cringe "fanfic"

	Do you know what love is? I've got a pretty solid grasp on the concept...but is there more to it than just the relationship two people can share? Is it just an idea? A feeling? Is it more than a feeling? A physical thing you can touch? An action you undertake? It's a question i'm sure every individual asks themselves at one point or another in their lives. As said previously, I know what the concept of love is. But what does it mean to be in love with another? What does it mean to have the one person you love more than anyone in the world recipricate your feelings in kind? What does it mean to be loved? What should you feel? Are you expected to even feel anything? Most say it's when you get a fluttering feeling in your chest and your hearts pounds harder than an Alolan native beating a drum. Others say it's when you see nothing but the one who you cherish most...not in the literal sense of course. If Pokéstar Studios has taught me anything, whenever the climax of a romantic movie comes around and the protagonist or lead role confesses thier love for the other, it usually involves rainfall, a huge kiss and finally ends when the camera pans up to the sky. Believe it or not, i'm not one for the huge Pokéstar movie endings. I just wanted something simple. I wanted to be held at night by a person who I knew would never leave me. To have them be by my side in sickness and health, rich or poor, ugly....or in his case, beautiful. Unlike those who haven't found luck out there though, I know who my other half is. I know who I want to hold me in their arms at night. When we make love a physical action, I want him to be my partner. And if I hadn't made myself apparent, this man, my trainer, means everything to me. I adore him with all my heart and soul. I am his soulmate and I know he is mine. I don't know what I would do without him. I'm fairly certain that now that I have been around him so long, that I can't live without him. I believe that Arceus put us together and I won't let anyone tear us apart. He belongs to me and me alone. He's...my everything.

	Wow... a lot take in all at once, right? Believe me when I say that these words alone do not do my feelings justice. Not easy to believe when I make statements like "He's my everything" I know...but it's the truth. The next thing you might be thinking is: "Who's the lucky guy?" Well, I would say I am the lucky one in this situation but enough about me...the person you refer to with your question would be Jason, the one who I mentioned earlier as my trainer. Pretty taboo for a trainer to be in a relationship with his pokemon right? As messed up as it sounds, for that fact alone, it makes it even more exciting in my opinion. To think that someone might come around the corner at the exact time I push him against the wall and kiss him, it sends shivers down my spine. Letting my mind wander to a place where both of us come together as one to let his family know that he and I plan on spending our lives together makes me feel like a young ralts again. And just imagining us making history as the first Pokemon-Human Couple to get married...All these things that I think we...no, I know we could do together...if only he loved me. Yes, you read that right. The only issue is that he doesn't love me...or least he didn't. But i'm getting ahead of myself. Let me further explain. He didn't see me as a "Girlfriend" as humans like to put it. Don't get me wrong, He loves me like any ordinary trainer loves his pokemon... but strictly in a platonic sense. You can guess how one could be frustrated about being with the one you cherish without really being with them. But i'm getting too ahead of myself. Let me give anyone reading this a little bit more backstory.

	My name is Alexandria but anyone I allow calls me Alex. My species is Gardevoir and I am Fifteen years old (in pokemon years). To avoid any confusion though, I will refer to my age is human years... About 23 or so.  My trainer, Jason, is one of the few who I allow to address me as Alex. Or rather he is the only one I let call me by that name. It would lose it's meaning with others sullying it with their inferiority right? But back to Jason. He is the most handsome person you will ever come across. He stands at a height 71 inches tall (6'1") and weighs a little over 160 pounds. An unblemished face, shaggy blond hair and a smile that shines brighter than a star are just some of the perfext features that he boasts. Not to mention those cerulean blue eyes that, if not careful, I find myself getting lost in. Unfortunately, whenever you have such a high value gem in your possesion, you attract the attention of thieves. Being a psychic type pokemon has it's perks though. For example: whenever I probed the minds of those around him, I twisted various emotions to where they would not have any sort of infatuation with him. I did this for both male and female. Being around my trainer for so long, I knew he was not into other guys...but better safe than sorry right? I did this for a slew of reasons but one above most others: It would be a shame to have to sully my hands just to fend off anyone lesser than the standard my trainer should be held to. These actions are beneath me and those...inferiors...are beneath my trainer. They don't deserve him. In all honesty, I don't deserve him...and yet...being the benevolent figure he is, he took me in...

	Heh, I did it again didn't I? Here I am supposedly giving you backstory and all i've done is ramble on and on. Well in order to stop myself from going off topic again i'll tell you about how the best day in my life came about.

	When I first met Jason, he was roughly around 12 years of age while I was about 5 years old (in human years). I remember exactly how the events transpired that day. He was walking with a much older male (who I later learned was his father), a newly born child (who was his sister) and a older woman (who was his mother). Thinking back to that day I recall how they happy they looked. Smiling, laughing and enjoying the company of each other. It's funny now that I look back at it; None of them looked exactly the same and yet they treated each other with some admiration. I mentioned earlier how jason had blond hair...his father's hair had more brunette qualities than that of his offsprings did. Why mention this Alexandria? I know not all humans look the same (obviously) but when it comes to the children humans birth, you would or should expect them to be a carbon copy of the parent...just like us pokemon. The only thing they seemed to share was skin tone and DNA. With most pokemon, there is not much wiggle room for how different the child will look compared to parent when they were younger. You've got your exceptions but for the most part,  bewtween offspring and parent are few and far bewtween. Except for in my case. Unfortunately I was born different. Instead of a bright emerald green hue most ralts carry with them, I was given the burden of an outlandish blue.

	Life is funny isn't it? Most people would do anything for the chance to be "different" to stand out in the crowd and not be like everybody else. It's not all it's cracked up to be. Oh sure