Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Between Two Worlds ❯ Redemption ( Chapter 10 )

Mystic Mewtwo
Redemption
Part Ten

Disclaimer: Don't own Pokemon.

Ok, guys. This twisted up movie concludes with another twist, and we say good-bye to our heroes.
After their departure, several surprises are revealed, and with them come our new additions to the story. Though, they will not be properly introduced until part eleven, their arrival will be most anticipated.

This part contains sexual activity, and minor gun violence.

After we stopped kissing, Mewtwo got to his feet, picking me up in his arms.

She's alive, he stated, proudly, to the others.

A cheer went up, then, rippling across the stadium.
I giggled, and started blushing.

Stop that, I teased him, gently, You know I am already, and that's all that matters.

He smiled, nudging my cheek lovingly.

I'm just so happy that you are, he told me, softly.

So am I, I answered, quietly.

I nestled my head in his fur.
With my finger, I began tracing his chest plate suggestively.

Don't even start, he warned, grinning.

Why not, love? I asked, also grinning.

You know perfectly well why not, he replied, nudging my cheek.

You're no fun, I teased.

I'll show how fun I am, tonight, he growled, playfully, nuzzling my breasts.

I started giggling.

All right, I believe you, I said, between giggles.

He stopped, giving me a lop-sided grin.
I sighed with content, closing my eyes.

I can see why she loves you so much, I heard a voice say, suddenly.

I quickly opened my eyes, seeing Mew. She was floating near us, watching intently. I pressed closer against Mewtwo, in fear she was after me again.
He held me protectively, keeping a close eye on Mew.

Please don't take me away, I begged her, Not after he nearly lost me.

I don't intend on taking you away from him, she replied.

I stared at her in astonishment.
Did she really say what I thought she did?

I have seen I cannot separate you, she continued, Your hearts are connected to one another's. If I were to separate you, I would kill the both of you. One cannot live without the other, as it was proven not long ago.

It is still not right for the two of you to be in love, she added, But I will set aside such differences, and instead, give you my blessings.

Thank you, Mewtwo replied, It is much appreciated. However, there are very little differences between us.

What do you mean? Mew asked, curiously.

I mean that we are one and the same, he answered, Ki is half Mew.

Huh?! she said, flabbergasted.

You did not know? he asked, confused.

No, she replied, I didn't know she was. Here I've been raising her since she was a tiny baby.

I did not know until she had a blood test taken, he told her, I had suspicions, that she might have been, but no actual proof. That's why I asked you if you could sense it. The Psychic signature is very strong.

I really never paid much attention, she admitted, sheepishly.

I wish I could make up to you for all the trouble I've caused, she added.

"Did someone say "Trouble"?" we heard Jessie's voice ask, suddenly.

"I'd suggest you make it Double," James' voice intervened.

We saw them standing just inside the stadium, striking up their familiar poses.
Mewtwo looked out of the corner of his eye at Mew.

You could get rid of them, for starters, he suggested.

My pleasure, she answered, smiling.

She began glowing pink, releasing a Psychic Blast shortly after. It sped towards Team Rocket, exploding on the floor near their feet.
The impact sent the three members flying, out of the stadium.

"Team Rocket's blasting off again!" they yelled, crashing somewhere in the ocean.

Mewtwo shook his head in pity.

I've never met a more pathetic bunch, he remarked.

The stadium began erupting with laughter, as everyone seemed to be agreeing with him.
He, too, gave a small chuckle.

Now that they've been taken care of, let's go inside, he told them.

They all began walking inside the palace. He followed them, still carrying me in his arms.
Mew was flying close to us, and he turned his head towards her.

Why exactly was Team Rocket here? he asked, And why did they call you out, as if they owned you?

They were here because they were intending on crashing your little gathering, she replied, I followed them inside the palace, and intercepted them. You know, you're not the only one who can control minds.

Mewtwo gave her an irritating look.

I also discovered your little basement lab, she added, You've been a busy boy, haven't you?

Save it, Mew, he growled, irritably, It was stupid, and ill thought out, and I never should've done it. Now I have a problem, about what to do with them.

I could take them, she offered, They would be given to only the most worthy of trainers.

You would? he asked, in surprise.

Of course, she replied, Just call it another favor in making amends.

Thank you, Mewtwo told her, I'll wake them, and put them into my balls for you.

Easier to carry them that way, he added, chuckling.

Mew smiled at his joke.

Yes, it is, she agreed.

We, then, entered into the palace.
The stadium disappearing, as the wall closed in behind us.

We'll have to think of what to do with the stadium, in the future, Mewtwo mused, to me.

We'll think of something, don't worry, I assured him.

If I don't, you certainly will, he replied, smiling, You always manage to.

You have some pretty good ideas yourself, I said.

He grinned, nuzzling my cheek lovingly.

"Are you all right, Ki?" I heard Ash's voice suddenly ask me.

Mewtwo turned to his side, finding him standing next to us.

Yes, I answered.

"That's good," he replied, shuffling his foot.

He stared down at it, appearing to be uncomfortable.
He, then, looked back up at me again.

"Look," he began, hesitantly, "I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I was wrong in saying you were under Mewtwo's control, and I'm sorry for calling you a whore."

I forgive you, I told him, quietly.

"Huh?" Ash replied, confused, "You do?"

Of course, I answered, You didn't think I would?

"Not after all the things I've said to you, no," he mumbled.

Listen to me, Ash, and listen good, I began, If you are unable to forgive, then you are no better than the person who caused you harm.

I forgive you, just as I forgive Mew, I continued, I cannot hold grudges against the two of you, because I would end up the same way. If you can't forgive others, you can't forgive yourself.

"I guess you're right," Ash answered, smiling.

I smiled back, and then, watching him as he left us.
Joining the other trainers, who began talking to him.

You are truly astonishing, my love, I heard Mewtwo tell me, suddenly.

I gazed up at him, to see him smiling at me.

Thank you, I said, softly, smiling back.

I raised her pretty well, didn't I? Mew bragged, to him.

Mew, stop it, I replied, giving an embarrassed giggle.

Mewtwo gave a light chuckle, nudging my cheek gently.
He walked to the banquet table afterwards, sitting down in one of the chairs. Positioning me in his lap. I leaned against his chest, my head nestling in his fur.
He gently began stroking my hair, closing my eyes in content.
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What do we do about the trainers? Mew suddenly asked Mewtwo, curiously.

He looked in their direction, frowning in thought.

I suppose they could return to the mainland, he answered, finally, But they might accidentally leak out information to our whereabouts. Kids are like that.

If anybody were to know where we are, he continued, It would prove to be disasterful. Especially since I know that Giovanni still lives. He's determined to get his hands on Ki. He wants her killed.

He gazed down at her, feeling tears in his eyes.
He gave her forehead a gentle kiss. Noticing, then, she had fallen asleep.
Her breathing coming in warm, soft, breaths against his skin. Her angelic face glowing with peaceful happiness.
He felt a tear running down his cheek, as he wondered how anyone could kill someone as precious as her.

I don't want that to happen, he added, softly, to Mew.

Is it possible to erase their memories of this place? she asked.

It is, he replied, looking back up at her, But I would have to inform them of that decision. I just can't do it spontaneously.

Why don't you call them over here, and see if they agree to the terms, she suggested.

Agreed, he answered.

If I could have your attention, please, he called out, speaking to the trainers.

They all stopped talking at once, glancing over in his direction.

Thank you, he said, Now, if you would be kind enough as to come over here, and take a seat, please? There is something I must discuss with you.

They all ambled over to the table, sitting down in the remaining chairs.
Their gazes were fixed on Mewtwo, waiting for him to begin speaking.

You know, as well as I do, he began, That you will soon be leaving this place to continue on your journeys. This is where a problem arises.

"What kind of problem?" Misty asked, curiously.

You know too much of this place, and where it is located, he replied, That puts Ki, and myself, in danger. If Team Rocket were to know of where we were, their leader, Giovanni, would try to come after us. He wants Ki dead, for what he thinks she did to me.

"You mean the fact you, and her are a couple," Ash commented.

Exactly, Mewtwo replied, That's why I said there is a problem with you returning back to the mainland.

"We wouldn't tell anyone, honest," Fergus told him.

I know you wouldn't; deliberately, Mewtwo answered, But I mustn't take that chance. What I'm asking of you is would you agree to having your memories erased? Just for safety precautions. Otherwise, I wouldn't do it.

They remained silent for a while, thinking through the request carefully.
It would mean they would lose their newfound friends, but if it was for Ki's safety, then it was important.

"I'll do it," Ash finally spoke up.

"Me too," Misty replied.

"Same here," Brock answered.

The other three agreed as well.
Mewtwo smiled.

Thank you, he said, softly.

Your Pokemon are also included in on the deal, he told them, They, too, will forget this place.

"Will we ever see you again?" Misty asked.

Maybe, perhaps, but when the time is right, he answered.

She nodded her head understandingly.
He smiled, then motioned to Nurse Joy. She walked over to him, stopping near his chair.

You will be joining them, as well, he told her, I've kept you from your duties far too long.

"True," she replied, "But I've been meaning to take a vacation anyway."

Mewtwo began chuckling.

Yes, but not in this way, he said, smiling.

You will all be transported back to the wharf, he informed them, Neither you or your Pokemon will remember the events that occurred during your stay.

And please, no mushy good-byes, he added, grinning.

They all began laughing.

"How about we just say "So long," then," Ash said.

That's fine, Mewtwo replied, smiling.

Are you ready? he asked them.

"Yes," was the reply.

He nodded his head in approval, his eyes beginning to glow blue.
Suddenly, a bright, white, light began engulfing the room. It surrounded the trainers, beginning to lift them up in the air.
They all gave surprised gasps, as the light began swallowing them up. In a bright flash, they suddenly vanished, the room becoming empty.
There was no evidence now that anyone had ever occupied it, except for the people who lived there.
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Seeing a flash of light, I awoke with a start. I had unknowingly dozed off to sleep, being as tired as I was.
I found the room was totally empty, aside from Mew. Earlier, it had been teeming with trainers, and their Pokemon, but they had all mysteriously disappeared.
It was very quiet now, with the only sound being the fountain's waterfall.

Where is everyone? I asked Mewtwo, curiously.

I transported them back to the mainland, he replied, And have erased their memories along with it, for our protection.

Oh, I said, simply, feeling too tired to pursue the subject.

I closed my eyes again, giving a soft sigh.

I did not mean for it to wake you, he whispered to me, quietly, I'm sorry.

It's all right, I murmured, beginning to doze off.

I could feel myself, then, being gently lifted off his lap, and into his arms.
An instant later, I felt my dress being removed from my body, feeling bedsheets shortly after. The covers were brought up around my chin, keeping me warm.
A lock of hair was gently brushed away from my face. I, then, felt a soft kiss on my forehead.
Smiling, I fell into a deeper sleep.
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The poor girl was exhausted, Mew remarked, quietly, to Mewtwo, Not that I blame her. It's five o'clock in the morning.

He didn't answer her.
He was leaning against the door frame of the bedroom, watching Ki as she slept. His eyes holding a dreamy, far away, look.
The only movement, to indicate he was still among the living, was the steady twitching of his tail.

Uh, Mewtwo? Mew asked, Hello, did you hear me?

He gave no indication as to whether he had heard her or not.
He just kept his eyes glued on Ki, a smile beginning to spread across his face.

Man, you are gone, she commented, shaking her head.

Huh? Mewtwo started, beginning to snap out of it.

You've been standing there for over ten minutes, Mew began, annoyed, Not listening to a word I've been saying. Instead, you were looking like you've reached the rings of Saturn, you were so spaced out.

His face began flushing a deep crimson, embarrassed by the fact that she had caught him daydreaming. He did that a lot lately, sometimes unknowingly.
A few times, Ki, herself, caught him staring at her. Appearing to be very spaced out indeed.
She always asked what was wrong, but never answered the question. Now, this time, Mew had caught him, and he was going to have a tougher time in avoiding her.

Ok, spit it out, what's wrong? Mew confronted him, after sensing his distress.

Nothing, he mumbled, turning his head away from her.

He didn't want to talk to her about his daydreams. They would seem silly to her.

No, it isn't either, Mew answered, Tell me, Mewtwo. Tell me what's bothering you.

I want a family, he finally muttered, after a long silence.

You want, what? she asked, confused, I didn't hear you, say it again.

I want a family! he answered, louder, now a bit angry, Does that answer your question? Now leave me alone.

He stalked off down to the main hall, teleporting outside to the balcony. He walked over to the railing, and leaned against it, staring out over the ocean.
The storm he had created was now gone. Having stopped it soon after he teleported the trainers.

A light breeze started up, slightly ruffling his fur.
A soft, golden haze was beginning to appear in the east, indicating sunrise was not far off.

Mewtwo? he heard a soft voice ask, suddenly.

He turned his head away from the ocean, finding Mew floating beside him.

What do you want now? he grumbled.

I want you to tell me what's making you so angry about wanting a family, she said, simply.

Mewtwo gave a heavy sigh, adverting his eyes from her gaze.

Nothing you'd understand, he replied, quietly.

Try me, she answered.

He gave her a wry smile.

You sound like an advertisement for a new food product, he stated.

Rather than being amused, Mew gave an exasperated sigh.

There you go changing the subject, she replied, I asked you about family, not food advertisements.

He scowled at her, his good humor now vanishing.

I already told you, he growled, angrily, It's nothing you'd understand.

He snapped his head away from her, looking back across the ocean.
A lone tear escaped his eye, beginning to make its way down his cheek. It fell, landing on the railing beneath him.

Please, Mewtwo, please tell me what's wrong, Mew pleaded him, softly.

For a minute, he just kept staring across the ocean, not saying a word.
Finally, he turned away from the railing, giving his full attention to her.

Do you really want to know? he inquired her, quietly.

Yes, she replied, I do.

He sighed deeply.

I am angry because I'm afraid, he began.

Afraid of what? Mew asked, curiously.

Afraid that if I should have a family, Giovanni may come after us again, he continued, He wants her killed, and if she is heavy with child, if and when he comes, I lose both her and the baby.

He adverted his gaze from Mew, hiding his tears. He felt her hand touch his shoulder, and he flinched.
He didn't want her touching him. He didn't want her showing any remorse to him, either. He was supposed to be the strong one, and here he was blubbering like a baby.

It's okay, there's no shame in crying, Mew soothed him.

It's a sign of weakness, he replied, roughly.

No, it isn't, she argued, It shows you have a heart, and that you care deeply, about what happens to Ki.

He became silent, feeling the tears streaming down his cheeks. If he were to cry, then he'd do it silently. No way was he going to break down like he did in the stadium, when he thought Ki was lost to him forever.
Of course, that quickly changed, when he unknowingly let out a choked sob.

Why? Why must he be deprived of happiness?
He already overcame one obstacle, but how many more would he have to overcome, before his happiness was complete?

I wish I could tell you what to do, Mew remarked to him, quietly, after reading his thoughts, But you have to decide yourself what to do. I can't make the decision for you.

She paused a moment.

All I can tell you is if you really want a family, she continued, By all means, go ahead. You're safe here. No one knows where you are.

She began to smile.

Just be prepared for more than one, she added.

Mewtwo stared at her flabbergasted, his tears drying immediately.

What the hell do you mean? he asked.

I mean that Mews give birth in litters, she answered, grinning, It's possible that you could have up to four.

Four?! he exclaimed, My god!

Mew began chuckling.

Well, you wanted a family, she replied, It's just going to be a bit bigger than you originally wanted.

But four? he answered, shaking his head in disbelief, I don't know.

I said you could have up to four, she told him, There's no guarantee you will have four. Two, maybe three, at the most. I'm just saying to be prepared, 'cause it does happen.

Would she be able to carry them all? Mewtwo asked, curiously.

The chances are a little lower, than for one or two, she answered, But yes, to full term even.

It won't put her in danger, will it? he asked.

No, I think she'll be fine, she replied, The babies, too.

He gave a deep sigh, as if in relief. He turned away from Mew, then, gazing towards the east.
The sun was just beginning to rise, its light softly illuminating the balcony.

I should be going now, she said to him, quietly, I don't want to worry Sabrina, for staying away so long.

Mewtwo turned to face her.

Is this Sabrina your trainer? he asked.

No, she answered, She's my friend, and is like a big sister to Ki.

Oh, he said, Then, why would she be worried? Since you own yourself.

I live with her, that's why, Mew replied, I have lived at Sabrina's Gym for as long as I can remember.

I discovered Ki when she was abandoned, eighteen years ago, outside it, she continued, I raised her as my own, even giving her her name. I also discovered she had Psychic Powers, after she mentally began crying when she was a baby.

I didn't know she was half Mew, she added, Until you told me.

Mewtwo was silent for a minute, appearing to be thinking.

I cannot imagine why anyone would want to abandon her, he finally answered, Who could be so heartless?

I often wonder that myself, Mew replied, But I don't know the answer.

You wanted to bring her home with you, Mewtwo told her, quietly, What will you tell Sabrina, when you do not return with her?

Only that she is a big girl now, Mew answered, And it's time she started living on her own. Though, not entirely alone. She has you, and pretty soon a family, as well.

Mewtwo smiled.

At least you aren't going to lie to her, he remarked.

No, and I wouldn't either, Mew replied.

If you're leaving, he began, I'd better see about those Pokemon, and put them into their balls.

Already done, Mew answered, proudly, producing three black Pokeballs out of thin air.

What? he asked, astonished.

Why you sneaky little..... he started, but then stopped.

He began laughing, then, realizing what she was up to.

I think I see what you were planning by doing this, he said.

You bet, she replied, grinning, Now go up there, and start on your family. The sooner, the better. Let her sleep for a while first, though, and then start.

I'm not daft, he retorted, Of course I'll let her sleep.

And by the sound of it, she added, You need sleep yourself.

He knew she was right.
He was feeling pretty tired, being awake all night.

Ok, fine, he answered, I'll go to bed, too. Anything to get you going.

Hmph, I know when I'm not welcome, she said, with fake sarcasm, smiling.

Just go already, he told her, also smiling.

Will do, she replied, beginning to fly away from the palace.

Good luck! she called back, laughing.

Oh, god, Mewtwo said to himself, embarrassed.

He watched her disappear into the clouds, then teleported back inside. He went straight to bedroom, appearing just inside it.
For a minute, he hung back, just watching her sleep. She was so beautiful when she was sleeping.
Her face always had a peaceful, tranquil, expression on it. She also seemed more angelic, if it was possible to be even more angelic than she already was.
If they were to have children, she would more than likely produce beautiful offspring.

Without a sound, he began walking across the room to the bed. Climbing in next to her, he wrapped his arm around her waist, and gently pulled her closer to him.
He let her lie on his front, her head settling softly on his chest. She gave a quiet sigh of content in her sleep.
Laying his head gingerly on hers, he soon fell asleep.
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The next thing I knew, I was being awakened by a gentle kiss on my lips. I opened my eyes, blinking them sleepily.
I saw Mewtwo was in bed with me, smiling warmly at me.

Good morning, my love, he said, softly, Or should I say, "Good afternoon."

Good afternoon?! My god, what time was it?!

About two o'clock, he answered, reading my thoughts.

I'm sorry, I apologized, I didn't mean to sleep so late.

I've been asleep, too, since we both stayed up all night, he replied, It would be natural to sleep until this late, so don't be sorry.

He began kissing me softly on the lips. I felt his tongue begin slipping into my mouth, gently caressing my tongue. I gave a soft moan of pleasure.
His body began gingerly pressing against mine. A second later, I felt the needle prick, between my legs.
Soon after, I was moaning quietly with immense ecstasy.

This was unlike our previous sexual intercourses, it was beyond description.
I could feel my hormones starting to rush through me as I felt him going deeper, leaving me absolutely breathless.

Don't stop, I told him, between moans, Don't ever stop.

I don't plan to, he replied, grinning, ramming in harder.

Oh dear god! I moaned, Ohh!

He slowly began rocking his body, my hips swaying in sync with his.

Oh, god! I said, panting, Oh!

He began to ease up a bit.

No, please, don't stop, I begged him, still panting, Keep going.

He grinned, and all too willingly began again.

Ohh, ahh!

We went on for hours, until we finally exhausted ourselves.
I was as sore as hell afterwards, but I didn't care. I would gladly go for another round, and I was certain he would as well.
We were now lying against one another. My head resting softly on his chest, hearing his heart beat.
He had his arm over my hip, and was lovingly caressing my private with his hand.

I love you, baby, he whispered to me, softly.

I love you, I murmured, quietly.

He gave me a soft kiss on my lips. Gently breaking off, shortly after.
I nestled deeper in his fur, closing my eyes. Being as tired as I was, I soon found myself drifting off to sleep.
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It was one week later, after our little episode, that I noticed that something was wrong. I was using the facilities, when I discovered the problem.
It was supposed to be that time of month, starting that day. Yet, there was nothing to suggest that it was.
I had been late before by one day, so I didn't think nothing more of it. However, when the whole week went by without evidence, I started to worry.
I'd never been a week late before.

That, though, was just the beginning. Other problems began appearing, being stretched out over time.
The following week after my skipped period, I woke up one morning feeling extremely nauseous.

It was very early, the sun having not yet risen.
Mewtwo was still asleep, and I quietly sat up in bed, trying not to disturb him. I carefully peeled back the bedcovers, and got up, slipping on a robe.
I put a hand on my stomach, feeling the nausea starting to overwhelm me. Quickly teleporting, I reappeared in the facilities a few seconds later.
Where I began depositing last night's dinner.

This happened every morning over the next few days. Waking up having to rush to the facilities immediately.
Fortunately, it occurred while he was still sleeping, so I didn't have to worry about him being suspicious.

In the afternoon, I was fine, that is until food was mentioned. I would feel the nausea returning, but I didn't throw up. To keep it from happening, I avoided eating whenever I could.
Today, though, I couldn't.

He had gone out of his way to bring home a delicious lunch, and I didn't want to make him feel bad by not eating.
We were now sitting at the banquet table, eating it. Or in my case, trying to appear as if I were.
I was picking at my share, wanting to be away from it. Not only because of the smell of it was making me nauseous, but looking at it was almost downright unbearable.

You're not eating, my love, he said to me, suddenly, sounding concerned, Is something wrong?

This was the confrontment I had been dreading, and now I was faced with it.

No, everything's fine, I answered, quickly, taking a bite of my food.

I chewed it, forcing myself to swallow it afterwards. The second it hit my stomach, I felt it coming back up again.
Having no time to teleport to the facilities, I quickly turned away from the table. Throwing up on the floor.
I heard a clatter of dishes, then, his chair scraping across the floor. He was by my side in under a second flat.

My god! he exclaimed, lifting me up into his arms, You're sick! Why didn't you tell me?!

I...... I started, but he shook his head.

Shh, don't talk, he told me, softly, I'm taking you straight to bed.

Too weak to protest, I let him take me to the bedroom. There, he set me on the bed, and began undressing me.
He laid my clothes in a chair, finding my nightgown shortly after. Carefully slipping it over my head, gently pulling my arms through the long sleeves.
When he finished, I laid down on the bed, my head nestling in the pillows.

He brought the covers up around my chin. Gently brushing a lock of my hair back in place with his hand.
Sighing wearily, I closed my eyes, and began drifting off to sleep.
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What was he to do? He never imagined her getting sick like this. He felt panic starting to rise up in his throat, having to force it down.
Ok, first of all, what he could do was remain calm. He couldn't panic, least something else should occur.
Second of all, don't panic. Third of all.... Did he mention not panicking?

Oh, god! What good was it doing to tell himself he wasn't going to, when he was? He wasn't expecting anything like this, and he was clueless as to what to do.
He glanced back over at her. She was sleeping now, and she seemed contented. Showing no evidence of the incident downstairs.
Maybe he was just overreacting, maybe there was nothing wrong at all. Then again, for nothing, it seemed an awful lot.

Lately, she had been withdrawn, and was always tired. When they went to bed at night, she would fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Her appetite had decreased dramatically, and it was already small before. She barely ate, and would just pick at the food, like she did earlier.
He didn't question her until today, and now he wished he hadn't. He had, in a way, forced her to eat.
He felt guilty for making her, because it then resulted in making her sick.

He was beyond worried about her. He didn't know how to help her, if she needed it. Because he wasn't exactly sure what was wrong with her.
Suddenly, he thought of a way he might be able to find out.

Maybe if he contacted Mew, she'd know what to do. After all, she raised Ki, from infancy on. She probably knew what it was that was making her sick.
Within a few moments, he had a worried Mew floating beside him.

What did you say was wrong with her? she asked Mewtwo, glancing at Ki's sleeping form.

She hasn't been eating lately, he answered, And she regurgitated a little while ago.

He, then, lowered his eyes to the floor in guilt.

After I made her eat, he added, quietly.

It's all right, Mew comforted him, You didn't know she was sick.

She paused a moment, thinking.

She probably has a virus, she mused, It'll pass soon enough, and she'll be fine.

Mewtwo breathed a sigh of relief, looking back up at her.

Thank you, he told her, I am grateful to you for coming out so far.

It's ok, Mew replied, I have been meaning to check up on you anyway.

So, did you do it? she asked, with a sly grin.

Mew......, he warned.

She began chuckling.

Ok, I understand, she answered, smiling, None of my business. Sorry for prying.

He gave her a smirk.

You get a kick out of tormenting me, don't you? he asked her.

I try my best to, she replied, grinning.

He started shaking his head, smiling.

Go home, he told her, simply.

Adieu to you, too, she said, teleporting.

Mewtwo sighed.
If she wasn't so helpful to him he'd kill her. She was god-awful annoying.

He looked towards the bed, seeing Ki was still sleeping peacefully. That was the best thing for her.
He watched her a minute, his eyes expressing worry. He hoped she would be well soon. Giving her one final glance, he teleported, going downstairs to clean up.
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I woke up a little while later, feeling somewhat better. Getting out of bed, I took off my gown, putting my clothes back on.
I, then, decided to look for Mewtwo. I probably scared him half to death, becoming sick like that.
Teleporting, I disappeared from the bedroom. Reappearing, seconds later, in the main hall.
He wasn't there.

Instead of continuing my search, I decided to wait for him. Eventually, he would come, and I didn't want to miss him by going off somewhere else.
I wandered over to the fountain, sitting down on the edge of its base. I stared into the pool, gazing at my reflection.
I even looked sick.

My face was pale, and had even gotten thinner. My eyes holding a tired expression. What was wrong with me? What was causing me to be this sick?
I wish I knew the answers. I just couldn't, for the life of me, figure out what was wrong.

I gave a deep sigh, placing my hand in the pool. Destroying the reflection with water ripples.
For a while, I just sat there, staring into space. Absent-mindingly playing with my hand in the water, slowly swishing it around.
Suddenly, I gave a soft sigh of content, feeling a smile playing on my lips. Staring dreamily at nothing, as if I were daydreaming.

The room began fading, then, a new room taking its place. It was decorated to resemble a baby's nursery, several cribs being positioned around the room.
I saw a shadowed figure sitting in a rocking chair, holding a blanketed bundle. I peered closer into the blanket, a small head peeking out at me.
It gave a soft coo, slightly wriggling its body in the blanket.

The vision disappeared shortly after, and I was now staring at the wall across the main hall. I was dumbfounded, wondering if I had gone insane as the result of my current condition.
What in god's name brought that on?!

Are you all right, my love? I suddenly heard a voice ask, softly.

I turned my head away from the wall, looking beside me.
Mewtwo was sitting on the fountain next to me. His deep amethyst eyes gazing worriedly into mine.

Yes, my love, I assured him, quietly, I am.

I leaned my body towards him, resting my head against his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist, gently pulling me closer to him.
I nestled my head in his fur, giving a soft sigh of content.

That's good, my angel, he told me, You seem much happier now.

I am, I murmured, softly, Now that you are here.

He smiled, giving me a delicate kiss on my lips. He, then, gently broke off, and began nuzzling my cheek lovingly. I smiled, snuggling up closer against him.
I was glad he hadn't asked me why I was sick, because I didn't know myself.

Fortunately, my mysterious illness ended that night. Waking up the next morning without having to go to the facilities.
In the following week, my appetite returned, being as small as ever. However, I was glad I was eating again, and Mewtwo was happy as well.
Things began improving from there.

I was no longer feeling so tired, and the color even came back in my cheeks. Plus, my face lost its sickly appearance, filling back out to its full shape.
For a while, everything seemed normal again.

The only questionable change was that we weren't having sex like we used to, which we found rather unusual. The impulse just seemed not to be striking us as much as before. We didn't let it bother us, though, continuing to show our affection through other methods.

Two weeks passed, and it was now the first day of January, New Year's.
On this morning, Mewtwo was downstairs, preparing us a special breakfast.

Climbing out of bed, I started getting dressed.
I began pulling on a pair of jeans, fastening them around my middle. Finding them extremely too tight there, I quickly unfastened them. Refastening them at my hips.

I found it rather bizarre that I had so much trouble fastening them at my stomach. They had never been that tight before around my middle.
My worst fear came true, when I glanced down at my stomach. Finding a small, well rounded, bulge was forming on top.

Oh, god! I was putting on weight!
How?! I had been sick for an entire week, consuming absolutely nothing. Plus, even though my appetite had returned two weeks ago, I still wasn't eating very much.
I just hoped that my sweater would cover it, until I could lose the extra weight. I'd just skip breakfast today, to start off with.

I slipped on the pale lavender sweater, pulling it down over my stomach. Creating yet another problem.
The sweater was clearly defining the bulge, protruding it.

This was terrible. How could I possibly wear any clothes, without showing my stomach?
Without thinking, I laid a hand on it. Instead of feeling the softness of such as any extra weight, I felt a hard firmness.
I quickly snatched my hand away from my stomach, as if it had burned me, and just stared in bewilderment.

What the hell?!
I quickly began shaking my head, as if trying to make sense of it all. This was crazy. Was I imagining all this? Was it some kind of dream? Was I even awake? What the hell was wrong with me?
For no reason at all, I started crying.

I sat down on the bed, and lying down, began curling myself up. Burying my face in the pillow, I started sobbing.
I felt so lost, so afraid. I couldn't understand what was happening, and for some reason, I was afraid of losing Mewtwo over this.
Afraid he may not love me anymore, because I was no longer beautiful.

You know that's just plain silly, I scolded myself, He loves you for you, not your beauty.

I realized it was true. He did love me for just being myself, not because I was beautiful.
Suddenly, I began laughing, realizing how foolish I've been. There was nothing to worry about.
He wouldn't care if I put on weight. After all, he was always worrying about me being so thin.

Sitting up, I wiped away the last of my tears, and stood up on my feet.
Putting on my shoes, I, then, teleported to the main hall. I found the banquet table was being set for breakfast, by Mew.
She looked up when she saw me appear, and smiled.

Good morning, Ki, she greeted me, cheerfully, Did you sleep well?

Yes, I replied, slowly, But what are you doing here?

You, and Mewtwo both, she answered, a bit haughtily, Can't I pop in for breakfast when I want?

I giggled.

Of course you can, I said, smiling.

Thank you, she replied, grinning.

I, then, felt strong arms gently begin encircling my waist.
I looked up, and smiled, seeing Mewtwo.

Good morning, baby, he told me, softly.

Good morning yourself, my love, I said, quietly, kissing him.

We kissed a few minutes, then gently broke off.
I rested my head on his chest, nestling it in his fur. He began softly stroking my hair.

Quick, where's a camera? Mew asked us, suddenly, You guys are just too cute.

Mewtwo shot her an irritating look, and I started giggling.

How about you finish setting the table? he growled at her.

Sheesh, no need to be a grouch, she answered.

He gave her another look, taking a menacing step towards her.

Ok, I'm going, she said, quickly, backing off.

She flew over to table, and began working again.
I gave a small chuckle. Mewtwo nudged my cheek, smiling.

She's a pain in the ass, he remarked.

I know, I replied, grinning, But it's just how she is.

He grinned, giving me another nudge.

I better go see if breakfast is ready, he told me, releasing me from his hold, I'll be back shortly, my love.

He nuzzled my cheek, and then left, leaving me alone with Mew.
I sat down in a chair, giving a contented sigh. I unknowingly laid an arm across my stomach, my hand resting on the bulge.
I felt Mew gazing at me, and I glanced up at her. She was smiling at me, as she watched with growing interest.

Ki, stand up, she suddenly requested me.

What? I asked, confused, Why?

You don't know? she answered, in disbelief.

Know what? I replied, curiously.

Never mind, you'll know soon enough, she said, Now, please, stand up. I want to get a better look at you.

A better look at me?
Oh, shit! She saw how my stomach looked!

It's nothing, I told her, quickly, crossing my arms over the bulge, Just a little weight gain.

Weight gain, nothing, she countered, Now stand up.

Sighing, I stood up on my feet, but didn't uncross my arms.

Put your arms down, and let me see, she told me.

Reluctantly, I uncrossed my arms, letting them hang at my sides.
She flew over to me, coming closer to my stomach. She laid a tiny hand on the bulge, beginning to feel of its shape.
I tensed when she began pulling up my sweater, exposing it. She began running her hand across it, feeling of the skin.
When she finished, she pulled the sweater back down over it, and started grinning.

Looks like he succeeded, she remarked.

Succeeded? Succeeded what?

Mew, what is this all about? I demanded.

Later, she told me, still grinning.

Mewtwo, get your furry ass in here! she suddenly called out to him.

Why was she calling him?!

What do you want with him? I asked her, beginning to panic, This doesn't have anything to do with him.

Oh, believe me, she answered, It does.

Mewtwo! she yelled, again.

What?! he suddenly shouted, irritably, appearing in the room.

Move your tail over here! Mew ordered him, pointing to a spot near me.

God-dammit, Mew! he replied, angrily, stalking over, What the hell do you want now?!

He came up behind me, gently encircling his arms around my waist.

Do you have any idea what she could possibly want with us, this time? he asked me, softly.

Not in the slightest, I answered, quietly.

Now that you have our attention, Mew, what is it that you want? he asked her, annoyed.

She started smiling.

Only that you've managed to get what you wanted, she told him.

Which is, pray tell? he answered, exasperated.

Instead of replying, she flew closer to me, gingerly placing a hand on my rounded stomach.

You're pregnant, she said to me, softly, grinning.

I'm, what?! I cried, in disbelief.

She's, what?! Mewtwo exclaimed, immediately after.

Ki is pregnant, Mew repeated, removing her hand, A little over a month, to be exact.

How do you know for certain? he demanded.

The shape, for one thing, she replied, Her stomach is well rounded. You can see it, as well as feel it.

The skin is becoming stretched, she continued, It has gotten a bit tighter, its smoother. Plus, the bulge is firm, and hard, not soft.

I placed a hand on my stomach, not believing I was pregnant.
I could feel the bulge beneath my fingers, realizing it was like Mew had described it. It was firm, and hard, no softness being evident.
I slipped my hand under my sweater, feeling the tight smoothness of the skin.

Then, it hit me, withdrawing my hand in shock.
I was truly, genuinely, pregnant. There were no doubts that I was.
I suddenly felt intense joy starting to well up inside of me. I was to carry, and bear, his child.
I was going to have a baby.

Oh, my love, I murmured to him, softly, nestling my head in his fur, I'm so happy.

I felt his hand begin gently stroking my hair.

I cannot begin to tell you how overjoyed I am, my angel, he whispered, quietly.

Neither can I, I answered, softly.

He stopped stroking my hair, gingerly laying his hand on my stomach.

I can't believe this is my baby, our baby, he remarked, quietly, beginning to lightly caress the bulge.

Remember what I told you, Mewtwo, Mew suddenly spoke up, grinning, Mews give birth in litters.

Litters?!

Just how many are we talking here? I asked her, flabbergasted.

Three to Four, she answered, simply.

Three to Four?!!
Oh my god!

How many am I carrying now? I inquired, anxiously.

I don't know exactly, she admitted, Because I don't have what medical professionals have.

Is there a way we can find out? Mewtwo asked.

Not without going to a doctor, she replied.

No, he answered, firmly.

Wait a minute, I interrupted, suddenly thinking of a way, What about Nurse Joy, in Pallet Town? She knows us both, she can help.

Nurse Joy? Mew asked, confused, But she's a Pokemon doctor.

I am part Pokemon, I stated, And pregnancies are the same in both humans and Pokemon.

Yes, I suppose you're right, she replied, But how do we go about doing it?

We drop in, Mewtwo told her, simply.

Unannounced? she asked, appalled.

Yes, he said.

Now? she answered, in disbelief.

The sooner, the better, he replied.

He gave my middle a gentle pat, nudging my cheek lovingly.

Ready, my love? he asked me, softly, smiling.

Yes, I answered, quietly, grinning.

He picked me up in his arms, nuzzling between my breasts. I started giggling, and he gave me a lop-sided grin.
He, then, teleported us. Leaving behind a frantic Mew.

Wait! she called out, too late, Ohh!

She sighed with frustration, sitting down in a chair.

I guess I'll hold down the fort, then, she muttered to herself.
**************************

Mewtwo, and I reappeared inside the Pallet Town Pokemon Centre, a few seconds later. Luckily, the Centre was deserted, and we avoided being seen by trainers.
Nurse Joy was sitting at her desk, busily writing on a clipboard. She hadn't noticed our arrival, being so absorbed in her work.

Mewtwo walked over to the desk, stopping directly in front of her. Throwing our shadows on the clipboard.
She noticed the sudden change in light, glancing up from it.

"Oh!" she yelped, softly, giving a startled gasp.

Shh, he told her, It's all right. You remember us, don't you?

"How could I not forget you two," she replied, smiling, "The only human, and Pokemon couple ever known."

He gave her a half smile.

I see our reputations exceed us, he answered, However, I'm still wary of having it known to everyone.

She gave a small chuckle.

"Don't worry," she assured him, "Your secret is safe with me."

"Now," she added, leaning forward, "What brings you here after so long?"

Well......, he began, hesitantly, shifting his gaze down at me.

We're expecting, I finished, smiling, giving my tummy a soft pat.

Joy's eyes began widening in shock, her back falling against her chair.

"Oh my god," she finally said, in disbelief, after a long silence, "You're pregnant?"

Yes, I replied, grinning, And we came to see what we're expecting.

"Ultrasound, you mean," she remarked, quietly, "Yes, you can"

"The equipment is in the next room," she added, getting up from her chair, "Follow me."

She stepped out from behind her desk, starting to walk down the hall. Mewtwo following closely behind.
She led us to a large room, finding it filled with medical equipment. A large examining table being position in the center.

"Just set Ki on there," she instructed Mewtwo, pointing to it, "And we'll get started."

He walked over to the table, placing me in a sitting position on top of it.
Nurse Joy came over, shortly after, carrying an ultrasonic device in her hand.

"This device helps us determine the number of fetuses, by hearing their heartbeat," she explained to us.

She set the device on the table, near me.

"Could you lie down for me, please?" she asked me.

I did as I was told, anxious for her to begin.

"Now, pull up your sweater, and then unfasten the jeans," she instructed, "Pull them down a little as well."

I undid the jeans first, slightly pulling them down.
I, then, pulled up my sweater. Gathering it around the crest of the bulge.
It was clear to see that my middle was ballooning out considerably. The skin beginning to become greatly stretched.
I'd soon have to begin shopping for maternity clothes, most likely today.

I laid a hand on my stomach. Gently running my finger along it, feeling of the smooth skin.
I still couldn't believe I was pregnant. The signs had been right in front of me the whole time, and I hadn't known.
Well, now I knew, and I couldn't have been happier.

Mewtwo came over to the table, then, gingerly laying his hand on my stomach. He began to lovingly stroke it with his finger.
He was smiling as he did, his eyes holding a dreamy expression. I smiled as well, closing my eyes in content.

"Uh, Ki?" I suddenly heard Nurse Joy's voice say, to me, hesitantly.

Hmm? I answered, opening my eyes.

She was looking at me a bit strangely, eyeing my burgeoning belly.

"How far along did you say you were?" she asked, curiously.

I didn't, I answered, But I'm a little over a month.

She began shaking her head in disbelief.

"You look closer to four months," she remarked.

Four months?!

I'm only one month pregnant, I replied, Not four.

She is only one month, Mewtwo told her, agreeing.

"Ok.....," she said, a bit baffled, "But that's a big baby."

I started grinning. If she only knew.

"Well, let's see what we've got here," she added, clicking on the device.

Mewtwo removed his hand from my stomach, then, watching her intently.
The machine began whirring to life a second later, and she placed its receiving end on my middle. There was a brief sound of static, as she started moving it.
A few seconds later, there came the sound of a heart beating.

"That's one," she told us.

She moved it again, hearing another heartbeat.

"Two," she said.

She moved it yet again, immediately hearing another.

"Three," she replied.

By now, the expression on her face was turning to awe.
She didn't move it very far, before encountering another.

"Oh, god," she stated, "Four."

Then, the surprise that topped it all.
She moved the device once more, completing the full circle, and heard yet another.

"Holy shit!" she cried, dropping the receiver as if it were on fire, "That's five!"

My god! Five?! I was carrying that many?!
I quickly glanced over at Mewtwo, who was appearing to be in a state of shock. His facial expression was blank, his eyes staring at absolutely nothing.

My love, are you all right? I asked him, worriedly.

For a minute, he didn't seem to appear as if he had heard me.

I....... I need to sit down, he finally stammered out.

Finding the nearest chair, he collapsed into it.
He leaned back heavily against it, rolling his eyes to the ceiling.

Oh, god, he started babbling, Five, I have five kids.

"He's flipped," Nurse Joy remarked.

Shut up! I snapped at her, angrily.

She looked like I had slapped her in the face.

"I'm sorry," she said, softly.

I didn't answer.
Instead, I pulled my jeans back around my hips, fastening them. I pulled my sweater down over my belly, scooting off the examining table.
I, then, walked over to where Mewtwo was sitting. I climbed up into his lap, shifting my weight a bit so that I wasn't hurting him.
I laid my head on his chest, nestling it in his fur. Sighing softly in content, and pure joy. I could feel him starting to calm down, his body becoming more relaxed.

Five is a wonderful number, I began speaking to him, softly, I couldn't ask for a more perfect number.

You really like the idea of having so many, at one time? he asked me, quietly, coming out of his stupor.

Yes, I answered, I do.

I wasn't lying either. I was certain it would be a wonderful experience.
The weird part was I wouldn't have minded being pregnant with more.

If five isn't enough, this time, I told him, smiling, We'll have six next time.

He stared down at me in astonishment.

You want that many? he asked, amazed.

I'll have as many as you want, I answered, grinning.

He started grinning as well.

I want endless amounts, he admitted.

Then, endless you shall have, I replied, softly, kissing him.

We kissed a few minutes, before gently breaking off.
He, then, carefully began lifting up my sweater. Revealing my burgeoning belly, shortly after.
He laid a hand on the bulge, beginning to lovingly stroke its smooth skin. I sighed softly in content, snuggling up closer against him.

We'll need a room for them, when they're born, I remarked to him, quietly.

He thought for a minute.

I can remodel the stadium, he finally answered, And turn it into a nursery.

Sounds like a good plan to me, I replied, lazily, closing my eyes.

"Hey, guys," I heard Nurse Joy say, suddenly, "Congratulations."

I opened my eyes again, giving her a smile.

Thank you, I told her.

One question, Mewtwo began, Will she be able to carry them, safely, to full term?

"I don't see why not," she answered, truthfully, "She's young, and healthy, for the most part, and she has the body frame to carry more than one. So, she'll be fine."

"Just make sure she takes it easy, though," she added, "Because it's easy to miscarry in the early months. She's at a greater risk, because she's carrying five."

I'll make sure she does, he replied, nudging my cheek lovingly.

I smiled at him, then lightly began shifting my weight.
Settling back down, in a slightly different position.

"You don't seem to be particularly comfortable in that outfit," Joy remarked to me, suddenly.

I realized she was right, that I did feel pretty uncomfortable wearing this.
A new wardrobe was a definite must, as I would be more comfortable wearing maternity.

"I have some extra time on hand," she told me, "I can take you shopping, if you want."

That would be wonderful, I answered, Thank you.

I glanced up at Mewtwo, seeing if he would come, but he shook his head.

Shopping is not one of the things I do, he replied.

I giggled, and Nurse Joy laughed.

All right, my love, I said, chuckling.

He gave my cheek a loving nudge.

I will remain here, to wait for you, he told me, smiling.

He gave my tummy a gentle pat, removing his hand from it shortly after. Pulling my sweater down carefully over it.
He, then, gave me a soft kiss on my lips. We began kissing with deep passion, his tongue beginning to slip into my mouth. Finding my tongue, began caressing it lovingly.
I moaned quietly with pleasure.

After kissing a few minutes, we gently broke off. Him delicately setting me down off his lap.
Nurse Joy walked over to me, then, standing beside me.

"Come on," she said to me, smiling, "You, and I will have a ladies day out."

"No males," she added, winking at Mewtwo.

Well, now I feel left out, he replied, putting on a fake pout.

I bursted out laughing, and he began chuckling.

"You can still come, if you want," Joy told him, grinning.

No, he answered, smiling, I'll let you go on without me.

If you are sure, my love, I said to him, quietly.

I am, he told me, softly, Besides, you need a day out. Go on, and have fun. I'll be all right.

He nuzzled my cheek gently, and I smiled.

I love you, he whispered, quietly.

I love you, I murmured, softly.

He gave me a delicate kiss on the lips, gently breaking off shortly after. He, then, placed a hand on my tummy, and began rubbing it gingerly.
I smiled, and he smiled as well.

"Don't worry," Nurse Joy assured him, "I'll take good care of her, as well as the babies."

He glanced over at her.

See that you do, he answered.

"Right," she said, nodding her head.

She shifted her gaze to me, then, smiling.

"Ready?" she asked me.

Yes, I replied.

"Great," she told me, taking my hand, "Let's go."

Mewtwo removed his hand from my belly.
Lifting up his arm, then, to carefully begin running his fingers through my hair.

Be careful, he cautioned me, quietly.

I will, I answered, softly.

He put his arm down, letting Nurse Joy take me away.
Watching me longingly, as I left the room with her.
**************************

He had wanted to go with her, but he felt like she needed a day to herself. Besides, he wanted to stay behind, to collect his thoughts.
The whole morning seemed to be a blur to him. Starting back at the palace, with the unexpected news of her pregnancy.
He had been absolutely overwhelmed by it that he couldn't believe it.

He thought Mew was joking, when she announced that Ki was pregnant. Especially after she had just finished annoying the hell out of him.
She wasn't supposed to be at the palace in the first place. She had just popped in.
Further tormenting him by inviting herself to breakfast.

He got back at her, though, by making her set the table. He told her that if she wanted to eat she could work for it, especially after coming unannounced.
In which, she had been later astonished at him, for thinking the very same idea. When he brought Ki here, to find out just how many they were expecting. He was, then, further astounded by the already unbelievable pregnancy.
They were having quintuplets.

This is when the full effect of her being pregnant hit him. He realized he was going to be a father.
His dream was coming true. He was getting what he had been wanting, a family.
He was completely overjoyed by this, his heart soaring up in his chest.

He didn't know, however, he would have so many at one time.
He would've been content with just having two. Three would've been great, and four would've been wonderful, but five?
My god, he was in paradise. He was thrilled beyond description.

At first, however, when he heard the news he was almost horrified. He had gone into shock.
Not only by finding out he now had five kids, but by what Ki must've been thinking. She may not have wanted so many.
She had been upset before, at the thought of having three to four kids. Who knew what her reaction was in knowing she was carrying five.

He had sat in the chair he was sitting in now, foolishly repeating he had five kids. While he felt like he was going to start crying, because she didn't want this many.
His dream of having a family was shattered. That is, until she came to sit in his lap, in trying to comfort him.
In which, she told him that five kids was perfect for her.

He had stared at her in disbelief, not sure if what he had heard was right. Did she really want five kids, at one time, or was she just trying to make him feel better?
He asked her if she really felt comfortable with it. He got a very genuine "yes," and a surprise along with it. She wanted to have more.
Saying if five wasn't enough, to begin with, they could have six the next time.

Which he thought he was dreaming, when she said it.
He, then, asked her if she really wanted so many. To make sure he hadn't imagined her saying that.
He got the reply that she would have as many as he wanted.

As many as he wanted?! My god! The joy he was feeling about just this one pregnancy, they could end up with hundreds!
He admitted to her that he wanted an endless amount, and she answered, promised, that he would.

He didn't doubt it either. It was easy for her to become pregnant, when she was ready. Of course, she would probably become pregnant everytime they'd have sex like that.
It was an unforgettable experience, and he had enjoyed it so. She had, too, and didn't want him stopping either.

He smiled, remembering how he played with her. He would start to taper off a bit, to tease her, and she would ask for more.
In which, he gladly gave it to her, because he didn't want to stop himself.

Now that he thought about it, it was the day she had conceived, resulting in the five offspring she was carrying. Because there had been no other sexual intercourse after that. The impulse hadn't been striking them like in the past, just doing it spontaneously. Nature already knew she was pregnant, and was telling them so.
He wished he'd known sooner, that she was pregnant. Although, it had been a nice surprise.
He couldn't possibly be any happier.

He couldn't wait until she returned. So he could see her again, and their unborn children.
To him, her body seemed even more beautiful, with her middle being rounded in pregnancy.

He hoped she was all right out there with Nurse Joy.
He had a bad feeling all of a sudden for letting her go off without him. A number of things could happen to her, and one major threat was still lurking around out there.
That threat's name was Giovanni. If he got a hold of her, he'd lose both her and the babies.
He had to catch up with them.

Springing up from his chair, Mewtwo sprinted out of the room.
Dashing out the front doors of the Centre, a few seconds later.
***************************

I appreciate you doing this for me, I told Nurse Joy, as we walked into town.

"The pleasure's all mine," she answered, "You two make a wonderful couple, and you'll make great parents as well."

I smiled.

Thank you, I replied.

For a while, we walked in silence, continuing our way down the road. A few minutes later, we passed the welcome sign, entering into Pallet shortly after.
The shops were just becoming visible, when I suddenly got a weird feeling.

I was a little concerned at first, because I thought something was wrong with the babies.
Something, though, reassured me that they were all right, and I gave a soft sigh of relief. Glad that I wasn't starting to miscarry.
I didn't want to lose a single baby.

The feeling wasn't of danger, so I didn't worry about that.
The only way I could best describe the feeling was want. I couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly I was desiring, but I realized I was hungry.
Having missed breakfast when we came here.

For some reason, the word "chocolate" suddenly came to mind. I realized I was craving for it, of all things.
I had no idea why, but I just wanted chocolate, and I wanted it now.

Is there a place where we could go, and get some chocolate? I asked Joy, Anything chocolate is fine; I just want chocolate.

"Chocolate?" she repeated, a bit surprised, "Well, there is a malt shop around the corner that has chocolate shakes, if you want that."

That qualifies as chocolate to me, I replied.

She gave a small chuckle.

"I see what brought this on," she remarked, "You're craving for it."

In the worst way, I answered, grinning.

She smiled.

"You'll be having a lot more cravings as you get farther into your pregnancy," she told me, "Some of them will be so bizarre, you'll wonder how you even thought of it in the first place."

I don't even know why I thought of chocolate, I said, It just suddenly came to me, and now I want it.

"That's how it works most of the time," she replied, "You get the feeling you want something, and a word pops into your head. The next thing you know, you've got to have it."

Like the chocolate that I want, I remarked, seeing the malt shop coming into view.

Yeah, man! I yelled, breaking into a sprint.

"Ki, wait, slow down!" Joy called to me, frantically, "I promised Mewtwo I'd take care of you, and your babies! You don't need to strain yourself like that!"

I slowed down, then, coming to a stop a little ways down the road.
I waited for her to catch up, as she began hurrying towards me.

"My god," she gasped, out of breath, when she reached me, "For being pregnant like you are, you sure are fast."

I'm sorry, I apologized, I guess I got a little out of hand.

"You must really want that chocolate bad," she said, "This is only your first craving. I'd hate to see your others. I almost feel sorry for Mewtwo."

I wasn't that bad, I objected.

"Not that bad?!" she answered, in disbelief, "Ki, you were ready to run a marathon to get that chocolate. You weren't kidding when you said you were craving for it in the worst way."

I started laughing.

I guess you're right, I replied.

She smiled.

"Come on," she told me, "Let's go put an end to that chocolate frenzy."

Together, we walked the rest of the way to the malt shop.
**************************A well-dressed man, sitting in a corner booth, watched as a Nurse Joy, and a teenage girl walked into the malt shop. He eyed the girl closely, with recognition.
Though, he couldn't place who she was, he knew he had seen her before.

He watched her as she began ordering a chocolate shake, her voice reaching his ears. Her voice was familiar to him as well.
However, he was having trouble remembering when he had ever heard it through his ears. He remembered it better ringing inside his head, as if by telepath.

She, then, turned her head to Nurse Joy, and started talking. When she did, the light hit her around the neck, bouncing off a silver locket.
Then, it hit him, and he started growing angry.

The owner of the locket was the girl who had his Mewtwo. The very same girl who made a pervert of herself, in having an affair with the Pokemon.
The very thought made him shudder, knowing how disgusting it was.

Without thinking, he began reaching inside his jacket, intent on pulling out his gun. He stopped in time, however, realizing it was too great a risk. He couldn't kill her here; there were too many witnesses.
He lowered his arm down, and continued to glare at her, boiling in his own rage.

Her shake was ready now, and she took it, turning her body around to head to the door. His felt his mouth drop open, nearly hitting the floor, when he saw her protruding belly.
My god, she was pregnant! Mewtwo had done gotten his little whore pregnant!
Well, he knew he couldn't kill her now, because she was carrying the offspring of the most powerful Pokemon in existence.

The man began to smile. A sick, evil, twisted smile.
Why settle for just Mewtwo, when the girl could bear him more of the same? He would have himself a collection of them, and there would be no stopping him from taking control of the world.
However, in order to achieve this ultimate goal of world domination, he would have to kidnap the girl. Then, he would use her as bait, to lure in Mewtwo.

He glanced at the Nurse Joy with her, and scowled. Getting her wouldn't be as easy as he hoped, not with that annoying nurse at her side.
He'd have to wait until she was alone, which would prove to be futile. She would never be alone, because Mewtwo was going to be protecting more than just her.
He'd have to strike when she was more vulnerable, and now was the perfect time to do it.

He watched as they both began walking out the door, leaving the malt shop.
He, then, jumped up from his seat, and began following them. Making sure to keep far back enough so they wouldn't get suspicious, but close enough so he didn't lose them. Thus, began the stalking of his prey.
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I took a sip of my shake, savoring its rich chocolate flavor.
Before I knew it, I consumed the entire drink. Emptying the extra-large cup, in a matter of seconds. Satisfying my craving, for the time being.
I tossed the cup into a garbage can, being located just outside the malt shop.

I felt Nurse Joy's gaze, and I turned my head towards her, seeing the shocked expression on her face.
She looked from me to the garbage can, and then, shifting her gaze back to me again.

"That must've been one hell of a craving," she remarked, in awe, "We've barely even left the shop."

I chuckled.

I had to give them what they wanted, I replied, gently patting my tummy.

She smiled.

"The clothing store is not far from here," she told me, "It's just down the street."

She started walking in that direction, and I followed, staying near her side. I suddenly had a nagging feeling that someone was watching us.
About a minute later, we reached the shop. Finding that it was the same shop I had visited previously.

We went inside, the bell tinkling as we opened the door. We, then, headed for the maternity, and started looking around.
I found several cute outfits that clearly defined my pregnancy. I was very proud of the fact that I was pregnant, and I didn't mind showing it.

The outfits I chose mainly consisted of doll tops, and black stretch pants. The tops being a variety of colors. Though, most of them were different shades of blue, and purple. The most recurring hues were ice blue, and dark blue, and lavender, and deep violet.

By the time Nurse Joy, and I finished, we had gathered enough clothes for both winter and summer. Nearly emptying the racks.
We paid for them, Joy splitting the cost between us. By saying she wanted to buy half of the clothes as a gift, and I let her.
Though, not before having a little dispute.

I felt it to be totally unnecessary for her to do that, but she insisted it. So, in order not to appear ungrateful, I accepted.
After we paid for them, I changed into a more comfortable outfit. Depositing my other one in a bag.
I was now wearing a long sleeve, deep violet doll top, and black stretch pants.

We left the shop, then, heading back towards the Pokemon Centre. Each carrying a hand full of shopping bags.
We were barely outside of town, when I suddenly got the feeling someone was following us. I stopped walking, turning around to face the opposite direction. Looking back towards town.
Though, I didn't see anyone, I still felt the presence of one.

Joy had stopped walking as well, coming to stand beside me.

"What's wrong?" she asked me, concerned.

Someone is following us, I answered, in a low voice, keeping my eyes glued in front.

I didn't want to turn my attention to her.
Fearing that I may miss the person I was sensing.

"Are you sure?" she replied, quietly.

Yes, I said, simply.

I glared at the empty road, feeling my anger rising.
If this person was thinking they could escape me by hiding, they were seriously mistaken.

Show yourself, coward! I called out, challenging the unknown being.

"Watch who you call a coward, young lady," a gruff voice answered.

A sharply dressed man suddenly emerged from behind the shrubbery. His sinister red eyes piercing right through me.
I felt my blood starting to run cold, realizing who he was. Giovanni.

"We meet again, my dear," he said to me, "My, how you've changed."

He gazed at my middle, giving me an evil smile.
I put my hand protectively over my pregnant belly, taking a step backwards.

What do you want now? I asked him, frightened.

"Why, you, and Mewtwo of course," he answered, starting to advance towards me.

He suddenly stopped, noticing my eyes were beginning to glow.

"I have no desire to kill you anymore," he continued, as if reassuring me, "Now that you are carrying his offspring, I have a new goal in mind. You will bear his children for me, and give me the strongest fighting force in the Pokemon World."

Rage began building up inside of me, my Psychic energy charging higher.

I will not let you do that! I hissed, I will not let you turn my children into slaves! You will find it is not so easy to capture either me or Mewtwo!

I was getting ready to launch a Psychic Blast at him, when I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to the side, finding Nurse Joy shaking her head.
I immediately dissipated my power, the Psychic energy disappearing from my body. Knowing the reason why of her disapproval.
However, despite the concern for my babies, I was annoyed at her for stopping me.

"Please, Ki, don't strain yourself," she told me, quietly, "It's not good for the babies."

What am I supposed to do, then?! I snapped, angrily, Just let him take me, so that he can turn my children into slaves? He'll use me as bait to get Mewtwo, as he is not here with me.

I don't want that to happen, I added, furiously, I want Giovanni dead.

"Officer Jenny will take care of him," she whispered, "So don't worry."

Officer Jenny is not here! I retorted.

"Don't be too sure," she replied, still whispering, smiling, "We're standing right in front of the Police Station."

I stared at her in astonishment, and then, looking past her. Sure enough, there was the Pallet Town Police Precinct.
In the doorway, there was an Officer Jenny, a Growlithe standing near her heels.

"Sic him, Growlithe," she commanded the Dog Pokemon, pointing to Giovanni.

"Growl," it answered, running towards him.

"Oh, shit!" he cried, as the Growlithe began closing in on him.

He took off in a sprint, hoping to outrun it. Growlithe ran faster, trying desperately to catch him.
However, Giovanni had gotten a head start, and it couldn't keep up.

Growlithe slowed down, stopping to catch its breath.
Finding he was no longer being pursued, Giovanni stopped running. He turned around to face us, whipping out a gun from inside his jacket.
Pointing the barrel in my direction.

"Playtime is over!" he shouted, "Anyone moves, and I let her have it!"

He had the gun positioned in the center, aiming at my middle. If he were to fire, the bullet would hit my stomach, instantly killing the babies.
As well as myself.

I started feeling tears streaming down my cheeks. Just when everything was going so well, this had to happen.
Why? Why couldn't he leave me alone? Why couldn't he leave Mewtwo alone?
We were so happy now that I was pregnant. Why must our happiness always be shattered, by him?

I love you, I whispered to the air, choking back a sob, Don't ever forget that.

I closed my eyes, the tears pouring down my face.

"What in god's name was that?!" I suddenly heard Nurse Joy exclaim.

I quickly opened my eyes; in time to see a purple blur streaking past us. It slammed into Giovanni, with the force of a nuclear bomb.
The impact knocked the gun from his hand, and then, suddenly exploding in mid-air. Giovanni, on the other hand, was sent sailing down the road.
About a hundred yards later, his body hit the ground, with a sickening thud.

I heard the clear sound of crushing bone, as his back began shattering. I winced inwardly, as he began screaming in pain.
I didn't know for certain, but it was possible he could've severed his spine, as well.

The blur was now a solid object, becoming Mewtwo.
Tears of joy began spilling down my cheeks as he came over to me, embracing me in a gentle hug. I buried my face in his fur, crying softly.
I felt his hand begin gently stroking my hair. His head gingerly resting on mine.

Shh, baby, he whispered, quietly, It's all right now, I'm here.

I began quieting down, my tears becoming less frequent. A few minutes later, only a few remained.
I lifted up my head, and looked into his eyes, beginning to smile. He smiled back, gently brushing away the tears with his hand.

Are you all right, my angel? he asked me, softly.

Yes, my love, I replied, quietly, Thanks to you.

He gave me a soft, delicate, kiss on my lips. Becoming passionate, a few seconds later.
He began slipping his tongue into my mouth, lovingly caressing mine. I moaned softly with pleasure. After a few minutes, he stopped, gently breaking the kiss.
He, then, placed a hand on my tummy, and began rubbing it gingerly.
**************************

Nurse Joy was smiling as she watched, and Officer Jenny looked on with stunned horror.
She walked over to her, stopping at her side.

"Just what in the hell is going on?" she whispered.

Joy turned her head to her friend, still smiling.

"Exactly what you see," she answered, "They're mates, and they're expecting quintuplets."

Jenny stared at her in astonishment.

"You're joking, right?" she asked, in disbelief.

"No, I'm not," Joy replied, "They are truly mates, and she is pregnant with five offspring."

"But he's a Pokemon," Jenny countered, "Why on Earth would he mate with a human? It's not natural."

"In most cases, yes," Joy told her, "However, these two are special. They are both half and half."

"You mean the girl is half Pokemon?!" Jenny answered, flabbergasted, "Which one is she?"

"Same as him," Joy said, "A Mew."

Officer Jenny just stared in awe.
Though, she was having a hard time accepting the information, she decided to take her friend's word. After all, she'd never known her to make things up, even things like this.

"I never would've guessed it," she remarked.

"It took me by surprise myself, when I first found out," Joy admitted, "I never dreamed a human, and a Pokemon would be lovers, and I never imagined she would become pregnant. Especially not with as many as she's carrying."

"I understand, though," she continued, "That it's natural for her to conceive at least that many, as Mews give births in litters. The number varies with each pregnancy, but it's possible to conceive up to eight. However, the chances become slimmer for carrying them to full term, but it can happen."

She paused a minute.

"Ki has a body in which she can carry that many," she began, again, "Her Mew heritage allows that. Though, they would be smaller, and a bit weaker. However, if they're anything like their parents, they'll survive."

"Would she really be able to carry that many?" Jenny asked her, amazed.

"I think so," Joy replied, smiling.

"Well, with her being four months pregnant," Jenny said, "I guess it would be possible, as they are quite small now."

Nurse Joy started smiling.

"She's only one month pregnant," she told her.

"One month?!" Jenny cried, in disbelief, "Her middle is already suggesting she's close to five months! How would she be able to carry eight, if five is already making her stomach swell?!"

"As I mentioned before," Joy answered, "As the number grows, they would get smaller. I'm just saying she can quite possibly carry that many."

"Besides," she added, "With her being as thin as she is, she's showing early."

Jenny began shaking her head.

"I find the whole thing unbelievable," she remarked.

Nurse Joy gave a small chuckle, and continued watching the happy pair.
****************************

He stopped rubbing my stomach, just letting his hand rest on top. I gently covered my hand over his, laying it on my belly.
He began smiling, and I smiled as well.

Shall we return home? he asked me, softly, I am sure Mew is about ready to tear her fur out, wondering where we are.

Hmm, I replied, chuckling, I didn't know you cared so much.

He grinned.

It would be amusing to find a bald Mew, he admitted.

I bursted out laughing, and he began chuckling as well. Our laughter faded a minute later, but we both remained smiling.
He patted my tummy gently, beginning to grin.

She'll be surprised when we tell her we have one more than she anticipated, he told me.

I began grinning as well.

She'll be even more surprised when we tell her we'll want more, after these are born, I replied, giving my tummy a soft pat.

Immediately after, he added, The sooner, the better.

I laughed.

Not too soon, I answered, We'll wait until they're about a year old, then we'll start.

But just in case, I continued, giving a sly grin, We do do it immediately after, how many would you like me to have?

He gave me a mischievous grin.

How many can you have, at one time? he asked.

I'm not sure, I replied, truthfully, But how about seven?

Better make it eight, he said, grinning.

Ok, eight it is, I told him, chuckling.

He gave me a soft kiss on my lips. As if sealing the promise of having eight babies in the future.
That would be something interesting to experience, if it should happen. Our main priority now was bringing the present five into the world.
He, then, gently broke off. Giving my protruding belly another soft pat.

Suddenly, we heard a moaning groan of pain, coming from behind us. Mewtwo whipped around, glaring murderously at the person who emitted it.
Giovanni was trying, laboriously, to sit up. He managed, but not without giving a yell of excruciating pain.

"I will achieve my goal," he told us, gasping, "I will not be deterred."

He weakly began reaching into his jacket, pulling out a gun.
I gaped in astonishment. He had another?!

He held it shakily in his hand, trying to pull the trigger. Mewtwo was quick in reacting, his body beginning to glow bright ice blue.
He narrowed his eyes, burning with a cold blue fire. They began focusing on the gun, which suddenly exploded.
Giovanni began screaming, as blood started pouring from his mutilated hand.

You don't give up, do you? Mewtwo asked him, hissing angrily.

"And I don't plan to, either," he gasped out.

I'm afraid that plan has just been terminated! Mewtwo snarled, his Psychic energy becoming a darker blue.

He, then, released a Psychic Blast. It began racing towards Giovanni, bursting into an intense white ball at his feet.
The blast blew Giovanni off the ground, sending him skywards. His body flew through the air, sending him sailing over the treetops.
He, then, disappeared. The gravity of the earth pulling him downwards.
Hopefully, when he crashed to ground, the impact would instantly kill him.

Mewtwo snorted angrily in disgust. He, then, turned to face me.
His angry expression quickly began fading, softening to a gentle gaze. He began walking over to me, coming up behind me.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, placing a hand on my tummy. He began rubbing it gently, gingerly resting his head on mine.

I swear if Giovanni is still alive, after that, he began, I will kill out him outright. No more fooling around. He will be in pieces when I get finished with him.

I will not let him harm you, or the babies, he added, softly.

I laid my head on his chest, nestling it in his fur.
Giving a soft, deep, sigh.

He wants more than just that, now, I answered, quietly, He no longer wants to kill me. Instead, he was going to take me, and use me as bait to get you. He wanted me to bear our children for him. So that he could turn them into his own personal fighting force. He wants to make them slaves, and do his bidding.

Now that he knows I'm pregnant, I continued, He'll be twice as determined to get his hands on me. That is, if he is still alive. Which I hope to God he isn't.

It will be the day hell freezes over when I allow him to do such a thing, he told me, furiously.

He stopped rubbing my stomach, gingerly resting his hand on top.
He nuzzled my cheek lovingly, beginning to smile.

Ready to go home, my angel? he asked me, softly, You need to rest. It's not good for you to be out so long.

I am a bit tired, I admitted, quietly.

He gently kissed my cheek.

Then, we'll go, he replied.

He, then, noticed the bags in my hand.

Give those to me, he requested, quietly, reaching for them, I won't let you carry them. You'll hurt yourself.

I smiled, knowing he was right. They were heavy.
Between him, and Nurse Joy, I wouldn't be allowed to do anything for a while.

I handed the bags to him, and he immediately took them.

Nurse Joy has a few more, I told him, smiling.

He looked at me as if I were joking, and then, glanced over at Joy.
She smiled at him, showing him the bags.

Dear god, he remarked, quietly, in awe, I'm afraid to ask, but just how much did you buy?

Enough for both winter and summer, I replied, grinning.

He shook his head in disbelief.

It appears to be more than just two seasons worth, he answered, Are you sure you didn't clean out the establishment?

Joy bursted out laughing, and I began chuckling.

I'm sure, I said, smiling.

He started grinning, nuzzling my cheek.
Joy walked over to him, giving him the bags. He took them in his other hand, creating a temporary problem.
He couldn't hold me in his arms, wanting me to take a rest from standing on my feet.

You'll have to hold onto me, he told me, So I can teleport us both.

I wrapped an arm around his slender waist, holding onto him securely.

Hang on tight, he cautioned, beginning to teleport.

Nurse Joy began waving her hand good-bye, as we disappeared from Pallet Town. ***************************

Joy gave a small sigh, staring at the now empty road.

"They're gone," she remarked, quietly, to Jenny.

"They are very peculiar," Jenny replied, "They didn't say good-bye. Seems kind of rude, doesn't it?"

"They come and go as they please," Joy answered, "They don't say good-bye. Because saying good-bye is like saying you'll never come back."

"They'll be back," she added, "Because they didn't say it."
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When we arrived back at the palace, a few seconds later, we found a very enraged Mew.

Where the hell have you been?! she demanded, the second we appeared, I've been worried sick!

Instead of answering, Mewtwo set the shopping bags on the floor, teleporting them to our bedroom.
He, then, picked me up in his arms, and nuzzled my cheek lovingly. I smiled, nestling my head in his fur.
He bent his head down to my stomach, giving it a soft kiss. He lifted his head back up, giving my cheek a gentle nudge.

Did you hear me? Mew suddenly asked, angrily, I said where have you been?

The Pokemon Centre, Mewtwo answered, roughly.

It doesn't take three hours to find out how many babies you're expecting, she countered, You went somewhere else. Where did you go, and what's with the shopping bags?

What's with the "20 Questions"?! Mewtwo retorted, We don't have to tell you of our whereabouts. We go where we like. If it includes shopping bags, fine. I still don't have to tell you where we went.

You're impossible, she told him, in disgust.

Like you're any better, he replied, irritably.

Stop it, please! I shouted at them, suddenly, beginning to get a headache.

My outburst surprised them, and they stopped bickering immediately.

No more fighting, I continued, I'm tired of hearing it. You're both giving me a headache. It's been a long day, and I'm already tired, so I don't need you two going at each other's throats.

They both remained silent after my little speech.
Mewtwo giving me an astonished look.

I'm sorry, I said to him, quietly, I'm tired, and all that fighting wasn't helping. I'm just ........ Ohh, I don't know. I'm sorry, my love, truly sorry.

Not understanding why, I started crying, burying my face in his fur.

Baby, what's wrong? he asked me, softly, concerned.

Mood swing, Mew answered, instead.

Mood swing? Mewtwo asked, puzzled, What's that?

It's where your emotions shift from one to the next, she replied, First you may be angry, then sad.

It works a lot like that with any emotion, she continued, Her body is changing because of her pregnancy, and her hormones are out of whack. That's why you'll be seeing a lot more, like the earlier one.

Probably even more, Mewtwo mused, quietly, Since she is pregnant with five.

How many did you say? Mew asked, in disbelief.

Five, he repeated, softly, smiling, We're expecting quintuplets.

For a minute, she was speechless, staring at Mewtwo as if he'd just dropped from the sky.

Holy Moses, she finally answered, in awe, When you do it, you really do it.

He scowled at her.

As if it were any concern of yours what I do, he replied, irritably, I do what I please, and if I want five children, I'll have five children.

He nudged my cheek gently, which was wet with tears.

Don't cry, my angel love, he whispered, softly, I'm the one who should apologize, not you. I am sorry for making you so upset, and I'm sorry for behaving so childishly.

He gently began nuzzling my cheek lovingly. His lips brushed against mine, and began kissing me softly.
By then, I had stopped crying, and was totally putting myself into his kiss.

I felt his tongue begin slipping into my mouth, gently caressing mine. I gave a quiet moan of pleasure.
After a few minutes, we stopped, gingerly breaking off. He, then, lovingly nudged my cheek, and I smiled.
I nestled my head in his fur, giving a contented sigh.

He gently brushed back a lock of my hair, which had fallen across my face.
Giving my forehead a soft, delicate, kiss.

Are you all right now, baby? he asked me, quietly.

Yes, my love, I am, I replied, softly.

He smiled, giving my cheek another nudge.

Where is Mew? I inquired, suddenly, curiously.

She's here, he answered, gesturing his head to his side.

I peeked around his shoulder, seeing her floating beside us.
Her eyes were full of remorse, quickly shifting them from my gaze.

What's wrong? I asked her, concerned.

She casted her eyes downwards, staring at the floor.

I'm the one who caused the trouble, not him, she mumbled, I shouldn't have started in on the two of you like that. I was just worried something might've happened, and I had no idea of knowing what.

I'm sorry, Mewtwo, she told him, looking back up at him, I'm sorry for being such a pain in the ass, but I worry so much about Ki.

She is like my child, she continued, And the only one I've ever had. I've no children of my own, and watching her grow up is painful for me. Before I know it, she has a mate, you, and is now heavy with children of her own.

She paused a minute, giving a deep sigh.

I feel left out, she finished.

For a minute, neither I, or Mewtwo said a word.
I didn't realize she felt this way. Why had she not said anything sooner?

I did not realize you were feeling this way, Mewtwo remarked to her, quietly, breaking the silence.

He fell silent again, as if thinking.

I shouldn't have treated you the way I have been, he began, again, I guess I was still unsure about you. In other words, I didn't trust you, not after trying to take Ki away from me. I still thought if I should turn my back from you, you would take the opportunity to try again.

He paused.

I owe you an apology, as well, he continued, I should've trusted you, because you care about Ki as much as I do. I love her so much, and the thought of me losing her is too much to bear. I try, and protect her as much as I possibly can, because I don't want it to happen. I guess that's why I've been so hostile towards you.

Anyway, he added, I'm sorry for hurting you, in any way. Perhaps it is not too late, to start over?

Mew smiled.

I'd like that very much, she replied, softly.

Mewtwo began smiling, as well.
It was nice to see them getting along, for once. Maybe since they've found some common ground, things would be a little calmer.

I still can't believe you're having five babies, she told him, suddenly, How the hell did you manage that?

Wait, don't tell me, she added, immediately after, giving a sly grin, You probably spent the entire day doing it. It's a wonder she didn't conceive more than five, this time. I wonder how many she'll have next time around.

Mew! he roared, in embarrassed irritation.

Perhaps I spoke too soon.


End Part Ten

Well, that was certainly a surprise, and there are more surprises to come. Part Eleven brings an unexpected visitor, and chaos along with it.
We also welcome our new additions, and they're not what you expect. As Ki gives birth to her last baby, though, tragedy unfolds, and the happy event is turned into a nightmare.

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