Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Bitter Return ❯ Euphoria ( Chapter 2 )

Another day inside my world…

A road that never let's me sleep!

So there's no way for me to escape…

These demons I'm forced to keep!

And then…I find you here

Through your eyes everything is clear!

And I'm home inside your arms

But, I'm alone for now…

And I try to sleep…

The drugs I take they're killing me…

I think of you to ease my pain…

But you are so far…

-Safe Place, Staind

Leliah…such a sweet word in his mind and on his tongue as he laid there with only his thoughts on her. His mind was wrapped in euphoria. He was with her, touching her like before, loving her as they had those days long ago. But…it was a lie induced by the pokénip.

Bones sat wanting to get their feet off towards the place the Thunder stone`s power was directing. The stone's energy was pointing them towards the west. A massive thunder stone had to be out there. Dori could use it to increase his electric powers, to make his attacks powerful then they could rescue Orin. He heard Dori making apologies to the hallucinations he was seeing as he laid there. The cubone shook his head and laid down to sleep for the night.

Dori woke, his head was pounding. He tried to blink the sunlight out of his eyes as he came to. It was late morning, he had slept in late again. He felt as if he spent the night in ram battles, his head was killing him. He realized he must have taken more of the leaves while he was stoned, the pouch sat in the grass with it's contents strewn about. He grunted as he sat up, he began to gather the spilled things. His eyes fell on the stone. He should be more careful he knew, anyone could have spotted it and taken it. The ram knew he had dumb luck on his side this time. He would take better care of it, he had to.

His palm grasped the stone and his eyes shut as the power called to him. He could feel it coursing through the stone. It was what beat within him as well, his very element. He could feel the pulse of a immense stone out there in the west, it called, it was of the powers the sky rained down with such a fury. Of lightning and the very thing coursing through him. He felt his current play over his skin, sparks dancing on the field of his rubbery flesh. All tuned into the larger stone. It called out and drawing him towards Delmur once more.

He placed the stone in the pouch and hung the item around his neck again. He had another he was seeking now. He would find a way to meet with Leliah. He was crafty, his whole bloodline was know for being conniving. He was sure he could plot something…that would work and not end up as disastrous as his trick on Haris. He sighed, he felt like shit about that. He was killer then, if it had lead to the eventual death of the ram he considered it as so.

He went to the past for answers. The little stream, he could coat his lights with mud and wait watching the sheep till Leliah appeared. It was a simple plan and probably the best for him since complex plans never worked out well for him. Bones just watched him walking off. He knew Leliah was very important to him but, what about Orin? He had known the cubone longer and had been through more with him. Bones wanted to rescue their captured comrade.

Dori made his way across the grass with the need to see her. He wiped at his back and sides pulling off some grass and seeds that had stuck to him with the help of the morning dew. He couldn't show up with that junk stuck to him, looking like a fool. Then again he would appear to be one with his tail jewel all coated in mud…well he would take that risk of being thought as an idiot if it meant seeing her, touching her, meeting their lamb if one had come.

The brook bubbled as he followed along side of it. He found a quiet bend where he scooped the mud up and began to paint his tail jewel with it. He waited letting it dry a little before adding the next coat. When he was satisfied he scrubbed his flippers in the stream.

He looked at the field just along the stream's bank, he had ran off with Leliah to here. They had spent those two days sprawled in the grass, enjoying each other for all they could offer one another. The ram's eyes slipped down to his feet, he thought of the cost that pleasure had came at. For Haris he would always feel grief for his part in the ram's death. He walked along the bank secretly just wishing his life away.

This had been hell so far returning here. Fliggin wanted to kill him, Leliah was who knew where! He was just going on a hunch. He crept along the shrubs and reeds as he came about closer to the flock's usual watering spot. He could hear some voices, a few lambs bleated. The mareeps splashed in the brook, he could hear their giggles and games. He closed his eyes just imagining what their lamb would be like. He listened for her voice among the crowd, he knew her anywhere. He wiped a tear away as the past crept up on him.

His ears perked as her voice was there. A low sigh of relief escaped him. He peered through the leaves with the insect horde leaping away, the grasshoppers chirped as they dash from him. He reached parting the leaves enough to see her. Leliah. His wondrous ewe who he could never forget. There she was, he watched as she paraded around with a lamb at her side. He grinned just watching , he wanted to be there with her but, he feared Fliggin would make good on his threats.

She was there among a few of their old friends. He didn't see Fliggin or the ramlings that had looked up to him and Haris the last season. He stepped quietly out of his hideaway. He saw her eyes meet his, she still had such soft eyes even now as he saw she had evolved. She still had such a gentle face, he remembered how it had looked back then, it was as lovely as ever. She bleated surprised to see him none of the flock ever thought they would see him again.

Leliah ran across the brook with her lamb right in her arms. She couldn't believe he had come back to her not after all the things they had said. Fliggin had said he was dead but, here he was right before her. He was here rubbing her cheek so tender and his eyes went to the lamb.

"Our lamb." She said softly as she proudly presented the mareep. She set him down and he looked way up to his father's face.

"Strong, good wool and bright tail light…he is a wonderful lamb we have." Dori smiled. "What's your name?"

"Cepheus…" The lamb looked up at him. So this was his father. He smiled. "What's yours?"

"Dori." He smiled, he looked to be such a bright little mareep, Dori grew very proud as he gazed upon his son. "Shall we all take a little walk?"

Leliah smiled she knew walking wasn't the only thing on his mind. She flicked her lights for Cepheus to follow them. The lamb needed no encouragement, he was right behind his mother. He lead them down to the very field Cepheus was made. Leliah smiled, she was taken back to those days during her first heat. She leaned against him, her ram. He licked her cheek. His attention was drawn back to the lamb playing just a few feet away. He was chasing a butterfly.

"Cepheus!" Dori laughed tickling his son the lamb bleated and wriggled about.

He could not remember the last time he was this elated. Dori let the pleasure find him, he was at peace. He knew perhaps somewhere in the shining heavens Haris had forgiven him. He picked up his lamb in a big hug. Dori had a tear of joy this time, he didn't dare wipe it away, it was a testament of the day.

The day wore on, he stared up at the sky, the clouds drifting, Cepheus was snoozing lightly between him and Leliah. Dori watched the clouds drift across the late afternoon sky. He could smell Leliah as she got up, she slid on top of him and rested her head on his chest. She had missed him terribly, she hadn't believed those atrocious accusations Fliggin tossed often at Dori's direction. She couldn't believe them not when he had always been so gentle around her, like now how he caressed his hands up and down her back.

She was quite ready he could smell it. Dori felt himself waking, he was all urges and needs at that moment. Leliah felt him and her own need for another lamb, Cephus would almost be a yearling by then, he would be less dependant of her. She bleated as she got up, her tail lashing behind her as she ran giggling. Dori realized she was in a playful mood as well. He got up to chase her around. He laughed charging after her, she dodged his grabs. This was making his longing for her stronger.

Leliah felt his arms around her, she was laughing hard as the stumbled into the grass. He licked her, his hands feeling around her entire body. He had her all to himself here and he wasn't letting go. She felt each of her gasps as his palms teased her. He was growing in his need to have her. He forced himself to hold back while he played.

Leliah was the one to break away, she couldn't take anymore she had to mate, her heat was racing through her, she needed a ram. Dori watched her pose while her tail lifted. That was all the ram needed to see, well he could have seen less and he still would have felt the same urge to mount her. He enjoyed her again in the same little field he had last season. He hadn't had a ewe in this way for some time, the ewes out here had been mostly settled by other rams or guarded too well by other rams. He had remembered how good she was. He felt tension build in him till at last his point was reached.

He laid there resting on her back, she smiled and cooed to him as his head sat on hers his ears drooping down over hers as well. He could feel her voice while she cooed as his body was pressed against hers. He smiled he had missed this about her, the way she did just certain things that drove him wild.

He looked about to make sure Cepheus was fine. The lamb was nibbling away at the grass around where he had been napping. Dori slid off Leliah, offering his hand to her to help her back up they grazed their way to the lamb. Dori couldn't believe how perfect this day seemed. He laid down to rest himself. He laid sprawled in the grass with a content look on his face once more, this time it wasn't produced by chemicals from any plant. He was genuinely jubilant. Now, he considered telling her the entire truth about that night Haris broke his leg. He felt she deserved the respect he would be showing her by telling her one of his darkest secrets.