I'm not a Trainer

XXIII: More than a Trainer (Mature)

ESPEON

For everything that had happened. For all the previous things that set a lot of stressful events, to the point where we had argued with each other, getting our memories erased, Trainer falling sick and closing in on death's door, and almost every single night thinking about his well-being; had all finally come to an end.

This night, I could feel nothing from his room or even the entire house. No agony, no despair, no nothing. It's peaceful. I'm used to staying awake so much that for tonight I find it to be strange, but it's not bad. For once in a lifetime, I had never felt more eager to get a good night's sleep without worrying about anything. My hopes get incredibly high, thinking that everything will only get better from now on.

The usual window where I usually sleep feels colder tonight. I don't mind having to deal with a mild nuisance every now and then. I've handled far better stress than this. However, this does remind me of something, where is Decidueye? I haven't seen her since I turned the lights off, and she's not in the room either. At least Vaporeon is already asleep on the couch, though.

'Wait, now that I think about it, Mewtwo is also gone.'

Where could they be?

Since I'm pretty refreshed, taking a stroll around the house to see what they're up to shouldn't hurt, right? I'm also curious about what Mewtwo is doing now that she is staying with us. I mentioned that she should be prepared when she's going to meet with Trainer. I wonder what she had planned.

I hop away from the window and amble until I get close to Vaporeon. She's all curled up, purring herself to sleep. She's the most active of us tonight, and I suppose she lifts the atmosphere singlehandedly. For a girl who spoke seriously before, she sure reactivates her inner joker quickly. Rest well, Vaporeon, and I'll expect you to be your usual self by tomorrow.

FWOOM

'........?!'

What?

I sensed something. It was very brief, yet it was immediately recognizable to me. It's the same energy and frequency as when the Trainer is crying. When his mood begins to dampen. But... everything should have been fixed. So... why is he crying?

What is happening?

My body reacts faster than my mind can. I have yet to realize it, but it was during this moment that I had almost entirely used up all my energy. I squeeze every last bit of strength I have left. My mental fortitude has been depleting since tonight, and it seems true even now. My rationality is absent, and only my instinct is left to guide me.

My movement becomes sloppy when I'm low on energy, and my mind can sometimes be intense. My previous calm self slowly fades away as I force myself into the Trainer's room. The door is locked, as I suspected, but I need to know what's happening inside. If what I thought is true, then all I have worked for had been all for nothing.

That's when I used the final remnants of my energy to forcefully open the door with my psychic power. I unlock it from within and open it to set my foot inside. But what I see surprises me.

'Huh?!'

Trainer is there on his bed. Laying on top of Decidueye. Bare naked, without any clothes, I can see from the distance that he is pinning Decidueye down on the bed. Is this what I thought it was? Are they engaging in that? But... I thought Decidueye went to sleep? Is this why she disappeared? Did she... took advantage of Trainer's better mental health?

No... No, that can't be right...

Having to forcefully open the door will produce some loud noise. Eventually, they notice me from across the room as I enter. Of course, it turns silent initially, but Trainer is the first to break the awkward atmosphere.