Hey! My second N and Touko/White/ Hilda fanfiction! I hope you all enjoy it!

Couple: N and Touko/White/ Hilda (The name used will be Touko.)

I do NOT own Pokemon, Game Freak does.

Without further ado, enjoy!

Chapter One: Silent Heroine

"Touko…Wake up honey. It's your birthday." A woman in her mid-thirties tried waking up her child. A girl at the age of 16, who looked like a younger version of the woman, fluttered her eyes open. "Morning Touko. Happy 16th birthday." The woman smiled.

All the girl did was nod with a bored look.

"Go downstairs, I'll tidy up your room. Your breakfast is all ready for you." The woman, Touko's mother, told her daughter. Another nod came her way. The teenager obediently did what she was told. The mother sighed, "I still can't believe it's been six years now."

. . .

"Touko!" A blonde haired girl ran right into the door. Luckily, the door didn't fly off its hinges. The silent girl with brunette hair, who was trying to eat cereal, looked up at the strange woman. "Happy birthday, Touko White!" She yelled out in glee, running over to her. Touko picked up a board and wrote on it:

Morning Bianca. Thanks for the birthday wishes. Followed by a smiling emoticon.

"Bianca!" A blue haired man ran inside the house as well, panting. "How many times do we have to tell you; do not charge into Touko's home like a wild animal!" He growled. Touko picked up a board eraser and erased everything she just wrote. She picked up her small marker again:

Morning Cheren! Touko didn't erase the smiling emoticon.

"Good morning Touko. Happy 16th birthday." Cheren flashed his rare smiles. Touko nodded.

"Touko! Touko!" Bianca yelled out. "Guess what! For your birthday, Professor Juniper is sending us three starter Pokémon! Cheren! Go get the box." Bianca ordered, her usual smile not fading. Cheren sighed, seeing that even if he refused, there would be no way he could win. In was gone in a minute.

Bianca… How am I supposed to be a trainer? Touko held up her board.

"Huh? What do you mean by…?" She trailed off. Touko pointed to her neck. "Oh. Right…" The cheery blonde's mood suddenly vanished. "Well, Cheren and I will be there to help you through! We'll see through to that wish!" She smiled.

Really? Promise?

"I promise." The blonde smiled.

"Hey, Bianca, I have the box. Help me out here, would you?" Cheren called out. Bianca nodded, opening the door for Cheren. Cheren carried in a huge purple box with a green bow. Touko's eyes glistened, yet her facial expression never altered. The man with blue hair gently set it down on the spot next to Touko.

"What are you waiting for? Open it!" Bianca smiled.

I can?

"It is your birthday." Cheren murmured, a slight blush was visible on his face.

Thanks you guys. You are the best friends anyone could ask for…

"Open in!" Bianca whined. Touko nodded, unwrapping the purple present. Inside were three red and white balls.

"Go on and choose first, Touko." Cheren mumbled, placing a hand on her shoulder. Touko shivered violently, still unused to the single touch of contact on her body. Seeing this, Cheren took away his hand. "Sorry."

With another nod, Touko picked up the ball on the far right. She threw the ball on the ground, a red light emitting out of it. It was Oshawott; the water type starter. Oshawott stared at its new master with such great curiosity. The two commenced their staring contest.

"Well, I'll choose this one!" Bianca grinned, choosing the one on the far left. It was Tepig; the fire type starter Pokémon.

"That leaves me with this one." Cheren sighed, picking up the middle ball. It was Snivy; the grass type starter Pokémon. "Hey, you look pretty strong." Cheren smiled to the snake-looking Pokémon.

"Aww! You're so cute!" Bianca hugged her new Pokémon. Touko and Oshawott were still at their battle. Not either one moved a single inch. "I think I'll name you Piggy-boo!"

"That's such a lame nickname, Bianca." Cheren hissed in disgust.

"Fine! How does Piggy sound, then?" Bianca laughed while the pig Pokémon jumped in glee. "What are you going to name yours, Cheren?"

"Snake." He whispered. The green Pokémon cooed under his hand, happy about its nickname.

"So unoriginal! And not cute!" Bianca pouted.

"Like yours was any more original!" The two bickered for a while; forgetting about Touko and Oshawott.

"What are you going to name yours, Touko?" Bianca asked.

"Bianca…!" Cheren hissed.

"Huh? O-oh! I forgot again!" Bianca gasped. "I'm so sorry, Touko!" Touko slowly opened her mouth, ready to speak. "What…? Touko, are you going to speak? Really? Come on, you can do it!"

No sound.

Sighing, It's useless guys. I'm never able to speak again.

"Touko, this little thing won't last forever." Cheren sighed.

"Yeah!" Bianca whimpered, fighting tears falling out of her eyes.

I want to nickname it Tyson.

The both Touko's friends stared at each other in amazement. Touko, on the other hand, looked down at the ground.

"So, how do you feel about that Oshawott? You like being called Tyson?" Cheren asked for Touko. The water Pokémon grinned and nodded, jumping into Touko's lap.

"It likes you!" Bianca sighed in relief.

I'll go get ready. I want to leave today. Touko wrote, walking away. She wanted to hide her scarlet blush. Tyson skipped right behind her.

. . .

"Take care you guys, okay?" Professor Juniper smiled. Touko held Tyson protectively in her arms. Somehow, Tyson hates his Poké ball.

Bianca looked a bit worn out. She had a large argument with her father and stormed out of her house. Her eyes were a little red, indicating that she was crying. Touko noticed this, and placed and hand on her shoulder reassuringly, avoiding eye contact. Even with her close best friends, Touko cannot feel at ease.

Cheren on the other hand, looked pretty normal. His parents cried for a bit, hugged him, but that was really it. They didn't give him a hard time like Bianca.

"Come on! All together now! Our first step towards out journey!" Bianca smiled, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Wait!" Someone called out. It was Touko's mother. She tackled Touko, hugging her tightly. She, too, slipped a few tears. "I'm going to miss you, honey. Here, take these. This will help you on your trip." She handed her a new pair of shoes. "Running shoes, they're called. Also, here are a few markers on your journey for your board."

Nod.

"I'm really going to miss you honey." She hugged her daughter once more, knowing she won't be able to see her for a very long time.

I'll miss you too, mom. Touko wrote.

"Write or call me every day."

Yeah.

"Don't eat too many sweets." Her mother giggled slightly.

I know.

"Be safe out there. I only want you to be safe…" She sighed. Touko rolled her eyes.

I'm going ahead. And like that, she walked off.

"Hey! What about us! Touko, you betrayer!" Bianca whined, running after her silent friend. The three people stood in silence.

"Well, I better be-"Cheren started.

"Cheren, take good care of Touko." Touko's mother pleaded.

"Yes, I will." Cheren sighed softly. He knew that Touko's mother could be extremely over-protected of her only daughter.

"Also, if it's possible… I'm sorry if this is a burden on you…" The mother mumbled.

"What?" He raised a brow.

"Please… Help cure Touko from being mute." The woman asked while a few more tears slipped. All three were silent again.

"I will." Cheren promised, walking over to his quick friends.

. . .

That was the first chapter/ prolouge! I'm thinking of putting the story in eithe third person (what this whole story was written in.) or Touko's perspective. What do you think I should do? Leave a review with your answer!

Also, yes, Touko is a mute in this story. But, she's not mute from birth, she actually has selective mutism. (Wiki is your friend, and mine.) The way Touko communicates is using a board; her text will appear like this. (Italicized and Bold printed.)

How does N fit into the plot? Guess you're gonna have to wait and find out. (Enter creepy, melodiac music.)

I hope you enjoyed!