Love Will Find a Way (Pikachu x Buneary Fanfic Revised)

~Chapter * insert number that comes after 3*~ Battle Bois

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I'm bad at math. Don't judge me.

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And I'm doing accounting next year. Yeah, I set myself up to fail. Why? Fuck I don't know um... becaaaaaauuuuuussse IIIIIIIIII hâté myselffff. Well that and I was pressured in to doing it. Fucking  friends who I care about, cherish, and hold very dear. And also Mori. Her too. Code names are fun. Aren't code names fun? My friend um... my friend who's nickname is a letter knows who that is. Hmm. Words are nice. Oh yeah right. Story. Um okay let's do this now. Sorry that I like wrote 100 words or so about shit that doesn't involve the story in any way. It's late, I'm delirious, I want chocolate but I'm lactose intolerant and also on my period. I'm just loving life right now.

Conclusion of Author's Note I Guess

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I think I'm unwell. Whether or not I've got some kind of illness, there's definitely something awry in my body. I've been doing intensive training for years now, day in day out just battling to hone my skills along with my teammates. All of that constant stress has increased my physical strength, like the power of my attacks and my stamina. But, despite my heightened condition, I find myself out of breath even when standing still. This doesn't always happen mind you, it just comes at random and leaves and quickly as it arrived. I don't understand what's wrong with me... but I...

"Pikachu!" I hear a voice call from the distance. It's Ash calling me in for lunch. I sigh and make my way over. I can't let this get in the way of Ash's trip. This training, it's kept us segregated from the others for so long. I have to make sure that he enjoys this trip. I can worry about this ailment once we've returned home. 

I arrive at Ash, jumping up on to his shoulder and nuzzling his face. He walks over to a table Dawn had set up with lots of different food. Everyone else quickly arrives and we all start digging in. I'm almost done with my portion when I feel two warm hands grab me  from behind, lifting me up into the air. I turn around and see Infernape, who'd finished his bowl earlier, grinning up at me. "Yo." He says, putting me back down.

"That was... unnecessary." I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Ha, Yeah. Probably." He grins, rubbing the nape of this neck. "Hey uh, look. I know you was tryin to keep the peace earlier, but like..." Infernape punches his open hand, his expression changing from a light hearted grin to a bone chilling glare, "You knocked me straight on my ass in front of someone new, someone who seemed worthy of respect. So, I want to fight you to get even. Getting my ass kicked without me even getting in so much as a punch in was a knock to my pride. So, friend, you better buckle the fuck up, cause I'm about you beat your ass into next week."

I'm sure anyone else would have pissed there pants when a guy twice their size that's highly skilled in martial arts with really bad anger issues says that to them, but I know Infernape. We're like brothers. And when he said those words to me, all I could do was smile, glare back, and tell him to bring it on.

Making our way over to the battle field, we each take our respective sides. This is a no holds barred battle, and I'm ready to grind this monkey to a pulp. "You ready?" I yell, receiving a neck crack in response. Guess that's a yes.

3,

2,

1,

GO.

I hit the ground running, using agility to boost my speed. Infernape has been training along side me for years now, and all that training's sharpened his reflexes to their peak, and made an already incredibly strong Pokemon even more powerful. Speed is key here. Without buffing my speed, we're about matched, so I need to become faster than him to stand a chance at any close range encounters. I zip around the field, being careful not to whip up any dust. Piplup already showed me how it can be used against me, so I won't be making that mistake again. Infernape just seems to be sitting there, arms crossed and eyes flicking around to watch my movements. Running around his field won't get up anywhere. I'll come in close, electrifying myself. He'll use that opportunity to use dig. All I need to do is predict his movements and land a hit on him once he breaches the surface to strike.