could. We were having a blast, and it was all in good fun. Then, out of nowhere, I bumped into the back of Hector. He had his sights right on me.
"You're gonna pay for that, kid. Now it's revenge time!" he yelled in a voice that seemed much more fierce and evil than before.
Right as he shot, Tybalt tackled him and knocked his aim off. Some of the needles skimmed the side of my face, and I felt the blood trickle down my cheek from the cuts.
This time, Hector got back up, and started aiming at Tybalt. He effortlessly fired wildly at him.
Tybalt dodged it for the most part, until he tripped on a rock that he couldn't see through the grass. He covered his eyes, awaiting his doom.
I saw his state of weakness, and noticed Hector turning to finish hm off. Waves of emotions ran through me. First the shaking, and instantly after, the electric shocks.
I felt the power well up inside me, and I knew I had to do something. I stood up, angry has hell.
"Hector!" I screamed as loud as I could. "Try a taste of THIS!!" He looked over his shoulder.
I could feel the energy building up inside myself, thunder clouds formed overhead, and it started raining hard. Electricity could be seen sparking off of me by at least 2 feet.
"What the hell?" Hector was shocked.
I jumped on his head, and an enormous red bolt of thunder came down and met with me, and transferred to him.
It all went right through me, and I felt nothing. He sure must've felt something though, I mean my own power alone starting hurting me, imagine what this must be like for him.
The strike had to have been at least 50 feet in diameter. The lightning stopped, but the rain stayed. I jumped off, and collapsed on the ground next to Tybalt.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
He was just staring, not blinking, absolutely freaked out by what he saw that was left of Hector.
He gulped, "Y-yea..I-i'm ok..But he isn't.."
I looked, and it scared me. Hector was blackened all the way down, and the grass around him was obliterated for quite some distance.
The look on his face was the same as when I jumped on him, it was like he was frozen. Tybalt was shaking, and he stood up.
The ground the was charred by the strike was still sparking red lightning. He carefully tiptoed towards the black body. He poked it, but nothing happened.
"Roy...he's dead. That hit petrified him. Like being flash-frozen or something."
The corpse tipped over, and shattered like glass. All through his insides were blackened as well.
"C'mon, Tybalt. Lets get away from here."
-
We both ran away as far as we could. There was a tree in the distance, and we headed for that.
Thunderstorms are pikachu's favourite weather, it calms us down, and we find the noise relaxing. When we made it to the tree, questions flew like mad.
"Roy, what the hell was that?" Tybalt was questioning.
"I...have no idea. I just kinda freaked out." I answered, almost blushing.
"Yea...clearly! Usually electricity does absolutely nothing to ground types like him. Why, and HOW did you do that?"
"I don't know, I felt powerful, like my electric energy was endless, and I was driven by emotions. And what do you mean why? He would've killed you! I wasn't going to just stand there and let it happen..." This time I could feel the bridge of my nose warm up.
"Ya I suppose..." He stared off into the distance.
We didn't talk for a bit, and just decided to enjoy the thunderstorm.
I was laying on my belly, facing out into the field. Tybalt was laying against the tree. We were well out of sight from where Hector's remain were, and we felt safe now.
The cut on my face had reopened, and it started the bleeding again.
Tybalt noticed instantly. "Roy! You're hurt!"
"Huh?" I felt some of the blood with my paw, and looked at it, "Oh this? It's nothing...not compared to what he would've done to you anyways...don't worry abuhh..."
He had jumped on my back and was laying on top of me, with his face next to mine. He started licking at my cut.
"Hey, whoa....what're you....doing?"
It was hard to talk, his lapping at my cheek made it hurt more, but it felt really good.
"I'm just saying thanks...." he said when he stopped.
"Huh? Why did you stop?" I went to go look at him. He sat up and rolled me over onto my back, then laid back down on top of me.
He continued his licking, and put a paw up, wiping away the rest of the blood.
"Ty...what...?"
He moved his mouth over, and pressed his lips against mine. I panicked a bit, flailing my legs a bit, but I calmed down, and closed my eyes.
This was so strange, why would he do this? Unless he's gay.
He slowly opened his mouth a little, and easily gained into mine. His tongue explored my own, and I loved every second of it.
I stopped wondering why this was happening. I didn't care anymore, I was too involved in the lust of the moment.
I put my arms around him and held him closer, pressing his face in a bit more.
He pushed his sheath up against mine, and I made a noise which sounded like a mix of a moan and a yelp. It was muted by his mouth, and we payed no mind.
He started rubbing them together, and I could feel we were both coming out. I was caught up in the bliss of it all. The thunderstorm, the licking, the kiss, the touching. It was incredible.
As soon as it started, though, it was over. Once we were fully erect, he broke the kiss, and stood up. I opened my eyes, and felt lost.
"Wait..Ty...Where are you going?" he didn't say anything, he just started walking away.
I got up and chased after him, but I wasn't getting anywhere. The beautiful tree, the field, the thunderstorm, it was all disappearing. Worst of all, so was he.
"No..not yet..."
-
This time it was the first time it had truly been a dream. I loved every minute of it, but sadly it had to end.
I woke up in the same position as I was when fell asleep. I still had my arms around Bolt, and luckily he was stil sleeping.
It was lucky for me he wasn't awake, because I still had my hard-on, which was kind of rubbing against him. I wonder if he had good dreams too.
I quietly got up, trying not to wake him. I left the room, and closed the door slowly, and silently.
I headed straight for the shower. As usual, I stared at myself in the mirror for a moment.
I wonder if he's actually gay. Maybe I'm gay. Why else would I have loved it so much?
I got in the shower, and thought about it some more. I can't see myself being gay though, I mean c'mon. Me, gay? It doesn't seem right.
It would explain alot though, like why I act differently around him more than anyone else, or why I get so giddy, and blush alot more. Oh wow...Maybe I am.
I had finally come to a proper conclusion, since I couldn't try getting a girl again I could I'd try my luck with Tybalt. Now that I thought about it, he was kinda cute.
I don't know if it was some kind of influence from my brother, but I never expected this to turn out like it did.
I wanted to go over there tonight, and try and reason with him. How would I go about saying this though? I mean, I can't just tell him right out like that. I have to find out if he is or not.
-
I never went over until about 10 o'clock. The whole time that I was there, I didn't bother saying anything yet. I figured I could try and trick him to admit he was gay, in case he was. Either that or try my luck asking him flat out, and telling him the truth about me. But I'd rather save that one for a last resort.
We hung around his house for a bit, just talking a joking around. Then, we went out into the yard to play like usual. It wasn't long after we started playing, maybe like 45 seconds, that I got an idea.
"Hey Ty? Wanna try sparring?" I asked as I stopped running.
He almost bumbed into me, because of my abrupt stop. "Huh? You mean like fight eachother?"
"Yea, it'll help us get stronger and such, and it might be fun. Only physical though, no electric stuff k?" I wanted make sure, in case that aspect of my dream came true, I don't want to kill him.
"Yea sure. Ok, but you better not cry when you lose." He stood his ground.
"Haha yea of course." I got down on all fours, and was ready for anything.
He came charging at me, and tried a straight on headbutt, but I dodged and tackled him back. He jumped back up and starting charging at me again.
I though I'd make it interesting and let him chase me for a bit. I took off away from him as fast as I could.
I didn't realise it, but after a while he had used agility to catch up with me. Once he was within reach he took me down with, well, take down. He ended up on top of me, and we slid for a few feet.
"I'm not done yet!" he said.
He pinned down my arms and legs and started nipping at my ear, toying with me, until he bit down hard and I screamed.
"You give up?" he said through his teeth.
"Not a chance!" I yelled back.
He bit even harder, and broke the skin.
"Chaaaa!" I yelled out.
"What about now?"
"Ok fine! You win!" he got off of me and released his grip on my ear. I felt it with my paw, there was some blood, but not much. He licked his lips and grinned.
"You wanna go again?" I wiped up what little blood was left, and stood up.
"Fine, but you'll lose again!"
This time, things started differently. He instantly came flying at me with that same mega punch he used on Hector.
I didn't even see it coming, and took the full blow right to side of the face. I was sent flying a good 6 feet, and I couldn't feel any part of my body.
"Oh shit, are you ok?" he asked as he ran over to my side.
His voice was garbled, I just groaned and I think lost consciousness.
-
I'm guessing it was a few hours later that I had woken up, it was dark outside, and I was lying in a bed. I opened my eyes slowly, and looked around the room a bit.
Every inch of my body hurt a bit, and I didn't want to move. I turned my head a bit, and saw Tybalt sitting at the bedside, just staring at me.
When he saw my eyes, he jumped up. "Roy! You're awake!" Then he yelled out the door, "Mom, he's ok!"
"Ugh....how long was I out?" I asked, weakly.
"I'd say about a good 7 hours, It's 5:30 now."
His mom came rushing in. "Oh my Roy, you gave us quite a scare, how are you feeling?"
"Really...really sore..." I strained to talk, it hurt a bit.
Tybalt started up again, "I'm surprised you woke up so quickly. The hospital called us and told us that Hector made a full recovery yesterday. But you were out for only a few hours."
"I'll go get you some hot chocolate, dear." his mom said, and left the room.
I struggled to sit up, and leant my back against the wall.
"Ty, have you been sitting here this whole time?" I asked.
He didn't respond, not for a bit at least. He was kind of staring off into space, I think he's ignoring me.
"Ty!" I tried getting his attention.
"Huh? Oh yea, I have been. Do you have a problem with that?" he was trying to act serious.
"You spent 7 hours at my side, waiting for me to wake up? Why?"
This was interesting. I may be able to get him to admit it yet.
"Well...that's what friends are for right?" he replied with a question. I could see he was starting to blush a little bit, as he kept looking away.
"I don't know, I mean you've saved my life once, and now you're wasting all of your time tending to me. I never thoughts friends were THAT great." Now is the best time to try and get him to say it. I thought.
"Ya well, that's what you get."
"For what?" I kept pestering on, this is fun.
"For not dodging my punch. Jeez kid, I thought you were better than that."
He was trying to hide something. He kept changing the subject, looking away, blushing.
It was quite funny, I was trying hard not to laugh, because it would probably hurt me.
"Uhhhh...huh. Are you sure there isn't something you're trying to tell me?"
"What? Where did you get that idea?" he said it instantly after I finished talking.
"I dunno, I picked it up from my mom. We call always tell when something's bothering someone, and right now, you're the hot suspect."
I almost giggled at what I'd said. 'Hot' suspect hehe.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, accusingly.
"It could either mean you're hot. Or you're hiding something." I thought I'd try my luck.
His blush was strong now. "HOT!? What the hell are you trying to pull, Roy? You're not gay."
"I'm guessing that means you aren't either then?"
This was great, I was totally embarrassing him. It was kinda cute seeing him blush like that.
"Ugh, I'm not having this conversation with you." he left the room.
Then his mother came in with the hot chocolate. She looked back at him running away. Then she down where Roy was. She placed the drink on the side table.
She started talking, "Wow, that's the first time he's left this room since he carried you all the way in here. It's strange, he insisted on not letting the rest of us come in for a bit, until he was sure you were ok. Apparently you slid across the ground pretty far, I find it funny that you have no scratches or dirt marks or anything. Anyways, there's your hot chocolate. Feel better."
She had a good point though. I remember hitting the ground hard, and sliding quite a bit too. Either all the stuff faded away, or he had cleaned me up himself.
I chuckled at the thought, and then sipped my hot chocolate. It was nearing close to winter, because the air was getting colder, and more humid. I was still sore, so I tried not to move too much. I laid back down, and relaxed while I could, seeing as how I won't be going anywhere for a while.