Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Brock's Love: Maiden of the Dastardly Dr. Rage ❯ Four: It was a dark and stormy night ( Chapter 4 )

Alrighty then, Pokefans!! It's the Lizzle, YamiNeko in da HIZZOUSE!! Haaaa! I am so crazy… Anywho, I just checked out how my last chapter posted to the site, and it was CRAP! No italics, no correct dash length, and if I put in three periods, adding depth and thought, only one showed up!! It was so bad… But I'm gona try to post in a different format and see if it works out, Okay? Keep those fingers crossed!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon or any characters thereof. Okay?

Claimer: Liz is my own personal character who I named after myself. So nyah…

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Finally back on the path, Arcanine resumed her cheerful gallop. Brock was still seated behind Liz, seeming content to just enjoy the ride. After another hour (and a severe case of saddle-butt) the gang finally reached the end of the bicycle path.

"Phew, I'm glad that's over," Liz sighed. "I think I've permanently flattened my rear end!"

"Nope, looks just fine to me-- Uh I mean, uh," Brock stuttered as Liz gave him a confused glance. "I mean you look fine to me… WAIT!!! I mean… It looks like rain to me." His cheeks were as pink as a Slowpoke.

Liz only giggled. "Hahaha! You look fine to me too, Brock," she said nonchalantly. "Thank you, Arcanine. Return!"

'Wait, did she really just say that?' Brock wondered. He wondered even more about if she meant it. ~*~

That night, Brock set up his tent, because believe it or not, it began to rain. And this was no regular shower: the wind blew, the waters poured, and the thunder rumbled. Brock had already climbed into his tent when the first drops came down, followed a few seconds later by the full fury. He went to pop his head out to see if Liz had her tent up. But as he unzipped the closure, a mildly damp Liz came diving in, followed by a mildly hydrophobic Persian. Liz had jumped in, landing with a leg on each side of Brock's waist.

"Hi, Brock! Percy and I wouldn't be able to set up a flimsy tent like ours in this rain. Do you think we could stay in this tent," Liz's face turned a light shade of pink. 'Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes…'

Brock didn't know what to say. Sure his tent was large enough for them all, but he had never shared his space with another girl before. He was about to decline and offer to help her set up her own tent, when he looked up into her eyes. Liz's eyes seemed to be pleading, beseeching Brock to say yes. Brock sat up and instinctively put a hand on her back, making them both redden.

"Why do you want to stay in here? Is something the matter?"

Liz's expression got even more desperate. "Please, Brock?"

'Why does she look like she's about to cry?' Brock wondered. The 'guyness' inside of him wanted to kick his butt for even questioning why Liz shouldn't come in and cozy up a bit. But his heart wanted an answer. What was she afraid of?

"Liz, please, tell me what's wrong," he said, his face just an inch away from hers.

Liz looked down, almost ashamed. "I… I just don't want to be alone. I…" A tear threatened to fall.

'Whoa, something's really bothering her. But she won't tell me,' Brock pulled her into a small hug. "It's okay, Liz, it's okay…" Brock soothed as he felt her fists tighten on his shoulders. She was afraid, simply terrified of sleeping out there in the storm by herself for some reason or another. A thundering boom sounded out side, and Liz whimpered softly.

"It's okay, you and Percy can stay in here with me and Vulpix if you want," Brock said, secretly hoping she wouldn't cry.

"Thank you," she whispered, sitting back and realizing the position they were in. Liz was seated right in Brock's lap, with her legs wrapped around him. Brock had both hands on the small of her back, with her arms on his shoulders. Blush City! They promptly pulled apart and let out a halfhearted laugh.

"W-we should get to bed," Brock said, one hand behind his head. "We've got a lot of ground to cover tomorrow if we want to get to the Pokemon Center by tomorrow night. From there, it'll only take a few hours to reach Cerulean City!"

"Uh, yeah, the bike path cut our travel time by at least a day," Liz stated, pulling out her tattered sleeping bag. Brock watched while unrolling his own sleeping bag as Liz shuffled into hers, a foot going through one of the holes near the bottom. She pulled it back in and tried to zip it up farther, only to have the zipper break off. "Damnit!" She whispered.

'That thing looks like it's been attacked by a herd of Ursaring! She can't possibly stay warm in that!' Brock thought. He unzipped his own sleeping bag until it was completely open. "Here, share mine," he said, lifting a corner to invite her in. Liz hesitated for an instant, and then crawled out of her bag and under Brock's 'blanket'. Brock pulled up the blanket to cover Liz's shoulders as she snuggled in with her back to him. He did the same.

`He's so nice… And I can tell he really cares about his pokemon, and me,' Liz thought as she began to drift off to sleep. `I wouldn't mind sticking around with him, maybe for a while. But what if Doctor Rage… what if he finds me, with Brock?' She bit her lip. `He might try to hurt him, even kill him!' Liz's eyes shot open at a sudden movement in front of her, but it was only Percy, snuggling in to help keep her warm. Liz put her arm around Percy, and finally managed to fall into her usual light sleep.

~*~ Liz's Dream ~*~

The rain poured from the sky. She could hear it, but why did it sound so far away? Her eyes opened, and she could see Dr. Sanura closing the vent grate as she was dragged further into the vent. Dr. Sanura crawled away, trying to escape the choking fumes now surrounding her. Liz watched as he came in, wearing some sort of breathing mask. He looked around, searching for something, but ignored Dr. Sanura, who was clinging to his leg. Now was her chance! She had to get out!

The vent was dark. She crawled as fast as Persian could lead her. The rain sounded so close; freedom was so close. She reached the vent that leaded to the outside, but she couldn't budge it. `No!! I have to get out!' The vent was bolted shut. "Percy, use fury swipes! We have to escape before Rage finds us," Liz begged.

Moments later, she was on Arcanine, making her escape into the wet, black night.

~*~ (End dream) ~*~

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