Training Isn't Just for Moemon: Electric Boogaloo Ch. 11

My tongue tangled in a frenzy with that of my pikachu, as we stumbled back into the motel room. I sucked on her lips, tasting her as I worked to get her out of the brown leather jumpsuit she wore. If not for the red circles on her cheeks, I'd have sworn she were blushing, as her clothing finally came free.

Screw, Trixie. I don't need her. I've got new friends. New moemon. Ones that won't stab me in the back, no matter what.

"Oh, Master!" Tess sighed happily as I groped her body, all over. Her breasts were soft and plump, not to mention far more impressive than Trixie's. Even the way her body grinded against mine was enough to drive me insane. As she shoved me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me, my eyes met hers and in them I could see a slight hesitation.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked, pausing our romantic encounter.

"Nothing," she lied, before burying her face in my neck and holding me close. "Just...are you sure about this, Master? I don't want you to do this just because...you know…" My heart was racing, but it was less from passion and more from utter anger and contempt.

As much as I wanted to do this, she had a point. What sort of monster would I be if I took out my anger with Trixie on the other moemon. "Your right...I'm sorry, Tess. You deserve better," I sighed, sinking back against the headboard.

Moving closer to me, she sat beside me, snuggling close. "No, Master...you deserve better. Trixie shouldn't have done what she did. It's not fair to you. She knows how you feel about her. She says she feels the same way, too."

"Does she though?" I asked snidely. "Who would want a boyfriend that can't help but to screw everything with two legs anyway?"

"Don't say that, Master," Tess pleaded.

"It's true."

"It's not! Look at all the people who love you, Master! I love you! Trixie says she loves you! Lara and Miku and Risa and Serqet, we all love you! Don't insult that love by saying you're not worth it. Don't tell me that the man I fell for isn't worth my feelings."

For a moment, I was silent. This time, Tess kissed me. Her lips felt like silk on my cheek, and I couldn't help but hold her against me. "I love you, too, Tess."

"Wh-what?" A voice asked from the door. Looking up, my eyes found Trixie standing there. "You love Tess, now?" Trixie asked, tears in her eyes. "I thought you loved me."

"Funny, so did I," I growled back.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Don't play dumb, Trixie," Tess snapped, standing from the bed to move between us. "We saw you!"

"We had a deal, Tess."

"That deal ended when you shoved your tongue down another guy's throat!"

"What?! What are you talking about? Renard?" she asked, staring at me.

I tried to open my mouth to speak, but Tess interrupted me. "Don't talk to him. He's not going to stick up for you! We saw you making out with Chad, Trixie."

"But...but...he kissed me!"

"Oh yeah, you were putting up a real fight! I'm sure your tongue-in-mouth defense was really effective to drive home that you meant 'no'."

"That's enough, Tess," I interjected. Moving beside her, I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at Trixie. "Tell me the truth, Trix. What happened there? Don't tell me 'nothing' because I saw it with my own eyes."

My Vulpix looked as if she were about to cry. "I'm serious, Renard! Nothing happened," she tried. "He came up to me while I was trying to find you and he just straight out told me he loved me then he kissed me. I was so shocked, I didn't know what to do, so he left. That's it! You know I love you, Renard."

After a moment, I took a deep breath. "Tess, put on your clothes."

"Y-yes, Master," she stammered, moving to get redressed. I grabbed my pokeballs and strapped them around my waist as I went for the door.

"Wait, Renard! Where are you going?" Trixie asked me.

"I'm going to find Chad and I'm going to beat his ass."

"No, Rendard, don't!"

"Fucking why not?!" I boomed, wheeling on her in absolute fury. "Why the hell shouldn't I? If you're telling the truth, he not only forced himself onto my girlfriend but on to my best friend! That deserves an assbeating!"

"He didn't know we were together!"

"Bullshit, Trixie! We've been together since we were kids! You may have been too cowardly to admit that you loved me, but I've always loved you, Trixie. Chad's just a stuck up asshole who wants what he can't have and I'm going to end it once and for all."

"That's not fair! You know why I was scared. If I told you that your mother…"

"My mother what, Trixie? She'd beat you? Hit you? Cut your throat and leave you in a ditch? How did she threaten you Trixie? Did you even try to tell her that you loved me or did you just decide to keep your mouth shut so you could give out handjobs without having to get attached to the person connected to them?!"

There was a loud pop as Trixie slapped me hard across the face. "She threatened to take you away from me, you bastard! I was scared that if I said something I'd never see you again!" Her entire body was heaving as tears formed in her eyes. "She said she would release me and wipe away my memories of you! Do you know how much that would hurt me, Renard? I'd rather die than ever lose you."

Silence settled over us as I walked up to her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and drawing her close. She sobbed heavily into my chest, trying to breathe past her choking tears. "Shh, shh," I urged her, stroking her hair. "I'm here, Trixie. I'm right here."

"I really do love you, Renard. Please! You have to believe me!"

"I believe you," I told her. "Deep breaths, that a girl, just calm down and relax. I'm not going anywhere, okay?"

She let out a rough cough as she tried to catch her breath. I continued to scratch her behind her pointed ears, and soon her tears had all but dried.

Nuzzling against her, I whispered to her. "Tell me you aren't split on this. Tell me please that you love me and not Chad. I've always felt like I didn't have as much as he did. His sister is kind of like his mom, and Professor Oak was basically his dad. What kept me through it all was you. I had you and that was something he could never take away from me. Promise that you love me and don't love him."

"Of course I love you, Renard. I could never love Chad or anyone the way I love you. But...I do think that Chad may not be as we anticipated before. He...said something to me. Something that kind of bothered me. He said that he grew up alone, because the two of us were always together, but we excluded him."

I closed my eyes thinking back over the past. "We didn't exclude him. He excluded himself. He could have been our friend, but instead, he decided to be a jerk and mess with us all the time."

"But Renard, how is that any different from how we mess with each other? Is it possible that Chad was just trying to joke around with us, but that it seemed like we were being bullied?"

A chill ran down my spine. I didn't want to think that that was the case. We'd been enemies our entire lives. He couldn't possibly…"Well, then what do we do? I understand forgiving him, but shouldn't we clarify our position? We're a couple, and he can be our friend if he wants, but that you and him just aren't going to happen."

"I think that's hardly your choice to make Renard. You're not able to control who I date and don't date," she huffed.

"Do you want to date him?"

"No."

"Then what's the problem?"

"That you're telling me I can't."

"I'm not…" I paused, taking a deep breath and rubbing my temples. "Damn it, Trixie. Are we boyfriend and girlfriend, yes or no?"

"..."

"If it isn't yes, then the answers 'no'," I informed her bluntly.

"I don't know."

"You don't know?!"

"I don't know! What would it even mean being boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Well, it'd mean you wouldn't date Chad, obviously!"

She rolled her eyes. "Right. And I suppose you won't date anyone else either, right, Renard? You'd never screw any other girl but me. I'd be the only one you kissed and hugged, right?"

"That's not fair."

"Oh? It's not? Why isn't that fair?"

My blood was boiling in my veins as I stomped my foot. "You know damn well why it isn't fair!"

"So you get to screw whoever you want and blame it on some stupid family curse, and I'm just supposed to go along with it? How did you think I'd feel about this Renard? That I'd just watch you bang Tess and everyone else and be perfectly okay with it?"

"I'd expect you to not use it as an excuse for you to sleep around, Trixie!" I snapped.

The two of us fell silent for a long time. "I didn't sleep around," she finally stated.

"You make it sound like you want to."

"Right now, all I want is to wake up from this nightmare back in Pallet Town with the man I thought I loved," she huffed.

"All I want is the woman I thought loved me to say that she wouldn't be happier with someone else. Then again, maybe that's asking too much of you."

"I am not the bad guy here!"

"And neither am I!" I roared. "You know the difference between us Trixie? It's not the curse. The difference between the two of us in this relationship is that I'd give anything to only be with you for the rest of my life. There's nothing stopping you, but you're willing to throw it away and call it my fault. I'm going to bed. I'll take the couch tonight."

"Renard, don't walk away from me!" she demanded after me, but I ignored her. Flopping onto the couch bed, I rolled over away from her, wrapping the blanket around myself and shutting my eyes tight.

"Nice work, Red," Tess growled at Vix before coming over to me. "You okay, Master?"

"Not now, Tess. Just leave me alone," I murmured. Holding up her pokeball, I recalled her back inside before setting it down on my nightstand. I stared at the sixth pokeball, the one that Trixie hated being inside of so much. Inside, I was questioning whether or not I was that petty. If you do it, I told myself, then that just means that you're proving her right.

"You know what? Fine! You want to pout, then just go ahead and pout. I'll go stay the night in Chad's room tonight," she huffed, going for the door.

Fear gripped me and before I could even stop myself, I'd rolled over, pokeball in hand and leveled it at her. "Trixie, return!" I commanded, causing her eyes to widen before the crimson beam struck her in the chest, drawing her into the pokeball.

Panic immediately began to set in as I stared at the ball in my hand, dropping it with a yelp of shock. I couldn't believe I just did that. She was going to be so pissed! Oh God, oh God, what do I do? Staring at the ball, I went over my options.

I could release her, but she'd be pretty angry and probably just storm out anyway. I could keep her there overnight, but who knows what hell she'd raise in the morning. I could just keep her there until after the gym battle, but she'd be stewing in it for so long it'd just make her angrier rather than cooling her down.

That left me with one final option. Placing her pokeball on the scanner, I began to punch keys in on the holo-keyboard until she was inserted into the P.C. Putting the virtual inserter over my head, I closed my eyes and when I opened them, we both stood in a virtual plain. It was empty for the most part, save that Jewel and Serqet were residing not far away, their eyes closed and dozing sleepily.

Almost immediately, Trixie pounced on me, taking me to the ground. "You son of a bitch!" she screeched, hammering at my digital body with her fists. "How dare you?! I can't believe you would do this to me!"

Catching her wrists, I stopped her. "That's enough, Trixie," I murmured.

"No, it's not nearly enough!" she argued. "I could sit here, kicking you in the balls for the next week and it still wouldn't be…"

"Enough!" I interrupted. "I'm releasing you, Trixie."

Fear washed over her features. "What? No, Renard, you can't…!"

"You were right," I told her. "It isn't fair. It's not fair that I expect you to be loyal to me, knowing that I can't promise you the same thing. It's obvious Trixie, that you have a lot of thinking to do. If you didn't push Chad away, it's because somewhere inside of your heart, he's there." I released my grip on her. "To release you, I had to put you in the PC. I'm going to initiate the release sequence now, then you'll be free to do whatever you want, okay? If you want to go stay with Chad, then you can. You're not bound to me, Trixie. I don't own you."

Pulling up the menu, she pinned me down to the ground. "Renard, no, please!" she begged, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm sorry, okay! I'm sorry I called you a son of a bitch! I'm sorry I kissed Chad, just please don't do this to me! I don't want to leave you. Please. Please." As her pleading became more desperate, it caused me to hurt more and more.

"Don't you get it, Trix? I can't be what you want me to be. I can't be your boyfriend. I can't just be your love, no matter how badly I want to. And believe me, I want to so very badly. I hate this stupid curse. I hate having a dark Renard inside of me. I'd give anything to make him go away, just so we could be happy together. But I can't. He's part of me, and if you can't love that part, then you can't love me completely. I love everything about you Trixie, and it isn't fair of me to ask you to do the same."

"Please, you don't have to do this," she begged again. "I don't want to be released. I'm scared I'll forget you."

"Would that really be so bad?" I asked.

She threw her arms around me, burying her face in my neck. "Yes," she wheezed. "Renard you're the only thing that makes me happy. Without you, I would be empty. I know I don't love Chad, because he could never come close to being as big of a part of my life as you are."

"But my mother forced you to…"

Trixie shook her head. "No, she didn't force me to do anything, Renard. Don't you see? I didn't leave you, because you mean more to me than anything your mother could do to me. If she'd threatened you, Renard...I'd gladly have risked losing my memory to keep you safe. I'm sorry I struggle to tell you my real feelings, but here they are, okay? I love you. I need you in my life. I want you as my boyfriend and lover and everything else, because even if I get mad at you sometimes and even if I have to share you with Tess and everyone, it's okay because I still have you. It would only be worse if I wasn't your moemon and still loved you. I get to be with you all the time, every day. That's all I could ever ask for."

"I just don't understand why it's so hard for you to simply say that you don't love Chad. Not even yesterday, you thought he was the biggest asshole in the world. If someone would have asked you to pick between us, you'd have laughed in their face. What happened?"

"It's just…" she began, trying to find words, until there was a ringing noise coming from all around us.

"Oh...that's probably Mom calling."

Trixie nodded. "You should talk to her."

"Yeah…Put a pin in this?"

"Sure."

It continued to ring for a few more moments before I finally patched her into the P.C. As my mother manifested before my eyes, she gave me a big grin. "Hey there! How's my big man doing, hmm?"

I had to resist the urge to run and hug her before spilling my guts. She had a lot to answer for, and honestly, this was probably a better way to have this conversation. "Mom, we need to talk."

"Oh? Is something wrong?"

"Yes. I met Dad today."

Immediately, her face took on a flash of panic. "I see. That's wonderful honey. I'm sure he was very happy to see you. It's been so long after all."

"He's never seen me, Mother. He didn't even know I was born! You've been lying to me my entire life.

"Yes, well…"

"And the birthday cards? Let me guess, you wrote those yourself. It'd make sense. You told me Dad was busy being champion. You didn't say anything about him being married!"

May sighed, stepping closer to me and gently ruffling my hair. "I'm so sorry I lied to you honey," she said. "Your father had a lot of problems with his own father, your grandfather. I didn't want you to grow up with the same problems he had, so I tried to keep them from you. I should have told you a long time ago. Your Dad is not a good person, Renard. I tried to make him into a hero for you, but that was wrong of me."

I quickly slapped away her hand, stepping back from her. "How can you say that? Dad has saved the world, twice! What have you ever done that makes you so much better than him, huh?"

"Well for starters, I raised you, didn't I? Did you ever go hungry? When you were sick, was he the one who took care of you? No, I did! I am your mother, Renard, and you will treat me with respect."

"You didn't even give him the chance to take care of me! You didn't tell him that I was born. In fact, he doesn't even remember having sex with you! So how is it that I look just like him, Mom? Did you artificially inseminate behind his back? Or maybe you drugged him and…"

My mother's virtual hand made contact with my cheek hard enough to send me to the ground, causing Trixie's eyes to widen as she ran to my side. Taking my arm, she looked up at May in shock. The fear she felt from her was tenfold now as anger and rage filled his mother's vision. "Let's get one thing straight, Renard. Your father lied to me. He tricked me, deceived me, swore that he loved me, and what did he do? The moment another woman batted her eyelashes at him, he dumped me. Your father has saved the world twice, and believe me, I still care for him deeply, but he is far from being a good man. I'm not perfect, but don't believe everything he tells you, either. One thing that I can say that he can never disprove is that I love you, Renard. You will always be my son, and if your father wants to try to take that from me, then I would put him in the ground before losing you. Understand?"

"That's not all," I groaned, getting back to my feet. "So my father sleeps around. I get it. He's sick. You're sick. I know about it, Mom. Trixie told me everything."

May's eyes fell on my moemon. "Why you dirty little…"

I quickly pushed my Vulpix behind me. "No, Mom! You don't get to bully her anymore! She's not your puppet! She's not a doll to be played with and she's not some pet you can whip when she won't do tricks for you. She's my friend! She's a person, just like you and me, and even though she's a Moemon, I love her! Do you know how badly you've hurt her, Mom?"

"Renard, you can't treat her like a human. She's not…"

"Yes, she is!" I snapped, stomping my foot. "She has feelings and emotions. You sent her with me because you know that she would take care of me. You know that she loves me! That should be more than enough proof that she's a person."

"Trixie…" May growled, but I just stood there sternly.

"No! No more, mother. You're talking to me now, not her. Trixie is my moemon. She isn't yours anymore, you gave her to me. I will train her how I see fit, regardless of what you think. I say, she doesn't have to listen to you anymore, and I say she's free to love me however she wants!"

"Renard, please…" Trixie whimpered, trembling beside me.

Turning away from her, I tilted her chin to look at me. "Listen carefully to me, Trixie. Everything you said about us is exactly how I feel. I never want to lose you, so I won't let anyone take you from me."

"I've no intentions of taking her from you," my mother stated crassly behind me. Looking at her over my shoulder, she stood there with a stern expression. "However, as I said before, I am your mother and you will treat me respectfully, Renard. You will not talk to me the way you just did before, am I clear? Otherwise, so help me, I will go to Cerulean City and drag you back home myself. While we're talking about love, don't you think that I love you, Renard? I'm your mother. I'd give my life for you, Renard. You're my son."

"But do you really love me, Mom? Or do you just love me for my cum?" The question was punctuated with sadness. How could I possibly know? My addiction would make her say whatever I wanted to hear to keep me around.

"Oh, honey," she sighed, cradling her cheek in her hand. "Of course, I love you. Don't you know why I kept all of this from you? I did it to protect you!"

"Protect me? Protect me, how?"

May hesitated for a moment, shifting from one foot to the other nervously. "Think of it like this. You can't help when the other side of you takes over, right? Trixie told me about your little dark Renard. Well, my addiction is similar. Believe me, I've tried to fight it and control it, but it bores into your mind, honey. It stays there like a parasite and it's constantly demanding more. If I lost control Renard, it'd have scarred you for life. Could you imagine being sixteen years old and suddenly your mother, the one person you've trusted your whole life, started molesting you? You'd hate me, Renard, and I couldn't do that. That's why I threatened Trixie. That's why I kept it a secret. She fed my addiction safely, and that in turn kept you safe. I'm sorry to tell you this, I know it must be disturbing for you to talk about."

"It's really that bad, isn't it?" I asked. "I'm so sorry, Mom. I had no idea."

May gave a half-hearted laugh. "Then I suppose that means I've done my job well. You're a grown man now, Renard. You have problems of your own to focus on instead of your mother's problems. Besides, with you away from home, that means you won't have to worry about your mother anymore."

I shook my head. "That's not true, Mom. I mean, I am a grown man, but just like you'll always love me, you'll always be my mother. I can't stop that, and I wouldn't want to. You really did raise me well. From now on, I'll start sending you samples through the mail, okay? Trixie and I may have found an alternate source for the addiction, so if it pans out, I'll let you know."

"What do you mean?"

"We think someone managed to create a synthetic version of Dad's...stuff. If we can figure out how they make it, maybe we can make it for you. At least until we find an actual cure."

May scratched her cheek, averting her eyes. "Oh honey...I don't think that's possible."

"Why not?" I demanded. "You won't know unless we try."

"Renard, I have tried. I've been trying for over eighteen years. In order for my addiction to be filled, it has to not fall outside of a temperature scale, which means no heating or refrigerating it. It must be consumed from the body in a certain time. More than a day and the effect is gone. If someone were to synthesize it, they'd have to make it and give it out within the day before throwing out what they made at the end of it. It'd be too expensive, not to mention that there would literally be truckloads of unused sperm being dumped somewhere and that sort of thing doesn't avoid attention. Trust me, I know."

Trixie looked confused. "Wait, how would you know that…"

"It's not important, Trixie. What is important is that you continue your journey filling the pokedex."

"We will, Mom. Tomorrow we're going to do some more training and take on the Cerulean Gym. We still have two routes to take samples of before we leave for the next town. Will you be meeting us before we leave?"

"Afraid not, honey. Professor Oak and I will be far too busy with research for a while. Tell you what: discover at least 30 types of pokemon, then I can come visit you for a little congratulations, okay? Be good. Be sure to listen to Trixie, okay? She's a good girl, and she knows what's best for you. Toodles."

"Bye…" I waved, just as the call shut off.

With a sigh, I turned back to my Vulpix who stood there nervously. Shifting from one foot to the other, she looked like she was waiting for the axe to drop from a headsman. Taking a deep breath, I pulled up the Release mechanism.

She watched me, and I could see the heartbreak in her eyes. That pain turned to confusion as I stepped away from the panel to take her hand in mine and pull her beside me. "Trix, I'm giving you a choice, okay?" I told her. "I love you. Really, I do. Mom was right about dark Renard. It does burrow into your head. I can't promise that he'll go away, and believe me, I'm trying to control it. But if you slept with Chad...if you went with him instead of me...I don't think I'd ever be able to live it down. I'm giving you this choice for a reason, Trixie. You can release yourself from my control. If you do, you can make whatever choice you want. Stay. Leave. Doesn't matter. I'll always love you anyway. If by some horrible twist of fate you do forget me, I'll spend forever getting you to remember me. I'll never abandon you, understand?"

"Why are you doing this?" she choked.

"Because if you don't release yourself, Trixie, you'll be telling me that you are certain about this. Don't stay with me because you think that's what I want. Stay with me because that's what you want to do. Understand? Take all the time you need to make your choice. I won't judge you. I'll even log off if you want some privacy to…"

I didn't even get to finish my sentence. She hit the cancel button so fast that it was as if she hadn't listened to a word I'd said. "You're such a stupid idiot, do you know that?" she murmured. "How could you think I'd ever choose anyone over you. All I'm saying is we should try to be nicer to him. It was wrong of me to pretend like I was going to stay the night with him. I wanted to hurt you because I was hurting."

"I thought you didn't like me telling you not to stay with him," I told her.

"I don't."

I bit my lip. "Trixie, I'm so confused. I really don't understand."

Walking to me, she shoved me down onto my back before crawling on top of me. Staring deep into my eyes, I could see the tears forming in her own. She placed her lips lovingly against mine, and I in turn pressed back against her.

"I don't want you telling me not to stay with him, Renard...because you should know better than that. You've proven to me time and again that you know that you don't own me. You don't control me. I've never been afraid to speak my mind around you. So why would you ever think that I'd let you accuse me of staying with you when I wanted to leave? That hurts me, Renard. You should know by now that you're the most important thing in my life."

I threw my arms around her, pulling her tightly against me. "Oh, Trix. You're the most important thing in my life, too."

"I know," she said with a soft smile. "You've already shown me once but...would you mind showing me again?" To accent her meaning, her hand dragged along my chest, towards the bulge that was clearly beginning to form in my pants.

"I'd love to, Trixie. But maybe we should…"

"Yeah. Let's take this to the bedroom, huh?"

With one last kiss, I logged us out of the PC.

To be continued...