Pokemon - Oleana's Maelstrom

Oleana was not prepared to find someone at her front door in the early morning, the local orphanage worker with a basket in hand with a baby boy inside asking her to take care of the baby. Reluctantly accepting the baby from the worker, she became the adopted mother to a beautiful blonde boy whose name was Naruto. [Naruto x Oleana] [Yandere] [Momdom]

Anyway, this story is going to be a short one, maybe three or four parts long. I will also make this a small 'series' of sorts, with you guys being able to choose a female from the RWBY-verse, Pokemon-verse, Naruto-verse or Yu-Gi-Oh-verse and we will go from there.

This story is probably going to be the more safer and less kinkier, or have less fetishes/kinks than any other story of this little mini-series, and from the looks of it so far, Raven and Yang are going to be the next family of the mini-series, with their own kinks and fetishes thrown in.

This little series will have things like; Femdom, Momdom (Adopted/Mother Domination), and Yandere, it will also contain underaged themes, if that makes you uncomfortable, then don't read.

P.S - If you guys really want to have a laugh about something that had been spammed to me by one guy, well then, please look at my other story reviews for someone named [Suck my Magnum Dong] It's so unfortunate that he/she wasted so much time of their life by spamming these reviews to every single chapter of my stories.

I think he was trying to be hurtful, but that was by far the funniest shit I have ever read in my entire life.

Magnum, if you are reading this, get a better hobby than to spam useless shit in reviews and do something productive with your life, get a job at Mc'D's and plan your life and do something that will actually benefit the world as a whole. Also, change your name, it sounds like your trying to be the 'cool' 12 year old and that you are trying to boost your ego to be even higher than your IQ points.

Seriously, I could jump from your ego down to your IQ and commit suicide.

Chapter 1

It was a rather simlpe day for the people of Hulbury city. Not only was the city a tourist hotspot because of the ports that are home in the city, allowing both tourists and citizens to have a nice relaxing day on the sea, away from the city and market aspect of the area, it was also home to the water gym of the region, the second gym that many gym challengers will face in their journey.

The smell of salt water and the ocean breeze never got old, otherwise, people wouldn't set up or live in the place for too long, the weather was always fine and always at a pleasant temperature, even when it was in the Winter seasons, it hardly reached uncomfortable levels. It truly was a place to live if you could handle all the flying and water type Pokemon thriving about.

As much as it is lively, it also has many other aspects, such as; water Pokemon were everywhere, along with many bird Pokemon, it also had some nice fishing spots by the bay, where one could relax by and fish away the day.

It was also home to one of the finest restaurants that one could find in the Galar region named; Captain's Table, and as the name suggests, along with the place that it was located in, it was a seafood restaurant that had many cuisines to suit the tastes of its customers, while also having a nice view of Hulbury Stadium and the docks nearby, while also having a great view of the lighthouse that lights the way for wayward ships at night, with the statues of Toxtricity as the 'guardian' of the city.

However, it was also home to a local orphanage, and that, is where our story begins.

The moon was beaming down rays of light, guiding the way for those unfortunate enough to leave work late or simply return from work that was located in another city, while the pale white moonlight was heavily contrasted with the orange and yellow lights coming from the street lights and the pale blue hue that was being emitted from the stadium itself.

It was also very quiet in the city at night, with most of the population sleeping, regaining energy that was lost throughout the day, all of the flying type Pokemon were nesting in their nest in the trees surrounding the city, and the water type Pokemon were doing what they were doing at night.

However, that couldn't be said for a cloaked figure walking through one of the many streets of the tourist destination.

Garbed in a long, yet clean black cloak that was covering most of the head and went down to the ankles, showing that the figure was wearing pale green sneakers, it was hard to make out whether the figure was a male or female, the cloak also concealed other articles of cloathing from view, the only identifiable things the figure had was the height, which was a rather short 5'4 and had coloured hair, which was light green in colour and had black tips.

Still, it wasn't enough to be identifiable properly, especially with so little being able to be seen.

In its hands however, it was holding a rather large and rounded woven basket, which looked like it was freshly purchased from a store.

The figure every now and again shook the basket, almost as if it was trying to calm something down inside of it, flashes of a bright blue blanket and small plush in a shape of a fox was also present within the basket.

Humming noises were heard coming from the figures mouth, almost like it was trying to make a harmony, it was soothing to listen to and was almost maternal in nature, like a mother would use to calm down a baby or young child.

As the figure kept walking, it kept on moving its head around from left to right, always focusing on its surroundings, almost like it didn't want to be spotted or caught. Finally coming to where its objective was, the figure took some time to look upon a sign it found near the steps leading to the building it was meant to deliver the package to.

Hulbury Orphanage

Nodding to itself, it made its way up the small concrete staircase leading up towards the main entrance of the building, where it was finally greeted with large wooden double doors that had some childrens drawing on them, some of them more faded out than others, which just meant that it was simply older than the rest.

Pulling down the hood of the cloak, revealing a rather cute girl with bright green eyes and pale skin that was unblemished by any marks or wrinkles. Bringing the woven basket up closer to her face, she gently leaned down and gave a small smooch on the face of the baby that was within the basket and underneath the bright blue blanket.

As soon as the girls lips met with the forehead of the small baby boy that had a small tuft of golden-blonde hair growing, he was covered in a small pink hue, before his small lips curled into a smile and he snuggled deeper into the blanket and falling deeper into his slumber, "Goodbye, and good luck." The girls voice was melodic and could soothing, making anyone fall under its embrace.

Gently placing the baby within the woven basket down by the front door, she pulled her hood up once again, concealing most of her body - barring some of her hair - from sight once again. Taking a deep breath, she took a step forward and knocked a few times on the large wooden double doors, once that was done, the girl sent one last look towards the baby and disappeared, leaving no trace of her being there except for the baby and the woven basket.

It was just a shame the girl didn't see the sign that was rather faded out and basically blending in with the color of the brickwork saying 'No more room' a very sad statement, considering that it meant that not another orphan could be taken into the establishment and for the fact that it meant that no one was adopting children faster than there were orphans being accepted into the building.

Anne was not pleased, as she was woken up rather abruptly from her slumber. Running the orphanage with a few of her friends and family - which held over fifty orphans ranging from small toddlers, to young boys and girls that were still waiting to be adopted into families - the building itself was a couple of decades old, and was simply refurbished into the local orphanage, as at one point in time, it was a mansion that belonged to one of the richest and oldest families in Galar.

Running the orphanage meant that she needed to have the government funding to keep it running, as it consumed a lot of electricty, powering some form of entertainment for the kids to enjoy, mainly being TV's, with the younger kids sharing one - normally three young kids to one TV - and the older kids being less comforting and using it for themselves. It also meant that the simple things in life, such as food and water and other supplies were very expensive to keep in stock all time.

It was an unfortunate thing, but they had to deal with it, when the refurbished the place into an orphanage, they knew what they were getting into, they did it so they could help those in need and those who needed to be cared for and nurtured, so they could do something when they were older.

Sighing to herself, she tightened the hold on the lamp she was carrying, which was lighting the way just enough so she could see ahead of her, there was no point in wasting electricty with such a trivial thing, especially that it would risk waking the others up.

Coming to a halt in front of the door, she swapped the lamp around in her hands, allowing her to use her dominant hand to open the door. Peaking her head out the door after moving a strand of her graying hair out of her vision, she looked around to see what could have caused the noise.

All she saw was the pale light of the moons rays and the orangish-yellow hue of the street lights.

GURGLE

The sudden gurgling noise coming closer to ground level only meant one thing - someone was either really young, or playing some elaborate prank - looking down to satisy her curiosity, she was met with a small baby in a basket.

Sighing to herself, she placed the lamp down on the ground, close enough so she could reach it again and gently took hold of the basket, seeing that the baby was obviously left on the doorstep and no one was in sight, it meant that it was left here, abandoned by his parents.

Sometimes, she really wondered why young couples were having babies when they weren't ready for the responsibility. It only caused trouble in the long run, and often led to more kids being dropped off at an orphanage, never to see there birth parents again.

Shifting the basket around, she noticed a note that was placed within the small baby's hands. Carefully grabbing the note from the grip of the baby, which she noted was rather strong considering he looked to be a few months old, as she squinted her eyes to clearly read the cursive and rather small writing, she was able to make out what it said, 'Naruto.' She thought to herself.

She was also intrigued by the... birthmarks? That he had on his cheeks, three whisker-like markings on either one, it honestly made him look even cuter, and a little feline like if she was honest.

It was a unique name, one that certainly was taken from the other regions, probably from either Kanto or Hoenn, as they had more of the unique names over in those regions.

"Come on, little one. We need to figure out what to do with you..." She muttered out softly, shifting the basket in her hands once again, before gently stroking the whisker marks on his cheeks.

While it wouldn't be too difficult to look after a baby, it was going to be a problem to look after him when he was growing up, 'Maybe I should get one of my friends to go around and try to find him a family.' She thought to herself, before picking up the lamp in her free hand and heading back inside, using her slippered foot to close the door behind her.

She was going to figure it out in the morning, so, in the meantime, the baby was going to sleep in her room, so she could be within reasonable distance should he wake up in the middle of the night.

To the few people that personally knew Oleana, she was definately not considered a morning person, in fact, mornings were her least favorite time of day, as it meant that she had to spend a lot of time doing her makeup again, making sure her hair was nice and presentable and not in some sort of wavy mess like it was when she woke up.

It would take her at least an hour to get ready, which also meant that she woke up one hour earlier than she would have liked.

Currently, she was in her pajamas, which consisted of a pale pink lace satin top that went down just bust her bust, with small shoulder straps holding it up. The rather risque article of clothing revealed her toned stomach - something she gained when she went around on her journey when she was younger - it also was struggled to keep her rather modest, high B-cup breasts inside the fabric prison. Her pajama shorts were of the same brand and were rather short, only covering a small amount of her thighs, leaving very little to the imagination.

The only other article of clothing that she had on were a cute pair of silvery-pink furred slippers.

Sitting on the couch in her living room, she was idly stirring her cup of tea - revealing perfectly manicured red painted nails - that was in a porcelain blue tea cup, even when stirring the tea, she could still feel the whisps of steam coming from the hot beverage that was freshly made.

Catching a glimpse of herself in the reflection of the television which was turned off, she saw that her long, blonde hair was neatly done and no longer had the mess of bed hair. It traveled down to her mid back, with two long and thin bangs going past her ears - which had black hoop rings in them - and resting just below her bust line.

Her pale skin was flawless and unblemished, making the skin look silky smooth.

Her thin eyebrows that were manicured daily contrasted the light colored eyeshadow she had, which further highlighted her vivid green eyes, one that hold self-confidence in them. She also has a rather cute button nose and her lips were highlighted with red lipstick.

All in all, she looked like someone who was very rich - which she was - and someone that many people would have wet dreams to, however, in her case, she hasn't even had a boyfriend yet. She just hasn't found the right one yet, which was why she had a few on and off girlfriends in the past.

Her friend, Rose, was currently in the negotian of making his dream come true, and that was making the Rose Tower, which was planned to be a massive building built in Wyndon, which would both act as the headquarters of his future company, which the name was not decided on yet, and also for a place where people can enjoy battling in a high risk and high reward scenario. Which was just another word for Battle Tower, ones found in most regions of the world, but instead, the final challenge would be the current champion.

KNOCK

KNOCK

Glancing at the clock on the wall - which was designed as as a Clefable - she saw that it was only quarter to eight, way too early for someone to be knocking at her door. Sighing to herself, she grabbed her Rotom phone, which was nearly fully charged and turned it on, before opening an app that allowed her to check her security cameras around the premises of her home.

She blinked a few times as she noticed that her security camera was showing one of the local orphanage workers, and the orphanage worker was holding a small woven basket with a blonde baby inside, and was trying to hide the hopeful look on her face as she was showing signs of stress.

Placing the phone down, she got up from her seat, taking the spoon out of her cup of tea and placing it down on the small plate that was holding the cup of tea with a small clinking noise and made her way over to her speaker system, where she pressed a button which would allow her to speak with the person outside her door.

"Hello, what can I help you with this morning?" She asked, trying her best to not sound too rude or allowing any signs of her morning voice to be heard.

"Oh, uh, it's Jill, from the local orphanage, and I was wondering if I could borrow some of your time."

Raising a dainty eyebrow at the obvious nervousness heard in her voice and how young it sounded, even over the electronic speaker system, Oleana decided that it was probably the first time that the orphanage worker was in the premises of a rich persons home.

"Alright, I will be there in a moment." With that, she pushed the button again, turning off the speaker system.

Glancing down at her current state of dress, she decided that it would be best to cover up some more, so she went back to the black leather couch and grabbed another article of clothing, this one being a rather simple dressing gown that was both warm and covered up her body better than what she was currently wearing. Putting it on and tying the robe around herself so it would stay in place, she relished the warmth that it provided, before heading off towards the main entrance of her rather luxurious home.

As she made her way through the main hallway, that was as clean as ever, with high quality floors that were made with marble, along the walls having a calming baby blue wallpaper, with pictures of various Pokemon and landscapes being hung up on hooks, giving it some more flair than normal, her mind was coming up with some things as to why an orphanage worker was at her doorstep.

However, as she thought more and more about it, she eventually came to a conclusion that she was trying to get herself to adopt a child, which she wouldn't want. Don't get her wrong, she loved babies and children, with them having the innocence and not having any burdens of the world placed down on them, however, she just wasn't ready for one yet, it wasn't for the fact that she didn't want one, she just didn't know HOW to be a mother to a child.

So now, she was coming up with reasonable excuses to turn down the baby, while trying to not sound rude or judgemental to the orphanage worker, and since the baby was still so young, she didn't have to worry about breaking his or her heart.

The baby would most likely never remember this meeting as he or she grew up.

Coming to a halt before she crashed into the front door - as she had once before - she blinked away those thoughts and put on her best social face.

Let it be known that Oleana wasn't all that great when it came to socialising with new people.

Placing a hand on the shiny silver door handle, she took a small breath before opening the door, wincing momentarily as the sunlight entered her eyes, quickly getting over the light change, she placed her attention towards the person who was standing in front of the door, and she winced internally as she saw the hopeful look on the workers face in person.

It was very hard to ignore, especially when it came from someone so young.

The orphanage worker was wearing the normal uniform of the local orphanage, one that looked bright and cheerful to keep the attitude and mentally of the place at a high level. It wasn't form fitting but it wasn't too loose either. The worker stood at about 5'6 and had light brown hair that was tied into a ponytail, with one bang framing her cheek, making her doe brown eyes pop out more, she could tell she was in the mid teens or late teens, as she still had some baby fat on her cheeks, along with a few pimples on her nose and around her lower lip.

"Yes?" Oleana inquired, crossing her arms over her modest chest, staring directly at the orphanage worker, trying her best to not look at the baby.

"Uhm, good morning, sorry to wake you." Jill murmured out, an embarrassed flush on her cheeks as she did so, looking back up and trying to meet Oleana's gaze, she continued, "Uhm, I was wondering if you want to adopt this baby, he is a few months old and is starting to grow his first teeth." She spoke out.

Oleana blinked a few times, while she was expecting it, she didn't think that Jill would be that blunt about it, "Why? Isn't there others that can adopt him?" She asked, still not looking at the baby in the basket.

Chuckling nervously, Jill's entire body language shifted, to one that was filled with confusion, "Well, everyone else who I have tried over the week has reacted negatively to him as soon as they come into contact with him." She revealed, much to the confusion of Oleana, who had no idea why that would happen, however, sensing the confusion at the older women, she continued, "We also can't keep him in the orphanage, the government has stopped funding us and we are struggling to keep the building running and keeping the children fed, we are starting with the younger children as that would keep a lot of pressure off of us." She also revealed to the older blonde woman.

Once Oleana heard that, she frowned, not liking how the government decided to pull the funding to keep the orphanage running, maybe it was because of the fact it wasn't a fully 'licensed' orphanage, but it was still an orphanage, one that made sure to keep some members of the future safe, sheltered and fed.

Sighing to herself, she decided to answer the young girl in front of her, "Let me see and hold the baby."

Jill nervously placed the basket down and picked up the rather chubby baby up from his blankets and handed him to Oleana, who accepted him in open arms, although, she wasn't holding him correctly, it wasn't that off, but it still wasn't the correct way to hold the baby.

Seeing this, Jill got over her bout of nerves and moved Oleana's arms into a better position, moving her arm that was under the baby and placing it so that the baby was leaning on her arm, with her hand supporting his head, "Here, you need to support his neck, and your lower arm needs to support his back and weight." She stated, only going as far to move the hand closest to her.

Oleana nodded at that, before gently shifting her other arm into the correct position, and once she did, she already felt that it was much more easier than what she was before, maybe because she evened out the weight distribution.

It didn't look like it, but he was a very heavy baby.

As Oleana brought her gaze down towards the baby, she felt her heart skip a beat at the sheer cuteness of him.

His chubby little cheeks were puffed out slightly, and she could see the odd markings on either cheek, and she had to repress an urge to rub them. His skin was peach colored, even if he wasn't in the sun a lot. He must have got the skin color from one of his parents. He was wearing a cute little top that was white in color and had a print of a Scorbunny on it, he was also wearing some tiny blue shorts. He was barefoot, so he was wriggling around a bit once the chilly breeze hit him.

All in all, he was adorable, and she didn't understand why others reacted negatively to him once they came in contact with him, for her, she was reacting the opposite, like she didn't want to let go of the sweet little thing. She wanted to protect him from the big, bad world and all of its negativity.

What she didn't know, was that she was actually smiling a motherly smile and was starting to exude an aura of maternal love onto the baby, something that orphanage worker saw and smiled, knowing that she finally found someone that could look after the kid.

"So... will you adopt him?" Jill asked, not even attempting to hide the hopeful undertone in her voice. She was becoming rather down in the dumps that people were becoming so negative towards the small blonde baby, every other toddler or baby they had managed to put into a family, and she didn't even know why that this baby couldn't.

Maybe it was the deities above that were making thier choices known, not allowing the baby to be adopted by anyone, they had to be perfect.

If that was the case, maybe this lady was the one who was meant to adopt Naruto.

"Huh? Oh..." Oleana was snapped out of her thoughts about the cute little baby in her arms as she heard that question, looking back up towards Jill, she saw the pleading expression on her face, it was probably against the law to try and convince someone to adopt a baby like this, but from what she heard, the orphanage was getting desperate at this point, running out of supplies and time while trying to find homes for the kids involved in the orphanage.

Looking down at the blonde baby, she suddenly stopped and it seemed like the world around her came to a screeching halt.

Looking back at her were the most beautiful blue eyes that she ever saw. Looking at her with childish innocence, with absolutely nothing tainting him either mentally or spiritually. It was like she was staring into the captivating ocean that was nearby and out of her bedroom window back in her home.

Now that she was locked in the gaze of the small and adorable baby, her heart was breaking out of its cold exterior and it felt like the walls that she placed up around it was crashing down, all from one look at the small baby. It didn't help that the baby was reaching up to her, like he was trying to gain the attention of his mother, and tried to smile, although, it really wasn't a smile, it was more of a gummy smile, but she could see a few teeth starting to exit the gums.

"Fine." She finally relented, before she brought the baby up closer to her face and she smoosed her cheek against his marked ones, eliciting a small giggle from the baby, "What do I need to do?" She asked, knowing that she couldn't turn back now and she was now in this, she needed to not only provide to herself, but try and get the best possible upbringing for the child she would now call her own.

It was going to be weird. She was now a mother, and now people will start treating her like one for the next few months.

Jill gave the brightest smile that she has ever seen, before she quickly scrambled through the basket once more and pulling out a few pieces of paperwork, along with a certificate - which would most likely be an adoption certificate - "All you need to do, is sign here, and read through the other pieces of paperwork and sign where appropriate, and we will take care of the rest." She said brightly, the sheer amount of relief that was in her voice was palpable.

Nodding her head in acknowledgement, Oleana handed the baby boy back over towards the caretaker, trying to ignore the deep panging in her chest as she did so, and quickly skimmed through the paperwork - since she was so used to skim reading, she was able to pick up on the important information quickly - and signed her name along the dotted line, before doing the same with the other pieces of paperwork.

As she finally came to the certificate, she was able to find out the boys name, along with other key information that he had currently, 'Naruto, huh, thats a nice name.' She thought to herself, it was a shame that she didn't have a last name that the boy could have, and it also seemed like he didn't have a last name either. As she quickly read through the other information that was presented on the certificate, she was able to see that his birthday was on October tenth, a few days before her own, that he weighed nearly six and a half kilograms, and that he also had a B blood type, in case anything happened and he needed that sort of medical attention.

Double checking that everything was in order and properly signed, she handed the paperwork back towards the caretaker, and, in return, she was handed little Naruto once more, and as soon as she came into contact with him, she felt at ease once again.

"Thank you so much, I do hope that you both have a great time, just please, treat him well." Jill said, ruffling the small tuft of blonde hair on little Naruto's head before she headed off, either to drop in the paperwork to her boss at the orphanage, or gowing straight to the hospital to get copies of the paperwork.

As Oleana watched the caretaker basically skip off, obviously feeling much more better about the day, she looked back down to the little baby in her hands, and saw that he was fast asleep and he was clutching at her robes in order to be as close as possible to her during his sleep.

Placing a small kiss upon his forehead, she smiled lightly, before bending down and grabbing the woven basket which had his bright blue blanket and a red fox plush in it, "Well... welcome home, Naruto. I promise I will try and be the best mama possible." She cooed out to the little baby- no, her new son in her arms.

Now, she only had a few problems that she needed to sort out, one of them was babyproofing her house and making sure that anything harmful is well out of the reach of her new son. Another one was that she needed to get the neccessary supplies for a growing baby and child, then, she needed to know how to actually be a good mother... maybe she could use the internet to find that one out.

All she knew was that her life was changing, and probably for the better.

END CHAPTER

Alright, I hope you enjoyed this beginning chapter of the new series that I am making. Depending on the older woman that is adopting Naruto, it will either be a single pairing or a double pairing - if she has another kid or not, or if they are twins or has a sister.

The kinks for this series will be; Femdom, Shota, Underaged Themes, Momdom, Auntdom, Yandere.

Like I mentioned earlier, please comment on any Older Woman or MILF from either of these universes to have a small series next; Naruto-verse, Yu-Gi-Oh-verse, RWBY-verse or Pokemon-verse.

Oleana is currently 22 years old as of this chapter, and will age accordingly to Naruto's age. So, if he is eight, she will be 30 years old and so on.

This is part 1 of 3.