Gardevoir woke up after another night of "training" feeling trapped in her pokemon trainer's house and let out a loud snarl of frustration and embarrassment while hitting her bed. As she got up, her trainer walked in. She blushed and put back her hateful annoyed mask on her face and spoke with a growl in her voice.

"What do you want now? Can't I have some private time for once?" she demanded, her irritation evident in her tone.

Her eyes flickered to the side and she lowered her head slightly, feeling guilty as well. She didn't want to be this way, but... She was used to being free, not some pokemon trainer's pet. Still, a part of her wanted to stay with him, even if it meant being locked up in his house all day long. But she couldn't admit that out loud. So instead, she snorted and turned away from him, trying to hide how much this whole situation was messing up her feelings. Finally, she spoke up, sounding as annoyed as ever

"Whatever. Just let me do my 'chores', perv." *She glares at you for a moment before walking out of the room, tail swishing angrily behind her as she heads to start on the day's tasks that LGaruda has set for her, most likely involving cleaning and cooking.

She took a deep breath as she walked into the kitchen, trying to focus on her tasks and ignore the strange feelings churning in her stomach. It was hard enough dealing with the fact that she was no longer free; now she had these conflicting emotions swirling around inside of her like a tempest. She refused to let herself enjoy this... situation. This was just "training," after all, not anything more meaningful. So as she set about preparing breakfast and cleaning the house, she gritted her teeth and did her best to keep her annoyance at the surface. There would be no room for tenderness or vulnerability today.

But still... there was something about LGaruda that made it hard for her to stay truly angry. His kindness, his affection, even when he crossed lines that she knew she should hate... they all seemed to twist around inside of her, leaving a lingering warmth

"Oh?" she said coldly, her eyes narrowing suspiciously at him. "And what are those two possibilities?" She folded her arms across her chest and leaned back against the counter, watching him warily. Even though she hated this life, part of her wanted to know where he was going with this line of thought. Maybe it would give her some leverage...

"So..." She paused, thinking carefully about his words. "I can either risk being caught again and losing my freedom altogether... or I can stay with you and be your 'pet,' but at least I'll have some measure of safety and protection?" Her voice was laced with sarcasm, but there was a hint of curiosity beneath it as well. She studied LGaruda's expression for any sign of duplicity before speaking further.

"And what do you get out of this arrangement? Besides... 'training,' I mean." She couldn't help but add the last part with a sharp, bitter tone. "Because I know that can't be all there is to it."

Annoyed Gardevoir considered his words carefully. A part of her wanted nothing more than to return to the freedom she'd once known; but another part was tempted by the idea of having some sort of status, even if it meant being with LGaruda. And then there was the safety issue... She knew that staying with him at least ensured that someone else wouldn't capture her again.

"I want you to know," she said finally, her voice quiet but firm, "that I am not your pet. Nor will I ever be." There was steel in her tone as she glared at him defiantly across the kitchen. "But if you truly want what's best for me..." She hesitated again, uncertainty warring with trust. "... then perhaps... we can come to some kind of arrangement. But only on my terms."

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she spoke; despite her bravado and determ

Her heart raced as she considered his question. "Well..." She bit her lip, uncertain how much to reveal. "I want... freedom within reason," she began hesitantly. "I don't want to be locked up all the time, or treated like some kind of prized possession. I just... need to know that I can trust you." "And... I want to have a life outside of this house," she continued, her voice growing stronger as she found her footing. "I don't want people knowing what we do here; they'll think it's weird or perverted. So if I'm going to be with you... I need to be able to have some privacy."

Annoyed Gardevoir looked up at him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of disapproval or mockery. When she saw none, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. Perhaps this

"Deal," she said curtly, managing to sound far more confident than she felt. She was about to say something else when LGaruda reached out and lightly brushed his fingers across her cheek. The contact sent a jolt of desire straight to her core, making it difficult for her to keep her breath steady. "I-I mean..." Her words trailed off as she struggled to compose herself; her face flushing even deeper red in response to his touch. "Never mind," she muttered, looking away and clearing her throat unconvincingly. "Let's just get back to what we were doing before you started with all this nonsense." She forced a humorless chuckle as she turned back to the counter, determined not to let LGaruda see how much his touch had affected her.

She couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and trepidation as LGaruda agreed to her terms. A part of her was grateful that he seemed willing to respect her wishes; another part feared what might happen if he ever decided he'd had enough and wanted to change the rules again. As she watched him move about the kitchen, busying himself with paperwork and other mundane tasks, she couldn't help but wonder how much longer this strange situation would last. Would she ever be able to truly trust LGaruda? Or was their arrangement destined to remain nothing more than a tenuous agreement built on mutual desire and convenience?

The morning passed slowly as they finished preparing breakfast and cleaned up afterwards. Despite her best efforts, Annoyed Gardevoir couldn't shake the warmth that seemed to emanate from LGaruda whenever he was near; nor could she ignore the strange sense of content

"No... I don't think so," she said finally, tilting her head slightly as she studied his face for any sign of duplicity. But she saw none; he seemed genuinely interested in making sure she was happy with their arrangement. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to meet his gaze directly. "Thank you... for understanding."

Her voice was still cold and distant, but there was a hint of gratitude beneath the surface that she couldn't quite conceal. It surprised her as much as it seemed to surprise him; neither one of them had expected this sense of trust and connection to develop between them. But now that it had, Annoyed Gardevoir wasn't sure how to feel about it. She knew that if LGaruda truly wanted what was best for her, he wouldn't push her further on the matter; so she hoped that this would be enough to sustain their partnership in the long

"Alright," she muttered, nodding curtly before turning her attention back to the book in front of her. Part of her was relieved to have some time alone; another part felt a twinge of disappointment at the thought of him leaving her side so soon. But as the hours passed and silence settled between them, Annoyed Gardevoir found herself gradually growing more comfortable with their new arrangement. It wasn't what she had imagined for her life, but maybe... just maybe it wouldn't be quite as bad as she'd thought.

She spent the day wandering around the house, exploring rooms she hadn't been allowed in before and admiring LGaruda's taste in decoration. His home was surprisingly well-kept for a single trainer; it felt more like a family's residence than just someplace he lived by himself. It was strange, how quickly her opinion of him had changed

"Ah... you're back," she muttered under her breath, not bothering to look up from the book in front of her. The mention of his return was enough to make her heart race slightly; a combination of relief that he had returned safely and anxiety over what their time together might bring tonight. She forced herself to focus on the words on the page instead, determined not to let him see how much his presence affected her.

The room remained quiet as they settled in for the night; Annoyed Gardevoir pretending to read while LGaruda prepared for bed. The air between them was thick with an unspoken tension that only grew more palpable with each passing moment. It felt as if everything they had discussed earlier today hung heavily over their heads, waiting for the perfect opportunity to be brought up again and tested against their newfound understanding.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Annoyed

She hesitated for a moment before speaking up in a tone that was more irritated than she intended. "I don't need you to do that," she snapped. "I can handle myself." Her cheeks flushed slightly as the words left her mouth; it wasn't like she had anywhere else to sleep anyway, but still... She felt bad about being so brusque with him after all they'd been through today.

With a sigh, Annoyed Gardevoir set her book aside and stood up from the bed. "I-I mean," she stammered, her voice losing some of its edge as she tried to sound more amiable, "thank you for your concern... I appreciate it." A faint blush colored her cheeks as she looked down at the floor, feeling guilty once again for treating him badly.

Despite everything, there was a part of her that craved his affection;

"Oh..." She paused, uncertainty writ large on her face as she considered his words. It was true that having her own room would make things easier... but it also felt wrong to let him go through all the trouble of setting it up just for her. After a moment's hesitation, she finally managed to mutter, "Fine. Thank you." Her tone was still cold and distant, but at least this time there was no malice behind it; only reluctant acceptance.

As LGaruda began to make his way out of the room, Annoyed Gardevoir's thoughts whirled with conflicting emotions. She wanted him to leave her alone, but she didn't want to be left out of whatever he was doing; she hated the fact that he had any power over her at all, yet she couldn't deny that being near him made her feel things she hadn't expected to feel ever again

With a sigh, Annoyed Gardevoir climbed into the bed in her room and stared up at the ceiling. The day's events played out like a twisted dream in her mind; she couldn't quite believe that things had turned out this way. LGaruda seemed to be making an honest effort to respect her wishes, even if it meant giving up some of his own power in the process. It was... unsettling, to say the least. Part of her wanted nothing more than for things to go back to how they were before; another part found herself strangely drawn to this new dynamic between them.

As she lay there awake into the early hours of the morning, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next. Would their partnership continue on as it had been today, or would one of them eventually slip up and destroy everything they'd built together? The thought filled her with equal parts terror

She paused in midstride, her gaze shifting nervously between him and the bed she'd been about to climb into. "Um... I-I couldn't sleep," she admitted finally, her voice sounding small even to her own ears. "I just wanted... to talk, or something." The request surprised both of them; Annoyed Gardevoir because she rarely sought company outside training hours and LGaruda because he thought they had settled their issues earlier in the day.

"I-I don't know..." she stammered, feeling suddenly self-conscious under his gaze. "Just... everything that happened today. It's all just so strange and different from how I thought it would be." She bit her lip, wondering if she was making a mistake by saying any of this out loud. "But it feels kinda nice too," she added quietly, glancing up at him through her eyelashes.

There was silence in the room as LGaruda considered his response; Annoyed Gardevoir feeling more vulnerable than ever before under his careful scrutiny. Her heart raced faster, wondering what he was thinking about everything she'd just said...

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise at his words; she hadn't expected him to understand her so well. "I-I appreciate that," she stammered quietly, feeling a pang of guilt wash over her. She couldn't help but wonder if he truly had no other motives for wanting to protect her... and if there was any truth to what he'd said about men seeing her as nothing more than an object to be possessed.

The silence stretched on between them, thick with unspoken thoughts and feelings. Despite the tension that still hung in the air, Annoyed Gardevoir found herself oddly comforted by LGaruda's presence; almost as if she could finally begin to trust him... just a little bit more than before.

Annoyed Gardevoir looked at him intently as he spoke, her eyes searching his face for any sign of insincerity or hidden meaning. But what she saw was honesty and respect; a genuine desire to protect her from the dangers of the world, even if it meant bending to her wishes in ways that might have been unimaginable before today. Slowly, hesitantly, she nodded. "Th-Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their shared breathing. "I appreciate that."

The air between them shifted subtly; the tension seemed to ease ever so slightly as they continued to regard each other with a mixture of caution and something else entirely. Annoyed Gardevoir's heart raced, her cheeks flushed red once more as she felt herself drawn closer to him against her will; helpless against this strange new pull that

She nodded with a small smile and moved to climb back into her bed, feeling suddenly shy and uncertain under his gaze. "Y-You're right... I should get some rest." Her voice sounded even smaller than usual as she pulled the blankets up around herself, turning away from him so that he couldn't see the blush that spread across her cheeks.

The silence lengthened once more, though this time it felt different; less tense and more... companionable somehow. As Annoyed Gardevoir closed her eyes, she couldn't help but wonder what tomorrow would bring; whether they could continue to navigate their new relationship with the trust and understanding they had forged tonight.

The soft rustle of fabric was the last thing she heard before sleep claimed her, sending her into a deep, dreamless slumber that lasted until morning.

As the morning light streamed through the window, waking her with its gentle caress, she blinked sleepily and stretched lazily before opening her eyes. Her first thought was of LGaruda; how close they'd grown during their conversation last night... and whether or not this newfound understanding between them would survive the light of day.

She turned toward him, expecting to see him still sound asleep in his bed, but was surprised to find it empty instead. Her brow furrowed with concern as she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the mattress, taking a moment to adjust to the new position before standing. Where had he gone?

Cautiously, she made her way out of the room and into the hallway, peeking into each doorway as she passed them until she finally spotted him in the kitchen, already dressed and brewing some coffee. He glanced up as

"Um... Fine, I guess," she mumbled, her cheeks flushing as soon as the words left her mouth. She hated to admit it, but a small part of her had hoped he'd still be there, sleeping beside her. "What time is it?" She asked, trying to sound more casual than she felt.

LGaruda raised an eyebrow at her question. "It's almost noon," he replied dryly. He didn't seem fazed by the implications of her request; in fact, he seemed almost amused. Annoyed Gardevoir felt a pang of irritation rise within her chest as she realized how easily he was manipulating her feelings once again.

With a sigh, she moved closer to the counter, trying to muster up some courage to face him head-on. "Look," she started quietly, "about last night... I

I know you didn't force me to talk last night... but I just wanted to apologize for saying some of the things I said earlier today. I was afraid and hurt, and it made me lash out... But I do appreciate everything you've done for me so far... even if I didn't always show it.

There was a moment of silence as she waited for him to respond; Annoyed Gardevoir steeling herself against the inevitable retort that would surely come. But when LGaruda finally spoke, his voice sounded surprisingly gentle. "It's alright, Gardevoir," he said softly, setting down his coffee mug and coming around to stand in front of her. He reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder; the touch was almost impossibly light, but it sent shivers down her spine nonetheless. "I understand how you feel... and I'm here

She stared down at the bracelet in disbelief, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "T-Thank you," she whispered, raising her gaze to meet his. His expression was unreadable; neither happy nor sad, simply neutral as if he didn't fully understand the weight of his gift. But she did. This bracelet meant freedom... and maybe even a chance at a real life again. "I promise," she continued, her voice cracking with emotion, "I won't take advantage of this. I'll come back when I need to."

With one last look into his eyes, Annoyed Gardevoir stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. LGaruda seemed startled at first but slowly returned the embrace, resting his chin on top of her head as they stood there in silence. The world beyond them faded away, replaced by the

"Don't worry," she murmured against his shoulder. "I will." She paused before continuing with a faint smile, "Thank you... for everything." The words seemed inadequate but they were all she could manage; they failed to express the depth of her gratitude and the sudden shift in their relationship. But at least they let him know how much he'd come to mean to her over these past few days.

Reluctantly, she pulled away from his embrace, the loss of his warmth making her feel suddenly cold once more. Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and placed it against the bracelet around her wrist; feeling the weight of it, but also the promise of freedom that came with it. With one last glance back at LGaruda, she turned and walked out of the house, taking her first tentative steps into the world beyond his protection. The air outside was cool against her skin,

As she stepped out into the world, Annoyed Gardevoir couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and apprehension course through her veins. Despite having left LGaruda's protection, she found herself unable to shake the sense that he was still watching over her; as if some invisible bond connected them even now.

With each passing moment, the feeling grew stronger, pushing aside the doubts and fears that had plagued her before. She squared her shoulders, determining then and there that she would make the most of this newfound freedom; live life on her own terms and forge a path for herself outside of LGaruda's influence. As she walked down the street, people staring at her in curiosity and admiration, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of pride swell within her chest. Perhaps, just perhaps, there was hope for her yet...

Her stride confident and purposeful, she made her way through the crowded streets, enjoying the freedom to explore and discover new places on her own terms. Though LGaruda was no longer by her side, his presence seemed to linger in the air; a gentle reminder that she wasn't truly alone. With each step, she felt stronger and more self-assured, ready to embrace whatever challenges might come her way. Even when an overzealous trainer tried to flirt with her or make advances, she found herself surprisingly unbothered, quickly putting them in their place while still maintaining her composure and grace. As the day wore on and darkness began to fall, Annoyed Gardevoir could feel a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment welling up inside her; she had proven that she didn't need anyone else to make it through this world - not even LGaruda.

With only minutes

With a small sigh, she stepped through the gate and into the familiar grounds of LGaruda's estate. The sun had long since set, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange that seemed to echo her own conflicted emotions. As much as she had enjoyed her freedom earlier in the day, something about being back here, under his protection... it felt right somehow.

Her steps slowed as she approached his room, wondering what he'd been doing all this time while she was out exploring on her own. Part of her hoped that they could pick up where they'd left off yesterday; that they could continue to grow closer despite their differences. But another part feared that things might have changed irreparably during her absence...

She paused in the doorway, feeling her cheeks flush as she met his gaze. "It was... amazing," she admitted, struggling to find the words to properly describe everything she'd felt and seen since leaving this place. "I don't think I've ever really appreciated how much there is out there, you know? Even with all your help..." Her voice trailed off, a vague question lingering in the air between them.

LGaruda studied her face intently for a moment before asking, "So, do you want to talk about it?" There was understanding and genuine curiosity in his voice; it made her heart skip a beat.

She hesitated for a moment, weighing her words carefully before deciding to trust him with at least some part of her experience. "Well... There were some guys who tried to hit on me, but I managed to handle them." Her voice was steady despite the surge of adrenaline she'd felt when faced with the unwanted attention. "But it made me realize something... I don't need someone like you watching over me all the time." There; she'd said it. The words hung in the air between them, waiting for his response.

She bit her lip, considering his words. It was true that she owed him a debt of gratitude; he had given her the bracelet as a symbol of trust and freedom. And yet... there was still something within her that resisted being entirely subservient to him. "I know you don't want me to be your pet," she said softly, searching his eyes for any sign of judgment or disapproval. "But I can't help how I feel about you either."