Ownedbymutt

Chapter 15 Day 654 I got a window seat. Even though I have flown on Reshiram too many times to count, I always get excited about flying. I figured taking off on a plane wouldn't be too different than on a Pokémon, but it took so much longer, making me impatient. It would start to back up slowly, turn, go straight and pick up speed, stop, and then go again. It took about fifteen minutes for us to actually get into the air, and I was shaking in my seat. N sat beside me looking bored as hell, and I resisted the urge to hit him and make him as excited as I was. It was beautiful. I didn't have my Pokeballs on me. No one could on the plane

NOT FINISHED. READ DESCRIPTION AFTER. Chapter 14 Day 652 I decided not to get out of bed just yet. I stared at the alarm clock that read 9:54 AM and played a little game with it. For the past ten minutes I was predicting when each minute would pass, and it was getting boring fairly quickly. I rolled over onto my right side and faced the wall. I didn't know if N was awake yet. I hadn't heard him get up, but then again, he was always up and about before me. I never heard him in the morning- he was so quiet. The only thing that would ever alert me to him was the smell of coffee that he'd always make (which was an efficient tool in getting m

Chapter 13 Day 650 I screamed. Even though the fire went out, the image stuck in my mind. I tried to remain still as the chills racked my body back and forth, throwing me even deeper into panic. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I kept seeing him opening his mouth, his eyes wide in fear as if he was in danger. He titled his head down a little, and that's when I saw it. What was left of his tongue… it was hacked off. Whoever did it tried to cut out most of it as possible- and it was obvious by the sick, mangled mess that it wasn't by someone who cared about his well-being. It was just endlessly looping. I began to cry hysterically.

Chapter 12 Day 650 I had fallen asleep on top of N for I don't know how long. All I knew was that Touya wasn't sitting beside us anymore, and that N still thought I was asleep. I kept my eyes closed as I had my face pressed into his neck, thinking. I hoped that this wouldn't be like last time, where we kissed and went back to acting normal around each other. I wouldn't let that happen again. It would be easy for N, since he wasn't the one that was taking the steps here. It was all me; I'm the one who throws herself at him. I'm the one doing all the work in this relationship… if you would call it a relationship. This was also differen

GUIS THIS IS A ONESHOT. NOT PART OF 624DAYSANDCOUNTING He turned over in the bed carefully, as to not wake her up. N stretched his body upwards, looking over her shoulder towards the alarm clock on the nightstand. It read eight twenty eight a.m. Sighing, he snaked his arm under the pillow and laid back down. To him and her, that was extremely early. They usually didn't wake up until at least ten, and even then, they'd lie in the bed for another half hour before getting up. That half hour or so was one of his favorite parts of his day with her. Just lying down with her was enough to make him blissful, but that wasn't the whole thing. The m

Chapter  10 Day 650 I stared at myself in the mirror. "I'm beautiful." I said, testing it. I immediately made a face. It just didn't sound right rolling off my tongue. "There you go," N said cheerfully from where he was laying on my bed. "But it doesn't sound right," I complained. "Keep saying it until it does." He suggested. "I don't think it ever will," I sighed. "Besides, it makes me look like an idiot." His eyes narrowed. "Being confident with yourself makes you look like an idiot?" He said with annoyance. I shook my head. "N, you really don't know girls at all." I declared. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and just gav

I was barely able to speak. "Why?" I managed to whisper. His eyes were dull and unmoving as he stared at me. "It keeps the monsters away." ---------------- Chapter 9 Day 648 N's words struck me so hard that I was almost winded. As I stared at him in disbelief, I had to remind myself to take a breath. "M- Monsters?" I asked softly. My tone painfully reminded me of the way mothers would speak to their children. He nodded, his gaze never leaving mine. I kneeled down in front of him so I was at his eye level, swallowing the bile I felt rising in my throat. I felt utterly sick to my stomach. "What do they look like?" I dared to ask. I al

Chapter 8 Day 647 The more I studied N's behavior, the more I realized that he acted like a Pokémon as opposed to a human.  His little stunt in the kitchen a few days ago reminded me how the male Pokémon acted in the spring: forceful and possessive. If I hadn't been attracted to him from the beginning, I would have been extremely freaked out. But now that my frustrated hormones were in full swing, it only made me want him more. Considering that the lust filled moment was only a show to drive a competitor away, it gave me little hope that I would be getting any anytime soon. I sat in the kitchen with Zoroark's head on m

Chapter 7. Day 645 Today is the start of N's third day staying at my house. It also marks the third day of my not being able to eat anywhere outside of the kitchen. When my mother suggested to N that he could help out with cleaning, he took it to a whole new level. It was his first day living here when he found me eating in the living room. He watched me eat like a hawk, his eyes flickering around my plate. The minute I was done, he rushed towards me, grabbed the plate and went to wash it. My mom thought it was hilarious. She would always crack a joke relating to N's housekeeping, but he was oblivious to her jabs. He would continue to at

Chapter 6 Day 635 I jumped at the sound of my mother opening the door. I checked the time. Five thirty, just as planned. I turned over to N quickly, "Okay, N. You remember everything I said?" He straightened up and saluted me, "Yes, Touko. Down to the very last word." I punched my palm. "Good. We can do this, just act the way I told you to act, okay?" After N's heartbreaking confession in the kitchen, I began to prep him on exactly how to act when my mother got home. If he was going to stay with me, then I had to convince my mom that it was a good idea. I gently grabbed his arm and led him over to the counter, where I had him sit down.