Pokémon :: Back to the Start
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grapegardenI wanted to finish this before my I got busy helping Mom and getting ready to see my relatives in Wisconsin. Five ficlets about Morty & Eusine for the Song Challenge on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Title: Back to the Start
Author: Puri
Fandom: Pokémon
Genre: Romance/General
Rating: G - R
Warnings: Lime.
Ships/Characters: Morty/Eusine
Finished: Yes
1. Nine Inch Nails - Capital G
Exactly how far was Eusine going to do this? Did he love Suicune so much that he'd do anything... anything for the Northern Wind?
He got colder. Like the Northern Wind. He got swift. Like the Northern Wind.
Who is Eusine? Did he strive for Suicune or did he strive to BE Suicune?
Morty never saw what the fuss was about. Suicune: a blip on his radar. He'd comment on his friend's obsession with Suicune sometimes. On good days, Eusine would laugh. On bad days, he'd be defensive. "Morty, you don't understand." the mystical man argued. "Have you ever loved a Pokemon so much? Have you ever loved a legend so much you'd sacrifice anything, including yourself? Don't talk about obsession if you don't know what it's like!"
But Morty did know. He knew too well. Ho-Oh consumed the gym leader on a regular basis. Ho-Oh consumed the lives of his ancestors with his flames of life. Over time, the god they claimed to love became feared. Hated. Legends died and sprang from the ashes as a result of that hate... that love. That's why Ho-Oh never returned to Ecruteak. Not yet.
Morty wanted to prove his worth to Ho-Oh. But in the end, he was no different from anyone else, was he?
Eusine's a good man. His devotion reached incredible heights. But his ambition worried Morty. Obsession is the key to corruption, to fear... to hate. Morty warned him about this, and his friend looked appalled. No, he would never see Suicune like that! What was he insinuating at? Is he going to help him find Suicune or not?
Eusine didn't have the heart of a god. No matter how hardened and world-weary the man claimed to be, he latched to the hope that the dream out of his grasp would be his. Power. Everyone wanted it. Should Eusine finally have power, what would happen to him? By the time he realized exactly what was happening, that Suicune writhed in a cage because of him, would he return that power to Suicune? Set the Northern Wind free?
Eusine stood for something. Morty stood for something. But what was it again? The lines were blurring and it disturbed Morty exactly how much he had in common with his friend all along. He didn't want Eusine to make the same mistake his ancestors had, to make the same mistake that would tear the poor seeker's heart apart.
For now, all Morty could do is support Eusine. Be there for him when others deemed him insane. Deemed them insane. Until Eusine discovered Suicune, until Suicune accepted him, Morty was on his hands and knees. Eusine. Morty feared him and hated him sometimes. To make it hurt, to add to the agony and the worship and the latched hope and dream, Morty loved him too.
2. James Horner - The Portrait (Instrumental)
"Eusine! Wait!" Lyra cried. "I... I need to ask you and Morty a favor."
"What is it, Lyra?" Eusine smiled. Morty said nothing.
"Um, there's this d-drawing I've been working on." Lyra stammered. "I need someone to pose for me, except it's... it's kind of hard to ask people..."
"What is the drawing like?" Eusine asked. "I didn't know you were an artist. Morty, have you discussed this with Lyra already."
"Yes." Morty nodded. "I agreed to help for half of the picture. She needs a second person to be with me, and she thought since we were already friends, if you could oblige."
"I-I know you're looking for Suicune, but... I needed someone with the right, um... build." Lyra said. "Ethan has to stay with his grandfather, and everyone else is busy, so..."
"I don't see why not. A painting lasts a lifetime and Suicune will always be waiting." Eusine grinned, tying his bow. He'd have to admit, it was flattering that Lyra thought of him being 'pretty.'
"Well, you see, it's... a special kind of drawing." blushed Lyra. "Can we go somewhere private?"
~
"This isn't what I expected." Eusine chuckled. He leaned over Morty in a red sofa, keeping still for Lyra to concentrate. "Morty, did you know she would draw you naked?"
"Not entirely naked. I'm wearing a scarf." Morty smiled. "She seemed a little afraid, but she wanted to work on her skills as an artist, so we picked a compromise that'd make us both comfortable. I don't see you bearing any skin."
"Don't move so much." Eusine whispered. "You know how difficult is to concentrate on the folds of my cape if it shifts around."
"I'm surprised you agreed so quickly, knowing exactly what you'd get into." Morty raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "Any particular reason?"
"Um, I..." Eusine caught his breath, his cheeks turning a rosy hue. "I hold deep respect for Lyra. It only means well that I return the favor."
"Understood." Morty grinned. "Try not to lean too close, okay?"
"Um, Morty? Eusine?" asked Lyra. "Do you need a break? It looks like you're both about to crash into each other and kiss."
3. Rabbit in the Moon & Tori Amos - Out of Body Experience
"Shh," Morty whispered, bringing his finger over Eusine's lips. "There's nothing to worry about here. Nothing to hold back."
"Morty... Morty, what is this?" Eusine couldn't believe it. Wouldn't believe it. This can't be happening to him, right?
Will you meet me? We'll fly away.
A promise is a promise; a promise rewarded when Morty closed his lips over his. Eusine's eyes widened and a shock jolted through his spine, but he never dared to pull away. Was this how Suicune felt when it met Lyra? Wanting to pull back, wanting to run away... yet instinct and desire compelled it to stay? A certain drive allowed it to test Lyra and keep her on its tail until the Northern Wind was ready to submit.
They crashed on the bed and Morty pinned Eusine from above, ravishing him with a series of hard kisses. The mysticalman's own hands wandered, trailing Morty's back as they raced to the brim and pulled the black sweater over his shoulders. Eusine panted, his bowtie messily undone and hanging from his neck in a red ribbon. The gym leader sighed, unbuttoning his friend's shirt as the other bore his throat for him.
Eusine gripped the back of Morty's head, dying for those tickling sensations again. The sensations Eusine long denied himself until his subconscious could no longer bear the weight. He scrambled with the rest of their clothing, and he tied Morty's scarf around their torsos as if to bind them in time. He seized the gym leader's shoulders in support, staring into lush purple eyes as if he saw into Morty's thoughts.
"Morty," he murmured. "Morty, please."
"God..."
Morty missed this. He missed Eusine and it turned out Eusine missed him too. Missed and missed and missed him. It showed in their desperate wrangling, with all the biting and groaning until Morty found himself inside him; a world where only he could be held by Eusine and nothing else mattered anymore. Eusine hissed--music in his ears--and the nails raking his back was nothing but ecstasy to him. The gym leader cradled Eusine, whispering secret words as they moved in time, moved to the moment.
Will you meet me? We'll fly away.
4. Coldplay - The Scientist
"Eusine. Eusine, wake up."
The mysticalman groaned, rubbing his eyes.
"Morty?" He asked. "Morty, what happened? Is Suicune okay?"
"Suicune's all right. C'mon, we've got to get you patched up."
What happened back there? Morty let his friend rest his arm around his shoulder, supporting him as they walked.
"Suicune. I wanted to see it again. One last time."
"Did you?"
"Yes. I wanted to apologize."
"I see."
Of course. There was a reason the Legendary Beasts were wanderers. All this time, Eusine wanted to prove himself to Suicune, declare his love for the Northern Wind and earn its respect. To think that he was robbing a legend of its freedom... it explained why he wasn't the "chosen one" so to speak. Eusine accepted this the moment he watched Lyra battle the creature and capture it. Team Rocket's last plan was to snatch the rest of the legends; what better way to end the chase than sacrifice himself so nothing would disturb the Legendary Beasts again?
"Eusine, hold yourself together. It's not the end."
"It's strange... I devoted ten years of my life to this. What am I to do? It's still hard to accept... it's almost like I don't know what to do with myself anymore."
"You said for yourself you wanted to study the legends more, didn't you?"
"Of course. It all feels... I don't know what. You've accomplished so much, Morty. I'm envious. I told you this before. You know that."
"Yeah. And what matters is you're still my friend. Keep it together until we're at the PokeCenter, okay? We have a lot to talk about."
"Morty?"
"Yes?"
"It had me thinking. All those years of puzzles and searching... something was missing, wasn't it? We all give up something in order to pursue a dream."
"One's beginning is another's end, I guess."
"Morty. I want to study the legends with you again."
"Hm?"
"I want to go back to the beginning. Back to how it was before. I'm not talking about Suicune; I'm talking about you. I want both of us to start over again. Together. Understand?"
"...I understand." Morty nodded and smiled.
5. Jack Off Jill - Lovesong
When Eusine was alone, he thought of Suicune running in the wind.
With Morty, Eusine didn't need to go in circles.
When Eusine was alone, he thought of Suicune dashing across water.
With Morty, he could run around the world in a day.
However long, dreams of Suicune warmed him.
However short, flickers of Morty excited him.
When Eusine was alone, he thought of sleek blue fur to help him endure the cold night.
With Morty, he drowned in sweltering heat.
When Eusine was alone, he thought of the finish line.
With Morty, he thought of next time.
However long, nothing was too wide for the Northern Wind.
However short, nothing was as agonizing.
When Eusine was alone, he was bitter and conflicted and hopeful.
With Morty, he was laughing and beautiful and worthy.
When Eusine was alone, he chided himself and felt sick.
With Morty, he chided his friend and felt sick and apologized.
However long, it wasn't enough.
However short, it was needed.
When Eusine was alone, he donned rose-colored glasses.
With Morty, he turned blind.
Forgive me, Morty. I'll be back in Ecruteak, but I must keep up the pace.
Remember you are my closest friend. My confidant. My obsession.
My everything. Remember that.
However far away, no matter how brief my visits become, no matter what things I say
I will look for you. I will chase you until you are mine.
I will always love you, Morty. Remember that.
pokeprompts . :)Title: Back to the Start
Author: Puri
Fandom: Pokémon
Genre: Romance/General
Rating: G - R
Warnings: Lime.
Ships/Characters: Morty/Eusine
Finished: Yes
1. Nine Inch Nails - Capital G
Exactly how far was Eusine going to do this? Did he love Suicune so much that he'd do anything... anything for the Northern Wind?
He got colder. Like the Northern Wind. He got swift. Like the Northern Wind.
Who is Eusine? Did he strive for Suicune or did he strive to BE Suicune?
Morty never saw what the fuss was about. Suicune: a blip on his radar. He'd comment on his friend's obsession with Suicune sometimes. On good days, Eusine would laugh. On bad days, he'd be defensive. "Morty, you don't understand." the mystical man argued. "Have you ever loved a Pokemon so much? Have you ever loved a legend so much you'd sacrifice anything, including yourself? Don't talk about obsession if you don't know what it's like!"
But Morty did know. He knew too well. Ho-Oh consumed the gym leader on a regular basis. Ho-Oh consumed the lives of his ancestors with his flames of life. Over time, the god they claimed to love became feared. Hated. Legends died and sprang from the ashes as a result of that hate... that love. That's why Ho-Oh never returned to Ecruteak. Not yet.
Morty wanted to prove his worth to Ho-Oh. But in the end, he was no different from anyone else, was he?
Eusine's a good man. His devotion reached incredible heights. But his ambition worried Morty. Obsession is the key to corruption, to fear... to hate. Morty warned him about this, and his friend looked appalled. No, he would never see Suicune like that! What was he insinuating at? Is he going to help him find Suicune or not?
Eusine didn't have the heart of a god. No matter how hardened and world-weary the man claimed to be, he latched to the hope that the dream out of his grasp would be his. Power. Everyone wanted it. Should Eusine finally have power, what would happen to him? By the time he realized exactly what was happening, that Suicune writhed in a cage because of him, would he return that power to Suicune? Set the Northern Wind free?
Eusine stood for something. Morty stood for something. But what was it again? The lines were blurring and it disturbed Morty exactly how much he had in common with his friend all along. He didn't want Eusine to make the same mistake his ancestors had, to make the same mistake that would tear the poor seeker's heart apart.
For now, all Morty could do is support Eusine. Be there for him when others deemed him insane. Deemed them insane. Until Eusine discovered Suicune, until Suicune accepted him, Morty was on his hands and knees. Eusine. Morty feared him and hated him sometimes. To make it hurt, to add to the agony and the worship and the latched hope and dream, Morty loved him too.
2. James Horner - The Portrait (Instrumental)
"Eusine! Wait!" Lyra cried. "I... I need to ask you and Morty a favor."
"What is it, Lyra?" Eusine smiled. Morty said nothing.
"Um, there's this d-drawing I've been working on." Lyra stammered. "I need someone to pose for me, except it's... it's kind of hard to ask people..."
"What is the drawing like?" Eusine asked. "I didn't know you were an artist. Morty, have you discussed this with Lyra already."
"Yes." Morty nodded. "I agreed to help for half of the picture. She needs a second person to be with me, and she thought since we were already friends, if you could oblige."
"I-I know you're looking for Suicune, but... I needed someone with the right, um... build." Lyra said. "Ethan has to stay with his grandfather, and everyone else is busy, so..."
"I don't see why not. A painting lasts a lifetime and Suicune will always be waiting." Eusine grinned, tying his bow. He'd have to admit, it was flattering that Lyra thought of him being 'pretty.'
"Well, you see, it's... a special kind of drawing." blushed Lyra. "Can we go somewhere private?"
~
"This isn't what I expected." Eusine chuckled. He leaned over Morty in a red sofa, keeping still for Lyra to concentrate. "Morty, did you know she would draw you naked?"
"Not entirely naked. I'm wearing a scarf." Morty smiled. "She seemed a little afraid, but she wanted to work on her skills as an artist, so we picked a compromise that'd make us both comfortable. I don't see you bearing any skin."
"Don't move so much." Eusine whispered. "You know how difficult is to concentrate on the folds of my cape if it shifts around."
"I'm surprised you agreed so quickly, knowing exactly what you'd get into." Morty raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "Any particular reason?"
"Um, I..." Eusine caught his breath, his cheeks turning a rosy hue. "I hold deep respect for Lyra. It only means well that I return the favor."
"Understood." Morty grinned. "Try not to lean too close, okay?"
"Um, Morty? Eusine?" asked Lyra. "Do you need a break? It looks like you're both about to crash into each other and kiss."
3. Rabbit in the Moon & Tori Amos - Out of Body Experience
"Shh," Morty whispered, bringing his finger over Eusine's lips. "There's nothing to worry about here. Nothing to hold back."
"Morty... Morty, what is this?" Eusine couldn't believe it. Wouldn't believe it. This can't be happening to him, right?
Will you meet me? We'll fly away.
A promise is a promise; a promise rewarded when Morty closed his lips over his. Eusine's eyes widened and a shock jolted through his spine, but he never dared to pull away. Was this how Suicune felt when it met Lyra? Wanting to pull back, wanting to run away... yet instinct and desire compelled it to stay? A certain drive allowed it to test Lyra and keep her on its tail until the Northern Wind was ready to submit.
They crashed on the bed and Morty pinned Eusine from above, ravishing him with a series of hard kisses. The mysticalman's own hands wandered, trailing Morty's back as they raced to the brim and pulled the black sweater over his shoulders. Eusine panted, his bowtie messily undone and hanging from his neck in a red ribbon. The gym leader sighed, unbuttoning his friend's shirt as the other bore his throat for him.
Eusine gripped the back of Morty's head, dying for those tickling sensations again. The sensations Eusine long denied himself until his subconscious could no longer bear the weight. He scrambled with the rest of their clothing, and he tied Morty's scarf around their torsos as if to bind them in time. He seized the gym leader's shoulders in support, staring into lush purple eyes as if he saw into Morty's thoughts.
"Morty," he murmured. "Morty, please."
"God..."
Morty missed this. He missed Eusine and it turned out Eusine missed him too. Missed and missed and missed him. It showed in their desperate wrangling, with all the biting and groaning until Morty found himself inside him; a world where only he could be held by Eusine and nothing else mattered anymore. Eusine hissed--music in his ears--and the nails raking his back was nothing but ecstasy to him. The gym leader cradled Eusine, whispering secret words as they moved in time, moved to the moment.
Will you meet me? We'll fly away.
4. Coldplay - The Scientist
"Eusine. Eusine, wake up."
The mysticalman groaned, rubbing his eyes.
"Morty?" He asked. "Morty, what happened? Is Suicune okay?"
"Suicune's all right. C'mon, we've got to get you patched up."
What happened back there? Morty let his friend rest his arm around his shoulder, supporting him as they walked.
"Suicune. I wanted to see it again. One last time."
"Did you?"
"Yes. I wanted to apologize."
"I see."
Of course. There was a reason the Legendary Beasts were wanderers. All this time, Eusine wanted to prove himself to Suicune, declare his love for the Northern Wind and earn its respect. To think that he was robbing a legend of its freedom... it explained why he wasn't the "chosen one" so to speak. Eusine accepted this the moment he watched Lyra battle the creature and capture it. Team Rocket's last plan was to snatch the rest of the legends; what better way to end the chase than sacrifice himself so nothing would disturb the Legendary Beasts again?
"Eusine, hold yourself together. It's not the end."
"It's strange... I devoted ten years of my life to this. What am I to do? It's still hard to accept... it's almost like I don't know what to do with myself anymore."
"You said for yourself you wanted to study the legends more, didn't you?"
"Of course. It all feels... I don't know what. You've accomplished so much, Morty. I'm envious. I told you this before. You know that."
"Yeah. And what matters is you're still my friend. Keep it together until we're at the PokeCenter, okay? We have a lot to talk about."
"Morty?"
"Yes?"
"It had me thinking. All those years of puzzles and searching... something was missing, wasn't it? We all give up something in order to pursue a dream."
"One's beginning is another's end, I guess."
"Morty. I want to study the legends with you again."
"Hm?"
"I want to go back to the beginning. Back to how it was before. I'm not talking about Suicune; I'm talking about you. I want both of us to start over again. Together. Understand?"
"...I understand." Morty nodded and smiled.
5. Jack Off Jill - Lovesong
When Eusine was alone, he thought of Suicune running in the wind.
With Morty, Eusine didn't need to go in circles.
When Eusine was alone, he thought of Suicune dashing across water.
With Morty, he could run around the world in a day.
However long, dreams of Suicune warmed him.
However short, flickers of Morty excited him.
When Eusine was alone, he thought of sleek blue fur to help him endure the cold night.
With Morty, he drowned in sweltering heat.
When Eusine was alone, he thought of the finish line.
With Morty, he thought of next time.
However long, nothing was too wide for the Northern Wind.
However short, nothing was as agonizing.
When Eusine was alone, he was bitter and conflicted and hopeful.
With Morty, he was laughing and beautiful and worthy.
When Eusine was alone, he chided himself and felt sick.
With Morty, he chided his friend and felt sick and apologized.
However long, it wasn't enough.
However short, it was needed.
When Eusine was alone, he donned rose-colored glasses.
With Morty, he turned blind.
Forgive me, Morty. I'll be back in Ecruteak, but I must keep up the pace.
Remember you are my closest friend. My confidant. My obsession.
My everything. Remember that.
However far away, no matter how brief my visits become, no matter what things I say
I will look for you. I will chase you until you are mine.
I will always love you, Morty. Remember that.
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Date: 2010-07-22 07:20 am (UTC)I loved how you compared the first kiss to Lyra meeting Suicune, it just had excellent imagery and word choice and was just awesome. <3 I haven't read any of this pairing so this was a great introduction. Awesome job!
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Date: 2010-07-22 09:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-02 04:33 am (UTC)Although I'm not really a fan of Sacredshipping, these 5 ficlets were quite interesting. I hope to see more of your works!